#sayori x mc

[lady-ethne]

Y’all remember Shipbruary? No? Well too bad I’m doing it again.

I’m actually caught up? On an art challenge? What is this?! 😱

But seriously here’s the first 4 days of Shipbruary. The ships are:

Day 1: Oswald x Ortensia

Day 2: Pomni x Gummigoo

Day 3: MC x Sayori

Day 4: Veronica x JD.

[evikamizono]

you can make one ship canon from any fandom

BUT

every character from the source material is now genderbent

will you do this? if yes, which ship from which fandom?

OMG THE POWERRR

hmmm....

idk which ship honestly....

but if if would need to pick ONLY one then maybe...

sayori x mc! (ddlc)

But the ship isn't perfect in the end.

The mc should have brought her to therapy, but it's us that choses for him.

[elirayzor]

Get you a man who will let you do this

[testedcatdraws]

Ranking DDLC ships day 1 Sayori ships (contains DDLC spoilers)

(These are all my opinions, if you disagree don't be mean about it, anyways, feel free to post your Sayori ship rankings!)

act 1: 1. Sayosuki: It's rather cute!

2. Sayuri: Deredere x Dandere? How cute!

3. SayoMC: Cut, kinda neutral on MC as a character though. Even then, this one is my #1 BROTP.

4. Sayonika: I prefer wholesome ships over toxic ships, and not much potential since Monika likes the player not Sayori (in a romantic context, Monika does like all the dokis as friends even when she is self-aware :D.)

5. Sayori x Player (can't find a ship name for this one): She doesn't even know who the player is in act 1, LMAO.

act 2:

Sayori's deleted.

act 3:

Sayori's deleted.

Act 4:

Sayori x player: By this point she only likes the player ._.

2. Sayosuki: Same issues with act 1 Sayonika.

3. Sayuri: Same issues with act 1 Sayonika.

4. SayoMC: By this point Sayori is into the player, not MC.

AU where nothing bad happens and Monika isn't self aware (basically like in DDLC+)

Sayonika: They balance each other out quite well, romantically the ship is good, platonically the ship is good, the ship is both OTP and BROTP.

2. Sayosuki: Once again cute!

3. Sayuri: Once again, deredere x dandere is cute.

4. SayoMC: Once again, cute, def #1 BROTP.

[rosehahn]

THIS IS... the story of a Sayori! 💙✨🎶

I made this music edit years ago but felt like giving it a fresh coat of paint, and turning it into portrait mode!

Sayori is still my bae after all these years 🥺

[childhoodfriendstoloversshowdown]

Poll: Round 1c #7

[ Image ID. AN image of Raine and Eda from The Owl house, with Riane holding Eda bridal style. Raine had short teal hair and round glasses with blue eyes. They are wearing red pants and a shirt that has a red top, but goes down to black, it has a yellow line that goes down and around the black of the shirt, the shirt has yellow button buttons with white sleaves. They have brown skin. Eda has long white hair, her right eye is yellow and her left eye is grey. She has fair skin She is wearing a red dress and had a gem on her chest. She has on black stocking but no shoes. Raine and Eda are both smiling, with Raine's smiling looking more stained, and nervous, and an image of Sayori and the MC from Doki Doki Literature club. Sayori is hugging the MC. Sayori's face is shown in the camera but the Mc's is not, and it only shows their back. Sayori had short pink hair with a red bow on top of her hair She has fair skin and blue eyes, and she is wearing a pink shirt. The MC had short brown hair, fair skin and is wearing a black shirt. Sayori looks sad. End ID]

[darkedgey]

Was rewatching the Game Grumps play through of this game and I forgot how much Sayori’s backstory broke my heart. 🥹🥹

Decided to do a redraw of an old drawing I did back in 2018. ❤️

It will be okay - MC x Sayori

Whatever you’re going through, I’ll be there for you. Even if I don’t completely understand, I’ll try to take your pain away. I promise, Sayori.

[blu3per]

<3

[ddlcbrainrot]

ok since im 100% sure that my followers are here for the gay ships im actually curious about this

(you can choose based on the og game or based on what you think an MC ship would look like in the side stories AU, either one is cool)

[frutigerfischl]

PICKIN' UP THINGS WE SHOULDN'T READ

⌗ SONG┆nine in the afternoon ★ ₊ ˚⟡

⌗ TAGS┆gn reader, could be platonic or romantic, spending time at the cafe and writing, ddlc girls ★ ₊ ˚⟡

⌗ NOTE┆wanted to write for ddlc because i havent written for the fandom in forever, song doesent have much to do w the fic i just like it and decided to title the fic after some lyrics ★ ₊ ˚⟡

⊹₊⟡⋆ YURI

The café was a quiet haven, a blend of warm amber lights and the faint hum of a latte machine. Outside, winter had brushed the streets with a thin layer of snow, leaving soft frost patterns on the windows. Yuri had chosen the corner booth, the one tucked just far enough away that it felt private but not secluded. She sat across from you, her delicate fingers curled around a porcelain mug of lavender tea.

"I—I think we should start with a theme," she said, her voice soft but rich, like the low notes of a cello. Her eyes, violet and glistening in the warm light, flickered between yours and the notebook lying open on the table. A fountain pen rested beside it, its silver tip catching the glow.

You nodded. “Do you have anything in mind?”

Yuri hesitated, her cheeks faintly dusted with pink. “Perhaps... something about nature? Or emotions. I find it fascinating how words can capture something as intangible as a feeling.”

Her enthusiasm was infectious, even if she was visibly fighting against her nerves. You watched her reach into her bag and pull out a slim book—one of her favorites, judging by the worn spine. She opened it to a page with a gentle reverence, the movement itself almost poetic.

"This passage," she murmured, sliding the book closer to you. Her fingers brushed against yours briefly, and she pulled her hand back as though burned, her eyes darting downward. "It always inspires me. I thought it might help us."

You leaned in to read, the faint scent of her lavender tea mingling with her floral perfume. The passage was intricate, its prose winding and beautiful, yet dense. It was undeniably Yuri—layered, thoughtful, and filled with a yearning to articulate the unspoken.

“I like it,” you said, and she looked up at you, her expression blossoming with quiet delight. “How about we try to build something similar? Maybe... we could start with a single word and go from there?”

“A single word,” she echoed, her fingers twitching toward the notebook. “That’s a wonderful idea. Could you... write it? I’d like to see where your mind goes.”

The trust in her voice made your chest feel warm. You picked up the pen, the weight of her gaze heavy but not unpleasant, and wrote: solace.

For the next hour, the café became a bubble of focus. Yuri’s voice grew steadier as she shared her ideas, weaving vivid metaphors and elegant phrasing. Her shyness never entirely disappeared—it lingered in the way she avoided prolonged eye contact and how her fingers trembled when they skimmed yours to adjust the notebook. But you could see her passion for words overcoming her hesitation, and it was mesmerizing to witness her bloom in such a quiet, understated way.

⊹₊⟡⋆ NATSUKI

The café was busier than you’d expected, a steady stream of voices mixing with the clink of ceramic mugs. Natsuki had snagged a table near the window, her jacket draped over the back of her chair and a hot chocolate in front of her. She waved you over with a half-smirk, half-pout, tapping her pen against the edge of her notebook.

“You’re late,” she said, but there was no real bite in her tone. “I’ve already got some ideas down, but they’re probably better than whatever you’ll come up with.”

You rolled your eyes, slipping into the seat across from her. “Nice to see you too, Natsuki.”

Her grin was quick but genuine before she flipped the notebook toward you. The page was filled with her sharp, looping handwriting, little doodles in the margins. You scanned her lines—short, punchy, and brimming with emotion.

“Not bad,” you said, and her cheeks puffed out in mock indignation.

“Not bad? That’s all you’ve got to say? Come on, Y/N, you’re supposed to be helping me, not dragging me down.”

You laughed, grabbing the spare pen she’d brought. “Okay, fine. Let’s see if I can add something.”

The next hour became a tug-of-war of ideas. Natsuki was blunt, quick to shoot down anything that didn’t match her vision, but she wasn’t cruel about it. Her criticisms were laced with an almost playful edge, and every time you managed to surprise her with a clever line, she’d grin like you’d passed some secret test.

“You’re not totally useless at this,” she admitted, pretending to focus on her mug as she took a sip. Her ears, however, betrayed a faint pink hue.

“Wow, thanks,” you said, scribbling a new stanza. “High praise.”

“Don’t get cocky.” But her smirk told you she didn’t really mind.

As the poem came together, it became a patchwork of your voices—her vivid, emotionally charged imagery and your steady rhythm. By the end, she leaned back in her chair, studying the page with a critical eye.

“It’s... not terrible,” she said, which you knew was her version of this is actually pretty good. She glanced at you, her expression softening just slightly. “I guess it was kinda fun working on it together.”

The words were quiet, almost shy, but they lingered, warm and sincere.

⊹₊⟡⋆ MONIKA

The café was the perfect mix of cozy and chic—Monika’s choice, naturally. She’d picked a table near the bookshelf-lined wall, her laptop already open and her notebook laid out beside it. When you arrived, she greeted you with her usual confidence, her smile as warm as the caramel latte in front of her.

“Hey, Y/N,” she said, gesturing to the seat across from her. “I hope you’re ready to get creative. I’ve been looking forward to this all day.”

Her enthusiasm was contagious. You sat down, feeling like you were stepping into her world—a space where everything was thoughtful and purposeful. Monika always had a way of making you feel like the center of her attention, and today was no exception.

“So,” she began, twirling her pen between her fingers with effortless grace, “I thought we could work on something that plays with structure. Maybe alternating perspectives or a repeating refrain?”

You leaned forward. “That sounds ambitious.”

Her laugh was light, teasing. “Ambitious can be fun. And I know you’re up for the challenge.”

The two of you dove in, bouncing ideas back and forth with an ease that felt natural. Monika had a knack for guiding without overpowering, her suggestions sharp but never dismissive. Whenever you hesitated, unsure if your contribution was good enough, she’d tilt her head and say, “That’s interesting—let’s explore it more,” as though she saw potential in every word you wrote.

As the poem took shape, it became a dance of perspectives, each voice weaving into the next. Monika’s ability to elevate even the simplest idea amazed you, her edits precise yet subtle. At one point, she leaned over to adjust a line, her shoulder brushing against yours. The contact was brief, but it left your skin buzzing.

By the time you finished, the sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the windows. Monika closed the notebook, her smile soft but triumphant.

⊹₊⟡⋆ SAYORI

The café was as lively as Sayori herself, filled with laughter and the scent of baked goods. She had snagged a table near the counter, a half-eaten muffin on her plate and crumbs dotting the notebook she’d brought.

“Y/N!” she called, waving you over with the energy of someone who had already had too much sugar. “I was starting to think you got lost!”

You laughed, sliding into the chair across from her. “You’ve already started without me, haven’t you?”

“Only a little!” She giggled, flipping open the notebook to reveal a chaotic mix of doodles, half-finished lines, and random words. “I couldn’t help it. The ideas just kept popping into my head!”

Her enthusiasm was infectious. Sayori had a way of making everything feel like an adventure, and today was no different. As you grabbed a pen, she leaned forward, her chin resting on her hands as she watched you.

“What should we write about?” she asked, her blue eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“Maybe... something about happiness?” you suggested. “Since that’s your specialty.”

She beamed. “Ooooh, yes! But we have to make it a little sad too, so it feels real, you know?”

The two of you spent the afternoon crafting a poem that was equal parts whimsical and heartfelt. Sayori’s ideas came in bursts, her thoughts tumbling out so quickly that you could barely keep up. She laughed at your jokes, cheered at your contributions, and doodled little hearts in the margins of the page.

At one point, she paused, her expression softening. “I’m really glad we’re doing this together, Y/N. It feels... nice.”

Her sincerity caught you off guard, but you smiled, the warmth of her presence filling the space between you. “Me too, Sayori.”

By the end, the poem was a patchwork of joy and melancholy, perfectly capturing Sayori’s essence.

[propawganda]

GUYS I POSTED A SAYOSUKI ANIMATIC ON YOUTUBE !!

CHECK IT OUT IF YOU WANT , WILL DEEPLY APPRECIATE :3

[ddlcpoly]

MC and I were watching a movie, but then he fell asleep on my lap. Even though he won’t admit it, he found the movie boring, I guess it’s my fault for putting a biography of Beethoven’s life.

Now here I am gently caressing his hair while he’s nestled between my thighs, the whole club says they really like them, I don’t get it, they seem pretty normal to me, well at least when comparing them to MC’s piercing yet warm amber eyes, or the handfuls that are Yuri’s boobs, or Sayori’ perky butt or Natsuki’s unnaturally soft hair.

And speak of the devil, Natsuki came over to my house, we have the keys to each other’s houses and Natsuki usually comes over without announcing, not that we mind. She looks mad, a frown plastered on her cute face, she mumbles about her father being a bad mood today, so he berated her more before heading out to the bar earlier than usual. So she came here to relax. She wordlessly laid down between MC’s arm and he unconsciously wraps her in a tight hug, spooning her.

Seeing them both and so cuddly, their beautiful faces sleeping angelically right beneath me, It gave me the urge to take a picture of these two wonderful people. After I saw it I knew I couldn’t be greedy and keep it to myself, so I sent it to the club’s collective chat.

Sayori almost immediately responds, saying that she is now running towards my house as fast as she can and I quote “nobody in the club is allowed cuddles unless she can see it firsthand”. She’s become more bold overtime, I love that. Back before she opened up to us she wouldn’t really ask us for stuff and usually gave up after the first no, glad that she’s finally making her wishes clear.

Once she actually gets in she shouts where we were, I shushed her, she apologized, only for Natsuki to mumble that they weren’t asleep, I look over to MC and he has his eyes open with a smile plastered on his face. He then says that he woke up with Natsuki in his arms not so long ago.

Sayori squishes herself between me and the armrest, then gently places my head on her chest, hugging it. She’s always liked cuddles, constantly hugging others and nuzzling them, even before we all started dating she would kiss us in the forehead, on our cheeks, nape, onto our head and so on. Our wonderfully cuddly Sayori.

We stay huddled like this for bit, until Yuri finally responds. She asks if she could come over, of course she is always invited to my house (and I guess all the others feel the same), but I guess her modesty and manners make her always ask to come over before actually doing so.

She rings the doorbell and I shout that she can enter. Once she does she wordlessly sits down next to me, places MC’s and Natsuki’s legs on herself, rests her head on my shoulder and opens a book.

We shared that cuddle pile for a while, it was blissful, everyone nuzzled up with me in the center, how could I live my life without these beautiful people in it!?

Unfortunately everyone had to go home, one of Yuri’s moms called her to come over for dinner, then Natsuki said that it was also a good time for her to go home, her dad was probably going to be there soon and MC and Sayori had dinner date planned, Sayori insisted that I should go with them because if not then I would be all alone, and as much as I wanted to leave this cold empty house and hang out with 2 of my most favorite people in the world, I knew it was also healthy for our relationship to have 1 on 1 time, I could wait to see the other for a night. After all we have our whole lives to spend together.

[elirayzor]

Oh shit my hand slipped

[testedcatdraws]

Will work on the natsuri ship art tomorow, for now here's the poll for which sayori ship I should draw :D

I'll try to do a ship poll for each possible character

If choses exact poly ship wpuld be decided via another poll👍

[chewie-santatoast]

Shush this is so cute

Sayori's mind was elsewhere.

[higanbanaki]

Has anyone thought about a DDLC x ROTTMNT AU before. Like the turtles as the members of the literature club. Idk it just kind of occured to me but I'm not so sure who's gonna be who knowing their personalities aren't going to align completely together so this is more of a concept if anything

Initially I though Mikey as Natsuki because they're seen as the youngest of their group (and I'm saying seen here because it's not really clear with Natsuki), and while it's somewhat different with them, both have something to do with 'childish'. Natsuki, who's afraid of being perceived as childish for liking 'childish'/cute stuff outside of the club, so she builds up this tough exterior for those around her unless she 100% knows they're not going to judge her for it. And Mikey, who wants to be taken serious and seen as someone who can handle things responsibly.

Donnie and Yuri seems like an obvious choice, both are generally more quiet, seen as the sophisticated one amongst their respective groups, and passionate about topics they're interested in, I think they're also similar in a way that they think their work is better than the others with Yuri's poems compared to the club and Donnie with his inventions in general. But unlike Yuri, Donnie doesn't necessarily cares about what others think of him, knowing they'll never be superior over him.

After that I kinda had a hard time thinking who the other two would be. Like. I could see Leo being both Sayori AND Monika based on his general mannerism. But honestly? After some more thought I think he fits Sayori. Like, Sayori being the one in the club that broke off arguments despite Monika being the president and her struggle with depression & loving herself, to which she uses a cheerful personality to cope with.

Which leaves Raph to be Monika, being seen as the leader in general. I don't really see that much connection with these 2 compared to the other pairings, but I do think that like Monika, Raph highly hesitates to actually kill off his brother, to straight up just not doing it at all UNLIKE Monika. Like. I genuinely cannot see him trying to eliminate his younger brothers like that JUST for MC. He's kind to them, shows concern and thinks about their needs. He would never hurt them willingly. That's why exactly it hurts so much.

I did way too much thinking for this one and I might not even expand on it. On another note I should really replay DDLC