#gundham x reader fluff

[shuniverse]

dark nights ,, g.tnka

🧷 I decided to write gundham because I adore that man and I want to marry him fr 😔❤️

🎐 f!reader (because I’m self-indulgent 🥲) ;; cute fluff ;; a storm ;; gundham + a tight muscle shirt 🤭 ;; gundham calls you paramour and dove and darling because those nicknames suit him and they’re so fucking cute 😭 ;;

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gundham had invited you over, missing your company, because ‘even the supreme overlord of ice gets lonesome in his abode.’

you happily obliged however, also missing the warmth you felt in your boyfriend’s apartment, as well as his adorable little hamsters, the devas.

and so, you’re driving to his home, playing some low, soft songs on the way there, your bag packed in the passenger seat with hoodies and other assorted clothes, and your hair done in a messy bun in the back of your head with light bangs framing your face, and subtle dark eyeliner around your eyes.

finally arriving at his door, your things in hand, you knock on his door.

you giggle at the rustling behind it, and you smile softly when the door finally opens, revealing your boyfriend with his hair down and messy, face mostly clean aside from the gentle eyeshadow still around his eyes, in a snug black tee that accentuates the subtle muscle of his arms and the thicker muscle of his chest, and loose grey sweatpants hanging low around his hips. he looks absolutely delectable.

“darling? you’re gawking, is something the matter?”

his comfortingly deep voice pulls you out of your trance, and you giggle and nod. “sorry, baby, you’re just super pretty.”

his cheeks flush at the compliment, ever the shy guy despite his normal persona. “ah, thank you, my paramour.”

you nod, stepping forward to press a kiss to his lips, more prominent now that the pale foundation isn’t covering them, and he reciprocates happily with a ringed hand to your cheek.

he pulls away though with a beautiful close lipped smile. “let us get inside, my love, we mustn’t let it get cold. besides, I’ve been dying to feel your most comforting presence in my dark abode.”

once again, you nod, and step inside and walk to his room, where you set your things. you know he doesn’t mind, he’s let you know, and you’re comfortable considering you’ve been together for two years. you’re surprised you’re not living together at this point.

you leave his room, having stolen one of his hoodies, which makes him chuckle when he notices. “cold, my dove?”

you giggle. “yeah, it was kinda chilly outside, especially with the rain coming in.”

he nods with a knowing grin on his defined features. “of course, I understand, love. come, I’ve prepared some movies for us to enjoy. ah, but first, please make yourself comfortable, I’ll go grab our treats for the night.”

“ok, baby.” you smile and kiss his cheek while he presses one to your head, lifting your hand and kissing the back of it, before walking to the kitchen to retrieve your snacks.

god I got lucky with this man, you think, he’s perfect.

as soon as you utter those words, you notice four familiar little blobs in your peripheral vision, and you turn your head to see the devas crawling over to you to cuddle against you, maga-z gently nibbling on your forearm, making you giggle. “hi, babies. miss me?”

you smile fondly at them. cuties, they are.

gundham walks back into the room, seeing the cute little scene, and he smiles. “how adorable. a goddess with fearsome creatures, shall I call you circe?”

you giggle at his reference, knowing Circe is one of your favorite Greek goddesses. “I wish, baby, but she’s too cool for me.”

“oh nonsense, dove. you’re goddess enough for me, and I think that suffices enough, yes?”

you smile and kiss his arm as he sits down next to you. “I suppose, love. now, what movie do you have picked out?”

he gives a small smile as he pecks your temple before handing you a bowl of fresh fruits as well as the chips he knows you love. “I’ve picked out a few, darling, just let me know what you’d like to watch, okay?”

you nod, getting comfy and munching on your fruits.

he scrolls through movies he rented for you, passing through Atlantis, The Phantom of the Opera, The Conjuring, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Incantation - and as soon as he stops on that, your face lights up; it’s your favorite horror movie.

“Ooh, ooh, that one!”

he chuckles. “okay, my paramour, we shall watch this one.”

you smile giddily at him and kiss his cheek. “thank you baby.”

he gives you a warm smile, one you’ve grown to love and appreciate, seeing as it usually only comes out with you. “anything for you, my dove. let’s watch now, I know you’re practically vibrating in your seat.”

you giggle at his comment, snuggling up close and grabbing a chunk of watermelon and handing it to gundham, who opens his mouth for it. you pop the fruit into his mouth, and he chews with a little smile, waiting til he’s done to kiss your head and speak again. “thank you, my paramour.”

nodding, you chomp on a piece of your own. “of course, pretty boy. let’s watch the movie now!”

he gives a small laugh, turning on the movie for you both to watch.

all goes well, until about 10 minutes later, thunder booms outside, and a flash of lightning is the last shine of light you see before all goes dark.

you scream, clinging onto gundham. you wouldn’t necessarily say you have a fear of storms, but this one got to you.

you feel arms wrap around your form in a comforting manner, and a kiss is pressed to your head as a hand brushes down your hair. “shh, my love, all is well, it’s just a power outage, you are okay.”

you bury your head into gundham’s thick chest, whimpering a bit. “are.. are the devas okay?”

he smiles against your head, feeling the aforementioned hamsters crawl and snuggle against his neck, and close to your head. “yes, darling, they’re just fine. are you?”

you pause for a moment, before looking up at him, faintly seeing his defined facial features from what little light is coming through the window, and nodding. “yea, I.. I’m fine, baby.”

he nods in response, kissing your forehead. “good, that’s good. I suppose no movie then?”

you pout, before sitting up and grabbing your snacks. “let’s just head to your room, baby. it’s comfy in there, and we can light candles!”

he chuckles at your enthusiasm, standing up and holding out a hand for you to hold. “let us go then, dove.”

you both head down to his bedroom, the familiar smell of incense and cedarwood filling your senses, making you smile, and you plop down on his bed, the black silk sheets comforting you with the plush pillows.

he gently grabs your snacks and places them on the bedside table, and he picks up a candle from a drawer, lighting it, and setting it down. the smell is a mix of lavender, and musky oak-like wood. he then turns to light and burn some incense as well, the woodsy smell complementing the candle.

he smiles at you now, and you lay back on the sheets comfortably, opening your arms to the beautifully misunderstood man in front of you, who happily takes your invitation and gets on the bed to lay comfortably on top of you, the top of his dark head close to your chin.

you press a kiss to his head, feeling drowsy and comforted by the way he runs his hands up and down your sides, and he presses a kiss to your collarbone.

“a nap would be good now, darling, storms are good for sleep. let us rest, and feel rejuvenated when we wake.”

you smile, nodding, softly scratching the base of his neck with your nails. “sleep.. sounds good, my love.”

he sighs deeply, his deep and rumbly voice making you warm inside. “sleep well, my paramour.” and with a kiss to your jaw, he’s snuggled his head against you, on his way to dreamland.

and it’s now that you realize, however.

this.

this is home, you think.

and you think you could stay til those candles burn out, til all of them do.

or forever.

yeah, that. that’s a good idea.

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hope you enjoyed this!! I love writing for gundham :((( he makes me so so happy and I want a boyfriend like him 😭😭

feel free to like and reblog, it’s greatly appreciated!!

[frickingnerd]

under your spell

pairing: gundham tanaka x gn!reader

summary: gundham is certain you cursed him! how else could he explain those odd feelings he gets around you?

tags: silly & wholesome fluff, gundham is bad at feelings, gundham crushing on reader (& not realizing it), flustered!gundham

“you cursed me!”

you looked up at your classmate, his face mostly covered by his scarf, but you could still see a hint of his pink cheeks behind it.

“no matter how hard i try, you're always on my mind. tell me, what kind of spell did you use on me, witch?”

if it had been any other guy, you would've scolded him for calling you a witch. but this was gundham in front of you. you were used to his mannerisms by now and you knew that he meant no harm.

“gundham…” you couldn't help but grin. “i didn't curse you. could it be that… you have a crush on me?”

the boys eyes widened and the pink from his cheeks spread further across his face. he clenched his scarf, quietly mumbling to himself.

“no, impossible. i– i could never fall in love. nevertheless with a mere mortal!”

you smiled softly as you watched the boy struggle so much with his feelings for you. despite that, you were convinced that at least a part of him was aware that he liked you. otherwise he wouldn't have confronted you just now, right?

[angelfleurry]

Could you do dangonronpa 2 cast kiss head cannons

SDR2 Kiss Headcanons!:

Hii, Anon!! I wasn’t sure if you meant first kiss or just general kiss headcanons, so I just did general. If you want first kiss headcanons, feel free to request again!.

Spoilers ahead <3

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Hajime Hinata:

♡ My guy is so awkward bless him.

♡ Does he need a reason to kiss you? Is there an appropriate moment? Is it okay if he just…

♡ Oh, oh you’ve kissed him, okay.

♡ Okay, his turn.

♡ He’s so nervous, but simultaneously so very eager to kiss you.

♡ He tends to lean in, but he does it so awkwardly that you can’t help but giggle.

♡ He kind of pauses at that, and just looks at you for a moment.

♡ It’s only when he sees that kind expression on your face that he realises he’s okay.

♡ That’s when he just goes for it.

♡ Doesn’t kiss you very often in public, if not at all, he’s more of a behind closed doors kind of guy.

♡ He’s very romantic with it, it surprises you.

♡ Always has a hand supporting you, even if it’s not necessary, as he kisses you.

♡ Hajime’s kisses aren’t short, but they’re not long, they’re just at that perfect middle length.

♡ Once he figures out how to get there, that is.

♡ Doesn’t know what to do when you kiss him.

♡ He just sits there, processing, looking at you as his face reddens.

♡ He kind of debates kissing you back in his head, and half the time he goes for it, and the rest he just dips his head and pulls you close.

♡ Is very much a lip-kisser, it just feels right.

♡ If you need a bit of comfort, he’ll kiss your forehead.

Nagito Komaeda:

♡ It took a while to get to this stage.

♡ There were moments, just split seconds, where everything seemed to be building up to it.

♡ But then, the moment would be lost.

♡ Nagito would start to talk, or some interference would occur.

♡ It did frustrate you a little bit, but you knew that was just your eagerness talking.

♡ Truthfully, you knew it was to be expected, so you just decided to wait it out.

♡ It’s not like you were reliant on the idea, it was more so you just wanted to.

♡ But, if there’s one thing about love, is that you must pay mind to the other person.

♡ And you, my darling, did remarkably at that.

♡ You knew the time would come, and as long as everything else about your relationship was healthy and happy, you were in no rush.

♡ Eventually you both got past that initial stage, but we can save that memory for another time.

♡ For a majority of the time, Nagito’s a very hesitant kisser.

♡ What I mean by this, is that he’d rather wait for you to initiate something that even dare to do it himself.

♡ However, once you do it, he’s so ecstatic.

♡ If you could peek into his brain, all you’d be able to see would be soft pink bubbles fizzing up to the surface, popping energetically.

♡ He feels so hesitant to even say the words, as if he’s being too entitled, but he’ll ask you to kiss him again.

♡ Sometimes, he has waves where he’s incredibly clingy, and this will be where he allows himself to initiate contact first.

♡ Treats you as if you were a porcelain doll, even if he’s really needy for contact.

♡ It’s as if he thinks you’ll break should he be too quick, or too harsh.

♡ Forehead kisses are really special for him.

♡ They make him feel so safe, so cherished, even if he struggles to comprehend that fact.

♡ If you kiss him on the lips, that’s it, he’s so bewildered every time.

♡ Always raises a hand to the spot you kissed him, and just sits there for a second, processing.

♡ When you look at him, though, he’s smiling.

Kazuichi Souda:

♡ He can be such an awkward kisser, it’s adorable really.

♡ Kazuichi’s very eager once that initial barrier’s been moved past.

♡ Sometimes, you won’t even be able to fully enjoy it as he kisses you so very quickly.

♡ He can’t help himself.

♡ But when it’s at that reasonable pace, it’s actually very tender.

♡ Like, you can tell the man desperately wants to kiss you, but there’s such an edge of sweetness to it.

♡ It does something to your heart, honestly.

♡ Likes to play little games where you both go back and forth giving each other light pecks.

♡ He’s got a preference for kissing your lips, but if you tell him there’s somewhere else you enjoy being kissed, he’ll gladly oblige.

♡ If he’s going somewhere where it means he won’t be with you, he always kisses you goodbye.

♡ He’ll do it in front of his friends, and your friends, so long as that’s okay with you.

♡ He just loves to show off that he has a partner!!

♡ Enjoys being able to kiss you when you’re both cuddled up together.

♡ Please, please, surprise him with kisses!

♡ Give him that peck on the cheek, kiss his forehead, go for the lips!

♡ Makes him all giddy!!

♡ It’s so funny how he can be so composed in public, or as composed as Kazuichi can be, but then behind closed door’s, he’s so bashful.

♡ His face goes bright red, even if he tries to act cool about it.

♡ But, he can’t shake that quivery smile as he wraps his arms around you.

♡ “You’re so cute, ya’know that?” he’ll ask, and all you can do is laugh.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu:

♡ He’s very quick with it.

♡ I just can’t picture him being one to regularly kiss.

♡ It’s nice, of course it is, but it’s just not something he initiates.

♡ He won’t complain if you kiss him though, just make sure it’s okay with him first.

♡ He doesn’t regularly want to be kissed like that, and you respect that.

♡ If he does kiss you, it’s very quick.

♡ It’s not harsh, but it’s quick.

♡ It’s like a swift peck and then he’s out.

♡ Always gives you kind words of acknowledgement as he does it though, he’s not neglectful.

♡ He doesn’t really know what to do with himself, so he prefers not to get too snuggly.

Gundham Tanaka:

♡ Nose kisses, NOSE KISSES.

♡ He’s not kissed anyone before you, so he’s still learning about his preferences!

♡ But, he’s discovered he’s really fond of nose kisses.

♡ It’s not as nerve-wracking as lip kissing is, but it’s still a way he can physically show he loves you.

♡ Finds it really endearing when you tell him to close his eyes so you can kiss his nose.

♡ He does the same to you, and you find at just as sweet.

♡ He’s also fond of nose-brushing.

♡ Like, the both of you just gently rubbing noses together.

♡ It’s calming for him.

♡ He’s also fond of kissing your hand.

♡ It’s just so formal, but so wonderfully romantic.

♡ The perfect way for a dark lord such as himself to show his affection to you.

♡ Is convinced you’re performing some kind of ritual on him.

♡ Is it really this normal to feel so very…fuzzy once you kiss him?

TeruTeru Hanamura:

♡ Oh my goodness, he’s so down.

♡ We all know Teru’s got a major issue when it comes to more deeply intimate shenanigans, but what may be a surprise is that he’s honestly a big sap when it comes to physical affection.

♡ Kiss him anywhere, he’ll welcome it.

♡ Only time I can picture him not wanting to is when he’s extremely, and I mean extremely, stressed. Just try and help out if you can then.

♡ However, this is a very rare occurrance.

♡ After all, it’s TeruTeru - he’s more than happy to indulge himself in your affections.

♡ But, that doesn’t mean he won’t do the same for you.

♡ The second you start dating, this man will in fact try to be affectionate with you.

♡ Once it’s specified you’re okay with kissing, that’s it.

♡ Is very much kissing you once you wake up.

♡ It’s probably his favourite way to greet you, even if you’ve not left the same room.

♡ It’s so nice to see a smile start to form on your face after he does it, and it only encourages him to kiss you again.

♡ Is no stranger to kissing your hand either.

♡ “Oh, sweetheart, you’ve got something on your face,” he’ll tell you, smiling, “Let me…”

♡ That sly fox!

♡ It’s very hard to not be all giggly once he’s done kissing you, even if it’s just a simple peck on the cheek.

♡ Has a surprising touch of wholesomeness to him in this regard.

Nekomaru Nidai:

♡ He finds it adorable.

♡ The idea you want to kiss him sends him to a laughing fit, but it’s all from a kind place.

♡ Is very much open to it.

♡ He’s very awkward with it though.

♡ A very messy kisser, but it’s alright!

♡ He wants to hold you, but he’s a little worried he’ll be too heavy-handed.

♡ Kind of guide him if that’s what you want, and then he’ll settle.

♡ Forehead kisses are a cherished form of affection.

♡ His lip kissing skills need a bit of work, but you don’t mind guiding.

Ultimate Imposter:

♡ Oh, this one’s difficult!

♡ He’s not sure whether to be himself, or be the person he’s impersonating.

♡ Surely you know, right?

♡ I can’t imagine him letting you enter a relationship with him without informing you of his identity.

♡ Or, lack of thereof.

♡ As a result, I feel like his kisses are lacking in something.

♡ He wants to kiss you, and he will, but he’s blocking his proper emotions.

♡ Still, he’s rather soft about it.

♡ Just tell him you love him afterwards, it’ll give him a bit of ease.

♡ If you’re to kiss him, he’ll be happy, but he can’t quite show it.

♡ Likes it when you kiss his hands.

♡ It feels strange when you kiss him on his lips.

♡ He loves the feeling, but it takes him aback.

♡ How on Earth can a man so devoid of any identity still be able to be loved so tenderly…?

♡ Does he cry or not, that is the question.

[m-y-fandoms]

COMMISSION: SDR2 Boys x Reader - Marshmallow Hell Scenarios

Details: For those who don’t know, Marshmallow Hell is an anime cliche/trope where someone falls face first into/is smothered by someone’s breasts. Also, this is for anyone with breasts, no pronouns are mentioned

Warnings: language and lewd suggestive scenarios but its kinda PG-13/Teen

SDR2 spoilers in some sections, but some will be implied to be Island Mode/no despair

Word Count: 4.5K words - around 500 for each boy

Byakuya Twogami

It was normal for you and all of your classmates to convene in the hotel restaurant every morning. You ate breakfasts handmade by the Ultimate Cook, discussed the day’s plans, and just caught up with each other. There were already cliques and little sub-groups within the whole - people who favored each other. Nekomaru could often be found getting stronger or training with Akane, Sonia and Gundham spoke of their interest in the occult, and Hajime and Chiaki had grown quite close. Ibuki had developed a fondness and sort of infatuation for the group’s self-appointed leader: Byakuya Togami. It seemed natural to want to be closer to someone titled the Ultimate Affluent Progeny, as he held wealth, status, confidence, and yet a bit of mystery. Ibuki, however, seemed to take to him more than the others. She was constantly asking him questions, playfully praising him, following him around.

This morning in particular, you were minding your own business, in the corner talking about beach-going plans with Chiaki after having just finished your breakfast. Ibuki, loud and boisterous, was trailing behind Byakuya, asking after what their esteemed leader had planned for the day, and Hiyoko, short-tempered as ever, was slowly losing her patience with the noise so early in the morning.

You actually had to commend Byakuya on his own patience. For someone who would be easy to judge as pompous and stuck-up, he actually was quite good at keeping his cool and naturally taking up his post as leader. He passed by Chiaki and yourself on the way back to the kitchen of the restaurant, and you nearly felt bad for the man who appeared to still be groggy from sleep and yet was being bombarded by conversation. He handled Ibuki well. Hiyoko, however, had enough it seemed.

“Ugh! Shut the hell up! I just woke up and you’re being annoying! Go talk to Mr. Ham Hands in your private cabin if you wanna suck his gross, cheesy dick that bad!” Clenching her teeth in frustration, Hiyoko reached out and shoved Ibuki as hard as she could with her angry little hands. The strength such a hateful little body could produce was actually quite surprising. Ibuki screeched, stumbled abruptly forward into Byakuya, who, taken by surprise, tumbled forward onto you. Like a stack of dominos you all went down with quite a bit of commotion.

With the hefty size and height of the Affluent Progeny before you, you were easily taken flat to the ground with a gasp. Everyone turned to look at the situation: Ibuki collapsed across Byakuya’s ass and legs, and Byakuya smothered head first into the plush front of your breasts. Time seemed to stop for a second, and Byakuya raised his head, cheeks aflame with embarrassment at the undignified position. You looked back into his eyes with just as much shock. Hiyoko covered her mouth with both hands, holding back how devilishly delighted she was at the chaos she’d just caused.

“Well, well! If the big rich boy wanted some play that badly, he probably could’ve just asked (Y/N)! I must say, I’m quite jealous of his position!” Teruteru teased, wiggling his fingers, imagining himself switching places with Byakuya.

Byakuya scrambled to his feet, lifting himself off of you in a hurry while sputtering defensive, angry retorts about how a gentleman of rare stock such as himself would never stoop so low and something about not being a common rake like the promiscuous chef.

Teruteru Hanamura

Teruteru was playful, unserious, relaxed in most aspects of his life and personality. However, you noticed he was fiercely serious when it came to cooking. It was his passion, his life’s work, something he didn’t play around with. You admired how much time and effort he put into his craft, and loved to watch him work. He spent every breakfast, lunch and dinner period making a literal feast for all of his classmates, and you often liked to either watch him work his magic in the kitchen, or get more hands-on and actually help him. You found him funny and knowledgable, and liked learning little recipes and cooking methods as much as eating the finished works. However, it was nice to be complimented, compared to delicious dishes and praised for your cooking assistance skills. You found yourself having a lot of fun with him.

At the moment, you were helping Teruteru in the dining hall of the old building by the hotel. Your class had prepared a little party of sorts for tonight, a little feast and get-together to chat, have fun, and just be carefree for a night. Now done with the dishes, it was all about plating and arrangment. He wanted the dining hall to stun your peers when they arrived in the next ten minutes or so.

He was up on a ladder, piling up a tower of sashimi and nigiri a mile high. You spotted him, nervous about the height he was at, especially with his short frame. You had your arms out in preparation, ready for any spills or to catch stray strips of fish meat. Everything had to be perfect. He took pride in that. Ice on the bottom, a cold room, fresh meat, the proper placement.

Teetering to place a bit of yellowtail and red snapper on the top of his masterpiece, you heard him gasp a bit, one foot stumbling over the other on the top step of the ladder. Determined not to crash into and therefore ruin his mountain of fish, he quickly shifted his weight, twisting so he instead fell away and off of the ladder and unfortunately, onto his gracious helper. You grunted with the impact, slamming flat onto your back on the hard floor with Teruteru on top of you. With his height and the angle of the fall, his face planted so very conveniently into your breasts.

It was almost a little too perfect of a scenario for someone like him, and you flustered up immediately, questioning if he’d done it on purpose as he took his good old time getting up. Of course, lewd remark after lewd remark ensued, as he took advantage of the situation fully. How often would he get an opportunity as lucky as that?

Nekomaru Nidai

Nekomaru had many more positive traits than negative ones. You absolutely loved spending time with him, as he radiated positivity and pushed all of those around him to be their best self and train their bodies and minds. He was all about mental and physical strength, as was expected of the Ultimate Team Manager. Nekomaru trained champions, and so he could never just let his friends go without realizing their full potential. You very much enjoyed his presence, his overwhelming energy, hearty laugh, encouraging personality.

Spending time with Nekomaru often meant also spending time with Akane. The two walls of muscle often bonded over their shared interest in being strong in body and mind, and today you’d agreed to train with them. Nekomaru was good at reading people’s insecurities - better to help overcome them - and today, he insisted on honing your senses, as the killing game left you feeling vulnerable and even a bit useless. There’s no one you trusted more to help you get out of those feelings. It was good to get your mind off of things while training to become less of a target for a killing. Two birds, one stone and all that.

Nekomaru had all four of you blindfolded: you, Nekomaru himself, Akane, and Hajime Hinata, who often got roped into silly activities with whoever seemed to be available to hang out that particular day. Nekomaru insisted he could use the training as well, so here he was. The next hour or so was spent dodging light attacks, relying on hearing and sensing danger when sight was not an option. Nekomaru always went easier on you and Hajime, saving the harder hits for Akane, who would never accept any less. Out on the beach behind the diner, you felt the sand between your toes, the wind on your face, the blindfold forcing you to perceive your surroundings in a whole new way.

You swivled on your heels, hearing someone new approach from the south, and you assumed everyone else heard them, too. It was Ibuki, as you easily reognized from the voice.

“There you guys are! We couldn’t find you for like, forever! Anyhoo! Teruteru sent me to round y’all up! Soup’s on! Come on back to the-” before Ibuki could even finish her words, Akane was bolting, blindfold still on, toward the first island, and only Ibuki would actually see what happened next:

Akane, all speed and no sight, plowed into Hajime and pushed past him. He yelped, splatting onto the ground at full-force.

“Ouch! What the fu- ah!” Hajime was cut off as Nekomaru, who also was now heading in the same direction as Akane, tripped over Hajime’s prone body on the sand, tripping face forward onto you, innocent of the chaos and unsuspecting while still blind to the world around you.

“Gah!” Nekomaru’s deep voice rumbled, clumsily taking you down with him, his huge mountain of a body easily smashing yours into the sand below him. Ibuki could only laugh at the cluster-fuck in front of her, the chain of events that lead to Nekomaru face planting directly into your chest. His exclamation of surprise was muffled into your soft mounds of flesh. You were speechless, just wondering what the hell was going on.

“Aww man, sorry, Hajime!” Nekomaru, hearing Hajime yell out beforehand, assumed it was the skinny brunette crushed below him. He reached up for the blindfold, lifting it and immediately feeling a rush of embarrassment set his cheeks ablaze. The tips of his ears were on fire and his heartbeat was racing, now making eye contact with you.

He wasn’t oblivious to his size, knowing whoever he’d fallen on top of was almost certainly pinned and unable to get up until he moved, so he scrambled to is feet, apologizing profusely and helping you to your feet while Ibuki made teasing remarks just a short distance away.

Gundham Tanaka

It was a rare stormy night on the beautiful tropical island. All outdoor activities were off the table, and so you and your good friend, Gundham, decided on spending time in his cabin. It had taken a lot of work to get Gundham to this point, where he let a “mere mortal” into the safe space of his private quarters, and he was still closed off in some ways. He had walls up: about his heart, his past, his Four Dark Devas, and you’d slowly broken many of them down. He still was his own quirky, awkward, edgy self, but around you, he was slightly more relaxed. He didn’t usually let others interact with his Devas, and he still insisted they could turn on even himself in a moment’s notice as they were powerful beasts and truly their own masters, but he was more comfortable letting you hold and take care of them than anyone else. You’d earned that right. You were worthy in his eyes.

You loved his personalized cabin, overrun with hamster tunnels and pet care items. It was so cute and cozy, a stark contrast to his own presentation to the world. Tonight, he regaled you with embellished and dramatic tales of his past feats while the Devas crawled all around you. One was under the collar of your shirt, trying to siphon away your body heat, another used your shirt sleeve like a tunnel. One sat in your lap, eating a seed you offered. Gundham’s storytelling was so entertaining to you because he was so effortlessly good at it. It was an accident that he was so alluring.

Without warning, lightning cracked outside and the lights went out. It was pure black all around you, and you assumed your peers in their own cabins were experiencing the same thing.

Freaking out a bit, Gundham yelled for his Devas, calling them back to his own side. Again, though he trusted you, and didn’t want to admit any faults in his breeding and training methods, at the end of the day, the Devas were animals with instincts and wild at heart. He feared them panicking at the sudden darkness and lashing out to scratch or bite you. He could handle it, as his bandaged arm proved, but he didn’t want that happening to you.

He reached out frantically for the Devas in the dark, lunging forward, scrambling and stumbling until he accidentally toppled you over. Clumsily, he fell forward onto you. You yelped at the impact, not seeing but feeling the Devas scramble for cover away from you before they could be crushed by their owner. Now flat on your back in the darkness, you smelled a masculine, fragrant gel product as a coif of hair tickled your nostrils. Quickly you realized that Gundham Tanaka had pinned you, his face smashed into your bosom.

The monitor that adorned every individual cabin flashed on, the monochromatic, evil bear appearing with a sheepish look across his mischievous face.

“Sorry there, kiddos! Backup generator comin’ at ya!” As if he even cared in the first place, he giggled before disappearing off the screen once again.

The lights shuttered and then flashed back on, Gundham now able to fully take in the situation. His eyes met yours, and widened in absolute horror, mouth agape. He shoved himself off of you immediately, crawling back to his side of the floor and gathering his Devas into his arms. He preferred to pretend the whole thing never happened, hiding his now tomato-red face behind the folds of his scarf.

Nagito Komaeda

Nagito was acting weird. Like, weirder than usual. You were all in the hotel restaurant for your morning meeting as always, save for Fuyuhiko, who was in the hospital after Peko’s trial the day before. Nagito was a clammy, sweaty mess, ranting and and raving about the most random things, and just… lying a lot?

You knew Nagito a little better than the others in the group, actively choosing to befriend and get to know him as much as he would allow, but one didn’t need to know Nagito well to know that he was lying. He was saying the most outlandish, obvious lies in rapid succession.

“Nagito, is this a joke? What are you up to, now?” Hajime, ever cynical and suspicious questioned the pariah of the group, who held himself in a crazed embrace, arms wrapped around his shaking form as he rambled on.

You also knew from spening time with Nagito that he was ill, extremely ill. He was so physically ill that it extended into affecting his mental and emotional wellbeing as well. It wasn’t like he didn’t lie to push his own goals from time to time, but this was different. Something was wrong. You’d all observed that Ibuki and Akane were acting strange as well, and so Hajime, kind of the default leader of sorts, put his flat palm to each of their foreheads and found them ablaze with heat. Ah ha! So there was an illness on top of the illness. Nagito was lanky and pale as it was, but today, he was a ghost of even that.

The group discussed what to do, trying to figure out what was wrong with your three obviously ill classmates, when Nagito, chuckling in a frenzied, unstable way, started to wobble on his feet. You saw his eyes roll to the back of his head, and he stumbled, beginning to drop. You swept forward and moved to catch him before he could hit the floor and take some real damage. With someone as sickly as him, a good fall would probably mess him up big time. Losing consciousness, his dead weight fell face forward, directly into the cushion of your breasts. You fumbled with his weight, struggling to keep him up while he nearly suffocated into the plush surface that smothered his face. You panicked, looking around for help, humiliation in your expression. He was heavier than his gangly frame suggested.

Hajime Hinata

You had the despair disease.

And you had it bad.

Forced into the hospital on the third island, you, Nagito, Akane and Ibuki had been quarantined, separated from most of your healthy classmates. Only Mikan, Fuyuhiko and Hajime visited the four of you on a day-to-day basis, both to care for you until you were better and to protect you from being victims of the killing game. Hajime, being closer to you than the others and someone who considered you a true friend, also just wanted to be there to keep you company. If he caught the disease trying to protect and visit you, so be it. He wasn’t really worried about it.

Little did Hajime know, you very much saw him as more than a friend. Although you’d never admit it to him, you were head over heels for your intelligent, perceptive, caring classmate. Your crush couldn’t have been bigger. When the disease first began to manifest and you were in the more mild stages of it, you tried to keep him away from the hospital, because it was clear to you which form of the disease you’d caught.

Akane had cowardice, Nagito lying, Ibuki gullibility, and you… 

It was most definitely love… or lust, or infatuation… you couldn’t quite tell. You’d like to think it was love, because if it was just lust or infatuation, you’d think you’d be climbing all over Fuyuhiko and Mikan when they came to visit, too, but so far, your grabby hands had only been reaching for Hajime. Your mind had been infected with an all-encompassing passion for Hajime Hinata, and Hajime Hinata alone.

Again, when you were more conscious and healthy at the begginning stages of the disease, you could recognize the involuntary increase of feelings swelling in your heart. You tried to warn Hajime to stay away, fully aware of what was happening to your body. He insisted on taking care of you just as he would help Mikan take care of the others, regardless of your warnings. As your fever burned and the sickness ravaged your body, you found it harder and harder to not grab at him when he approached, to not flirt shamelessly, to not look him up and down and imagine him without his shirt on. On days when the island felt hotter than usually, you subtly even suggested that he just be rid of the white uniform shirt altogether. Hajime had been a blushing mess around you all week, but had done his best to ignore the touches and advances, as he knew you weren’t in your right frame of mind. Though he secretly liked you more as a friend as well, he’d never take advantage of your predicament.

On this day in particular, the disease seemed to be at its climax. Your body was going through waves of heat flashes, sweat pouring from your hairline and onto your face.

As soon as Hajime opened the door to your hospital room, you leapt out of the bed before he could even speak a word. Your heart burned with affection as you latched onto him, jumping into his arms and smushing his face into the crevice of your breasts, very much on purpose.

“Hajime~ I missed you~” You crushed his nose into the sweaty cleavage of your bosom, wanting him to feel the warmth and love you held for him.

“(Y-Y/N)!” Hajime sputtered, stunned at the surprise attack, could barely breath, smothered into the embrace.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

You really admired Peko for her strength, skill and silent grace. She was strong and knew she was strong. She didn’t boast, she was confident in her art form. She was truly the Ultimate Swordswoman. Although it was quite hard at first, you’d managed to get close enough to her to consider her a friend. Being close to Peko by default meant you’d have to get a bit closer with Fuyuhiko as well. The pair were inseparable it seemed, and you didn’t mind that. Fuyuhiko, despite his fiery, spiky exterior, was actually much more thoughtful and kind that most people knew. You’d grown to realize that those who earned a modicum of his trust and friendship would not be disappointed in the type of man he could be. He often tagged along, pretending he didn’t want to be there when you hung out with Peko.

You stood on one side of the beach with Peko across the way on the other side. Peko took up an offensive stance, preparing for a head-on attack. She’d agreed to teach you some swordsmanship and martial arts basics here and there after seeing your interest, and so here you were, on your third lesson. Today’s learning goals included the basics of defensive stances, blocks, counters.

You weren’t picking up the skills as quickly as you’d like, though Peko always encouraged you to press on in her sisterly, stern, blunt way. Fuyuhiko stood nearby, reading some old book from the enormous library while leaned carelessly against the outside wall of the diner. He looked up occassionally to watch you two and comment, to scoff or tease when you messed up or express concern begrudgingly when he felt like Peko was going a little hard on you. Though she was supportive verbally, it seemed that she sometimes forgot her own strength compared to a beginners when it came time for action.

Frustrated with your own skills, you spaced out a bit, sighing and dropping your guard for just a moment, the wrong moment. Peko surged forward for an attack, noticing your lack of focus just a second too late.

“(Y/N), block!” Peko spoke curtly as she approached. With that wake up call, you brought the practice sword up at the very last second, just barely avoiding a head-on attack from the master swordswoman, one that probably would’ve knocked you out cold. Your pathetic excuse for a block took away a bit of the brunt impact, but Peko’s pure strength had you stumbling back still, knocked backward off your feet.

Fuyuhiko, softer in the heart than he’d like to admit, looked up upon hearing the commotion and, in an instinctual moment of reaction, dropped his book and lunged forward, ready to break your fall, if even just a little. You made eye contact with him on the way down, dropping hold of the sword and twisting to grab onto his petite frame. 

You easily tipped over his small body, taking him down with you. You instantly smothered him - your chest lining up perfectly with his nose and mouth - cutting off his airways as you two hit the ground. You were crushing him.

Profanities and protests fully muffled against your chest, Fuyuhiko struggled and swore, insulting you and hurling hateful curses from his compromising position.

Kazuichi Souda

You were making your way to Strawberry House from Grape House. In the elevator beside you was your good friend, Kazuichi, or just Kaz’, as you’d affectionately taken to calling him. You two often moved together, hanging out nearly every day, and now that you were all locked inside the funhouse, nothing had changed. In fact, with the danger of the killing game motive, you probably spent even more time linked at the hip with Kazuichi, as you liked to have each other’s back. He was a true friend to you.

Not only did you find Kazuichi’s unique style intriguing and his personality hilarious, but you really respected his unmatchable skill in engineering. He was a master, able to fix, take apart, and fix again nearly every machine or piece of tech that was thrown at him. He often, in fact, didn’t see just how amazing he was. Sure, he bragged at times, but you sensed a lot of insecurity under the surface, like he would never know just how valuable and important he actually was. You would often ask for his help fixing things or beg him to teach you some of what he knew.

On what you expected to be a short ride in the elevator, you were chatting it up with your best bud, complaining about the lack of food and the eye-strain caused by the bright walls of the fun house. One thing you two loved to do was complain together. You both just seemed to get each other.

Quite suddenly, the elevator stalled. Stopping mid-sentence, you grabbed onto Kazuichi’s forearm for reassurance as the elevator shook and thrusted to an abrupt halt with a jolt, knocking you into him. The lights flickered and went out.

“This is my worst fucking nightmare…” You chuckled nervously, grabbing onto Kazuichi tighter. He was panicking too under the surface, but being the Ultimate Mechanic, knew he was well within his skill set to fix the situation. Grumbling in displeasure, he sighed.

“Yeah, this fuckin’ sucks, but…” he started reaching out in the dark, looking for some kind of control panel or buttons, “I can probably get us outta here. Shit! If only I had just a speck of light!” You relinquished your hold on him so he could crouch, looking for some way to start his work. The panic was starting to really set in for you. What were the odds of this happening?

With a groan, the elevator lurched and shook again. 

“Kaz’!” You shrieked in the dark, leaping forward to grab onto Kazuichi, not caring one bit if you were impeding on any progress he had made. He yelped as you suctioned yourself onto him, tackling him to the ground.

“H-hey!” Kazuichi’s voice was muffled below you. You could barely make it out. “I can’t breathe!” He struggled beneath you, locked in your vice-like, terrified embrace as you ashphixiated him into your chest.

[t0rturedangel]

I WAS GIVEN PERMISSION TO BE A FREAK AND REQUEST DANGANRONPA AAAAAA

so like lowkey gundham tanaka is my offical father figure (I READ UR RULES AND I WAS UNSURE IF YOU WERE OKAY WITH PLATONIC ADULT AND CHILD) and imma need to order a fire meal from this chef aka, YOU 🫵🏻🫵🏻

SOOO ^_^ Can i order some hcs of Gundham with a daughter ?? Teen dad and precious little clone of him duo always gets me , my dream relationship with my dad (GUNDHAM TANAKA IS MY DAD)😢😢

〈  𝟎𝟎𝟎.. DAD N DAUGHTER

ㅤㅤ➯ㅤGUNDHAM TANAKA X DAUGHTER ! READER 〈  𝟎𝟎𝟏..ㅤSYNOPSISㅤ·⠀·⠀·ㅤyou and your father are quite the duo- one that everyone fears.

ㅤㅤㅤWARNINGS, apart from being short, none!

〈  𝟎𝟎𝟐..ㅤ✉ ; THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA WTF???? PLEASE REQUEST MORE POOKIE

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ꒦꒷︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶꒷꒦

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤYou and Gundham are literally THE father-daughter duo, you are quite literally a copy pasted version of gundham (expect you're a girl). You two act the same, speak the same and dress the same; everyone knows you're his daughter

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤMuch like your dad, you have a talent that revolves around animals-- seeing as you were brought up with animals around you, you pretty much know about every animal and how to care for them which earned you the talent of ULTIMATE ANIMAL CAREGIVER / SHSL Animal Veternarian (which you have made a living out of from a young age- whenever your friend's pets got hurt or sick they paid you to help heal them)

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤSince you and your father are good with all animals, whenever (and IF) you are being bullied-- you pull up with about two bears to school the next day (you have had the police called on you multiple times because of this, however you never got into trouble for anything because of who you and your dad is)

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤGundham has a variety of nicknames for you-- but he calls you 'Princess' most of the time (your full title is 'The first born of the forbidden one, Princess [name], Mage of the vast human realm, healer and carer of animals, .' which does get confusing but you and your father have memorised it)

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤUnironically, Gundham is terrified of you- because you helped take care of animals and their children, they seem to favour you over your father and whenever you get angry or upset (or you're on your period) you can easily use them as an army and command them to attack anyone (you don't but the chances are never zero)

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤGundham loves to teach you different spells, from a young age you knew many differnet spells and to be honest you love to use those spells to annoy people (esspecially your aunties and uncles)

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤJust like your dad, you have four dark devas of destruction however they're not called that (because there can only be ONE set of dark devas). You call them your scouts- as they tend to help you when needing to grab items you cannot reach properly.

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤYou two deffinately have matching outfits-- and like to wear them whenever you can. ╰ one time you had an outfit that was literally an exact copy of his and you wore it on halloween; calling it the most terrifying person you could think of- Gundham was honoured, and may or may not have shed a tear

୨୧ㅤ➯ㅤYou have to translate things for people whenever your father speaks to them. ╰ " Silence you fiend! Your words disgust me, Tanaka the forbidden one, to such a degree that even my child and dark devas find appauling! You should have never opened your vile lips in the first place. Your opinions on these matters should not even be considered ever again!" ... 'what did he say?' "Dad's telling you to shut up and never say that dumbass opinion of your ever again. I agree with him'

!⠀♡⠀₊⠀⠀ׁ⠀ꔛ

Ⓒ𝐓𝟎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝕽Σ𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝕷

[creepygirlcemetery]

˚　SDR2 BOYS ♡ and their love languages : sdr2 boys x reader

warnings 𓂅 minus teruteru srry. nothing much? just fluff┊an : im so lutang rn sorry if there are any spelling mistakes LMAO ... reblogs are appreciated !

꒱ hajime hinata — acts of service

𓏲 i feel like hes the kinda guy who’d like to do things for you,

𓏲 maybe it’d start off with small things like opening doors for you, pulling your chair out for you, getting you food, etc.

𓏲 he’d take care of you when youre sick methinks

꒱ nagito komaeda — words of affection

𓏲 literally worshipping the ground you walk on.

𓏲 i think he’d be the kinda guy who will compliment everything you do,, no matter what you look like or how good you are or something.

𓏲 i wouldve also said physical touch? but its more of something he’d like to recieve.

꒱ fuyuhiko kuzuryu — acts of service & quality time

𓏲 like hajime, i feel like fuyuhiko would do things for you. hes a gentleman— hes just… aggressive LMAO.

𓏲 i feel like he’d have some sort of urge to protect you? not really because he thinks youre weak, but having ties with the yakuza isn’t always safe.

𓏲 so with that, i feel like he’d have you near him often, if not with peko. and because youre always around, he also kinda learns to enjoy having quality time with you.

꒱ kazuichi soda — quality time, words of affection & physical touch

𓏲 i feel like hes not really set on one specific love language, but i think those would be his main three.

𓏲 he loves to compliment you, definitely the kinda guy to stumble over his words because of how nervous he is.

𓏲 like fuyuhiko, he’d probably prefer having you around him. not cause he needs to protect you; he just likes when youre there.

𓏲 he’d love to hold you or be held methinks. maybe he’ll have an arm around your shoulder or his hand on the small of your back whilst you guys walk around.

꒱ gundham tanaka — words of affection & gift giving

𓏲 compliment king 🙏

𓏲 definitely says some poetic stuff about you, his compliments DO NOT MISS. think the lyric “i’ll burn your name into my throat, i’ll be the fire that’ll catch you” from caraphernelia by ptv.

𓏲 he gifts you some cool stuff. roses, jewelry, or whatever else you like— hes got it.

꒱ nekomaru nidai — words of affection & quality time

𓏲 i feel like he’d like working out with you?

𓏲 he’d hype you up whilst you do push ups or something LMAO.

𓏲 maybe if you arent the kind of person who enjoys exercising, he’d just enjoy to have you there while he does.

꒱ byakuya twogami — acts of service

𓏲 alot like hajime, he’d do stuff for you.

𓏲 hes strict but hes a gentleman as well.

𓏲 he would open the car door for you, maybe carry your bags who knows.

[simplyluunaa]

Hii could you please write korekiyo/mondo/Gundam (separately) x trans male reader (chubby if comfortable)

Pls& thx

:)

˙⊹ ੈ✰[With a transmasc + chubby reader]✰ ੈ⊹˙

-ˏˋ. rules + masterlist ˊˎ-

Fandom: Danganronpa

Characters: Gundham Tanaka, Korekiyo Shinguji, Mondo Owada

Warnings: !!NOT SPOILER FREE!! Talk of dysphoria, top surgery scars, binding, mentions of weight

Tags: Established relationship, fluff, transmasc! reader

A/N: Thank you so much for my very first request!! I did my very best to make this as accurate as possible, so I hope you enjoy!

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Gundham Tanaka

Getting this right out of the way, the Four Dark Devas love you

More body fat means you’re warmer!!

They might start preferring you over Gundham tbh

When finding out you’re trans, I feel like Gundham wouldn’t react all that much

Maybe make a comment on how he supposes even the dark gods who have crafted you can too make mistakes

His view on you doesn’t change one bit, though if you’ve had top surgery he will want to see the scars

Won’t ask, but he might try and sneak a peak whenever possible

I also feel like he’d have some basic knowledge on stuff like this, maybe due to some online friends or something, so if you haven’t had top surgery and use a binder, he’ll remind you to take breaks, not wear it while you sleep, stuff like that

On the topic of bodies – he likes that you’re chubby!!

He’s pretty thin himself, which can lead to him getting cold easily, so having you around to warm him up is nice

He also likes to sleep on you

If you’re ever feeling dysphoric, he does his best to help you however he can

If you want to just lay in bed and cry for a bit, he’ll be there for you, if you want a spontaneous late-night hair-cut, he’s already got the scissors, and he’ll affirm your masculinity however he can

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Korekiyo Shinguji

He has met so many people, of so many sizes and identities, that you don’t at all seem odd to him

Not to say he doesn’t find you interesting though

When finding out you’re trans, his reaction will just be like…nothing

He does not react

Maybe a ‘hm.’ but that's all you’re getting out of him

Once you open up to him about it though, he may occasionally ask questions

If you’ve had top surgery he asks to see the scars

I feel like he’d want to study the recorded instances of transgender people in the past, like in ancient Rome and stuff

And he will tell you about it

I feel like he’d like laying on your lap or stomach (if you're w/ it comfortable ofc!!)

Would read while snuggled up with you, just being together in silence for long periods of time

If you’re ever feeling dysphoric, he’ll go through a list of reasons why the features you’re upset with are not inherently feminine or anything to be ashamed of

But if that doesn’t help, he asks what will help you, and will do his best to assist you

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Mondo Owada

When finding out you’re trans, being so honest, he may not understand 

Like you might have to run it by him a couple of times

He’s a little bit dense, I fear

Also very protective, like if anyone so much as looks at you wrong he’s on the defensive

Even if it has nothing to do with you being trans or anything

Want to see the top surgery scars if you have them, and will ask

Also, asks like a million questions

Some may seem a bit insensitive, but he’s really just curious and wants to understand

If you wear a binder, he’ll end up doing research and worrying about you, so he’s constantly reminding you to take breaks, not wear it while you sleep or exercise, all that

On the topic of you being chubby – he does not care all that much!

He does like knowing he can hug you tight and not hurt you though, that’s good

I feel like he’d very much want you to lay on him

Like a heated weighted blanket 

If you’re ever feeling dysphoric, he genuinely has no idea what to do

He’ll try his best to re-affirm your manliness, maybe ends up yelling at you because he’s nervous

If you tell him what he can do to help though, he is ON IT

⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

[thelittleghoul]

.˚🕸️๋࣭ Welcome To The Cemetery˚🕸️๋࣭

Master list coming soon!!

⋆˚˖ Rules ⋆˚˖

I will not write

• Incest, pedo, detailed SA or anything that’s in the proship category and do not want that on my page!

• NSFW agere in anyway that’s ✨nasty✨

•SH in detail (very triggering for me)

•Pregnancy (just something I don’t know/have a lot of interest in writing sorry)

•Yandere (feels weird and icky to write and I don’t want to romanticize that stuff)

•Addiction in detail (a trigger)

•Smut (Maybe in the future but for now I’m not comfortable in writing that)

Thin Ice but I will write

•SH as long as it’s not too detailed (example “I have scars from SH.”)

•I can mention SA briefly if I am writing about trauma and or symptoms that stem for traumatic events like SA but that’s it (example “I don’t like physical touch do to SA.”)

•I will mention addiction but again not in detail (again a trigger)

I will write

•SFW agere

•Mental and physical health/conditions (I am not an expert but I will research and study before writing anything I do not know/have a lot of knowledge about!)

•Fluff

•Angst

•Platonic

•Romantic

•Headcanons and one shots can be non x reader

•I prefer headcanons but I will definitely do one shots as well!

•LGBTQ+

POC and any culture and background (with research!!)

⋆˚˖ Fandoms and Characters I will write ⋆˚˖

⋆˚˖ MHA ⋆˚˖

•Izuku Midoriya

•Katsuki Bakugo

•Shoto Todoroki

•Eijiro Kirishima

•Denki Kaminari

•Hanta Sero

•Tenya Iida

•Kyoka Jiro

•Mina Ashido

•Ochaco Uraraka

•Momo Yaoyorozu

•Fumikage Tokoyami

•Mashirao Ojiro

•Toru Hagakure

•Minoru Mineta (only with a redemption arch lol)

•Mezo Shoji

•Tsuyu Asui

•Koji Koda

•Shota Aizawa

•Present Mic

•All Might

⋆˚˖ Danganronpa THH ⋆˚˖

•Makoto Naegi

•Kyoko Kirigiri

•Byakuya Togami

•Celestia Ludenberg

•Chihiro Fujisaki

•Aoi Asahina

•Kiyotaka Ishimaru

•Leon Kuwata

•Mondo Owada

•Mukuro Ikusaba

•Sakura Ogami

•Sayaka Maizono

•Yasuhiro Hagakure

⋆˚˖ Danganronpa V2 ⋆˚˖

•Hajime Hinata

•Nagito Komaeda

•Peko Pekoyama

•Sonia Nevermind

•Nekomaru Nidai

•Mikan Tsumiki

•Mahiru Koizumi

•Kazuichi Soda (Not as a simp)

•Ibuki Mioda

•Akane Owari

•Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

•Chiaki Nanami

•Gundham Tanaka

⋆˚˖ Danganronpa V3 ⋆˚˖

•Shuichi Saihara

•Kaede Akamastu

•Rantaro Amami

•Korekiyo Shinguji (not writing about his backstory or him with his sister)

•Angie Yonaga

•Gonta Gokuhara

•Kokichi Oma

•Kaito Momota

•Kirumi Tojo

•Maki Harukawa

•Ryoma Hoshi

•K1-B0

•Tenko Chabashira

⋆˚˖ TMNT 2012 ⋆˚˖

•All four brothers

⋆˚˖ ROTTMNT ⋆˚˖

•All four brothers

•April O’Neil

⋆˚˖ TMNT Bayverse ⋆˚˖

•All four brothers

•April O’Neil

•Casey Joan’s

⋆˚˖ About Me ⋆˚˖

Hi!! I’m the little ghoul! I’m autistic, a agere and part of the LGBTQ community! I’m from Canada and I am currently in school (I am a minor) I am doing this for fun and would love for people to send requests!! I am so happy to do this and I hope all of you like my work in the future thanks so much!! ♡

[nabateaprodigy]

I'm Now Taking Requests for Danganronpa!

The games I'll write for are Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc, Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair, and Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony.

I'll write character x character requests. I'll also write x male, female, and gender-neutral readers.

I'll write for any scenarios you want involving things such as fluff, angst, hurt to comfort, etc. However, I will not write anything for smut sorry.

I'll write for the 3 main games and the characters I'll be writing for those 3 main games. Can be found below.

Makoto Naegi

Sayaka Maizono

Leon Kuwata

Kyoko Kirigiri

Byakuya Togami

Hifumi Yamada

Mondo Owada

Toko Kukawa/Genocide Jack

Celestia Ludenberg

Aoi Asahina

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Sakura Ogami

Yasuhiro Hagakure

Junko Enoshima

Chihiro Fujisaki

Mukuro Ikusaba

Hajime Hinata

Akane Owari

The Ultimate Imposter

Chiaki Nanami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Hiyoko Saionji

Ibuki Mioda

Kazuichi Soda

Mahiru Koizumi

Mikan Tsumiki

Nagito Komaeda

Nekomaru Nidai

Peko Pekoyama

Sonia Nevermind

Teruteru Hanamura

Izuru Kamukura

Shuichi Saihara

Korekiyo Shinguji

Angie Yonaga

Kirumi Tojo

Kokichi Oma

Tsumugi Shirogane

Keebo

Tenko Chabashira

Kaede Akamatsu

Kaito Momota

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Rantaro Amami

Himiko Yumeno

Gonta Gokuhara

Miu Iruma

[husbandograveyard]

🕱 Lovebites Masterlist 🕱 this is a VAMPIRE AU event 🕱 ☽☽Character: Gundham Tanaka (DGRP II) x Gn Reader ☾☾ ✩ Requested by: @silenceofthecookies ✩ [fluff]✩ Warnings: hurt animal, but you rescue, nothing gruesome ✩

You liked being a vampire. You didn’t always use to like it. But after a couple of decades, when it didn’t all feel new and scary, you got used to it. There were many benefits, and ever since you met your current partner, you were not alone, more stable, and integrated into life as much as two vampires could possibly be. 

You liked being a vampire, because it came with so many benefits. The enhanced power, speed, senses. You liked feeling strong and powerful without having to exert much effort. You liked being able to observe your surroundings so much better than you ever could in your mortal life. And generally, you liked the immortality. 

But with said immortality, came also the major downside of being a vampire. Because your lifespan was now a never ending one, but those of your surroundings weren’t. Time seemed to slow down, what seemed like ages in your mortal life was over in the blink of an eye now that you had eternity ahead of you. 

The worst of it came in your familiars. Gundham was partial to hamsters, the worst possible option according to you, because even under the best of conditions, they only lived a couple of years. You barely had time to properly get attached to them before you had to say goodbye, breaking your heart every single time. 

Your boyfriend had way more pragmatic approach to it, quoting the cycle of life and death, and assuring you that the hamster had still lived a happy life with you two as its owners, better than it probably would have gotten without the two of you. 

And yet. You longed for another familiar. One that would stick around a little longer. And maybe one your boyfriend wouldn’t be carrying on his person most of the time, allowing you more time to bond with it. You couldn’t blame him for his actions, he was the hamster-whisperer if there ever was one, but the companionship of a familiar was not his right alone to have. 

So when you found the tiniest kitten in a puddle on the street, you couldn’t help but immediately feel connected to it. You had checked, but no mother or other kittens to be found. It was writhing and meowing loudly, and it was shivering from the cold. It immediately calmed down when you gently wrapped it in your coat, holding it close until you were home. 

You got to work immediately, calling a vet you knew for instructions and assistance, and went out of your way to acquire as many of the supplies as you could. The little creature was barely moving, and you were getting worried about its wellbeing. It was then you felt a presence behind you, and you turned around, startled by your partner, standing over you, trying to figure out just what you were cradling, when all of your hamsters, excuse me, dark devas of destruction were all snuggly tucked away in his scarf, their absolute favorite spot. 

You held up the kitten to him and explained your situation, unable to read his expression as he looked at you intently, taking in every word you said.

“Why are we standing around wasting time then? Let’s conserve our energy and channel it into this helpless being!” 

You blinked a couple of times, his sudden outbursts and loud voice still managing to startle you at times, even after being together for literal centuries. His strange way of speaking had evolved over the years, but had been stuck in some time periods, making him a little bit of a weirdo to anyone who’d speak to him nowadays. You thought it was endearing, especially since you knew he always meant well. 

Just like now. With his help and the guidance from your vet at the phone, you managed to get the little thing in the best state possible in no time. Now it was but a matter of patience, and hoping that your actions had been enough. 

Gundham was uncharacteristically quiet, leading you to the couch so you could sit down and take a minute. Two of his hamsters rested in his scarf, but San-D and Cham-P left to sit with you, snuggling up to your neck, providing you with some comfort. 

“I have neglected your wants for a familiar” 

You looked up at Gundham in confusion. 

“We have familiars though.” You smiled gently, gesturing at the two little creatures nestled on your shoulders. 

“Yes, but I am aware most of them are from my choices and introduced to the darkness by none other than me. It is not that I don’t trust you with tasks of such importance, it is just-” 

You held up your hand, quietly interrupting his apology and smiled. “Is this your way of saying we can keep the cat?” “Of course.”  

[shuniverse]

day six ;; gundham tanaka

“darling?” he called from your bedroom upon hearing you arrive home, “please, join me in our sanctuary, I’ve prepared a surprise for you.”

you smiled, gundham knew what a special month for you it was, and so he wanted to contribute to your happiness in his own way.

“coming, baby!”

you smiled, taking off your shoes and slipping on your slides as you made your way to the bedroom.

upon opening the door, you smiled, almost wanting to cry.

he’d set up new blankets in the varying shades of the bi flag, he had lit candles that sat on either side table of your big bed that smelled of vanilla and cedarwood, him sitting on his rocking chair with the devas all arranged in little blue, purple, and pink bowties, and then you finally noticed the glowing stars he’d hung and stuck to your ceiling, knowing your love for them.

“awh, my love this is beautiful.” you smiled, reaching to your eyes, and he returned it, carefully setting down the devas and standing up to make his way to you, wrapping his arms around you comfortingly.

“my paramour, this is the least I can do for your special time of the year, so please, let me treat you like the royalty you are. you deserve it for all you trek through in this miserably intolerable existence, gaining this month purely because your heart lies in two directions. let me love you my darling, I wish to see you shine like the stars on our ceiling.”

you teared up, his beautiful vocabulary and comfortingly deep voice made you smile and bury your head into his thick chest.

“thank you, gunny. this means so much to me.”

“just as you do for me, my starlight.” he kissed your head, running his ringed fingers through your locks. “let us relax, hm? I’ve prepared a bath for you, we mustn’t let the water get cold.”

you nodded, smiling more, as you walked with him to your bathroom, the devas following your trail as the door shut.

;;-;;

I hope you enjoyed day six!!

UGH I love gundham so much, I need to write him more.

also yes I used the same colored bowtie idea for this that I did for minho’s kitties, so fight me 🙄

anyways, feel free to request gundham ideas, I’d love to write them!

stay safe lovelies <3

- alice <3

[frickingnerd]

dating kazuichi & gundham

pairing: kazuichi souda x gn!reader x gundham tanaka

tags: polyamorous relationship, jealousy (kazuichi of gundham) petnames ('babe', 'baby', 'puppy' & 'mouse'), wholesome fluff

it takes kazuichi some time to learn to share you with gundham!

kazuichi is just happy he gets to have you at all, but he would've preferred if you didn't pick gundham of all people to fall in love with!

though over the course of your relationship with the two boys, kazuichi learns to get along with gundham more and the two boys actually become friends, making it easier for kazuichi to share you

kazuichi might've been the one reluctant to befriend gundham at first, but the tables turn when kazuichi suddenly starts to cling to both you AND gundham, making gundham miss his times of quiet and peace when kazuichi still hated him…

gundham is rather calm, compared to kazuichi. sure, both boys can talk quite a lot, but gundham can actually sit still if needed and be quiet

kazuichi on the other hand is always talking and always touching you somehow, whether it's holding hands or having his hands in your pockets!

dates with kazuichi are always exciting! he'll take you on a ride with his motorcycle, blast loud music and talk your ear off!

gundham is much calmer and most dates with him are mundane things like taking care of his pets together, while listening to each other talk

gundham likes to give you pet related pet names like ‘puppy’ or ‘mouse’, while kazuichi prefers cool and classic petnames like ‘baby’ or ‘babe’

kazuichi and gundham are both touchstarved, but only kazuichi seems to be aware of that!

he craves physical contact, so he simply clings to you at all times, his hands always on you

meanwhile, gundham isn't as open about what he wants, but he's relieved whenever kazuichi starts a cuddle session with all three of you!

if you're dating them, you have to cuddle a lot with the two boys, as they never got that love and affection in the past…

[megumitheultimateteacherspet]

Cafe Love

kazuichi Soda x gn!reader

Warnings: None

Type: fluff 🌸 (oneshot)

A/n: This oneshot is a year old, so the writing isn't the best

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“She keeps ignoring me” Kazuichi whines, putting his head on the bar.

“She’s not worth it” you put down a pink drink next to the mechanic’s head.

“Come on, one day she’ll accept my love” Soda raises his head.

You sigh and take the order of a costumer.

You were the ultimate Barista, you met Soda when he came to the cafe.

He told you about Sonia, the ultimate princess aka his crush.

He sometimes he complains about a guy called Gundham Tanaka, the ultimate animal breeder but Soda calls him the ultimate girl stealer.

Soda wasn’t a fan of any drinks on the menu, so you decided to make one for him: a pink coffee with marsmellow and a white straw.

You return to see Soda to see him the same position.

You sigh “how about I talk to her and try to assemble something”

Soda jumps up “really!?”

You nod.

(Timeskip)

Soda rushes over the counter with excited expression.

Your colleague notices him. “Hey (Y/n), your weird friend is here

”You playfully roll your eyes, knowing why the mechanic was here.

You walk to the counter and make eye contact with the boy.

“So?” You could see that he was holding his excitement.

“Well I couldn’t get a date but I get to learn a few things about her” You pull out a folded paper with information of the princess.

Soda reaches over to grab, only for you put it of his reach.

“Hey!”

“You really thought I would give you this?” You throw it the trashcan behind you.

“Oh come on, why did you do that!?”

“You really think I would her personal info to you, if you want to know about her just talk to her” you explain.

Soda’s expression saddened, he looks down while muttering.

You sigh and grabs a stickey note. You write something on it.

You put it front of Soda and kiss him on the cheek.

“Well if you’re desperate, you know where to find me” You walk away.

Soda puts his hand on his cheek, flustered. He looks down to the stickey note.

‘Call me -(Y/n) :) XXX-XXX-XXX’

Soda’s eyes soften as he smiles.

[m-y-fandoms]

COMMISSION: Gundham Tanaka x Female Reader Part 3

Info: Island Mode, no despair. Takes place on Jabberwock Island. Genre is Fluff, oblivious crush to lovers, SFW, cute flirting. Reader uses she/her. Reader is the Ultimate Cardiologist, focused on medical stuff and knowledge of the heart!

Total fic length is 7K words split into 3 parts. Part 1 Part 2

FREE TIME EVENT 3

One thing about Y/N, is that she was always quite the teacher’s pet. While people her age, classmates, or coworkers would often reject her, it was kind of a teacher’s job to nurture and accept her, so she clung to these mentor figures all throughout elementary and middle school. Now in high school, nothing had changed. The good thing about being a teacher’s pet is that she got to help people, which she loved doing above all else. She cleaned up the classroom, tutored others, answered questions when the other kids were stumped or put on the spot, sometimes brought little treats for the teacher. It made her feel useful, wanted. She always wanted to touch lives, change them for the better. Charity work, marathons, CPR training, anything that made the lives of others a little brighter and she was there. Gundham, after hanging out with her for the past few weeks, certainly noticed this trait in her. She was always helping, rarely asking for help. He garnered from their conversations that she was the type to go hungry for the day because she passed a homeless person on the street who needed food. She was the type to hype up others and tear herself down. She was pure and humble and far too good for someone like him, though he thought of her often. 

He thought of them together often.

At the moment, she was helping Usami and some of the other girls cook a big lunch for everyone. They’d been at it for hours, covered in flour, grease, butter, spices. But that’s just how she was. This is what she enjoyed, making others smile. It made him want to smile watching her, but he merely sat in the corner of the dining hall silently and observed. When they finally finished cooking and began serving the meal to everyone (by the way, it was clear that cliques had formed by now and people sat by their closest friends) she wiped off her hands onto a rag and approached him to ask if he wanted to go eat with her outside by the pool. He accepted a little too readily, a little too eagerly, and they made their way outside with their trays.

Conversation, strangely, flowed naturally between them. He almost never started an exchange with another person, but around her, his lips felt loosened. He revealed to her that his mom was an awful cook, but he ate her cooking every day nonetheless.

“The infernal woman would weep incessantly if I did not finish my plate. It was like a siren song from hell!” He was deadly serious, and because of that she couldn’t help but let a little giggle slip. She could see him reliving the memories of burnt pancakes and charred, over-salted meats. “It was like consuming poison daily, but as you know, repeated exposure strengthens the soul and makes one immune. And so, I only grew stronger…” he stated proudly.

“I think…” she chimed in, “ you didn’t want to hurt your mother’s feelings, so you ate her food to make her feel better and spare her dignity. You have a sweet side, Gundham ~” she teased. His face turned redder then a rose, and the Devas sensed the change in their master’s demeanor and scurried all about him excitedly.

“Do not speak such foolish words, witch! I have never known you to lie, but -”

“And I’m not lying now! But it’s okay, I’ll change the subject.” She nervously sought for more ways to connect with him, to extend the time they spent together in any way she could. “So, living with a single mom, it couldn’t have been easy. I know kids judge, think you’re unwanted or an accident. Truly, I know what that feels like.”

Gundham already knew about her parents being workaholics who didn’t have time for a child they never wanted, but he had no idea until now that much like him, her own elementary and middle school days were plagued with bullies who didn’t like kids that were different. Having one parent, or having parents who didn’t want you - it didn’t matter - some kids would use anything they could to make you feel less than. He learned about her bullies and in turn, she learned where his touch aversion came from. Of course, he didn’t outright say it, but she picked it up through his embellished and dramaticized retellings. He wasn’t touched much as a kid, be it platonical or familial, so he learned to not want or need it. 

Anything that can talk will betray you, and anything that can touch will hurt you.

“Yeah, bullies suck. You know, I’ve always wanted to cut my hair short like Mahiru. I hate this length, but I really fear what people would think, or how I would look with short hair, so I just… never did it.” She sighed, finishing her plate.

Now it was his turn to speak without thinking.

“Damn these peasants’ opinions! They know nothing and feel nothing! You would be akin to a queen if you cast aside their judgments and adjusted your appearance to appease only yourself.” He was rather worked up, a bit angry after hearing of her self doubts and how they affected her. They both sat in silence for a moment, with her heart beating out of her chest at his words.

“I thought I was a witch…” she joked to cut through the awkward stillness.

~

Long after they’d parted and long after night had fallen upon the island, she found a box outside her cabin door. Always the cautious one, she brought it inside and carefully opened it in case its contents were fragile. Inside was a stethoscope, most likely from the pharmacy on the second island. It had a logo of Usami in a nurse’s hat on it. It was sitting on top of a well known medical magazine, an issue she hadn’t read yet. She placed both gifts on her table, revealing a sticky note on the bottom of the box:

[A grimoire and relic for your rituals, witch]

HOPE FRAGMENT 3 GAINED - END

FREE TIME EVENT 4

They simply enjoyed being in each other’s company. They would sit and be boring together. They’d lean against each other and she’d read medical journals while he made lists of supplies and activities for the Devas. By the way, that was something that was slowly but surely changing. He would let her lean against him. He would let her bandage his hands when he got bit. There was even a time when her heart-shaped hair clip fell from its place holding back her locks, and he ever so timidly picked it up, held back her hair with his free hand, and pinned it back where it belonged.

They spent so much time together, that he began to feel antsy and even a bit jealous when she hung out with others. Today they all chose the Titty Typhoon, Ibuki’s favorite music venue, to spend the day together as a class. Ibuki was on stage screaming and hollering and Gundham could feel himself going into sensory overload. Mikan was obsessing over Y/N like usual, pulling at her hand and eating up all of her time and attention. The sight of it was grinding down his sanity. He felt his palms sweating and his heart wrenching. Maybe Y/N wasn’t a witch after all, but Mikan most certainly was. The way she hogged Y/N to herself was infuriating and the lights were blinding above the stage and the music hurt his ears and his scarf was too hot and Mikan’s voice was grating and -

He had to remind himself to breathe and calm down. He hadn’t let anything in this malignant hellscape of a universe frustrate him like his in years. It was expected on this prison planet: disappointment, turmoil, selfishness, chaos, so why was he letting his feelings get the better of him now? Surely he was above this?

I’ve had enough, he thought, and sprung into action.

“Let us depart, witch!” Marching up to the two coven members, he took Y/N by the wrist - never grabbing her too roughly or touching her in a way intending to do harm - and lead her out of the music venue.

“Awww! You two are gonna miss the encore!” Ibuki yelled from the stage through the microphone. The others were already starting to notice how much time the odd pair spent together and began to whisper.

~

“Alright, you have my attention Gundham. What are we gonna do today? Thanks for saving me from Mikan, by the way. She’s great… in small doses…” she let out a breathy chuckle, exhaling deeply and releasing the stress of her previous interaction.

“Anything you want, coven leader. Anything but that infernal noise.” As they walked toward the bridge back to the main island, she pulled a small package of seeds from her school bag and began to feed Cham-P, who had crawled onto her shoulder.

“I’ve been upgraded from just a witch in a coven to the coven leader. Thank you, Gundham.”

“Thank me for nothing. The credit is yours alone. I did not ‘upgrade’ anything. Your consciousness ascended.” He rose his hand in the air, mimicking said ascension.

“Mmm… I see,” she mused. Did she think he was joking around with her? She seemed to always take his great compliments a little too casually, as platonically as possible. He despised that. He didn’t know how to flirt, how to get his point across. She never seemed to see how hard it was for him to say these things, and how much meaning he placed in those words. He’d never been sweet on anyone before and so he was no expert, but how could she be this oblivious of his feelings. Was she that dense?

How ironic was it then, that she felt the exact same way, that she felt like her attempts at flirting were cringe inducing and curved away at every turn. She was all but ready to abandon all notions of romance and get comfortable as Gundham’s BFF. She should be happy with that right… right?

As they passed the movie theater, she decided then and there to change their plans and forget about the main island.

“Gundham, so I was thinking… we both kinda, well, missed out on things normal teens do. You kinda needed… friends or some kind of  level of social skills to do all that but…” she began to feel that self-doubt creeping up, again, “why don’t we do those things now? Together!”

One thing about Y/N, was that she was incredibly efficient at making lists and following them. It was kind of a given to be organized when necessary for any medical professional.

Experience one on the list: the movie theater. Teens loved going to the movies with their friends, right? You buy the overpriced candy, eat popcorn slathered in butter, laugh at scenes that weren’t that funny because things were funnier with friends, and if you were there on a date, you…

Y/N and Gundham chose a supernatural romance movie. Usami had a different film playing in each theater room - lots of choices. Gundham enjoyed the occult elements and the romance more than he would admit. Y/N enjoyed the romance elements and the occult more than she would admit. Y/N could’ve sworn that the Dark Devas, vastly more intelligent than the average rodent, were slowly nudging at the pair’s hands on the shared arm rests between them, urging them to come together.

Experience two: school dances. You went, drank punch and ate from charcuterie and fruit boards. There were balloons and cheap party supplies in the school gym. You did cringey dances with a group of friends while chaperones watched, right? And if you brought a date…

By the time the movie was done, everyone had cleared out of the Titty Typhoon except Ibuki, who was now alone on stage rehearsing for her next show tomorrow. They didn’t really have a school gym, so this would have to do. Y/N asked Ibuki to play some popular mainstream songs (they weren’t really her style but she obliged for her friends), and Y/N simulated a school dance as well as she could. Gundham wouldn’t be caught dead dancing, so he watched Y/N from the corner as she danced with the Devas on her shoulders and on the ground around her. She was careful not to step on them, though he assured her she could never do them any harm. They were far too powerful. He scowled, pretending he wasn’t having a good time, and then it was over.

Experience three: amusement parks. They visited that enormous island for hours, trying out the roller coasters, the fun house, carnival games. Some of their other classmates even joined them for some of the rides, and a small group sat for meal together. Having friends was… kinda awesome. Y/N felt more alive than she had all her life.

One after another they ticked things off of her list, but as night began to fall, it became clear to her that they wouldn’t be able to fit it all into a single day. Now back at Gundham’s cabin, deciding what to do next, she could see the exhaustion in his eyes. One thing that was different about the two of them: though neither of them really had friends growing up, Y/N craved and dreamed about being accepted, while Gundham was a bit more accepting of his loner life style. It didn’t bother him as much, so as the adrenaline of having fun kept her awake and lively all day, he was starting to succumb.

“Hey Gundham, it’s looking like you’re a little low on energy. Wanna head to bed and regroup tomorrow?” She tried to hide the disappointment in her voice, and he looked offended at the accusation.

“How dare you suggest that I, the overlord of all that is evil, would be weakened by a mere day of play?! Name your next task, witch! I can take it!” He leaned back on his bed, head resting against the frame. Y/N felt her blood run cold. She’d mindlessly written out all of these teenage experiences as she remembered them from books, television, and movies, without a thought of who her teenage-experience partner actually was today.

“...sleep overs,” she sputtered under her breath, embarrassed at the very words.

“Speak up, Sorceress of the Bleeding Heart!” That was a new one, she thought offhandedly. “Cease this mumbling and speak clearly!” Gundham commanded.

“Sleep overs…” she spoke again, no more confident than before, though a tad louder.

“That is all? Our peers see this as an entertaining experience? Very well, you shall rest here until the morn. What shall we do throughout the night?” She gawked at him. Was he this uneducated on matters of the heart, this unused to romantic influences in his life that he would suggest something like that so casually? Had he never read a romance novel, seen a show aimed at young adult audiences? After a while of her staring in shock, he spoke again. “Why do you take pause? Have I offended you, my Lady of the Dark Heart?” That was another new one. He was getting creative tonight. Wait, his Lady of the Dark Heart? Maybe she was reading way too far into all of this. Maybe he was just this innocent, this blunt and sincere.

“No, of course not! It’s just… I don’t know. Guys and girls of our age don’t usually just… sleep in the same room overnight like that…” she played with San-D in her lap, poking his little tummy, anything to busy her hands and distract from the heat creeping through her body right now. Now it was his turn to balk at her. He was making the connection in his mind, and realization crept across his visage. Despite how it seemed, Gundham was a bit more informed on these topics than she gave him credit for.

“My Lady,” he stood up again to his full height, very serious about what he was about to say, “do you think I'm some type of monster, like these common fools around here? Do you think me so low as to threaten your virtue or act in a manner unbefitting of your title? I’ve never been so insulted.” He huffed, crossing his arms stubbornly across his chest as he often did when he downplayed his emotions.

“Of course not!” Y/N scrambled frantically for words, humiliated at the implication of her words, and then of his. Just the thought of it… “I- you know I trus -” He held his hand out, silencing her.

“You said you would never betray me. Is it not obvious that I would never betray My Lady either?” She was speechless, and he reached out, taking her hand in his. Y/N nodded. “Then, what shall we do until we tire? Rather… I mean until My Lady tires. The Devas and I have boundless energy; such is the fate of an eternal demon bound to this earth.”

~

It was now far past midnight. After board games, more exchanging of memories, snacks, YouTube videos, and tidying up the Devas’ cage, Y/N slept in Gundham’s bed while he slept on the ground in a sleeping bag Usami provided - not before chirping out her disapproval at the situation. Although through his actions, Gundham had been a perfect gentleman all night, he couldn’t fight that his thoughts were not quite as pure. As she slept under his sheets, he was restless listening to her calm, even breaths. He thought of her scent, of the way her genuine smile made his heart nearly burst, of the way her knee-high socks snugly hugged her thighs earlier that day. He remembered looking her up and down as she walked in front of him, the swing of hips, the sound of laughter.

Cursing his weakest human desires, he forced himself to sleep.

HOPE FRAGMENT 4 GAINED - END

FREE TIME EVENT 5

When Y/N awakened the next day, messy hair, morning breath and all, Gundham was already awake, showered, dressed, and tending to the Deva’s daily needs. He asks her to go back to her cabin and prepare. After all, they had a long day ahead of them, and he mentioned having something in mind to add to the list.

~

Hours later, sitting on a bar stool next to her in the diner on the second island, Gundham produced a small box from his coat pocket, allowing the Devas to scoot it across the bar counter to her. She picked it up, reading the label. It was a pastel pink box with neon-colored hearts scattered across the label.

“Heart-shaped candies?” She couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips. She shook the box, listening to the little candies inside shake around.

“For the witch that has cast a spell upon my own heart. You must truly be a sorceress of the highest order to have tamed an over lord of ice.” She could feel that familiar pounding in her chest. It always seemed to happen around him.

“Is this your way of saying…” Yes, yes! Was she finally starting to understand? He didn’t care if it was premature, he felt elated.

“That my heart is yours, My Lady of Darkness, should you wish to have it.” He felt his hands begin to tremble. He’d never felt so vulnerable, so exposed in his life. There was a long pause as she thought of an appropriate response, a response worthy of his words. Every second of silence gave him time to doubt himself. It was like torture.

“Remember when I told you I was scouted by Hope’s Peak while on vacation? What I didn’t tell you was that it was a forced vacation. My parents were sick of me and thought getting me out of my home town would ‘fix’ me. I hated it, but…” She swallowed, reaching for his hand. Once she held it in his grasp, she continued, “if all that hadn’t happened, I never would’ve met you… so, I’m grateful.” She leaned forward, eyes closed, and placed a kiss upon his pale, hot cheek. His skin scorched her lips. He trembled under the touch.

“I-I am humbled by your affection, My Lady, and I have yet another small gift for you.” Gundham didn’t stutter often. She felt accomplished, a bit too proud of herself. Looking for any way to get out of the hot seat, Gundham whisked her away, as he often did, to a new location.

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When they arrived at the beach house nearby, to her surprise, Mahiru, their fellow classmate and the Ultimate Photographer was waiting inside, a pair of shears in her hand and a comfortable looking chair in front of her.

“There you two are! I’ve been waiting, you know!” Mahiru scolded them as they entered.

“Mahiru? What’s going on?” Y/N asked, puzzled.

“Gundham asked - in far too many words I might add - for me to help you cut your hair. He said you want it short, at least I think that’s what he was trying to say,  and I cut my own after all. I decided I’d help you out! We girls gotta support each other.” She grinned, snickering as she snipped the shears in the air.

HOPE FRAGMENT 5 GAINED - END

As Mahiru snipped away at the layers of hair, as dead ends fell to the floor, shame and doubt seemed to fall with them. With every inch another insecurity, another fault, another bad memory. She looked to Gundham, who watched from the corner like always, with adoration in her eyes.

That sixth Hope Fragment would be hers in no time at all.

END

[spacieboi]

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬

Heyo so I’ve gotten a few request so I think it’s a good idea to put this up. I’ll probably take two or three at a time depending on my motivation and stress levels. It may take a couple days to weeks for me to get them done because guess what? I have a life, crazy I know.

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How to request📥

To request a fic please send it through the submission box. Please include character(s) name and specify reader’s gender if there's a preference. I work better with kinks or prompts so if you have one in mind please let me know. If there's any boundaries you want in place please also specify.

Before submitting requests please review rules below vvv

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Rules📋

- don’t rush me

- I have the right to choose what requests I accept and deny

- do not spam

- please respect my boundaries

Breaking any rule will result in a block

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Do’s✅

- smut/ limes

- fluff

- hurt/ comfort

- light angst (cheating, break ups, things like that)

- Character x reader

Don’ts🚫

- weird kinks (piss, scat, vomit, feet, etc. sorry besties)

- incest, step-cest, selfcest

- pedophilia

- gore or death

- mental disorders & self harm (feel like I couldn’t write them well)

- non-con, r*pe, physical abuse

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Characters I will write for🪐

Sorry if your favs aren’t on here it’s either because I don’t know them that well or I feel like I wouldn’t portray them correctly (or I simply hate them). This can and probably will be changed at anytime.

Haikyuu 🏐

Koshi Sugawara

Yu Nishinoya

Ryunosuke Tanaka

Tobio Kageyama

Shoyo Hinata

Tadashi Yamaguchi

Koutarou Bokuto

Keiji Akaashi

Hajime Iwaizumi

Kenma Kozume

Tetsurou Kuroo

Danganronpa☠️

THH

Komaru Naegi

Makoto Naegi

Aoi Asahina

Byakuya Togami

Kyoko Kirigiri

Mondo Owada

SDR2

Hajime Hinata

Akane Owari

Chiaki Nanami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Kazuichi Souda

Nagito Komaeda

Sonia Nevermind

DRV3

Kaede Akamatsu

Gonta Gokuhara

K1-b0

Kaito Momota

Kokichi Oma

Maki Harukawa

Miu Iruma

Rantaro Amami

Shuichi Saihara

This is the list for now but will prob change after I brush up on my danganronpa lol

My Hero Academia⚡️

Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugou

Eijiro Kirishima

Denki Kaminari

Shoto Todoroki

Mina Ashido

Momo Yaoyorozu

Tsuyu Asui

Ochaco Uraraka

The Disastrous Life Of Saiki K 🧠

Saiki Kusuo

Aren Kuboyasu

Kaidou Shun

(Might need to brush up on these guys a bit lol)

Jujutsu Kaisen 🥋

Satoru Gojo

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugisaki

Yuji Itadori

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[lonelyshuichilover]

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Rules!!

For my own sanity, the limit of characters per post is 4. Sometimes I will write for the "entire" cast, but only half of the cast per post. (eg THH boys with a reader who 'don't know what'.)

If the reader's gender is not specified, the reader will be gender neutral.

I would like you to be specific with your requests and what you want, I would not like to write something that has nothing to do with what you requested simply because I misunderstood.

Also, specific features in the reader are allowed (ex. Nagito with a reader that is the 'I don't know what' Ultimate.)

Don't spam, please.

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More info under the cut!!

I will write!!

Fluff, Angst, Angst to Fluff, Fluff to Angst (does that even exist?)

Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/No Comfort.

Major Character Death (Not Graphic).

Soulmates (Platonic/Romantic).

Platonic Relationships.

Romantic Relationships.

Character x Reader.

Suggestive themes.

Scenarios (my personal favorite).

Series (scenarios that get more than two parts.)

Into consideration (50/50)

One-shots (I'm not good with long stories).

Character x Character.

I will not write.

Non-con/Dub-con (ew).

Character x OC.

NSFW.

Yandere.

Gore.

Ped0philia. (EW)

Abuse.

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Extra stuff before requesting.

A thousand apologies if the character ends up being very OOC, I'm a bit bad with characterizations, but I'll try to do the best I can.

It might take me a while to finish your request, my posting schedule is quite unstable.

As you can see, I adore Shuichi with my heart, so you will see a lot of him in this blog (Request about him plz, it'll make me very happy).

English is not my first language, so please, have patience with me.

I have the right to deny requests.

Sometimes my motivation is low, and when it happens, I won't write anything, so if you see me inactive, please don't pressure me.

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Characters I will write for

(* = Harder to write but not impossible, I'll try my best :))

Makoto Naegi (♡) Sayaka Maizono Leon Kuwata* Chihiro Fujisaki Mondo Owada* Kiyotaka Ishimaru Celestia Ludenberg* Sakura Ogami Aoi Asahina Byakuya Togami* Yasuhiro Hagakure Toko Fukawa* Kyoko Kirigiri Hajime Hinata Byakuya Twogami* Mahiru Koizumi Peko Pekoyama (♡) Ibuki Mioda Mikan Tsumiki Gundham Tanaka* Nagito Komaeda* Chiaki Nanami Sonia Nevermind Kazuichi Souda Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu* Akane Owari Izuru Kamukura* Shuichi Saihara (♡♡♡) Rantaro Amami* Kaede Akamatsu Ryoma Hoshi* Kirumi Tojo Angie Yonaga Tenko Chabashira Korekiyo Shinguji* Gonta Gokuhara Kokichi Oma* Kaito Momota* K1-B0 Maki Harukawa* Komaru Naegi Yuta Asahina WOH* (except Monaca) (Platonic Only)

Characters I will NOT write for

Hifumi Yamada Mukuro Ikusaba Junko Enoshima Teruteru Hanamura Hiyoko Saionji Miu Iruma Himiko Yumeno Monaca Towa Haiji Towa (I hope he rots in hell).

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And that's everything! If you have any questions, feel free to ask them! <3 Have a great day!

- Mod Shuichi.