#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!

[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!

[angelofdarknessss]

Beautiful Sinner

Prologue: 1/2 Word Count: 7,808 Main Paring: Toko Fukawa x gen!neutral reader Summary: Upon coming into Hope's Peak Academy alongside a boy, you both encounter strange activities. Author note: This is a slow burn long-fic! Please keep in mind that the reader won't romantically converse with Toko at the very beginning! Next Part: Prologue 2/2

During your childhood, art was a big passion of yours.

You had a pretty good knack for drawing, hell at the age of 9 you were heavily skilled for your age. This didn't just mean you were good at doodling specifically; you knew how to paint, sculpt, and do digital pieces. Impressive for someone at that age.

You'd think your talent would be the Ultimate Artist, right?... sadly no.

Instead, you claimed the title of the Ultimate Hair Stylist.

How? Well... art was just a mere hobby according to your dad. He did agree you had a talent for art but, he was pushing you for your Ultimate to have some form of hair relation. He ran a popular hair salon in his area, and he wanted you to eventually run it by yourself when you were ready. Despite your possible artistic talent, he didn't care for it. You always argued with him on this, but it fell on deaf ears.

Before you obtained your current talent, your dad always taught you the proper hair products to use for certain hair types and when to use them. You weren't going to lie but taking care of your hair felt good. It wasn't a main interest of you at first but, it felt nice to get compliments for your healthy hair.

He took notice of this talent for hair styling, just like you were in art, you were very good at what you did. He made sure you were more than good, but rather perfect so you could one day get into Hope's Peak Academy. And surprise, you managed to get in.

After closing the salon one afternoon, your dad got a letter, except it wasn't for him it was for you. It was a letter from Hope's Peak Academy asking for your attendance. How could you say no? After all, if you manage to graduate, you're set for life!

If they scouted you personally, you clearly must be doing something right. You weren't the Ultimate Hair Stylist for nothing. Your knowledge on different hair textures and products guarantees your customers feeling satisfied with their new hair styles.

You contemplated on what outfit you should wear, but in the end, you figured you should go with your usual and more recognizable fit. It included a buttoned up short sleeved shirt with one side of the collar inside your shirt and the other side out messily. Along with a waist apron containing your basic hair tools such as scissors, combs, brushes, hair pins and a spray bottle. Followed by simple shorts, knee-high socks, and sneakers. Nothing too fancy but not to simple either, people will tell you in fact are THE Ultimate Hair Stylist.

Now, after years of working alongside your dad you stand before the school. You stand before a new chapter in your life. Before you took a step towards the gates, your thoughts were interrupted by a person.

"Ah! Wait a second!"

huh?

You turned around to see a boy jogging towards you with brown hair and hazel eyes dressed in a green and black sweatshirt, black jeans, and red shoes. He stopped right in front of you, trying to catch his breath. He gives you a friendly smile despite him panting like a dog.

You give him a confused smile. “Hello…?”

“You’re... the Ultimate Hair Stylist. right? Y/N L/N?” He manages to say while still attempting to catch his breath. You chuckle. “What gave it away?” You tease as you adjust your waist apron, containing the basic hair tools such as scissors, combs, brushes, hair pins and a mini blow dryer inside them. “Anyways, yes but I’m not taking any clients right now. Sorry.” You said, give him an apologetic smile. He puts up his hands. “Oh no! I didn’t mean that. I wanted to introduce myself I’m going here too.”

“Oh! Sorry! You must be one of the… reserve course students, right?”

His smile falters as he embarrassingly scratches his cheek. “Eh.. no. I’m an actual student here.” You hesitate to answer. “Oh. Sorry again hehe.. you just don’t look like someone I’d recognize to have an Ultimate.” You say, unknowingly sounding a bit ignorant. It did seem to bother the boy a little as he gave you a nervous chuckle before responding.

“Yeah... I understand that. I’m average.” He trails off before gathering himself. “Ah! I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Makoto Naegi!” He brings out his hand for me to shake, which I politely do so. “I would tell you who I am, but you seem to already know, Makoto.” I giggle. Makoto bashfully smiles. “Yeah, I hope that didn’t sound creepy, you’re pretty popular you know?”

“Oh most definitely. I don’t deny that. And hey, you didn’t tell me what your Ultimate was!” You point out. Makoto’s smile falters again. “Oh...right. It’s luck, that’s also ironically how I got in.”

“Oh really?” You playfully pat his shoulder. “You must be the luckiest person alive, yeah?”

Makoto laughs quietly at your lame joke. “Yeah, maybe.”

After a few minutes of conversation, you look at the gates of Hope’s Peak Academy, remembering why you came here in the first place. “So, Makoto... want to walk together inside with me? Might as well if you’re attending the school too.” You smile at him, and he gives you one back at you. “That would be nice.” With that, you both began to walk inside the gate and enter the main hall. You both took notice of how it was empty, it’s almost like we were the only two people in here.

Makoto looks towards the elegant clock in the corner, it showed 7:10 AM. “Man, were pretty early, aren’t we? The meeting starts at 8:00. I thought after talking to you for a bit the time would’ve passed faster but I guess not.” You said a bit disapprovingly as you crossed your arms. “I guess we were both wound up about our first day, I didn’t notice I came so early.” You shrugged. “I guess. We’ve got a whole 50 minutes to ourselves.” Makoto looks as if he got an idea. “Do you want to look around the school? Since were students here I’m sure it wouldn’t be a problem. At least to pass time.”

“You know what, sure. I am curious to what else there is in this massive school.” He gives you a nod before beginning to walk alongside you further inside the main hallway…. Is what was supposed to happen. You were supposed to be taking the steps to your new life, your new future. As soon as you took that first step your vision began to blur, it began to twist into something unrecognizable. “Wha?! Mako… Makoto!... are you... do you feel…?!” You were unable to spew out the rest of your sentence before everything went black.

You thought you were brought to Hope’s Peak Academy because you were the Ultimate Hair Stylist, but rather you were brought to feel Ultimate Despair.

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“ugh…..ngh….what the hell..?”

You woke up with your head resting on top of a hard wooden desk. Your body feels heavy and sluggish, it felt as if you woke up from a nap that lasted hours. Wait this is very strange… where were you? You held your head up and started to look around. You seemed to be in a classroom but... when did you even get here? All you remember was taking a few steps inside the main hall of Hope’s Peak Academy with Makoto…. MAKOTO?! a hard realization hit your head like a brick.

“EH?! MAKOTO? WHERE ARE…..you?”

You quickly looked around and immediately spotted your new friend, Makoto, sleeping peacefully on the desk to the right of you. A sigh of relief escaped your lips, knowing that he was… okay... at least you hope so. You contemplated on even waking him up. He just looked so comfortable, and you didn’t want to disturb him… yet. For now, you decided to get up from your desk and investigate the classroom.

Your eyes catch the most noticeable thing in the room. The metal plates bolted onto where the windows normally are in a classroom.  You walked up to one of the metal plates and knocked on it.

*Bang bang*

It felt extremely thick. Theres a low chance of that coming off for a good while. You found that odd, why was this even here? It’s like whoever put these here meant to prevent something from coming inside. But what?

Your eyes darted from the metal plates to the clock on the wall, which read 7:55. The meeting is at 8:00... which is in 5 minutes. There other students are probably already here by now, it’d be best to get out and see. But first…!

“ngh…what… where am I?” You turn your head to see Makoto groggily lifting his head from the desk A tiny puddle of drool can be seen on the desk along with a drool stain on his jacket sleeve. He spots you at the window. “Oh. Hey. I see you slept well.” You give him a small smile, obviously eyeing the drool coming from his mouth.

He notices this quickly wipes the salvia from his mouth with his sleeve with little blush forming on his face. He quickly composes himself afterwards. “Y/N! uh... when did you wake up? or well... how did we even get here...” He gets up from his desk and walks over towards you. A little wobbly no doubt because he had woken up a few moments ago.

“Honestly... I’m not sure how we got here.” You scratch your head confusingly. “The most logical explanation is someone knocked us out and brought us here but… why would they need to do that? I don’t get it.” The boy nods. “That can’t be it... why would anyone knock us out? Maybe we got to wound up and we passed out... then someone carried us here…?” You give him a look of uncertainty. “Doubt it. Very weird situation.”

The boy darts his eyes around the room curiously, doing his own investigation. He took notice of the large metal plates on the windows. He goes up to it and bangs against it.

“Odd... why would these need to be here?” He whispered to himself. Before you could respond he speaks up again. “It’s 8:00.” He states as he points towards the clock on the wall. “That means we’ve been here for an entire hour…the others should already here, we should probably head back to the main hall.” You just nod as a response.

With that, you and Makoto head into the hallway. You’re both greeted with a vibrant purple color on the walls and on the checkerboarded floor. It was an odd color choice. Makoto seemed to notice this and you both shared a look of distaste. “Who designed these the hallways? Jeez..” You said. This situation was getting stranger and stranger by the second.

You and Makoto headed straight ahead into the purple hall; two open doors caught your eye. That must be the main hall. “I think I found the main hall! This way!” You grab Makoto’s hand and begin to run but unintentionally drag him towards the open doors. “Ah! W-wait hold on!- “ His pleas went in one ear and straight through the other, the boy almost tripped a few times because of you.

By the time you two made it back to the main hall….. everyone was already there.

“Whoa, hey! More new kids?”

Before you could respond again, Makoto speaks up. “Huh? Then you guys are all…?”

“Yeah.. We’re all new here. Todays supposed to be our first day of class.”

“So counting them, that makes sixteen. Seems like a good cut off point, but I wonder if this is everyone...”

You couldn’t tell which voice was coming from who, you could only look as they stared at you and Makoto. Probably because you were just holding his hand like a kid... Anyways... these must be the Ultimate Students that had been hand-picked by the school itself. You thought there’d be way more than this considering it’s a school… maybe we are all in the same class together?

Makoto collected himself before speaking again. “um, how’s it going? My name-“ Before he could finish his sentence, you spoke.

“Hello! I’m Y/N, the Ultimate Hair Stylist!” You spoke up proudly, seemingly a bit too loud for the short haired hazel haired girl and the dark purple haired pigtailed girl as they flinched in response.

“…is Makoto Naegi….uh sorry we’re late. A bunch of stuff happened and then suddenly, we were just…asleep.” He states with a little irritation in his voice. You ignored that.

“Whoa, you too?” The boy with locs responded.

“Things just keep getting curiouser and curiouser…” Followed by the girl with large black drills. Those… seem fake. But you decided not to point it out as it would be indeed rude. “So strange… I declare beyond a shadow of a doubt that this is a strange situation indeed!” The nerd exclaimed.

“uh.. what are you guys talking about? We honestly have no idea what’s going on right now.”

“Just a moment! There’s something else we must address!” A boy with red eyes and dressed very formally spoke, a little loudly might you add. “um.. excuse me?” You and Makoto look towards the boy.

“Makoto! Y/N! Your tardiness is unacceptable! Surely you were aware the meeting was to start at 8 a.m. sharp!” You flinch at his volume. “To be late on your first day is unspeakable! I must report you, and you must accept your due punishment! I don’t know what you two were doing to be late but whatever it must be, it’s not acceptable!”

You were taken aback. What was this guy’s problem?

 You scoffed at him. “Hey! Don’t point at us! We weren’t trying to late!...and what are you trying to insinuate!?” Makoto picked up on this and blushed lightly. “I-I’m sure that’s not what he meant!-“

“Everyone just calm down! Listen, why don’t we all go around and introduce ourselves?” The girl with a red jacket said happily.

“The hell!? Now’s no time for friggin’ introductions!” The boy with a pompadour exclaimed. “Maybe, but it may be good to at least find out who we all are before digging into the bigger problems here. I mean, how are we supposed to talk to each other if we do not know each other’s names?” You silently agreed.

“That’s a good point…” The hazel haired girl agreed as well.

“Okay, so let’s get introductions out of the way, then we can move on to whatever else. Sound good?” Stated the blue haired girl. You can imagine everyone else being just as lost as you.. so, this is a good place to start. You turned to look at Makoto.

“Hey, let’s meet up again after introducing ourselves to the others, okay? I’ll let you do your own thing for now.” You smile at him. He returns your smile. “Alright, that sounds good.” With that, you watch him walk over to the long blue haired girl almost immediately. Does he recognize her or something…?

Anyways you make your way to the first person you see, which just so happens to be that boy who called you and Makoto out on being late…Before you could say anything he starts to speak. “I’m Kiyotaka Ishimaru. I believe in bold simplicity! Let’s work together on our educational crusade! I am the Ultimate Moral Compass!”

Now that you’re closer to him, you should’ve known that he was the Ultimate Moral Compass just by observing his outfit. The white military-style uniform with the tall knee-high black lace-up boots screams strict. The red and bronze medal above his right chest was the cherry on top.

“I see. Nice to meet- “

“But anyway, you can call me Taka. You said your name was Y/N… the Ultimate Hair Stylist, right? What a lovely name and talent! You should thank your parents for giving you such an excellent name and helping you with your talent!”

“…How do you even know if- “

“And to keep that name from losing its value, you must devote yourself every single day...eh.. what are those around your waist?” He eyes your waist apron, containing your hair tools. “oh this? It’s my waist apron.”

“Not that! the tools inside it. Are those… scissors?”

You hesitated a response. “Uh… yes… along with combs, brushes, hair spray and a hair dry-“

“Your scissors…. are upside down!”

You give him a confused look before ultimately looking down towards your waist apron, he was right. The blades of your scissors were pointing right side up. “What…. Oh. They are.” That’s weird... you could’ve sworn you put them in there correctly before you left.

“That is dangerous! You can harm yourself or someone with those! Please fix it immediately!” He loudly spoke. You bite your lip to fight the urge to say something sarcastic, but you knew he was right. So, you decided to just suck it up.

“Right. I’ll fix that. Thanks Taka.” You give him one last small smile before leaving him. First impression of him. He’s really... intense and annoying! But... he seems alright for the most part.

Moving on from him, you spot that girl with the two long dark purple braids, round glasses and typical school uniform with a longer skirt compared to other uniforms. She looks at you but when you share eye contact, she looks away quickly. Probably shy, good thing you’re more of an extrovert than an introvert! This should be easy.

You made your way towards her while also simultaneously fixing your scissors; you took notice of her jittery nature. “Hey there! I’m- “

“I-I know who you are.” She said rather quickly. “Oh yeah! I introduced myself already.”

“T-that’s not what I meant!” She responded with a bit of attitude. “I meant I k-knew who you were beforehand…”

“Oh?... ah that’s right! I forget that I’m popular sometimes.” The girl just scoffs, muttering something under her breath “Yeah right…...”

“Sorry, what was that?”

She looks at you momentarily before breaking eye contact again. “Nothing. Anyways n-not that you’ll remember my n-name but... I’m T-Toko… Toko Fukawa… the Ultimate Writing Prodigy.”

“A writer huh? That’s an interesting ultimate.” Toko scowled at you. “W-what’s that supposed to mean? Do you think my u-ultimate I-Is some sort of joke?” She points at you accusingly.  You put your hands up to your chest defensively. “Eh?! no! That isn’t what I meant at all!”

“L-Liar! You m-must see me as some worthless worm! Y-you think you’re b-better than me?”

You huff irritably. “Again, no! I meant it as a good thing! What the hell?!” Toko narrows her eyes at you before responding shortly after. “Sure w-whatever… I’m used to it anyways. If you’re done m-mentally tormenting me, can you leave now?”

Sheesh, talk about an inferiority complex. Crazy girl.

You sigh tiredly. “Uh... yeah sure. I’ll see you around Toko, okay?” She muttered under her breath, something along the lines of ‘just go already...’ as she occasionally eyed your waist apron with a worrying look on her face. Hope she doesn’t try to stab me with my own tools! Probably should watch out for that.

 You turn to your left to see Makoto and the blue haired girl again, still talking to each other. Man, it’s been like... five minutes at the max! A bit too long for introductions, right? Taka seemed to notice this and scolded them for ‘wasting valuable time with their ridiculous back and forth’. They both looked a little upset, specifically the blue haired girl as she apologizes while walking off elsewhere. You felt a little bad, but he was kind of right... again. Maybe you’ll talk to her later.

As for Makoto, he sighs but ultimately walked off and continues to introduce himself to the other students. Guess that’s your cue to keep going, time is valuable after all.

“Yo! What’s up?”

“Huh?”

Your eyes locked onto an orange haired boy standing in front of you. He had a few piercings on his face along with some rings on his right knuckles and a necklace. His outfit overall wasn’t anything special but it can be recognizable. But what’s with the goatee?.....and that random pin on his jacket—

 Helloo? Anyone thereee?” He looks at you straight in your eyes, you didn’t even notice you were staring for a good few seconds before responding.

“Ah! Sorry. I was just thinking. Anyways, what’s your name?”

“No problem. I’m Leon Kuwata, Ultimate Baseball Star!” He gives you a laid-back smile. “You’re… uh…what’s your name again?” A chuckle escapes your lips. “You’re fine. It’s Y/N L/N, the Ultimate Hair Stylist.”

“Ohh that’s right! Y/N!… sorry about that. Should’ve known your ultimate had to do something with hair, yours looks good.” You blush lightly at the compliment.

“Really? Thanks!.. you don’t look too bad yourself. You don’t really look like a baseball star though… more like a rockstar.” You responded, oblivious to the fact that it sounded backhanded.

“For real?!” He gives you an unreadable look.

“Oh shit…! I didn’t mean it like—"

“Thanks a lot man!”

“What…?” A confused expression spreads on your face. He gives you a puzzled look. “hm? What’s wrong?”

“Well.. I thought I just insulted you... I didn’t expect that reaction.”

He chuckles. “Oh yeah! I guess if I actually liked playing baseball, I probably would’ve taken that as an insult but nope! You’re totally lucky I didn’t.” He joked.

“If you *actually* liked playing baseball? What do you mean?”

His smile drops and he gives you a serious look. “Can I be honest with you for a second? I don’t like baseball. Like, at all. Never gone to a single practice.”

Never gone to practice but is somehow the Ultimate Baseball Star? Amazing.

“and as soon as I got accepted here, I quit baseball for good! I have my own dream for the future!” he clenches his fists in determination. “My only path in life is getting into music! That’s why I really appreciated that comment you made earlier, at least I know I’m on the right track. You feel that star-quality aura I have, right?”

“You do, ha-ha! I understand where you’re coming from, y’know I hoped to be the Ultimate Artist or something when I got older but…life had other plans for me.” A small sigh escaped your lips. “It’s whatever, I do enjoy hair styling too, but drawing is more enjoyable.”

Leon gives you a pat on the shoulder. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out! I like your energy, keep that, okay?”

You form a small smile on your face. “Alright, sure.”

And with that, you leave him and move onto the next student, that being a plus-sized boy with a pair of black, thick- rimmed glasses dressed in a white button-down shirt, orange tie and dark gray trousers.

“Hi there! You are…?”

The boy just stares for a moment. You start to feel a little awkward. This must have what Leon felt like when I was staring… “Err…. Excuse me?” You wave a hand in front of his face; he seemingly snaps back into reality.

“O-Oh! Excuse me Mx L/N! I was just admired by your hair! It’s magnificent!” You blush as a response. With as many compliments you get on your hair, you’d think you’d get used to them, but they still fluster you every time.

“Ah! Thank you- “

“Do you mind if I just…-“He reaches out his hand to touch your hair, you immediately grab his wrist a little tightly. “Eh?!” You look at him directly in the eyes, your eyes screamed ‘angry.’

“Uh uh buddy, do not touch my hair.”

This earned a nervous gulp from him. “R-Right! My apologies… my curiosity got the best of me.” You release his hand with a huff, hoping to get this introduction over with. You just formally met this guy, and he’s already irritated you.

“Anyways... I am Hifumi Yamada, the Ultimate Fanfic Creator! But you can call me by my nickname, “The Alpha and the Omega!” I don’t mind.” You make a mental note to never ever call him that.

“Say… I got to ask… what have you drawn before? I couldn’t help but listen to you talking to Leon about your artistic talent.” Eh?! He was listening to my conversation...? Surely, he could’ve conversed with other people, but he chose to listen into me and Leon’s…creepy.

“You were listening?” You squint your eyes at him, which in return Hifumi stuttered nervously. “N-Not exactly listening per say, but rather I was just nearby and overhead!” sure man.

“Right... well, to answer your question I’m no Picasso, I drew mostly characters I’ve seen on tv. A lot of women really.”

He visibly gets flustered. “Oh yeah?... what kind of women…?” You scowl at him. “Okay! I think we’re done with this introduction!”

“Wait! Hold on! I wanted to ask you for a favor...!” He called out desperately before you walked off.

“Uh… what kind of favor?”

“Well…if you’re able to make anyone look good with your haircuts so you say… is it possible for you to assist me? Seriously? You’ve only been here for a few hours and you’re already getting asked favors, and from HIM of all people!

“No thanks, Hifumi. And for the record, I don’t want to touch you or have your greasy hands near my hair. And I don’t do free cuts, you cheap donkey.” You exclaimed as you walk away from him, hearing a faint ‘feisty!’ from him.

Your eyes drift over to the five other people. Let’s hope they aren’t lunatics too.

You walk up to the dark brown-haired girl with a red collared jacket, white t-shirt, and blue shorts. She seems promising. “Hi there!” She gives you a smile. “Heya! I’m Aoi Asahina, the Ultimate Swimmer! But my friends just call me Hina. ‘Sup?” Hina then follows up with a stumped look. “So uh….(wrong name)? Right? I think I forgot, sorry.”

You chuckle. “Eh, close. It’s Y/N.” Hina crosses her arms embarrassingly. “Damn! I was so close!” She wasn’t but that’s alright.

“Anyways, I know I’m certain you’re the… Ultimate Hair Stylist, right? You should be! Your hair speaks for itself! It’s so pretty!” She gives you a heartwarming smile, she most definitely meant that.

“Aw.. thank you Hina! I like your hair too, very shiny.” Hina’s face flushes at your compliment. “How sweet! I’m sure we’re going to get along just fine. Anyways, it was nice to meet you stylist!”

Stylist? Did she already forget my name?

Anyways, you both say your goodbyes and head over to the short hazel haired girl with a winter school uniform set with a long sleeved dark green jacket, a white shirt with a large Peter Pan collar secured skirt and knee-high black socks with mary janes. One word can only be said about this girl… CUTE!!

The girl’s face flushes before speaking. “Hello, nice to meet you. I’m Chihiro Fujisaki…the Ultimate Programmer…. Your name is Y/N, right?” She looks at you a little nervously, silently hoping she got your name correct.

“The one and only! Nice to meet you, Chihrio. I hope we can get along well!”

“Me too…!” She smiles sweetly at you before momentarily gasping like she realized something. “Ah!..wait.. have we met before?” You give her a confused expression. “I don’t think so... though, I don’t blame you for confusing me for someone else, it’s not like my outfit is the most recognizable.”

Her face seemed to falter at this. “Oh… sorry..”

“Huh? You don’t have to apologize for that.”

“R-right.. good point..”

An awkward silence came in-between us momentarily... until you heard a soft sniffle. Chihiro began to cry. “Hey, so listen… I-I’m really sorry...” She said as she let a few tears slip from her eyes. Did you just unintentionally make this girl cry?

“E-Eh?! Wait why are you upset?” Chihiro wipes her tears. “Just cuz…. you seem upset. You’re mad at me, right?” From an outsider’s perspective, it looked like you were bulling this poor girl! You quickly put your hands up defensively. “No, no not at all! You didn’t do a thing wrong!”

She looks up at you with glossy eyes. “You…you sure?”

“Definitely! There’s no way I can be mad at you!”

That reassured Chihiro. “O-Oh, that’s good...! I was afraid maybe you didn’t like me.”

You chuckle. “I couldn’t be mad at someone as cute as you!”

She blushes at your compliment. “hehe… I’m glad.”

Jeez.. feels like you’re walking on eggshells when talking to her. You should probably watch your tone and attitude when talking to her… you don’t need to be accused of bullying... and you don’t want to make her cry. Again!

Any who… you move on to your next person, who happens to be a girl with long light lavender hair dressed in a dark purple collared blazer jacket with six buttons over a zipped up long-sleeved white blouse and brown tie. She also wore a short black skirt, heeled knee-high black boots and knee-high socks.

If you were being completely honest, this girl looked as if she really didn’t want to be approached. You almost hesitated even going up to her, but ultimately walked up to her anyways. She doesn’t look threatening…what’s the worst that can happen?

“Hi!”

She doesn’t say a word.

“……” 

You try to initiate a conversation. “So….can I ask for your name?” She looks at you with a stoic, essentially an emotionless face before responding. “My name is….Kyoko Kirigiri.”

“…. Yeah?” You wait a few seconds for her to continue talking...only to be met with “… that’s it. That’s the introduction.” Your smile falters.

“…you’re not really talkative, are you?” You lightly laugh, attempting to lighten the tense mood. She only looked at you with the same expressionless look. Uh-oh.

“Eh.. So…. what are you here for?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She questions you.

“I just meant…what your ultimate was. You were scouted by the school, right?”

“….”

“Why should I tell you?”

You flinch at her assertiveness. “I’m just trying to get to know you, Kyoko.”

“My name is enough.” 

You go silent for a few seconds before biting your lip, fighting the urge to say something snarky.

“Right! Well, I’ll see you around then.” You say before leaving her be. You’re not stupid, you can tell when you’re not wanted. Besides, it doesn’t seem like she wants to give any information about herself…what is she hiding?

If she doesn’t want to converse with you, maybe this other girl will! She looked as if she came straight out of a fashion magazine. She wore a black cardigan over a white dress shirt, with both left open to show a little cleavage along with her bra. Followed by her red pleated miniskirt that was cut considerably short, black boots with platform heels and red laces. Her most noticeable accessories were her white and red polka dot tie that hung loosely around her neck and her white bunny and big red and white bow hair clips that rested nicely on her twin strawberry blonde pigtails.

You walk up to her with a smile, thankfully she looked as if she wanted to conversate.

“Hiii gorgeous! I’m Junko Enoshima, the Ultimate Fashionista! Charmed, I’m sure!” Junko gives you that signature smile and peace sign. Despite not recognizing almost all the people here, you can recognize her. I’ve seen that face on many magazines, though… I must admit, she looks a tad bit different in person.

“Hello! uh…!” She notices you squinting your eyes at her, no doubt because of well… you know.

“…what?”

“Nothing! It’s just... you don’t exactly look exact the same as you do on your magazines.”

“Huh…? Oh, are you talking about my cover photos and junk?” She twirls one of her pigtails around her finger. “Ahahah, well of course! Those are totally photoshopped.”

“ah. I figured. Your face looks different!” She gives you a nervous look.

“Come on, don’t act so like that! You’re gonna make me all depressed. It’s totally normal these days to photoshop the crap out of cover photos. It’s still me! It’s not like I’m an imposter or somethin...!”

She crosses her arms. “If you’re surprised by that, you’d be totally blown away by a certain dangerous little diva of ours…they make the eyes and junk super big, tweak the skin so it looks all ceramic and porcelain!”

“Right, sorry. I don’t mean it as a bad thing, you’re still real pretty. Your freckles look cute on you.”

Her face gets really flustered, it’s like she’s never received a compliment ever which is weird cause’ she’s a model. “H-huh? …oh! Thanks!”

“I’m going to meet the rest of the guys, ill see you around Junko.” You give her a smile, she just awkwardly smiles back as you leave her be. You didn’t expect her to be so flustered over a simple compliment, shouldn’t she be getting tons daily?

Anyways! Moving on from her, you see… a tall muscular boy wearing a high-collared black long overcoat with what seems to be a dragon design on the side of it. He also wore a white t-shirt with baggy black bants held up by a belt that had the face of a Komainu. And finally, to top off his entire outfit was his hair, his pompadour. He looked very intimidating but judging others by their looks isn’t right so you’ll take your chances with this guy.

You slowly walk up to him with a slightly nervous smile. “Hi!” He just looks at you, you couldn’t really read his expression all that well, but you can tell he definitely wanted to be anywhere else but here.

“..hello. Name’s Mondo Owada, Ultimate Biker Gang Leader. Nice to fuckin’ meetcha.”

Something tells you he didn’t mean that.

“A biker gang leader? That’s cool.” He just grunts in agreement. “Hell yeah it is.”

….

Damn this was awkward.

Normally you’d be more talkative but... he made you a little nervous. At this point you couldn’t tell if it was because he was a biker gang leader or because he was attractive.

“Nice meeting you, Mondo. I guess I’ll see you again later…?”

He just nods, rubbing the back of his head while avoiding eye contact. You take it that he wasn’t the only one who was nervous. Or a better word might be just awkward. Either way you probably should watch what you say around him. You’re able to stand up for yourself but you aren’t trying to be ten ft underground because of your own mouth.

So... that was nine people so far. Only four more to go.

Your eyes glance over to the tall muscular girl wearing a traditional Japanese school uniform followed by bandages wrapped around her muscular forearms and calves. Wow…never mind watching your mouth around Mondo, what about HER?

Anyways, you walk over to her. Your tongue was tied for a moment, so she thankfully spoke up first.

“I am Sakura Ogami, Ultimate Martial Artist.”

Now that you’re standing in front of her, you can really see how tall she is.. jesus. She’s no giant but compared to you, she might as well be. You aren’t exactly short but you’re not tall either, about average height for someone your age. Is she really a high school student…?

“Hey, you.”

“E-Eh?! Yes?” You snapped to attention without even realizing it. She looks down at you before poking and prodding at your body. This earned a squeal from you when she poked at your sides.

“The hell?! W-what are you doing?”

“Muscular quality and quantity are right around that of an ordinary high school student…” She crosses her arms. “Hmph. What a shame. You’re not at all fit to act as my training partner.”

You huff. “Are you calling me weak...? I’m stronger than you think.” Sakura’s eyebrow perks up in curiosity. “Really? Do you want to arm wrestle then?”

Your confidence falls. “…No, thank you.”

With that, you leave the conversation. I feel bad for the person who becomes her training partner in the future. Your eyes come across a blonde haired, tall, slender boy with glasses wearing a black suit jacket over a white shirt and lapis blue crossover tie. You walked over to him.

Before you could even say anything, he introduces himself first. “Name’s Byakuya Togami, Affluent Progeny.”

“Ah. Nice to meet you too.”

“….”

“So… are-“

“We’re done with introductions, right? Is there a reason to continue this conversation?” He folds his arms. “Go away. I’m sick of looking at you.”

………

You scowl. “Excuse me? Who are you talking to?” He just smirks at this. “You, clearly. Now leave me alone, peasant.”

“You four eyed little monster!” You angrily said. “You’re lucky I can’t use these scissors on you.“ Byakuya just laughed. “Is that supposed to scare me? You can’t lay a single finger on me.”

At this point you really wanted to beat this guy up, but you knew that in this situation it was probably not the best idea.          maybe later. “You know what. I’m done talking to you.” Before he could respond with a sarcastic remark, you quickly left. You don’t have the energy to continue talking to that guy. Perhaps you’ll have better luck with… is that a grown ass man?

The boy didn’t look like an average high schooler… could that be a teacher? Any who. The brown-skinned boy had lovely brown locs and wore three layers of shirts, that being a green male uniform jacket which he wore on his shoulders, the second one being an open button-down white shirt and the last one being a small yellow short-sleeve shirt. As well as a brown haramaki and used a yellow rope as his belt to hold up his large black pants. You’re a little curious to why he chose to wear 3 different shirts at once but whatever.

You also took notice of the stubble on his chin. This guy has to be AT LEAST 25.

He spots you too and happily walks to you. “I’m Yasuhiro Hagakure—Hiro for short, Ultimate Clairvoyant! Take it easy, yeah? I know I will!” He gives you a warm smile. His aura is really…. Calming. He really does seem laid-back.

“Clairvoyant huh? Isn’t that like… fortunetelling stuff?”

“Bingo!” He smiles. “By the way…that’s some nice hair you got.” He puts his hand under his chin. “Let me guess... you’re a hair stylist!”

Your face becomes stoic. Your attire alone makes it heavily obvious. But since you don’t want to be rude to him specifically, you decided to humor him. “I am… how’d you know?”

He laughs cockily. “Your waist apron, duh! There’s like... scissors and stuff poking out of it.” He crosses his arms, smiling at you. “It’s super obvious! Shouldn’t you know that?” He playfully asks.

………seriously?

“Right… forgot about that.” You respond.

“But hey, I like you uh… Y/N! We should grab some brewskis sometime, yeah?”

“Huh? We’re not allowed to drink. We’re in high school.”

“Oh, I’m actually 21. I’ve been held back a few times, see, and...well, it’s a long story.”

“Ah… that explains a lot.” You murmur. “What?” He looks at you confusingly. “Nothing!” You smile at him.

 “Anyways, I’ll see you later Yasuhiro, okay? I’ve got two more people to meet.”

“That’s cool. See ya, Y/N!” He waves you goodbye.

Moving on from him you see a pale girl standing in the corner. She had bright red eyes with two massive black twin drills. She wore a gothic Lolita-style outfit consisting of a white blouse with a long-point collar, a black jacket that includes white ribbon lacing down the sleeves, fastened by a simple white ribbon across her chest to reveal her red tie and a many-tiered skirt with white lace. Along with a white lace bonnet with ribbons on each side of it and knee-high stocking trimmed in ladder lace with a black ribbon on both sides of each. She looked like a porcelain doll.

“Ah… Hello?” The girl said almost uncomfortably.

“Oh! Yes, hi!” You walk closer to her; you were probably looking at her a little too hard….You’ll have to work on that. The girl gives you a small smile, giggling into her hand. “Staring is quite rude, you know.”

This earned a blush forming on your cheeks. “Yeah.. sorry! I didn’t mean to look at you for so long.”

“No worries dear, I’m used to it. Anyways I do not think we have been formally introduced yet. I am Celestia Ludenburg, Ultimate Gambler.”

“Celestia?”

“Mhm. But if you don’t mind, I would prefer for you to call me Celeste.”

“I’ve never heard anyone with a name like yours, it suits you.” You compliment her. Celeste folds her hands together and smiles at you. “Why thank you, dear. I find your name quite passable for you.”

Passable..? Is that supposed to be a compliment?

“.. Thank you. By the way.. could I ask you something?” She nods. “Of course. What would you like to know?”

“Are…. Your drills clip-ons?” Celeste just stares at you for a moment before giggling again. “Heh-heh. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I think we are done with our lovely introduction. I will see you, okay?”

“Right, sorry. I’ll see you another time, Celeste.” She nods as you leave her.

She acts polite but also forceful at the same time. I don’t think she wants to say any more about her hair…..but those are definitely clip-ons. You of all people would know, you’re a hair stylist after all.

Anyways, that was 16 students you just met, right? If you’re not mistaken that should be everyone…wait.. you’re forgetting someone!.. It’s—

“Hello?”

It’s that blue haired girl again. You didn’t get a chance to properly meet her yet cause’ of Makoto. Speaking of Makoto where’d he go? You’ll have to look for him later. For now, you go up to the girl.

“Hello! We haven’t formally met yet, right?”

“No! I saw you earlier but... I didn’t have the chance to talk to you yet.” She gives you a small smile. “I’m Sayaka Maizono, Ultimate Pop Sensation! And you are…?”

“Y/N L/N, Ultimate Hair Stylist.”

Sayaka giggles embarrassingly. “Of course! Sorry he-he. By the way… how do you know Makoto?” She looks at you curiously. “Do you know each other from school?….”

“Makoto? I just met him at the entrance a few hours ago. I guess he’s my friend! Why?”

“Ah. well just curious. You two were holding hands when you first got here, right?”

What Is she insinuating…?

“Oh! That? I more-so dragging him. I wouldn’t say holding hands…at least not like that.”

Sayaka rests her cheek on her knuckles. “Oh! I see. Thanks!” She gives you a small smile as you return it. That was a little weird but whatever, not important right now.

And finally with that, all the introductions are done. You’re not going to lie, even though they are all ultimate’s.. they certainly aren’t your ideal versions of their talents. After leaving her you spotted Makoto talking to Celeste. Like my interaction with her you assumed he most likely annoyed her too, so she shoo’ed him off.

“Hey! Makoto! Over here!” You wave for him to come here, which he does. “Hey Y/N.”

“How’d it go?” He nervously scratches his cheek. “well.. I don’t think Celeste is too fond of me right now.”

“no no, I meant overall.”

“Oh. It went okay. They are….something.” This earned a chuckle from you. “Agreed.”

“Okay, time to get down to business.” Byakuya exclaimed, folding his arms with a serious expression on his face. “This is no time to stand around making friends like a bunch of dull-eyed baboons.” He says as he eyed you.

“Oh, that’s true.” Makoto agreed. “I think someone said something about a bigger problem or something What was that about?”

“Yeah, what gives?” You asked.

Sayaka frowned. “Well, you see…Makoto, Y/N, you both said a bunch of stuff happened and then you were “just asleep,” right? Well...the same is true for all of us.”

What the hell? This is getting even more weird.

“What? Seriously?” Both me and Makoto exclaimed.

 “Just after each of us got to the main hall, we lost consciousness.” Leon stated as he rubbed his head. “And when we come to, we were somewhere he in the school! That’s what happened to you, right?”

“B-but that’s just… weird! That every one of us would get knocked out like that…” Makoto exclaimed.

“Exactly! That’s why we’re all freakin’ out!” Mondo yelled.

Okay seriously... what is going on?

“And that’s not the only thing. You saw where all the windows in the classes and hallways were, right? But instead of normal glass windows, it was a bunch of big metal plates! What’s that about!?” Taka stated.

“Yeah… that was freaky. If all the windows in the school are like that then…. what’s it for?” You asked.

“Yeah, what the hell? Plus, all my stuff’s missing! Even my cellphone…” Junko stated anxiously.

Chihiro followed up in agreement. “That’s right, I haven’t seen my PDA anywhere, either…”

“And then there’s the main hall here. The front exist is completely blocked by some giant metal hatch.” Taka worriedly expressed. “But there wasn’t anything like that when I first got here…!” He clenches his fist in anger. “What the heck?! What’s it doing there?!”

“Maybe we got caught up in some kinda, like, you know…crime or something?” Junko stated.

“Wha…like a kidnapping? If that’s true what do they want with us?!” You anxiously asked.

“You think maybe someone grabbed us and hauled us off and we’re not actually at school?” Leon worriedly asked. His face was almost as white as a sheet.

“Come on, don’t think like that. Cheer up!” Yasuhiro optimistically exclaims. “I bet this is all just part of the school’s orientation procedure.”

“Really…? This seems a bit excessive for an orientation.” You say worriedly. You’re starting to think this guy has zero survival instincts if that’s what he thinks.

He laughs. “Yeah! I’m sure that’s it! So I’m just gonna take it easy for a little bit.”

“Oh…So you think they wanted to do something to surprise us?” Chihiro let out a sigh of relief.

“Huh. Well if that’s all it is, it’s nap time for me.” Leon said tiredly. “I was up way too late last night, so I could use a little shuteye.”

You could feel the tension lowering. But, you still didn’t feel safe. It was only a matter of time before—

*Ding dong, bing bong*

….IT happened.

I hope you enjoyed! Feedback is always welcome. I already have a portion done of the second half of the prologue.

I'm also on AO3 + Wattpad!

[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!! ♡

[nabateaprodigy]

I'm Now Taking Requests for Danganronpa!

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

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

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

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

Makoto Naegi

Sayaka Maizono

Leon Kuwata

Kyoko Kirigiri

Byakuya Togami

Hifumi Yamada

Mondo Owada

Toko Kukawa/Genocide Jack

Celestia Ludenberg

Aoi Asahina

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Sakura Ogami

Yasuhiro Hagakure

Junko Enoshima

Chihiro Fujisaki

Mukuro Ikusaba

Hajime Hinata

Akane Owari

The Ultimate Imposter

Chiaki Nanami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Hiyoko Saionji

Ibuki Mioda

Kazuichi Soda

Mahiru Koizumi

Mikan Tsumiki

Nagito Komaeda

Nekomaru Nidai

Peko Pekoyama

Sonia Nevermind

Teruteru Hanamura

Izuru Kamukura

Shuichi Saihara

Korekiyo Shinguji

Angie Yonaga

Kirumi Tojo

Kokichi Oma

Tsumugi Shirogane

Keebo

Tenko Chabashira

Kaede Akamatsu

Kaito Momota

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Rantaro Amami

Himiko Yumeno

Gonta Gokuhara

Miu Iruma

[lookingforyn]

Rules/Masterlist

I write Danganronpa fanfics I do headcannons and oneshots

What I write: fluff, smut, hurt/comfort, angst and alphabet lists. Don’t be afraid to send requests and to get into detail of what you want me to write. 🤍

DNI: Basic dni list like racism, pedo stuff etc. I do write NSFW but please no scat, SA of any kind, anything we’re someone is unconscious (including sleeping) ANYTHING like incest or involving animals (yuck) and DDLG. All characters are 18 and up when I write NSFW. I will write about trauma, abuse, sh etc but I will not go into heavy detail and will always put trigger warnings up top before I do.

Masterlist

characters I will write are listed

Fluff = fl

Smut = sm

Hurt/Comfort = h/c

Angst = ag

Alphabet list = al

Headcannon = hd

Oneshot = os

Trigger Happy Havoc Boys

•Makoto Naegi

-Reader with a mean face (SFW hd fl)

-Male reader with a huge crush (SFW hd fl h/c)

-Ultimate farmer gifting them a cheese wheel (SFW hd fl)

-Girlfriend who is attractive and tall (SFW hd fluff)

-Girlfriend who is oblivious to people hitting on her (SFW hd fl)

•Byakuya Togami

-Nothing yet

•Kiyotaka Ishimaru

-Ultimate farmer gifting them a cheese wheel (SFW hd fl)

•Leon Kuwata

-Nothing yet

•Mondo Owada

-Ultimate farmer gifting them a cheese wheel (SFW hd fl)

•Yasuhiro Hagakure

-Nothing yet

Trigger Happy Havoc Girls

•Kyoko Kirigiri

-Nothing yet

•Aoi Asahina

-Nothing yet

•Celestia Ludenberg

-Reader who is the ultimate puppy (SFW hd fl h/c)

-Ultimate puppy pt 2 (SFW os ag h/c)

•Sayaka Maizono

-Nothing yet

•Sakura Ogami

-Nothing yet

•Toko Fukawa

-Nothing yet

•Genocide Jack

-Nothing yet

Goodbye Despair Boys

•Hajime Hinata

-Reader with a mean face (SFW hd fl)

•Nagito Komaeda

-Nothing yet

•Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

-Nothing yet

•Gundham Tanaka

-Nothing yet

•Nekomaru Nidai

-Nothing yet

•Kazuichi Soda

-Nothing yet

Goodbye Despair Girls

•Chiaki Nanami

-Nothing yet

•Sonia Nevermind

-Nothing yet

•Peko Pekoyama

-Nothing yet

•Hiyoko Saionji (I will not write NSFW)

-Nothing yet

•Mikan Tsumiki

-Nothing yet

•Mahiru Koizumi

-Nothing yet

•Ibuki Mioda

-Nothing yet

•Akane Owari

-Nothing yet

Killing Harmony Boys

•Shuichi Saihara

-Reader with a mean face (SFW hd fl)

•Kokichi Oma

-Boyfriend kokichi being clingy (SFW hd fluff)

-Girlfriend who is attractive and tall (SFW hd fluff)

•Kaito Momota

-Reader who already has a prom date (SFW os fl h/c)

•Gonta Gokuhara (I will not write NSFW)

-Nothing yet

•Korekiyo Shinguji

-Nothing yet

•Ryoma Hoshi

-Nothing yet

•Rantaro Amami

-Reader who already has a prom date (SFW os fl h/c)

Killing Harmony Girls

•Kaede Akamatsu

-Nothing yet

•Angie Yonaga (I will not write NSFW)

-Nothing yet

•Maki Harukawa

-Nothing yet

•Miu Iruma

-Nothing yet

•Tenko Chabashira

-Nothing yet