#drv3 oneshot

[haikyuubby]

Nauuuurrr, who requested Rantaro angst😭

we need some fluff mamaaa😫

girllll okay i gotchu, lemme include some other dgr characters though

𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐩𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬!

headcanons featuring: nagito, shuichi, kokichi, rantaro, and fuyuhiko!

❀ - fluff, gender neutral reader

sorry this was hella late, but this will be part 8 to my valentine’s series!

𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐨

♡:･ on valentine’s day, nagito goes all out.

♡:･ this means that he has a bunch of presents picked out for you, decorations all throughout the house, and various baked goods prepared for you.

♡:･ nagito just wants you to be happy, and that’s his only goal on valentine’s day!

♡:･ he’d tell you to not worry about getting him things, but would be very appreciative if you did anyways.

♡:･ nagito’s words of affirmation are stronger than ever on valentine’s day, making him act a bit corny, but nonetheless romantic.

𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

♡:･ shuichi gets so nervous that you won’t like the gifts that he picked out for you.

♡:･ he’d either get you a really expensive gift or one that’s really simple depending on how much he’s freaking out the month prior to valentine’s day.

♡:･ in his head, he doesn’t want to come off too strong and get you a necklace that costs like $300 in case you don’t like it.

♡:･ on the other hand, shuichi fears that if he just gets you the typical chocolates and a stuffed animal gift, that you may be unimpressed with him.

♡:･ either way, he still spends the day hooked to your hip, and with a nice dinner planned towards the end of the night.

𝐤𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

♡:･ kokichi pulls an insane prank acting like he forgot today was valentine’s day.

♡:･ secretly, he has a gift picked out for you, hidden under his bed.

♡:･ after kokichi spends the entire day acting like he doesn’t know it valentine’s day, he gives you your gift before you two go to bed.

♡:･ this still hurts though, since you spent your entire day thinking that kokichi forgot about you.

♡:･ after reassuring you that he didn’t forget and that the prank went too far, you two spent the rest of the night cuddling.

𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨

♡:･ rantaro has an eventful day planned for you two.

♡:･ it starts with bringing you breakfast in bed, and ends with a nice candlelit dinner at home.

♡:･ rantaro spends the day showering you in compliments and doing acts of service for you.

♡:･ in his mind, today is about you.

♡:･ he gets you a giant gift, which is a extremely nice piece of jewelry with some nice chocolates.

♡:･ whatever gift you get him, he’ll cherish it no matter what.

𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐨

♡:･ fuyuhiko goes crazy thinking about how to make valentine’s day special for you.

♡:･ even though he finds the holiday corny, he wants to make it special for you.

♡:･ fuyuhiko ends up going a bit crazy, having the house filled with romantic decorations.

♡:･ when you arrive to you very festive home, you tell him that you appreciate all the decorating he’s done for you, even if it’s a bit much…

♡:･ the gifts that fuyuhiko gifted you were even more over-the-top.

♡:･ he got you everything from jewelry to clothes, candies and more.

♡:･ fuyuhiko might seem like a tough guy, but you’re his soft spot.

[kotton-kandy953]

━ 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃

➛ yandere!bsd/dr oneshot/hc’s x fem!reader

a/n: I was thinking about doing something like this once I got to 200 followers but I my birthday was coming up so I decided to change it. reminder to check my rules before requesting!! (I’ve never done anything like this before so please bare with me) this is inspired by @/jadeoru’s 400 follower event.

You, being the best detective in your area, have been assigned the job to find and arrest a notorious serial killer; rumored only to murder for the one they’re madly in love with.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!

Now, to start everything off, you have 13 major suspects. Let’s begin with interrogating the one who raises the most suspicion in you.

aktugawa r, atsushi n, chuuya n, edgar p, fyodor d, hajime h, kokichi o, makoto n, nagito k, osamu d, ranpo e, rantaro a, shuichi s, sigma

What did he say was his alibi, or what he claimed to be doing whist the murder occurred?

reading a book at a library (oneshot)

eating dinner at a restaurant (headcannon)

And finally, what have you deduced is his motive? Why would you think he would commit murder?

jealousy (jealous!)

hatred (kidnapped!)

revenge (manipulative!)

lust (crush on character!)

rivalry (stalker!)

insanity (other yandere scenario)

please request your hc’s/one-shots by 1/31

reminder that I will only write for male!yandere x fem!reader for this event. I do not write for male!readers, smut, or female x readers.

usually, I will except requests (for hc’s) for multiple characters at once for a single post, but that’s not the case here.

requests complete: 2/3

[marana1]

Kokichi x Reader Suggestive Headcannons-

1. Teasing is foreplay to him- It's like tasting the 1st sip of his favorite soda Panta. "Mmm~ so tasty but not enough~".

2. Touchy in sneaky ways- Will touch you unexpectedly. "Oops i didnt mean to do that or did i?"

3. Big on reactions- Will whine extra loud or get super excited. "This is so awesome!"

4. Loves being in control- Well he is the king. "Do as youre told~, i'm your leader after all!"

5. Doesn't take it so seriously but still craves closeness- He acts like a tsundere. "You can't do that...ok just this once".

6. Prefers to be the one who loses control last- He's top or dom or both never really sub or bottom unless.."it really fun seeing you under me!"

7. His voice drops when he gets serious- He's not childish now and thats not a lie.

8. A pillow talk gremlin- Aftercare chatting. "That was fun wasnt it?..You wanna go for another one?"

9. Lies but not about how much he wants you- Will show you his vulnerable side. "Hey i know i'm a liar but not with you i promise.."

10. He pretends to be bold but blushes easily- Like he gets confident but then loses his composure. "Hah...what are you doing to me..?"

11. Clingy after intimacy- Will not let you go and tell you he loves you so much.

12. Talks during love making- Even if breathlessly, a moan or shouts "hey l-look..ngh..at me"

13. Secretly loves being topped- Acts like he's not bothered but then he craves or gets needy for your love.

14. Shower cuddles and matching pajamas after- Best aftercare lover is what he claims.

15. Insecure but loves you- Even if he doesnt love himself he always like you, like always.

(A/n: if you like my stories follow to keep in touch and share with others too, I also have Quotev and Wattpad.)

[dun9eons]

a/n: angie x fem reader peak im cooking once more

my carrd if u wnna know more abt me > dun9eons.carrd

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summary: angie x reader where both angie and reader accidentally take aphrodisiacs and decide to help each other out ^^

CW (18+): love bites, nipple play, fingering, cunnilingus, overstimulation, scissoring

words: 3.08k

Melatonin Lust

You were working at the infirmary, being the Ultimate Pharmacist, you were there every day. You would see the same people every day coming and collecting their daily medication. One of those people you saw daily was your closest friend, Angie. Gosh, the way she smiles, the way she's so enthusiastic every day makes you blush, of course, you gain a crush on her, being more desperate seeing her visit the infirmary.

"Hi S/O~! How are you?" She greeted, with her usual bubbly personality. 

"Hello Angie," You greeted, "just your usual medication?"

"Mhm!" She nodded, curling the sides of her lips to a bright smile.

You blushed a little at her smile, you found it adorable. "Okay.. Just give me a minute while I look for yours okay?" You said, now pacing to the back of the infirmary for her medication.

Before you even asked to get her medication, you prepped it the day you left before hometime, you cared about her a lot, you sorted through all the names from A-Z, thank goodness her name started with an A, so it was a quick find. Her little bag just had 2 pills, and she told you that Atua thinks she has a problem with sleeping, even without Atua, you could easily tell from her quite crazy energy she gives off, not being able to have a break, so you can tell she needs them.

You took the little ziplock, as you walked back to the front counter, Angie sitting on one of the benches. You call out to her, her head turns as she stands up from the bench and walks towards the front. You hand her the little ziplock bag of her medication, she takes it, waves goodbye, and leaves.

You felt a little sad seeing her leave, but you widen your eyes slightly, seeing Angie turn back around and walk toward you. You start feeling a bit worried, why was she coming back? Did you do something wrong? But as she approached closer, she finally spoke.

"Oh S/O! Since you're already here, why don't you take a break and come by my art studio? I would love to show you around!"

You blushed a light pink from her request, you know you couldn't just leave your stand right now, the other people needed you, but since you have such a crush on her, you reluctantly agreed. "Yeah, sure..!"

"Great~!" She smiled along with a giggle, she then grabbed your arm and started dragging you towards her art studio, definitely struggling along the way..

After what felt like ages of her just dragging you, you both finally stand at the front of her art studio's door, she opens the door. Not even the whole room is shown, just the little view you get from the front of her door, you see a lot of art in all different shapes and sizes, and you stare in awe.

"Come on in~!" She says, walking in her studio, and you follow suit.

You walk around, your head turning to each side to admire each artwork, Angie explaining that Atua gave her the encouragement and talent to create such art. 

"Wow Angie.. This art is amazing!" You praised, as you eventually laid your eyes on a specific artwork of hers, a self-portrait, Angie notices and explains how it's pretty basic compared to her other artworks. You don't even listen, you just admire her self-portrait of.. Her. You can't help but just think of how beautiful she is, you're thankful to have a friend like her, a crush on her, anything.

"Oh S/OOOO.." She whispered in your ear.

You get startled by her breath hitting your ear, finally snapping out of your gaze. "U-Uhm, yes Angie?" You asked, still a bit startled.

"We should head into my room, we can braid each other's hair, and I can maybe teach you some spiritual rituals about Atua!" She said excitedly, hoping that you'll accept her request.

"Sure!" you said excitingly, or maybe even way too excited, any who, she giggled with joy from your acceptance as she led you to her bedroom.

You numbingly look in awe once again, at the entrance and aesthetic of her room and you can't just help but walk in, being hit with a beachy and island feeling to it, in a good way of course. The walls are draped with sea grass-colored curtains, giving the room a beachy vibe. Several beach-themed items, such as shells, driftwood, and seashells, are placed as decorations across the room.

"Gosh Angie, I can't emphasize more on how amazing your stuff is.."

"Of course S/O! Auta gave me the creativity to make my place look stunning!" She said energetically, then, Angie walked over and plopped herself onto her bed, patting next to her for you to join in.

You hesitated, but then sheepishly walked towards Angie, then sat yourself down next to her on the edge of her bed, your hands slightly gliding across Angie’s skin, making you pull back quickly, and Angie, not seeming to notice.

You sighed, relieved that Angie didn’t notice. But now being awkwardly quiet between you two, you broke it.

“Sooo.. Uhh.. Whad’ya wanna do?” You asked, hoping that Angie would have some sort of idea of what to do in an awkward situation.

“Hm, we should definitely do some art together!” She said with an overjoyed tone.

You looked down, and raised your wrist higher to your face, looking at your watch. It was currently 4:23PM and School ended at 6PM. You looked a bit worried, hoping that doing art with her wouldn't take as long since you need to go back to the infirmary to do your duties.

“How long would we take to you know.. Do art together?” You asked, with a slightly reassuring tone, hoping Angie wouldn’t take it the wrong way of thinking you wanted to leave early, which you did. But you wouldn’t want to tell her that would you?

“Could take a few hours.. Not so sure.. Maximum four at least!” Your heart dropped at the words she said, at least four hours? You wouldn’t be able to get back to the infirmary to finish your duties, therefore you would get in big trouble.

You couldn’t decide, should you take the safer route and just leave now? Or take a riskier one and stay where you’re at right now. You couldn’t stop thinking about which one to take, you snapped out of your thoughts when Angie spoke.

“S/O, are you okay? It’s okay if you want to leave,” She gently took your hand, and placed it onto hers, “You’ve spent plenty of time with me already!”You blushed slightly at the sudden contact, you felt your face heating up. “N-No! Uhm.. I’ll stay with you, don’t worry..” No way you’re coming back from this, the desperate side of you wanted to stay with Angie, but the more practical side told you to go, since you’re pathetic, you chose Angie.

“That’s great to hear S/O!” She clapped both of her hands with joy, “This will be so much fun, thank Atua for the both of us!”(TIME SKIP: I'm sorry, I have no idea what to write for this scenario..)You and Angie went a little overboard with making art together, it was way over 4 hours, I guess a lot of time passed, since you’ve been doing stuff with Angie for more than four, 6 hours in total, it was now around 10PM, and getting late. “I think I should start heading back to my dorm Angie, It’s getting a bit late…” You start packing your stuff to head back, just before you started to walk out of her dorm, you felt a hand pull you back, it was a pretty strong grip.

“Wait S/O! You can stay here for the night, it’s a bit dangerous out there ya know?” Her grip slightly turned a bit less tense, but still holding onto you. “Don’t worry Angie, I’m fine I-” “Atua says you should stay! Don’t worry, I won’t bite or anything!” She pushed you to stay, but of course you complied, staying the night over at a crushes house? Of course you would take the chance. “Fine..” Just play it innocent, like it will always turn out, no advances or anything. You put your bag back down onto her floor, you glanced up at Angie, getting a mattress for you to sleep on, I guess that ruined the chances of you to sleep on the same bed as her, now stop thinking about it. She prepped a few pillows and a blanket on top of the mattress, after she was done, you sat on it, pulling out your phone to scroll through some videos before sleeping. You turned to see Angie already laying on her bed, it caught you by surprise, she was energetic a few minutes ago when she was asking you to stay over, but was she really that tired?

“Mhm.. Atua says I should get some sleep, I am pretty tired, but I have enough energy to do regular stuff.” She said, with a less energetic tone than usual, which was a rare tone for you or anyone to hear from her. “Well, have you taken your sleeping pills yet?”“Oh, thanks for reminding me S/O! I haven’t taken them, but I'm already tired, so I'll take one!” Angie got up to get a glass of water to take with her pill but she turned to you before taking it, “Do you want to have my other pill? Atua senses you are still a bit energetic, so you should take it!”

(W: Anything past this part is 18+ if ur uncomfortable, please skip through)

She was right, you were still feeling a bit energetic, she handed you a pill, she took hers and chugged some water, you did the same after. After you both took the sleeping pills, you both laid on your respective beds, well, for you a mattress. You closed your eyes and tried to sleep but it felt very.. Uncomfortable? No, it was awkward, you kept moving and shuffling around, you felt your breathing getting heavier, you felt hot and sweaty without even sweating.

You sat up properly from your makeshift bed, you tried thinking, what pills did you take? It took you a minute before finally realizing you took an aphrodisiac, and you worried even more since you and Angie both took the same pill. You were fucked, Angie would never forgive you for this since you are the one who takes care of her medication. You looked up towards Angie and her bed, you basically crawled to her, your stomach was aching, filled with arousal and awkwardness. “Angie..” You said weakly, the aphrodisiac slowly taking over every passing minute. “S/O.. What is happening to me..? Even Atua doesn’t know..” You heard her breathing heavily, face flushed. “Crap.. Angie.. I-Ah.. I think we took aphrodisiacs..” It was getting harder to breath, the air around you felt thick with arousal, you felt your face burning, and the awkward heat on your lower area rising.

Your hands we're covering your abdomen, trying to ease the aching pain in that area, but it didn't help at all, you needed a different type of help to ease the pain. You needed Angie’s help. “Angie.. I’m sorry but ah.. I need your help with something..” “What do you haah.. Need help with.. S/O..?”You slowly climbed up Angie’s bed and straddled onto her lap. “I need this, I-I can’t hold it back any longer, it hurts so much..” 

You felt tears in your eyes, slowly sliding down your face, the pain in your abdomen and stomach was getting too much, you never knew that an aphrodisiac could cause this much pain to you and Angie.You flinched when you saw Angie put her hands on the back of your head and your waist, bringing you even closer to her.

“It’s okay S/O, we can help eachother out..” She used her hand to your chin, lifting your head high, exposing your neck to her view, she leaned in towards your neck, you felt her hot breath tickling your neck, making you get goosebumps. You felt her lips finally in contact with your neck, you let out a slight gasp, her lips were kissing everywhere on your neck and collarbone area, sucking on them to cause hickies and dark spots to form. You didn’t even retaliate, you wanted this to happen, you needed this to happen, this was the only way to ease the pain between you two. She let go off your neck, a thin string of saliva showing. She took off her yellow cardigan and set it somewhere, she started undoing your uniform, she took off your cardigan and your white buttoned top, she also slid off your skirt, leaving you with just a bra and your underwear to her view.

Angie admired your body for a while, until she finally spoke up. “You’re so perfect S/O..”

She caught you off guard when she praised you, you then feel her hand sneak to the back of your bra and unclipping it, letting it fall freely on the bed.

Angie reached her hand up to cup your breasts, squeezing them gently. “So soft..” She murmurs, not wasting time, she leans her head down, taking in one of your nipples to her mouth and sucking on it.

You let out a gasp of pleasure of the new sensation, Angie then takes her hand to play with your other nipple, twisting and pulling on it gently as she continues to suck on your sensitive flesh. Her other hand is working its way down towards your panties.

You shivered at the feeling of Angie’s slim fingers sliding down your waist. Once she reaches your underwear, her fingers trace the outline of your panties through the fabric, teasing you. “My my S/O.. You’re already so wet!” She pointed out with no care, she definitely grinned to herself after you turned your head to the side to hide your flustered face, trying to keep some of your dignity. You couldn’t even reply to the comment, your mind was hazy, full of lust, and probably affected by the aphrodisiac as well.

Angie quickly grabbed a nearby pillow and placed it behind you, then she gently pushed your head onto the pillow, with your back now towards the bed. She rubbed your thighs before taking off your underwear and throwing it off to the side. Her fingers parted your folds, you were already dripping wet from the teasing, so Angie’s fingers easily slid in without too much pain.

You arched your back to the feeling of two of Angie’s fingers entering inside, nearly causing your eyes to roll back, your jaw unhinged, leaving your mouth open. You felt drool going down the side of your mouth to your chin each time Angie pumped in and out of you. “A-Angie..! Ngh..~ Fuck..”

She leaned her head in, stimulating you with her fingers and her tongue. You could hear the slick and sucking sounds from her mouth and fingers. The thought of 3 in 1 hole made you surprised you could take so much.

You were nearly at your peak, the pain from your stomach after taking the aphrodisiac mixed with the continuous merciless thrusting of Angie’s fingers and tongue was really putting you on edge.

It wasn’t long before you finally came all over Angie’s fingers and mouth, you were breathing heavily, no wonder why sex was so tiring. You were abruptly snapped out of your thoughts when Angie spoke up.

“Atua has blessed you with the amount you produce!” She said shamelessly, as she was licking your cum off her fingers and her chin. That definitely caught you off guard, but god she didn’t have to bring that up. You just blushed harder than normal, but at least you were somewhat snapped back to reality.

You 're having your moment of just trying to catch your breath, but with the rustling of Angie beside you made you curious.

Once you and Angie were facing each other, she slowly began to intertwine her legs with yours until both your pussies were pressed lightly against one another.

You let out a small gasp, which quickly turned into a long, quiet moan as Angie began to gently rub herself against you. You felt as though the air was as cold as ice because of the heat from Angie's body on yours. You were afraid that if you broke away, Angie would become frozen and frigid, so you tried to stay as near to her as you could. 

“Fuck.. Ngh- Angie..! I-I can’t take anymore..!”

Angie started to grind against you and your words were stuck in your throat. Desperate to prove that you still had some self-control, you tried to talk some more, but it was useless; all that came out of your mouth were the uncontrollably loud moans and whimpers as pleasure shot through your body.

As Angie's breath hit your face and you both gasped and panted, the heat of her breath intensified your feelings even more, swaying you and her hips in rhythm.

The pressure was building quicker than last time, you were seeing stars.

“S/O.. I’m so close..” Angie muttered.

Both of you were about to cum, the both of you grinding against each other was getting quicker and faster, desperate for both of your releases. Both of you screamed out each other's name as you finally came. It was messy all over Angie’s bed.

You and Angie’s legs are shakily un-intertwined, flopping back against the bed, it was definitely time for a rest.

The silence between you two was a bit awkward, the room just filled with breathing from both of your intense orgasms. “We should do that another time.”Angie spoke up abruptly, leaving you surprised. “Again? I don’t really think we should do that again Angie.”Angie giggled to herself, “I’m just saying what Atua thinks!”

“Really? What else did he say?” You scoffed. “I love you!” “Oh, he said that? Tell him I said tha-” Angie leaned in to give you a kiss on the lips. The kiss quickly turned passionate, gradually becoming needy. Angie quickly pulled back, leaving a string of saliva, “Nope, that was just me.”

[isyloveslife]

Chapter 3. I didnt like the composition of the other one so i redrew it :3

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Danganronpa Agere ໒ ˚⁎

is it ok to request a short (danganronpa) caregiver!gundham + little!miu oneshot of gundham taking care of her after she tripped and hurt her knee? ;w;;

Miu Iruma wasn't known for being delicate. In fact, her abrasive personality, loud mouth, and constant tinkering made her seem almost invincible. Yet, in this moment, as she sat on the ground, sniffling with wide and teary eyes. The harsh sting from her scraped knee blurred her usually confident, sharp mind, and she regressed into a more vulnerable state without even realizing it

A shadow loomed over her, followed by a deep voice. "Human injuries are pitiful things... but fear not, for the Dark Lord of Destruction himself will tend to your wound."

Miu blinked, recognizing the figure. Gundham Tanaka, with his dramatic air and mysterious energy, kneeled beside her. His scarf billowed slightly as if it were part of some dark, unseen magic force. The hamsters—his Dark Devas—scurried across his arms, sniffing the air around Miu, sensing her distress

"Ouch..." Miu whimpered, rubbing her eye with the back of her hand as her bottom lip quivered. "It hurts..."

Gundham's eyes softened, though his tone remained grandiose. "Pain is but a fleeting shadow, little one. But do not fret, for I, Gundham Tanaka, Master of the Infernal, shall vanquish it with my sacred knowledge!"

Miu's mind had fully sunk into a more childlike state. She couldn't muster her usual witty, sarcastic comeback. Instead, she nodded, trusting him entirely. Gundham delicately inspected the scrape. His touch, surprisingly gentle, made Miu feel comforted rather than vulnerable

From his coat, he pulled out a small first aid kit. "My wisdom extends to the healing arts," he muttered, removing a cotton pad. As he dabbed her knee with disinfectant, Miu winced and let out a soft cry

"Easy now, mortal. This is a necessary ritual to banish the pain!" His tone, though still dramatic, held a soft undercurrent of reassurance. Miu sniffled again, wiping her nose on the sleeve of her jacket, trusting his words completely. "You're... like a magic healer, papa.." she mumbled, her voice much softer and smaller than usual.

Gundham’s cheeks dusted slightly pink, though he maintained his composure. "Indeed! You are fortunate to be in the presence of one as powerful as I. No harm shall come to you as long as you remain under my watch." He secured a small bandage over her knee, patting it with finality

Once the bandage was in place, he held his hand out to her. "Now rise, child of the stars. The Dark Devas watch over you, and you are safe" . Miu hesitated before reaching up, her smaller, vulnerable self clinging to the warmth in his words. As Gundham helped her to her feet, she didn’t let go of his hand, the contact comforting in a way she couldn't quite explain

"Do... do you think your hamsters could play with me ?" she asked quietly, her cheeks red as she stared at the ground, avoiding eye contact

Gundham tilted his head in thought, then smiled, something rare and genuine. "Very well. The Dark Devas are benevolent creatures and will grant you an audience. But you must treat them with utmost care, for they are ancient spirits of wisdom..."

Miu nodded eagerly, her childish excitement returning. Gundham set down his hamsters, who scurried towards her, sensing her gentle energy. Miu giggled, crouching down to watch them more closely, her pain long forgotten. Gundham watched silently, arms crossed, his usual stoic demeanor unchanged—but deep down, he felt a quiet pride. Though he would never admit it, seeing Miu, so fragile and trusting, happy again after her fall filled him with a sense of purpose.

"Rest easy, little one. For in my presence, no harm shall come to you." His words, whispered to himself, were a silent promise.

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[plutolauvs]

Can you write shuichi with a fem s/o who has abandonment/ attachment issues? Like she gets really attached to someone easily and gets scared that they’re going to hate her and leave her sometime later in the future.

shuichi saihara x fem!reader > oneshot, hurt/comfort > > summary: there’s so many, too many thoughts in her head. next day, she decides to be more clingy to shuichi. she’s flinching and trembling when trying to put her hands on him, so insecure. shuichi steps back, and processes her behavior. > reader is addressed by she/her pronouns

｡˚ 𓂋 💤 photos by: hizoukii (on pinterest)

★ sorry this rlly took a while!! for like, a couple of reasons. anyways i hope u like this!! i forgot you didn't clarify if you wanted a oneshot or not (but thats okay!) so if you want preferences, then ill do it. i might make preferences of this idea even if i'm not requested, but more quicker if it's requested. > ao3 link

heavy blankets on her body, with her hand peeking out; and then her hand on the bed’s empty space; those were the things within her vision, and the things she felt, once her eyes fluttered open.

her fingers moved against the sheets, and held a loose grip onto them. the yearn she felt, and the thoughts that weighed her; were the things she remembered. those were the things present yesterday, and years before yesterday, and will be present today.

after a few minutes of laying on her side, she began positioning herself. she guided herself to sit on the bed, and to rest her hands onto her lap. her head dropped low, immediately taking in the view of fingers making little movement. her eyes were still, not expressing the loud thoughts banging in her head. 

for a few minutes, the silence was the company along with the scorching words and scenarios tying her down. yet a pause to her brain appeared, once her head perked up as the sound of footsteps peeked in. she focused on the door, with an underlying thought slowly creeping in.

will he come?

loose fists were formed, and her lungs held air, giving a heavy weight to her chest. 

the air once captured finally waved through her parted lips. 

he’s gone.

so there she went, dragging her body to chase after him again. one step, two step, many steps to the bathroom was the first step to her journey. her hands reached for this, this, and that. her eyes looked here, to there, and over there. the mirror held the dazed look in her eyes, and the stiff movements she made to doll herself up. 

the process was quick, to hurry herself to where she figured he’d be. silently, she observed him as she walked towards the kitchen.

with his body bent, he scanned the contents in the refrigerator. while the sounds of her footsteps became louder, his focus slowly traveled towards the woman searching for him. 

“you’re… here early,” she mentioned, finally stopping her movement in the kitchen. she watched as shuichi paused his search, in order to stand up and turn around, for his body to face hers.

“i was watching a show,” his head tilted up, and his eyes looked into her own for a brief moment. the slight smile faltered before he continued, “since i couldn’t go back to sleep.”

she tilted her head, as her lips were shaped straight. blinking while the vision of his familiar, yet observing face, was present once he looked at her. his breath hitched for a few seconds, as he inhaled.

“i guess i just had a lot of thoughts in my head...” shuichi breathed out, before his eyes steered away from her confused expression.

her arms moved behind her, then her fingers played with her other ones. deep within her stomach came something brewing in, while her heart felt low. “oh, i interrupted you,” she spoke out, attempting to remove any emotion from her words, as her lips lowered.

“it’s nothing, really.” 

“so…” he continued, slowly guiding his eyes to the floor, “i didn’t find anything i want. i’ll just go out a-,”

“w-wait!” after she blurted, her hands briskly clenched his shoulders. in a quick pace, his eyes went to the woman’s close face. his body lightly jumped as tension invaded through his limbs, resulting in fists that formed for a few moments. all while her eyes squinted from a smile that slowly turned wider, going along with her slightly widened eyes. “i’ll make you something!” her tone picked up, forcing an eager tone into his ears as he felt the trembles of her gripping hands.

shuichi gathered himself, and in result, the tension flowed away. with ease, his hands went on top of hers, for his fingers to caress hers, before gently guiding her hands to hang besides her own body. “a-ah! that’s not necessary,” a light smile appeared on his features, after his honest words were spoken his soft tone.

despite his sentence being voiced with care, it broke her smile, and proceeded to weigh down her features. “but i like…” she started low before her head hung low, as the air she forced into her chest creeped into her words, “helping you…” the continuation fainted into the atmosphere that gotten heavy once her thoughts hovered over her shivering body.

she stopped, trying to restrict herself from becoming too forceful. silently, her head lifted up, with a full smile painted on her face. 

yet it just kept breaking.

there were so many thoughts running through her head; the words just wouldn’t stop coming and she tried to bury it all down with a smile and a clinging hand onto his wrist.

“i just… don’t want you to go…” the smile was ditched, now placed with the frown she could no longer hide, and so she dared to slip out the overwhelming storm dragging her deeper, “please,” a crack to her voice was present through the higher pitch of her plea.

his wide eyes finally blinked, taking in the switch of her behavior. there were more to her pleas. the gloss covered her eyes; the stare barely hid the emotions that were now spilled out, over and over again for every tremble that he felt on his skin. then his focus went to the gripping hand on his wrist, chaining him to the kitchen’s floors.

the build up of desperation bursted out; seen to her lover’s eyes, yet again. 

“...i’m not going anywhere.” 

shuichi stated. without a stutter; without any falters, and by choice, without any price.

once she broke the chains she implemented, he moved his body closer to hers. 

warm air was shared between the two bodies that became close from shuichi’s embrace.

first were tears dripping through widened eyes, then harsh gasps that couldn’t be contained against his figure. 

then a hand to her back, moving gently to bring ease to her shaking body.

“i love you so much.”

she held in a gasp, as she didn’t dare hesitate to look at him. shuichi’s inner eyebrows lifted up, while a smile expressed the mixture of sad and sweet emotions accompanying him. his hand went to her face; his thumb was placed on her warm skin, moving softly, as an attempt to swipe hot tears from her cheeks. and though her tears kept overflowing with quick speed, he appreciated the stare she gave; taking notice of the care he gave, and in return, giving eyes that were heavy from the love she felt.

if only air wasn’t being forced in and out, for the repetitive pressure of her chest to be present; and if only she had the strength to keep her from drowning; she would’ve told him she loved him by words.

i might make an alternative version where y/n is addressed with they/them pronouns. not sure. anywayssss, requests r open :3

[akechiguro]

to see you again.

oneshot | shuichi saihara x kokichi ouma

alternate universe - postgame, simulation

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Synopsis | Shuichi Saihara and Kokichi Ouma meet again after the events of the 53rd season of Danganronpa.

Word Count | 3.0k.

Author’s Note | i don’t usually write in first person so this is a change of speed ^^ this is also from january so it’s pretty old, i feel bad for not posting :,D

also posted on ao3! (with minor changes)

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I still remember our last conversation. It rings like a fucking melody in my ears every time I go to sleep and I hate it. Every time the ear worm starts replaying in my head, it makes me forget about her, she’s the reason I even put myself out there and yet I find myself thinking about his and I’s last conversation rather than hers and mine.

“But, y’know…I…wasn’t boring, right?”

He wasn’t. He never was. He kept me on my feet like a real detective and pushed my limits so far over the edge I was sure I’d come crashing down at some point, but I didn’t. In a way, he saved me from doing that— or did she? Both of them? It doesn’t matter. One way or the other, I’m a better man because of them. Better, sure, but whipped out of my damn mind because of that little scumbag who preferred to play the devil’s advocate in serious situations rather than actually being of some real use.

I thought— no— I knew he died. Investigated his own death with my own eyes, forced another one of my best friends to his execution because of it, and found myself becoming a sobbing mess all over again. Not just for him, but her as well, even if she was some number of months between the two cases. I wasted too much of my time crying over someone I swore up and down I hated. Was it for nothing?

It had to have been. He’s sitting right in front of me right now.

There’s an awkward silence to the room, an unresolved tension lingering in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. His hair is still the same shade of purple, if not a bit darker, maybe a little longer, and he looks taller since we last talked. Ironic. The outfit is near unrecognizable— the strangest feeling of deja vu, and yet, neither of us can remember where we’d seen each other in these clothes.

“So,” he started, taking the liberty of starting our conversation. God knows I can’t. Not after everything I’ve seen, argued for, cried over. He leaned his head against his hand with that certain admiration in his eye I could never quite figure out during the game. I’m glad he’s casual. It helped me calm down a little bit.

“So?” I retort shakily. My hands are trembling, fiddling with the hem of my school uniform’s jacket. I know I said Kaede helped me grow as a person, be more confident, but for some reason I can’t meet his eye.

“How’d you do? You know, after I was gone?” He asked. His tone is more…calm? It’s different from the game’s, whatever persona he took on. He doesn’t seem like a malicious person anymore. Or at least, not acting like he is. But he doesn’t seem totally different, either.

“What do you mean?” I mumbled, and I felt like an idiot. You know what he meant. How’d we figure out it was Kaito, who survived and how we did it, stuff like that. I clenched my teeth and averted my gaze to a wall— plain white with a bit of grime. Well, can’t expect every room in this facility to be squeaky clean.

Kokichi laughed, softly, a strange unfamiliarity striking right through my ears. It’s nothing like how it was in the game. It’s intriguing. “You know what I mean! How did you figure out my plan and all that? Who was the mastermind you and Kaede tried so hard to uncover? I want all the details!”

I blinked. “Oh, uh— right. Well, it took, uh…a lot of probing, I guess, to figure out it was Kaito in the exisal and not you,” I started, gazing off in a random direction to gather my thoughts. “I…well, neither Maki or I could really handle the aftermath of that. For two different reasons, I think,” I chuckled nervously, and this caught his attention.

“Two different reasons? Maki was affected? I didn’t think she cared about anybody!” He laughed again and my heart started beating faster. Why did I have to catch feelings for someone who purposefully made themself out to be a bad person in a game of life and death?

“Yeah, believe it or not,” I smiled, catching his eyes for no longer than a second before deciding the painting behind him was a lot more interesting. Some sort of wave, I think the picture was. “She had a crush on him I guess, ended up threatening Monokuma and all that. Kaito didn’t actually die in his execution, either, it was his sickness that ended up killing him. Had he not had it…” I trailed off, feeling my features soften, “…he would’ve survived with the rest of us. Maki, Himiko, and I.”

“Woah, woah. Slow down,” Kokichi grinned. “Himiko survived with you but not Kiibo? What, did he kill Tsumugi or something? And an execution failed?”

“Yep. His execution failed and that, uh…really pissed off Monokuma,” I smiled. Enough time has passed where names don’t make me flinch anymore, they don’t send my lunch up my throat like they used to. “…You’re not far off from your theory about Kiibo, though. I guess Miu installed lasers and stuff inside of him and he ended up destroying the End Wall so we could escape. The final trial was a redo of the first one, and we figured out Kaede’s plan…”

No. You swore you wouldn’t cry to him when you found out this opportunity was something that could happen. Stay strong.

“…Kaede’s plan failed. Her shot put ball missed,” I explained, voice shaking with each new word. “It was Tsumugi who actually killed him, and who ended up being the mastermind. It…it wasn’t an easy trial,” I laughed bitterly, staring down at the table. I know Kaede is still alive. I know it was a simulation. But that means Tsumugi also lives; the one who orchestrated all of their deaths, left a far deeper cut in my core than any murder attempt ever could, is still walking and breathing. Something about that made it worse.

Kokichi fell back in his chair with a look of shock. “Dang. So how did her and Kiibo end up dead while you, Maki, and Himiko didn’t? Wouldn’t Kiibo’s lasers have killed you, too?”

“Nope. He destroyed the Ultimate Academy while breaking the End Wall, and a piece of rubble ended up falling on Tsumugi. Kiibo, he…he made sure we were safe and protected before self-destructing.”

“So a robot did have some humanity after all,” Kokichi giggled, crossing his arms on the table and letting his head follow. He still looked just as childish as he did in the simulation, yet there was more of a sense of…maturity, maybe? Was that the word? I don’t know. When it comes to him, it feels like no words even come close to describing him.

There’s awkward tension in the air again. There’s so much I wanna tell him and yet none of it is coming out. So much I wanna ask; why put on such an…interesting front? Why sacrifice himself the way he did, especially with the show he’d put on just before his death? Was everything he’d told me about hating me true?

I can’t get anything to come out. I’m just staring at him like an idiot, or maybe admiring, I can’t really tell, myself. I think he notices, too, because he seems totally comfortable in the silence. At least he seems like he does. If I’m not in tune with my own emotions, then I don’t think I ever will be with Kokichi’s, even outside of the game.

“You’re still insecure, aren’t you?” He asks suddenly.

I blinked. “What?”

“I can see it in your eyes, y’know. I may not have the same confidence I did in the game, but I can still read you like a book, Shuichi,” he smiled, something soft in his gaze while he stared at me. Maybe even sincerity. I fully believe him, too. Even the tone of his voice is softer, meeker, and his eyes don’t hold the same mischief and judgment they used to. Is this the real him? What he truly feels? No, not that— he’s not done anything out of emotion. He’s just…talking. And yet somehow my assumption seems correct. “I thought you got over your emo phase,”

I want to counter that. But he’s right. I guess I don’t really have the same confidence I had in Danganronpa, either. “I, uh…I thought I did, at least. Why bring that up?”

“I dunno. You look like you wanna say something.”

“Oh,” I breathed, mentally beating myself up. At the very least I thought I was better at speaking my mind. Well- this meeting should’ve made it obvious to myself that I’m not. “I guess I’m kind of just wondering…how to word this…why? Why were you the way you were? You seem so…” I trailed off, not letting myself finish that. That’s not the only thing I want to ask. Not why I contacted Danganronpa asking for this meeting. But it’s all I can get out right now.

He laughed. “You’re not the first to ask, y’know? I thought my favorite might be more original, but you’re asking such a boring question.”

So others got to him before I did…somehow that’s not surprising. “You’re surprised? I thought you could read me like a book,” I smirked, “I thought you of all people should know why I’m the most interested,”

“Fine, you’re right,” He smiled, adjusting so his cheek laid against a fist. “Welp! I don’t have a good answer to that. I wanted to be the antagonist. Nagito was my favorite in all 52 seasons I saw before applying to Danganronpa,” He laughed.

“Is that…it?” I asked, mentally cringing. That came out rude.

“Yep.”

“I don’t…really believe you,”

He barked out a laugh. It’s the most familiar thing he’s done this whole time. “Wow! A whole couple months after we last talked and you still don’t fully trust me?” He’s weirdly amused, I noticed. Was his in-game personality the real thing? No— somehow this feels like an act.

I shook my head quickly, flustered. “No, no! It’s not that! It’s just, well- it’s not just your attitude I was referring to. You seemed to have it out for me specifically. And Kaito and Miu, I guess, though I can probably assume for them…”

He hums, leaning back in his chair. His arms rested comfortably behind his head, the darkness of his uniform making his hair pop to a lighter purple than it actually is. “Yeah, those two are idiots. I’m surprised Kaito lasted so long,” he giggled quietly to himself, “but as for you…I don’t really wanna tell you that.”

“Huh?” Now that actually surprised me.

“I didn’t hate you or anything if that’s the answer you’re after,” he continued, averting his gaze elsewhere, “but the exact reason..eh,”

I can’t complain, that is the answer I was after. But now I’m just more curious. “Is there a, uh…a reason you can’t tell me the reason?”

Kokichi shrugged. “Nope! Maybe I’m lying though, huh?” He smiled. That itself was a lie. I could tell, somehow.

Another moment of awkward silence.

“Well, what did you think of me?” He asked, adjusting his position back to resting his head on his arms again. Could he always not sit still for this long? Or had I just never noticed in the game?

“Do you not know?” I asked, cautiously. “I…I told you that you’ll always be alone. I- I don’t mean it now, in fact I wanted to apologize for that-“

“Don’t worry about it, Shumai,” He laughed. “It was easy to hate me in the game, y’know? I hated myself!”

“Er…” I glanced down, picking at my nail beds.

“Oh, not to traumadump or whatever the word is,” Kokichi shook his head quickly, “I already knew, actually. I just wanted to hear it come from your own mouth.”

“But I still want to apologize! That was- that was rude of me. What you did was horrible, but it was still uncalled for on my part.” Plenty of people had murdered in the game. Too many, far too many. Was I justified to say that to someone who, more or less, did what he did in self defense?

“But is that all you felt about me?” Kokichi asked, the same cautious tone I’d used earlier. Like he’d said it accidentally, almost.

It kinda shocked me, to hear him ask that. He’s right. That’s not all. It’s the safe answer, the one I’d assumed everyone else had told him. But should I even admit to that other feeling? The one still eating at me, the one I can’t get out of my head no matter how hard I try? He can’t feel the same. Not him.

I took a second to think of a response, holding unsteady eye contact. It was Kokichi who’s eyes darted away momentarily, only to return with the same hesitation. “…No. It’s..it’s not.”

Why not come clean? What are the chances I ever see him again after this? We both will become just another face in the crowd, going about our school lives as though we hadn’t gone through someone so horribly traumatic.

I don’t think Kokichi was expecting my response. His eyes widened slightly, the micro movements of his mouth and eyebrows revealing to me a sort of surprise. I know I’m not a detective anymore, but I’m still attentive. He definitely wasn’t expecting it.

He licked his lips, ever so slightly. They’d gone dry. “What’s that other feeling, then?” He leaned forward, slightly, his eyes falling somewhere else. Lower to my face. The tension’s changed.

My breath caught in my throat, mimicking his actions. “I’m…sure you can guess.” I mumbled, meeting his eyes again. I feel like I’m running a fever, I feel lightheaded, this is a horrible idea…I shouldn’t have said that, I should’ve lied, I should’ve…

…His hand sliding gently over mine, his body to lean further across the table… Should I?

What other chance would I get?

I stood, cupping his face gently and closing the distance. His skin is just as smooth as I remember it being, so strangely soft, yet I can still feel the bones in his cheeks. He’s thin, sure, but it doesn’t seem too unhealthy. His lips are chapped, dry, almost uncomfortable. He chews at his lips, a nervous habit. It’s more endearing than I should think of it being.

He’s quick to kiss back. He tugged at my uniform’s collar, almost needily- hungrily?- like he’d been waiting for this. None of this explains anything that happened in the game. I think it just raises more questions, if anything. But my mind’s too fogged and my face is too hot to think of anything else but our proximity.

It’s only when he starts to fidget with the buttons on my jacket that I pull away, and I can think of absolutely nothing except how much I’m going to regret that. Not because I don’t like Kokichi, honestly, it’s the opposite. I refused it for so long that I think I’m actually in love with him. But I thought it earlier; what are the chances I’m going to see him again after this? I don’t think I can handle a long distance relationship, but I don’t think I’m ever going to get over him. No, no, I don’t think, I know I’m never gonna get over him.

He looked nervous, hand lingering on my clothes for a moment longer before he brought them to his chest nervously. He looked so out of character from what I remembered of him in the game…that Kokichi would probably keep going. This one looks like he’s on the brink of tears. “Pausing for air, or..?” He asked, trying to laugh it off.

I shook my head. “We can’t do this, Kokichi.”

“Why not? You kissed me!” He’s getting defensive. I should’ve seen this coming.

“I know! I know, that was…my mistake. It’s not that I don’t want this,” I started, grabbing his hand and slinking my fingers through his, “I…I’ve been denying how much I’ve wanted to do that for entirely too long. But it’s…I don’t know where you live. We don’t go to the same school, hell, we might not even live in the same part of Japan. I don’t…want to commit to something I can’t maintain.”

He looks defeated, for far longer than I would’ve liked. I feel horrible. But quickly perks up. “Well, where do you live?”

“Huh?”

“You can’t just kiss me and then go on this whole rant about why we can’t be together and then expect me not to ask where you live!” He smiled. “Where you from?”

“Oh.” I take a second to think. Are we even allowed to tell each other that? Fuck, of course we are- why wouldn’t we be? “Uh, Okinawa. I wear…probably too many layers for how warm it is compared to the rest of Japan,”

He smiled. A lot brighter than I would’ve imagined. “And you’re not lying?”

“No! Why would I?”

“I’m from there, too! No way that’s a coincidence!” He giggled like a child, freeing his hand to wrap them around mine. “I don’t live with my parents, they’re from Aichi. Just my older brother. But it’s crazy lucky I do, right?”

I stood there, dumbfounded. I was worrying for nothing? “So…so that means—“

“If you break my heart, Shumai, DICE is a real organization. They’ll kick your ass!” He laughed, dropping my hands to grab me in a hug. It’s so unfamiliar. In game Kokichi…no, I need to stop thinking about him.

“Y-yeah..! Yeah, I’m sure Kaede or Kaito will have your head in seconds if you, uh..break mine, too.” I laughed, awkwardly returning the action.

I still don’t know a lot about Kokichi. I don’t know about his family or how his school is or even if this version of him is the real one. There’s still so much I need to learn about him, that he needs to learn about me, but somehow, I know it’s going to be easier with us. I don’t think I’ll ever forget our last conversation as characters in a television show. The game, I think, forever changed who we are as people. But it’ll work out. We’ll be okay.

We’re gonna be great.

[bonxichi]

Maki Harukawa X Elon Musk [JOKEJOKEJOKE]

Before we start the video, I want to give a shout out to Raid Shadow Legends for sponsoring a segment of this video. ...Also yes hi I do oneshots too. It was a cold summer day, Maki was on her phone looking at her boyfriend's twitter-... X account. His posting was so... Ugly, yet endearing. Maki couldn't help but turn flush red and be super out of character levels in love with him. He was also rich so she could have a lot of money if she killed him and inherited his stuff. "He's so ugly why are you writing this," Maki whispered, admiring Musky Wusky's latest post. "Iseiur48ru48jdhd" read Elon Musk's latest post, clearly it was a cryptic message meaning "I love cutie assassians with trauma!!" And so then the Molgolian empire came up to Maki and said, "When you eat a sandwhich it tastes like the ingredients because um the ingredients with the bread make it taste like the bread but you also have the ingredients and the bread is made of 3 wheats in minecraft so the wheat-" Maki cut them off, "Do you want to die?" "No bbg mb" They pleaded. Either way Maki killed them, slicing them with her knife. She skinned each and everyone, planning to sell their skin for extra money because she didn't get paid enough at her part time job as a demi-malewife, demi-girlboss, overall walmart employee. Once she got home safe and sound, she opened up her phone and began taking pictures of the skin. It was still bloody.. but maybe that made it more expensive? Whatever.. It's exclusive skin anyways. It should cost more since it came from people who were in the Molgolian empire. Maki posted the skin, overpriced, yes, but she posted the skin on ebay. Within an hour, Elon Musk bought all the skin and Maki gasped. "Musky Wusky...?" She spoke in awe against her will as I write her of of character for my own entertainment. Building up the courage, Maki prepared herself to give the skin to elon musk. "H-Hey Elon Musk..." She tried to be formal as she cursed me under her breath for writing this. "Hand over the goods." Elon musk demanded in a twitter X esk voice. Low and babygirl. Maki adverted her eyes, "I have the skin..." She handed the skin over to Elon Musk, then stabbed him. "I would never fall for Elon Musk." Wait Maki you're going off script. "There is no script, you've been puppeteering m-" GET GUMMIGOO'D UM ANYWAYS SHOW IS OVER GO HOME HAHA.

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Things I've written;

- Love Sick, Killugon

- Angel, Saiouma

- Ghost fucking 101, Saiouma

- As well as plenty of oneshots!

Let's talk, questions, comments, fanart, fanfiction, updates, etc! I'm always open!

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WHATTT!?!?!? THOSE AMAMI HC WERE SO GOOD 😫😫😫

Definitely needing more of any kind if you got time!! tysm girly🥰

omg thank you! rantaro is fine shyt so writing for him is hella easy

rantaro relationship headcanons

relationship & smut headcanons :3

✭ - smut, gender neutral reader

relationship

ੈ✩‧₊˚ being in a relationship with rantaro was amazing.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ he knew you so well

ੈ✩‧₊˚ when it comes to gift giving, he’s the type that’ll get you unique things like your favorite stuffed animal, books you’d like, vinyls, and thrifted trinkets.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ rantaro is always down to talk things out rather than fight.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ he’s naturally so good with his words so you basically open up to him even if you don’t want to.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ if you have long hair, he’ll play with it or run his fingers through it while y’all are cuddling.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ if you have short hair, he’ll just run his hand from the front to the back of your head, essentially petting you in some way? it’s sweet though because it’s rantaro.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ if you’re tall, he enjoys getting on his tip toes to kiss you, there’s just something so intimate about that.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ if you’re short, he likes to come up from behind you to lean down and kiss you, he finds your initial reaction cute.

smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚ lowkey a freak

ੈ✩‧₊˚ enjoys sensory deprivation, his favorite is when you blindfold him.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ his favorite thing to do to you is using handcuffs.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ is a hardcore giver

ੈ✩‧₊˚ loves to have you be on top of him, but also doesn’t mind to be on top and dominate you sometimes.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ enjoys leaving hickies where people can’t see them (chest, thighs, and stomach).

ੈ✩‧₊˚ even though he’d rather give than receive, rantaro still enjoys watching you give him head.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ he loves to see your fucked out faced, it’s such a beautiful sight to him.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ when it comes to positions, he’s a missionary or lotus typa guy.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ let me just add that since he’s a jewelry guy, you’d be seeing those necklaces that he wears dangle in front of your face.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ rantaro’s also a fan of finishing inside of you, but if you prefer otherwise he’d respect your wishes.

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[love-me-purple]

Mermaid!Kokichi x Shuichi

CW: None!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey anon! Sorry your ask got deleted, here's the oneshot!

Shuichi felt the splash of waves hit his face as he was pulled into the water. Once sitting on the edge of the dock talking, now swimming up back to the surface after the cold splash brought him awake. It was late at night, probably anywhere near 11 by now, he was drifting off to sleep. But he would surely be awake after this.

After swimming to the surface (and getting a few more breaths in) he blinked his eyes a few times to get the water out, and to focus on the purple being swimming up in front of him.

“Ouma…. I swear….” Said the tired male with annoyance in his voice. The boy in front of him giggled, “Oh but saihara-Chan… I couldn’t let you go to bed now! You still have to go back to your apartment~”

The blue haired boy sighed, “Did you really have to get me all wet?” The mermaid just giggled again, his laughter filling the nighttime silence which brought forth some smile onto Shuichi’s face. It was always quiet when they talked, as Shuichi was always busy with detective work during the day and Kokichi would be wherever. How did they first meet again?

That’s right, every night Shuichi would go to the beach after work to relax from all the stress he was carrying. He’d sit on the docks and just listen. But it was bothersome, nothing to listen to in the silence.

Yet one day a certain mermaid swam up to the top laughing, unaware of the other’s presence. And when they locked eyes? It was so weird, yet a fuzzy feeling. The mermaid swam back down into the water leaving the latter sitting there in a state of confusion, but love. It was comforting, even only for a second, for the silence to be filled with something other than wind.

Every night Shuichi would go to the docks, and every other night the same mermaid from before would swim to the top. They would just sit there in each other’s presence until the purple haired boy left. It’s funny Shuichi never figured out it was a mermaid and not just some boy swimming in the water late at night, because he never realized until he fell into it.

The cold water knocking him out, and slowly waking up drenched on the beach. The boy from before leaning over him to make sure he was okay. And once he was surely awake? He dove back into the water leaving Saihara alone once again.

A few days passed, Shuichi grew lonelier. The fellow from before never came to the surface anymore, perhaps Shuichi scared him off? Perhaps he grew uninterested? He still remembered that night, him hitting the cold water and it splashing his face. He would never forget waking up that day. And although he may never see the boy again, it wouldn’t hurt to go in the water.

So he jumped in, sat underwater for a moment, looking around. Don’t know what he expected, there was nothing. It was dark, and splashing of the water was loud.

It wasn’t quiet, but it was lonely. Well, not for long. Because it wasn’t lonely after a familiar face swam up to the other.

And that was the day they truly, met. And now they talk every day, at the same time, every night.

One talking their “busy” day off, and the other sitting and listening.

Of course, with the occasion giggle.

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Sorry it’s so short! I hope you enjoy regardless~ 💜

[marana1]

Yandere Kokichi x reader Headcannons-

1. He's not violently possessive- He's like affectionately chaotic.

2. Clingyness- Prepare for a purple octopus. "i'm never letting you go baby~".

3. Protective but gentle- Will not resist and get away with it always.

4. When you tell him you love him and give him affection- he can't enough like seriously.. "say it again.."

5. Lies to keep you close- in his mind he's doing because he loves you there is nothing wrong with that.

6. Exaggerates for affection- it's really not a bad thing but it could be too much but even he thinks thats not sufficient.

7. If you try to leave him- don't do it seriously, thats not a good thing..

8. Jealousy- r.i.p to those, you probably won't see them again but they're ok, he'll either lie that youre busy or threaten them to disappear.

9. Calls you his person- his one and only. "Youre my baby".

10. You're his only real friend- because you accept him when no one else does and thats something he can't let go ever.

11. You accept him- it makes him feel cherished and he doesnt have to lie to you.

12. Trusts you- because you see him and you stayed, "You wanna know a secret? Neheehe~".

13. Shows you his other side, which is everything at this point- The childish, intelligence, ego and vulnerabilty.

14. Devotion- this is definitely honest and you can't say it's not and the stuff he did for you proves that.

15. Say I love you for the 1st time- hes gonna be so giddy and maybe even more clingy (of course),"Ahh i love you too!"

16. Dates- all are very fun and interesting, you wil always smile, since that is his promise..

[cha1cedony]

I have so much I could write 😦 I’m so free now… What should I do………. I really should NOT start another separate/unrelated longfic (my teachers AU) BUT. but. I want to

[isyloveslife]