#leon kuwata fluff

[sugarydolli]

dilf!leon (easter special!!)

Today was Easter, meaning white bunny mascots, rainbowed colored dyed eggs, and a hefty dinner for your little family, that you hoped to prepare before your husband got home. Though, the smaller version of the red head you married had other plans.

You carefully plopped each boiled egg into the separate colorful mixture that reeked of vinegar and food coloring as the small child beside you loomed over each cup fervently staring at the eggs. 

"How long does it take for them to turn mama?" pale blue orbs brighten as they peer up at you, hoping for a short time as a response.

"Just a few minutes, baby." using tongs to pull up the last few eggs in the pot, hot steam drifting in your face, dunking them into a bath of ice water. Keys jingle outside the thick front door followed by the clicking and rattling of the lock before a lean figure appears in your doorway, letting in the cold air. 

And just like that Leah was gone from your side and had already jumped into her fathers arms, earning a dramatic ouff!! from Leon, barely being able to set down his gear from practice.

"Hows my two favorite girls doin'!" 

"Good, just finished coloring the eggs—" plucking one egg from the vibrant yellow mixture, the shell replicating the color. "Leah, you can put the stickers on the eggs now." continuing to pull the rest of the now colored eggs into a small bowl, fully expecting your daughter to let out a squeal of excitement to start decorating them, but you quickly turn your head towards her as that never came.

"Leah?"

"bunny.." was all that left her lips, eyes completely hyper focused on something outside the door. Confusion panned on both yours and Leon's face until the culprit came-well, hopped into view. A small white ball of fur stood still on your porch, long ears twitching as it appeared to be chewing on grass. 

her little legs kicked and thrashed, managing to somehow climb over her father and dart out the door towards the poor animal. The slow blinking creature scurried off from the toddler sprinting at it in full force. 

"Ah-shit—Wait! Leah!" He tries to jog after her—again tries as the kid can run a marathon without being even the slightest bit out of breath. The adrenalin coursing through her giving her the boost she needed to keep up with a damn rabbit. All you could do is pinch your nose bridge at the scene, dirt starting to cover Leon as he fell for the nth time trying to catch Leah who has ran into and out of the bushes, sticks starting to gather in her hair. But there was also something so calming about it, the warm glow of the sunset as the day wanes and the rippling laughter from your child can't help but fill all the crevices of your body with a pleasant almost fluffy feeling.

♡ ୨୧ ♡

Miraculously, she caught it. Diving forward and rolling onto her back as she held up the rabbit squirming in her grip. In turn Leon—who nearly fell again in the process—caught up to Leah, hooking his hands under her pits, firmly placing her on his hip. 

"Mind tellin' me—" Leon stood there for a minute, chest heaving rigorously, vermillion curls sticking to his forehead. "When are we gonna put this kid in track!" He breathes out, nearly gasping for air with each word.

"Look mama I caught it!" Rosy cheeks stretching from ear to ear, beaming, as she shows off the clearly terrified animal. 

"Of course you did, sweetie—" a warm smile accompanied your face but your eyes filled your thoughts with dread just thinking of how hard it'll be to untangle her hair before school tomorrow.

"Can I keep it!"

No?.. is what you'd like to say—what you should say to your child trying to bring a wild animal into the house. 

But as huge bright blue orbs filled with delight and another pair looking down with nothing love, your heart turned on you. A breath your lungs been holding in for while finally pushes past your lips. 

"What do you wanna name him Leah?"

high pitched giggles fall out her mouth as she sets her new 'pet' down, the rabbit hopping around the living room with Leah not far behind.

"You serious about this?"  

"Hell no." 

／(＞×＜)＼*.⋆｡˚

[t0yac1d]

THH boys x fem!reader who’s the ultimate sukeban/delinquent but is actually super freaking nice? :D thank u sm! and if you don’t feel comfortable doing this request, it’s no problem ^^

Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc Boys x Ultimate Sukeban

Warnings: Chihiro Spoilers!

Notes: For those who don't know, a sukeban is a Japanese term meaning 'delinquent girl'. The usage of the word refers to either the leader of a girl gang or the entire gang itself, and is not used to refer to any one member of a girl gang. Also this posted while I was still working on it💔

Word Count: 1,108

☆Makoto Naegi was a bit scared seeing you. Your aura was intimidating and dark, your clothing was bold and different from what he's used to seeing around the school. But one day, he felt brave and confident, wanting to know who you really are and if you're the same person he's seen. What he didn't expect was for you to give him a sweet smile, a genuine one. It wasn't fake nor did it have any hint of malicious intent. He was shocked that you're actually really kind. And he was ready to see more of that.

☆Leon Kuwata was also very intimidated when he first saw you. He'd always avoid your path and you as a whole. He didn't want to he near you or your group, in fear of getting hurt. But when you asked him for the notes in your shared class, he was dumbfounded. Your voice wasn't anything like your aura or how you dressed and acted. It was sweeter, kinder, softer. Nothing he was expecting, but now he can't keep you out of his mind.

☆Hifumi Yamada always dreamed of meeting someone like you, or even being in the same vicinity as you. He's written and read about sukebans before, he always prayed to the gods to meet one and here you are. Now that you're in the same school as him and some classes, he doesn't know how to approach you. He knows sukebans are violent and mean girls, so how does he approach someone who's known for being violent and mean? By hyping yourself up and going straight to the point. He'd walk up to you and your group, introducing himself and talking about his Ultimate. What he didn't expect was for you to compliment him with a smile. He'd walk away, flustered, happy and nervous.

☆Mondo Owada takes immediate interest in you as soon as he heard about you. He knows there's a 50/50 chance that you're nice and he's willing to take that chance, especially since he is also that 50/50 chance. You just look so beautiful and strong, and the amount of confidence radiating off of you just tells him to talk to you. So he does and he's relieved that you're actually nice, and when he gets to know you he finds out that you guys have more in common than he thought. And with that he can't help but want to get to know you even more.

☆Kiyotaka Ishimaru keeps his distance from you. He can't risk being seen around you. It'll ruin his perfect reputation. At least that's what he thinks. He'd catch you in the halls during class time, and as a hall monitor he has no choice but to confront you on it. Thinking you'd give attitude or worse he prepares himself and strides up to you. He asks if you have anywhere to be and if you don't then you'd have to either go to your respective classroom or the office. His voice is loud and carries itself through the halls. You'd respond, voice opposite if his and of what he thought you'd sound like. Apologizing for the inconvenience you walk away and go to your class. Knowing how you sound and how nice you just were he can't help but want you to continue roaming the halls, just so he can talk to you, and just so he can hear your melodic voice.

☆Byakuya Togami doesn't talk to you at all. He doesn't want to be seen around you or people like you. He can't be seen around people who will ruin his reputation and who would ruin the Togami name. He avoids you but that is until you asked him about his Ultimate. You were curious as to what a Prodigy was and were dying to know. He knew you'd try talking to him, that you'd try to get his attention somehow. What he didn't know was why you sounded genuinely curious. Why your face showed genuine interest. It caught him off guard and he just didn't know why he wanted to hear you speak again. Something about your voice and sweet looking eyes drew him in. Did he appreciate his brain and heart going against him? No. But he was surprisingly thankful that you didn't stop bothering him. He liked your voice, soothing and calm, a complete contrast to your outfits and Ultimate.

☆Yasuhiro Hagakure definitely stays away from you. He already has problems with the Yakuza, he can't risk having problems with another gang. Especially the leader of one. Hearing about what happened between him and the Yakuza, you thought about helping him pay off his debt. Calling his name from the opposite side of the hall caused him to jump, it also caused other students to look and scatter, fearing of what you were about to do to the guy. He nervously asked what it is that you wanted. Expecting you to rob him or beat him, just for being in the same hallway as you. But when you pulled out a brown paper bag and handed it to him he was confused. You told him to open it and also told him to keep it, saying how you wanted to help him and that no one should be struggling to pay off the Yakuza by themselves. You walked away and he was left dumbfounded, but thankful for you, smiling to himself and also beating himself up for not thanking you right there.

☆Chihiro Fujisaki doesn't feel safe being around rough looking people, scared of getting bullied for being too weak or to girly looking for a guy. He was working on something, sitting on the ground and typing away on his computer when a guy came up and took it, teasing the smaller boy and calling him names. That's when you stepped in, grabbing the computer back and asking what the problem was, your group surrounding the space. The girls grabbed the guy and moved him to a different end of the hall, "talking" to him and leaving Chihiro with you, the leader. As thankful as he was he's still scared, wondering if you're gonna do something worse to him. You handed him his computer and asked if he was okay, also asking if he wanted to hang out at a Cafe and relax a little. He was still shocked from the events that happened but even more shocked to hear your voice, kind and calming. He accepted your offer and you smiled at him, a genuine smile, causing the boy's heart to skip beat. When you walked off he couldn't help but smile to himself.

[malereadermaniac]

Go to bed ~ Leon Kuwata x Male Reader

Leon trying to flirt word count: 650 m!reader (no genitalia mentioned) / FDNI

It was early in the evening, 9pm sharp

You'd been scrolling mindlessly on tiktok for the past hour

You come across a video you felt you just needed to share, so you post it on your Insta story

Hoping you can making your friends giggle at it

Of course, Sayaka replies to it, and the two of you spiral into a conversation

But halfway through your convo with Sayaka, you get a message from none other than Leon

You and Leon were good friends, you liked the red-head, you went to hid games and cheered him on louder than anyone else

He fucking loved it when he heard your voice in the crowd

Leon had recently realised he had the fattest crush on you, so he did what any reasonable person would do and asked a friend for help

However, that friend he asked was Mondo.

Who encouraged Leon to talk to you as much as he could and to try exert dominance

"Cause a guy like (y/n) would totally love a dominant typa guy ya know?" - verbatim Mondo's advice to Leon

You end your conversation with Sayaka and go check what Leon sent you

It was a short reply to your story

"Go to bed, it's late"

You audibly chuckled, you looked at the time on your phone

It was barely 9:30

What the hell was Leon on to be going to bed so early?

"Bro it's 9:30 it's so early wdym???"

"This is actually late for me, I go to bed at 9 pm, its much better for you yk"

"Oh really now?"

"Yeah, clearly why I'm so much healthier and better than you"

Oh no...

Leon clearly misunderstood the kind of dominance Mondo meant.

....

....

"(Y/n)? You still there?"

You left him on seen again and then shut off your phone

"Oi (y/n)!"

"Shit please dont ignore me."

"I'm sorry okay"

"(Y/nnnnn)"

Leon was panicking, spam texting you as you put your phone on silent and went to bed

Guess he achieved his goal of getting you to go to bed

But he pissed you off while doing so

Truthfully you didn't care, Leon was ditzy from time to time and didn't think before he spoke

You were used to it

But you took up the opportunity to make the man frantic

You weren't thick, you knew the baseball player was crushing on you

And you were crushing on him too, hard

So knowing that Leon was now worrying that he messed up his chances with you gave you a sick pleasure - you didn't care if it was just the tiniest bit toxic

The next morning you woke up well rested

Your phone now plastered with message notifications from a certain ginger

You open them and send one quick message

"Oops I fell asleep sorry... Guess you are better than me for that haha ❤️"

Leon stopped in his tracks when he read that message, toothpaste falling out of his mouth as he froze

The sportsman quickly finished brushing his teeth and screenshot the message

Sending it to Mondo, frantically messaging him

"WHAT DOES THE HEART MEAN OMFG WHAT???"

"AHHHHH"

"HFHFJFHSJDNDN"

"Dude chill.... he defo fucks with u" mondo replies half asleep

Leon short-circuits, mindlessly changing as thoughts of a relationship with you fly through his head

He was like a schoolgirl, but he had reason to, in his eyes you were the finest of men

"Good morning~" you say with a smile as you sit down next to the muscular man

"Hey, beautiful~" he mumbles flirtily

"Oh? That's a new one?"

"Yeahhh figured I should up my game if I wanna get with you by the end of the year"

Holy shit you were shocked just how much that one heart emoji riled the ginger up

"Hold your horses, BallBoy... who said I was getting with you?" You tease him

"Oh just you wait, (n/n)..."

Short but eh whatevs!!

This has happened to me before - I doubt he meant it as anything but I just remember the situation while writing this and wtaf...

Anyway hope u enjoyed!

[shiny-kaibernyte]

Hiii! How's going? ^^ i hope you're doing good!

I honestly don't know if you're currently accepting requests but can i ask for a mondo x Fem!reader where they go to a party they didn't want to join in the first place?

Probably a fancy birthday party made my Leon or something XP

The reader must be short and chubby, she's introverted and is easiky flustered around Mondo being her crush since a while (same for him Btw, our boys sucks with girlies after all) <3

I hope i didn't ask much 🙏

This idea is super cute! I tried to stick to the prompt as best I could however I prefer not to use body images as I like my stories to be available to all audiences regardless of what they look like, or identify as! If you really want me to do exactly as you asked please please please! Let me know through msg or on this post and I will make a second version..

Warnings: Swearing, Leon being Leon

Another Party | Mondo x Reader

Parties are not Mondo's thing. He is so used to attending them thanks to his gang always dragging him to their celebrations, that he’s basically numb to them. Only ever standing against a wall watching the events go on in silence. The loud music, drunken rambles around him and the cheering when someone gets rowdy on a table is basically white noise to him. His vision is just blurry everywhere except directly in front of him. Aka the window he is staring out of or the very interesting lamp he sees. Mondo often ignores people outright if they try to talk to him, sometimes going as far as to knock them out if they get to testy with him. And yes, they go down on the first punch, Mokoto can confirm.

But you, you're different. With you, he listens. He always listens to you. 

It was so rare for you to even consider going to a party let alone actually going! Staying inside with a good book, podcast, movie or just a nice bit of background noise whilst you will time with hobbies and craft passions, a party was a horrid thing. So when Leon sent you a rather; blunt text one Friday morning about a party he was throwing for Maizono’s something or other, it's hard to keep track. You often ignore his text completely, throwing your phone to one side to deal with later.

Something that wasn’t very rare was Mondo texting you during Leon’s party. You’d always know one was on thanks to the extreme social media presence Leon has, and a sudden “Sup” text from Mondo every time he attends the baseballer’s get to gethers. Texting you was really the only way Mondo stopped himself going crazy, he’d much weather call you but loud noises and all, not a good match on the phone.

So when Mondo was attending Leon’s latest ‘little’ gathering, he was surprised to see you were yet to respond to his text after an hour. What surprised him even more was when Leon didn’t come up to him drunk for the first time, the ginger was stone cold sober. The amount of questions that popped into Mondo’s head was concerning, the stare he was giving Leon even more so. But what surprised him the most was you. Actually you in the flesh, sitting on a sofa leaning forward, headphone wire hanging down. A book in your hand. No one else seemed to even care you were there, Bumping into your chair which didn’t seem to phase you in your solitary bubble.

Mondo just stared at you, unsure he was actually seeing you. Did he actually go insane? Were you at a social gathering? A LEON social gathering?

“Maizono brought them here.”

“The hell?” Mondo snapped his head to the side as Leon’s voice slashed his rambling thoughts. 

Leon chuckled lightly, an untouched drink in his hand, elbow leaning on the wall beside the much taller man. “I said, Maizo brought them here per my request. I didn’t actually think they’d show up, then again I did see Mizo actually dragging them by the arm here so that has to account for something.”

“Maizo brought them?” Mondo questioned again, now turning fully to Leon, arms folded in a quizitive way, unsure he even believes what Leon just said. It sounds nothing like you to let Maizono just drag you here without a good reason.

“Yeah, that's what I just said. You going deaf or something?” The ginger only emphasised the point by sticking his finger in his ear acting like he was cleaning it before continuing. “Apparently Maizono convinced them to come, I am under strict instructions not to drink until you talk to them. Something about a crush and needing to capture the interaction I don't know.”

Now Mondo just looked like a confused guard dog staring at an idiot. “You are only sober right now because the pop princess over there said I needed to be social… Me? Talking?”

“Ah ah noooo. Not Social social. You just have to talk to them.” Leon spreads his free arm out wide, almost opening a curtain on you, who is still happily engaged in your book, the rustling of the party having moved mostly to the kitchen, leaving just you, Mondo, Leon and a couple random people Leon knows.

“Why do I need to talk to them? We talk all the time? You got a problem with me!?” Mondo’s sudden defensive tone caught Leon off guard, when did he imply this was a bad thing.

Alright Leon, defuse the situation, “Nah man, I mean talk talk. Not through text or calls. Actually go up to them and talk.”

“The fuck? What are you getting at?” An icy glare followed Mondo’s words, standing up straight with a step forward. An act to pressure Leon into spilling what he actually means, This dance of words only pisses the biker off.

“Look Maizono told me to say that. I don’t know, I'm just following orders, ask her if you wanna know I'm just the messenger.” Throwing his hands up in defence. Seems even he has no idea what Maizono told him to do. It seems he was about to continue when something distracted Leon’s attention, causing him to shove past Mondo in a hurried manner. “HEY PUT THAT DOWN THAT IS NOT FOOD!”

Well now he had no choice but to actually talk to you. Mondo has no problem with it, in fact he loves talking to you, over the phone. Being with you in person makes him nervous, his hands shake in anticipation, he stumbles over his words more than my cat does on the stairs; his face goes flush anytime he looks at you, eye contact or not. Why does his neck suddenly itch, oh this lamp suddenly looks even more interesting than before. This poor man's heart races out of his chest just being near you, it drives him mad. Talking to you over text or phone, he doesn't have to worry, he can’t see your face, he can’t stare at you, following your reactions and expressions. Your hand gestures. Your smile when you get excited. How you cling to his arm whenever you see a cute cat in the street. Wait, why does he remember that and when did he start standing in front of you.

His shadow was what caught your attention. “Mondo?”

“Shit.” That was all he said, staring down at you. If these lights weren’t so damn colourful, you would see the bright red blush painted on his face. And the same one mimicked on your face.

“Can i.. Help you?” Taking out one earphone to ask the question. A head tilt emphasising your confusion. In a weird way, you hoped he came over by accident, that way you wouldn’t feel like an idiot if you tried to talk to him. Your words already came out in mumbled riddles, but with the combined sound of your heartbeat thumping away like drums in your ears and the light nervous sweat causing your fingers only made it worse.

“Shit eye contact.” Mondo crouched down in front of you, seemingly connecting the way he loomed over you just then, even though you didn’t quite catch what he said. For a while he just stared at you, and you him, a shell slowly wanting to close in on you before Mondo caught onto your discomfort. “I can go…? If you want.”

“NO!” Well that was blunt

“Okay i won't’. You alright there Owl?” Mondo jokes, a rare chuckle leaving his lips followed by his nickname for you. The blush now burning on your face, as you made a desperate attempt to hide away in this invisible shell. Owl was what he called you whenever he tried to lighten the mood, a nickname he gave you the first time he texted you at 4am and realised you were a night owl. Or at least sometimes were. “What are you doing?”

“Hm? Oh I'm just listening to music, I was reading this book but it's not that interesting to be honest… Maybe a party wasn’t the best place to start a new book?” Your nervous chuckle only made Mondo smile, an expression you could barely make out in the light.

“Yeah, probably not.” Mondo agreed, “If you're uncomfortable tell me to go, I can feel your hands shaking through your sleeves.”

“Oh um no I'm just.. Cold! Yeah that's it! Cold…” Why was that what you thought of? Couldn't just say you want him to say no, had to pick a reason and cold was the reason. The embarrassment washed over you so fast it almost gave you whiplash, your only source of defence was to hide in your hands, leaning forwards slightly to do so. That’s when you felt something slightly heavy fall onto your shoulders, draped across your back. Mondo’s jacket.

“Better?” Mondo asked, running his hand across his neck as you became painfully aware he's in a vest and you just unintentionally stole his jacket from him. 

“Wait i didn’t- This isn’t- I didn’t”

“Relax Owl, I'm fine, The cold never bothered me anyway.” Mondo smirked, wait, that's his joking face. Did he…?

“Was that a frozen joke?” Disappointment laced your voice as you cocked an eyebrow up, now it was his turn to be embarrassed, turning his head away in shame. “I'm not upset… I'm just disappointed?”

“Still better than Leon’s though?” Mondo questioned, placing a hand on your knee, something neither of you even clocked he’d done. Too busy smiling at the stupid moment you both shared, his frozen joke, you tripping over words, the fact his jacket was so comfy. It just made you feel all bubbly inside, And him the same.

“Always. Thanks Mondo… I’m glad you're here. This… party would have been awful without you.” As the words left your lips, you slightly leaned forward, a hand making its way to his shoulder, another action neither of you noticed.

“Well the party is mostly in the room next door, Leon started Beer pong and now it's a competition between Aoi and Akane.”

 

“That sounds like them…” You smiled, taking out the other earphone, feeling a lot more comfortable than before.

“Been catching parts of the conversations next door. Seems Aoi is winning.” Mondo reciprocated the smile, leaning on his elbow, hand having now migrated to your own. “You wanna go? There's a movie on i thought you'd like”

“Can I get a slushie!?” That got your full attention, perking up like a cat to chicken. 

“Of course, it's on me” The puppy dog eyes he gave at your smile was heart-warming. “You can keep my coat by the way, it's pretty cold out there.”

[ar3-y0u-l0st]

》 🄳🄰🄽🄶🄰🄽🅁🄾🄽🄿🄰

Requests: Open / Closed

"Despair swallows up love, hatred, and everything else. Because not knowing where you will end up is despair. Despair is what even you cannot predict."

> Junko Enoshima

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[MAKOTO NAEGI]

[YASUHIRO HAGAKURE]

[HIFUMI YAMADA]

[KIYOTAKA ISHIMARU]

[JUNKO ENOSHIMA]

[CHIHIRO FUJISAKI]

[CELESTIA LUDENBERCK]

[MONDO OWAHDA]

[LEON KUWATA]

[AOI ASAHINA]

[SAKURA OGAMI]

[TOUKO FUKAWA]

[BYAKUYA TOGAMI]

[KYOKO KIRIGIRI]

[SAYAKA MAIZONO]

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(*) Will not, under any circumstances, write smut

(**) If you're into them then I won't deprive you ig

[angelofdarknessss]

Beautiful Sinner

Chapter 3: Discussion Previous part: CH-2 Next part: Not here! ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) Word count: 4,299 Summary: Everyone gathers together to discuss what they've found Author note: Should I remove the "Main paring: Toko x gen!neutral reader" In my posts? It's still a Toko x reader long-fic but Im worried my chapters will be confused for one-shots lol, should I just leave that information on the first prologue??

With a hesitant nod, you let Sayaka pull you to an unoccupied chair beside her on the left. Across from her sat Makoto, his expression brightening at the sight of you, relief washing over his features. It seemed you had given him a bit of a scare as well.

In addition to Sayaka, you found yourself next to Taka…great. “Okay…now that everyone is here, we can start right?” Leon questioned. “Ah, yes! Let’s—”

“WAIT.” Taka interrupted Sayaka, his gaze sweeping across the dining area. “Dammit! What now!?” Mondo snapped, frustration evident in his voice.

“Someone’s not here…” his voice laced with caution. “There’s only fifteen of us here…”

“Um…” Junko murmured, absentmindedly twisting a strand of her pigtail. “Oh right! That silver-haired girl!” She snapped her fingers, her eyes lighting up. “What was her name again…?”

“KYOKO!...She’s not here!” Taka burst out, his tone filled with theatrical despair. “First Y/n kept us waiting for an hour and a half, and now KYOKO?!...Is she going to be late too??...And neither of them bothered to inform anyone! Such an unbecoming personality trat…”

You shot him a frustrated look, disbelief etched across your face. Seriously? You’re literally sitting next to him.

“You’re being a real jackass right now, you know that? Y/n is right beside you!” Junko exclaimed, her voice rising in exasperation.

“Well what do you want me to do?! Punctuality is everything!” he retorted, his voice sharp. “Besides, Y/n has already delayed the meeting by nearly two hours!” His fist tightened as he shouted once more. “So, without further ado, I hereby announce the commencement of the first session of Hope’s Peak Academy briefing meetings!”

You just might hate this guy...just a little bit.

“….Okay…since Makoto is in the dark about all this, let me lay out what’s been going on. Everyone split up to investigate different parts of the building, but…” As she pressed her finger to her lips, a thoughtful expression crossed her face. “Byakuya and Taka each went off on their own, and so did Kyoko. It looks like Leon, Hiro, Junko and Chihiro all grouped up together. The same goes for Hina, Sakura, and Mondo. Celeste, Toko, and Hifumi were left over, so they joined up.”

“And as for me, I teamed up with Y/n to explore our dorms.” Sayaka smiled as she gestured towards you. “Explore your dorms h-huh? I hardly call ditching your classmate and taking a n-nap exploring.” You felt a twitch in your eye as you turned to locate the source of the voice… it was Toko.

“Come on…not you too.” Sayaka whined. “What? You know I’m right.” Toko shot back, her tone sharp.

“I’m…fully aware I held up the meeting. I’m sorry, okay? but can we please continue?” you murmured, trying your best not to raise your voice at Toko. You didn’t exactly have a right to either…cause’ this is your fault and you knew that. But her rubbing it in your face doesn’t make you feel good either.

“Yes, let’s continue the discussion.” Byakuya interjected, adjusting his glasses with a flick of his wrist. “I have no desire to waste any more time with you all than absolutely necessary,” he declared, casting a disdainful glance in your direction.

Toko rolled her eyes as she nibbled on her nail, a faint pink hue dusting her cheeks. “Whatever…”

Byakuya stood with his arms crossed, his expression stoic. “Anywho…I wanted to try and find some clue as to who’s responsible for imprisoning us here…But unfortunately, I made no such discoveries. That’s all from me.”

Taka looks at him in disbelief. “Really? That’s it?”

“If I’d uncovered anything, naturally I would have more to say. But I didn’t. So I don’t.” He responds flatly.

Taka nodded. “R-right, understood…As for me, I spent some time looking around the dormitory, and…!” He spread his arms wide, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. “There I made the discovery of the century! I found that were was exactly one room for each person!”

What? You and Sayaka discovered that first..!

“Uh, actually…me and Sayaka did that first.” you chimed in, watching as Taka’s enthusiasm wavered. “What?! Really?!...So…I haven’t done anything??!” he exclaimed, his voice rising in disbelief.

“Eiter way… I figured that out before anything else…” Aoi said with a casual shrug.

Junko chimed in, her voice laced with curiosity. “Each door already has a nameplate on it, so I guess all the rooms have been assigned already.”

Sakura nodded in agreement,  “And each room key was attached to a keychain with the other’s name precision-etched onto it.” She glanced at Junko, who added, “And Chihiro and I found out that all the rooms are totally soundproof.”

Chihiro's voice was soft, almost a whisper. “Your next-door neighbor could scream their lungs out, and you wouldn’t hear a thing…”

“Well, each room also had a private bathroom, which could also lock.” Celeste states a little happily, she seems to be happy about that specifically. “but it looked like there were only locks on the bathrooms in the girls’ dorms.” Junko states.

Locks on the bathrooms? You didn’t get around to actually using the bathroom…so you don’t know if you have a lock or not. You’ll have to make a mental note to check on that.

Mondo crossed his arms, a frown playing on his lips. “Okay, so they got a bunch of rooms ready for us. They’re assuming were gonna be here a while.”

“Well, better to have than have not! At least we don’t have to worry about surviving like wild animals.” Taka confidently assures.

“Th-that cant be all you have to r-report, can it Mr. Honnor s-student?” Toko sassily asks, to which Taka funnily ignores. “That’s all for my report! Let’s move on to whoever’s next!”

Junko twirls her hair as she began to speak again. “Umm…we went all up and down the school, double-checking the windows in all the hallways and classes. We wanted to see if we could get any of those metal plates to come off. And what happened was…”

“Nothing. Not a damn thing! We couldn’t get a single one to budge even a little bit.” Leon ran his fingers through his fiery red hair, frustration evident in his voice.

Well..to be fair Leon, you don’t think he would’ve been able to do much.

“There wasn’t any hope of escape anywhere…The school really has been totally cut off…” Chihiro's voice trembled as she spoke, “This sucks..” Junko whines. “It really sucks! It sucks sucks sucks sucks SUCKS! What the hell are we gonna do!?”

There’s no hope of escape?...you weren’t going to lie, you suspected this would happen. If the police had already known you all were missing and there was an opening somewhere, surely they’d already be here by now but…that’s not the case sadly. You really needed that nap because if you hadn’t took it, you might have panicked badly.

“Goddamn, calm down! You’re starting to make me nervous!” Leon complained, his voice rising in pitch. “Really? No opening at all..?” You groaned. Aoi shakes her head, crossing her arms. “We thought maybe we could find a way to communicate with the outside, so we went looking all over!” She sighs. “But...we didn't find a thing. Sorry...”

“I went back to the main hall, thinking maybe we could do something about that giant hunk of metal.” Mondo said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “But even with Sakura and me both, it wouldn't budge. We hit it with desks and chairs, and nothin'... It was hard as, like...metal.”

You mentally slapped your forehead, and Celeste merely remarked, “Well, yes, it *is* metal...”

“Anyway, if we're gonna get outta here, it's not gonna be through there.” he grumbled.

“I feel like I could just cry... But no, I have to hold it in! I have to manage my hydration...!” Aoi states sadly, but Sakura didn’t seem to appear as upset. “ I shall tell you what happened next... It has nothing to do with communicating with the outside world, but it's still worth worrying about. In both the school and dorm areas, there was a set of stairs leading up to another floor.”

“But there were gates there, and we couldn't find any way to open them, so we couldn't check it out.” Aoi replies.

 “In other words, at this point we are only able to search the 1st floor.” Sakura crosses her arms. “We can further assume that there is potentially something above the 2nd floor, as well. And if that's the case, there is at least a chance it may lead to a way out.”

Celeste casually twirled a lock of her hair, her voice smooth and unbothered. “If I am being honest, I can't quite say we acted as one. Rather, we did *nothing* as one. We spent the entire time in the gym.”

She clasped her hands together, a hint of guilt flickering in her eyes, yet her demeanor remained casual. “Honestly, we are not exactly the types to go running around a school like a gaggle of junior detectives.”

You stare at her in disbelief. Well…yeah, you didn’t do much either with that nap and all but…at least you explored your dorm. That’s something right? It’s progress.

Junko’s voice cut through the air, laced with irritation. “What the hell were you thinking, just sitting around the gym the whole time?” Toko shot a glare at Junko, her frustration bubbling over. “W-Well it's not like any of you i-invited me along! Nobody said hey, c-come with us! I blame y-you for leaving me out! I-It's your fault!”

“If you wanted to go with someone, you should've just said something! Hell, I even tried to pair you with Y/n!” Junko shot back, her temper flaring. “Hmph. F-Forget it. Like I'd w-want to go anywhere with them.”

You turned to Toko, confusion etched on your face. “What’s wrong with me?!” you asked, narrowing your eyes at her. She merely averted her gaze, muttering under her breath. What a strange girl.

“Ah…well…so that’s what they have to say, huh? Hm…what else…oh, right!” Sayaka clapped her hands together, “aside from exploring the dorms of course, I went and had a look around the dining hall… I found a fridge in the back of the kitchen, and it was overflowing with all kinds of stuff.” She beamed. “I guess we don't have to worry about food at least.”

“What? When did you do that?” you asked, curiosity piqued.

“Well..after I couldn’t find you after looking around my own dorm I went somewhere else!” She replies.

You nod, “Right…yeah.”

“Sure, we have food for now. But even with all that, there are sixteen of us. How long can the food last...?” Hifumi said, his voice heavy with concern. “Y-You can just eat sesame s-seeds or something...” Toko shot back sarcastically, earning a bewildered look from Hifumi. “Huh? What am I, a parakeet?”

“I don't think we have to worry about it. All the food gets restocked automatically each day.” Sayaka reassured them. “At least, that's what Monokuma said...”

“You saw him!?” Junko exclaimed, her eyes wide. “Yeah, he came out of nowhere while I was checking the fridge, told me that, then disappeared again. He was so fast, I can't believe someone could have been moving him around with a remote control...”

“I can back up Sayaka on that. After I checked my dorm, Monokuma popped up right behind me!” You say as you remember him almost giving you a mini heart attack. you recalled, the memory still sending a shiver down your spine. “And after he finished… um, ‘scolding’ me, he just vanished.”

“He did?” Sayaka looked at you, surprise etched on her face. “Yeah… he didn’t hurt me or anything, but it was still unsettling.”

Toko scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Y-yeah… a teddy bear… very terrifying…” You shot her a glare. “Hey!” you retorted. “You’ve seen what he can do! He almost blew up Mondo earlier! Don’t give me that look!”

Toko finished a little in shock, which didn’t seem to faze you too much, but both Sayaka and Makoto, seated beside you, visibly recoiled. “Hey, Y/n, just take a breath, okay?” He says, attempting to ease your tension. “Yeah..try not to let her get to you..besides..we need to focus, yeah?” Sayaka added gently.

You nodded, your silence speaking volumes. “Yeah, sorry about that,” you murmured, feeling a bit sheepish.

Where’d that come from?...sheesh. Maybe it’s just the stress building up..this will pass over.

Chihiro trembled slightly. “..wow…a weaponized toy that can just appear from nowhere... I can't tell if we're supposed to be afraid or not.”

“But was everything okay? He didn't try to like, eat you or anything?” Aoi asked, her concern evident. “E-Eat her...?” Hifumi echoed, his face contorting grossly. “Um, what do you mean by that? I mean, when you say "eat," what kind of eating are we talking about?”

Aoi shot him a glare. “C-Come on, man!”

“Gross creep…” you muttered under your breath, casting a disdainful look at Hifumi.

“What the hell, fatty!? You're acting like some kind of sleazy drunk dude.” Leon snapped. “Not like there's a good kind of drunk dude...” Yasuhiro chimed in, resting his chin on his hand, deep in thought.

Junko, clearly exasperated, tugged at her pigtails. “Hey! Stop screwing around, all of you! Are you still asleep or something? We're prisoners here! We could all just die any second!”

“She's right. We can't be makin' stupid jokes right now. We gotta do something, or--!”

“You're all spending an awful lot of time yelling and carrying on.”

Mondo started, but his words were abruptly cut off by a familiar voice. Everyone turned their heads to see her—Kyoko. “Do you really think you can afford to do so? Have none of you accepted the reality of the situation?” She says as she folds her arms.

Taka's finger jabs toward her with urgency. “Kyoko! Where the heck have you been!? We already started the meeting without you!” Silence envelops her as she places a folded piece of paper on the table. It looked like..a map of the school!

“Huh? What’s this…?” Makoto inquires, his brow furrowing. “It looks like a map.” You chime in, prompting a subtle nod from Kyoko.

“Wh-What the...? Where did you find this?” Taka's voice rises with intrigue. Kyoko merely runs a hand through her 749silvery locks. “It doesn't matter where I found it.”

“It DOES matter! You're really freaking us out right now!” Taka retorted, frustration evident in his tone.

“Never mind that. What's it mean?” Junko interjects, cutting through Taka’s mounting anxiety.

“Just look at it. The building we're in right now is laid out in precisely the same way as Hope's Peak Academy.” Kyoko mused, her fingers tapping thoughtfully against her chin. “So what you're saying is...this really is Hope's Peak Academy?” Makoto questioned, his brow furrowing in disbelief.

“Well, in terms of its construction, yes. But it looks like it's had a number of strange...renovations done to it.” she replied with an air of calmness.

“Renovations...?” you echoed, a hint of confusion lacing your voice. “ I don't know all the details yet. All I found was details about the 1st floor.” Kyoko stated matter-of-factly. “But then...this really is Hope's Peak. We didn't get kidnapped and taken to some other place...” Chihiro worriedly says.

“So stupid it's not even possible. *This* is where the country's future elite are supposed to come and learn?” Mondo scoffed. Aoi then chimed in, “But if this really is Hope's Peak, where are all the other students?”

Good question actually..where the hell were the other students here? It couldn’t just be us.

“Hey, come on, guys. Let's just stop talking about all this...you know, negative stuff...” Yasuhiro complained, his voice tinged with unease. “But aren't you worried? Things don't look good...” Makoto countered.

“Worried? What's there to be worried about? I mean, this was all planned out, right? The people in charge of Hope's Peak put this all together, right? Yasuhiro replied, trying to maintain a hopeful outlook. “Man, if I got stressed every time something like this happened, I'd have ectoplasm shooting out my mouth! Good things come to those who wait, right? So we just gotta chill and everything'll work itself out!”

Celeste let out a soft, melodic laugh, covering her mouth with her perfectly manicured hand. “Hahaha!” Toko, however, narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Wh-Why are you laughing? What's so funny!?”

Celeste clasped her hands together, a playful smile gracing her lips. “I am just happy, that is all. It seems splitting up to investigate was a good idea, after all.” Toko shot back, her voice laced with frustration. “Haven't you b-been listening!? Looking around was a t-total waste of t-time! We d-didn't find a way out, didn't f-find who's behind this. We still have no idea what's g-going on!”

“Huh? Is it not crystal clear to you what is going on?” Celeste tilted her head, her bright red eyes glimmering with a calm intensity. “It is perfectly obvious that we have been imprisoned in some secret location, with no way out.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy and undeniable.

Silence enveloped the group; no one dared to argue. The truth was too painful to confront, yet it loomed over them like a dark cloud. There was no way out.

Unless….

“You didn't h-have to go and s-say that. I w-was trying not to th-think about it... N-No way out... We're t-trapped in here. What are w-we supposed to d-do...?” Toko’s voice trembled as she tugged anxiously at her long braids.

Byakuya leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips as he crossed his arms. “It's very simple. If you want to leave, you just have to kill—"

“Don't even joke about that!” Junko interjected sharply. “ Everyone just calm down, please! We need to stop and think about what to do from here.” Sayaka’s voice was soothing, attempting to ease the tension.

“There's gotta be *something* we can do...” Leon complained, his frustration palpable.

“All we can do is adapt. Adapt to living out lives here from now on.” Celeste replied, her demeanor unnervingly serene.

“What..? Live here..? Are you saying we should just accept it?” you questioned, uncertainty creeping into your voice. Celeste’s calmness was unsettling. “How are you so calm..?!” You ask curiously.

She chuckled softly at your bewildermen. “ A lack of adaptability...is a lack of survivability. Survival is not based on who is the strongest or the smartest. It comes down to who can adapt.” Her red eyes locked onto yours, unwavering. “If I am not mistaken, all of our rooms are adjusted to fit our talents, yes?”

You give a slight nod in agreement with her words. “So we should have everything we need. Especially with the food…Monokuma doesn’t seem to have any interest in killing us himself. He provides us with what we need, the only thing we must worry about is each other…that is, if anyone is planning a murder.”

“Y-yeah..I guess..” you murmur, unease settling in your stomach. What she said was undeniably accurate, but the thought of someone in this very room potentially planning to take a life—Sayaka’s, Makoto’s, or even your own—was unsettling.

“Another thing..may I make a suggestion?”

“Huh? What do you mean?” Mondo inquires, his brow furrowing in curiosity.

“We all understand that we are trapped here. Which means we will be spending the night. However... You all remember the rule regarding nighttime, right?

The second and third rules flash through your mind like a warning sign.

2) “Nighttime” is from 10 p.m. to 7 a.m. Some areas are off-limits at night, so place exercise caution. 3) Sleeping anywhere other than the dormitory will be seen as sleeping in class and punished accordingly.

“So regarding this "nighttime," I think we need to add a rule of out own.” Celeste declares, her voice steady.

“What do you mean?” Makoto asks.

“Going out at nighttime should be prohibited altogether. The school regulations do not actually tell us not to go out at night. I would like to make it official.”

“B-But why...?” Toko's voice trembled as she spoke. “The way things are now, every time night comes we will all start to get worried and anxious. We will be afraid someone might try and come kill us.” Her tone was flat, yet the truth behind it was undeniable.

“What!?” Sayaka gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“If we have to worry about that night after night for who knows how long, it will wear us down in no time.” The gothic lolita continued, her gaze distant.

Sakura folded her arms, contemplating the situation. “So you're suggesting we limit our activity at night as a kind of preventative measure.” Celeste nodded in agreement. “However, unlike the other rules, nobody can be forced to comply. We all have to agree to follow it.”

“I see what you mean. But...I think I can agree to that. It's just like the little goth lolita said. Without something like that, we're just gonna self-destruct.” Junko added, her voice shaky.

Suddenly, Taka sprang to his feet, his voice booming. “On behalf of all the men here, I agree to comply!” Leon shot him a bewildered look, concern etched on his face. “Hey, you can't just decide to speak for us!”

“So everyone is in agreement?” Celeste inquired, and when silence met her question, she took it as a confirmation. “Good. Then, if you will excuse me...”

“Huh? Wait, where are you going?” Chihiro asks curiously.

“It is almost nighttime. I want to take a shower before it arrives.” She clapped her hands together, a gesture of finality. “So...goodbye.” With an air of grace, Celeste exited the dining hall, her demeanor so composed it was almost unsettling.

“S-So I guess it's pretty obvious where we go from here. We'll be spending the night, it looks like.” Hifumi said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Adaptability...” Sakura echoed thoughtfully.

“ So, Mr. Chairman...what next? One person already left.” she quipped, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Taka, flustered, fumbled for words. “U-Umm... Well then, what say we call an end to today's meeting!?” He clenched his fist tightly, determination flickering in his eyes. “Like she said, it's almost nighttime anyway. We can reconvene first thing tomorrow morning!”

“Do we really have to stay the night here...?” Chihiro’s voice trembled with concern.

“We don't have a choice. We can't go for long without getting some sleep.” Junko shrugged, her expression nonchalant. “So we have to just give up...” Mondo let out a resigned sigh.

“That's all f-fine and good for t-today, but what to we d-do tomorrow?” Toko interjected, her brow furrowed in worry.

“ Our only option is to split up and look around again, and let everyone know if we find anything.” Sakura spoke up, her voice steady. Aoi nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, okay. Let's do that...!”

“Then we're done for today? Good, I'm exhausted... “ Junko sighed, rising from her seat as well, but not before waving you goodbye at least.

Soon, only you, Sayaka, and Makoto remained, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken thoughts.

“Makoto, Y/n…are you both ready to call it a day?” Sayaka asked, her hand resting against her cheek, a hint of sadness in her eyes. Makoto glanced between you and Sayaka, then nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.”

You remained silent, simply nodding in agreement. The three of you made your way toward your dorms, pausing to exchange a few words before parting ways for the night.

“Um... so... see you both in the morning, okay?” Sayaka attempted a smile, but the worry in her eyes was unmistakable. “Goodnight…”

“Goodnight, Sayaka,” you and Makoto replied in unison, watching as she slipped into her dorm, the door closing softly behind her. “So..I guess I should be going to bed too then..that is, if I can.” you added with a light-hearted chuckle, trying to ease the tension, but Makoto seemed oblivious to your attempt. “You’ll fall asleep eventually; it’s pretty quiet around here,” he reassured you.

You let out an awkward laugh, turning toward your own dorm, ready to step inside when Makoto suddenly called your name. “Y/n, hold on a second.” You paused and looked back. “What’s up?”

“Are you okay?” he asked, his brow furrowed with concern. You tilted your head, puzzled. “Yeah? Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know…earlier when we got here, you were more talkative I guess but…now it seems like your personality did a whole 180. Did something happen when I was uh…asleep?” His worry was evident.

“Wha?—”

Memory of your nightmare flashes in your mind…it was terrorizing. Especially considering the situation you’re in right now, but if you told him he’d probably look at you oddly. Sayaka Maizono..? murdering you in a bathroom? Her of all people? Sounds crazy doesn’t it?

Maybe it’s best to keep this information to yourself.

“Well..no. But who is? We’re stuck here for who knows and the only way to leave is through murder.” you replied, a bit harsher than intended. Truthfully, you were exhausted—not physically, since you had napped, but mentally. An actual good-night rest will do you some good.

“That’s..that makes sense, yeah. Sorry.” Makoto said softly. “Don’t worry about me, okay? I’m fine you big baby.” You playfully nudged his shoulder, causing him to jump in surprise. “Huh?!—”

“Haha..my bad.” you said, rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly. “Alright well..I’ll see you and Sayaka in the morning then?” Makoto offered a small smile, which you returned. “Yeah, definitely. Goodnight, Makoto.”

“Goodnight, Y/n.”

With that, you both slipped into your respective dorms, ready to prepare for a much-needed rest.

What was going to become of you after today?

[nabateaprodigy]

HII so I wondering if you could do Leon Kuwata x ultimate cheerleader reader dating head cannons??

Cheerleader Star

Series: Danganronpa.

Character: Leon.

Genre: Fluff.

Proofread: Yes.

Reader: Gender Neutral.

I feel at first Leon wouldn't notice you. okay well, it would be hard not to with the cheering and dancing BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!! Leon knows his skill is great so why need a cheerleader to remind him of his skill? Or get him pumped up for the upcoming game?

But game after game the cheerleaders would be there for him and his team. Because of this Leon began to recognize the faces of everyone. Especially you oh yes especially you. He isn't sure why he just felt drawn to you.

Maybe it's your smile as you cheer for him and his team it feels more genuine than others. Or maybe it's the look in your eye he couldn't help but see a sparkle in them.

And well he just couldn't help end up falling in love with you. Your beauty and talent he both appreciated and loved. Leon was sure you felt the same he saw the longing glances you gave his way. Don't pretend like you didn't because you did!

Of course, he began to see you around school as well. After some time during lunch, he decided to approach you with his ✨charming smile. ✨ The both of you spoke a little bit about yourselves and your talents!

The conversation went smoothly and better than he expected because, by the of it, he ended up with a cute cheerleader for a partner!

You would be a pretty popular couple in school! I mean a cheerleader and amazing baseball player?!? That's like 100 popularity points right there!

But of course, if you didn't want your relationship to be a public thing that would be fine as well!

After a while, Leon started to attend your cheerleader practice! It made you incredibly happy and it meant a lot to you. That Leon supported you just as you have been supporting him.

Dating you changed his view on cheerleaders at first he didn't think much of them. But after meeting you? Oh well, his opinion changed quite a lot.

What did he think now? Well, he was happy to have a cheerleading team at his games especially you. As soon as he saw you he had a goofy grin but it's one you loved very much. With you there cheering him on Leon knew he could win any game.

[apollowhoo]

Greetingsssssssssssss!! I was wondering if I could some headcanons for (Dangan) Kazuichi, Leon and Kaito with a little brother reader? I kinda just wanted reader to be going through one of *those* days, and the boys are just trying to make then feel better. (It'd nice if you could include cuddling and use he/him Pronouns ^^)

(Like…I didn’t understand if you wanted them together or separate. So i just wrote them all separately, i really hope i got it right, if i didn’t PLEASE tell me)

Male!Little Brother!Reader x Kazuichi Soda, Leon Kuwata, Kaito Momota (SEPARATE)

Kazuichi Soda

Ngl i feel like he wouldn’t notice your gloomy mood immediately but when Kazuichi does notices it, he would IMMEDIATELY go into action.

He's determined to cheer you up and tries doing anything he can to distract you from your troubles.

Kazuichi is a great listener, so firstly if you feel like talking about what's bothering you, he’d listen to you for hours and he would give you a word of advise.

Then he’d offer you to to fix or build something together. It’s his passion and he thinks that you would enjoy it or better, it would help take your mind off things. If you get bored or get tired of making repairs, he’d suggest a cozy movie night!! He would set up a blanket fort and cuddles with you while watching terribly made movies that are somehow funny. His purpose is to make you laugh though:)

Leon Kuwata

Leon will notices your mood immediately and just takes you outside to play some sports. He’d encourages you to let loose and have fun. Leon wouldn’t care if you're not good at sports; he just wants you to cheer up a little.

Afterward, Leon would take you for ice cream. Both of you would walk around the park and then Leon would finally would ask you what was bothering you.

Back at home, you’d be exhausted from being outside all day! Leon does understand this and allows you to rest.

Kaito Momota

Kaito's first instinct is to give you a big, warm hug. He wraps his arms around you, assuring you that everything will be alright.

To lighten your mood, he would suggests a game night! He can’t think of any other way to make a child feel better. You two play video games together, and Kaito makes silly little jokes creating a lighthearted atmosphere.

Kaito would also tells his own failure stories in attempt to make you laugh. Which doesn’t really work out so he just apologizes.😭

As the day comes to an end, Kaito would offer to stargaze with you!! He brings blankets outside and shows you the constellations, sharing their stories and encouraging you to dream big. You lie down with Kaito, feeling comforted by the peacefulness of the night sky.

That’s all sooooo byeeeee:>>

[detectivesplotslies]

On Your Marks

Description: It's Kaito's first Sports Day at Hope's Peak Academy and he's ready to make it count! Is everyone else? Written for Luminary of the Stars: A Kaito Momota Zine Word Count: 2082 Read on AO3 The sun was high in the sky, the conditions were perfect, not a cloud out there. No one, not even Mother Nature, was going to rain on his parade today! With a bounce in his step, Kaito crossed the grounds. His eyes skimmed over the track where the staff and volunteers were already starting to set up the coming events. Sure, there was still attendance and homeroom, but after that, he was going to have his first big victory here at Hope’s Peak Academy! He pushed open the entrance doors into the busy halls of before-class bustle.

As Kaito made his way in, a hand slapped his shoulder. “Good to see you came prepared with better footwear!” a voice boomed. The towering figure behind him was an upperclassman, one who seemed just as hyped as Kaito was for the event: the Ultimate Team Manager.

“Sure did.” Kaito grinned, hefting the sneakers he had slung over his shoulder by the laces. They had a personal touch too: gold laces and tiny embroidered shooting stars. Perfect for him! “I’m serious today, you’d better watch out!”

“Excellent! We could use a challenge from the first years!” Nekomaru laughed, hands falling back to his hips. He was wearing his own odd footwear, geta sandals, but the bag on his shoulder made it clear he was ready to change.

“A challenge? You gonna take us on? Bring it!” Akane chimed in from behind him, a wicked grin on her face as she packed a fist. What kind of challenge was she expecting?!

“Yeah, I’ll see you at the tug of war!” Kaito prompted, trying to steer things back to the event and away from… Whatever idea Akane had. He glanced across the hallway and pointed at the redhead leaning over a girl’s locker. “Your class too, Leon! You bring your all!”

“What?” The baseball star looked up with irritation, then shook his head. “Oh right, Sports Day? Tch, like we musicians care about something so dumb. Right Sayaka?”

Popping her head out of the locker, Sayaka giggled and smiled behind her hand. It always looked like that girl had a secret. “Oh, I don’t know, I think it’ll be fun! Got to stay in top form to perform.” The look of betrayal on Leon’s face was priceless. The idol turned her dazzling smile to Kaito. “Good luck today!”

“Thanks!” Taking this chance to escape before Akane set her sights back on him, he waved and left. He heard her challenging Leon as he made his way out of sight, Sayaka’s melodious laugh ringing out again.

The astronaut trainee rounded the corner into the hallway with his own year, his anticipation mounting. Their first time competing together as a team! Most of the studying done at Hope’s Peak had everyone split off for talents, but this? This would be a group effort.

Kaito opened the door to the hubbub of chatter, everyone spread out and ready to go! The energy in the air was excellent! He could feel the excitement, they really were going to show those upperclassmen that they wouldn’t be taken lightly! He pumped a fist in the air. “Alright!”

He was nudged out of the doorframe, his shorter classmate, Ryoma, muttering an ‘excuse me’ to pass. Looking back into the room, the bubble burst, his imagination having painted the room with far brighter impressions than actually resided within. There was chatter; Kaede in particular was talking with Miu and Angie, while Gonta was in discussion with Kirumi who was marking down attendance in the absence of their teacher. However, the only two who looked ready were Tenko, who was jogging on the spot, hair looped up into a bun as her eyes roved the room, and Rantaro, who had arrived in his gym clothes. Most others were seated at their desks like it was an ordinary day.

Kaito’s grin squished inwards at the underwhelming feeling, but he soldiered on, crossing the room to his sidekicks. They were both at Maki’s desk, the detective waving from his spot standing beside it while Maki glared from her seat. Kaito’s smile returned at the acknowledgement. He thumbed back at the rest of the class over his shoulder as he arrived, “Can you two believe this?”

Shuichi checked behind him, as if he was expecting something amiss, but looked back at a loss. “Believe what, Kaito?”

Maki didn’t even spare the room a thought, still waiting on the astronaut to spit out the rest. He was a little shocked neither of them seemed to notice.

“Believe the lack of spirit! Doesn’t look like everybody’s ready to win yet!” Kaito explained, patting Shuichi on the shoulder as he caught him up.

“We’re not going to win,” Maki retorted, sighing as she shook her head.

“What? Maki Roll, that’s quitter talk! Don’t you believe in us? I’m sure we can pull it off!” Kaito shot back as he raised a fist in the air, his shoes swinging from his shoulder loose as he did. The caregiver sat back to avoid them, crossing her arms, apparently unmoved by his declaration.

“Ah, it’s not that we don’t believe, Kaito, but, well… Our chances aren’t all that high,” Shuichi sheepishly chimed in. “Our class only has two athletes, and one of them is Ryoma. You know as well as we do his feelings on his talent. I doubt he’s going to be all that competitive today.”

“Now hold on! Just cuz someone’s talent ain’t athletic doesn’t mean they aren’t a competitor,” he countered. “Just look at Gonta, he could turn the tide in something like the tug of war, so long as we’ve got his back! Or front, since he’ll probably be the anchor, but y’know what I mean. And how about Rantaro and I!”

At the mention of his name, Rantaro glanced up from the stretches he’d started. He was without context but waved at them on cue before returning to extend his arm across his chest and push it back.

Kaito beamed and mirrored the same stretch before looking back to his sidekicks. “Both of us are in perfect shape for our own talents, even if they aren’t sports. Can’t be caught on any mission or excursion without some endurance.”

“So you think we’ll win with three more competitors? That’s not even half the class.” Maki frowned. Kaito could be imagining it, but she didn't seem to have the same finality this time. Progress! He patted her head happily. She ducked a few seconds later, like a delayed reaction.

“Well, not just them, there’s you two as well! Since we started training a couple months ago you’re both our secret weapons! Don’t tell me you weren’t counting yourself, Maki Roll? You’re fastest at pushups,” Kaito insisted. He really hadn’t expected that from her in the beginning, but given how tough her childhood in that orphanage had been, it wasn’t a complete surprise. Shuichi’s improvements were far more impressive, but he’d understand them assuming he wasn’t a ringer for the class.

“I appreciate the vote of confidence, Kaito,” Shuichi chuckled, cracking a smile. “I’m not really the best at these sorts of things.”

“Do you really think we can win? The whole class has to participate.” Maki remained unconvinced but diplomatic. “I’m not saying I’m not going to try, but we’re not exactly a team.”

“Those are just the easiest people to point out,” Kaito sighed. “A team isn’t all about peak physical condition, it’s gotta have lots of parts. Everyone’s got a job, even if that isn’t lifting something or running fast. I bet there’s loads of secret strengths we can use! C’mon!” He grabbed Maki’s hand and swiftly yanked her up out of her seat.

Her eyes went wide as she found her balance, sputtering. Kaito didn’t need to worry about that of course, he knew she was on the ball. Kaito pulled her up to the front of the class with him, looking for someone to add to their arsenal of secret weapons. Of those sitting at their desks he locked onto someone who looked to need some spirit, a hand propping up their cheek.

“Here’s something no one else has!” Kaito announced, near scaring him out of his chair. He turned to look at the two of them nervously. “No other class has an Ultimate Robot! He’s bound to give us an edge!”

“Are you referring to today’s events?” Kiibo asked dubiously. “I’m unsure what help, if any, I’ll be. As a physical activity for health, they don’t account for someone like me. But I told Miu I want the true student experience, so I turned down her suggested improvements…”

No upgrades, huh? Kiibo’s strength was pretty average, most of his functions were smaller utilities. But that wasn’t enough to give up!

“That’s not the edge I’m talking about,” Kaito said, waving a hand. “I mean, sure those would help, but I bet a cool robot like you has more to prove than anyone else! Think of all the future robot highschoolers you can inspire if you win today! Something like that’s gotta be motivating, right?”

“That sounds ridiculous,” Maki said from behind him, freeing her hand and crossing her arms. “Just like the kids back at the orphanage talking about their Saturday morning shows.”

“It’s not ridiculous if it gets you going, though!” Kaito said, turning to lean back over the robot’s desk. “Don’t you want to be the hero of the class? The first robot to win at Sports Day?”

Kiibo seemed unsure.

“You should! Hold on, Maki Roll, you start training with him, I’ve got just the thing,” Kaito pushed off the desk and pivoted away.

“You are aware,” came a chilling voice as he passed another desk, “that we are to adhere to class rules until we’re excused, yes?” Kaito spared a glance over at Korekiyo, who sat tall in his seat, bandaged fingers clasped on the desk. His soft laugh as always was muffled by the mask. “Someone’s eager.”

“‘Course I am, you should try it,” he said, crouching in the closet. Kaito was positive this was where Tsumugi had stored her last project. Peering over his shoulder to be certain Korekiyo hadn’t followed him for a cheap scare, Kaito’s hand touched hair. He flinched back, eyes going to the closet again, where a face greeted him in the darkness. He caught himself when he recognized it as a familiar sleepy one.

“I’m just meditating, to gather mana…” Himiko mumbled from her spot tucked tight in the back. Tenko’s endlessly searching eyes made more sense now. In her own way, the mage probably needed this more than a warm-up; she might tire out if it was one guided by the other girl.

“Sure, do what you gotta,” Kaito agreed, reaching behind her to grab his quarry. He yanked free the black and white pom poms from his classmate’s cheerleader cosplay, bouncing them once experimentally before straightening up.

Maki was there facing him as he stepped out. Behind her it looked like Kiibo had taken up the stretching routine with Rantaro, to the latter’s amusement. Shuichi was speaking animatedly with Korekiyo. The energy in the room was changing, bit by bit. Even Ryoma was back, talking with Gonta, demonstrating some step-technique. Maki raised a brow at his find.

“They’re for encouragement!” Kaito said, waving the pom poms in the air.

“I think you’re already doing that without a prop. If we do stand a chance at winning, it’s going to be because you lead us there. I don’t think Kiibo’s a hero, or that Gonta will turn any tides. Shuichi and I might not be secret weapons, either, but I think you made a fair point about not quitting, there’s still a chance.” A faint smile appeared on her face.

Kaito’s eyes lit up. He jumped up to throw his arms around Maki, who startled. “That’s all I’m asking! We can’t go down without a fight!” He squeezed tight, the pom poms ruffling behind her a moment before—

“Yoink!”

The pair looked behind them as Kokichi liberated the fluffy props, and waved them about, laughing. “Can’t have a team without your supreme leader, right?”

“You give those back to Kaito,” Maki demanded, indignantly freeing herself from the embrace. Kokichi took off and she ran after him.

“Hey, wait! Save it for the relay you two!” Kaito laughed. They were all fired up now, there was no stopping this! They’d leave their marks on this school.

[frickingnerd]

leon kuwata when he's jealous

pairing: leon kuwata x fem!reader

tags: possesive!leon, toxic jealousy, slight yandere themes

leon can't stand to see you with another man!

he's so used to flirting with every girl he sees, that he believes that this is what every guy wants

he doesn't believe that you can be friends with someone of the opposite gender, without having an ulterior motive

so when you introduce another man to him, calling him your friend, he doesn't believe you! 

he's certain that this man must have an ulterior motive, that he secretly wants to steal you away from him

or maybe you're the one that wants to show him that you're interested in someone else–

he'll try to talk to you about it, asking you if you really just see this guy as a friend or if there's maybe a little more between the two of you

you only roll your eyes amused, not taking him too seriously, before telling him that you would've just broken up with him if you weren't interested anymore

but leon is certain that this means that he's the one interested in you instead! 

he'll try to keep you away from him, clinging to you even more than usually and he's all over you, whenever that male friend of yours is near

leon wants to show him that you are his girl! and no matter what he tries, he'll never get you!

[kkatastrophic]

I wrote my silly "little oneshot" uh take it *skeddadles away*

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Leon Kuwata opened the door to the classroom, it was Friday afternoon and afterschool cleaning was always a drag.

Usually he and Owada would clean the hallways together, but Mondo was absent, so it was just him in the classroom.

Or at least he thought it was, until he saw his classmate Mukuro Ikusaba dusting the windowsill.

"Oh, hey Ikusaba-Chan." Leon waved to the introverted girl with a smile as he began to scrub the blackboard. For some strange reason Hope's Peak Academy still had them, and they weren't often cleaned.

"Ah, hi Kuwata-Kun." Mukuro smiled, turning to him with a small smile. She began to clean the pencils on the desks, the two continued scrubbing and organising the sections that they were completing in an awkward silence.

It was the third floor of the Academy, and the windows were smudged with finger prints. Kuwata noticed Mukuro began to wipe them with a cloth, which she must have gotten from the supply locker at the back of the room. She was standing on the balls of her feet, struggling to reach a particular spot.

Even though Leon truly wasn't much taller than her - quite short and scrawny for a star athlete - he walked over and silently began to wipe the spot she had been struggling with.

The sun shone brightly down on the two, and they continued to work in silence, not quite awkward though. It was more of a comforting and serene ambience that made the room feel like a more relaxing space.

Leon loved when the sun was golden at this hour, it was only four o'clock, they had only stayed thirty minutes past the bell. Kuwata was fine with it.

Once the window was done, it seemed that the classroom was neat and tidy, Leon thought that if the scene had been in an anime show the tiles would have white sparkling effects.

He walked over to the door, but it wouldn't budge. Some smartass had come around and locked all the doors to the classrooms! Kuwata hadn't stayed that late, how could somebody be so dumb?

"What? What's wrong?" Ikusaba asked, she walked over and tried the door, then she jolted the handle and put her foot against the door and tried to tug it open. It budged, barely. She cursed under her breath.

"How long do you think it'll take? I left my phone in my schoolbag, I can't call anybody." Leon grumbled at his terrible luck. He was going to be late to training, which wasn't neccesarily a bad thing as his cousin Kanon Nakajima had decided to coach his team. It was super creepy, the way that she acted around him, and if any of his friends knew his cousin had a diehard crush on him he would probably never live it down.

Leon tried not to let it bother him, sure she had done some strange things in the past, but he told her to back off. At least she respected that… kind of…

"Well what do we do now? I left my phone at home today, and there's no way we can just reach the floor from the window…" Mukuro looked around, and then pulled up a seat. She sat on the desk propping her feet on the base of the chair.

"I dunno, I guess… we wait." Leon shrugged, he grabbed a chair and pulled it near Ikusaba, sitting on it backwards with his legs out at the sides. He placed his arms on the backrest and rested his chin on them.

With not much else to do, he decided to spark up some conversation with his classmate.

They hadn't often talked, Leon was much better friends with Sayaka Maizono, Mondo Owada, and Chihiro Fujisaki. Occasionally Kiyotaka Ishimaru would join the group, which Leon truly didn't mind. He never really thought about speaking to Ikusaba, who was always in her sisters' shadow.

"So… Ikusaba-Chan…" He didn't know what to say next, his awkward trail-off was recieved with a puzzled glance his way.

"Do you draw?"

It was such an oddly random question, she wasn't the Ultimate Artist, she was a soldier! She wouldn't have time to do something like that with her intense training regimen anyway- "Yes, sometimes. I've picked it up as a hobby."

Leon turned to face her. "Oh, yeah? What kinda stuff?" now that he had asked an icebreaker question, he was genuinely interested in Ikusaba's hobbies, and her life. Leon knew about tough training.

"I often spend time drawing… people… and nature…" She hesitantly replied, smiling when Leon scooted his chair closer.

"Oh, that's cool… do you wanna show me something?"

"Huh? Oh… I don't have any paper…" She looked around the classroom for some, but it seemed that there wasn't any nearby.

"That's okay, how about the blackboard, there's plenty of chalk there." Leon would say 'I'm sure Ishimaru wouldn't mind' but he knew for certain that he would definitely mind. He was a neatfreak.

"Oh… okay, sure…" Mukuro stood up, and Leon faced the board. She started to draw swift strong strokes.

"What're you drawing?" Kuwata smiled. Time was passing by quickly as he watched Mukuro move along the board swiftly. He looked at the clock above her, they'd been stuck for thirty minutes already.

"You'll see!" She grinned softly, turning back to her work.

"So how'd you get into being a Soldier? That's a pretty specific Ultimate." Kuwata began to speak. Mukuro flinched, she paused what she was doing and exhaled slowly.

"I… ran away…" She dropped her hands so they hung limply by her waist. "My family… we went on a holiday in Europe… I ran… and I was adopted into the mercenary group Fenrir… I came back here to see Junko, and because of my talent I was accepted into the academy. And now I'm here, and I don't know what's next for me…" She quickly wiped her eyes and continued to draw on the board. It was a quick action, Leon himself had done it a million times when trying to explain to his parents about Kanon. He noticed it easily.

"Do you… regret it…?" Kuwata asked, he wasn't sure what she would reply with.

"Yes. I regret it every day. I had to become a shadow to strike my enemies… and now it's taken over my life. Every day I feel guilt over my actions, but there's nothing I can do. Those people are gone. It sometimes feel like I too, died on that battlefield." Her voice was soft and quiet, it seemed like she was holding in tears.

"How about you? How did you become a baseballer?" She quickly converted the conversation back to a different path.

"I was enrolled as a kid, I'd never had to work for it, I was a natural…" Kuwata looked out the window, the sun was setting a golden glow inside the classroom.

"Do you regret it?" Ikusaba asked him, Leon was surprised she had done so. He had never thought about it before.

"Sometimes. I just wish that I had something else going for me, so I could quit. The team hates me, and after my cousin volunteered to coach us everything went downhill. Guys were hitting on her in the changerooms, it made me super uncomfortable. Especially because she likes me… she'd favour me and make me even more hated." Kuwata had answered honestly. Almost too honestly. He was embarassed that Kanon Nakajima had a crush on him, he was embarassed to admit the creepy things she had done. She had stalked him on dates… he wasn't ready to share that.

Mukuro whipped her head around. "She… likes you?"

"Yeah, I try to ignore it… she won't go away. I've told her a million times to back off, my parents don't listen- gee why am I even bothering you with all this, sorry I doubt that you want to hear all of that. You probably think I'm weird for her actions…" He shook his head trying to nod it off, but Mukuro had turned to fully face him.

She had finished drawing and walked toward Leon slowly.

"I don't think your weird at all… I get it. Parents not listening… Junko was always in the spotlight, after I went missing I visited them." She explained "I- they… they- they didn't even recognise me…"

Leon stared at her for a long moment.

"The didn't…?" He asked. Mukuro shook her head as she sat on the chair infront of Kuwata.

"No, Leon. They didn't know who I was. I didn't bother trying to explain it, I- I don't know why I even visited, to be honest…" She sighed and looked away, her face turning red as she wiped her eyes.

"I… dyed my hair and grew it out like this, refused to cut it for baseball. My mother…" Leon laughed at the memory "she was so mad, and my dad came home… didn't even recognise me. He thought my cousin was 'round again and that I was her boyfriend." He shook his head, maybe it wasn't a positive memory…

"You don't like baseball, do you?" Mukuro asked, to which Leon shook his head.

"Not at all, I guess we both don't like out Ultimates much. It's dumb that people let a single talent define them… but here we are…" He shrugged it off and met Mukuro's eyes.

They were a light shade of violet, and the sun was dropping beneath the clouds.

Leon looked past the black haired soldier infront of him and stared at the drawing, he got up to inspect it closer.

"This is…" he didn't know how to describe it, Mukuro had drawn him. "it's stunning, Mukuro." He was at a loss for words, she was so talented at what she did.

"It's much easier when you have a subject to work off…" Mukuro smiled and walked up next to Leon staring at her work.

"It looks really good, Mukuro." He turned to face her, a soft smile stretched across his face. Mukuro's eyes widened, she looked beautiful under the golden light.

Leon's breath hitched in his throat as she stepped closer, he didn't stagged backward, he stayed where he was.

His heart began to quicken as she looked up at him.

Leon gulped down his nerves as the distance between them shrunk, he hesitantly moved his arms closer to her. He wasn't sure what he was doing, exactly, but she wasn't saying no.

"Mukuro…-" he began to speak but she stopped him by standing on the balls of her feet, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing him passionately on the lips.

Leon was tense at first, but eventually he fell into it and wrapped his arms around the girl.

They both said nothing, Leon closed his eyes and relaxed as he felt her hands move up to his neck.

When they parted Mukuro's face was red and flushed, and Leon's guess was that his own was looking very similar. He felt his heart beat in his ears as they stayed there for a moment.

Kuwata stared at Ikusaba, her breathing was quick. He felt like he was frozen in place, luckily a sound at the door interrupted him.

The two quickly parted and darted their heads toward the door. Mukuro began to quickly erase what she had previously drawn on the blackboard while Leon opened the door.

He was met with a very apologetic looking Chihiro.

"I'm so sorry Kuwata-Kun! I thought that everybody had left after cleaning!" She buried her head in her hands and began to cry.

"Don't sweat it Fuji-Chan, Mukuro and I were fine, right?" He turned his head over his shoulder to look at Mukuro who nodded.

"Y-Yeah it's fine, Chihiro." She managed to get her words together.

"I'm so sorry for the trouble, if you need I can walk you home?"

But Leon shook his head at the request. "It's alright, go home Fuji-Chan." He smiled at her as she bowed apologetically and rushed down the empty coridoor.

Kuwata walked outside the classroom and grabbed his bag.

"I'm calling my mum to come pick me up, do you want her to drop you off at your place?" Leon asked while scrolling for the contact on his phone.

"It's alright, I can walk from here." Mukuro smiled and brushed her shoulder past him. He gently grabbed her hand to stop her.

"Mukuro…" Leon bit the inside of his cheek as she turned around to face him. "Thankyou for today…"

"No problem. Talk soon Kuwata." She smiled and waved, but he could already see that her face was turning a bright shade of red.

Leon felt his own start to flush, as he placed the back of his hand on it to cool it down.

He had just kissed Mukuro Ikusaba.

Leon smiled to himself as he closed the door to the classroom. He was glad that the room had been locked.

He was glad that he had stayed After Hours.

The End :)

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Tell me what you think, adding the link to my intro if anybody wants to support! (Short stories only go on AO3 btw)

[giggly-squiggily]

I was asking for lee-leon from dangernopa! Sorry! Should’ve specified, i forgot pokemon existed heh-

Ah, I gotcha, anon! :D No worries- it happens lols!

-Where to begin with this dork? Right off the bat (hehe)- he's the type to say: "Me? Ticklish? Pfft- that's for little girls! I'm not ticklish at all, try me!" And like- the minute Mondo or Naegi try tickling him he'll flail away with a "WHOA WATCH THOSE HANDS!"

-His neck is killer. Just graze it and he'll DROP- on the ground, scrunched and curled up. He's also got super tickly tum that if you poke he'll squeak. I also think he has ticklish feet? It's rare, but if you can get to them he'll cackle like a goon.

-He's got a loud, goofy laugh! It's incredibly boyish and silly sounding- lots of squeaky "Stahahahap!"s and "I kihihihiihll yohooohohu!"s (spoiler alert- he won't). Depending on who's tickling him is whether not he's extra squirmy. People like Chihiro and Sayaka he'll try his best to stay still so he doesn't accidentally smack them, but people like Mondo or Yasahiro he's more willing to fight back cause he knows they'll be fine (they usually grab and pin him before he could do any real damage).

-SUPER weak to compliments during tickles. He's already weak to them without, but if you tell him nice things when tickling him he'll get so MUSH. "Wow Leon- look how nice your biceps are! No wonder you're such a great baseball player!" "You've got a nice voice- I bet you'd be a great singer!" "Wow, I bet you have tons of fans with a face and voice like that!" Poor baby will hide his face through his whines of "Shut uhuuhuhuhhuuhp!"

-He might be a bit fussy post tickles; he honestly loves them but feels like if he says that it'll make him look weak. Expect a bit of pouting from him for like- five minutes. After that he'll be over it and move on with his life or exact revenge; the second option being his go to (Except for Mondo- he'll just get tickled again lols). It's still worth tickling him- it never fails to lift his mood back up.

Thanks for reading!

[sprinklenoodles]

After everybody warmed up, it's time for Byakuya to come up with a new plan. The conversation soon moves away from that and Byakuya has a few nice realizations.

He likes these idiots.

Or, I like to treat you guys for once and give you some fluff.

[simplyluunaa]

˙⊹ ੈ✰[Love Languages]✰ ੈ⊹˙

-ˏˋ. rules + masterlist ˊˎ-

Fandom: Danganronpa

Characters: Makoto Naegi, Aoi Asahina, Byakuya Togami, Celestia Ludenberg, Chihiro Fujisaki, Hifumi Yamada, Junko Enoshima, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Kyoko Kirigiri, Leon Kuwata, Mondo Owada, Mukuro Ikusaba, Sakura Ogami, Sayaka Maizono, Toko Fukawa, Genocider Syo, Yasuhiro Hagakure

Warnings: !!NOT SPOILER FREE!! Non-despair AU! Other than that, none!! Just fluff!

Other: Non-despair Junko, he/him pronouns for Chihiro, may have a few misspellings lol

A/N: First post!! Hello, people reading this!! Reblogs, likes, and follows are always appreciated! Constructive criticism is also welcome!! Also, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to make this established relationship or like a mutual crush thing, so I tried to make it so it could go either way. Plus this is like my first time writing ANY of these characters, so please excuse any mischaracterizations or anything, I tried my best!

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Makoto Naegi 

His love language is Quality Time

I feel like he’d be big into conversation

Doesn’t matter about what this man just likes to yap

If you are also talkative the two of you annoy the fuck out of everyone else because do you two ever stop talking??

But even if you’re quieter, he will talk enough for the both of you

Likes to watch movies and shows with you!!

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Byakuya Togami

His love language is Giving Gifts

He wouldn't be that affectionate of a person side from this I fear

Plus he always brushes it off if you ask

But he was thinking about you!! <3

He’ll legit buy anything that reminds him of you or he thinks you may enjoy

Man is made of money ofc he’s gonna spoil you while also acting like he hates you

Just how he is I’m afraid

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Chihiro Fujisaki

His love language is Quality Time

I feel like he’d be very much into baking with you

Idk man feels like a baker

Also, he’d be the best person to talk to about your interests because he will listen and do his best to remember every detail!!

Do the same for him!!

May or may not install Alter Ego on one of your devices so you can spend time with them while he isn’t around

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Hifumi Yamada

His love language is Giving Gifts

If you like a game or anime…be prepared

He will buy you just so much merch

Figures, posters, shirts, hoodies, plushies, everything 

If you’re especially fond of a specific character he will draw them for you!!

Maybe even write a short Doujinshi with a favorite ship of yours if he has the time

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Kiyotaka Ishimaru

His love language is Acts of Service

He wants to be the Prime Minister, of course, he likes to help!

Like, I don’t know, I just have this thought like…

He’d so help you study, and like clean up your room for you

Also, I feel like if you have long hair he’d definitely brush it for you in the mornings

Maybe that’s just wishful thinking though idk

But also if you do something for him to lighten his workload??

He might cry, just sayin'

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Leon Kuwata

His love language is Physical Touch

I just know this man desperately needs to touch everyone around him all the time (no I’m not projecting hush)

Like, he’s always touching someone, like an arm around his friend's shoulder or playfully ruffling someone’s hair

He’s just that kinda guy

He’d also for sure put his arm around your waist or shoulder whenever you’re around

Also, he’d probably grab your face occasionally to just squish your cheeks and tease you

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Mondo Owada

His love language is Acts of Service

He’s a big strong man!! Of course he’s gonna do everything he can for his partner!!

No, but for real, he will do anything you ask of him AND MORE

He’s just a big softie!! And a gentleman!!

Opens doors for you, pulls your seat out for you, if you two are close enough will let you wear his jacket if you get cold

Especially if you're a girl!!

Diya raised him right!!

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Yasuhiro Hagakure

His love language is Physical Touch

Ok, this one is probably gonna be short cause I do not know a whole lot about this man

I feel like he’d be laid back about it, like with Leon

He’s just a touchy person, even with his friends

So expect him to just grab you and pull you into a hug, or ruffle your hair, stuff like that

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Aoi Asahina

Her love language is Physical Touch

You cannot convince me she wouldn’t always greet you with a hug

Like I just know she’s always touching you in some way

Holding hands, or her arm around your waist or shoulder

Even if you two are for some reason not touching, she’d still be incredibly close to you

If you let her she will just stand behind you and rest her chin on your shoulder

She does not care who’s around!! She wants to cuddle you she will do so!!

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Celestia Ludenberg

Her love language is Giving Gifts

Celestia has made a whole lotta money from gambling, so you cannot tell me she wouldn’t spoil you.

You and her cat ofc, can’t forget about Grand Bois Chéri Ludenberg

Also, I’m split between thinking that every gift would be accompanied by a grand gesture, and thinking it wouldn’t be uncommon to just find wrapped gifts on your desk or something

She’s probably very nonchalant with giving gifts (most of the time) but if you get her anything unprompted?

She melts

Like it doesn’t matter if it's expensive or not, it's just the fact that you're giving it to her that makes her go kinda mushy

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Junko Enoshima

Her love language is Acts of Service

But like…in a very strange and roundabout way

Like even without the despair, she’s still…Junko, ya know?

She’ll trip people who are rude to you, help you cheat on homework, forge documents for you

Ya know, normal bestie things!!

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Kyoko Kirigiri

Her love language is Quality Time

I mean, it seems obvious, doesn’t it?

I think she wouldn’t want to push conversation, just being together is enough for her

She’d like to go on walks or drink tea together

A lot of long comfortable silences with her that’s for sure

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Mukuro Ikusaba

Her love language is Physical Touch

I feel like this is less about affection and more about wanting to keep you safe though

Like, she’d wanna be near you just in case someone (Junko) tries to hurt you.

Which opens up a lot of opportunities to touch you!!

She’d probably be kinda shy/indifferent to it at first, but after a while, she softens up and allows hugs and such

Would have her hand on the small of your back nearly at all times

Also is the kind to pull you out of danger/away from dangerous people

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Sakura Ogami

Her love language is Quality Time

Drink tea with this girl RIGHT NOW!!

She’d definitely want like an hour of just uninterrupted time with you every day

Also feel like she’d be big into taking long walks with you, maybe at night or when the sun is setting idk idk 

Also very much feel as if she’d want you to work out with her

But if you don’t work out, she may or may not bench press you sorry

Or like have you sit on her back while she does push-ups

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Sayaka Maizono

Her love language is Giving Gifts

Girlie makes a ton of money, she is SPOILING you!!

Buying you outfits, jewelry, expensive makeup, cute plushies!! Anything you want!

Would probably try and take you out on a shopping spree but doesn’t wanna be interrupted by fans

But she would give you her card and tell you to go crazy!! Maybe idk

If you give her a gift? Especially if it’s something you made?? Girl is melting.

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Toko Fukawa

Her love language is Acts of Service

She does stuff for you, but always vehemently denies it

Helps you clean up your room, just to say she was just looking for something

Or makes you food and just says she made too much 

If you're someone who tends to overwork yourself, she’ll stay near you while she writes to make sure you take breaks and eat and drink water and whatnot

Which probably also helps her to remember to do those things!!

Win-win scenario!!

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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡⟢Genocider Syo

Her love language is Physical Touch

Tries to make out with you in public

Will also grope you without warning

Sorry but if you want her to stop you gonna have to do something about it

However, even with all that she can also be really sweet at times

I feel like she’d thrive on cuddles

Even if she does feel you up while doing so

[imaginehappyhavoc]

Could i ask for the thh boys with an artistic reader that likes drawing them? Thanks! -🌠

Pairing: thh boys x artist!reader

Genre: fluff!

Warnings: N/A

Makoto Naegi:

♡ Makoto thinks it’s the sweetest thing!

♡ He considers himself pretty average in all aspects, so it was a shock to him when you said he was your favorite model.

♡ He gets really flustered every time you show him one of your sketches, but it doesn’t stop him from telling you how amazing it is.

♡ You’re just so talented! It’s hard not to get butterflies when you draw him so pretty!

♡ The little heart you drew next to him was also a pretty great addition, he thinks.

Byakuya Togami (platonic):

♡ I’m gonna be honest, drawing Byakuya is like submitting a sketch to an art show.

♡ The first time he notices you drawing him, he demands to see it. He has to make sure you’re representing him properly, after all.

♡ His critiques, while unwarranted, are surprisingly constructive.

♡ He’ll then say something along the lines of: “Try again. Here, I’ll even give you a better angle.” And he’ll pose.

♡ He’ll never admit it, but he loves the attention.

Yasuhiro Hagakure:

♡ It takes him forever to realize that you were drawing him, and not just doing random sketches.

♡ When he figures it out, he quite literally makes the “:0” face, followed closely by the “:D” face.

♡ He all but begs you to let him see your drawings, and he hyped you up endlessly once you let him.

♡ Now, he keeps trying to convince you to make a career out of your art. He says he’ll even be your first investor!

♡ You wonder where he plans to get the money for that, but you decide not to ask.

Leon Kuwata:

♡ This mf goes wild.

♡ He tries so hard to hide it, but oh dear lord he’s so in love with you. How did he manage to bag someone so talented and sweet?

♡ Like Byakuya, he’ll pose for you. Unlike Byakuya, he’s joking.

♡ He’ll totally ask if he can keep the drawings you make of him.

♡ If you let him, he’ll keep them in his school bag, and pull them out to show people at the slightest provocation.

Chihiro Fujisaki:

♡ They have absolutely no idea why you think they’re such a good model, but they’re certainly not complaining.

♡ However, it’s hard for them to keep still once they realize you’re drawing them.

♡ They just get so nervous! In a really good way!

♡ When you’re done, they’ll shyly ask you if they can see. If you say yes, they’ll blush about it so hard they can hardly speak.

♡ They want to keep your drawings, but they’d never ask. Maybe someday they’ll find the courage to take one back to his dorm, just to admire your work.

Mondo Owada:

♡ Speaking of flustered: Him.

♡ This man is a mess about any kind of affection that isn’t physical touch. He has no idea how to cope with it.

♡ He can’t wrap his head around the fact that he’s the one you wanna draw. He never thought he was all that attractive.

♡ Once he sees one of your sketches, he’s suddenly made very aware of the way you see him. You think he’s beautiful, and Mondo just can’t deal with that kind of adoration.

♡ He ends up shouting his thanks to you, as he always does when you get him flustered.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru:

♡ He is so deeply moved by your work.

♡ He would praise you until his last breath, if he could. However, it wouldn’t be efficient, so he settles on displaying your art.

♡ According to him: “It’s an incredible skill that you’ve honed so well! It deserves to be appreciated, not just by me, but by everyone!”

♡ If you get flustered about it, he’ll reassure you that you have nothing to be embarrassed about. He’s so proud of you, and he’ll tell everyone who’ll listen about it.

♡ While he’s very flattered that you chose him as the subject matter, he’s far more focused on the quality of your drawings. The hard work you must have done to achieve such beauty is truly admirable, in his opinion!

Hifumi Yamada (platonic):

♡ Hifumi is an artist as well, so this makes him happier than anything else!

♡ Once you reveal that you’ve been drawing him, he reveals that he’s been drawing you, too. Art trade ensues.

♡ He’ll model for you enthusiastically. If you need help figuring out how an arm would look when bent this way or that, Hifumi will happily demonstrate.

♡ He gives the most useful, constructive criticism you’ve ever heard in your life. Real, good advice that helps you improve.

♡ You two will sometimes just sit in silence with each other, drawing your friend while they draw you. Good times, all around!

[thelittleghoul]

.˚🕸️๋࣭ Welcome To The Cemetery˚🕸️๋࣭

Master list coming soon!!

⋆˚˖ Rules ⋆˚˖

I will not write

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

• NSFW agere in anyway that’s ✨nasty✨

•SH in detail (very triggering for me)

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

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

•Addiction in detail (a trigger)

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

Thin Ice but I will write

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

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

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

I will write

•SFW agere

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

•Fluff

•Angst

•Platonic

•Romantic

•Headcanons and one shots can be non x reader

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

•LGBTQ+

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

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

⋆˚˖ MHA ⋆˚˖

•Izuku Midoriya

•Katsuki Bakugo

•Shoto Todoroki

•Eijiro Kirishima

•Denki Kaminari

•Hanta Sero

•Tenya Iida

•Kyoka Jiro

•Mina Ashido

•Ochaco Uraraka

•Momo Yaoyorozu

•Fumikage Tokoyami

•Mashirao Ojiro

•Toru Hagakure

•Minoru Mineta (only with a redemption arch lol)

•Mezo Shoji

•Tsuyu Asui

•Koji Koda

•Shota Aizawa

•Present Mic

•All Might

⋆˚˖ Danganronpa THH ⋆˚˖

•Makoto Naegi

•Kyoko Kirigiri

•Byakuya Togami

•Celestia Ludenberg

•Chihiro Fujisaki

•Aoi Asahina

•Kiyotaka Ishimaru

•Leon Kuwata

•Mondo Owada

•Mukuro Ikusaba

•Sakura Ogami

•Sayaka Maizono

•Yasuhiro Hagakure

⋆˚˖ Danganronpa V2 ⋆˚˖

•Hajime Hinata

•Nagito Komaeda

•Peko Pekoyama

•Sonia Nevermind

•Nekomaru Nidai

•Mikan Tsumiki

•Mahiru Koizumi

•Kazuichi Soda (Not as a simp)

•Ibuki Mioda

•Akane Owari

•Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

•Chiaki Nanami

•Gundham Tanaka

⋆˚˖ Danganronpa V3 ⋆˚˖

•Shuichi Saihara

•Kaede Akamastu

•Rantaro Amami

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

•Angie Yonaga

•Gonta Gokuhara

•Kokichi Oma

•Kaito Momota

•Kirumi Tojo

•Maki Harukawa

•Ryoma Hoshi

•K1-B0

•Tenko Chabashira

⋆˚˖ TMNT 2012 ⋆˚˖

•All four brothers

⋆˚˖ ROTTMNT ⋆˚˖

•All four brothers

•April O’Neil

⋆˚˖ TMNT Bayverse ⋆˚˖

•All four brothers

•April O’Neil

•Casey Joan’s

⋆˚˖ About Me ⋆˚˖

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