#mondo x you

[il0vewomenz]

𝙎𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙖, 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙤, 𝙆𝙖𝙚𝙙𝙚, 𝙆𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙞𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙎/𝙊 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙖 𝘽𝙤𝙠𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!

Bokodere — character who lashes out with their fists when they get embarrassed from their love interest in order to hide their shyness and feelings of love. They go into fight-or-flight mode when flustered despite not really wanting to hurt their love interest. After some time as they get more used to being affectionate with their love interest they will feel less flustered and will gain control over their aggressive impulses.

TW: Very OOC.

SAYAKA:

When Sayaka first met you, she thought you were just really shy, and she found it adorable! While introducing herself, she playfully teased you.

Your face turned red, and you accidentally punched her in the face so hard that she fell backwards. "Ah!" She let out a small squeak. She looked up at you and asked, "Um... I'm sorry, did something I say upset you?" Sayaka's voice was soft and gentle. You covered your face in shame and embarrassment. "N-no! I'm so sorry, I don't know why I did that! What's wrong with me..!" You said, feeling incredibly ashamed.

Sayaka lowered her head, her face hidden in shadow. It made you feel even worse, but suddenly she lifted her head with a smile on her face. "It's okay, Y/N, don't worry about it!" You helped her up and asked, "Uh... Are you okay? I punched you pretty hard..." Sayaka chuckled slightly and replied, "Yeah... It hurts a little..." In reality, it hurt a lot, but she didn't want you to feel bad or for you to use your fists on her again.

She had a strong intuition that you didn't have any malicious intentions when you punched her, and she had a knack for reading people. As you spent more time with her, you slowly became more comfortable around her. And when the two of you started dating, you stopped getting so embarrassed over simple affection. Well... You still got embarrassed, but instead of taking it out on Sayaka with your fists, you learned how to control yourself with a little help from her!

MONDO:

Mondo always gets nervous around girls he likes, so it wasn't surprising that he acted that way around you. Most girls tend to get scared off by his loud behavior, but you were different. You got easily embarrassed around him. So, could it be said that both of you are nervous around each other?

Well, yeah. The only difference is that he doesn't hit the girls he likes. "What was that for!?" Mondo asks, his tone rising. "I-I'm so sorry! I couldn't control myself, it was a reflex!" Now Mondo wasn't sure what upset him more - the fact that the girl he likes punched him or that it actually hurt.

Mondo has a severe complex about appearing weak, so the fact that a girl hitting him hurt made him feel weak. "W-why aren't you saying anything... I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to!" You apologize once more. "Don't worry about it! I didn't even feel it!" He says, trying to convince himself more than you. "Really?" You ask, confusion evident on your face. Normally, people would admit it hurt a lot. Your doubt made him slightly more frustrated, but he managed to hide it well. "Hell yeah, it didn't!"

Sorry if you wanted a gender natural reader for Mondo but it was way easier for me to write a female reader when it comes to Mondo!

KAEDE:

When Kaede first saw you, she couldn't help but call you cute because of your adorable appearance. Little did she know, that was a big mistake. It made you feel so embarrassed that you reacted impulsively and ended up punching her.

"W-what was that for?" she asks, clearly confused. "Oh my goodness... I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm really sorry, it's just a reflex for me when I get embarrassed. I don't know how to handle it, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you, I apologize!"

You blurt out your words in a rush, feeling remorseful. "I-it's okay..." Kaede says, a small bead of sweat forming on her cheek. "One apology is enough..." She says, trying to smile nervously.

Just like you, Kaede can be impulsive at times, but she's trying her best to be patient with you, hoping that you'll do the same and learn to control yourself around her. And if you do, that would be great!

But even she can lose her cool sometimes, especially if you continue to react the same way even when you're dating. "Y/N, please stop hitting me!" she exclaims. She holds your hands in hers and looks into your eyes. "Please, just calm down!"

KOKICHI:

He would quickly notice how easily flustered you get around him and would take advantage of it by teasing you. When you hit him, his mischievous expression lingers for a few seconds before he dramatically bursts into crocodile tears.

"WAHHHH!! H-how could you hurt me like this!? I was just trying to be friends with you!" Your lips tremble slightly as the blush remains on your face. You try to think of something to say to diffuse the situation, but before you can, he laughs.

"Nee-heehee! Just kidding! You're obviously too weak to hurt me!" That was a lie.

Kokichi continues to tease you, testing your limits. Sometimes it's hard to keep up the facade of being unfazed when he pushes too far. One time, he couldn't hide the pain when you kicked him in his crotch. He fell to the floor, clutching himself. "Agh..! I shouldn't have told them to be rougher!" he thought.

Over time, you start to get used to his teasing, which sometimes annoys him. He doesn't like it when you don't react the way he expects or stop paying attention to him. That's just boring!

MIU:

Miu is Miu, no doubt about it. It's no wonder you feel embarrassed when you're around her. She's always making those sex jokes and whatnot. So, in a fit of embarrassment, you lash out and smack her in the face.

"What the hell!?" Miu exclaims. "What's your problem!?" She asks, caught off guard and feeling defenseless. "I'm sorry, Miu!" You apologize. "Sorry? Are you apologizing for hitting me or for your lack of chest size!?" She bluntly questions. Your face turns even redder as you struggle to find the right words. "Oh, what's the matter? You seemed pretty confident when you smacked me right in the face!" She reminds you. "Listen, Miu... I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to!" Miu scoffs. "Just don't fuckin' ever do it again!"

This one is very short but I didn't have an idea how to continue this.

[frickingnerd]

poly relationship with mondo & taka

pairing: mondo owada x gn!reader x kiyotaka ishimaru

tags: polyamorous relationship, wholesome fluff

mondo and kiyotaka both want to be the one making the first move and ask you out, yet they are both too oblivious to notice your feelings for them at first

at first, mondo and kiyotaka simply bond over their crush on you, before eventually realizing they have feelings for each other too

shortly after, the three of you start dating, after mondo was the one who finally asked you out!

there isn't any jealousy between the two boys, but there is one problem; both want to be ‘the man’ in the relationship, yet have to share this spot with each other

they both want to be gentlemen and treat you right, but they can't both pay for dates, hold the door open for you and such. they have to switch between who gets to pay, who gets to carry your bag and so on

while they aren't jealous of each other, mondo gets scary jealous whenever another guy flirts with you! taka will simply pout and glare at him, but mondo is ready to beat up guys if they're being disrespectful!

both mondo and taka get easily flustered, so they prefer to take small steps in a relationship! they get flustered holding your hand or kissing you, so they can't even imagine themselves doing anything more than that–!

when it comes to dates, taka likes study dates, as he wants the two of you to keep up during school, but he also wants to spend time with you!

meanwhile mondo likes to take the two of you for rides on his motorcycle. but with three people on a single motorbike, it can get quite chaotic and dangerous, leading to taka scolding mondo for reckless driving and road safety!

[thelaughtercafe]

Leon, Gundham, Kazuichi, Kiyotaka and Mondo finding out you're ticklish

Tea Type: Rose Boba

Potential Triggers: N/A

Pairing: Leon/F! Reader, Gundham/F! Reader, Kazuichi/F! Reader, Taka/F! Reader, Mondo/F! Reader

Length: 1k+

Summary: N/A

Leon Kuwata:

He’d find out while nudging you or something; I headcanon Leon as pretty affectionate and touchy-feely so I could definitely see him hugging you from behind and accidentally getting your waist or hips. 

He just likes to hear you laugh honestly! Simple as that for him. It’s a bonus if you don’t mind or even enjoy it lol.

He teases very casually and loves the way it flusters you.

“Man, how the Hell did I not know this earlier? Now I’ve got so much missed time to make up on! You better help me out, okay?”

“Aw you’re so much more ticklish than I thought you’d be! Fuck, why is that so cute?”

I also feel like he absolutely uses his goatee and mouth to tickle. I dunno why, maybe it’s cause of all the piercings?

Either way, I totally see him nuzzling your neck at all the wrong times like a jackass and when you whirl to glare at him he steals a kiss as he spiders his fingers up your side. 

“I could be a lot meaner if i wanted to. cutie- maybe you should be thankful I’m so kind hm?” 

Then he’s off like a shot, as if he didn’t just put you in a mood.

Rough boy who doesn’t mean to be rough when he tickles

It just comes naturally from his strength

Just ask him to lighten his touch up or say it hurts and he’ll quickly lighten up a bit with a sheepish expression.

Gundham Tanaka:

Honestly? I think the Dark Devas of Destruction helped out the poor guy cause there was no way he’d make the first move otherwise. 

ABSOLUTE. FUCKING. BABY.

Oh, he plays it off with his lingo, but he’s bright red and barely managing not to hide behind his scarf. 

Is this it? The opportunity to finally initiate physical contact with his fellow royal of Hell?

He decides to take the chance.

He hears your laugh as one of the Devas cuddles along your neck or scurries under your shirt playfully and comments on it. 

“Ah, so this is the spell you mean to cast, is it? Well, I cannot let your efforts go unaided! Allow me to assist you in this humorous endeavor!” 

Begin wrecking.

Surprisingly strong. This isn’t talked about enough imo but man went up against Nekomaru in a metal body and beat him. 

He could pin you with ease to wreck you, is what I’m saying. 

But contrary to that strength, Gundham is a gentle ler. But it’s a varied gentleness.

So, he’ll always keep his touch light and feathery but occasionally use his nails to scribble at your ribs or dig into your sides. 

Kazuichi Souda:

Little gremlin. Only one on this list who finds out from intentionally initiating. Guys a playful ler through and through.

It’s one of his go to methods for bonding actually. …Even if Fuyuhiko decked him in the face when he tried, and Nagito’s luck had him go face first into a tree. 

Worth it. 

But with you, he tries and is happily surprised. Success! Without him being injured for once! Huzzah! 

Such a teasy jerk oh my God. Goes with the classics.

“Coochie coochie coo! Aw, it can’t be that bad, can it? Too bad! I don’t feel like stopping just yet!”

Of course, if you’re genuinely begging. he’ll stop; he’s not a monster. 

Hope you like being tickled cause boy is he gonna be a damn pest about it. 

The whole class knows and offers their condolences since they’ve been his victims, attempted or successful before.

Getting this out of the way and my system right off the bat. 

Tickle machines to your specific preferences because he’s the Ultimate Mechanic. 

That is all.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru:

I think Taka finds out totally by accident. He’s probably helping you study for an upcoming test and moves to see the page only to brush over your side. 

You flinch, gasp or otherwise let him know he just did something and he frowns in concern. 

“You okay? Why’d you jump like that? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

Worried he was over rough in his excitement to see your notes, he lifts your shirt despite your protest and runs his fingers over the area. 

When you abruptly burst into laughter at his prodding he relaxes and grins. 

“Why didn’t you just tell me you were ticklish? That’s nothing to be ashamed of, and I’ll prove it to you!” 

He gently tugs you over to the bed and straddles your waist. 

The type to spout off facts completely unironically but it comes off totally teasy and makes everything tickle more.

“See, if I straddle you like this I can attack both your upper and lower body at once! Aren’t such tactics fascinating?” 

He demonstrated by squeezing your knee and scribbling along your tummy, shouting over your laughter.

Mondo Owada:

He’ll likely find out when he playfully picks you up. You guys are meeting up to hang out and he surprises you by picking you up from behind under your arm. 

Gets confused when you start laughing and squirming so he doesn’t put you down till you say it tickles- then he finally does. 

“Aw geez, that’s all it was? I thought you were having a seizure on me for a second there. You must be really ticklish for just me picking you up to getcha huh?”

Most don’t expect Mondo to be a big tickler because of his tough exterior but you know better so you smile nervously and are already backing away before bolting. 

You don’t make it very far before he’s tackling you to the ground and digging into your hipbones. 

Absolutely uses it under the guise of “endurance training”. 

“C'mon I know you can take more than this! We gotta beat your score from last time! I know you can last longer than 10 minutes!!” 

The type of ler to go for a death spot immediately and make you scream. 

Likes to use his strength for something so fun honestly. 

If you try to get him back in front of his friends in the biker gang? He’ll either get flustered or he’ll smirk and wreck you right there. 

No in-between. 

“Well, you were gonna fuckin’ try and get me in front of my boys-only fair if I do the same, right?"

[aritsukemo]

Hello! I hope you're having a nice day!^^

I wondered if i could request a fluff Mondo Oowada x Fem!Reader fanfic (possibly the reader being a short, chubby introverted girl, his opposite pratically) where the two finds an injuried stray cat while doing a walk in a rainy day taking care of it as they can? Maybe at her place being the closest? (reader lives alone).

Possibly the two aren't in a relationship yet but they clearly likes each other confessing in a good moment?

My apologies if this is too much 😭

Kitten Love | Mondo Owada

Mondo Owada x Fem Chubby Reader ( @merykitten )

Warnings: Both Mondo and Reader are stupidly in love with each other but have no idea their feelings are reciprocated. Lots of stammering and stuttering ( especially towards the end ). Possibly poor depictions of pet care ahead! The pronouns used for the kitten ( he/him ) are used as an umbrella term! Reader is implied to a short, chubby female and is mention accordingly as such! And of course, mentions of blood up ahead! You have been warned!

A/N: It's finally done! After a literal month ( and some weeks ) of sitting in my drafts, I finally put on my big girl pants and finished this request! I'm sorry you had to wait so long dear and I hope you like this despite me having zero knowledge of anything revolving cats and how to take care of them! :D

The doors of Hope's Peak Academy opened at the chime of the bell. At last, the day was over. You're able to go home and relax, cook a nice, hot meal, and possibly watch an episode or two of an old childhood classic you enjoy.

Alas, the sky wasn't filled with sunshine and rainbows like you would've hoped it would after a long day like today. It was quite the opposite, in fact, and you couldn't even see the sky as it was covered by thick, dark greyish clouds which angrily shed it's frustrations out on the world by drowning it with chilling rain.

And, of course, you just had to believe the weatherman that morning and decide not to bring your umbrella..

With a sigh heaving from your chest, you shake your head, and in the process, shake away the discomforting thought of how gross your clothes are about to feel against your skin for the next thirty minutes or so. You then straighten up, gripping onto your bag hanging against your hip and take your first step outside..

..But when you do, your shoe isn't immediately drowned in water like you thought it would. Furthermore, a large shadow casts itself over you as if it were some guardian angel shielding you from the despicable rain.

Comes to find out, you weren't too far off from your intial assumption. As you peer up to glance at your savior, your eyes laid on the angel that you had the pleasure to call your close friend, Mondo Owada.

"Don't tell me you were about to walk home in the rain," He said, voice gruff as always, but unusually soft-sounding for someone with the terrifying title as the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader. It was a voice reserved only for a very select few people, you included thankfully. After all, you love the way his voice sounds when he's being gentle with someone, especially you.

As of late, it seems you've noticed that you like a lot of things about him.

"The thought crossed my mind," You said, a smile rounding on your plump face, "But it seems that now I won't have to..right?"

"Obviously," He said with a small roll of his eyes, "I'd be a piece a' shit if I let you walk home by yourself, especially in this weather."

"Well, it's not that big of a deal. I walk home everyday and there usually aren't any incidents that occur when I do even when it rains," You hadn't even noticed it, but the two of you had already made it down the street and were waiting to walk across the crosswalk. It wasn't the first time this has happened, and yet, it still surprises you how you seem to completely let go of everything—even your sense of surrounding—when you were with him. It was as if Mondo was the world itself.

It sounds cheesy to admit even in your head, but you've come to realize that, maybe, you've started to see Mondo as your entire world. Or at the very least, the sun that brightens it everyday.

"Still, it's too damn dangerous for a woman to walk home by herself. What if something happens?" He asked.

"Well, I'd probably call you for help," You answered, partially thinking aloud which you realized a fraction of a second too late.

"I- I'm sorry," You spit out quickly, facing beginning to burn despite the cool air surrounding every corner the two of you turn into, "That was..! I- I shouldn't rely on you so much.."

"Nah, it's fine!" He yells and you cringe, your hand coming up to cup over your poor ear. Mondo, who was already pink in the face and now turning red like a cherry, clears his throat, thankfully going back to that gentle tone you're more fond of as he stammers out, "My bad.. 'Didn't mean to- I wasn't trying to.."

"It's okay," You reassure him with a pained smile, and yet, your hand still remained cupped safely over your ear, just in case, "I know you didn't mean to—" "Sccxx..!"

You both pause, your sentence getting cut short by a sudden, loud clang followed by a sharp hiss. You turn your head, gaze landing on the darkness that shrouded the alleyway the two of you stopped besides which produced an ominous vibe along with the discomforting silence that followed so quickly—too quickly—after that noise just now.

Your heart raced as you stared on only for it to then freeze over entirely as you felt the familiar, rugged touch of Mondo's fingers wrapping around your arm as his other hand gently brushed against yours and smoothly slid the umbrella handle into your palm.

"Stay," Was the silent command he told you as he left the safety and dryness that the umbrella provided, having to go through the trouble of lowering his head to pass under the curved edge of the umbrella due to the drastic height difference between you two. You found the sight as silly as you found it embarrassing.

You watched on, surrounded by the loud background noise of the rain pattering violently against the street's pavement and the wet sploshing of Mondo's loafers stepping in puddles as he walked forward.

He paused just before he was swallowed whole by the shadows, looking around as if he had night vision and could see everything in the darkness..

"Do you see anything?" You asked, taking a step into the alleyway when he shakes his head no. You make small, but quick strides over to him. The back of your feet lifting as you stand on your tippy-toes and stretch your arm up as far as you could, a satisfied smile forming on your face when you successfully manage to get him under the umbrella.

You quickly decided that the dull pain shooting up your leg from your feet was just a small price to pay to save Mondo from looking like a drooping, sad puppy dog.

You take the time to glance around the alley yourself, and as he said, there was no one there. Your gaze then falls on Mondo before glancing down at your feet, your mouth moving to say, "Maybe the wind blew something down," as your eyes lingered on the tipped over trashcan at your feet.

"Probably," Mondo grumbles out, but just as he begins to turn back to you, his eyes suddenly dart past you and before you even get the chance to question why, he starts shouting.

"Duck!" And on his command, you immediately bow your head, not expecting him to crash into you immediately after.

The force of his body colliding into yours has you stumbling back into the brick wall. Thankfully, your clothes prevented the rough action from cutting your skin open albeit it still knocked the majority of the air in your chest out which caused the choked gasp you let out.

Your mouth falls open, quickly sucking in as much air as you can to make up for the oxygen lost. It takes a moment, but you eventually succeed in your goal..only for your heart to nearly stop working when you realize the most damming thing; this entire time, you've been face first in Mondo's chest.

You've never been this close to him before but gods do you wish that would change. Unlike what one may believe, Mondo smells nice. Not like cigarettes or blood or drugs. In fact, he smells like a respectable gentleman, like cologne and nature..

It'd probably feel glorious to lay against his chest while enjoying a good show, nap in a field, or do anything really.

Alas, your daydream was cut short quicker than you would've liked it to. As the threat ceased, so did Mondo's warmth against your body. Either that or it was simply that he realized that he was pratically crushing you. You assume that it's a mixture of both. Regardless, you find your chest bottoming out like a deptless pit at the almost painful feeling of the cold creeping in and removing every follicle of warmth his body heat produced against yours. You find yourself struggling as you fight every urge to simply drag him back and keep him against you until the sun shows it's face again.

"M- My bad! I didn't mean to be so rough, I—!" He said, his yelling coming back with a vengence. This time though, he catches himself mid-sentence and forces himself to relax.

"..Did I hurt you?" He asks, and you immediately shake your head and reply, "No, I'm just fine. But more importantly, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Something jumped out that trashcan just now, but I kicked the fucker away somewhere," He explained and you found yourself nodding along until your ears picked up a small cry for help—the pitiful mew you heard—towards the opening of the alleyway.

You turn your head, eyes widening at the sad sight you were met with. A small kitten laid on it's side, the gash on it's tummy laid visible and red, seeping it's color all over it's white fur—though, you can barely tell it's fur color due to all the brown and black dirt spots covering it's body. It's ears laid flat on it's head, the left one in particular seemingly sliced to the point the bloody top half hung at a slant. All while the rain mercilessly showered the poor thing in freezing rain.

And, of course, you wasted no time in gently pushing Mondo aside and stepping over his now damaged umbrella—that you plan to pay him back for at a later date—to jog over to where the small kitten laid.

"Hey! What's.." Mondo trails off, his hand—which he reached out in your direction as soon as you left him—slowly lowering as he watched you kneel down. Both of your knees dipped in a puddle you took little mind of as you reached your hands out to the kitten that he's just now taking note of.

It was only then that everything clicked. The strange noise, the kicked over trashcan, the feeble attack.. It was all caused by that tiny little ruffian that he put full force into kicking away..

"Poor thing.." You mumbled, voice cracking from just how soft you said your words. Mondo has to fight away the thoughts that surfaced when he heard that. The fantasy of having you call him something—anything—in such a pillowy tone all the while he pretended that he wasn't literally going weak in the knees because of that fantasy. A hard task in hindsight, but he managed regardless, walking up to you without so much as stumble.

"Shit.." He said under his breath as he saw the kitten up close, specifically how grotesque the injuries were, "I didn't mean to do that.. I- I mean if I knew it was just some cat I wouldn't of—"

"It's okay. I get what you mean," You reassured, looking over to shoot him a knowing smile and turning a way a bit too quickly to notice the growing blush that forms on the male's face as you continue looking over the kitten's state.

"A lot of these wounds seem to have been caused before you kicked it, so please don't blame yourself for something you didn't cause," You said after a moment.

"Yeah.. I'll- I'll try not to," He stammered out before his face scrunches out of your view, immeidately cringing at himself for how dumb he sounded just now.

"..Anyways, what are you going to do?" He asked.

"Nurse it back to heath. It's wounds are serious and it seems like a stray.. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I left it here," You answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Of course you'd say something like that. You were always kind—thoughtful—and even when it inconvienced you, you always went out of your way to help everything and everyone around you. You were like a breath of fresh air in a sense. After all the fighting and bloodshed being the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader entails, you were refreshing to hang around which is probably why he's always finding ways and situations to do just that.

Or at least, that's what he told himself.

Mondo watches as you curl your fingers around the kitten's backside, his heart clenching in on itself as he watches the way it weakily swats at you with its paw—which he notices has damaged, uneven nails sprouting at this tips of it.

As you lift the kitten into your arms, its panic seems to spike and makes if go on the offensive, spurring it to let out a shrill cry an aggressively swat at you, managing to successfully knick your skin with its claws. You wince, both at the initial feeling of it's knives-for-hands cutting your skin open and the stinging of the rain water hitting the fresh wound. Mondo's eyes widen, going to reach for your hand before he can even process what he's doing.

"Shit! Are you alright?" He asks urgently. You nod, and as painful as it was to do so, avoided his touch by standing up.

"It's just a scratch. I'll patch it up when I get home," You told him before your gaze drifted back to the kitten, who was still squirming in your grasp. Up close, the kitten looked even worse. Its fur was unkempt, it's face and body littered in tiny cuts that had begun to turn concerning colors, and of course, the big gash on it's tummy that's oozing blood and staining your uniform jacket.

You almost bring yourself to tears imagining what the little thing must've been through to earn such injuries.

"I have some medical supplies at home," You say, "It's not the best thing in the world, but it'll help the little guy at least a little.." You look back, "Let's get going."

Mondo nods, "Yeah, alright," And he stands to his feet and trails after you, his broken umbrella ultimately forgotten by the both of you and left in the dingy alleyway..

The walk home wasn't a very long one, and yet, you still found yourself having an entire ocean in your shoes regardless. Moreoever, after a very uncomfortable and slippery walk up three or four flights of stairs, you were finally staring at the familiar numbers on your apartment's front door.

You wasted no time shifting the kitten, but you made sure to be as gentle as ever in doing so. Your hand, now free, reaches inside your blazer pocket, frantically fishing for your keys when, at last, your fingertips graze against the familiar metalic shape. You hook your finger into the ring and yank it out quickly—breathing out a small curse when they nearly slip from your grasp because of the water that sticks to your fingers.

After that near heart attack, you finally get a good enough grip on your keys to insert the one needed into the keyhole. You twist it until you hear a sharp click and then move to twist the knob, going about taking your key out before finally opening the door..

As the door swings open, you're hit with your earlier mistake; leaving the A/C on. A gust of cool winds slams into you like a truck, feeling like pure icebergs against your soaked body. Your guest must've felt the same, surely, but as you look down and back, it only seems that your little kitten friend seems to be the only one affected. In fact, the cool air seems to get to him so badly that it puts its earlier grudge aside entirely and curls impossibly closer to you.

Despite both of your bodies wanting otherwise, you stepped inside your hom. Your teeth clattered in your mouth and the first thing you did after entering is dart to your thermostat and turn it up ten or twenty degress higher. You then found yourself sighing upon the realization that it'll take at least thirty minutes or so for your apartment to heat up which meant thirty minutes of trying not to turn into a human icicle. Great.

"I- I'll..phoosh— Give me a second, I'll freeze to death at this rate," And you hurriedly hand off the tiny kitten to the large man, turning on your heel and practically sprinting down your hallway

"Feel free to kick your shoes off and make yourself comfortable!" You shouted at the last second before disappearing into your room and closing the door behind yourself, leaving Mondo to awkwardly stand at the entrance of your home.

So this is where you live. Truthfully speaking, he imagined it'd be more like you—much warmer—or, at least, a bit brighter.

This place, however, does remind him of you to some degree. It's lived-in and comfortable looking with cushy pillows overflooding the couch and a nice plant sitting or hanging in every other corner—all of which are alive, thriving, and showing off their pretty green leaves. Your dining table is decorated well with what he quickly noticed was a hand-knitted table runner—a nice touch that gave your small dining room—if you could even call it such—more of a personality. Did you make it yourself, he wondered. It could've easily been a gift from a friend or you could've simply bought it.

..Though, the idea of you propped up in a chair with a smile donning your face as your hands went to work on the table runner does make his heart swoon.

Speaking of nice things..man, does it smells good in here. Like baked goods, flowers, and a hint of your perfume. It smells so much like you that he wishes to just smother his face into every piece of furniture in this home...or bury his face in your chest or shoulder or stomach or—

"Mondo!" He jumps, his head swinging to attention where he's met with the sight of you dressed down in an oversized long sleeve and some pajama bottoms.

And even then you look fucking divine. Gods, did he just want to be held by you right now.

"Mondo, are you alright?" And he freezes at the feeling of your fingertips—which are still cold, but much drier than before—touching his chin and tilting his face down to look at you. He sucks in a small breath as those same fingers dance up his face—as does his blood—and up to his forehead where you place your hand flat against it.

"Are you having chills or something?" You asks, your pretty lashes batting as you peer up at him. Mondo doesn't take much notice of their attractive length as he finds himself watching your lips instead as they move with every pronouciation of your words.

Before he knew it, he found himself imagining what they would feel like if they were to press against his skin, his cheek, his lips, before quickly squashing such thoughts into incomphrensible dust in his head.

"Agh.. I'm- I'm fine. Don't worry, 'just lost in thought and stuff.." He mumbled out. Thankfully, you seemed to take the excuse at face value and didn't press him further.

"If you say so.. Here," You hold up a hoodie and some shorts to him—ones he noticed were bigger in size and unlike your typical style, "These are some clothes my brother left the last time he visted. Don't worry, they're clean." And you reach out, taking the kitten from his grasp and plopping the clothes in his arms.

"Go on ahead and shower and change. I'll tend to this little guy in the meantime."

"Ah..you didn't need to this," He scratches the back of his head, "I was just planning to drop you off. I don't want to lerch off ya' or anything."

"But you don't actually plan on leaving, right?" You ask, before you pause at the realization of how that may of sounded and shooting out your next words like a bullet, "I- I mean, y'know- With it raining and all.. I just thought, like, 'Man, it sure would suck to walk home right now,' and..yeah..."

In the end, you dead any chance of him escaping with a simple, small, quirk of your lips that made him unable to do anything but thank you for your kindness and shuffle to your bathroom..

"Need help?" Mondo popped the question after entering the kitchen, now dry and dressed down in your brother's pajamas. His pompodour still drooping and now slightly frizzy from his shower. You decided not to comment on it, instead nodding your head and urging him over to where you stood at the sink, the kitten latched onto your arms.

"Everytime I try to lower him into the water, he hisses and tries to attack me. I get the reaction, but I nearly drop the little guy once or twice because he was freaking out so badly.." You explained, "At this rate, I'll never be able to clean all this dirt of him."

"Here, I'll hold 'em then," He said, opening his arms enough to slip the kitten into his grasp, "That way you can focus on cleaning him."

"But won't it scratch your hands up?" You said, brows furrowing at the thought. Mondo found your concern cute, but didn't linger on that fact for too long.

"Don't worry about me. I've felt shit worse than a couple a' scratches. I'll manage just fine," He reassured, and although reluctant, you nod and grab the spray head.

After adjusting the water for the nth time as to be extra sure that the water wasn't too hot, you go about the process of grabbing and wetting the cloth you initially set aside before wringing it out just as the video you watched earlier instructed. Once done, you lower the damp cloth on the little kitten..

..And just as you predicted, the kitty hissed loudly and frantically clawed at Mondo's skin with it's uneven, pointy nails, cutting his flesh like a knife would to butter.

"It's fine, keep going.." Mondo said, face having twitched instinctively from the initial pain, but overall composed. You hesitate, but Mondo gives you a reassuring grin. It works wonders on you, relieving you enough to continue.

This time, as you run the lukewarm cloth over the kitten's small backside, you whisper in the most tender tone you could muster, "You're doing great.. We're almost done, 'promise.." And Mondo finds his face heating up like a furnace as your words caress his ears.

He found himself, for just a few seconds, silently envious of the kitten in his arms.

After a few more rinses, the kitten is finally relieved of it's watery torture and is lifted out of the sink. By that point, the poor thing was noticeably trembling, leaving you to wonder if it was from the cool air or the immense stress it's under with having their fur soaked.

"You did great," You cooed as you took the kitten in your arms and wrapped one of your clean shirts around him, smiling softly at how adorable he looked now with it's fur, mostly, a pristine white color. The same can't be said for your poor sink though..

"Look at cha', all clean and pretty now.." You said. Please call him pretty, Mondo wished to say, "We should get it patched up," He said instead.

You nod, "I already laid out everything we need in the living room, let's go," And you led him over to your small little corner where a short couch and middle table lay before a fireplace—which you already took time to prepare—and a tv that was suspended above it.

You walk over to the couch, your hips swishing a little as you do, and plop down, sighing out at the relief you felt when your cushions sink around you and the tentalizing task of walking on your sore feet was finally lifted off your shoulders.

Mondo stood awkwardly. His mind overcome with frivilous thoughts such as trying to decide whether it'd be appropriate or not to sit beside you or if to sit at all. A simple gesture from you ceases those thoughts, though, and has him shuffling to sit beside you.

Slowly, you set the kitten on your coffee table, your hands gliding up and down to pet the non-injured areas as you whisper sweet affirmations, all the while your other hand reaches for the bandages on the side of you. Mondo did nothing but watch, idly waiting for you to call for his assistance while hi mind wandered.

The place his mind sauntered into was quite nice. He was sat with you leaning against his shoulder beside him. Carefully, he stroked you hair and like an addictive song, you hummed compliments in his ear while your nails lightly trailed against the skin of his back—a fantasy one would find odd coming from the nationally-feared Ultimate Biker Gang Leader.

..Then again, a lot of his thoughts pertaining you never came close to reaching that standard. They were the exact opposite, in fact, and were as fluffy as the kitten you were covering in bandages right now.

"Alright, that should do for now," You sighed out after a while as you leaned away from the table and revealed the kitten sitting there, bandages cleanly cut and wrapped around almost every part of it's body. The slight tightness of them squished the fur, making it's frame look quite odd. It was as comical of a sight as it was a cute one.

"Tommorow morning I'll call the vet so that the little guy can get some proper help, until then though.." Your tongue stilled in your mouth. What should you do now? You have the Mondo Owada manspreading beside you and a kitten staring up at you with the most adorable doe eyes you've ever seen.

"If you want, I can leave.." You heard him mutter and you found your heart breaking at the thought. Yes, the thundering patter of the rain had ceased some time ago, but you don't want him to leave your side—ever, if that was possible.

Being sucked in by the depressing feeling the thought brought, you seemed to have forgotten that you still haven't answered him. At your silence, Mondo scratched the back of his head, muttering, "..Really, I'm overstaying my welcome here. I appreciate you lettin' me stay here until the rain let up, but a man shouldn't leech off a woman's kindness, y'know what I mean?"

As he said that, he stood to his feet. Something in you jumped at the sight and with realizing it, you had shot your hand out to grab his wrist. You were surprised when it dawned on you what you had done and, when he turned to look back at you, you realized that Mondo seemed to mirror your expression.

For a moment, you simply stared at him and held his wrist, unable to process the weight of your action or how to make this situation you caused less awkward. Mondo waits, but whether that's because he was still trying to get over his own surprise or was trying to figure out what to say himself was unclear.

"I.." You began. Your face feeling like it had been set on fire as you broke eye contact with him and looked down at your feet, "I..would like it if you stayed with me a little longer.."

Silence. You bit your lip. Why would you say that? Your tone made it seem like you were begging him! Agh! You probably made him uncomfortable, you should just—!

"Alright!" You jump. Your head snapping up at breakneck speed to look Mondo from just how badly he had startled you with the sheer volume of his voice. The sight you're met with is quite confusing to you; Mondo looking everywhere but at you while his face was stained an apple red—a lighter flush from the usual bull-colored shade he gets whenever he's enraged.

"I- I don't mind! I mean- A man shouldn't make a woman sad and if leavin' upsets ya' then..uh.." It was like he was running on fumes—starting off loud and intense only to end up sputtering out quiet mumbles at the end. Oddly enough, it brought you comfort knowing that even he can feel choked up at times.

"I think I get what you mean.." You say, attempting to clear the former awkwardness from the air with a more stable, lighthearted tone. Alas, you still found yourself stammering as you followed up with, "A- Anyways..uhm..wanna watch a movie to pass the time? ..I just bought a new one not too long ago," You stand to your feet, "I don't know if you're into thiller all that much, but maybe..to pass the time we could..—"

"Yeah.. Yeah, that's fine," He replies, his eyes following your figure as you make your way over to the tiny bookshelf in the corner where all your books, movies, and music cds resided. It gained him the courage to ask, "Do you..tend to buy stuff like that?"

And you answered, sounding more relaxed after having shaken off majority of the embarrassment you felt a moment ago, "Well, no. I'm more of an action drama sorta person, but my friend kept telling me about how good this particular movie was and even lended me her copy so I couldn't resist taking the opportunity."

"Ah, alright.. Well, I'm not a real' big movie person myself, but..I- I wouldn't mind taking ya out sometime," You fingers still right above the movie—which took ages to find—as you slowly looked back, your eyes widening.

Did he actually just..

At the sight of your facial expression, Mondo seemed to realize how poorly phrased his words must've been by the way you could practically see his heart freeze over in his chest.

"N- Not like in that kinda way!" He quickly said, "I wouldn't- I mean it's not that you aren't my type—shit—! I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean—!"

His petrified rambles die like a tidal wave as the bells of your pretty giggles bounce off the warm walls of your home and straight into his ears. He pauses, the fear still entangled around his heart as dread seeps through his jacket..until your lips fix to say in a shy mumble..

"If you can find the time for it..I wouldn't mind that. Not at all.."

Even with those reassuring words, it's only when he sees a smile begin to creep up your reddened face that his shoulders finally slack and he exhales a breath he never knew he was holding in the first place, still not being able to believe what he just did, but feeling butterflies now at the thought of the future..date.

And the entire time, your little kitten friend watched in the background with its little head beginning to tilt to the side. The whole scene was like a little kid watching their parents awkwardly flirt with each other like idiots in love.

Which, in this case, wouldn't be too far off from the truth. Neither of you certainly thought so at least.

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

[shy-the-trash-lion]

Some Cheerleaders~!✨

[lxvenderdreamy]

🩵How the THH Boys Comfort You after the first death/executio🩵

[🌧️]

He felt the same way as you did. The trial, what happened to Sayaka and Leon. It was all really scary and horrific.

But since you two got so close within days of the killing game, he certainly did not want to lose you either.

He could tell that you were on the edge after everything was over, he could see the dead, dread, and despair on your face and it made his heart ache.

He would stay with you in your dorm, allowing you to have a shoulder to cry on.

He would slightly encourage you that you two would and will make it out alive together and get somewhere far far away from this place.

If he was able to stay in your dorm with you, just to make sure that you would be okay by yourself, he would.

He would look back at you one last time before finally closing the door behind him. Anxiety followed him over to the last few second walk to his dorm.

He stayed up for a little bit, feeling way too anxious about you. He kept on reassuring himself that you would be alright, that nothing bad would happen to you.

The very best morning he knocked on your dorm, that same anxious feeling with him.

When you opened the door, you looked fine and well. He was relieved that you answered and you looked fine.

You both walked to the gym side by side and was greeted with some quietness in return, everyone else was still shaken up by what happened, he was far too worried about you to notice.

From that time being, you two got closer. You two stuck by each other and when bad things happen, you two were always there for each other and will continue to stick by one another.

We all know how Byakuya is

He is a mf who wears tight ass pants and has a stick up his ass 24/7.

But..something lit something inside of him when he saw your teary face. The way you ran out of the trial room was shocking to him. He didn’t even know why he cared that you ran out like a fool.

He didn’t show much worry about all the things that happened. He just keeps a stern look on his face and keeps doing what he’s been doing. He was completely unbothered. He wanted to worry about himself but he just couldn’t, he had to walk himself to your dorm silently.

He sighed to himself as he knocked on your door, muttering how this was a waste of time.

When you opened the door, he hid his face of worry behind that stuck up pride as he said that he wanted to have a talk with you.

He doesn’t know how to comfort people, but he tries his hardest to.

He stiffens up when you started to cry on his shoulder but relaxes himself as he awkwardly rubbed your back. He whispered some form but a little bit of kind words in your ear.

Despite him saying some mean words to you (but kinda sugarcoated), it made you feel better.

After he left your dorm he couldn’t help but feel kinda worried about leaving you alone due to the fact that you were worried about someone breaking in and murdering you in cold blood. He sighed in utter annoyance as he started to get a headache.

To your surprise he actually started to care a little bit more about you and your mental health. He would ask you if you eaten, drank any water, or have been feeling a little bit better. He also waits for you at your dorm in the morning.

At first, you thought he was a stuck up guy and you never thought that he would actually care so much about you but your opinion changed about him.

Chihiro is also in distraught just as much as you are. You two have gotten along well over the last few days so of course he’s gonna be worried about you.

You two both use each other as a shoulder to cry on whenever you guys need it. You guys were their for each other on day one.

You two would stay in each others dorms and try to focus on other things to get your minds off about this whole killing game.

You guys walk to breakfast together and are always together, side by side. It’s fun, and it’s also comforting for the both of you guys. It’s sweet.

We all know how sweet Chihiro can be and we are all fully aware of that, so obviously you are blessed for that just like how he is blessed for you. Despite the whole killing mess and losing the close people you got to make within the game, you two stood by each other and created your own peace in a hurtful situation.

Mondo is a rough, tough guy. He is tsundere but yet he has room to care for you.

He was kinda shaken up at the death and the execution, but not as shaken up as you were. He didn’t pay attention to himself and immediately paid attention to the tears streaming down your face.

When he saw how terrified you were and how you cried, he couldn’t help but feel the need to protect you. He wanted to be that person that you would go to, so when you started to waterworks from your eyes, he immediately took action.

He would pull you aside when you two are alone and swear on his life that he will protect you, trying to not pay any attention to a blush forming on his face while looking away. You knew that Mondo was a tuff guy and you’d never expected to have this talk with him at al but it warmed your heart completely. It made you feel like you had someone that you could actually trust in a scary time like this.

He would be very protective over you after this talk, he would offer to walk with you to the gym or the dining room, usually everyone’s meeting spot in the morning. It felt nice having someone like Mondo be around you, it made you feel like you were protected at all times and it really put a smile on your face.

Of course, this got you two closer. You two laughed at each other, made harmless jokes, talked about your hobbies, it was sweet. Taka joins along and you two are basically like the best of friends.

As we all know, Mondo has a secret. A dreadful secret. When he told you this secret of his he could only wait for the absolute worst. He thought you would fear him and think that he may harm you. But no, you surprised him and you comforted him. It was a blessing and it made him feel like he also had someone he could trust as well. Not only did you have him, he also had you in the very end.

He hasn’t really gotten close to people due to his secret, feeling afraid and feeling weak. But you changed that for him, you got him on the right path even though he was the one helping you out, he saw it as a gift in return.

You two showed and proved that even though your in a dark situation, there’s always light to it. Everyone knew and was aware that you two were close and you two made this horrible killing game into friendship (maybe😏) that will never will be forgotten.

He was in utter distraught at the execution, beyond disbelief.

But when he saw you…oh lord. As soon as he heard your frightened cries he immediately sprung into action. He did NOT wait for any private talk he got to it.

He don’t know what happened, why he did it but he ran over to you and put his hands on your shoulders. He is like telling you to calm down while everyone just stands there and watches.

He tries to get you to breathe, trying to get you calmed down as he walked you out of the trial room. It was hurtful, it hurt him to watch you get like this.

He took you over to your dorm and sat you down as he gently calmed you.

You never really talked to Taka, it wasn’t like you hated him or anything it’s just that you two never really talked. But you were really thankful for him comforting you in the most scariest time.

after that, you two stuck wide by side. Taka didn’t let you go anywhere by yourself unless you told him otherwise, other than that you two stuck together. This also let you both get closer as time went on.

That’s when, that same thing happened to Taka. He cried harshly after Mondo’s death and you just had to do the same like how he did to you. You immediately ran over to him while he was on his knees sobbing, you ran over to him and hugged him tightly, helping him get to his feet. You felt your own self crying to, both of you were crying.

It was so upsetting, you comforted him all day long. All day. You wouldn’t leave his side, just like how he didn’t leave yours.

This showed him that you are truly one of the most people he could trust. Just like Mondo, he felt like you were giving the favor back to him when he comforted you. He felt like he was getting the same favor back and that’s what he liked. He liked how you immediately jumped into action and made sure that he was okay, just like how he did to you.

It was tough, really tough. He was the only person he would talk to. It hurt really bad. It hurt to know that he had silenced himself from what happened but yet he opened himself for you. It was tough for both of you, but despite that you two were there. You were there. He was there. Both of you were there.

[pearl-blue-musings]

I left ya a tip on kofi for your kindness <3

Since i already read something you wrote about Mondo (and fell in love with it) i wanted to request a smut oneshot with a fem!reader (possibly her being a bit chubby, shy and short 👉👈) where she asked him to Take her around, since he haves a motorbike, to do some shopping!

He doesn't really like going around shopping and stuff (boring asf), but his Girlfriend being a tease not even realizing it (wearing jeans, trying clothes and other stuff) turns him on <33

He haves to wait till they go home to Finally take whats his <33

I'm so sorry i've been so specific 😭😭😭

Have a nice day!

Hi sweetie!! You are just the absolute sweetest 🥹 oh I’ve absolutely got you!!! Mondo is just the sweetest mkay and I’m here to share the good word

Mondo Oowada x fem!reader

You tried to keep your cute giggle to yourself when your boyfriend Mondo picked you up, his ears tinted red from your outfit

He throws you a helmet, muttering under his breath how too damn cute you look and blushes harder when your arms wrap around his waist snuggly

The ride to the mall was uneventful yet fun, anytime the two of you stopped at a red light on his bike his fingers would tickle your ankles

Your laugh would always send the butterflies in his stomach soaring; who knew he’d be so lucky after dealing with all the despair to find you?

Once he’s parked the bike at the mall, your shopping trip began

He takes your hand in his and proudly walks you through the mall. His thumb rubs over your palm before kissing it softly. Today is your day and he’s gonna spoil you rotten, even though he’d rather be anywhere than a mall

But you love shopping so who is he to say no?

The first store you stop at is a boutique for mid and plus size women. Mondo had done his research about stores you’ve mentioned in passing and was happy the mall had one of these stores. Upon entering, you’re excited and elated to see clothes that are made just for you and in styles that accommodate everyone. Your eyes light up as they scan the store, lingering for longer on a few items. Mondo noticed where your eyes landed and walked to the employee and asked for the exact things you wanted.

You smile widely at him and the worker leads you to the back. You push back the curtain of the dressing room, marveling at the size. You turn around cutely toward your boyfriend and wave him over to you. “Ya want me to…come in?” You nod and he looks around nervously. Mondo may look menacing, but if there’s anything his brother and his gang taught him is to respect women. He blushes lightly and scratches at his neck before following you into the dressing room, clothes set up already.

Mondo always made you feel safe in your skin. He loves every part of you, holding you close and grabbing onto every ounce of skin he can. On days you’ve felt badly about your size, he kisses your face all over and tells you “there’s more of ya to love. And I’ll never get tired of it.” As you’re remembering his words, you’re squeezing into a pair of jeans. You wriggle your hips as the right yet stretchy material shapes your curves nicely. You latch the button of the jeans and then reach over to try on the corset they picked out, the sweet pink and red forming a heart shape around your breasts, perking them up. You smile widely and giggle giddily at how you look. “Babe! What do you think?”

The man is too stunned to speak.

His cheeks are all shades of red as he turns his head away as much as his pompadour allows him. He taps his heel rapidly and you finally know why. In between his lap is a growing bulge. Oh? Oohhh. Your jaw drops at the sight and now it dawns on you. You just gave your boyfriend a little striptease in the dressing room. You smirk and bite your lip, slowly walking toward him with a sway in your hips. Mondo inhales sharply and sneaks a glance at you. God the way that corset frames you makes him want to buy you a whole set of them. And the jeans? Jesus he’ll do anything, build up a whole new Hopes Peak if he has to to get all of your clothes like that.

You lean over slightly and press your hands on his knees for stability. His breath quickens as you press your hands further up his thighs. Even through his pants you can see his cock twitch. And Mondo is doing everything in his power to keep his hips in control. You puff out some air over his lips, pressing your breasts together up in his face. “Excuse me ma’am? Am I allowed to wear the outfit out the store?”

“Of course ma’am! I’m so glad you love our products! I’ll ring them up now.”

You turn to face Mondo and his entire face is covered. You press up off of him and and put your shoes back on. The both of you are secretly happy he’s wearing his baggier pants today otherwise you would most likely be banned from your now favorite store! Mondo holds your other clothes and the two of you leave the dressing room. Your boyfriend quickly pays and practically drags you out the door.

You can’t help the silly and goofy smile on your face as you two speed walk back to his bike. In record time you make it to his place. Mondo haphazardly parks his bike and doesn’t even take off your helmets until you’re in his place. He throws off his and you calmly take off yours with a yelp. His hands grab at your ass and press you against the closed door, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“That outfit,” he breathes against your ear, “is too damn sexy. And I can’t wait ta see it on the floor.” His voice rumbles in your ear and goes straight to your core. He kisses you possessively as he walks you toward his bedroom, where he can let his cock free until he decides to plunge it inside you where it belongs.

[vrisrezis]

General Headcanons for the trigger happy havoc boys with an ultimate ruler S/O? (Essentially they are like Sonia being from the royal family of a far off nation but are constantly getting pressure from their family to at least start looking for a potential partner for when they do eventually take the throne. You don’t have to include this part if you don’t want to)

Leon is a little intimidated to be with somebody, for once in his life. What’s somebody like you doing dating a baseball player anyway? He thinks you’re weird for it, but man he’s grateful to whatever merciful god granted him this.

Mondo also doesn’t get why you’re dating him. Your lives couldn’t be anymore different. He doesn’t complain but he does ask you pretty often why you bother with him.

Kiyotaka doesn’t handle your situation well at first, given his complex with working hard = success, what did you do to earn your place? You two get along eventually.

Hifumi is in love!! Kinda acts around you like how he acts around Celeste but it’s clear there’s a difference because he’s in LOVE!

Hiro thinks it’s cool, I hc him being poor so he likes having you around lol, helps him with the money troubles. Kinda intimidated though, seriously.

Byakuya honestly can’t be surprised he would be interested in somebody like you, he deserves only the best after all. You both make quite the couple.

Makoto can’t fathom the idea of y’all dating sometimes, in his mind he’s undeserving. You wouldn’t know he thinks that though.

[kkatastrophic]

Mondo Art:

GUYS GUYS GUYS! I FINALLY DID IT! I did (and completed my first ever (proper-for-fanart/tumblr) digital art! HOORAY! I'm so happy, even tho it took me ages. The art is of our best boy, Mondo owada! Below with the purple background is the initial draft, then below that is the fixed version. Alot of people say that Owada is heartless because he killed one of the nicest characters in a franchise, but that's untrue. Some fans overlook his trauma and dislike his character because of who he killed, (which is the dumbest reason to not like a character because they were forced in the KG situation.) or have only seen the animation and think that he's a heartless monster who made a dumb slip of the tongue (because the trials arent done correctly in the anime). Anyway, that's a bit of a rant so enjoy the art! #justiceformondo #stopdrawinghimwithouthispomp

[angelofdarknessss]

Beautiful Sinner

Chapter 2: Nightmare

Previous Part: CH-1

Next Part: Not here! ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

Word Count: 2,679

Main Pairing: Toko Fukawa x Gen!Neutral Reader

Summary: You *just* arrived and you already feel like you're going insane.

Author note: I feel bad for being so late >_< so sorry;; also I lied here is the part but on tumblr ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ for now my fic is active on Ao3 (main), Quotev and here! It's also published on wattpad but I'm not sure If ill update it there too, it is alot of work but I want as many people to read my work as possible sooo I'll try to keep up with it ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

!!CW:!! Murder is described in this chapter! Starts when you see the "….. ᶻ's " If you want to read past it keep scrolling until you see another pair of " ….. ᶻ's "

You and Sayaka finally made it to the dorms, but not without you observing the other rooms as you passed through the school. It really had everything, you saw a bathhouse, dressing room, laundry room, dining hall, warehouse, and you’re sure there’s more to search later. You’d say its heaven but considering the situation you’re in now…it’s the opposite.

“Ah! Here we are!” Sayaka says happily. You two stood in the hallway between 12 rooms, the others located further down. “Wow, this school wasn’t lying when they said we’d be set for life. There’s a lot of useful stuff here…except for a hair salon. Would’ve loved a room to do my hair with all my materials.” You say with an annoyed sigh.

She giggles. “Aw, don’t be like that y/n! I see you already have some of them, right?” She gestures towards your waist apron with a few basic hair tools. “Well, yes..but that’s not enough to do my or anyone else’s hair!” You whined.

“I’m sure there’s a room with the things you need around here somewhere, after all this school is massive!” She smiles while staring at your hair. “I can tell you take good care of your hair..it’s so pretty.”

You could feel your face burn in embarrassment. Sure, you’ve received compliments about your hair many times but coming from Sayaka, an idol, it made you feel different. Especially since she was so gorgeous. “Oh!..thank you! I appreciate it.”

“Of course!” Her eyes then travel back to the dorms, searching for hers. “Hmm…oh! There’s mine!” She points towards the door on her right, you also took notice of the rooms beside hers. Those being Chihiros and coincidently, Makoto’s.

You stare at it, thinking about Makoto. Is he okay? Is he still asleep? Did something happen to him again? Those thoughts clouded your mind until Sayaka spoke up again. “Worried about Makoto still?” She tilts her head. “Don’t worry y/n, we can check up on him later. For now, should probably let him rest..” She voiced.

“Yeah..yeah you’re right. He must be unconscious still, I guess it’s best to wait until he wakes up.” Speaking of resting…you could really use a good nap right now. Where was your dorm?

You look around for your dorm and eventually spot it in-between Junko and Celeste’s dorm. Resting next to Junko doesn’t seem to bad, as for Celeste…you weren’t sure. You’ve only spoken to her once, maybe you’ll get to know her better later.

“Found my dorm.” You point towards the door with a little pixel you on it. It was kind of cute..you guess. “Perfect!” Sayaka holds her hands together. “Let’s check out our rooms, then we can meet back out here!...if that’s okay with you of course!” She says.

You nod in response. “That’s perfect. I’ll see you in a little bit then.” With that, she nods and heads straight into her dorm and you go into yours. As soon as you stepped inside and closed the door behind you, you realized it’s not like your typical dorm room.

It had…everything useful for a hair stylist!

There were three shampoo systems, three hood dryers, two salon chairs, a shelf filled with multiple hair products, scarfs, shower caps, blow dryers, combs, brushes, hair straighteners and curlers, and so much more..! This school even hooked you up with beautiful bonnets! With these tools you can do everybody’s hair in here…well, not for free.

And…of course there was your bed and bathroom you guess..that’s good too. But the tools is what you cared about the most. Not only did Monokuma hook you up with good hair products, but also some good personal ones too. On the nightstand beside your bed a bottle of shea butter lotion, dove deodorant including the soap, Olay bodywashes and a few perfume options to choose from.

Damn…you really shouldn’t be praising the bastard who put you in this mess but he really knew what specific items you used. It was a little creepy, but nonetheless you appreciate that you won’t be walking around the school looking AND smelling a mess.

“Phuhu~ You like it, stylist?”

“AHH!” You screamed while stumbling backwards, landing on your backside. “Y..you!!”

“Indeed! I am Monokuma!” He giggles into his paws at your reaction. “Didn’t mean to scare you buddy. Anyways…again, do you like your dorm, stylist?” He asks again. “uh…yes..?” You respond, your voice filled with uncertainty.

“You better!” He waddles over to you with his paw pointing at you. “All of these hair products, machines, and personal hygiene were expensive!” He angrily says. “I didn’t know you hair stylists were so high maintenance! I mean granted I have more than enough to buy them all but still! I better see you use every single one of these items, stylist!” He scolds you as if you were his child.

“What the..?!” You get up, now towering over the small Monokuma. “Did you just come to my dorm to yell at me? Get out now!” You yell at him, meanwhile he keeps that same angry expression. “Nuh-uh, you don’t have the power to send me off, kid! And besides…I came to give you this.”

He reaches into his non-existent pocket and hands you what looks like a room key, specifically a key to your dorm. “Your room was the last one I had to prepare, and I realized I forgotten to leave your key inside it.” You take it from him cautiously and slowly, as if he’s going to suddenly bite your hand.

Monokuma giggled at that. “Aw..scared a lil ole me?” He laughs out loud, showing off his sharp teeth. “You should bee~” You huffed in irritation and proceeded to point towards your door. “Just get out already!”

“Fine! Ungrateful brat..” He mummers before disappearing. You were alone again.

You let out a sigh of relief then sat onto your neatly done bed. Before you laid your body down on the soft blanket, your eyes caught a glimpse of a shiny coin on your nightstand. You picked up the coin and examined it…it was…a Monokuma coin?...a monocoin? You scoffed. How ridiculous….. yet, you slipped it into your waist apron. Might be handy later.

“This is so…..ughhh!” You frustratingly screamed, face palming yourself and then laying your back against the soft sheets. What were you going to do? You were trapped with 16 other strangers alongside a psychopathic bear and you could die at any minute! Why…why you of all people? Why did this have to happen to you specifically?

This was bullshit.

You need to take a nap for awhile..maybe for 30 minutes or so. Sayaka won’t mind, right? She knows where you are afterall..hell, she’s probably still looking around in her room. You slowly closed your eyes.

A little…rest…won’t hurt….

Yeah….yeah..you’ll see her in 30 minutes. After a few minutes of pure silence, you drifted off to sleep.

Unfortunately missing the few gentle knocks at your door.

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“Y/n…..” A gentle voice whispered your name, their hand brushing against your cheek like a warm breeze. Exhaustion enveloped you, as if every ounce of energy was being siphoned from your very essence. You found yourself unable to stir, your body feeling heavy and frail.

Your eyes fluttered open, taking in your surroundings. You found yourself in a bathroom, sitting on the floor with your back against the wall, your left arm stained with blood and a fresh stab wound that continued to bleed profusely. As you shifted your gaze downward, you noticed that your right calf was also injured, bearing a matching wound that was equally oozing blood.

Yet, everything felt numb. All you could focus on was the person in front of you clutching a bloodied kitchen knife—Sayaka Maizono. But, she didn’t strike you as someone capable of causing harm, much less taking a life. So… why?

“I’m…I’m sorry!” she cried, her voice trembling as her clearly broken nose leaked blood. “I didn’t want to…to do this..not to you.” Tears streamed down her face, splattering onto your blood-stained shirt. She looked so traumatized, like she hadn’t mean to hurt you in the first place. “It wasn’t..*sniff*..supposed to be you..!”

How did it end up like this?… ‘Sayaka… why?’ was the question you longed to voice, yet all that escaped your lips were only anguished murmurs.

She suddenly clung to you tightly, the knife still firmly in her grasp, tears streaming down her face as she buried her face in your neck. “I’m so sorry…b-but I have to do this…please forgive me!” In one quick movement, she pulled the hand holding the blade away and drove it deep into your abdomen. Your eyes grew wide with shock; a scream threatened to escape your lips, but no sound came.

You could only remain frozen in fear, helplessly observing as your blood seeped through your garments and trickled down your legs. She pulled the knife away, her gaze locking onto yours, realizing you were still alive. “No no no…I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’ll make try to make it quicker…” She cries as she gripped the knife in her hand in guilt. It seemed so cruel to allow you to bleed out slowly, so… she directed her blade towards your neck and drove it in. But instead of taking it out, she let you choke on your own blood.

…This option didn’t seem much better, but you did feel the life being drained from you quicker. You watched her intently as she rose from the floor, her hands stained with blood as she tried to wipe away her tears. The crimson streaks marred her face, and some of it splattered onto her shirt and skirt. The bathroom floor was a gruesome sight, soaked in blood that continued to flow from your fresh abdominal wound, and now with the injury on your neck, your clothes were becoming increasingly tainted.

You made one last desperate attempt to cry out, to call for help, but deep down, you understood there was no hope. The only thing that escaped your quivering lips was blood. Sayaka looked at you, her eyes filled with remorse for a fleeting moment before she stepped out of the bathroom, shutting the door softly behind her, but not before flicking off the light, plunging you into complete darkness.

She left you all alone in the dark to die…how cruel. You thought she was your friend…why..why did it have to be you?

With one final breath, you felt your soul leaving your body finally. Sayaka Maizono murdered you.

If you were still able to talk, what would you ask? Was it worth it?...Would she do it to another classmate if not you?..Did she intend to kill you the moment she saw you?..How would Makoto feel?

Questions that you’ll never get an answer for. Because you no longer existed.

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“…ugh!!” You shot up from sleep, drenched in sweat and your heart racing wildly in your chest. You propped yourself up, your fingers brushing against your neck and stomach. That dream, or rather, that nightmare, felt incredibly real. Yet, here you were, awake and safe. What on earth was that nightmare about? Why did Sayaka kill you? And why—?

*DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG*

“Okay..okay! Stop! I’m coming…” you grumble, feeling a bit irritated as you push yourself off the bed and shuffle toward the door. With a yawn slipping out, you swing the door open. “..Taka?” You murmur. “AH..Y/N!..So THIS is where you’ve been hiding all this time!” He exclaims. “You really worried everyone, you know!...especially Makoto…” he adds, his voice dropping for the last part. “We were all convinced something terrible had happened to you!”

Makoto was worried about you..? wait…He’s awake?? “Wait what—? Makoto is awake?” you exclaim, a blend of shock and relief washing over you.. “Yes, he’s fine… but seriously, why did you think it was okay to nap for an hour and a half without telling anyone?!” he reprimands, prompting you to shoot him an irritated look. “Come on, cut me some slack! I didn’t plan on sleeping that long; I just meant to take a quick nap, but… well, it turned out to be a bit longer than I expected.”

“Clearly!” He states. “Now…please head to the dining hall with me, we’re holding a meeting, and we cannot start without you.��

"Uhm.. I appreciate the offer, but I can make it to the dining hall on my own. I’ll see you there." Just as you were about to shut the door, Taka wedged his foot between the door and the frame. "I really must insist." You give him a long look and let out a resigned sigh. "….fine, just let me freshen up first."

Once you had tidied your hair and brushed off your clothes, you made your way to the dining hall with Taka, feeling a bit reluctant. As you strolled toward the hall, a thought struck you—you had carelessly thrown your waist apron somewhere in the room. You considered turning back to grab it, feeling somewhat exposed without it, but then decided you could always pick it up later

At this moment, you really had to get up to speed with your classmates…who had been busy digging for information while you were asleep…this may end badly for you. They likely put in a ton of effort while you were relaxing in your room…or rather, you wouldn’t exactly call it ‘relaxing’ given the nightmare, but still…

Anywho, you two finally made it to the dining hall and were immediately greeted with everyone eyes on you two, more so you. Everyone sat at the same table except for Toko and Byakuya, who sat at a different, smaller table. Toko wasn’t sitting with him but was standing near him.

And..wait..Kyoko wasn’t there. Strange.

“Y/n! There you are!” Sayaka exclaims, her face lighting up with relief as she jumps up from her chair and rushes over to you, wrapping you in a warm hug with her head against your shoulder. “I..I thought something had happened to you..I tried to ring your door bell but you didn’t answer.” Her voice trails off, and she glances away, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. “So I assumed you had left your room..”

Your breath caught in your throat as she unexpectedly wrapped her arms around you. Every time you laid eyes on her, the haunting nightmare replayed in your mind. A part of you wanted to keep your distance, yet another part ached with sympathy for her; after all, it wasn’t her doing that you had such a terrifying dream. You reassured yourself that it was just the overwhelming stress of the situation, she’s harmless..is what you tell yourself.

"Y/n?" She lifts her head from your shoulder, calling your name softly. “Ah, sorry to scare you Sayaka, I was just sleeping.” you reply, feeling a bit embarrassed as you rub the back of your head. You give her a gentle pat on the back, which brings a warm smile to her face. "No worries! I’m just happy to see you’re okay. By the way, Makoto woke up a little while ago!" She points to him at the table, where he offers you a friendly smile and a wave.

“And guess what? I found out we used to go to the same middle school!” She happily chirps, her face lighting up. “How funny is that? What middle school did you go to? Maybe we have—"

“Sayaka…Y/n!” Taka clears his throat with a loud cough. “Let’s put a pin in this conversation for now; please take a seat!”

Sayaka's shoulders droop a bit as a rosy hue spreads across her cheeks, but she manages a nod. "Alright... um... Y/n?" Releasing her grip on you, she takes your hand gently. "You’ll sit next to me, right?"

[donni3-dreamz]

Realized I never posted my TMNT iteration idea! I'm still working on character designs but.. I have the basics written down!

Hope ya likes it!

(NOTE: Somethings may change! These are just basic ideas!)

[frickingnerd]

mondo breaking up with his s/o

pairing: mondo owada x gn!reader

tags: break up, mondo worrying about putting you in danger, toxic masculinity (mondo thinks dating you makes him 'weak')

mondo never wanted to break up with you, but he felt like it was something he had to do

after all, he's the leader of a biker gang and he had a certain reputation to uphold

not only can he not allow people to think he's soft when they see him with you

but he also doesn't want you to get into danger thanks to the people he hangs out with or the ones he makes an enemy of

if he had lived a different life, a simple one like the life of a carpenter, like he often dreamed about, then maybe he could've been with you

mondo would've loved to live a quiet and boring life with you, instead of the life he currently has

and yet, he can't give up his biker gang. not when he inherited it from his brother who had died for him

mondo loved you a lot, but he still loved his brother more, even after he was already gone

and so, he breaks up with you, telling you the two of you can't see each other again

he doesn't want to see you around anymore! if you are still affiliated with him, then this would've all been for nothing…

he knows this is the last time he'll see you, so as you leave, mondo can't help but follow you with his eyes, until finally you are so far gone that he can't see you anymore…

[neverhadamonster]

I have no idea what I'm doing or how to do this but I'm starting a danganronpa x reader blog because i'm getting bored and life needs to be more exciting.

Characters I will write for are:

All danganronpa 1 characters

All danganronpa 2 characters

Anime- exclusive characters if people even like those guys. I haven't finished danganronpa 3 so that's why I'm not writing for that game.

I will write for all genders and if not specified, then gender neutral. there will be only one person who runs this blog so apologies if things go slow. Any prompt, any character. Headcanons only though. They're easier for me.

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ALSO NO NSFW BECAUSE IM A MINOR⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

(Since this is technically my rules these will change and I will edit them in the future)

[aritsukemo]

Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc 🤎🔪✨

Last Updated: Apr. 22, 2024

I'm willing to write for all characters, both romantically and platonically, aside from Hifumi Yamada, Toko Fukawa/Genocide Jack/Genocide Jill/Genocider Sho, Mukuro Ikusaba and Junko Enoshima! Feel free to request to your heart's content!

Full Length Fanfic 🔪✨

Headcanons ❤️🍩

Imagines/Drabbles/Scenarios 💙🎤

Other 🤍🖤

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

[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

Takaaki: *kissing Taichi*

Kiyotaka: Father, please, no PDA in the house hallways.

Takaaki: Jesus, okay. What are ya gonna do? Give me detention?

Kiyotaka:...

Kiyotaka: Yes! *brings out a detention slip from his back pocket and starts writing on it*

Takaaki, mentally: What have I created?

[tickly-hani]

i love this and i wanted to draw a little uh... follow-up

taka needs to keep his boyfriend under control 😤😤

hope you don't mind @creepychippy jdhdhhdhfjjd

Hii! U don't have to if u don't want to but if ur still taking danganronpa asks I would love ler!mondo and lee!chihiro

Either way love ur art!! 💖

Someone go tell Taka that Mondo is "bullying" Chihiro again- :^Pc