#admin nagito 1

[nagitolovemotel]

they didnt take my fucking horse dollars at the gas station, its all i got man give me a break

[hopes-decline]

“HEY BEB LETS FUCKING DESTROY FUCKING KLM”

“FUCK YEAH”

[nagitolovemotel]

okay now you crossed a line bucko

do people actually drink milk

[m-y-fandoms]

Vampire Nagito Komaeda x Ultimate Monster Hunter reader - Part 1 (Supernatural AU)

Request: Can I get some vampire Komaeda x reader? I loved the Kokichi one and Komaeda is my absolute fave :3 thanks <3

This will be a full series with multiple chapters, not a head-canon or short imagine. Nagito is my favorite Danganronpa character, even ahead of Kokichi.

Part 2 here

Also this will be set in the DR3 anime universe, when they are all just Ultimates at Hope’s Peak before the Tragedy

- Admin Kokichi

     “When are they coming out?!” You could hear a girl roar from the crowd before you. It was your first day at Hope’s Peak Academy, and already you could tell that at least some of the crazy rumors about the school’s eccentricities were true. You’d only been walking around campus, getting your bearings before you moved into the Main Course dorms later that evening.

     It was a bit odd to see a group of nearly a dozen girls from the Reserve Course waiting at the entrance to the Main Course building, waiting to watch some of the Ultimates walk to the cafeteria. I mean, being an Ultimate didn’t make one worth fan-girling over, right? But maybe you’d have seen their side of it if you weren’t an Ultimate yourself.

~

     Jin Kirigiri, the school’s headmaster, was a very close childhood friend of your father’s, as was the school’s recruiter, Koichi Kizakura. It was only natural that they both insisted you go there, especially with your talent. You were the Ultimate Hunter... or... that’s what your official transcripts said anyway. Your real talent was a little more… complicated to explain to a normal society.

     Your real and extended title was that of the Ultimate Monster Hunter, just like your father before you decades ago. That was your passion, your focus, but since you were also prodigious in the normal hunting of animals, that was the title Headmaster Kirigiri assigned you. Of course, Kizakura and Kirigiri knew of your family’s hunter lineage and the existence of supernatural beings, most of the higher-ups at Hopes Peak did, what with all the connections and respect the academy had garnered.

     Most governments, large corporations and upper-class citizens were privy to the existence of monsters, and those sworn to protect all humans from them, so of course Kirigiri knew of such things, however, he couldn’t exactly have you honing your skills in his classrooms and training yards. The general public would either think he’d gone mad for allowing such activities - training to kill beings that did not exist - or worse, they’d wise up and take notice, revealing the secret of supernatural creatures to the world.

     No, no, that couldn’t be allowed to happen, and so Kizakura and Kirigiri had you practicing your crossbow aim on animal-shaped dummies, had you doing general agility and reflex training. Your firearms were used in a high-tech shooting arena that doubled as a dojo when martial arts students arrived for their allotted lesson time.

     Honestly, you didn’t even want to attend Hope’s Peak, seeing as Headmaster Kirigiri had made it very clear that you couldn’t use any of your true talent anywhere on campus or even while in uniform off-campus. You also had to hide your face with a helmet or mask of some type while hunting from now on. You couldn’t be associated with or traced back to the academy in any way, should someone see you engaged with a monster and spread word of it before being apprehended by law enforcement. This rule was only made more severe by the fact that some of your fellow students were of the very species you made a living annihilating.

     That’s right, Hope’s Peak itself was host to the very rare vampire, werewolf, demon, shapeshifter or other manner of beast. Not all of them chose to be hostile or stuck out like a sore thumb, and hey, if you had the talent, you had the talent. It made you question why you should even give the academy a second thought. It felt like they were mocking you, letting inhuman creatures attend a school they personally invited you to, but your father all but forced you to enroll. He insisted it would be the best for your future, and that there’s no one he trusted more than Kirigiri and Kizakura.

     “But if anything… anything at all happens to (Y/N), Jin, I swear on our friendship, I will handle it myself,” he’d said. Your father’s words rung through your mind like a constant reminder. He meant it, too. Your father was the hunter of all hunters, a king of sorts in his circle. Kirigiri knew very well that letting him down was not an option.

~ 

     You stood on the very edge of the group, as far from the doors as possible but still near enough to the others that you wouldn’t look like some weird loner. You sighed, chuckling under your breath at their chittering. It was all so silly.

     “Here they come!” You were startled out of your trance when one out of the whole gaggle of girls before you squealed loudly. You walked toward the front of their group, fascinated by how excited they all were. You were merely curious to see what all the fuss was about. How could they possibly be this worked up about other students their age, just walking to lunch after class? Then again, you hadn’t met any of your fellow Ultimates. Was there some kind of beauty requirement to become one? Huh, wouldn’t surprise me, you thought rather cynically to yourself. This place loves to flaunt its students and reputation.

     “Look~ it’s Fuyuhiko!” One of the girls pushed roughly past you, grazing your shoulder. You could practically see hearts in her eyes as she passed.

     “Jeez, okay...” you muttered sheepishly and leaned back again. You may be a monster killer, but that only worked out because of the adrenaline rush and the lack of attachment and value placed on your targets. In normal life and social situations, it felt like you were the one being killed.

     Great! Now I can’t see anything! You mentally snapped at the fan-girls bumping and shuffling into you with every sporadic movement they made. You couldn't see anything, but you could certainly hear the girls get louder and louder by the second. You were now completely pushed to the side of the group as the girls grunted and hissed like rabid animals.

     “And that’s the lucky one! Komaeda, I think! Man, he’s so hot…” A random brunette drooled. 

Nagito Komaeda: Vampire

Status: Protected/Neutral

Classification: B

Unique Talents and Powers: A cycle of good and bad luck. All other unique traits under review.

Age: Unknown

Coven or Clan: None

     You mechanically recalled little bits and details from your dad’s casework and journals on the most famous vampires in the country. Nagito... yes… you were going to stay away from this one.

     The supernatural beings that could pass as human and were deemed not to be a danger to society signed contracts and treaties that allowed them to live out their lives like normal and protected them legally from hunters (much to your kind’s chagrin). They had strict rules to follow, however, and those who broke said rules were prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law and taken off the protection list, making them fair game to hunters. 

     You really didn’t understand why they kept giving the feral savages chances. Erasing the memories of witnesses, victims (if they survived), and their families after each attack or incident was costly and just unfair to mankind.

     The girls continued to shout and vie for the boys’ attention. Fuyuhiko huffed, rolling his eyes in annoyance at the fuss they were making. This only served to rile them up further, however. It seemed the tough, flippant, bad-boy yakuza persona is exactly what they wanted. They loved the way he gave them the cold shoulder.

     Nagito, on the other hand, was a different case entirely. He didn’t just ignore the girls, he made an obvious show of his disgust for them. He was practically snarling, nose scrunched up as he leaned away from the crowd of them. It wasn’t annoyance at their mewling and squawking, it was something far different. Something like pure revulsion mixed with condescension. But why? It didn’t really matter, as the girls clearly didn’t pick up on his cues, shooting rapid-fire questions his way and reaching out for his sleeves. You scoffed. It was so shallow of them to only like him for his looks and title of Ultimate he held. They knew nothing about him. 

     What he could do to them if they got them alone. How him could kill them in an instant, and even possibly enjoy that kill.

     While you were lost in the abhorrence of your thoughts, Nagito’s eyes had honed in on you, noticed that you were wearing the same uniform as him, and promptly glided over in front of you.

     “Why, hello there!” Komaeda stopped right in front of you. You took a startled step back, but he grasped your hand, preventing you from moving any further away. You did everything you could to repress your fear and repugnance, but your hand still shook slightly in his cold, dead one, and you were sure he could tell. He giggled, obviously enamored with your very presence. “I don’t believe I've seen you before, but you must be in the Main Course as well! What’s your name, if I might ask? You don’t have to tell me if you don’t wanna...” Nagito grinned widely, flashing a set of pearly white teeth. The girls swooned beside you. It seemed you were the only one afraid of what those teeth could do. He was deceivingly beautiful on the outside: tall, pale, doe-eyed, and dangerous. His Class B ranking put him just below the most dangerous of vampires, the elite, the royal clans.

     “(Y-Y/N). It’s my first day.” Your voice shook as you jerked your hand away roughly. It was hard to feel confident without your weapons on you, knowing there was nothing you could do to defend yourself here. Damn you, Kirigiri.

      Your father would be enraged if he knew you had just touched a vampire’s hand so casually. Nagito frowned slightly. He could sense it, the way you didn't trust him, the way you didn't like him down deep inside. He knew you knew something you shouldn't, knew more than the other humans attending Hope’s Peak, and he didn't like it. His brow furrowed in a display of frustration, but that quickly melted away, and he smiled kindly, eyes crinkling at the corners. He would figure out what made you special, even among the Ultimates he revered so passionately. Something was off, and it would kill him if he didn’t figure out why.

     “Well, (Y/N)” He leaned down to your height, his face inches from yours, breathing deeply. Almost as soon as he’d inhaled, he snapped back up, his spine stiff and straight. “Oh!” A look of almost painful surprise and confusion crossed his countenance.

     “What?” You panicked, looking him up and down.

     “Oh, uh, nothing… you smell really good, heh. Sorry, I probably shouldn’t have said that. That’s weird, huh? Wow, I’m really the worst...” he chuckled awkwardly, his hand rubbing the back of his neck in a display of innocence. Your mouth hung open, appalled. How could he be so bold about his nature in public? You knew exactly what he was smelling. The hair on your arms and the back of your neck stood up in fear and vexation. Your reaction told him all he needed to know, and in that instant, he decided he wanted to know more. Nagito was the obsessive type, and you were going to be his new fixation. Why did you know? Who told you of his... condition? “Anyway, welcome to Hope’s Peak Academy. I hope I have the honor of seeing you again.” You could hear the wave of extreme jealousy behind you. The heat of anger and envy for you was thick in the air.

     “Enough, Komaeda, ya big creep…” the small but feisty boy cleared his throat before continuing.  “C’mon, if you wanna have time for lunch it’s now or never!” You sighed in relief. Fuyuhiko placed his hand on Nagito's shoulder, pulling him gently away from you. 

     “Sorry, sorry!” Nagito offered a warm smile to his shorter friend. “I’m coming! I apologize, Fuyuhiko” He turned to you,“See you in class, (Y/N)” He simpered, and continued to trail along behind his friend.

     Not if you had anything to say about it…

     You were going to avoid that boy like the plague. Just because you couldn’t kill him, doesn’t mean you had to be best friends.

[dr-hope-inc]

Hi! This blog is run by 2 admins

Mod Sock (they/them)

And

Mod Ice (she/her)

Small disclaimer we did change Teruteru's cahrcter cause we don't rlly like him being a massive perv

Here's a few basic rules for this blog:

1. No nsfw/ 18+ asks

2. M!A is allowed just not too crazy

Open for asks:

Akane Owari

Byakuya Togami

Twogami

Chiaki Nanami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Hajime Hinata

Hiyoko Saionji

Ibuki Mioda

Kazuichi Souda

Mahiru Koizumi

Makoto Naegi

Mikan Tsumiki

Nagito Komaeda

Natsumi Kuzuryu

Nekomaru Nidai

Peko Pekoyama

Sonia Nevermind

Teruteru Hanamura

Kyotaka Ishimaru

Chihiro Fujisaki

Leon Kuwata

Yasuhiro Hagakure

[koiyyo]

DR1 “modern” MC server HCS!

thx for the ask anon :) this is (one of) the most chaotic things we’ve written but thanks for the prompt because the universe needs more chaos u know (and more minecraft) - mod irusu

ALSO ILL POST THE OTHER GAMES IN LIKE .3 SECONDSD I DONT LIKE BIG BOY POSTS (this is DR1) AND TO THE ANON I PROMISE WERE PROFESSIONAL THE ASK GOT DELETED BY ACCIDENT - mod corn

-by mod irusu, mod cass, mod dragon, mod corn, mod chie and mod kiwi

makoto - “guys we have to go vegan” - started an alliance with kyoko, byakuya, toko and komaru - they don’t kill people they just leave gifts uwu - is to scared to go mining - when he does go mining he finds diamonds within 10 minutes it’s terrifying   - just vibes and decorates the house - named a dog byakuya and gave it to toko to make her happy - toko appreciates

komaru - accidentally hits her dog - cries - has made it her goal to get every flower - so close!! - settles in a flower forest and sees gonta frequently   - they vibe together and find bees - baby talks to her animals

kyoko - tries to strategize ways to get diamonds faster - makoto and nagito ruin that whole idea - found the end portal like 30 minutes in with shuichi - has a whole villager dungeon - results in really good enchantment books - when peoples items get stolen, she pulls a sherlock holmes - has gotten tons of good items as payment

byakuya - literally sucks at minecraft - renews the server monthly cause makoto begged him to - pays others to get him stuff - has literally bought a whole set of diamond armor from nagito with real money - is a nomad because toko hunts him down - steals gold from celeste and makes gold pictures of himself - has a diamond throne - forces toko to fucking throw herself into lava

hiro - “welcome to my how to get high in minecraft tutorial” - claims minecarts go to fast - even if they’re not moving - lives his life as a hermit in the mountain - tho he likes to go around like a merchant giving fortunes - gets paid an emerald, “in the future.. i see u being broke…”

hina - has multiple autofarms   - will eat even if her hunger bar is down only one (1) - convinced sakura to build a martial arts stadium - likes sailing the ocean - attempted to swim across the mc world - gave up midway through cause her hands got tired

toko - antagonizes byakuya daily - leaves him books in all of his chests - when she’s not horny on main she likes hunting flowers with komaru - had to help komaru after she tried making friends with an enderman - has built a library - fills it with chests of her own books - the back has NSFW books,,, komaru will never know - forcefully puts cakes infront of byakuya’s house

sayaka - has pixel art maps of herself all over her house - they have karaoke night on calls - tries to do choreography   - it’s just her walking side to side bless - prob has skins made after her,, uses them - shift unshift shift unshift shift unshift - always goes to ibuki's music venue

leon - has 50 bows for some reason? where’d he get them? nobody knows. - god at snowball fights - lots of papers that are renamed to “autograph by leon” - throws them at people - makes a mansion in mc cause he cant afford one irl

chihiro - co-owns the server with chiaki - has admin commands - probably abuses them - doesn't cheat things in, just uses /smite on kokichi - probably tps people if they ask - has to assist kaede in helping new players cause hes a pro   - in his freetime he makes mods for mc,, server doesn’t know this

mondo - probably a koser - taka stops him from kosing most of the time - has a minecart that he calls his motorcycle   - denies it, but he thinks the cockatiels are cute - has a gang of them now dedicated to his biker group - lives with taka and chihiro

taka - his lifelong goal is to find kokichi and put him in jail for breaking the laws of minecraft by burning down people’s houses - tried to enforce rules on the server - tried to make being horny a crime because of miu - cries cause he can’t catch them all - made a funky jail doe - “STOP! you violated the law. pay the court a fine or serve your sentence. your  stolen goods are now forfeit” - people just leave as he types this out

hifumi - tried to make a build of a vagina but taka stopped him - copies pixel art and puts big titty anime gfs in the world, scattered around randomly, taka had to convince chihiro to ban him, but he refused - does celeste’s dirty work, like getting materials - works out more in mc than irl tbh - has an anime girl skin o god o fuck - tried to add his fanfictions to toko’s library once, got his ass beat - probably uses x-ray texture pack

celeste - honestly just vibes - has a bucket of lava on her incase hifumi tries to interact with her - lives in the nether - has like 3 sets of netherite armour, will beat your ass - “its my aesthetic” - double wields two enchanted netherite swords - shares her tools with kyoko - has made pixel art of victorian paintings - maps them, hangs them around the house

sakura - hina’s bodyguard - sails with her across the sea - has one of the highest kill counts - owner of the martial arts stadium - everyone fights with sticks - sakura is still somehow on top,, - “i don’t need armor im buff” - tried to fight the ender dragon head on,, nearly won - enjoys spending time in her backyard garden

mukuro - tried to convince chiaki and chihiro to put a gun mod on - they refused, almost shot a bitch - unironically listens to hunger games by bajan canadian - “if i can’t have my guns chiaki can't have her house” - got arrested by taka for arson - opts for a crossbow instead - people have to tell her no, it’s not battle royale, just thrive - ‘mukuro is using aimbot’ ‘no im NOT WHAT THE FUCK DO Y-’

junko - spends 20 minutes getting a minecraft skin just to go find another one - changes her skins as fast as her personalities - barely on the server because of this - house is trapped constantly because nobody likes her - therefore she traps other people’s houses - always has a sign saying “it’s punishment time” in front of said traps - constantly stealing so they “feel despair” - always on instagram live streaming her antics - the only person’s house she hasn’t trapped is kokichi’s because she honestly has no fucking clue where he lives i hope these are to ur liking!!! literally all the mods went feral AJKGJKA also ty for taking the time to send a request it made all our hearts uwu - mod corn

[nagitolovemotel]

i am so sorry i am half alseep

Did Admin 1 just call me Uncovering?

[linuxmints-archive]

warning post regarding tumblr users vasoconstriction and 2ruru

TW: non-con mention, lolicon mention, ncov mention.

i currently mod over on a discord server that user marko (vasoconstriction) was briefly apart of, and liam (2ruru) who joined but was subsequently banned the same day, along with marko.

this is not specifically a callout post, moreso a warning post because marko is incredibly hypocritical and the people hes friends with are worrying.

preface

marko had said he was allowed to joke about a minor because he was almost their age (15 vs 18), stated he was excited about ncov and the subsequent crashing of the stock market (this is more towards a post he reblogged post-banning) and says he hates lolicon but follows a friend who posts borderline lolicon; (UPDATE 4/8 — posted an image from a lolicon visual novel) and has posted naked, presumed underage, anime girls.

minor joking

i will admit when i found a screenshot of the "hamilton miku binder" user i posted it to make fun of, until i realized that op was a minor. as an adult i do not feel right making fun of minors so i deleted the message and said i did not want to continue joking. another user, 18, said they were also not comfortable joking about a minor so the conversation was ended. marko then came on maybe 2 or so hours later.

screenshots from 03/09/2020

stating at 18 years old hes allowed to make fun of a 15 year old. while this isnt the worst of the interactions, it shows markos character; where hes looking to actively make fun of a minors mistakes.

komaeda mouse pad

screenshots from 3/10/2020

for further context: nagito komaeda is cited to be in his early twenties for only a minor portion of the game, danganronpa 2: goodbye despair. his neo world avatar, which is the ingame simulation that takes up almost the entirety of dr2, is at best 16 or 17 years old, and that is who we see a majority of the time.

additionally, another mod took the liberty of looking up the mousepad in question, and it does in fact depict his teen self.

ncov

our server has a sensitive topics channel which users can opt into. these were posted in said channel. at the time i kept it muted so these are not my screenshots, but another users.

while everyone is anxious about ncov and openly post their anxities and fears, marko enters the chat and states this 

screenshot from 03/12/2020

marko states hes feeding off this chaos. while this is alarming, i wasnt entirely surprised considering his political leaning.

but its funny when you realize marko reblogged this just recently

screenshot from 04/01/2020

marko made it seemed like he was excited for people to die in his messages but this one shows another side.

friends + 2ruru

marko has two friends. tumblr user liam 2ruru and another named rami.

on 03/12/2020 marko asked if he could invite his friends. the admin, K (who asked to be censored in the screenshots) agreed and two people were added to the server.

rami was immediately banned due to their killing stalking icon. pretty much everyone was upset over the fact this person was basically promoting a story where rape, abuse and homophobia are glorified. stating this because K asked marko first about the icon and he replied he knew nothing about it, which is odd considering these are his friends. you tend to know whats going on with your friends, especially if they happen to be apart of a disgusting series like killing stalking.

we were very much on edge at this point, and in our moderator exclusive channels, decided to view liams blog 2ruru, which he publically posted in the introduction

screenshot is relevant to only connect names and accounts

we found some posts which made us very uncomfortable in our moderation channels. our admin sent a message to liam.

screenshot from 03/12/20

nekopara is a nsfw visual novel involving catgirls who are "1 year (or younger) in "cat years""

here is rule 4 of our server

blog content + 2ruru

as of 04/03/2020 marko has reblogged an image of two naked anime girls on a teeshirt as "aesthetic" while odd, its the fact that these girls do not look like adults and its interesting because marko states in his BYF

screenshot from 04/08/2020

no pedo/map, which SHOULD also cover lolicon. along with the fetishize gay love and gay sex, while markos "friend" rami had a killing stalking icon, which is promotes rape and abuse between two men.

what prompted me to finish this post is the fact that of 04/08/20, liam had reblogged a screenshot from a visual novel. while that isnt very weird in animecore, its the fact the main girl on the screen does not look of age and also does not look fully clothed.

while you cannot know the source of everything ever, it took me 30 seconds to reverse image search and find the source material. which is a visual novel called "sleeping sister" and whole story is about a brother who touches his adoptive sister while she sleeps. if it took me 30 seconds to find the source, itll take you 30 seconds to make sure youre not reblogging awful content.

as no pedos/maps should cover lolicon, it's interesting markos friend liam posts such stuff and marko continues to follow him.

as stated this is a hesitant callout post because while none of these are extreme acts, its very unnerving to see how hypocritical these two are.

UPDATE 05/03/2020:

liam 2ruru is still posting lolicon. in fact, he changed his theme on desktop, making his sidebar image a picture which was previously brought up in the discussion to ban him.

The full image, which he previously reblogged, is linked below. Viewer discretion advised.

(link) (archived link)

apologies for the messy edit

[askultimateluckytrash]

Nagito and Admin ily both so so muuuch!!! I know it may sound weird but you’ve both been a huge inspiration for me! So much so that I began making danganronpa ocs in hopes that I could like interact with you and junk cuz I love this blog so much hehe! I’m sooo glad I found this blog, don’t late the haters get you down! Probably shouldn’t have sent this too you while you’re drunk, but I just wanted too say you’re the best!!!

“Awwww, thank you! That’s so so so nice of you. You all are waaaay too nice to me, way more than I deserve. I’d love to interact with you, and all of your characters, and meet new people, ‘cause it’s getting so empty and lonely in here, y’know? There’s hardly anybody around. Everybody’s always leaving. I love seeing people make new blogs and join the community, cause it’s lots of fun here, but only if there’s other people around. I’m glad that you found my blog too and I’m glad I could give you some hope! And I’m noooot drunk, I’m just a little tipsy, that’s all. I’ve barely had anything to drink at all. Shhhh...”

Drunk: 1/15

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Sans Cheats on Komaeda and Kakyoin is Lost

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3swQDcj

by G0re

Sans cheats on Komaeda with Dan Schneider and Baldi. Also Kakyoin doesn’t know where he is.

Words: 366, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game), Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, dan Schneider - Fandom, Baldi's Basics (Video Game), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sans (Undertale), Baldi (Baldi's Basics), Komaeda Nagito, Dan Schneider, Kakyoin Noriaki

Relationships: Komaeda Nagito/Sans (Undertale), Dan Schneider/Sans, Baldi (Baldi's Basics)/Sans (Undertale), Dan Schneider/baldi

Additional Tags: Cheating, Smut, Foot Fetish, nose, Murder, Decapitation, Weird, plz wtf is this, Revenge Sex, Scat, ??? kinda, Gore, discord admin, rawr, meow

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3swQDcj

[nagitolovemotel]

i bet admin 8 claps when the plane lands

[crackimagines]

Admin Makoto’s thoughts - Characters

Is it me, or does everyone kinda resort to the same characters being used in the DRimagines community?

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t here to call out anyone who likes these characters, or anyone who’s put a request FOR these characters, I can definitely see the appeal. But, idk it kinda feels like we never see a lot of these folk, and we ALWAYS see the same people, like Hajime, Nagito, Kokichi, etc.  the ones below are just an example of people that are really hard to find in requests/haven’t been used in any at all. 

There are SEVERAL more, like Nekomaru, Hagakure, etc, that are never used for anything, and the ones above are like rare to come by nowadays, but I have no problem with those characters myself.

Plus, yeah I can see 2′s cast way more popular than 1′s and to be fair, I prefer 2 over 1 myself. That doesn’t mean I’m gonna say “OH STOP USING CHARACTERS LIKE HAJIME AND NAGITO IN MUH REQUESTS,” you can still put them in, and I won’t mind, not in the slightest! I guess...Idk, maybe it’d be nice to seem some different folk like Chihiro to spruce things up a bit????  ...Uh, honestly I have no clue where I was going with this. Like I said, not here to judge, just kinda wanting to put some thoughts out there.

shit this sounds like i’m mad doesn’t it?

Anyways, I’d always like to hear feedback from you guys, so if you guys wanna respond how you feel, just lemme know. I might do more of these in the future, most likely to get feedback on your guys thought’s really, or if I have something I might wanna chat about.

[nlm-wikipedia]

What is Nagito Love Motel?

Many times shortened to just NLM, @nagitolovemotel is a blog seemingly inspired by @/komaedalovemail, with it having a similar username and versions of the popular video game character Nagito Komaeda running the blog. It’s first post was made on May 28th, 2022. It is run by a group of characters referred to as Admins and as of now, there currently are 6. The Admins running NLM are Admin 1, Admin 2 (Beb), Admin 3 (Nameless), Admin 4 (Gato), Admin 5 (Milk), Admin 6 (Meww), Admin 7 (Bee), Admin 8 (Cringemaeda), Admin 9 (Sleepymaeda/Opal), and Admin 10(Flip).

[m-y-fandoms]

Vampire Nagito Komaeda x Ultimate Monster Hunter reader - Part 2 (Supernatural AU)

Part 1 

WARNINGS: Blood Drinking, Vampire Bites

Please excuse any grammar mistakes. I think I got most but I edited this at 5 A.M. ... I will go back over it and scan for errors soon.

- Admin Kokichi

     Hours passed since your unfortunate encounter, and your heart and mind had finally shaken off the creeps. After finishing your little self-guided tour of campus, you headed to the Main Course dorms to find your room. Your luggage was arranged to come later that evening, but you wanted to see the dorms for yourself now with little else to do. 

      Once you shut the door, the warmth of the sunlight gave way to a wave of the best air conditioning money could buy. The place looked very clean and tidy, with nothing out of place save for a few displaced balls and plastic cups atop a pool table and what appeared to be forgotten lecture notes on a shelf above a central fireplace. This must be the common area, a lounge for the most deserving students in the world!

     Behind the fireplace on either side were two sets of pretentious-looking stairs that led up to what you assumed were the actual dorm rooms. You searched your pocket for your student key card. You flipped it around over and over again in your hand, searching.

     “What?” You weren’t going crazy, were you? Neither floor nor room number were indicated on your card. You pulled your phone out, quickly sifting through emails and texts. Nope. Nowhere, at any point, had the housing department told you exactly what room was yours. Way to drop the ball, Kirigiri… you sighed, finding this situation both a bit humorous and exasperating considering the status of the school.

     Well, you were a last minute transfer. There were bound to be slip-ups.

     Sighing, you resigned to sit, relax for a few minutes, then call the housing department, or simply walk over to the main office building if it was still open.

      "Maybe I'll just..." you decided you'd earned the two minute break and walked leisurely over to one of the beige leather seats. Sitting, you set your chin into your hand propped up by your elbow on the arm of the chair, and began to think of how much you missed your tools. School regulations didn’t allow poisons, crossbows, guns and silver bullets inside the dorms... for obvious reasons. Even students of the blade or other offensive disciplines had to keep all sharp and lethal objects in their practice rooms and out of the dorms (not that all of them followed these rules). Students were allowed to customize and adjust their uniforms according to their talent, but you couldn’t even do that, what with all of the tools of your trade being lethal or unexplainable to the ignorant masses.

     It felt weird, not having a wooden stake strapped to your ankle, not having wolfsbane hidden away in a compartment on your belt. You felt out of place, without knives and rune-inlaid whips hidden on your person... uncomfortable. This school really wasn’t for you.

     "Ah, it’s you!" A voice came from behind.

     "Huh?" You gasped, flying up from your seat, thoroughly startled. Your knee banged off of the coffee table in front of it, leaving you feeling like an absolute buffoon. Your hand instantly flew to your leg, and you hissed softly in pain.

     “Whoops! Didn’t mean to startle you, sorry!”

     Your eyes followed the voice all the way up the stairs to its owner. Nagito was scrambling down the stairs toward you apologetically, feeling responsible for your blunder. He reached his hands out as of to offer you his aid, but froze upon seeing you take a step backward. He stopped directly in front of you, clearing his throat before continuing.

     “What are you doing here? You don’t have to start classes yet?” You stared into his eyes, and a tremble ran up your spine. The greenish-grey, glistening spheres appeared icy and far away. “Well?" When you didn't respond, he spoke up again.

     "I uh... um..."

     "You have a way with words, I see, just like when we met earlier today." He teased, laughing warmly. He had one of those genuine smiles, where the eyes exude friendliness just as much as the mouth, and their misty shine entranced you deeply. He laughed again, a bit awkwardly as you merely gawked at him. A light blush formed on his cheeks and he swept some of his cloud-like hair away from his forehead. He held the eye contact, though, searching your mind for something, anything to tell him more about you. You felt a stinging begin, like a migraine forming in the depths of your brain.

      You shook your head roughly, tearing your eyes away from his gaze. How could you have fallen for that one? 

     Vampires could very easily compel the mortal mind, put one in a mind-hazing trance with direct eye contact alone. Being the offspring of one of the best hunters ever born, you were trained to notice when the bloodsuckers made their attempts to ensnare your mind or read it like a book. That headache was your warning sign, the last defense of a disciplined mind, but it shouldn’t have even of gotten that far. 

     You were slipping… why did this vampire feel… different?

     More importantly, you forced your mind to change the subject, how long had he been trancing other students? Was he doing this on purpose? Some vampires simply forgot their own strengths at times. Did Kirigiri know? Is this dangerous creature simply going around unchecked... doing whatever the hell he likes?!

     He coughed, his eyebrows furrowing with a sudden seriousness. He’d been searching your mind, looking around desperately for a clue, a story, a hint, and just as soon as he thought he’d found an interesting page to start reading, the book was snapped close in front of him. He was pushed out in an effort that seemed practiced, skillful. You saw the discontent lining his features, and decided you needed you stop this. You two needed to be on the same page, before he tried anything else on you; something stupid, or more bold. You couldn’t keep up this charade any longer. You had a feeling he was feeling the same way.

     "Stop that.” You spoke sternly, concisely, confidently. He needed to know not to try that shit again, that you would not simply be prey like others, not mentally nor physically. His mouth formed a smirk, one of relief and something like acknowledging the other player in a game.

     “Ahh~ so I see that I was correct after all. Are we done playing pretend now? Awww, I was actually having a lot of fun! It was quite stimulating, actually.” He frowned, pouting like a child called home at dusk after playing outside all day.

     “I’m afraid so. Sorry to disappoint you,” you crossed your arms over your chest defiantly,” and I don’t appreciate my mind being picked and prodded at. That’s extremely disrespectful, you know? That’s none of your business. If you’re doing that to people on the regular around campus, I will inform the headmaster.” You held a finger out, poking his chest firmly and with aplomb, and he only smiled in response, finding this attempt to intimidate him rather adorable. He held in a giggle behind his hand, not wanting to anger you. “Am I amusing to you?” You threw him a cross look, and he held his hands up in surrender.

     “No, of course not! I was just thinking, well... how do you know? About me, I mean?”

     You face went blank. You weren’t expecting this question, though you probably should have been. There was no possible way to answer this honestly. What were you supposed to say? The headmaster forbade you from telling anyone of your true talent. Disregarding that point, what would this vampire do to you once he found out you were one of those sworn to kill his kind? You didn’t have any means of defending yourself at present. You couldn’t outrun him, or fight back with raw strength. He couldn’t do anything right? He wouldn’t… if he were that brash, there’s no way Kirigiri would’ve let him enroll here in the first place. He has to be on excellent behavior to attend Hope’s Peak, right?

     You blinked once, twice. He was waiting for a response, staring patiently. You needed a response, and quickly.

     “W-what are you doing here?” Nice. Perfect.

     “Huh?” His head tilted, taken aback by the curveball you threw his way.

     “W-well you asked what I’m doing here, and you’re right, if I were starting classes today, I would be in one right now. We have the same core classes outside of the individualized training of our talent specialization. I saw the class rosters and schedules! I know you should be in class right now as well!” You were getting louder with every word, feeling very cornered and vulnerable at the moment. If you had just even one weapon on you… just one…

     “Well, uh…” now you had him. You smirked, feeling pretty clever at the moment. “I forgot my books... just my luck haha,” he countered, “So I came back to my room to get them!”

     “Then where are they?” And sure enough, he had nothing on him but the clothes on his back.

     “Hmm… well I came through the second floor entrance,” he gestured over his back “...and I was about to head to my room but I got uhhh… distracted I guess you could say. I really am hopeless.” There was that big, dumb, goofy grin again. Your mind took a second, but then it clicked.

     “...You smelled me…” you spoke slowly, cautiously.

      “Uh… I guess yeah. You could say that. Well that’s exactly what happened, really. I suppose I am glad we ended our little farce! Would’ve been hard to explain that one...” his index finger reached up, scratching at the side of his mouth pensively.

     “You really are a creep!”

     “Yeah, I’m the worst, I know...” Why was he smiling while saying this? “I’m sorry, again. Usually, it’s not like this. Of course I admire our talented peers and am drawn to them as they are pinnacles of hope and the building blocks of the future, but...” he pantomimed through the air grandly, “ I am very conditioned to the human scent. It doesn’t usually alert me nowadays. I dunno… guess the... tantalizing smell of a particularly interesting human was enough to… stir me.” He smirked almost tauntingly. Your eyes widened, but narrowed again immediately. You would not show him weakness. 

     “Stop that.” You scowled.

     “Apologies, (Y/N). Just speaking my mind. I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I’m just sort of a disgusting waste of space.” Your scowl melted into a sort of sympathetic frown despite yourself. Did he really mean that? Why would he say that about himself? Vampires were usually more vain on the spectrum of supernatural beings. “I just hold Main Course students in really high esteem, and you’re no exception... actually, far from it. Ever since I met you this morning, you’ve been on my mind more then most mortals… strange...” he seemed lost in his own little world. What? What the hell was going on in his crazy little head? The silence caught his attention, and he seemed to remember you were there as well, looking into your eyes again. He caught himself, making sure to not to make such direct eye contact with you. When he was in these weird moods, he never could quite control his more passive abilities and instincts. “Anyway... yeah, it’s unfortunate that I’m going to be missing part of class now… not that I don’t enjoy the pleasant surprise! I knew there was something special about you right off the bat!" Would he still think that after he knew your true calling? You looked to your right, thankful for the large staircase to escape to. He was giving you unsettling vibes once again. 

     Supernatural beings were known to imprint easily on mortals. Some saw them as beautiful, perplexing, ethereal in their impermanence. Some killed and ate them just because devouring humans, or torturing them until the panicked aura of their tiny, weak souls radiated around the room and feeling that temporary fragility, that adrenaline, was the only way they themselves could feel human. This urge to feel close to humanity was only doubled, dangerously so, in supernaturals who were once human themselves. It was an insatiable need to return to that normalcy, that frailty. 

     Swiftly, you scampered over to the bottom step to put some distance between you and the increasingly imposing immortal before you.

     "Ah, I see. Well, anyway, thanks I suppose. I uh..." you grinned clumsily. “I was just looking for my room, albeit unsuccessfully. You can go ahead and get your books now! I don’t want to hold you up any longer!”

      "I can help! It’s no big deal. The way they get students moved in here can sometimes be confusing. Actually, they put your room number on the student portal, not your card or paperwork, heh! And they don’t even tell you, leave you to find out yourself!” He pulled a large, black rectangle from his pocket, crossing the distance to wave it in front of you like a treat.

     What the...? You patted down your shirt and bottoms alike.

     “Is that my phone? How the hell-?!”

     “Ah, yeah, sorry about that! I swiped it from you when I first came downstairs! I thought it’d help me get to know you better, had you not been willing to divulge the knowledge you have of my kind’s existence.” Once again he was calm, cool and casual whilst in the midst of saying such unusual words. What was this guy’s deal? “Here, you can have it back!”

     “Yeah, I should hope so!” You reached out to snatch your phone from his hand, and it was like time froze.

     The moment your fingertips touched his own in the exchange, your indignant eyes met his, and saw something feral flicker in them. The phone switched hands, and a spark of sorts traveled through your skin and into his. As you pulled back, his hand shot out, taking a tight grip around your wrist.

     Your cheeks warmed up, at once flustered when the atmosphere changed drastically. Your eyes dilated in panic and his lips moved forward, resting upon your hand. He seemed to tense up, a rigidness taking up his entire body. His closed eyes opened wide to match your own and he inhaled deeply of the skin of your knuckles. You pulled away quickly, spooked.

     "S-something wrong? Why are you so weird? I’ve never met any of your kind quite like you." You rubbed your hand curiously.

     “So, you’ve met others?” It was clear he was trying to hold back something deep inside of him that begged to crawl out, his eye twitching slightly.

     “Answer my question.”

     "No, of course not... you just smell... nice, as I said before." He looked away from you, hand extending to guide you upstairs and in the right direction, but your brain was telling you not to go anywhere with him in tow.

     “I- I can find my way myself, but thanks!” You began logging into the Hope’s Peak student portal through your phone’s browser, and quickly looking through your profile to find your room code and number.

     “I insist!” He followed you up the stairs, trailing after your scent like a starved hound. Why couldn't he just get lost? Your thoughts raced anxiously. If you’d had your equipment on you, he would’ve been long dead. He was exhausting, and he didn't feel… safe. “Found it?” he inquired over your shoulder. As you reached the top of the steps, you began to feel your blood boil, but you knew not the true cause of this involuntary reaction.

     Your last little exchange left you feeling foolish and naive. How could you have let a vampire get that close? Why would you let him indulge in the scent of you knowing how easy it was for them to take advantage of humans? You were royally pissed off, and looking for a way to expel that rage, to hurt someone or something the way you were hurting inside.

     “I know you’re a vampire because I kill them. My whole family does. It’s essential to be able to identify one in my line of work. I’d be a pretty shitty hunter if I couldn’t do even that, and you aren’t exactly good at hiding it.” You found your door, swiping your keycard into the extremely sleek, high-tech lock system, and forcing it open a bit too harshly. The frustration you tried to hide in your voice was evident in your actions. Nagito halted, stilled stiff by your suddenly bitter words.

     “Ah,” he cleared his throat, also hiding emotions of his own, “The Ultimate Hunter... it makes sense now.” He recalled seeing your title along with your name on his own school portal. How did he miss that one?

     “Yeah, so maybe you should get lost.” Heartlessly, you began to close the door on him, now fully inside the spacey room that was bare save for a luxurious bed and some basic, modern furniture. “Hn?” A soft gasp left your throat when a polished shoe wedged itself inside the door, stopping you. You looked up, your body filling the crack in the door, and met Nagito’s eyes. There was that far away look again. His eyes were cloudy, tameless, wild.

     “Why must you be so harsh?” His eyes bore into your own now, all inflection and kindness gone from his tone. “I understand you must hate my kind, and now I can appreciate why you reacted so aversely to my voice, my touch, my presence before, but have I done anything to harm you?” You were beginning to get scared now, reaching instinctively for your belt and finding it absent from your pristine uniform.

     “I think you should leave. We obviously aren’t meant to be acquaintances.” You refused to let your voice shake. This might be a turning point, a critical moment. Vampires were never so dangerous as when they knew their prey was afraid.

     “It’s your turn to answer me, now~” Nagito forced himself in the doorway nonchalantly, approaching your slowly retreating form into the middle of your room. You backed away, with him meeting every step.

     “If you must know, you have offended me, yes. Trying to read my mind-”

     “An accident.”

     “Stealing my phone-”

     “A precaution.”

     “Smelling my blood like a pervert, twice!” He smirked.

     “A natural, harmless instinct.” 

     “Even so...” Your eyes were on his own, obviously not focused on his body, and he took this opportunity to reach down, grasping lightly at your hand once again.

     “Even so, what? Those are all petty misunderstandings. Ahhh~” his cold, pointed nose skimmed across the back of your hand once again as he brought it to his face. This time, when you tried to pull away, he held fast, and warning signals flashed in your mind. “Just as I thought! Your scent appeals to me so because you are a shining beacon of hope! I see it now! It’s all coming to me! You protect the world from those of my kind who would seek to destroy it! How wonderful!” His cheek bumped across your knuckles, and you failed once again to pull away.

     “N-Nagito. Stop. This is.... you must consider context. If we weren’t in school right now, if we were just on the street meeting like this-”

     “You wouldn’t do anything~ because I’m allied and protected~” He sung, his eyes twitching again, lids fluttering softly. Your heart dropped into your stomach. He was right. 

     You were trying to resist, but he was making it so damn hard. It shouldn’t be this hard. You found supernatural beings repulsive. Your father did as well. And his father did! They weren’t trustworthy. Their words were always the lies of a wolf in sheep’s clothing. They could charm and glamour weaker mortals with ease and enjoyed it! And you certainly were not a weaker mortal! You found joy in killing them... didn’t you?

     “What you’re doing now is-”

     “It’s strange, hah~ so strange~ I haven’t felt this inspired, this jittery about a mortal in such a long time... haha~ this excitement! I knew it! I knew you were special! You’re the true hope I’ve been looking for! The Ultimate of all Ultimates that will guide our classmates into their roles as the protectors and leaders that will inherit this earth!” He was manic now, inhaling deeply, raggedly onto your skin. One hand crushed your wrist into his own chest, the other held your hand so that it stayed splayed out flat for his access. There was something primal in his eyes. He was quickly becoming unstable. It was a perilous state so common to his kind, but yet it felt still so incredibly unique to Nagito himself, like it was not his immortality but his own character that caused this sudden shift in behavior.

     “Nagito! You sound like a lunatic! Let go, you’re hurting me!” Tears threatened to fall from your eyes. You were strong, usually able to ignore some measure of physical pain, but the way his fingers dug into your wrist coupled with the consternation you felt at the situation set your nerves aflame. Once again you reached instinctively for a weapon or poison you did not have.

     “Am I? I’m sorry. It’s just... I wonder...” You didn’t like where this was going at all. His chest shook with arousal , a bit of drool dripping from the fangs now on display in his mouth, which hung open in his state of reverie. “I wonder what this this hope tastes like... this pure, concentrated source of unbridled hope!” His voice shook, and you pushed at his chest with your free hand. He didn’t budge an inch. It was like he didn’t even notice your actions. “I know I’m unworthy, that a piece of trash like me doesn’t deserve to taste you... but I feel like now that I’m this close, haha~ I can’t stop myself! Truly, truly it’s a grand misfortune that a talentless, meaningless, soulless abomination like myself even dares to take part in such a feast! But...” He lowered his lips to your wrist.

     “Nagito, stop! You can’t do this!” You began to kick and struggle, to scratch and tear at his clothes, to claw at any exposed skin, leaving marks across his cheek and arms. “If you do this, you’ll lose your protection!” His top lip pulled back, something like a snarl emanating from his throat. Clearly that approach wouldn’t work. “You’ll be expelled!” You tried the next deterrent on your mind. Wow, you must’ve been the worst Super High-School Level Monster Hunter in history. Day 1: fooled into a vampire’s clutches. His inhumanely sharp canines grazed the skin of your wrist, feeling your pulse race beneath the surface. He was entranced; there was no stopping this now. A human, without weapons, without enchantments or defenses, without repellants, bombs, herbs, poisons, silver, or means of healing, was no match for a supernatural being. “Please! Please, you- don’t do this!” a last effort. Why did you even try? These savages never sympathized with begging and pleading. They were killers. You were an imbecile to let your guard down around Komaeda for even a second.

     His fangs sunk deeply into your skin, piercing a vein. You yelped out in pain, pulling at his hair and tugging your wrist back, which only nestled his fangs in deeper. You whimpered, little rivulets of your vital fluid running out of his mouth and down to your elbow. He was moaning in delirium, enraptured in the sensation of your blood running down his throat. You wanted to yell, to scream for help, but something inside you was hesitant and holding you back. Something inside you didn’t want anyone to find out about this, to find you two like this.

     “Mmmh~” Nagito’s tongue swirled around the puncture wounds, his lips latched on like a leech. He drank freely, deeply, seemingly careless of how much blood he was taking. It’d been a long time since he’d felt the exhilaration of feeding from true prey. These days they had him on willing donors and blood bags. Nothing compared to the flavor of adrenaline and fear in the bloodstream, no matter how much he hated himself for indulging in it.

     “Naaagi-t-” You stumbled backwards a step, wishing so desperately that you weren’t such an obedient student, that you’d deemed it justified to slip a stake, a knife, anything under your shirt. Your punches, your willful attacks on his abdomen, and the kicks to his knees began to slow down. They were losing the fight behind them, and yet, you would not give up. “St-tt-oo-” He continued to slurp and suck at your wrist, taking no note of the way you slowly were slipping to your knees. 

     The corners of your vision began to cloud and darken. Your head was ringing, much like a time you’d been left concussed after one of your first hunts. This might as well have been one of your first encounters with the supernatural world, with how badly you’d blundered every step.

     Now on your knees, your head hanging limply down into your chest with your arm raised and pulled taut, trailing up to the vampire’s mouth, you felt yourself slipping. Finally, your vision began to fade for the last time, and you fell unconscious. The last thing your mind registered was the sound of Nagito sighing blissfully as he finally detached from your flesh, followed by the sound of frenzied laughter.

[nagitolovemotel]

i will make you a pfp my silly little arch nemeses

fun fact this blog was originally going to be more serious and i planned to state who i am but they found this blog before i could make a theme

[koiyyo]

SDR2 “modern” MC server HCS!

SDR2 part of mc 

-by mod irusu, mod cass, mod dragon, mod corn, mod chie and mod kiwi

hajime  - bad at minecraft  - accidentally punched mikan off a cliff once because he didn't know how to place a block  - constantly gets bullied by chiaki  - actually good at building houses  - just builds and vibes  - but ends up in taka’s jail a lot cause nagito blames him  - locked nagito in his basement

akane  - AGGRESSIVE  - can and will throw hands  - basically lives in teruteru’s house at this point because she keeps breaking in and stealing his shit  - tries to make her own farm but keeps trampling on it and then being like “what happened to my farm :(“  - challenges everyone she sees to a pvp battle in peko’s stadium

fuyuhiko  - “no i will not set my skin to boss baby you fucking cretin”  - tries to start a farm, is too impatient  - when he “dishonors” someone he jumps off a cliff in front of them  - travels around a lot to try and find rare biomes so he can profit  - ,,mostly does this so he can find a flower peko will like  - too complex. sticks with poppies  - gets way too angry when someone kills him. no talk he angy

sonia  - built a really extra castle  - has tons of guard dogs around her and the castle  - sucks at minecraft but she’s doing her best  - gets gundham to help her find animals  - “what is a ‘creeper’?”  - attempts to swear everytime she dies “goddamn it- all to hell!”  - gives her pets really fancy royal names, gundham helps her with the names

kazuichi  - obsessed with redstone  - has a redstone security system, and helps hina out with her autofarms  - literally equivalent to mumbo jumbo, probably better  - tried to move in with sonia multiple times  - got killed by gundham or sonia every time he tried  - is the main builder of the “train” station on the server  - it’s just so people can visit each other with minecarts

teruteru  - makes cakes a lot  - also makes dicks in front of people’s houses made out of obsidian  - people buy leather off of him because he has a lot for some reason  - only wears leather armor  - cuz hes a heathen  - ‘put’ a stripper pole in ibuki’s music venue, got adventure mode for a month and a long scolding from taka

imposter(byakuya)  - literally a cryptid  - nobody knows where he is  - online 24/7  - probably has a secret base thats like 80 blocks underground  - sometimes appears to either taunt real byakuya or vibe with him and then disappears again

mahiru  - has minecraft shaders on 24/7  - even though her computers on the brink of melting  - “this is so pretty!! just look at the sky and th-” “mahiru it’s a blocky video game please”  - freaked out because she couldn't figure out how to remove the gui to take a pretty screenshot  - lives with hiyoko and shares her stuff with her  - “hiyoko please stop burning the forests-“ “NEVER!!!”  - loves ocelots but they run away when she tries to take a screenshot  - takes aesthetic minecraft pictures  - these pictures get used without credit in clickbaity mc thumbnails

peko  - constantly wields two swords at the same time, she never unequips them unless she needs to build or mine  - runs assassin business with maki  - people hire her as a hitman  - made a pvp stadium and runs it  - fuyuhiko’s bodyguard  - probably has invis potions because of how stealthy she is  - really scary to turn around and see her user in the distance

ibuki  - collects all the music discs  - forces kazuichi to make those cool redstone note block machines for her  - rabid, absolutely feral  - owns like 25 parrots so she can see them all dance while the music plays  - made a music venue in the middle of the town, named it titty typhoon  - will kill someone when no one's expecting it. do not trust her she is feral  - “ARE Y’ALL READY” queue her spinning her mouse to make her character headbang

hiyoko  - targets mikan  - once tried to trap mikan’s base, was stopped by mahiru  - makes unholy levels of tnt, and hides them under mikans base  - she tried to make a cool redstone contraption to set it off but it never worked and mahiru found out and scolded her for the 10th time    - it suddenly set off and exploded everything in a 1 mile radius including them  - has three cockatiels and they have playdates with ibuki’s parrots  - she fake cries everytime she dies  - probably actual tears  - enjoys burning down villages and watching the villagers burn, unfortunately celeste got stuck in the village  - celeste threateningly screamed into the mic and hiyoko got so scared and left the game

mikan  - cries at basically everything in pvp  - audible “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” when she dies  - highkey a stalker of junko  - leaves weird ass presents in junko’s house even though shes never online  - gets harassed by hiyoko 24/7  - is good at making potions, makes mostly healing potions  - gets harrassed to make potions of harming and poison (probably by hiyoko)

nekomaru  - “good job guys!” “nekomaru we just got killed by the ender dragon please-“  - constantly says minecrap instead of minecraft  - screams  - probably has made it in funny stream fail videos  - has intense duels with akane in peko’s pvp stadium on the daily 

gundham  - massive animal farm  - refuses to kill any of his animals  - instead of attacking, he just lets his army of wolves kill.  - vegan, has a huge ass farm  - sells specifically bred horses to people  - will hunt u down if u kill a pet  - got angry over hiyoko burning down the forests, probably hired peko as an  assassin to kill hiyoko for it

nagito  - constantly stuck in webs while in mineshafts  - the kinda guy to mine diamonds when its above lava, manage to fall into it and die, then get a glitch that keeps his inventory after he dies??  - kinda just stares at hajime while playing and kills him while he’s not looking  - names everything he has hope and if hajime changes their names, he just kills the animal  - the guy who has an army of cats and yet kills them constantly.  - looses all of his dogs somehow

chiaki  - the unforgiving admin  - “chiaki please i went afk for 2 seconds and all of my dogs died and i died too wtf help pls”  - “that sucks”  - has the most materials because she has the patience to grind  - lives with hajime and nagito  - anytime someone dies she types f  - has every crafting recipe memorized  - can probably read minecraft enchantment table

epic gamer moment hope u enjoy - mod lapis