#kiyo scar

[spinrekiyo]

Assorted Kiyos.

((Additionally, I am working on drawing dicks. It is my lesbian dream to truly be able to draw a pleasing dick. I’m working on it. Not there yet though…))

[theratlivinginyourcouchcushions]

Some TAU dragons I drew during an art style test.

I put scars where I assume the chains were during her kidnapping thing in https://archiveofourown.org/works/2599724/chapters/5790359 (hanks supernatural mafia, (I still don’t know how to put links in), plus one on her ear. I don’t remember any mentions of scars on her, but I wanted to experiment with scars.

(Note that I last read the fic months ago at the time I’m posting this)

I also made a dragon Alcor, breaking out of binding chains. (the muzzle and hung is supposed to look like it’s snapping, but it was just a doodle and I didn’t spend much time on the chain designs.)

[dysaniadisorder]

im literally so obsessed with pre and postgame danganronpa its not even funny anymore

[tired-and-swordless]

Love waking up, looking at my art, and thinking to myself "I absolutely hate this" 🙃

[syrasenturi]

hiro and taiki, the people pleasers to a fault protagonists

[imbeingtauntedbyachild]

Prsk ocs

[silverynight]

Nesting

Aoi can smell it in the air; the sweet scent of green tea and honey. There are a couple of flowers mixed in it as well, but she has never been really good at knowing all the types of flowers so she can't describe it exactly.

However, she knows it's the scent of their sweetest omega, Kamado Tanjirou. Which is usually a problem for the slayers around, but especially for the Pillars.

She knows the boy has taken enough suppressants to deal with his heat, but he probably still feels the need to make a nest.

What is incredibly surprising and slightly alarming is that the suppressants are not doing a really good job at hiding his scent.

"I'll be staying here a couple of days, if you don't mind," he tells Aoi, even though he doesn't need to ask for permission; she knows Tanjirou is tired and probably is fighting the need to ask the alphas around for a piece of clothing with their scent.

Now, another problem is that all the hashira are having a meeting in the headquarters soon, which means they'll be close enough to smell him.

Aoi is not surprised when she sees Kyojuro's crow flying above the butterfly estate and leaving as soon as he spots Tanjirou.

The slayers around watch with longing as Tanjirou starts gathering a couple of clean sheets and some pillows for his nest.

He moves around the estate, unable to feel satisfied with his work. Nezuko is not there at the moment so he doesn't even have a "pup" to cuddle with.

Aoi starts preparing suppressants for the alphas, not the ones around (they know they can't touch the pretty omega with the scar on his forehead if they value their lives) but for the Pillars themselves.

They'll be coming soon. She is almost sure they'll end up canceling the meeting too, because, like everyone else, Ubuyashiki knows exactly that all his hashira are head over heels for Tanjirou and he's kind enough to let them spend time with him.

"Aoi..."

"Yes?" She feels sorry for Tanjirou as she realizes he's too far gone now; he's tearing up, but his eyes are completely white, which means his inner omega is in charge now.

"Where's my pup?" He sobs, trying to wipe the tears off his eyes with his sleeve. He looks so cute, Aoi feels the need to give him anything he wants and protect him even though she's not an alpha. "I can't find her!"

He thinks Nezuko is his pup.

"She's safe at the moment, Tanjirou, I promise. You'll see her tomorrow."

The omega nods, but the tears keep sliding from his big eyes. Now she kinda understands the Pillars and why they always look like they're being tortured whenever they are with Tanjirou.

"My nest is wrong," the omega continues, clearly overwhelmed by his own hormones. "I'm not safe. It doesn't smell right. I want someone to hold me."

Maybe she should send a crow so the Pillars come faster, or at least one of them will be enough.

"Why don't you try to sleep for a while, Tanjirou?"

The omega bites his bottom lip in a way that makes her worry he'll make himself bleed; the Pillars are not going to be happy about it.

"I don't think I will be able to sleep alone. Where are my alphas?"

Now that is really interesting. Tanjirou has no idea all the hashira are in love with him; he thinks all of them consider him a friend and the things they do for him are out of friendship and nothing else.

However, his inner omega seems to know more than Tanjirou himself.

"How many alphas do you have?"

"Nine. They love me. They keep me safe," Tanjirou smiles, although his eyes are still completely white. "Why aren't they here with me? I don't even have their clothes! I miss their scents!"

Aoi regrets asking that question immediately because Tanjirou starts sobbing again.

Her salvation comes in the form of Kiyo, Naho and Sumi because as soon as Tanjirou sees them, he stops crying and hugs them.

"Are you alright, little pups? Do you need anything?"

It's incredible how his mommy instincts kick in as soon as he sees pups, even though he doesn't have any himself.

"Naho, please give Tanjirou this and take him to his nest. He'll sleep for a while," she whispers to the girl while the omega gets distracted by the other two.

"Let's go to the nest!" Sumi says, taking Tanjirou's hand in hers.

"But it's all wrong!" The omega argues, making a devastated expression.

"It's okay for now!" The three girls assure him and manage to convince him to go back to his room.

Aoi sighs in relief, at least he'll be able to rest for a while.

***

The Pillars arrive at the estate a little bit after that and Aoi, along with the three butterfly girls, have to stay at the entrance and physically stop them.

"What are you doing?" Iguro asks, slightly irritated by the way his scent is changing. "We want to see our omega!"

"You can't," she stands her ground despite being afraid of them. "Not until you drink these and wait for the medicine to kick in."

"Huh?" Shinazugawa bares his teeth, inner alpha already desperate to get to Tanjirou. "What the hell is this?"

"Tanjirou's scent is too strong at the moment; he won't go into heat, but you still have to take suppressants so his scent doesn't trigger your ruts. To keep him safe."

From you. She doesn't say, but they all hear it between lines nonetheless.

However, Tanjirou's safety has always been a priority for the hashira, so they all nod and drink the medicine quickly.

"Wait a couple of minutes in the backyard. I'll call you when it's time." She says, feeling a lot relaxed now.

"Is he alright?" Tomioka asks, worried.

"Yes, but he wants cuddles."

She rolls her eyes as soon as she hears them fight over who gets to cuddle him first.

"Also, you should give him your haoris or something so he can finish his nest. He's very upset about not getting it ready."

Since Tokito and Uzui don't have a haori, they end up shirtless, but that doesn't surprise her at all.

Aoi leaves for a while, mostly to check on Tanjirou; he's still asleep, although she knows he'll wake up as soon as the Pillars walk in the room.

"Alright, it's time!"

They basically jump up, ready to follow her like lovesick puppies; she rolls her eyes again, glad her back is on them.

"One more thing: he thinks you're his alphas."

"Well, that's because we are!" Uzui smirks, although his expression changes when Kocho throws her butterfly clip at him and hits him on the back of the head.

"We are not... yet," she says. "We promised we were going to court him properly. Besides, his inner omega might have caught on to our feelings for him, but Tanjirou has no idea."

Despite knowing that, Aoi notices they all seem really happy about the omega's assumption and she knows they're going to play the alpha mates role quite well.

"Be careful. Only cuddling!" She warns them, although she knows she's being unfair because they would never hurt their sunshine.

They all melt at the sight of Tanjirou curled up in a pile of sheets and pillows. Honestly, his nest looks quite comfortable, but it only smells like him at the moment.

"Darling?" Kanroji mumbles quietly, getting closer.

It's all the omega needs to open his big eyes; they're still white, but Aoi knows it'll probably last a day or two.

"Alphas!" Tanjirou beams, making grabby hands at them.

"Someone pinch me, I think I'm dreaming," Tomioka blurts out, only for Kocho to do exactly what he asked. "Ouch! I didn't mean it literally!"

Kyojuro, always desperate to touch Tanjirou, pulls the omega into his arm in a hug that makes them both purr.

"I want your haoris."

They immediately offer a piece of clothing to him, like the good, whipped alphas they are.

He hugs all the garments with the sweetest, most content expression on his face before rubbing every single one against his cheeks.

Then he patiently arranges them as all the hashira watch with undivided attention.

"It's done!" The omega beams, clearly satisfied with his work before turning towards them again. "I want someone to cuddle me!"

Himejima is the first one. They both fit perfectly in the nest; Tanjirou did such a good job, Aoi is sure each and every single one are going to be really comfortable when their turn comes.

She leaves then, but she keeps checking in on them every once in a while, and that's how she finds out Iguro and Kanroji decide to cuddle Tanjirou at the same time. During Tokito's turn, he lies over Tanjirou's chest the whole time. Shinazugawa likes to bite the omega's cheek to make him giggle, Kyojuro embraces him in a way that makes it look like he won't ever leave his side and Tomioka hugs him from behind, breathing into Tanjirou's red hair.

Kocho does the same as Tokito because she's smaller than Tanjirou, Uzui encourages the omega to hide his face under the curve of his neck until he purrs.

It takes them a while, but Tanjirou gets to cuddle with all his Pillars, one at a time.

***

Tanjirou wakes up feeling well rested. The nest he made smells better than ever, and even though he's in a pile of comfortable clothes alone, around him on the floor, all the hashira are sleeping.

Then, bit by bit, he remembers what happened while his inner omega was in control.

And he feels terrible about it. Tears start falling from his eyes because he's still on his nesting period, and his hormones are crazy even though he's completely conscious now.

"Tanjirou, what is it?" Muichiro is the first one to wake up. Cradling the omega's face in his hands, he leans closer. "Are you hurt?"

They all are awake now, gathered around him, with such concerned looks in their eyes, Tanjirou feels even worse.

"I took advantage of you!" He sobs. "Of your friendship and valuable time! I'm so sorry I made you give up your haoris, I'm sorry you had to act like my alphas to make me feel better!"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

Sanemi is angry, of course he is. He should be.

"You can... I mean I understand if you want to stop being my frie–"

"Tanjirou, my boy, my beloved, my darling," Kyojuro cuts him off, moving closer until the tip of his nose touches the omega's. "We are in love with you."

"What?" He blinks, as his tears finally stop sliding down his cheeks.

Gyomei kneels in front of him, finds his hands, and takes them in his.

"Tanjirou. You didn't make us do anything," he says, smiling softly at him as he tears up. "In your hands, you hold our hearts, all of them, and it's not because you took them; we gave them to you willingly, after getting to know your gentle soul and seeing the kindness you treat everyone with. Tanjirou, we have been yours for a while now, and we've been trying to let you know about our love for you. Please, let us court you."

Tanjirou takes a deep breath before touching Gyomei's hands with his fingertips gently and then looking at every single one of... his Pillars.

They are his Pillars now, aren't they? Tanjirou can finally see it all in the glimmer of their eyes.

It has always been there, he just... wasn't paying enough attention.

But he will from now on.

"Yes, you can court me. All of you."

He gets a lot of kisses and hugs after that, at least until Aoi comes in and reminds them Tanjirou is technically still nesting so they should be careful with the displays of affection.

Tanjirou makes a mental note to give something to Aoi for taking care of him.

She deserves it.

***

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[cr4yolaas]

mezzo forte — ebb and flow

track 9: homesick v.2 | masterlist | track 11: tbd

she feels sick to her stomach when she opens her door. the mid afternoon sun beats down on his back — it’s clear in the sweat collecting on his face and the dark splotch around the collar of his t-shirt. she can’t decide if she wants to see him.

“haji, why are you here?”

the call of his name — not his nickname, never his nickname, not when it fell from her lips — renders him immobile. whatever confidence he mustered up on the trip to her place dissipates, and the lines he’d carefully conjured up while taking the steps up to the door slip away. “i wanted to see you,” he whispers, seemingly unsure in his answer.

she’s scared to respond. her irritation is still riddled within every crack and crevice. she doesn’t want to say the wrong thing.

“why?”

he pauses. it’s silly, watching someone as sure and stable as athletic trainer hajime iwaizumi crumble to dust at the receiving end of such a simple question. the thought makes him want to curl in on himself, until he’s no longer recognizable. instinctively, his hand drops to the hem of his shirt, the calluses on his fingertips catching onto the loose threads while he fiddles. she notices (she always does), but whatever acknowledgement she wants to wrangle out of her throat fails to escape, leaving them both in silence.

“i want it to be me,” he finally whispers. he looks at her earnestly, with the same determination he bore when he first asked her to play with him the week he moved in, and the same pride he carried when he ran to her first after every victorious game; all of it is reminiscent of the boy she grew up with, and not the man who stands before her with clammy palms and an unsteady head.

“what do you mean?” she asks, though she knows the answer already.

“i want the songs to be about me. all of it.”

“but you said they couldn’t be.”

he shakes his head instantly. he can’t hold it back anymore, the sweet and ripe and tender feeling that’s been growing in his chest since youth. “i didn’t mean that. i was just- i didn’t believe it. i didn’t want to. but now,” he breathes for a second. “i don’t want them to be about anyone else.”

whatever anger she’d been holding onto dissolves entirely, replacing itself with desperate, piercing yearning. the thoughts of her manager fall apart, and the thoughts of the (supposed) impending doom of her career escape her. instead, all she can think about is the way her hands fly to his collar and tug him towards her.

it’s messy, and rocky, and impulsive, but she can’t fight it. her lips meet his, and it feels natural. like she’s been waiting for it for an eternity.

♪ we are nearing the end

♪ i know the end by phoebe bridgers starts playing

♪ in all seriousness im just glad to end this soon LOL

♪ hajime iwaizumi the man that you are. if i were upset and he came to my door professing his love i think i’d also forget about all my issues

♪ shoyo considers himself a “good best man” bc he helped yachi and kiyo finally get together. he does not know wingman and best man are different things

♪ msby 4 has been putting up with iwa and his problems for too long they were jumping for joy when they found out it was over

♪ anyways. i’m glad this is ending soon i have other things i want to work on 😊

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[caffeiiine]

kiyo redesign i finished last night be upon ye!!!!!!

[closeups + extras under the cut like usual <3]

[also small note: the left hand scarring hc comes from @/kijimha + his kiyo blog @/korkshinguji !!!]

i had two drafts for this fun fact :3

[draft 1 -> final design]

also total time bc i think it’s cool

[raspbeyes]

Ooo, can we see what you think Arturo looks like with his mask? Or gloves? Or both-

(I assumed u meant to say what he looks like WITHOUT his mask and gloves but if u didn't this is awkward +__+)

Anyway here ya go hehehehehe did an alt just cuz idk how i feel abt my slapdash rendering

I also gotta a little story (CONTENT WARNING FOR MESSED UP STUFF)

My little hc is that his sister was unwilling to properly take care of herself and much of arturo's life was stuck having to take care of her. Judging by his obsession of wealth, he may have not grown up in the most finacially stable environment and his sister soon became a financial burden for him. She often was very disheveled and guilted arturo to take care of her. When he finally chose to leave, she threatened to harm herself and she and arturo had a physical altercation where arturo had to wrestle the weapon out of her hands. During the fight, his sister scratched his face, and since she never cleaned or trimmed her nails, they infected and permanently scarred his face. While arutro did succeed in stopping his sister, that would be the last interaction they would have. Now, arturo keeps his face covered out of shame and to never have to bring up his past. As for his hands, he has to keep gloves on in order to stop himself from biting them, as he constantly needs to trim them in order to not be reminded of his sister

Or .... he just has a mask and gloves on cuz he really likes his job idk that's just an angsty story i thought up of hehehehe all im saying is that arturo is very kiyo coded

[giggly-squiggily]

Hc: the reason Korekiyo wraps his hands is because he had a habit of biting his nails, so when they come off after a while his long nails make for a really deadly tickle weapon :3 could I make the lee the reader please?

KOREKIYO! *claps excitedly* YESH! Oh my god I'm so hyped! I haven't written for my noodle man in awhile! I've gotcha covered, anon!

“Wow…” You blinked, strangely entranced.

“I suppose the sight is…odd.” Korekiyo remarked as he pulled off the last of his tape. Bare hands on full display, they…were hands. No markings, no scars, nothing you’d imagine he’d want to hide with that much tape. The only interesting thing about them were his nails- a smidge too long and coated with chipped nail polish. “I need to redo them.”

“Let me!” You blurted before he could speak again. “I mean…if you’d let me.”

Korekiyo blinked at you, taking in your request. Then, slowly, he pushed the small bottle of nail polish to you, holding out his hands. “Interesting…very well.”

“Great! Hm…maybe we should reshape them too…” You hummed as you took one, noting the frailed edges. “They look…bitten?” To your surprise, Korekiyo flushed beneath his mask. “Kiyo?”

“I have…a bad habit of biting them.” He confessed, shrinking some in his seat. “Hence why I tape them.”

“Hm.” You nodded, digging into the pouch he brought until you found a nail filer. “That’s okay. We all have our ticks.” The next few minutes you spent cleaning and painting his nails, shaping them so they were all matching in style. The discomfort in Korekiyo’s frame began to fade as he watched you work, and it wasn’t long before he was blinking at his new nails, pleased. “There! Like them?”

“I do. They look lovely. Thank you, (Y/N).” His eyes were warm when he looked at you, and while you couldn’t see it, you could tell he was smiling. Feeling proud, you raised your chin.

“Your welcome-”

“Mind if I take them on a test run?”

“A test what?” You blinked, and suddenly he was no longer in his seat before you. “Where are-Ehehehehehhehe!”

“Yes, these prove to be quite nice.” Korekiyo hummed as his hands found your collarbone, gently tapping along your neck as you squirmed and giggled in your seat. “Thank you, (Y/N)- I just might keep them unwrapped today.”

“Ahehahhahahahha! Yoohohoohu sohohohn of a-heeeeehehehehehehhe!” You lunged forward, jumping out of your seat and twisting so you could glare at him. “Come here, you extended green bean-”

The rest of the afternoon was you chasing him down, bandages forgotten as you seeked your revenge.

Send me a headcanon and I'll write a dabble for it!

[garfunklefield]

Good for you!

CollegeStudent!Misa Amane/ CollegeStudent!Light Yagami Warnings: college AU, misa is smart YALL, insecurity, oblivious crushes, dating apps, academic rivals to lovers, one-sided rivalry/hatred, misa HATES light (or does she ;) ), honorifics used poorly bc I'm American I'm trying, meet cute more like meet and argue in the philosophy section of a library, jealousy, this hatred may not be one-sided Word count: 3379 DESC: Misa had always had trouble looking at dating apps, everyone after her beauty than her intellect. She wanted someone who could challenge her mentally. What if that someone happened to be a boy she hated, who had no idea she existed?

First death note post in a while! I am still however taking a break from x-reader content ;-;

NOTES: Honestly, I've been wanting to write this for so long, but I've been a bit timid to do so. So if this isn't your thing or you don't like the ship, I ask please don't send any hate my way. This really had no direction rather than I wanted one-sided beef instead of one-sided romance that we see in the anime/manga. Also, this is so not coherent I got derailed (and not proofread we ball) so go into this knowing it's a little bit bad.

“God!” She huffed to herself, rolling on her back and extending her arms out, holding her phone further from her face. Dating apps sucked and boys sucked! And not to mention everyone in her college classes thought she was too weird to approach. Or they were too snarky, like that older boy, Light Yagami, in her seminar class. All he did was talk every chance he got, insisting he was right on every point he made. He always got on her nerves, especially since he dressed so poorly. Sweaters and button-ups with no rhyme or reason. That boy didn’t even try with his hair either, opting for some bed-head looking swoop that barely covered his eyes. What was this, 2007? Well, Misa couldn’t judge too much since her style was influenced by the 2000s too. But it was the good part! Not Justin Bieber.

The blonde sat up and frowned at her phone. No new matches, nothing more than an empty box on her Hinge. She had been swiping all day but no one was catching her eye. No one would even reply to her comments on their profiles, it was pointless! Without saying another word, she dialed up her friend Kiyomi and prayed she’d answer. When it clicked and she heard her friend's voice, she didn’t give her friend time to speak. 

“Kiyo-chan! It’s just awful,” she whined, frowning to the air as she moved her freshly manicured hand in the air, “Boys suck!” Kiyomi laughed into her phone, something relaxed and laid back. Something her friend wasn’t. That’s why they complimented each other so much, they were different. The women didn’t care for fashion as her counterparts did, or boys for that matter.

“You’re just being insecure,” she replied, with the obvious tone of someone who knew she was right, “If you stop forcing it, you’re bound to find someone.”

Misa gasped at the blunt truth, furrowing her brows, “I’m not forcing it!” But she knew her friend was right, “It’s not my fault if I want a boyfriend sooner than later.” As she spoke, she stood up from her bed and stretched one arm out, looking at herself in the mirror before her bed. It was just tall enough to show her whole frame, long blonde hair cascading before her shoulders. Face was bare from makeup, hollow with acne scarring and blemishes she always covered. Thin eyelashes and thinner brows, dark spots, and freckles littered her skin. 

There was a reason she wanted someone to be with her more than obvious loneliness, it was because deep down inside she wanted someone to assure her she was beautiful. Not her face, but her soul. She knew she was pretty, even with her imperfections. But no one ever complimented her wit or her intelligence, it was all about her body or her face. A face no one had ever seen bare after a night spent together. No one had ever slept in her bed, not the whole night through. Yes, she’d have had sex before, but it wasn’t with someone she loved. It was hard to love someone when they only loved your looks. 

“Well,” Kiyomi brought her back to reality with the smooth concentration of her voice, “You could go to the library and stake out some fresh meat. I think Yagami-Senpai is there today.”

Him. Oh, she hated him. 

“No, I don’t care if he’s your tutor, no,” Amane quickly interjected, pressing her plump lips together. Him? Why did her friend always assume the blonde’s hatred for him was something more when all it was, was just that. Hatred. Some girls pretended to dislike him to cover up for the fact they did like him, whereas Misa would proudly announce everything she hated about him. She hated people who weren’t cute, and he wasn’t cute. 

She laughed, “Aw come on Misa-chan! It’s not like he’s gonna bite,” her voice came out teasing, causing her friend to bite back a flustered feeling building in the back of her throat. Her cheeks began to blush out of frustration. 

“I don’t even think he likes women,” Misa scoffed, pretending to sound unbothered, “He has that thing with the foreign exchange student, Lawliet-san.” Light and Eru had some kind of “beef” with each other academically, although they’d always find time to play tennis together. It was strange, how they could go from yelling in debate to getting ice cream moments later. She never bothered to listen when they’d fight, instead opting to put in her headphones and wait until they stopped blabbing. 

“But Lawliet-san is seeing Misora-senpai,” Kiyomi spoke, delving into more gossip than she should, “Or maybe it’s his brother, Ryuzaki-senpai. They’re basically identical.” 

“No, Ryuzaki-senpai is seeing her,” she outstretched her hand to check her nails, which she knew were perfect, “Lawliet-san is a shut-in, he only ever talks to Yagami-san,” she clarified, hearing a genuine “oh” from the other line. 

“Darn, I was hoping for a scandal,” at that, Misa laughed, “But you should go to the library. I heard they updated their philosophy section~” She spoke in a sing-song voice, trying to entice the blonde to go out and inevitably run into you know who. 

“Why are you so gung-ho on me and that rat getting together? I haven’t even formally said hello to him yet!” She rolled her eyes, looking down at the floor. Some clothes were littered on the floor, as she got dressed. That’s how it always went for Amane. She wasn’t necessarily messy as she was just … no she was messy, even she could admit it. She loved cute things and she especially loved to collect cute things even more. 

“No time like the present,” she could hear the smile in Kiyomi’s voice as she said her goodbyes, “Remember, library.” 

“Bye, Kiyo-chan,” Misa spoke softly, hanging up the phone. No matter what, even if they disagreed on her love life, she’d always go to Kiyomi. She was the best friend anyone could ask for, even if she was heading on a different life path. She was only going to college because her parents wanted her to, not because she had a drive. Her friend had dreams of going into music and making it big as a producer. The girl never understood the kind of passion she had, but she admired it. If only she was as passionate about modeling as her friend was about producing music.

The blonde looked around her room, and then to her mirror. Her outfit was presentable enough that she could go out without being stopped or better yet looked at funny. Just a simple T-shirt from a band she enjoyed. It was black with a grey kind of tie-dye effect, the white logo spread across the chest. Then some simple black jean shorts, with the end a bit tattered and ripped. All of it was more casual than she’d typically wear, but it was cute enough. With some light concealer on her acne and under her eyes, blush on the apples of her cheeks, and mascara, she was ready to go. 

Misa couldn’t believe she was being talked into going to the library, especially when it was confirmed you know who was there. In some strange way, she hoped she’d see him, just so she could turn the other way and scoff. He didn’t deserve her attention! So why did she spend so much time hating him when truthfully they had never even spoken? She had to admit, that did kind of set her up to appear to have a crush on him.

The walk to the library was quick and easy, especially with the music she chose. It was something dark, that reflected her taste in clothing, although it contrasted her personality. The tune blasted in her black over-the-ear headphones, letting the girl escape just for a moment from the reality in which she lived. It let her escape from the fact that truly she’s never had a true romantic connection, and even if she did it was always one-sided. When Misa loved, she loved so much harder. And the people who loved her loved her face. Loved her body, so much more. It was nothing, it barely bothered her. That’s at least what she told herself, every time she looked in the mirror.

Misa opened the door to the library and peered around. No one she hated in sight, a good start. She was riddled with some kind of butterflies just at the thought of him, especially seeing him in his natural environment. It was annoying, she’d always see him with a book in his arms as he walked around campus. What a pretentious douchebag! All he ever did when he wasn’t talking over people in his classes was brag about the amount of books he was reading. No one cared he was reading 30,000 words a day, no one. Especially not her. Every time she heard him in class a little part of her died. 

She approached the section her brain had been most excited about. Of course, it was probably bait, but she wasn’t going to give up an opportunity to see if there were new philosophy books in store for her to peruse. Amane found herself almost tunnel-visioned when she slid up and down the aisles, searching for something new. The smell of books was something euphoric, even though she didn’t own many books herself. While she enjoyed fiction, non-fiction was always more easy to read. The blonde drew closer to one big book in particular, that was begrudgingly two inches taller than her arm could extend. Misa frowned, pouting a glossy lip as she tried to step on her tippy-toes. But nothing. She was overextending herself for a book that she wasn’t even sure if she would like.

“Need help?” A voice whispered into her ear. A voice all too familiar. It couldn’t be. No!! Misa slowly turned her head in a flustered horror, cheeks reddening as she came face to face with her mortal enemy. HIM!? The man she had hated for months, who, to be fair, never turned his head 90 degrees to notice she was sitting by his right. He never saw her glares or the way she’d roll her eyes when he’d start talking. Never saw any of it. 

Light’s face was more detailed up close, as anyone would. But it was different. This kind of thing, freckles and lines on his face, bits of stubble, all made him look … human. It was strange. She could almost reach out and touch it, just to see if it was real. Up close, his eyes were deep pools of caramel she noticed shined in the fluorescent light. He looked like that but dressed like shit? He was throwing away any potential of being attractive at that point. 

“Yagami-san,” Misa breathed out, staring at him with wide eyes. He didn’t expect her to know him at all, she assumed, from the way he took a step back. 

The man pressed his lips together, before cracking a planned and devious smile, “In the flesh.” Both of his hands gestured back to himself, “Do I know you?” Of course, he didn’t. 

She went to respond, but her eyes trailed back to that book. If she had just been able to reach she’d be out of this awkward situation. The girl looked back at him, nodding her head slowly, “Seminar. I sit near you.” Loudmouth. That’s what she wanted to say. She wanted to roll her eyes and complain about how annoying he was, but all that came out were timid words and even more timid body language. Misa had to remind herself, she was in control of social situations. Even with guys she hated. So she straightened her posture, putting on a mask of confidence and comfort, lifting her hand and pointing her index finger to the side, “You talk a lot, of course, I know you!” 

She had to be confident. 

Light blinked a few times, caught back a bit by her sudden shift in demeanor. He had expected shy and timid, he was probably hoping for it. He liked winning, it was in his blood. Only rarely did the girl see him obviously throw a round in tennis, knowing he would bounce back for a spectacular victory. All he ever did was calculated and precise. Not once was it spontaneous. He never had a spontaneous bone in his body! He had expected this social situation differently by her stance alone, so the fact she turned on this sense of confidence had to be jarring. Good. She never wanted anything she ever did to be easy for him. 

“Well, I do like to debate, I find it men-” The brunette began, to be cut off with a blunt, “It’s annoying.” His smile twitched and she replied with a smug smile of her own. Oh, this felt good. It felt amazing to rub in the fact she did not like him. TO HIS FACE!

“Excuse me?” Light raised his eyebrows at her response. 

“Yeah! Sorry, was I not clear?” Misa tilted her head to the right innocently. To that, the man scowled visibly. “I don’t understand why you butt in all the time. It leaves no one else wanting to talk because you’ll debate them on moral high ground stuff.” 

“The trolley problem is a very good, intellectual topic everyone should discuss.” Light spoke, gritting his teeth through a strained smile. Had no one ever challenged him before? Eru was good, but he knew his friend's limits. And that too. They were friends. There was a friendly competition there, but there was nothing friendly about Misa’s words.

“The topic was online reading verses books! You totally derailed it with intellectual bullshit,” she looked away, biting back a smug smile. He paused for a moment, studying her features with a razor-sharp focus she knew anywhere. He was smart, it was obvious from how he held himself. Sloppy handwriting and notes led to well-thought-out and complex thoughts. Light was smart and he knew it, and that pissed her off. Everyone treated him as if he was a genius when their IQs could be similar. But she wouldn’t be treated like that, would she? Was Misa … jealous? Was she secretly jealous over the fact that everyone treated him with respect for his intellect when no one acknowledged hers?

“Then why don’t we discuss this intellectual bullshit, if it is that?” He turned his head to the side, catching her gaze with an intense fire. He wasn’t backing down. 

 Misa didn’t have to think much, already coming up with her decision when Light brought it up that class period for some fucking reason, “A human life is a human life, sparing one to save ten would be worth it in my opinion.” She pressed her index finger into her pink bottom lip, looking away to point out another thought, “In that way, I believe we agree. But,” she looked at him, “You only brought it up to show your smarts, not that you actually care about the iPhones vs books debate. You just want to look smart.” 

“I am smart,” he corrected, closing his eyes and letting out a scoff, “And I like to show it off. That isn’t a crime, is it? You think you’re superior because you pick and choose your battles, instead of clearing the battlefield with one steady blow.” Light opened his eyes, catching her in a decisive truth that struck her in the chest, “I’m right. I know I am.”

She furrowed her eyes, going to retaliate with another valid yet rude point, when he took a step forward, “Truth is, Amane-san, I knew who you were from the moment I saw you.” Another step. “I only offered my help because you looked pitiful trying to grab that book by your lonesome.” Another step. “I see you roll your eyes and make faces. So maybe I play it up just to … Piss. You. Off.” He took three more steps, hovering over the shorter blonde with a sense of superiority. 

Misa stared up at him as he cornered her behind those stupid philosophy books. He wasn’t close by any means, giving her enough room to leave if she wanted to. But the both of them knew she wasn’t going to. She was standing her ground and she was intending to win this battle. Even if it meant being in this embarrassing position. Her cheeks were burning and god, she wanted so badly to strangle him. 

“And you didn’t want to confront me? Your whole plan was to annoy everyone for the rest of the year to make me annoyed? That’s not a smart plan, Yagami-san,” she scoffed, shaking her head in mock disappointment, “I think you’re overcompensating.” 

“For what? I have nothing to overcompensate for when I’m perfectly content,” he pressed his lips together innocently, “But you do. You want to stand out so someone can see you for who you are, but the truth is no one will. They only see your cheesy modeling career and expect something out of you. It’s pathetic, really.” 

With that, Light stepped away and put one hand in his pocket. He looked at her with a softer expression, something he’d wear when walking to class. “This was mentally stimulating,” a small, and confusing to Misa, smile pulled at the corner of his mouth, “Thank you..”

He … Googled her? 

Misa found herself blinking furiously after that, not to hide tears, but to try to comprehend what had just happened, and what she was feeling afterward. Why wasn’t she angry, but interested? That had been the most interesting conversation she had, had in months. At every turn, he said something she didn’t expect, and vice versa. It was different than Eru and him since they would always come to the same conclusion at the end. It was different because they weren’t friends. But why did she want to do that again? It was something she had to unpack. 

Light was smart and cocky about it, something she always hated. In talking to him he didn’t shy away from the truth, instead throwing it in her face. It was something refreshing to hear someone tell her the truth without trying to spare her feelings. Kiyomi was her dearest friend, but she was her friend. Friends weren’t always truthful. He didn’t care. Maybe that’s why she wanted to hear more from him, pick his brain. Figure out what it was that made him tick. Figure out why he was so damn smug. 

As the man turned away and began to walk, she lurched forward and grabbed his arm. It was stupid, it was arguably the most stupid thing she was about to do. But she was craving this kind of conversation. The kind that showed her soul. He never once denied her intellect but poked at her career and her insecurity. Sure, it was a dick move and she would thoroughly make him pay for it. Yet, he never said she wasn’t smart. He never once called her stupid.

“Yagami-san,” she spoke, as he turned his head to look at her with confusion riddled in his expression, “I want to do this again.”

Misa got his number. And she instantly regretted it from the prick smile adorned on his face.

[queer-devil]

Updated Danganronpa Headcanons

Made a post with these a while ago but I reorganized them and added more, so I figured I’d just repost them

Under the cut because there’s a lot

General Headcanons:

1. Maki has several bird feeders, squirrel feeders, and just other foods left outside for animals. She refills these everyday

2. Himiko has dwarfism

3. Tenko loves wearing pride stuff, like shirts and bows and bracelets and stuff

4. Angie was born on Rota (one of the Northern Mariana Islands), specifically in Songsong (the second largest village on Rota).

5. Miu bleached her hair

6. Miu loves watching cartoons

7. When Miu was a kid she was super hyperactive

8. Miu used to get so many little injuries and she never knew where they came from, she was always covered in bruises and bandaids

9. Miu used slurs because she didn’t know the meaning behind them, she assumed it was just another name for a group of people (she got corrected and is now working on it)

10. When Miu was younger she always wrote her name “Mew” because she liked Pokémon and loved the fact she sorta shared a name with one

11. When Kiyo thinks that someone “would be a good friend for sister”, he really means that he likes them and he thinks they would get along if he didn’t feel like he was cheating on his sister

12. Kiyo’s sister was more traditional, Kiyo almost always had traditional Japanese meals that she home made and was taught to dress conservatively, which was only enabled by his cooler body temperature bc illness

13. Kiyo really likes spaghetti but he is also a big fan of dry cheerios

14. Angie wishes her name was Angelica

15. Ryoma has the “Hang In There” poster

16. Kiyo wears anything as long as he’s covered, gender roles don’t phase him, only gendered terms (tis an unfortunate existence)

17. Kokichi knows morse code

18. Kaito and Shuichi have a “secret” handshake (it’s pretty simple and Kaito wants to use it everywhere), Maki refuses to join in on it

19. Hiro got the scar on his back from playing with raccoons when he was younger, he got along with most of them but sometimes they would attack him and he would cry because his friends hurt him

20. Hiro is Blasian, mom is from Japan and dad is African American

21. Tenko and Kiyo drive each other to therapy

22. Kiyo, Mikan, Toko, Mukuro, and Nagito all went to an inpatient together and had group therapy, they’re like a weird little family now

23. In this therapy family, Kiyo and Mukuro act most like siblings towards each other, Nagito is a very protective big brother, Mikan constantly fawns over the rest of them, and Toko likes to pretend they don’t exist because “they embarrass her”

24. Kyoko has a “Quote of the Day” book

25. Miu’s gaydar is absolute dogshit, she thought Rantaro was a straight man for a while

26. Maki loves accessories, but she is very embarrassed about it so she tries not to draw to much attention to it

27. She likes hair pins, bracelets, earrings, necklaces, rings, broaches, fancy hairties, scrunchies, fancy shoelaces, anklets, all that stuff

28. Most of her stuff is simple and silver, but she’s definitely gotten presents from the more observant people like Kaede, Kirumi, Rantaro, Ryoma, and even a ring from Kokichi (it’s a thin black and white striped band, but it was a peace offering from him so she wears it quite a bit)

29. Miu is scared of needles

30. Kiyo and Angie are best friends, it used to be just because Kiyo was fascinated by Angie but they ended up getting along very well

31. Chihiro knows tons of memes and is very into meme culture

32. Mondo used to go to plays and musicals with Daiya (they snuck in) and he is a very good actor because of post performance meetings

33. Mahiru loves taking photos of her friends

34. Izuru loves blankets and soft things

35. Kaito is scared of the dark and he has a bunch of glow in the dark stars and moons on his ceiling, he also has a bunch of stuffies (a lot of which have astronauts suits or other space things)

36. Ibuki has several younger siblings

37. Kokichi is an orphan and was at the same orphanage as Maki, they just never interacted much

38. Kokichi and Miu are friends, they just don’t seem like it to most people

39. No one from V3 kills bugs, they get Gonta to gently remove them from the premise (and sometimes he keeps them in his room)

40. Hiro has the self-assigned role of dad in their his friend group, he does cringey things like leaves messages in their lunch and talks as if he was like 20 years older than he is

41. Mikan’s stutter is from nervousness, but Toko’s is a real stutter

42. Fuyu is lactose intolerant which is why he hates milk, Peko never has anything with lactose in it because Fuyu can’t

43. This is actually why Peko got sick in chapter 1, she didn’t realize the food she ate had cheese in it and she was so not used to it so it made her stomach upset

44. Gundham isn’t vegan, but he is a vegetarian who pays very close attention to where he gets his food from. This is because he knows that many animals that have become live stock can suffer more if not used the way humans have bred them to. Also he knows that humans are omnivores and the circle of life just works like that.

45. Kyoko paints in her free time

46. Hifumi was bullied in school because of his looks which is why he got so into fandoms and fiction

47. Makoto and Komaru are impulsive huggers, Toko has been the most affected by this

48. Mahiru has a pet bird, maybe a duck or a chicken

49. Mahiru definitely goes to Gundham’s house with her bird

50. Kyoko is the rep for class 78, Chiaki is the rep for class 77, and Kirumi is the rep for class 80; much to Kyoko and Kirumi's displeasure, everyone just calls them the class mom

51. Yasuhiro is a vegan

52. Mukuro and the chicken are best friends

53. After Mikan gets a lot of therapy, she learns that her bullies actually caused her many permanent issues, such as slight deafness in her left ear, visual impairments, chronic back pain, and thousands of scars that didn’t get healed correctly (some of which were infected)

54. Celeste has a whip collection

55. Kokichi is a sugar addict

56. Hiyoko has like 6 cats, Mikan is heavily allergic to cats, Hiyoko loves when Mikan comes over because of this. Mahiru, not so much

57. Rantaro took in Shuichi as his little brother

58. Ahoges are meant to express emotions

59. During the tragedy Izuru saw the ROD as his children and took care of them (kinda-)

60. Kokichi’s whole personality was a lie in V3 and I’ll give my specifics for his real one. He’s caring to his friends and he’s very protective over his “family” (D.I.C.E.) he is very manipulative but he normally doesn’t use it for truly bad things, normally just pranks. He has trouble differentiating between reality and fantasy so he tends to be apathetic towards death. He’s super touch starved like he clings to people constantly. Also he lies less.

61. Kokichi got Kaito a fake plant as a prank once but he saw how happy Kaito was so he didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth, Kaito didn’t find out until Maki said something about it

62. Angie makes sculptures of her friends to bless them and to keep her company when she’s lonely

63. The WOH were informally adopted by Toko, Komaru, and Genocider

64. Yasuhiro has a candle collection

65. Izuru likes flowers, Kotoko would make him flower crown’s

66. Makoto has a bracelet with a 4 leaf clover in it that he wears for assessments and meetings for good luck

67. Hiro forces the THH survivors gang to do his daily prayers with him

68. Sonia and Gundham visit King and Queen Nevermind monthly and King Nevermind loves the Dark Devas of Destruction

69. Kaito is a feminist

70. Chihiro and Chiaki are siblings

71. Sometimes Chihiro helps Chiaki program mods for the video games she likes and it’s a fun sibling bonding experience

72. Tenko has done some serious work to get over her misandrist beliefs

73. Gundham, Sonia, Ryoma, and Peko all help at and make constant donations to many animal shelters

74. Classes 77 and 78 all went to Kotoko’s first performance after she felt comfortable enough to try out, this made her feel much less anxious

75. Same thing with all of the WOH, Jataro’s first diorama showcase and Masaru’s first game

76. Nagisa and Monaca don't really have any events they go to

77. Celeste has a music box that she uses to calm down

78. Ibuki and Ultimp are often questioned about whether they are dating or not and have to constantly say no

79. Sometimes class 77 holds big uno tournaments and Nagito or Chiaki always win and Fuyuhiko always flips the table

80. This actually reminds quite a few people that despite the fact Fuyu is small and looks cute he is extremely strong

81. Ibuki has heterochromia, her right eye is the pink we see in the game and her left eye is the blue of her hair streaks

82. Tsumugi will often copy sprite poses from the DR1 characters without realizing it

83. Souda and Miu and siblings, we know that their father wasn’t great but (I think) their mother wasn’t mentioned, so I’m using her as the explanation for all their sexual and romantic…creepiness?

84. Kiyo has the same disease as his sister but just a less intense form, he has a bad immune system and is very unfit

85. Mahiru takes lots of photos of Hiyoko dancing

86. Shuichi is sometimes a mannequin for Tsumugi (most often against his will)

87. Izuru would often stay with Nagito and the WOH

88. Rantaro goes to all of Kiyo and Angie’s meetings/outings/rituals to make sure it doesn’t get too out of hand

89. DR1 was Tsumugi’s favorite season without question

90. Genocider uses her hands a lot when talking, she also likes to play (literally) with her hair when she’s bored

91. Hiyoko loves playing ddr

92. Mahiru loves watermelons

93. Chihiro smells likes oranges because of a perfume he has been using for year’s

94. In the tragedy world, Class 77 all does something special for Chiaki as a memorial

95. Sonia loves strawberry milk

96. Mikan’s favorite animal is a bunny

97. Hifumi used to have a body shape more akin to Princess Piggles, but after years of using food as a coping mechanism and also it being a cheap way to sustain himself, he gained extra weight

98. Hifumi was very happy to see a strong character with his body type when he was younger, which is why he loves Princess Piggles so much (idk if this is canon or not but I figured I’d say it here just in case)

99. Sonia and Ibuki like to mess around with different clothing aesthetics

100. Rantaro brings Kiyo on trips and vice versa and they use it as an escape from the stress of life

101. Kiyo loves all of Rantaro’s sisters in a familial way and they really helped him gain a positive female influence

102. After Kiyo got out of the inpatient he used things he learned to help Rantaro with his depression since Rantaro doesn’t wanna go to therapy

103. Rantaro often helps Kiyo with feeling masculine

104. Komaru got glowing jewelry for her and Toko on their first date so then Toko can be less scared of the dark, Toko hates the jewelry but wears it because she loves Komaru (she tells her it’s just because of the dark tho)

105. Rantaro listens to Kiyo info dump for hours and pays very close attention, sometimes they'll even add some info that they've learned

106. Rantaro got Kiyo into the mental hospital and checked on him daily until he was let out

107. Shuichi finds mysteries kind of boring but likes romances, he’s very embarrassed about this but Kokichi teases him relentlessly

108. Maki got Shuichi and Kaito necklaces with a sun (for Kaito) and a moon (for Shuichi) for their anniversary

109. Kokichi is hardly ever not on Gonta, piggyback rides, sitting on his shoulder, swinging from his arm (he's worried Kokichi will fall off), etc.

110. Ryota and Imposter help each other with their eating disorders

111. Chiaki and Mikan take scheduled naps together

112. Tenko once threw like 20 people when she lost Himiko in a crowd

Nuerodivergent Headcanons:

1. Ibuki has ADHD, she needs stimulation mostly with her mouth, fingers, and hearing

2. Kiyo has autism

3. Genocider developed as a defensive alter, she loves Toko (in her own weird way) and pretends to hate her so Toko doesn’t get embarrassed or bullied

4. When Mikan gets depressive she braids her hair

5. Kokichi stims with arm flaps and jumping

6. Ibuki stims with hand flaps, spins, and tapping her arm/leg like she’s playing a keyboard

7. Kaito stims by hitting his fists or wrists together

8. When Akane gets bored in class she draws food on her body with a sharpie, this causes her to get scars and ink poisoning so Mikan sees her a lot

9. Miu has ADHD, hence her grotesque language (impulsivity) and her sensitivity to insults (RSD)

10. Kiyo fidgets with his necklace, which is why it’s there in the first place

11. Izuru gets overstimulated easily

12. Aoi stims by balling up her fists and twisting her wrists

13. Nagito stims with rocking

14. Nagito likes when people play with his hair or give him head pats

15. Akane has ADHD

16. Nagito has dermatillomania

17. Although Kaz is neurotypical, he only ever really spent time with Miu so he tends to miss some common social cues

18. Kiyo has one strand of curly hair bc he twirls it to stim when he’s focusing

19. Junko has DID, it was mostly repressed for all her life but during the tragedy she kinda let it out, however they’re all still developing and she’s still semi-convinced it’s because she gets bored of her personality

20. Taka has autism

21. Gundham has autism

22. Chiaki has narcolepsy

23. Along with everything else, Nagito has ASPD (anti-social personality disorder)

24. Kaito has ADHD

25. Shuichi has clinical anxiety

26. Kokichi has clinical depression

27. Tenko has (undiagnosed (“let us just send her to hit things, surely that will fix it)) ADHD

28. Rantaro has depression that was developed while trying to search for his sisters

29. Munakata has narcissistic personality disorder

30. Natsumi has ADHD that she’s been masking to try and be a better kid for her parents and brother (she doesn’t know that her brother doesn’t care)

31. She also has an inferiority complex, who would've thunk

32. Ryoma has depression, and he gets like 5 therapy cats, their named Chloe, Naru, Venus, Gangly, and Jo

33. Tsumugi has frequent identity crises

34. Gonta was diagnosed with autism at first but it was eventually shown that he simply didn’t know because he didn’t grow up with humans

35. Gonta does however have insomnia and when he wakes up from sleeping he will go play in the garden

36. Ultimp has binge eating disorder

Sexuality and Gender Headcanons:

1. Shuchi is trans ftm, he has a very big bust so he wears two binders (Maki found out and he got a lecture from Kirumi about safety), he’s on T but his ahoge is still slim; he’s bisexual with a preference for men

2. Hajime is trans ftm, in the world with the trajedy he got top surgery (without knowing) from Izuru, in the world where normal things happen he still gets top sugary but in a normal way, he takes T; he is pansexual

3. After Kiyo got over his sister and had some self discovery he realized that he was a raging homosexual; he uses strictly he/him pronouns

4. Izuru and Kiibo are enby buddies (they both use they/him pronouns)

5. Angie is aroace (“The only one I love is Atua!”)

6. Makoto is trans ftm with no surgery or a binder, but he takes T; Makoto is demisexual, he is panromantic but is only sexually attracted to the female genitalia, not the male genitalia

7. Byakuya is grayaroace and is gay; he had a time where he thought he was trans but he found he wasn’t, he used she/her and went by Polaris

8. Aoi is a lesbian

9. Toko is sexually attracted to both men and women but is only romantically attracted to women

10. Kyoko is a demigirl with she/her pronouns; she’s bisexual leaning towards men

11. Kazuichi is gay with internalized homophobia

12. Chihiro is asexual, biromantic with a preference for girls; he’s genderfluid but prefers he/him and masculine compliments, he still cross dresses though and this doesn’t make him uncomfortable

13. Taka is demisexual and gay

14. Akane is an ace bisexual with a preference for men, she’s also sex repulsed but represses it because she’s Akane

15. Celeste (the persona) is a lesbian, however Taeko is an ace bisexual

16. Fuyuhiko is a demiaroace pan, but he still thinks he’s straight

17. Gonta is panromantic and is asexual

18. Gundham is a pan demiboy who uses he/him/they/them/xe/xes/dark/darks; all of their dark devas use god/gods pronouns (also they/them if someone doesn't want to use neopronouns)

19. Hifumi is asexual and omniromantic with a preference for women

20. Hiyoko is a demiaroace lesbian

21. Himiko is a demisexual lesbian

22. Ibuki is Pansexual, asexual, and a demigirl who uses she/her/boing/boings/it/its

23. Kiibo is genderfluid and pansexual, at first he thinks he’s asexual but that’s just from lack of programming and when Miu gives him the ability to have these desires he says yes (Miu didn’t force him istg)

24. Kaede is bi with a preference for women, she used to think she was lesbian; I am in a constant state of flux with Kaede's gender

25. Kaito is trans with no surgery but he wears a binder sometimes, he also takes T, he is very insecure about his masculinity; he’s demiromantic and gay (the latter caused him more insecurity because "maybe he was just a normal girl")

26. Kirumi is aroace, she’s sex repulsed

27. Kokichi is demiaroace and gay

28. Komaru is a lesbian

29. Korekiyo is gay and uses only he/him, she/her makes him very uncomfortable

30. Leon is bi but thinks he’s straight, he just has a preference for women

31. Nagito is gay

32. Mahiru is lesbian

33. Maki is a demiaroace pan

34. Mikan is an asexual lesbian, also very sex repulsed after therapy

35. Miu is pan

36. Mondo is gay

37. Mukuro is lesbian and trans mtf, uses only she/her

38. Nekomaru is straight and is a demiboy, uses he/him/they/them

39. Peko is demiaroace, pan, and a demigirl, uses she/her/it/it’s before therapy and she/her/they/them after therapy, she takes E bc she was AMAB

40. Rantaro is demiromantic and pan; he’s also genderfluid using any pronouns

41. Ryoma is demiaroace and straight

42. Sakura is an asexual lesbian; she’s mtf using only she/her pronouns, she is very secretive about being trans due to insecurity

43. Sayaka is lesbian

44. Sonia is pan and genderqueer, uses she/her/void/voids and picked up dark/darks from Gundham

45. Tenko is lesbian

46. Teruteru is pan, asexual, and trans ftm (I feel he’s asexual because he pretends to be super horny to feel like a valid man because #negativemaleinfluence)

47. Genocider is the same as Toko; she heavily encourages use of she/her pronouns and the name Jill

48. Tsumugi is cishet

49. Ultimp is asexual, pan, and agender, uses they/them if ever out of costume

50. Yasuhiro is Aroace

51. Chiaki is a pan demigirl who uses she/her/they/them and her online persona uses they/them

Marks and Piercings Headcanons:

1. Aoi has stretch marks on her boobs and hips

2. Chihiro has a birthmark on his right bicep, it’s a strawberry

3. Sayaka has a on her right cheek, a mole on her left collar bone, and amole on her left wrist (near her thumb)

4. Akane has stretch marks on her thighs, hips, boobs, and waist

5. Chiaki has stretch marks on her stomach and thighs

6. Gundham has scars, bite marks, and scratches on his left arm

7. Hiyoko has a on her right foot (near her ankle), after her growth spurt she has stretch marks on her waist, boobs, and thighs

8. Mahiru has freckles all over her body, most prominently on her shoulders, her face, her thighs, and her butt

9. Mikan has bruises, scars, and burn marks all over her body, most prominently on her left arm and right leg

10. Peko has scars on her arms and sides

11. Angie has two birthmarks, one in between her boobs and one on the back of her right thigh

12. Kaede has stretch marks on her stomach

13. Kaito has freckles on his face and arms

14. Kirumi has moles on her left cheeks

15. Kokichi has 3 scars on his mouth, all from when he tried to eat metal things when he was a child, one on his left side is the most prominent because it got infected

16. Maki has scars on her lower legs, knees, elbows, and forearms from crawling over jagged and rocky surfaces

17. Miu has stretch marks on her boobs and thighs, also a scar on her right palm from a workshop accident

18. Chihiro wears earrings on and off, he has a few Chiaki made for him, his favorite is the one that says “Hi” in binary

19. Toko/Genocider have their ears pierced but never wear earrings, miraculously, the holes haven’t closed

20. Junko wears Monokuma earrings when she doesn’t have her pins

21. Kyoko tried getting her ears pierced at the recommendation of Celeste, but she never wore them and they closed up pretty quickly

22. Leon wanted a Jacob’s ladder, but he got one piercing done that hurt like hell so he’s never getting another

23. Makoto’s parents had his ears pierced when he was a baby so he does have holes, he never wears earrings though (dysphoria)

24. Junko insisted Mukuro got her ears pierced but afterwords they constantly got infected (because neither of them knew how to clean them) so she has small scars on her earlobes

25. Sayaka has her ears pierced

26. Ibuki has bellybutton piercings, like a ton of eyebrow piercings, her nipples are pierced, I don’t know how genital piercings work but she most certainly has some, honestly the only thing that isn’t pierced is her tongue and that’s just because of sensory stuff

27. Kazuichi has a tongue piercing

28. Mahiru has her ears pierced

29. Sonia got her nose pierced, normally she wears a gemstone there but on special occasions she has a pearl she will wear instead

30. Komaru has her ears pierced

31. Kotoko had her ears pierced since she was a baby but only ever wears them for special occasions, she was in charge of maintaining her piercings for a while and they got terribly infected, her home room teacher had to send her to the nurse

32. Angie has her nose pierced on either side and also in the center

33. Himiko self pierced her ears and it actually went very well, but she never wore earrings so they closed up

34. Kaede has her ears pierced

35. Kaito has his ears pierced

36. Kokichi has a nose ring on his left nostril

37. Kaede took Maki to get her ears pierced one day and, though she doesn’t like to admit it

38. Rantaro, unlike Leon, has a complete Jacob’s ladder, he also has his nipples pierced

39. Shuichi has his ears pierced and has snakebites

40. Tenko has her ears pierced

41. Tsumugi has her ears pierced

Language Headcanons:

1. Everyone speaks Japanese as their first language, it’s only translated into English for the games not everyone can actually speak it

2. Kiyo however is fluent in English and also Latin, he also picks up phrases from any of the languages the others speak (important: Kiyo learned English from a British person so he speaks English with a slight British accent)

3. Kaito is fluent in English and is also learning Morse code (he asks Kokichi for tips)

4. Maki knows sign language

5. Byakuya can read most European languages but can’t speak any of them

6. Taeko is teaching herself English

7. Chihiro is oddly enough very good at writing in binary, he doesn’t know how he picked it up (It’s from when he was really young and his dad would teach him binary for fun!)

8. Hifumi can read and write English

9. Taka takes English, French, Spanish, Latin, and knows a teensy bit of sign language

10. Leon is fluent in English (specifically the American kind, aka he has an American accent)

11. Mukuro is fluent in English and is also pretty good at Morse code

12. Sayaka knows a bunch of phrases in Spanish and English

13. Gundham knows a bit of Latin, but he only ever uses it to be extra never to actually attempt communication

14. Mahiru knows a bit of English that her mom taught her

15. Nekomaru is fluent in English

16. Not a headcanon but a reminder that Sonia knows 30 languages

17. Teruteru is learning French

18. Imposter is learning English

19. Izuru is fluent in every language because he’s Izuru

20. Monaca knows a decent amount of English

21. Nagisa is taking English

22. Angie’s first language is actually English but she is also mostly fluent in Japanese

23. Gonta tried to learn English at one point but languages are hard for him so he quit

24. Kiibo has 3 language modes, Japanese, English, and Spanish

25. Kirumi is fluent in English

26. Miu knows a bit of sign language because she didn’t speak until a bit later in her childhood

27. Rantaro is fluent in English

[katwatcheskny]

Can I ask for tanjiro comforting a fem reader (can be imagine or Drabble whichever is better for you)

tanjiro comforts the reader

type: drabble

pronouns: she/her/herself

word count: 1385

a/n: hello! thank you for making a request, i really appreciate it. i decided to make this a drabble because i wasn't able to expand this request into an imagine. merry christmas, and reminder that requests are open if anyone wants to make one.

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“(Y/N)?” 

Tanjiro had felt a range of emotions when Kiyo, Sumi, and Naho told him that there was another person recovering in the butterfly mansion besides himself, Zenitsu, and Inosuke. He felt bad for being excited to learn the other patient was (Y/N). Her presence in the mansion meant that she was injured, but at the same time he was excited to see her after months since their last meeting. Once he felt better, he decided to pay her a visit.

She looked well. There were bandages wrapped around her knuckles to her elbows on both her arms, and bandages wrapped around her neck. But, she was sitting up on her own and she was looking out the window. She was injured, of course, but Tanjiro had been worse off many more times before. He was sure that (Y/N) would probably recover before all of them and be on her way to continue slaying demons. She did appear dazed, though.

(Y/N) was staring out the window, as though she wasn’t really in the room right now but somewhere far away. Lost in her own mind that she didn’t even seem to notice that another person had entered the room. Tanjiro gasped, slightly as an intrusive thought entered his mind. What if she was ignoring him? She had incredible instincts as a slayer, she was trained to never let anything sneak up on her. She must be upset with him for some reason or another, not that he could think of some offense he must have committed.

She looked down at her hands. “Tanjiro. Aoi told me that you were here, are your injuries serious?” She questioned, and he could hear that she had been crying in the shakiness of her voice, so unlike her usual confidence.

Tanjiro shook his head, “I am feeling much better. Are you okay, (Y/N)?”

The girl tried to nod, before she shook her head honestly. When she turned to finally face him, there were tears gathered in her (e/c) eyes.

Tanjiro’s mouth gaped open in shock and horror. Tanjiro had known (Y/N) since he had first become a demon slayer. He had known her for years, although he only saw her every couple of months, for a different amount of time each time they crossed paths. Tanjiro thought of her as a good friend. She had always been courteous and more than accepting of Nezuko. And in all that time, he had never seen (Y/N) even upset, let alone crying. He moved his aching legs to enter the room properly and fell to his knees at her bedside and grabbed her hands that had been resting on her lap.

(Y/N) breathed heavily, as she tried to keep herself from crying anymore, as though if she could control her breathing it would stop her emotions. Tanjiro held her hands palm to palm, resting his thumbs over her knuckles. Their hands were so very calloused and scarred. A thin line of tears ran down from the corner of her eyes, and she leaned down to rest her forehead atop Tanjiro’s head, as the tears continued to run down her face. Tanjiro’s hands were cold right now, but there was still the ever present warmth that surrounded him. (Y/N) moved her hands out of his, so that she could intertwine her fingers with his, and nestled her face more towards his forehead, right beside the large red scar on the left side.

They remained like that for an indeterminate amount of time. It could have been as brief as five minutes, but it felt more as though it had been hours. Tanjiro had wanted to say something, to ask questions of what had happened to make her cry, or wanting to offer comforting words. Yet, he held his tongue and just waited as (Y/N)’s tears lessened and her breathing stilled, and she pulled her head away from his own and he could look up at her.

“So-sorry,” she whimpered.

Tanjiro shook his head, keeping his red eyes focused on her intensely. “You don’t have to be sorry. You have nothing to be sorry about.”

She shook her head, “no, I do. I am weak and pathetic.”

“No, you’re not!” Tanjiro insisted, “you’re one of the strongest people I have ever met! You’re such a great swordsman and your breathing style is great.”

“You’re so sweet, Tanjiro,” she mumbled, so quietly as though she didn’t want him to hear her praise. But he had, and it caused his cheeks to turn red with a somewhat burning sensation. It was an amazing feeling to know that she thought of him so highly that he briefly forgot that she was upset. “I’m not strong enough, I’m not good enough. I wasn’t able to save anyone but myself. I shouldn’t be a demon slayer, I am not like you.”

She tried to pull her hands away from him, but he held on stubbornly and looked at her with a serious look. “What happened, (Y/N)?”

(Y/N) looked away in shame. She relaxed her hands and then tightened her fingers around his. She sighed, “I was assigned to act as backup to a mission that was going less than successful. The demon was powerful, it had been feasting on a temple of monks and any demon slayers who came into its territory. We were its prey the moment we climbed up that mountain. All the other demon slayers I went with were the same age as me or younger. Some of them I knew, others I had only met that night. It picked them off one at a time. It had gotten me too, he tried to slit my throat when I screamed, but I was saved by a friend. The demon killed him and I beheaded while it ripped him apart. I was the only one who survived. Twenty slayers, and I was the only one who survived. And only because Takami saved me and died in my place.” She tried to bury her face in her shoulder as her tears returned.

Tanjiro lifted himself off of his knees and onto his feet, but he did not release her hands, only tightening his grip. “You shouldn’t feel guilty that you survived, that you’re alive. There is no reason why you don’t deserve to live, (Y/N), you’re a good person. What happened was terrible but that isn’t your fault. It’s not fair that a demon killed all those people without remorse and you’re the one left feeling regretful. You shouldn’t have to be burdened with these thoughts, because you did nothing wrong.”

She shook her head again.

“I am very happy that you’re alive,” he announced, “I will make sure to pay my respects to Takami for saving you before I leave. He was a good demon slayer who made an impossible decision. He was a good friend.”

“He was,” she nodded. “And so are you Tanjiro.”

He felt his cheeks warm again at her praise, as it had earlier when she called him sweet. Though there was also a disheartening ache in his chest at the mention of them being friends. That was odd, they were friends, that shouldn’t make him upset. “And you’re a good friend, (Y/N). If you leave the corps, I will understand. I just think you should take more time before you make a decision as serious as leaving the corps until after you recover.”

“That makes sense,” she agreed. (Y/N) turned to him, there was still a sadness in her eyes but there was a small smile as well. “Thank you, Tanjiro. I’m not happy about why you’re here, but I am really happy that you were here. You always know how to cheer me up. Thank you so much.”

He blushed, abashedly, “you don’t have to thank me.”

“Would you mind staying for a while?” she asked.

Tanjiro looked down at their hands, which neither of them had ever bothered to let go of from their conversation, so long that he had almost forgotten that they were holding hands. Tanjiro hadn’t ever held a girl’s hand before, beside Nezuko, but that didn’t count. It was the same as holding (Y/N)’s hand. 

“Of course.”

[the-unending-journey]

B A S I C S

Name: Kiyo Himemitsu de Haillenarte

Nicknames: Little lady (what a lot of people tend to call her), brat (courtesy of her brother), Kiki (only permitted by people she's super close to and family)

Age: mid/late 20's

Nameday: 15th Sun of the Second Astral Moon

Race: Au Ra (Raen)

Gender: Cisgender Female

Orientation: Bisexual

Profession: Adventurer, traveling healer (white mage), Alchemist

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C  T S

Hair: Black hair with stark white streaks mixed throughout (from events of Shadowbringers)

Eyes: Lavender-colored with a light glow caused by overabundant aether leaking through

Skin: Light peachy tone

Tattoos/scars: No tattoos, but she does gain light aether scarring along her body after the events of Shadowbringers. These often have a faint, goldish white glow to them that can briefly intensify depending on how much of her magic she uses

F A M I L Y

Parents: Kousuke Himemitsu (biological father - deceased), Nobuko Himemitsu (biological mother - deceased), Lucinne de Haillenarte (adoptive mother - alive) and a currently unnamed adoptive father (deceased)

Siblings: Ryunosuke Himemitsu (older biological brother - alive) and Evianne Beausoleil (older adoptive sister - alive)

Grandparents: Currently unknown

In-laws and Other: N/A

Pets: Kouji, her pet Gaelicat and Natasha, her pet Nagxian cat. She also has her two chocobo, Yuki and Nuit

S K I L L S

Abilities: very talented in various healing techniques, identifying medicinal plants vs. poisonous ones, decent artist (mostly for recording her findings in her botany journal, making stuffed dolls and mending clothing

Hobbies: exploring new places, studying and recording the varieties of plants the star has to offer, reading (especially romance), dancing, gardening, making herbal teas

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Extremely kind to just about everyone

Most Negative Trait: Very, VERY low self-esteem to the point she'll often self-sabotage any relationships that might form (platonic or romantic)

L I K E S

Colors: soft pastels, deep blues and white

Smells: sweet florals, fresh laundry, earthy/herbal scents and fresh-baked goods

Textures: anything soft - feathers, fur, cloth

Drinks: typically just prefers a good ol' Ishgardian brandy and just about any sort of tea. Hot chocolate is an absolute favorite too

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: Absolutely not

Drinks: Only socially... or if she's having a really bad depressive episode

Drugs: Only natural ones to alleviate pain or aid sleep

Mount Issuance: Just her two Chocobos and I guess technically her father's old horse, Kaze. But he's mostly taken care of by her brother and isn't really meant to run around too much anymore

Been Arrested: Almost by some temple knights trying to accuse her and Lucinne's family of heresy due to Kiyo's draconic features and sort of illegally living in Ishgard. It got sorted thankfully... mostly by Lucinne's sword arm

Tagged by: @archaiclumina (I'm so sorry it took so long!)

Tagging: I'm pointing at YOU reader. Do it

[blackwolfflame]

Danganronpa Revival AU PT 4

Spoilers for Danganronpa Killing Harmony

Korekiyo gets a tear scar after bleeding from their eyes while being boiled alive.

Post-Revival, they're in therapy to accept that their sister groomed and r@ped them, but on the plus side, they've realized the feminine feeling they get sometimes isn't a tulpa of their sister, they're just genderfluid.

They use they/them and ke/ker/kers/kerself pronouns. They prefer to be called Guji on their feminine days over Kiyo, and they enjoy wearing makeup as self expression no matter their gender.

@jammyjams1910 it them <<<<<33333