#komaru naegi x y/n

[aritsukemo]

Danganronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls 🧡🌺

Last Updated: Apr. 23, 2024

I'm willing to write for all characters aside from Toko Fukawa, Haiji & Monaca Towa! The Warriors of Hope will strictly be written under platonic circumstances!

Full Length Fanfic 💙📓

Headcanons ❤️🏀

Imagines/Drabbles/Scenarios 🩷🎭

Other 🤎🎨

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[nabateaprodigy]

This is probably the weirdest request ever but can I request Mukuro, Junko, Komaru, and Sonia with a s/o that turned into a marketable plushy? I don't mean someone made a plushy of them I mean they were transformed into it. I had a nightmare where that happened to me and for some reason, it was the worst thing I've ever dreamt.

Please Don't Turn Me Into a Marketable Plushy!

Series: Danganronpa.

Characters: Mukuro, Junko, Komaru, and Sonia.

Genre: Fluff/Crack.

Reader: Gender Neutral.

Notes: I'm a person who doesn't dream much but even when I do it's usually a nightmare. But this is ridiculous! But like so funny at the same time! But bestie what's going on to be having dreams like this? 😭

Mukuro

Quite it had been suspicious quite as of late Mukuro had noticed. By now she would have expected you to be by her side. At first she was worried very worried that something could have happened to you.

She knew you could handle yourself but even still she was still worried. The feelings of worry would hold merit in time. As the school day had ended and Mukuro had not seen you she decided to check up on you herself.

Mukuro had texted you multiple times throughout the day and had gotten no reply. Strange as you would always reply to her as quickly as you could. This didn't cause her to panic as there are many suitable reasons why you wouldn't text her throughout the day.

Soon Mukuro had made it to your home and let herself in with the spare key that you had given her. Stepping into your home she called out for you. "S/O?" No response.

She made her up to your bedroom as maybe you had slept in or were sick. Although nothing could have prepared her for what she was about to see. "S/O? Are you in there? I'm coming in." Mukuro spoke as she opened the door to your bedroom.

"Mukuro! Help me!" A voice could be heard in the room it took a second to register. But Mukuro was able to pinpoint the voice with her vigilant eyes.

She looked at the desk in your and a plushy could be seen. No wait a plushy of you surely. However, as she moved closer it became clear that the plushy was indeed you.

"S/O? Is that you? What happened to you?" Mukuro questioned as kneeled to get a closer look at you. "I'm not sure! I just woke up like this! I tried to call and text you but I can't do anything as a plushy!" You spoke jumping up and down your arms flapping up and down like a bird's wings.

"..." Mukuro was speechless I mean who wouldn't be?!? What are you supposed to do let alone say something about this?

After regaining her composer Mukuro picked you put and put you in her blazer pocket. "I'll take care of you for now let's wait until tomorrow to see if you return to normal. If not then we can ask one of the Ultimates for help." Mukuro spoke as a smile grew on your face.

Finally, this will be a great way to see your girlfriend in action as she practices her skills as an Ultimate! A smile began to grow on Mukuro's face as she looked at you somehow you looked even cuter as a plushy.

Junko

You were late...very late! Where the hell were you?!? THE JUNKO ENOSHIMA! had invited YOU!

To be at a photoshoot with her and you were late nowhere to be seen. Heck, she wanted you to join her and get pictures taken! Well fine, be that she if she cares! (Honestly, I would say she does care but it's probably causing her despair by you not being there. So it's probably not affecting all that much but you never know with how unpredictable she is.)

Once this entire photoshoot was over she went to your home and DEMAND an answer! Heck! Screw the photoshoot! She needed her answers now! Confused by her outburst no one could do anything to stop her from leaving.

Loud knocks could be heard at your front door. "S/O? S/O? Open up! I know you're in there! You queen of despair demands to know why you weren't at the photoshoot!" More knocks could be heard after she spoke.

But then loud bangs could be heard from your front door. What was she...was she kicking your door down? She's insane! (Now ain't that the truth.)

She could be heard running around your look for you and possibly breaking a few things along the way. She then made her grand entrance into your room by nearly kicking the door off its hinges. "Hey! Stop it! You'll destroy my home! You've already destroyed some of it!"

A voice could be heard and Junko looked around until she saw a plushy that looked like you sitting on the table. "HAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!?! YOU LOOK RIDICULOUS!!" Wow, how comforting...

Junko spoke as picked you by the head and placed you on top of her head like a crown. "Come on my beloved I'll show you what despair looks like firsthand!" Junko spoke dashing out of your room. Will you return to normal? Who knows...

Komaru

Komaru had spent her day drawing manga and well she lost track of time. While she was taking a break from drawing she realized she hadn't heard from you in a while! She has sent you a text. 'Hey S/O! How are you? Are you doing okay?'

She set her phone down and went back to drawing and expected a response soon. Although as more time passed a response never came. Thinking you were just busy Komaru sent another text.

Although more time has passed and Komaru still hasn't heard back from you. This caused her to worry so she decided to leave and go to your home. You had given her a spare key and let her enter your home if she ever needed anything.

"S/O?" Komaru called out to you as she entered the home closing the door behind her. She had gotten no response from you she walked looking for you. Making her way upstairs she decided to check your bedroom as you weren't anywhere on the first floor.

Komaru knocked before entering your bedroom. "S/O? Are you in there? I'm coming in." Komaru spoke as she entered your room.

"Komaru! Over here!" A voice could be heard in the room after looking around for a while Komaru was able to pinpoint where the voice had come from. It was from you or well a plushy that looked like you.

"S/O? Is that you? What happened?" Komaru spoke as she got closer to the desk you were on. "I'm not sure Komaru! I just woke up like this!"

Komaru held out her hand and you jumped onto it. "You're so cute S/O! This just gave me a great idea for a manga! Come on I'll bring you to my place so we can work on it together!"

Komaru smiled as she held you in her hands. You were so cute like this and she'd have to take pictures! But most of all she can show you how much of an amazing girlfriend she is by protecting you!

Sonia

There could only be one cause for why you were like this now. Like what exactly? Like a plushy yes that's right you awoke to find yourself now as a plushy.

You knew Sonia was good friends with Gundham but this was just ridiculous! Had something gone wrong while they were doing black magic? Or was this something that Sonia wanted to happen?

Well, you truly had no idea and could only guess and wait. Waiting was all you really could do as being plushy had its limitations. On the other hand, you looked adorable!

You can only imagine how Sonia would react to something like this. Oh well, it's not like you would mind anyway. Being cared for and adored as a plushy while your girlfriend takes care of you?

You suppose there was nothing to complain about although this waiting was killing you! Just how much longer would Sonia be? You need to be with her at once!

Click

However, it seems you were in luck as Sonia has now returned! "Sonia! Sonia! Over here!" You called out to her as you jumped to get her attention. Sonia was stunned for a moment but then recovered from her moment of shock.

"Oh my! S/O? Is that you? What happened? You are simply adorable!" Ah, there is was you expected to find you even more adorable like this. I mean you are her partner so of course you were adorable!

Sonia had moved closer to the desk that you were sitting on as a smile appeared on her face. She held out her hands and you hopped onto them as held you gently. "You are simply adorable! Come S/O I have many outfits your size! You must try them you will look wonderful!"

"But Sonia-" you had tried to ask her if you were like this because of something to do with Gundham and black magic. But Sonia had cut you off before you could finish. "Oh! I must get my camera!" Oh well, you'll deal with that later your just happy to spend time with Sonia.

[frickingnerd]

gifting komaru concert tickets

pairing: komaru naegi x gn!reader

summary: you get komaru tickets for sayaka's concert!

"close your eyes!"

"y/n, you are making me nervous!"

"komaru, i'm not going to scare you or anything. just trust me and close your eyes~"

"f-fine…"

komaru closed her eyes, covering her face with her hands, as she carefully listened to the noises you made. it sounded like you were going through your bag, searching for something. komaru couldn't even begin to think about what you could've possibly brought with you. the suspense was killing her! 

"alright, you can open them again!"

komaru hesitantly removed her hands from her face, before her eyes wandered all over you, spotting the paper in your hands. 

"ta-da!"

you held up the concert tickets, waving them in front of komaru's face, resulting in her grabbing your wrist and hold your hand still, so she got to get a better look at them. and that's when she noticed…

"tickets for sayaka's next concert!?"

your girlfriend's face lit up as you nodded. 

"y/n… that's– how? how did you manage to get them?"

"well, i camped the ticket shops website for hours! but it was worth it…"

komaru squeaked excited, before wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into the tightest hug she could muster. 

"you are the best…!"

[writer-komaru]

thirst of soft dom komaru x fem sub reader please?

Komaru gently laid you on the bed, crawling ontop of you. She cupped your cheek and gave it a light kiss.

“What a good baby you are for me~”

You looked away in response, embarrassed. You eyes widened in surprise as you felt her thumb started rubbing your clit through your panties, causing you to moan softly.

“Does that feel good?”

You nodded, bitting your lip.

“Heheh, maybe it will feel better if I~”

She carefully moved your panties over and used two fingers to rub your clit, using her other hand to carefully rub your hole. You whined in response.

“Shhhhh, it’s okay, I’ll go slowly.”

“She carefully pushed her lubed finger into your hole, causing your back to arch off of the bed. Her finger could go so deep, it just felt so, so good~

You slowly began humping her hand, you mind desperately trying to cum. She other have you another kiss, chuckling softly.

“If you want to cum, sweetie, you can at any time.”

Suddenly, she took her fingers away from you, causing you to whine form the loss of stimulation. But, you watched as she lowered her face to your clit, giving it small kitten licks.

“Ahh, ‘maru, please!”

“Okay, anything for you, baby.”

She pushed her face tight against your cunt, eating you out as I fit was her last meal, but gentle enough so it didn’t hurt you. Your shaky hands reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling on it lightly. You felt so close, just a little more. And as soon as you felt her tongue push into your hole, you let out on last cry and you came on her face. She always knew exactly how to make you feel good and safe at the same time~

[yourlocalmikankinnie]

Hi! Welcome to my newly updated Blog! 💗

I'm Sayaka, you can call me Kirumi as well! Feel free to send requests for Fanfics ˵

Here are the fandoms, I write for as of now!

(I can't promise a master list but I'll sure as hell try making them in the future!)

sayaka's masterlist!:🎀

Spotify: 🍡 (I no longer use it)

My socals post: 🍓

Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc! 🎀

Sayaka Maizono

Mukuro Ikusaba

Leon Kuwata

Chihiro Fujisaki

Mondo Owada

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Hifumi Yamada

Celestia ludenberg

Sakura Ogami

Junko Enoshima

Makoto Naegi

Yasuhiro Hagakure

Byakuya Togami

Toko Fukawa

Kyoko Kirigiri (not often, I don't like her)

Aoi Asahina

Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair! 🍰

Ultimate Imposter

Teruteru hanamura (I will not be making him down right perverted or gross)

Mahiru Koizumi

Peko Pekoyama

Hiyoko Saonji

Ibuki Mioda

Mikan Tsumiki

Nekomaru Nidai

Gundam Tanaka

Nagito Komeda

Chiaki Nanami

Hajime Hinata

Sonia Nevermind

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Kazuichi Souda

Akane Owari (💗)

Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony! 🎹

Rantaro Amami

Kaede Akamatsu

Ryoma Hoshi

Kirumi Tojo

Angie Yonaga

Tenko Chabashira

Korekiyo Shinguchi

Miu Iruma (I won't be making her super perverted, just vulger)

Gonta Gokuhara

Kokichi Oma

Kaito momota

K1B0/Keebo

Tsumugi Shirogone

Maki harukawa

Himiko Yemeno

Shuichi Saihara

Bonus: Komaru Naegi,Yuta Asahina, Ryota Mitarai,Seiko Kimurai, and Ruruka Ando + Izayoi Sonosuke!

Master Detective Archives: Rain Code! 🔍

Yuma Kokohead

Shinagami (might change)

Desuhiko thunderbolt

Halara Nightmare (will be using They/Them)

Fabuki Clockford

Vivia Twilight

Chef Yako

Omori (only real world characters)! 🌙

Hero

Mari

Sunny

Basil

Aubry

Kel

Demon Slayer! 🍡

All of the Hashira (- big guy, I don't really know a lot about him if I'm being honest)

Tanjiro Kamashira(?)

Nezuko Kamashira

Inosuke (whatever bros last name is)

Zenitsu (I won't be making anything with him and Nezuko)

Genya

Kanao

Kanae

(Tengan and his wives are together, I don't separate them ^^)

Saiki K! 🧠

Most of the main cast

Now for my requesting rules! 💌

No 18+ stuff. I'm a Minor and im also Asexual. (Even if I wasn't asexual, I still wouldn't do 18+ stuff)

I do Character x Character, Character x reader x character, and of course Character x reader.

Please specify Y/N,S/O,Ect's Gender/Pronouns in your request or I'll make it gender neutral. I can't promise I'll do a good job with Male Readers but I'll certainly try to.

Now you can request anyone I didn't put on the list. You can request up to 8 or so Characters unless you want to request for the whole group. (This changes depending on how I feel, but I'll always try letting you know how many I take)

I'm 100% alright with writing SH comfort and Depression Comfort. I will not however, glorify it. So this is strictly for comfort so people with different SH and Depression situations can be comforted.

I will try my best to put Trigger Warnings on posts that have something that could be a trigger. If the post has a trigger let me know and I'll add it.

My Genshin blog is right here! : 🌼

( @sayakaskokofish ) so it's easier! 🎀

I genuinely hope you have fun reading and requesting from me, and I hope to make my works just as pretty as you 🍓

[i-am-totally-a-human-being]

With 4th of July finally coming to an end.... it’s time! Time for the story we’ve been planning! That being said:

Danganronpa V4: A New Ending

(Title pending?)

Pairing: Hajime x female reader

Summary: a whole new killing game, with a different group of participants, and a whole new character

The first chapter will come out soon, and when it does, you’ll find the link here!

Here is all our people starring in this story!

Y/N L/N, The Ultimate Forensic Scientist

A spunky young girl with a spunky young attitude. She tends to keep to herself, but isn’t necessarily shy. From her school file, it’s highly assumed that she somehow stumbled across a crime scene as a child, how she actually got there is unknown. Although no older than 13, she was easily able to point out evidence that the forensic specialists already in scene missed before she was quickly escorted away.

Seemingly unbothered by the corpses she witnessed, she then pursued her newly found interest in crime scenes and how to process them, along with collecting evidence.

Her quick learning caught the attention of many, including Hope’s Peak. They offered to pay for her entire schooling if she attended, and she agreed. As Y/N got dressed and ready for her first day at Hope’s Peak, she could have never guessed she would be forced to fight for her life along with 15 others, and put her talent to use.

Hajime Hinata, The Ultimate???

A hotheaded teen who seems to have amnesia, being unable to remember his talent. His uptight nature puts off some of the others, but a few seem interested in him, some even offering to help him discover his talent.

Although he’d never say it, he feels self conscious due to not knowing what his job is supposed to be.

Admires most, if not all, talents, especially the ones that directly make society run better.

Not much can be said about him, he’s still trying to figure out who he is.

He remembers getting ready for the start of the school year, walking out of his home, and then everything going black. Then he woke up on this island, and now has to keep himself and those he cares for alive.

Kokichi Ouma, The Ultimate Supreme Leader

A spry young boy who refuses to really speak of his past. It’s unclear what in his school file is even the truth. He claims to be the supreme leader of an evil organization called DICE, an organization with elegidly 10,000+ members. Hence his talent title. Almost everything that comes out of his mouth he claims to be a lie, so it’s hard to tell what he is actually like.

While he doesn’t ever go into detail of his organization, it seems to be one of the only things he actually cares about and wants to get back to.

He seems hardly bothered by the idea of a killing game, even saying, hopefully joking, that he’d make the first kill. Most are unnerved by his presence and stay away.

Mukuro Ikusaba, The Ultimate Soldier

A quiet, stern girl who does not speak unless absolutely necessary. The older fraternal twin sister of Junko Enoshima, a fashionista famous in Japanese magazine’s. Mukuro seems completely indifferent to anything unless it’s about her sister, to which she grows immediately passionate, almost like a different person. Doesn’t speak about why she and her sister have different last names, claiming it shouldn’t matter.

While not thrilled at the thought of a killing game, she shows extreme faith that her sister will find and rescue her. Most people avoid her, she is the ultimate soldier, after all. Out of everyone, she’d be able to kill the most efficiently.

Doesn’t mind that people avoid her, she likes the quiet anyway.

Makoto Naegi, The Ultimate Lucky Student

A simple, average teenager who lives a simple and average life. He was randomly selected to go to Hope's peak, so he doesn’t really possess any actual talent.

Although talentless, he does seem to possess a decent level of smarts and gets along with everyone easily. No one really fears him, he’s too small and sweet to be capable of murder.

While he doesn’t pose a threat to others, he poses a threat to the mastermind, or anyone who lays their hands on his sister.

Komaru Naegi, a normal student

Komaru possesses no actual talent, much like her brother. However, she is different in the sense that she wasn’t even accepted into Hope’s Peak since she wasn’t quite of age to even be considered as a possibility.

She remembers being taken hostage after she and her parents sent off her older brother, only to awaken on an island, her brother right beside her.

She wants to trust everyone, and takes relief in having her brother by her side.

Shuichi Saihara, The Ultimate Detective

A shy boy who hides his eyes behind a black cap. He seems rather insecure, despite having the talent that poses as the most useful in the current situation. He is quiet and doesn’t like interacting with others, but seems to get more comfortable as time goes on.

He doesn’t like the idea of the killing game, obviously, but he’s mostly worried that some of his classmates will take it seriously.

K1-B0, The Ultimate Robot

Created by a man called Professor Idabashi, a prominent figure in robotics engineering. He created K1-B0(has told others they can call him Keebo) as a culmination of his work.

Keebo doesn’t quite understand human emotions perfectly, but he has a decent idea which is impressive in of itself.

Much like Mukuro, he has faith that he will be saved by a family member. Seeing as he refers to Professor Idabashi as his father. He says he has a tracker, and that when the professor realizes he is missing, a search team will be sent.

Toko Fukawa, The Ultimate Writing Prodigy

An extremely shy and timid girl who does speak to many people. Those she does speak to tend to be weirded out by her... odd and even perverted nature.

She had written multiple books and does seem to be extremely smart, her only issue being her timid nature.

Accused most (if not all) the boys in her class of being perverts.

Angie Yonaga, The Ultimate Artist

Angie loves art in any form, obviously because of her ultimate.

However, she also stands out due to her belief that she is the Devine interpreter for the god Atua, a god she says her people worship.

Angie believes Atua will have his way, and that the killing game is part of something bigger.

Rantaro Amami, The Ultimate Adventurer

A chill, laid back boy who believes in keeping the peace. His calm and collected personality is soothing, leading most, if not all, of the other students to trust him and listen to what he suggests.

Some seem off put by how calm he acts, but most understand that he’s just really good at staying calm and knows that panicking won’t always help.

Often tells tales of his travels to distract those who are afraid.

Nagito Komaeda, The Ultimate Lucky Student

Yet another lucky student, chosen to attend Hope’s Peak at random like Makoto. However, he seems to also have an.... interesting relationship with luck.

His luck has caused death and destruction around him, but he still manages to stay calm and even cheerful in the face of a literal killing game.

Nagito believes hope will prevail no matter what, so he chooses to pretty much just “go with the flow.”

Byakuya Togami, The Ultimate Affluent Progeny

A stuck up and condescending teen who makes it very clear that he does not approve of being trapped on an island like this. This isn’t a funny prank or initiation.

He is rather rich and will inherit the Togami company, after competing against 14 other siblings to “take the crown” and earn the inheritance. He was the youngest of the sibling, or candidates, and is the first youngest to ever come out on top.

Gonta Gokuhara, The Ultimate Entomologist

A.... sweet young man who loves anything and everything bugs. He isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he has a good heart.

(Jsvshsv I don’t know what to write for Gonta I’ll finish his later)

Mikan Tsumiki, The Ultimate Nurse

A clumsy and frightened girl who somehow manages to find herself in compromising positions constantly. On accident.

With her and Y/N present, people are at ease, seeing they have practically a full medical team in case something were to happen.

While she often does more worse than good due to her clumsy nature, she has a good heart, and people know that.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru, The Ultimate Moral Compass

A stern and strict boy who believes in respect and following rules contstantly. He is probably one of the only students who respects the killing games headmaster, Monokuma.

While not thrilled about the idea of a murder game, he sticks to the idea that it is a prank from upperclassmen.

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And that’s our introductions! Sorry some were shorter than others!

Stay tuned!

-🐝

[tea-twords]

You've got a new follower! Do you mind doing a naegiri fic with lee!naegi? I headcanon that Makoto has separation anxiety because he hasn't been around his family ever since he went to hope's peak, and Kyoko is the closest person to him, so Kyoko tiggles him to cheer him up and stuff :D

Mmmmmm yes....Naegiri...

Ok so this is gonna take place in sort of...like a Non-Despair Au, where everyone is just having a good time, you know? Also, I headcanon that there were dorms at Hope’s Peak for girls and boys, so there were like two boys in one boy dorm and two girls in one girl dorm, something like that. And I also hc that Chihiro was Makoto’s dorm mate, so that’s gonna be in here. Also, really sorry that this took a while to get done:(

Pairing: Naegiri (Makoto x Kyoko)

Lee: Makoto

Ler: Kyoko

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“You asked me to come here?” Kyoko said as she looked at Chihiro Fujisaki, Makoto’s dorm mate.

“Y-yeah. Makoto hasn’t been feeling great lately...and I figured that you would know what to do, since your really close with him...” Chihiro answered.

“I understand.” She said plainly but sincerely.

“Ah, o-okay then, I’ll just be leaving you too then...” Said the small boy as he headed off down the hallway.

Kyoko briskly walked in, finding Makoto sitting on his bed, with slumped shoulders, looking at a photo.

“Makoto?”

The boy whipped his head around with surprise, turned back to wipe his face, and then looked at her again.

“I-I didn’t hear you come in...”

“I was just talking to Chihiro at the door, you didn’t hear us then?”

“Well...I guess I wasn’t really paying attention...”

Kyoko sat down next to him, and without hesitating to get to the point, she asked, or more so demanded:

“What’s wrong.”

“N-nothing’s wrong, seriously! I’m doing fine!” An obvious lie.

“You’re lying. It’s written all over your face that something’s been bothering you, and I want you to tell me.”

“...It’s really nothing to worry about Kyoko, I’ll be fine...”

“Tell me.”

“...I don’t want to bother you...”

Kyoko furrowed her eyebrows.

“Your not bothering me in the slightest. Chihiro told me you were feeling bad, and it was of my own free will to come here to comfort you. And we’re close, aren’t we? You can tell me anything.”

Makoto hesitated.

“O-okay...I’ll tell you...”

The lavender haired girl crossed her legs, prepared to hear what her most significant other had to say.

“I...I really miss my family back at home...I haven’t been away from them for this long before and I just...”

“Separation anxiety?”

“Y-yeah...It’s not that I don’t like it here, I love it here...but...”

“You just miss them.”

“Yeah...”

“You’ve been looking through photos of them, right?”

“I just was, actually. I was looking at the photo that was taken the day you met them, coincidentally. I remember that day well...”

“Your family was very nice.”

“Mhm...Komaru was saying how you were like the perfect match for me and things like that...”

“Komaru actually told me something else that day, too.”

“Hm?”

“She told me a trick that would work anytime you felt down, and for me to use freely.”

The brunette tilted his head in confusion.

“I’m uh...not following.”

“Think about it.” Kyoko waited with a smile.

Makoto looked down in thought, then widened his eyes once he realized what Komaru had told her. But it was too late, as 10 fingers suddenly attacked his sides.

“ACK-KYOHOHOHOKOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Komaru wasn’t lying then. You do look very happy.” Kyoko teased.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”

“Hmhm.” She chuckled as she moves her gloved hands up to his underarms.

“EEEEYAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Makoto squealed as he clamped his arms down, trapping her hands in one of his worst spots.

“EHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MOHOHOVE YOHOHOURE HAHAHAHAHAHANDS!”

“I can’t, they’re stuck. You’ll have to move your arms if you want me to move your hands.”

“Y-YOHOHOU KNOHOHOW I CAHAHAN’T DOHOHOHO THAHAHAHAT!”

“Then I guess there’s nothing to be done.” She teased, flustering the boy even more so than he already was.

He thrashed and kicked, trying to get away from the merciless tickles all while laughing his head off. Kyoko honestly thought it was one of the cutest sights she had ever seen.

Kyoko soon took Makoto’s teary eyes and bright red face as a sign to stop her torment.

“Ha...ha...” He panted as he clutched his sides, recovering from the surprise tickle attack.

“Komaru *really* wasn’t lying then. You do look a lot happier now.”

“Ha...”

“Sorry if I went too far.”

“N-no, no, It’s fine! I...I do feel a bit better now...”

Kyoko smiled.

“That’s good then. Now that your mood is better, would you like to come with me to go eat something?”

“S-sure!” He hopped up.

They left the room, both with a smile on their face. Kyoko didn’t forget, however, that not once did he say “stop”.

[name968]

Characters of which I won’t write + ships

! Spoiler warning ! | Possible triggers will be censored as always ||

Reasons listed as well

Squid Game

Oh II-nam / Player 001 (Platonic only) | Self-explanatory

Seong Gi-hun / Player 456 | I don’t know how to write him + Not comfortable

Jang Deok-soo / Player 101 | Not comfortable // Unknown

Masked guards | Not comfortable// Unkown

VIPS | Barley any info to work with + especially not comfortable with writing about VIP 4 // He makes me very uncomfortable

Han Mi-nyeo / Player 212 (Platonic only) | Not comfortable // Unknown

Ch0 S@ng-w00 / Player 218 | Not comfortable // Unknown

Hwang In-ho / Front man | Not comfortable // Unknown

Jang Deok-soo / Player 101 x Han Mi-nyeo / Player 212 | Self-explanatory

Jang Deok-soo / Player 101 x Kang Sae-byeok / Player 067 | Self-explanatory

Hwang In-ho x Hwang Jun-ho | !nc3$t

Danganronpa

J^nk0 3n0$h!m@ (Platonic only) | Self-explanatory // Not comfortable

Miu Iruma (Unless platonic) | Unknown

Shu!ch! S@!h@r@ | Not comfortable // Unknown

T3rut3ru H@n@mur@ | Not comfortable // Unknown

G0nt@ G0kuh@r@ | Not comfortable // Unknown

Sakura Ogami (Platonic only) | Not comfortable // Unknown

Ts^m^g! Sh!r0g@n3 | Not comfortable // Unknown

M!k@n Ts^m!k! (Platonic only) | Not comfortable // Unknown

Any WOH (Platonic only) | Self-explanatory

J^nk@n / J^nk0 x M!k@n | T0x!c ship

M^k^r0 x J^nk0 | !nc3$t

Makoto x J^nk0 | Self-explanatory

Makoto x Komaru | !nc3$t

Any k!ll3r x v!ct!m | Not comfortable writing it anymore (Will do M!k@n x Ibuki, K@3d3 x R@nt@r0, Chihiro x M0nd0 [Platonic only], and Chiaki x N@g!t0 [Platonic only])

N@g!t0 K0m@3d@ x H@j!m3 H!n@t@ / K0m@h!n@ | Not comfortable // Unknown

Shu!ch! S@!h@r@ x K0k!ch! 0um@ / S@!0um@ | Not comfortable // Unknow

By@kuy@ T0g@m! x Makoto Naegi / N@3g@m! | Not comfortable // Unknow

H@!j! T0w@ x Anyone | Self-explanatory

Komaru x WOH | Self-explanatory

H!y0k0 x M!k@n | T0x!c

YTTD

Joe Tazuna (Unless platonic) | Not comfortable // Unknown

Any of the dolls | Not sure how to write them // Never got too far to know how they act

Gin Ibushi (Platonic only) | Self-explanatory

M!d0r! / S0u H!y0r! | Not comfortable // Unknown + Not sure how to write him

Shin Ts^k!m! / S0u H!y0r! | Not comfortable // Unknown

Gin Ibushi x anyone (Platonic only) | Self-explanatory

Genshin Impact

Any of the children (Platonic only) | Self-explanatory

Sayu | Not comfortable // Unknown

D!l^c | Not comfortable // Unknown

K3@y@ | Not comfortable // Unknown

Ch!ld3 | Not comfortable // Unknown

Traveler | Not sure how to write

Zhongli | Not sure how to write

Venti | Not sure how to write

Paimon | Self-explanatory

L!$@ | Not sure how to write

Jean | Not sure how to write

Ayato | Like no information on him

Aether x Lumine | !nc3$t

Barbara x Jean | !nc3$t

D!l^c x K3@y@ | Don't wanna disclose

Ayato x Ayaka | !nc3$t

Zhongli x Xiao | Not comfortable // Unknown

Ganyu x Xiao | Not comfortable // Unknown

The children x anyone | Self-explanatory

Sayu x anyone | Self-explanatory

Gakuen Babysitters

Children (Platonic) | Self-explanatory

Children x anyone (Platonic anyone) | Self-explanatory

Sibling x sibling | !nc3$t (I keep forgetting how to spell their names)

Detroit: Become Human

Hank | Not comfortable // Unknown

Hank x Conner | Self-explanatory

Wolf Children

Ame x Yuuki | !nc3$t

Ame x Hana | !nc3$t

Yuuki x Hana | !nc3$t

My roommate is a cat

Haru / The cat | Self-explanatory

Hachi / Haru's little sibling | Self-explanatory

Sibling x sibling (There are too many to type) | !nc3$t

Roku / The other cat | Self-explanatory

Cat x Human | Self-explanatory

For any of the other fandoms that I didn't include of which I write for then, that means there aren't any!

[naegi-stories]

Under An Umbrella

[Makoto Naegi x Nagito Komaeda]

Category: Fluff

Makoto’s POV:

I stepped out of the school building and water hit me like a bus. I thought it was only a light drizzle, but I was wrong considering I was now soaked from head to toe. I sighed. I didn’t even bring an umbrella with me. Just my luck, I guess.

As I began to walk home, I felt the rain stop. I looked up and saw Nagito holding an umbrella over me.

“You’re going to catch a cold if you stay in those clothes,” he said. He held out his hand, as if waiting for me to give him something. Thats when it clicked. I took off my wet hoodie and he gave me his jacket. I put it on and giggled. It was way to big for me, but it was warm and cosy. Nagito folded up my hoodie and held it in his free hand.

“Aren’t you going to catch a cold?” I asked worriedly, seeing as he was wearing a short sleeve shirt.

“You don’t need to worry about trash like me, Naegi-Kun,” he said with a smile. I pouted, grabbed his wrist, and began walking.

“N-Naegi?? Where are we going?” He asked, trying to keep up the pace.

“My house! I can’t have you walking me home and then leaving you alone in the cold!” I replied as my walking turned to running. My grip on Nagito’s wrist became tighter, making sure he didn’t get left behind.

When we arrived at my house, I unlocked the door and dragged the white haired boy inside. We took off our shoes and I asked Nagito to stay still before I took off into the bathroom with our jackets. I hung my hoodie over a drying rack and then placed Nagito’s jacket next to mine.

“Makoto? What’re you doing?” I looked up and saw my mom standing in the bathroom doorway.

“My friend and I were walking home and our clothes got wet so I’m putting them here to dry,” I replied as my mom chuckled.

“Go upstairs and get changed. I’ll clean the rest of your clothes,” she said, “tell your friend to do the same.”

I nodded and walked back over to Nagito. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to my room.

“This is your room?” He asked curiously as I nodded, “its really nice, Naegi-Kun.”

“Thanks!” I replied happily, “also my mom said she’ll dry our clothes so if I give you some of my clothes to wear, you can go into the bathroom and change!”

“Your mom is so caring. Scum like me doesn’t deserve such kindness!” Said Nagito with a strange smile.

“You’re being silly, Komaeda-Kun, of course you deserve kindness!” I said as I went through my wardrobe. I found a shirt and some pants, and then gave them to the white haired boy.

“Here you go! These should fit you, hopefully...” I said as he took them. He nodded and walked over into the bathroom.

I picked out some PJs for myself and got changed. I walked downstairs and saw Komaru helping my dad cook.

“Whats for dinner?” I asked as they looked over at me.

“Hamburger steak with salad and rice!” Replied Komaru excitedly. I laughed and watched them cook until I heard footsteps from upstairs. I looked over at the stairs and saw Nagito. He was blushing slightly as he scratched the back of his neck nervously.

“Thanks for the clothes, Naegi-Kun,” he said with a small smile. I just stared at him in awe. He looked really cute in my clothes, even tho they were a little small on him. They still fit him perfectly, he still looked really good in them. Well, Nagito looks good in anything really-

“Makoto! Are you okay??” Exclaimed Komaru as I snapped back to reality.

“Are you okay, Naegi-Kun?” Asked Nagito worriedly. I looked him up and down before blushing.

“Y-Yeah! I’m fine!” I replied with an awkward laugh. My sister smirked and pulled me aside, away from the white haired boy.

“You like him, huh?” She asked with a giggle. My blush deepened as I shook my head rapidly.

“Your face says otherwise!!” She said, her giggles becoming full on laughter. I crossed my arms, embarrassed as she continued to laugh.

“Are you two okay?” Asked Nagito, concern laced in his voice.

“Its okay, Komaeda! We’re fine!” Said Komaru through giggles.

“Alright, thats enough you three,” said my dad with a chuckle, “dinner’s ready.”

“Dinner? For me as well?” Questioned Nagito with a confused expression.

“Of course, Komaeda-Kun! You’re our guest so we have to feed you!” I replied with a smile.

“Scum like me doesn’t deserve anything like this... I feel so honoured,” said the white haired boy. I placed both my hands on his cheeks and looked straight into his eyes.

“You’re not scum or trash! Stop putting yourself down all the time!” I exclaimed. He stared at me before tears started forming in his eyes. He turned away from me and wiped his face.

“Komaeda-Kun?! Are you crying?!” I asked worriedly as he turned to me again with a smile plastered on his face.

“No, its okay, Naegi-Kun,” he replied. I sighed with relief and we sat down at the table. My mom joined us and my dad served dinner.

We ate and talked about each of our day. Nagito stayed silent through all of it though, only listening to us talk and rant. My whole family realised this.

“Komaeda, you’ve been awfully quiet throughout our discussion, are you okay?” Asked my dad curiously.

“I’m just content on listening to what you all have to say, it wouldn’t be that interesting if I talked about my day,” answered Nagito with a smile.

“That reminds me, Komaeda, do you need me to contact one of your parents to tell them you’ll be staying for the night?” Asked my mom. The white haired boy stared down at the table, not responsive. After a few seconds, he looked back up with a smile.

“No thank you, Mrs Naegi, I live by myself,” he replied. My mom and dad looked at each other with worried expressions before looking back at Nagito.

“Alright then, once you boys finish dinner we can sort out a sleeping arrangement for tonight,” she said as we all continued to eat.

When Nagito and I finished, we walked upstairs, my mom trailing behind us.

“You could have one of you sleep on the floor with the other on the bed, you both sleep on the floor or you both sleep in the same bed,” suggested my mom with a grin. Both of us blushed at the last option.

“We can share the bed,” I said quickly.

“Okay, I’ll grab some extra blankets and pillows,” she said as she left the room. When she came back, she tidied my bed, placing the pillows and blankets on it.

“You two get some sleep, okay? You still have school tomorrow,” said my mom as she left the room and closed the door behind her.

I looked up at Nagito who was staring at the bed. He looked somewhat uncomfortable. I crawled into bed and patted the space next to me. The white haired boy reluctantly joined, laying beside me. I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled head into his chest. His body became tense and stiff.

“Hey, relax,” I whispered. Unfortunately, he still wouldn’t move. I lifted my head up to stare at him before placing my hand on his cheek.

“You’re fine, just try and fall asleep,” I said quietly. Nagito blushed, his body melting under my touch. His shoulders relaxed and his expression softened.

“Sorry,” he said as he placed his hand on my head and ran his hand through my hair. I rested my head on his chest and smiled.

“Good night, Komaeda-Kun.”

“Night, Naegi-Kun.”

[apolunatic]

i found @muzumi-san ‘s danganronpa asks/questions and decided to just go ahead and answer them bahah

1. Favourite game?

trigger happy havoc.

2. Favourite Protagonist?

makoto naegi.

3. Favourite antagonistic character?

byakuya togami.

4. Favourite character?

kyouko kirigiri.

5. Best girl?

kyouko kirigiri, again lmao

6. Best boy?

difficult but,,, probably fuyuhiko kuzuryuu? or makoto naegi? this one is actually difficult ngl

7. Favourite class trial from all the games?

the chapter six class trial from sdr2.

8. Least favourite character?

hifumi yamada.

9. Least favourite class trial?

the first one from sdr2. i don’t know, it just felt disorganized, in a way?

10. What would be your Ultimate Title?

i don’t know, actually! but going off of my hobbies and “talents” and stuff, maybe ultimate gamer or ultimate “book worm” (would that count)?

11. Favourite cast?

sdr2.

12. Favourite Danganronpa 3 character?

koichi kizakura.

13. What’s your opinion on the Danganronpa 3 anime?

i love it!!! it’s so good, ngl it deserves more love. my favorite dr3 is mirai-hen.

14. What do you think about Danganonpa 1 anime?

i’m assuming this one is talking about danganronpa: the animation? if so, i strongly dislike it. it left out so much and just,, isn’t that great. i’m also not a fan of the style that it is in, to be honest.

15. Your absolute OTP?

naegiri (makoto x kyouko).

16. Your absolute BROTP?

even though it’s basically an otp, ishimondo (kiyotaka x mondo) ヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ

17. Do you have an OT3? Which one?

naegirigami (makoto x kyouko x byakuya)!

18. Favourite rare ship?

kirihina (kyouko x aoi)!

19. Who do you think is an underrated character?

kyouko!!! or yui!!!

20. Who do you think is an overrated character?

junko enoshima;; don’t hate me, but i just don’t see what’s so special about her. o(╥﹏╥)o

21. Favourite voice actor?

whoever voices touko/genocider in the japanese version; absolute goddess. how she does genocider’s voice is incredible and absolutely beyond anything i’ve ever heard before, voice acting wise.

22. Favourite talent?

ultimate detective or ultimate astronaut.

23. Favourite mascot?

monokuma, the absolute bastard.

24. Favourite Monokub?

monodam.

25. Least favourite mascot?

monokid.

26. Favourite execution?

either korekiyo’s or gundham’s.

27. Least favourite execution?

kyouko’s; i know that they were doing to be like a parallel of makoto’s, but they could have done so much more with it. it just felt so bland, to be honest. ヽ（´ー｀）┌

28. Favourite unused execution?

sayaka maizono's!

29. Which character should survived in your opinion?

hiyoko saionji.

30. Which character would’ve deserved to survive?

again, hiyoko saionji.

31. Is there a character you think who shouldn’t have survived but did?

not really! although, if i had to choose, maybe kazuichi souda? he's a really good character and i love him, but he just doesn't have survivor "energy"

32. Least favourite protagonist?

shuichi saihara or hajime hinata. don't come at me, please.

33. Character with the best clothing?

rantaro amami.

34. Best character design?

difficult, but korekiyo? or kirumi?

35. A character who should’ve got more character development?

hiyoko saionji or maki harukawa.

36. Character who looks amazing but you don’t like?

korekiyo shinguji.

37. Favourite minor character?

miu iruma.

38. Favourite eyes?

junko enoshima's.

39. Smartest murder plan?

korekiyo shinguji's or kirumi toujou's.

40. Favourite culprit?

kirumi toujou or celestia ludenberg.

41. Person you’ve never expected to become a culprit but they became? (Doesn’t include Chiaki)

kirumi toujou.

42. Honest opinion on Tsumugi Shirogane?

i love her! honestly, she's a really interesting character. she's quite a roller coaster but she is really fun.

43. Describe Monaca Towa in 3 words!

manipulative, toxic, guilty.

44. Describe Nagito Komaeda in 3 words!

bastard, bitch, insane.

45. Unpopular opinion?

i seriously do not like kokichi ouma. i can not stand him (again, don't come for me).

46. Unpopular headcanon?

i'm not sure if this is unpopular or not, but probably kyouko feeling emotions very strongly; she's just an expert at hiding them.

47. A headcanon you have about a character?

see number forty-six (46).

48. Favourite OST?

debate scrum or class trial: space edition.

49. Favourite mini game?

if you mean the ones in ndrv3, i actually have not played thr game myself (i have only watcjed playthroughs), so i don't reallt have an opinion on them.

50. Favourite game design?

ultra despaid girls or killing harmony.

51. Character you thought you were gonna dislike but loved in the end?

touko fukawa (in udg; thh touko is shit).

52. Character you thought you would like but disliked in the end?

monaca.

53. Favourite game end?

trigger happy havoc.

54. Least favourite game end?

mmmmmm,,,, sdr2? for a few reasons, i can evaluate if wanted.

55. Favourite love hotel scene?

the entire love hotel is fuckin' cursed. but if i have to choose, maki's.

56. Best free time events?

kyoukoor maki's; it is fun learning about both of them! ヾ(＾∇＾)

57. Character who should’ve lived longer?

ibuki mioda, her death was too sudden. same with kaito momota. (。┰ω┰。)

58. V3 Pregame! headcanon?

the ones that everyone has for shuichi saihara.

59. Favourite moment?

"mukuro ikusaba... the sixteenth student, lying hidden somewher in this school. the one they call the ultimate despair... watch out for her." this one or maki opening up about her life as an assassin.

60. Saddest moment?

the scenes before kaito momota's execution. i'm sorry, maki. ヾ(×× ) ﾂ

61. Character who looks like the love child of ???

i have,, no idea??

62. Describe Mikan Tsumiki in 3 words!

get this bitch some therapy holy fuck

63. Describe Kyoko Kirigiri in 3 words!

mysterious, angel, underrated.

64. Which character seemed like they were gonna be a culprit but they wasn’t?

yasuhiro hagakure. i don't know, i just expected him to be lying or manipulative for some reason. it was hard to believe that he's actulaly just really stupid. ﾍ(￣ ￣;ﾍ)

65. Who did you never expected to die but they died?

nagito komaeda.

66. Describe the last trial from V3 in 3 words!

insane, cosplay, r a b i d.

67. Which character would you never want to meet in real life?

korekiyo shinguji.

68. Which character would you like to meet in real life?

chiaki nanami.

69. Choose one character which you would take with you on a trip.

kyouko kirigiri. she works too hard, somebody give her a break.

70. Character you would have a sleepover with?

chiaki nanami.

71. Character you can relate to?

maki harukawa.

72. Character you can relate to but you dislike them?

mukuro ikusaba; i can relate to her, sort of, but in a very limited way.

73. Character who deserved better?

hiyoko saionji.

74. What do yo think of Hiyoko Saionji?

she has reasons for behaving the way that she did, but that doesn't excuse them.

75. Describe Gonta Gokuhara in 3 words!

gentleman! angel! bugs!!

76. Favourite research lab?

maki harukawa's.

77. What do you think of the fandom?

half of it is fun. the other half is fucking insane.

78. Favourite random/unnecessary scene?

the love hotel.

79. Which character has the cutest design?

kotoko utsugi.

80. Hope or Despair?

hope.

81. Could you be the Ultimate Lucky Student?

not at all. ヽ(*´з｀*)ﾉ

82. Favourite chapter?

chapter six of sdr2.

83. Least favourite chapter?

chapter one of thh. it just felt very dragged out, in comparison to the other first chapters of the otbwr games.

84. Which character do you easily forget?

ryota mitarai.

85. Could you be a Dangan Protag? Why?

i,, don't know??

86. Favourite Anthology chapter?

i haven't read it but i really want to!

87. Describe Peko Pekoyama in 3 words!

lovely, grand, serious.

88. Describe Mondo Oowada in 3 words!

bikes, misunderstood, a n g r y.

89. Least favourite Danganronpa 3 character?

ruruka andoh.

90. Do you like Junko?

i don't like or dislike her, i just don't understand the hype around her.

91. What do you think of Monokuma?

fucking bastard.

92. Least favourite Monokub?

monokid.

93. Did you like the Monokubs?

not in the slightest.

94. Did you like the Warriors of Hope?

excluding monaca? yes.

95. What do you think of Gundham Tanaka?

i love him so much,,

96. Who’s an overrated character you dislike?

kokichi ouma.

97. Overrated ship which is your NOTP?

naezono (makoto x sayaka).

98. Outfit you dislike?

sayaka maizono's.

99. Your absolute NOTP?

junko x mukuro or junko x mikan. just anything with junko.

100. Opinion on all the Protagonists!

makoto is the best, hajime is kind of bland, kaede is almost too perfect, shuchi is too basic (in a way), komaru and touko's development was incredible and yui deserves much more love.

[aritsukemo]

My Ultra Despair Girls Headcanons❤️🏀

Last Updated: Nov. 7, 2024

Nagisa Shingetsu w/ an autistic best friend | Fluff

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Ultimate Playboy (Y,N) A.K.A. Ultimate Playboy x Danganronpa Girls requests

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3fdi4Dd

by Toxicandy_for_life

(Y,N) is accepted into Hope's Peak as the Ultimate Playboy, even though he is obvious.

Request any Reader x Danganronpa girls (cuz I'm a straight dude.)

Words: 103, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Dangan Ronpa Ensemble, Reader

Relationships: Maizono Sayaka/Reader, Ikusaba Mukuro/Reader, Celestia Ludenberg/Reader, Ogami Sakura/Reader, Enoshima Junko/Reader, Fukawa Toko/Reader, Asahina Aoi/Reader, Kirigiri Kyoko/Reader, Koizumi Mahiru/Reader, Pekoyama Peko/Reader, Saionji Hiyoko/Reader, Mioda Ibuki/Reader, Tsumiki Mikan/Reader, Nanami Chiaki/Reader, Sonia Nevermind/Reader, Owari Akane/Reader, Akamatsu Kaede/Reader, Tojo Kirumi/Reader, Yonaga Angie/Reader, Chabashira Tenko/Reader, Iruma Miu/Reader, Shirogane Tsumugi/Reader, Yumeno Himiko/Reader, Harukawa Maki/Reader, Yukizome Chisa/Reader, Kimura Seiko/Reader, Andoh Ruruka/Reader, Kuzuryu Natsumi/Reader, Naegi Komaru/Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3fdi4Dd

[nao-hime]

Do You Remember || Makoto Naegi x Reader

I know it’s been a long time since I updated! I’ve been incredibly busy, but since I had time today, I decided to work on another chapter.

To explain the plot (like always): Makoto and the reader have been dating for a while now, but the reader is caught in a horrible car accident and ends up in a coma. This is just him visiting her every single day and remembering their times together, hoping that by reminding her, she’ll wake up.

I hope you guys enjoy this!

   You hate the cold, especially when it rains. When it rains, it pours, and when it’s combined with the wind, you better hope you have a coat.

The torrent of rain leaves a crisp scent on the breeze, masking the pollution that taints the air. Freezing fingers rake down your back as the downpour cascades in endless icy sheets. The sun sequesters its warmth from behind a dense layer of dull gray clouds, forcing you to rely on your coat for precious heat. The frigid wind croons its shrill song as its gales slice at your exposed face, whipping your hair into disarray. Your frozen hands are unable to tie my hair back, your fingers stiff with cold.

Your feet slosh through the silver puddles that continue to expand as the deluge poured from the heavens. As you breathe the invigorating air, your breaths come out as puffy white vapors that spiral into the air before dissipating into nothing. It’s days like this that remind you how ruthless the weather can be.

The streets are practically vacant, aside from the young woman wandering aimlessly, and the occasional stray that darts for shelter. A lone car flashes its headlights as bright as a wolf's piercing, hungry eyes as it drives prudently through the deserted boulevard. It sweeps around the corner abruptly, spraying water all over sidewalk. You jump out of the way just in time to avoid being drenched by the glacial water.

You stop at the corner of an intersection. Even through the wall of gushing water, you manage to check both ways before crossing. You see nothing that could endanger you, so you begin trudging across the street, careful not to slip in any puddles.

The road was clear. You know it was. And yet it happened. How are you supposed to know someone was tearing through the streets, not even in the right state of mind?

Without any warning, the car slams into you at full-force.

You don’t feel the agony until you crash to the ground, dull thuds stippling over your body and contorting your neck into an unnatural angle with a sickening crack. A potent surge of pain travels up your back while at the same time scattering down your arms and legs. A frightened scream pierces the air. The car comes to a screechy stop, its headlights blinding you, but you have no control over your eyes, which stare lifelessly at the blood-stained concrete ground.

You’ve always wanted to fly. But never like this.

   A certain brown-haired male heaved a sigh as he stood outside the door of your room. His feet shuffled anxiously, his hands tightened their grip around the bouquet of flowers, while he constantly blew at the stray hair that just wouldn’t move. Though he had done this many times before, he could never seem to go in right away.

It was because of the fear that you would not be there.

He placed one trembling hand on the door handle and twisted, taking a deep breath before pushing it open. His hazel eyes scanned the room, searching for any distinct differences—specifically a lack of your presence. Thankfully, there you were, laying speechlessly in bed with your eyes closed.

The light that filtered through the window bathed your face with an ethereal glow. Your hair pooled around you like a halo. To him, you appeared as an angel. A silent angel.

Two months had passed since the incident. The incident where you had been hit by a car and induced into a coma. The only indication of your life was the slow rise and fall of your chest, and the steady beep of the monitor next to you. The doctors had said it was unlikely you would wake up, but he refused to believe that. He had hope that you would wake up, and the two of you would be reunited. After all, he had plans. Great plans, and he wanted to go through with them.

Makoto Naegi seated himself in his usual chair beside your bed, placing the flowers on the table. He stared at you, taking in your beauty. You were stunning, even when you weren’t awake. Although others might find this tedious, Makoto thought that watching you was absolutely fascinating. Time passed, but what made it go faster was when he spoke to you.

“(Y/n), do you remember when we first met?” inquired Makoto thoughtfully, tilting his head slightly. He dropped his hand over yours, careful not to fumble with the IV. Bad luck tended to follow him, and that had seeped into you a few times in your relationship. And yet you never blamed him for it. “I remember…you were Komaru’s friend, visiting from school. She was so excited to introduce you to the family because we kept teasing her, telling her that you were just her imaginary friend. None of us were surprised when you showed up in the flesh. But…” Makoto felt the heat rise to his cheeks, tinting them a light pink. “I remember how I tripped, and we both fell to the ground. Komaru accused me of trying to grope you, and Mom and Dad were horrified because I broke your arm. But you forgave me.” Makoto sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. He still blushed whenever he thought of that utterly embarrassing event; he claimed it was bad luck, but you said it was good luck.

“It brought us together, didn’t it?” you would always remind him, flashing your signature smile. Makoto was always amazed when he saw you smile. Whether you wore cosmetics or not, Makoto thought you were always breathtaking.

But you were right. Had Makoto not fallen on top of you, his entire family wouldn’t have forced him to visit you in the hospital to formally apologize. He would’ve done it anyway, but it was because he had fallen on you that he visited you.

You liked to make the joke that he “fell in love with you”. Though it was true, Makoto did not really like being teased, especially about that certain event. And yet you were unashamed to tell anyone who asked how you had met.

Anyway, because Makoto had visited you once, he was instantly intrigued by you. You were so forgiving and kind and overall very pleasant to be around. Makoto was partly pleased and sad to hear that you had your own stroke of bad luck; even before Makoto had met you, you were in the hospital a lot due to your clumsiness. So you were used to it, as you claimed.

Double the bad luck did not help your case.

As much as Makoto yearned to ask you out, he knew that not only would his parents be infuriated, Komaru would probably be upset if he tried to “take you away”. He could definitely see why Komaru was so attached to you; there was not another person like you. And though Makoto wanted nothing more than to ask you out on a date, he respected your friendship with Komaru too much.

Apparently, though, his feelings towards you were evident, because Komaru intentionally set you both up on a date. She had told you both that she had the “perfect person” in mind, and gave you directions to a restaurant. Needless to say, you both were very surprised upon seeing each other.

However, Makoto had never been more grateful for his sister’s intervention. Usually, she embarrassed him in front of his crushes. But now, she seemed serious about hooking him up. Part of Makoto believed that it was because she wanted you to be her sister-in-law.

Which was originally going to be the case.

Makoto slipped his hand into his pocket and withdrew a small, velvet black box. He couldn’t bear to pop it open. A dejected sigh passed his lips.

Just my luck…

The two of you had been dating for over a year. He had been waiting to ask you out once you were in college, so that a) he wouldn’t go to jail and b) so that his family wouldn’t kill him. But then Komaru decided to set you up. Now that you were in college, Makoto had graduated (because he was four years older than you), and was living on his own. Still, the two of you would visit each other, though it was mostly Makoto visiting you because you didn’t want to travel too far from campus.

Now that you were a sophomore in college, Makoto felt ready to ask you “the big question”. He had been planning on asking you to marry him. There was nothing that he wanted more than to be with you for the rest of his life.

…but now that you were in a coma, that kind of put a damper on things.

But Makoto had complete faith that you would wake up. You had to wake up! Otherwise…what else would he do?

Unable to bear the sight of his broken plans, Makoto dropped the box back into his pocket and proceeded to talk to you.

   Sometimes, Makoto visited you alone, because there were memories that only he could share with you. Other times, he came with someone else. Namely his sister, Komaru.

The news had hit Komaru really hard. But Komaru was tough; she recovered quickly. Komaru visited you the most out of anyone; with the exception of Makoto, of course. The only reason Komaru was unable to visit you as much as Makoto was because she was still busy with college. So she made Makoto promise to say ‘hi’ to you for her every single day.

Makoto’s parents visited too, but once every month. They never said it, but Makoto could tell they didn’t think you would recover. The only reason they even came was to make Makoto think that they had faith. Really, they wanted him to move on. To find someone else rather than “wasting his time waiting on you”. Although Makoto knew they were only thinking of him, whenever he thought about how they thought you were a lost cause, anger bubbled underneath the surface of his skin.

Some of his friends would accompany him. None of them had known you personally, but they knew how important you were to him, and they wanted to offer their support. All of them were mixed with their beliefs; some thought you still had a chance, while others disagreed, saying there was no way in hell you would come back. In the end, they all agreed to just stop visiting, otherwise they risked exploding into another dispute. And the last thing Makoto wanted to hear was despair coming from his own friends.

A big surprise Makoto received was when the driver who hit you visited. At first, Makoto was utterly enraged that he had the audacity to visit you when he was the cause of your state, but then he learned that it was a complete accident; it was raining heavily after all, so it was difficult to see, and the roads were slippery. The man also displayed signs of great sorrow for what he had done.

He wanted a moment alone with you, but Makoto was reluctant to allow that to happen. Makoto rarely ever left your side, even when the nurses came in. So he was unaccustomed to leaving you alone—especially in the presence of strangers. Eventually, the two came to an agreement that Makoto would remain in the room while the driver said what he wanted to say. After that, he never visited, and Makoto did not hear from him again.

One day, when visiting you, Makoto thought it was strange that he never saw your family’s name signed on the visitor’s sheet. You never talked much about your family, and since you were not keen on doing so, Makoto decided not to pry. But now he was definitely curious as to why your family was never here.

“Hey, Komaru,” he said, earning a hum in reply. “Do you know why (Y/n)’s family is never here? I don’t think I’ve seen their name listed on the visitor’s sheet.” Makoto was careful with how he phrased it; Komaru was not one to spread secrets, and if it was about you, then not even God Himself could elicit a response from her.

Komaru raised an eyebrow in his direction. “Why do you want to know?”

“I just think it’s peculiar…Surely they want to visit their daughter?” Makoto’s heart pounded as he waited for Komaru to speak up. There was a part in him that dreaded the worst and that already anticipated Komaru’s answer. Was (Y/n)’s family out of town? Had they disowned her? Were they dead? His mind went in so many different directions with each explanation being crazier than the last.

“Well…It’s not really my place to tell you. But I suppose that you ought to know,” Komaru conceded. Makoto struggled to keep the smile from rising to his face. After all, he didn’t want Komaru to back out just upon seeing how happy he was. “(Y/n)-chan is an orphan. She never met her dad because her mother had her through in vitro fertilization, and her mother died when we were in middle school. Ever since then, (Y/n)-chan has worked really hard in order to sustain herself.”

Makoto froze. You were an orphan? How come you had never told him? His eyes fell down to your still form. Betrayal stung his chest. Makoto had believed that you would go to him with her troubles, but he supposed not.

It was as if Komaru could read his thoughts, because she continued, “(Y/n)-chan never told you because she was afraid…afraid that you would reject her or something.”

“What?” spluttered Makoto, his head instantly raising. “Th-That’s ridiculous! Why would she be afraid of that?”

Komaru shrugged. “I don’t know. But if you ask me, I think it’s because she was a little insecure about how well-off we are, while she’s barely surviving on her own. Maybe she thought you wouldn’t want her if you knew her situation.” Her eyes were glazed over with sorrow and guilt, almost as if she had put (Y/n) in this condition.

Though Makoto’s worry was tempered, now it was replaced with a new fear. A fear that you were not happy. That you was not…(Y/n). That the (Y/n) he had met was just a facade. What if the (Y/n) he had fallen in love with was fake? You were always so happy and optimistic…but that was a mask to hide her private despair. Worst of all, you never confided your troubles to Makoto, your boyfriend.

I promise, (Y/n), Makoto thought to himself, pursing his lips. When you wake up, I’ll make sure I’ll be your pillar. I’ll make sure you can come to me with your troubles, and I’ll go to you with mine.

   People thought Makoto Naegi was insane, because he kept visiting you even after six months since the start of your comatose state. But that did not stop Makoto.

When he visited you, he always started by bringing a gift. Most of the presents piled up in the corner of the room were from him; they were all something of your times together. He hoped that by constantly reminding you of your memories, it might trigger something, and you would wake up.

It was a long shot, but it was worth trying if it meant you would return.

The first gift was a cast that he bought. The nurses thought it was either a horrible joke or a terrible present, but to him, it was the beginning of your relationship. It represented how he had inadvertently broken your arm and resulted in your placement in the hospital. The only people who would understand it were his family and yourself—Komaru actually chuckled weakly when she saw it. She understood it immediately.

The second gift was a copy of your favorite book paired with a tissue (a new tissue, mind you). A few months after meeting you, Makoto would only see you when you visited the same time he did. Because he was in college while you and Komaru were in high school, it was rare that he ever saw you. Maybe once every blue moon. All joking aside, the first time Makoto saw you after visiting you in the hospital, he ended up ruining your favorite book.

It had been raining horribly one day while you and Komaru were still at school. Since Makoto’s parents didn’t want to drive in such horrid weather, they sent Makoto to go retrieve Komaru—with nothing but a coat and umbrella to protect him. Still, Makoto knew he would rather walk home with Komaru knowing that she was safe. (“What a good older brother!” you would always tell him.)

Makoto could barely see anything through the wall of water that assaulted the earth. So he was careful with every step he took.

Well, every step except for one. He hadn’t seen your growing silhouette until it was almost too late. You barreled into each other, both colliding to the wet ground. Makoto shivered the icy cold water drenched his clothes, glueing it to his skin. Though he was wracked with freezing trembles, he was too concerned for the person he had knocked to the ground to think about himself.

“A-Are you okay?!” cried Makoto, hurrying to stand up and kneel by their side. Their umbrellas had been caught in the wind and was nowhere in sight; so Makoto removed his coat and offered it to the smaller figure. “I’m really sorry; I didn’t mean to walk into you!” Makoto was frantic. He needed to walk this person home, but he also need to pick up Komaru, and he didn’t have an umbrella, and his whole world was falling apart—

“Naegi-kun?”

Makoto blinked a few times in surprise. He recognized that voice. But he couldn’t seem to put his finger on it until…

“(L/n)-san!” Now he felt really guilty that it was you of all people he had ran into. After all, he had already knocked you to the ground once; why did he have to do it again? “I-I’m so sorry! I can take you home—“

“No!” you declined sharply. Makoto was honestly shocked by your outburst; though you had only ever interacted twice (once when he ran into you, twice at the hospital), you seemed like such a kind, patient person. You were never one to raise your voice. You recognized this too, because you quickly apologized, “I-I’m sorry for yelling. The storming must’ve put a damper on my mood…” You chuckled weakly, attempting to make humor. Makoto felt a small smile lift his lips; you were trying so hard to be optimistic despite your situation. He liked that about you. “Were you on your way to pick up Komaru-chan? Because she took a cab.”

“What…?” Makoto’s heart deflated, and disappointment burrowed into his chest. He had gone all this way, walked through the rain, only to have Komaru take a cab home. He fought the urge to frown, afraid that you would blame yourself, and instead asked, “Well, since Komaru has gone home, I might as well do something productive. Are you sure I can’t walk you home?”

Unease caused you to turn your gaze away. “I know where I’m going. I’ve gone there a thousand times.” You tightened your grip on his coat, shuddering at the glacial rain, and reached a hand out to scoop something from the ground. Upon closer inspection, Makoto identified it as a book.

Great. He had ruined something else about your life.

“Is that your book?” he asked curiously. “I can replace it. I’m the one who damaged it, anyway.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ve read it before,” you assured him, though he could hear the chagrin in your tone. Makoto watched as you pushed yourself off of the ground, and he soon stood as well. You appeared a bit uncomfortable, your eyes darting in all different directions. “Thank you for the coat, but I think I’ll return it now…”

“No, please keep it,” Makoto insisted with a light blush on his face. “At least until you get home. I can survive.” He offered a smile as if to convince you of his statement. You stared at him for a second before breaking into a small smile of your own.

“Well, um…thank you,” you told him, pulling it closer around you. “I really appreciate it, Naegi-kun.”

When he got home, his parents were unhappy that he hadn’t picked up Komaru in time—or so she told them. Though he wanted to defend himself, say that she had gotten a cab before he had a chance, Makoto was too busy thinking about you to do so. He wondered how you were doing. Had you gotten home all right? Did you repair your book? That night, he went to bed, his head swimming with all sorts of thoughts.

The next day, Komaru returned from school, reporting that you had fallen sick with a cold. She had come home late, considering she went to visit you, and gave Makoto his coat back.

“(Y/n) wanted to thank you for it,” Komaru told him. “Oh, and she added not to worry about her cold. She’s used to it by now.”

While hanging it up in his closet, a book fell out of one of the pockets, and when Makoto picked it up, he recognized it as the book you had dropped in the rain. Though you never outright stated it was your favorite, he had a hunch that it was, and he was correct months later when you were on your first date and he inquired about it.

“Huh? You remember that?” you asked in surprise. You chuckled and scratched your cheek. “Yeah, it’s my favorite book. But I never got around to replacing it. I was always too busy.”

You made Makoto promise that he wouldn’t pay for a new copy, because you didn’t want him to feel obligated to, but he broke that promise when you fell into a coma. After all, he wanted you to remember.

Now that Makoto thought back on it, he wondered how he hadn’t realized how strange you were acting. Avoiding his attempts to walk you home…It became obvious that you clearly didn’t want him to see your home or your home situation.

The third gift was a light green scarf you had (unsuccessfully) knitted for him for Christmas, around a year and a half after you had met him. You had given it to him directly, claiming that it was better to give gifts in person. Makoto was so surprised by the action (considering you barely knew each other) that he felt guilty about not having a present in return. Sensing his worries, you assured him that the best way to pay you back was by simply being grateful.

“Even if you never wear it, as long as I know you appreciate the gesture, I’m happy,” you said to him. So in order to pay you back in the best way possible, Makoto wore it every single day every single winter from that day on.

Those were just the gifts that stood out to him among the many. They were the ones that meant the most to him. They were the ones that defined your relationship—the beginning and the end of it. Because the last gift he brought to your side was the black velvet box that he could not open. He had no more gifts to bring you, so all he brought were your memories, woven and brought to life with his words.

Every single time he entered your room from now on, he always began with, “Do you remember…”

   In the past year, you had had at least four different nurses.

The first one was the only one Makoto hadn’t particularly liked. She was cranky and old and she honestly scared Makoto to death. The reason she wanted a different patient was because Makoto had once asked why she hadn’t retired yet. As it turned out, she was a middle-aged woman who had smoked since she was in high school, and the effects were taking a toll on her appearance.

The second one was a young girl who had just graduated from med school, but she wasn’t confident with her skills. She was also very nervous around men, and cried once when Makoto accidentally brushed her arm with his hand. After that, he never saw her again—not even in passing through the halls.

The third one was actually very kind. Unfortunately, she was very flirty and tended to use you in order to flirt with Makoto; for example, when she bent over your body while tending to you just to expose her chest to Makoto. Thankfully, not a week later after that traumatizing event, she was fired due to scandal—apparently, she had been sleeping with one of the doctors.

The fourth one had yet to be changed, but Makoto doubted it would be any time soon. She was the only decent one out of them all. She was gentle and wise and serious about her work. She had once walked in on Makoto while talking to you, and though he frantically apologized for his behavior, she was anything but angry. In fact, she admitted that she would even talk to you when he wasn’t present, just to keep you in touch with the outside world.

“I think it’s very sweet,” she told him once. “Besides, doctors believe that comatose patients are aware of the world around them. So try being as positive as possible, please.”

From then on, Makoto only spoke of happy memories to you.

   You were never clear on what you wanted to be when you grew up. As you developed, so did your opinions. In middle school, you wanted to be a dentist. After meeting Makoto, it changed to a businesswoman. Then to a lawyer. By the time you graduated middle school, you had alternated between over forty dream jobs—going back to dentist at least three times.

During your high school years, you were pretty set on becoming an actress. You joined the improv club and the drama program, though you never earned a lead. Still, you were content with just participating in it altogether. Komaru would drag Makoto and their parents along to see your productions. And even though Komaru knew Makoto was always busy, she somehow found a way to sneak him out of homework so he could come just for the weekend.

It wasn’t until you were in your junior year that Makoto realized his feelings for you, so it wasn’t until then that he actually started paying more attention to your productions. Even if you were the most insignificant role in the play, Makoto’s eyes were always locked on you; personally, he believed that you stole the show.

Of course, that dream of becoming an actress was promptly replaced by a desire to be a nurse, which was why Makoto was happy that your current nurse was so keen about talking to you. Hopefully, hearing from someone of your desired job would prompt you awake. But even so, he made sure to bring in things from other occupations you had once hoped to join. He brought those fake dental teeth that chattered, he brought newspaper articles with immersive cases that you could solve, he brought a video clip of one of your performances.

Just like how you stole his eyes on stage, you stole his eyes in real life.

   A year and a half. It was a year and a half before you finally woke up.

Though Makoto had always remained faithful in his visits, he had contracted an illness—one that had kept him confined to his bed for a few days. So during those few days, he asked Komaru to visit you for him. Komaru was more than happy to agree; after all, it was spring break.

Makoto regretted that he couldn’t visit you himself, but he knew the hospital wouldn’t let him in, and even if they did, he wouldn’t want you to get sick and stunt your recovery. So he just sucked it up and patiently waited for his recovery. And once he was able to walk on his own without vomiting, Makoto was swift in driving to the hospital. He was so desperate to visit you that he didn’t even bother bringing a gift. Well, more like his muddled mind forgot about one.

Like always, he stopped right in front of your door and steeled himself. But before he could begin his private meditation, he heard voices sound from within.

“…you feeling, (L/n)-san?” It was a deep, rich voice. Your doctor, who Makoto rarely ever saw since you were in a coma and only required tending from your nurse.

And then he heard it. Your voice. As melodic and mellifluous as always.

“I…I’m fine, I think. Where am I?”

Makoto wasted no time in pushing the door open and vaulting into the room. Though he had only sprinted in a few feet, his chest heaved due to the sudden amount of exercise he had performed—he was never an athletic person.

But he fastened his eyes directly on you and your tired form, which was sat up thanks to your nurse. And you looked back at him with your beautiful, stunning eyes which he hadn’t seen in the longest time.

It was silent between you. Even the doctor dared not to break the personal silence.

“Makoto…?” you finally said, tears welling in your eyes. Makoto wanted nothing more than to wrap you up in his arms and breathe in your scent, but he knew the doctor would not appreciate it, so he contained his urges for a moment. He walked over to the other side of the bed and fell to his knees. You extended your hand to him, which he promptly snatched up in his hands. He pressed multiple kisses to your knuckles. “Makoto…!” You began crying, not because of his actions, but because you were so grateful that he was the one of the first people you saw.

But he was deaf to your sobbing. Because you were awake.

You were finally awake.

   A few days after you were discharged from the hospital, Makoto brought you back to his apartment. Since you were behind in your academics for about a year, you would have to work hard to catch up with everyone. You wanted to return to your dorm room on campus, but Makoto was now extremely protective of you. He didn’t want the same thing to happen again, and now that you were in a wheelchair, you required more assistance than others.

Yes, you, (Y/n) (L/n), were in a wheelchair. The impact of the car accident had broken your spine, so you were paralyzed from the waist down. You didn’t feel a single thing in your legs, nor could you move them at all. When you poked yourself, you were frightened by the lack of feeling. The doctors reported that it would take years of physical therapy if you wanted to recover—and even then, it was very unlikely that you would. So for now, you had to rely on others for help.

You reluctantly agreed. Sure, Makoto was your boyfriend, but you didn’t like feeling this way. You hated how everyone rushed to your side to assist you just because you were handicapped. Sure, it was more difficult for you to get things done, but that didn’t mean you were entirely incapable of doing things on your own. Even Komaru, who you had believed wouldn’t do this, coddled you. It was frankly quite annoying.

The only thing that you accepted help for was keeping your hygiene. Basically taking baths.

You and Makoto had never been…intimate. So he was a bit nervous about this whole thing. Nudity was a very personal thing, and he didn’t want you to do anything you were uncomfortable with. But what other choice did you have? Without him, it would be extremely difficult for you to enter the bathtub, and though you had expressed your desire to do things on your own, this was the only thing you had accepted help for.

The doctors and nurses had given you careful instructions on how to bathe, so you were going to do that on your own. But you needed assistance with entering the bathtub. Which was where Makoto came in.

Makoto took deep breaths to calm himself down as he stood outside of your shared closet. He wrung his hands together, wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, and paced back and forth anxiously. His attempts to expel his nervous energy were in vain. The more he paced, the more he thought, which only resulted in terrible scenarios popping into his head.

He squeaked and whirled around involuntarily when he heard the creaking of your wheels. You rolled out of your closet, cheeks a bright red, with a towel wrapped tightly around your body. He released a breath of air he hadn’t realized he was holding. A part of him had been afraid you would come out naked, but now he realized how ridiculous that was of him to assume.

“W-Well?” you stammered, clearing your throat and folding your arms across your chest. “Aren’t you going to h-help me?”

“R-Right!” Makoto nodded firmly. He hurried forward, but then stopped right in front of your chair. How should he do this? He didn’t want to harm you in any way, but he didn’t want to take forever. Eventually, Makoto decided to snake his arms beneath your shoulders and waist. He gingerly lifted you out of the wheelchair and carried you over to the bathtub, which was already filled with water. Once your body was submerged, Makoto watched as you removed the towel. His heart hammered in his chest, and he felt a lump grow in his throat. “D-Do you need help…?”

“No…”

Makoto dipped his head and turned to leave, but he was stopped by your, “Wait!” When he looked back, you were staring at him with wide, pleading eyes. “Don’t leave. I’m scared.”

“Scared? Of what?”

You shifted your gaze shamefully to the ground. “Of you leaving.”

Me leaving…? Does she mean leaving the apartment or leaving her?

“What do you mean, (Y/n)?”

“What if you leave and I need to get out? How will I do that without you?” There was a part of Makoto that suspected that you were hinting at a metaphor, but he didn’t want to assume anything. At least not until it was clearer.

“I won’t leave. I’ll stay right here.” To prove his words, Makoto knelt down next to the bathtub. He offered a reassuring smile. “I’m glad you woke up, (Y/n).”

You returned the smile tiredly. “Me too.” Closing your eyes, you relaxed into the warm water and lolled your head to the side. Makoto’s hand caressed your cheek, brushing a strand of hair out of your face. He frowned briefly.

For once, Makoto could tell that you were hiding your pain.

  You and Makoto rarely ever went on dates anymore. You were so busy catching up with college that you barely had time for anything else. When Makoto talked to Komaru about it, she reported the same thing, that you kept turning down her invitations to hang out. And when Makoto returned home that day, a question rang on his mind.

Were you immersing yourself in work in order to ignore your problems in life?

More often than not, you expressed your frustration at being able to sustain yourself. You couldn’t reach high shelves. You couldn’t climb stairs, and people stared at you in the elevator. You couldn’t run or jump or do all of the things you used to love doing. Sometimes, you even had to request Makoto to help pull your pants on.

Makoto wondered if you were so ashamed by your handicap that you tried distracting yourself from reality by drowning in your work.

You were no longer the girl he had met six years ago. You were no longer the cheerful girl who was so kind that it was hard to fathom that such a person existed. You were no longer the girl who gave those she loved hand-made scarves without asking for a reward. You were no longer the girl who he had fallen in love with three years ago.

But Makoto knew that girl was deep down in there. He knew that if he could only dig her out, she would return.

Makoto waited eagerly for your return home. Komaru, who wanted the real you back, was more than happy to agree to assist Makoto with his proposal. It was the weekend, which usually meant you remained at home, holed up in your room as you studied hard. But Komaru managed to convince you (more like pester you until you gave in) to hang out with her. Komaru promised Makoto she could buy him a few hours to set everything up. And indeed, he used every single moment he had.

So when he heard the locked doorknob rattle as you attempted to open it, he darted right behind where the door would conceal him when opened.

Sure enough, when you pushed the door open, you were unaware of his presence behind the door.

“Makoto?” you called out, rolling forward. You opened your mouth to speak again, but were immediately silenced by the sight before you.

The entire foyer was lit up with candles, which were positioned atop tables, the floor—some were even placed on the walls with sconces. But they formed a clear path into the living room, where the true gift awaited. Makoto watched as you slowly wheeled through the designated path. You couldn’t tear your eyes from the candles, speechless from the spectacle. Makoto carefully and silently snuck behind you, making sure not to alert you of his presence.

He came to a sudden stop when you did in the middle of the living room. You were currently staring at a heap of gifts atop a table that Makoto had collected and piled. It was the presents he had brought every day to the hospital. You rolled up to the table and slowly picked up the first thing that caught your eye. The copy of your favorite book with a tissue clipped to it—reminding you of when you caught a cold after Makoto had accidentally ruined your favorite book.

“Do you remember when we first met?”

You let out a small yelp and turned yourself around to look at Makoto. He had dressed up for the occassion, though he was unsuccessful in taming his hair. He approached you with slow, small steps as he smiled lovingly at you. You watched with wide, shocked eyes, as he continued speaking.

“Do you remember when I ruined your favorite book? Or when you gave me the light green scarf for Christmas? And when I went to all of your productions because Komaru forced me to?”

As he relayed event after event, asking if you remembered, he watched as your expression went from perplexed to thoughtful. He could see how you were remembering each and every time, and it was evident by the way the smile stretched across your face. Soon, he came to a stop right in front of you. His fingers tightened around the black box hidden cleverly behind his back.

“Do you remember when I proposed to you?”

Your mouth dropped. “Wh-What…?”

Makoto fell to one knee and pulled out the box from behind his back. He popped the lid open, revealing a beautiful ring that glittered in the light of the countless candles that surrounded you.

“(Y/n) (L/n),” he said, voice trembling. “Will you marry—“

Suddenly, he was cut off when the sprinklers went off, drenching you both in water. You let out a small scream, but then burst into laughter. Makoto pushed the hair out of his face and frowned. This was not how he had planned his proposal to go. But then again, he probably should have expected this to happen. It wasn’t exactly wise of him to light a bunch of candles in a closed room that had a fire alarm.

“Um…Let me try again,” Makoto blushed. “(Y/n) (L/n)—“

“Yes!” you cried, eyes red with tears. “Yes, I’ll marry you!”

With surprising strength, you pushed yourself off of your wheelchair and fell on top of Makoto. He collapsed to the ground due to the surprise, but his yelp of surprise was suppressed by your lips crashing onto his. It was the first time Makoto had felt anything from your kisses in a long time.

It was a while before you extricated yourself from Makoto, and he knew that he would remember this moment for the rest of his life. 

I will admit that I got the idea for Makoto’s proposal scene from The Office; so please do not sue me or anything for it ^^’’ I just wanted a proposal scene that went terrible to signify the unity of their bad luck.

Also, I will be deviating from Danganronpa! I have recently become obsessed with Persona 5 (and the series in general) so I will be posting an Akira Kurusu/Reader soon. There will still be Danganronpa x Reader, but I just wanted to inform you all that it’s not the only fandom I write for lol. 

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Thank you @skyfyrecity for the tag(s?)!

FANDOM TAG -rules, pick any three fandoms and answer the questions- I’m both relieved limit and frustrated at limit I’ll be doing Katekyo Hitman Reborn (KHR), Tower of god (ToG), and the Danga Ronpa series (DR)

First character you loved: KHR: Flan, his overall behavior towards everyone and anything was the best ToG: Khun was automatically my fav tbh DR: Kyoko? It took awhile for any of the characters to grow on tbh

Character you never expected to like: KHR: Yamato was a surprise to me. I never really expected to really get attached to him? I think it was a mix of me projecting my own feelings onto his character and over analyzing him? I d k he just suddenly grew on me one day ToG: Wangnan tbh. In the beginning I honestly saw him (and most of original Tangsooyook group members) as sort of a replacement friend group for Baam so I was bitter for awhile…. DR: Toko tbh. Another episode was great for her character development!

Character you relate to: KHR: I relate to a lot of the characters in KHR but I guess I relate to Tsuna the most out of all of them. ToG: Rachel. As much as it kills me to admit she is the character I can’t help but relate to. I still hate her guts thou DR: Hajime was basically me in the beginning of DR 2 tbh.

Character you would slap: KHR: Iemitsu. Iemitsu may have been a great mafia man but holy fuck he was a terrible father. I’ll slap him and Nono any day tbh. ToG: E v e r y o n e Zahard gets the biggest most painful slap out of everyone in ToG hands down. I like Rachel more than him! DR: JUNKO! If she was on fire I’d let her burn tbh

Top three favs in order: KHR: Hibari, Xanxus, and Tsuna ToG: Khun, Baam, and Ran? I like a bunch of characters but I guess these guys are my top three… DR: Makoto, Nagisa, and Hajime

Someone you initially liked, but ended up disliking KHR: uh…. Nono I guess??? I didn’t exactly like him per say but I didn’t dislike him either, at least not until I took in the implications of taking Xanxus in the first place and choosing Tsuna, a civilian with no knowledge of the mafia, as the heir to the biggest mafia family. ToG: Hwa for sure. I really did like her but her manipulations of Rachel and good chunk of the others….. just ugh!! I have no idea for whose side she is even in, one minute she’s helping the next she’s on a completely different side. She is ultimately a big plot driver and piss me off every few chapters. DR: Celeste. After the first few trial leading up to her own I had grown attached to her, despite the attitude she had. Then her trial came up and the murder motive just killed her for me.

Someone who grew on you: KHR: The entire Varia squad. They all managed to make their way into my favourite list. ToG: Its a tie between Androssi and Prince, both definitely grew on me like a fungus. DR: Toko, I heavily disliked her at the beginning but holy shit her character development was the best.

3 OTPS: KHR: X27 (platonically and occasionally romantic), 8059 both platonically and romantically), and B26 (platonic, rarely romantic tbh) ToG: *generic Baam has a harem joke here* Baam x Khun, Androssi and Anak (purely platonic-rivalry pairing tbh), And Yura x Rachel due to a fanfic :P DR: Toko x Komaru (Platonic? Romantic? I don’t know nor do I care, these two are adorable) , Komaede x Hinata (platonic? romantic? enemies? I don’t know honestly), Togami x Naegi x Kyoko (platonic or romantic otp3)

Bonus Music Tag: What the first ten songs that pop on shuffle are? My music taste is the most fluid thing so this will likely be a mess 1. drugs - EDEN best way to start is with song called drugs 2. Body Works (Remix) - Megosh (responsible of a new khr au and couple other ideas) 3.King and Queens and Vagabounds - Ellen 4.Chantaje - Shakira, Maluma 5.Stole the Show - Kygo 6.Skulls - Bastille 7.Twin Skeleton’s (Hotel in NYC - Fall Out Boy 8.My Eyes - Neil Patrick Harris & Felicia Day (another inspiration for an au) 9.The Spider and The Lamps - Forgive Durben ft. Max Bemis (not gonna lie huge inspiration for villain roles) 10.You’ll Be Back - Jonathan Groff (aka the source of my siblings annoyance)

Tagging- @intpslytherin @drearylittleartist @nerdyintp @hereforsocialistpropaganda @ anyone for would like do this!

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Got tagged by @trashqueenmcgee Rules: Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person who tagged you (though I'm not tagging anyone because I just can't be bothered but if anyone wants to do it they can) A - Age: 19 B - Biggest fear: I don't think I really have a big fear. I am scared of things but nowadays I don't think I have a big fear of anything C - Current time: 11:00am D - Drink you last had: Earl grey tea E - Every day starts with: Being a depressed piece of shit F - Favorite song: I have a few but I'm not gonna list them because that would be a very long list G - Ghosts, are they real: I believe they're real H - Hometown: Coventry (I still live here though) I - In love with: If we're on about fictional characters then Ohhhhh boy that's a long list but I will say a few, there's Touko Fukawa and Komaru Naegi from Danganronpa, Jasper from Steven Universe (the best buff wife), Toni from Deponia J - Jealous of: I don't think I'm jealous of anyone really K - Killed someone: No (but I have been close to though) L - Last time you cried: Last night M - Middle name: Oasis though technically it's part of my first name so technically it's not my middle name N - Number of siblings: 1 O - One wish: Honestly I don't know what my one wish would be P - Person you last called/texted: Silent Q - Questions you’re always asked: 'Why are you always like this?' S - Song last sang: Drink by Alestorm T - Time you woke up: 7:30am U- Underwear color: Beige V - Vacation destination: I really want to go to Japan. W - Worst habit: I bite my nails a lot X - X-rays you’ve had: I can't remember if had any as a kid but I know I've never had any in the past years Y - Your favorite food: Bread Z - Zodiac sign: Aries