#she just wants to take care of you sonia please let her

[quickdeaths]

"No." What had happened to Seiko, and Sakakura, and most of Future Foundation's other division heads, had happened after the capture of the Remnants. The specifics had been kept from her, and surely it all had something to do with the Tragedy. Still, it seemed unlikely that Sonia and her classmates, most of whom had been in a coma at the time, had anything to do with it. "You didn't have anything to do with what happened to them, Miss Nevermind. It was a contingency of Junko Enoshima's, if I had to guess, nothing to do with you."

She'd called her 'Sonia,' earlier, and it dawned upon Shinobu that, possibly, that might have been the first time she'd ever spoken Sonia's name to her face. Surely, then, it had been out of instinct, rather than habit. Yet, they'd retreated to their more typical form of address, now. Perhaps it was too familiar for Sonia's liking to call her by her first name, as though they were closer than they were. Even if Shinobu herself desired that kind of closeness, it was unfair to force it upon Sonia, or expect her to reciprocate.

"It might sound unusual, but while I have very little faith in Naegi, as a general rule, I have quite a bit of faith in you and your classmates. If the goal is reintegration, I'm unconcerned with the possibility that it won't be attained. That said," she murmured, looking to Sonia. She was wrapped in her blankets - practically cocooned - in such a way that only her face poked out. Were the situation not so serious, they would have thought it rather cute. "I'm no psychologist, and I can't promise that I have any enlightening thoughts or particular insight, but if you do wish to speak about your feelings, I'll listen. They don't need to be hopeful, nor positive. I'll listen, regardless, without judgment."

As Sonia explained that she'd require her privacy, Shinobu wondered if she was expecting them to impose upon her for longer than this morning. Well, they wouldn't mind it. As she explained her kitchen's status, the archer moved into it to take stock of things, picking up her backpack from its place near the door. Most of what she'd brought the night prior were snacks, things that required no preparation at all, but surely there were some rations or other food items that she could use, too.

Setting out a few things and trying to recall the days where she'd been expected to cook for herself and her father almost daily, Shinobu gave a small nod, even if Sonia couldn't easily see her from her position in bed. "It's probably true that the hotel meals would be more to my liking," she agreed, "but then I'd be leaving you here, alone, and I've already expressed that I'd prefer not to do that." A few below-average or overly-simplistic meals were a small price to pay, after all, and besides, Sonia needed to eat.

There was no fish, nor miso paste, and cooking rice would take too long, so the kind of traditional Japanese breakfast that Shinobu was most accustomed to was out of the question. Thankfully, while they were no expert chef, there were at least a few simple Western-style breakfast meals that they could cook, even in unenviable circumstances. Besides, if Sonia didn't enjoy chocolate anymore, as she'd said, and her appetite was lacking, perhaps it was for the best that the meals be relatively simple - not something to be greatly enjoyed, if that was too difficult for her to allow herself, but simply something to sustain her.

Some short while later, Shinobu stepped out from the kitchen and set down upon Sonia's nightstand a cup of tea, a small bowl of fruit, and a plate with a single, slightly misshapen, pancake, lightly buttered. "I know you said that you don't have much appetite," Shinobu said, as she sat down at the edge of the bed with her own plate, and a canned coffee from her backpack, "and I have no way to force you to eat, but I do think you should try to eat a little, at least. It's better for your recovery, if you do."

From the bed's edge, they looked to Sonia for a few moments even as they popped the lid of their coffee and took a sip. Even like this, she thought, she seemed a beautiful, special person to be cherished and supported. "Miss Nevermind," she murmured, "I need you to understand that I care about you. A great deal, in fact." Were they staring? They hoped not, but they were looking at her. "I know that you might not understand why - that you might think it's a mistake for me to care about you, or that you don't deserve to be cared about at all." She had suffered so much, more than any person could ever deserve to. Shinobu wished she could reach inside her, push aside the cobwebs and thorns, and pull out all her pain. They'd take it inside themselves, if they could, all of it. "It might be difficult to accept, but I hope you can accept it."

It was rude and Sonia knew it, to not properly give Yaguchi her full attention as she spoke to her. And yet she buried herself beneath the blankets anyway: mass murder tended to excuse rules of etiquette, she thought. But Sonia sniffled beneath the comforter as they spoke, tugging the fluffy blanket down just enough, just to her chin, when they mentioned something she couldn't ignore.

"Your mentor and your girlfriend," She spoke quietly. She could show Yaguchi her face, but she couldn't meet their eyes. Not when she feared the worst before she even posed the question. "Were their demises my fault?" It was certainly The Tragedy's fault in some way or other, and most often attributed to something related to The Remnants of Despair. What she was asking was if those closest to Yaguchi were killed by her hands or direct order: Sonia had killed so many people, that unless they were blood-related or carried some other importance to her, she could not remember them all by name.

The weight of the bed shifted as Yaguchi rose to their feet, Sonia's side now sinking down a bit more with just her body in it. From the way they spoke favorably of her companionship, maybe she hadn't murdered those closest to them. But it would take a person with stronger moral fortitude than Sonia right now to forgive someone, much less wish to be around someone, who took the lives of someone they loved and respected. "We are not encouraged to talk about our feelings," She replied, still reluctant to show Yaguchi anything besides her face at present. "Unless they have a hopeful tone to them. The Future Foundation wants reassurance that we will be integrated back into society safely, that Naegi's plans were not fruitless or leading to us remaining here on Jabberwock Island, draining Future Foundation resources."

That meant not focusing on anything particularly unpleasant for the long term. Her desire not to return to Novoselic ranked highly on the list of things the Future Foundation did not want to hear from her, with how little she slept or ate, and how much she needed some sort of intoxication to relax ranked just below it.

Sonia gave Yaguchi a wary look from her spot beneath the blankets, watching her as she donned her trousers and socks but left her shirt and jacket alone. Even in the humidity and heat of the island, she didn't seem the type to go without for the sake of comfort. She intended to stay, and listen to whatever Sonia decided to tell her. A departure from how the rest of the Future Foundation treated her and the other Remnants of Despair. "I will not throw you out, if that is what you are asking," Sonia clarified for her, "But I will require my privacy for bathing and dressing." Frankly, her frail limbs, pallid skin, and the litany of scars over her belly were things she didn't wish for any other human to witness. Tsumiki and Kirigiri were the exceptions, the latter having needed to help bathe and dress her after she'd woken up from the simulation and the former, in her spare time, was attempting different methods to see if she could make Sonia's scars fade.

She frowned at the idea of breakfast. Eating in general had lost much of its appeal after the Neo-World Program, and understanding what had really happened before they'd been sent there. "No one likes it when I use the kitchen," She replied matter-of-factly, shifting her weight to sit up against the headboard of her bed, the blankets falling to her waist. "Not even this one. You may cook as you like in it, but I do not have much of an appetite. I hardly ever do." Most of them didn't feel up for eating much, not even Akane anymore. Just as well, as Teruteru had lost all passion for cooking when he'd learned how horribly he'd poisoned others with his food. Sonia did that without being swayed by Despair, so it was determined that prepackaged food was what she would be allowed to keep in her cabin, or items she could eat cold and fresh from the small refrigerator. Unless Yaguchi wanted cold cereal over milk, she'd have her work cut out for her to create a decent meal.

"The hotel meals would probably be more appealing to you, though," Sonia said, her tone dull as she watched her move about her cabin. "My horrible culinary skills aside, they try to encourage us to eat as a group and not in our cabins, so we are not allowed to have much in the way of food here."

[the-only-teruteru-fan]

Some of the participants of the next-gen killing game! These guys belong to me and @detective-dick-gumshoes-pot-room!

(Some of these older designs are inspired by the drawings done of these silly guys by @foryoupeko!! Please check out the art they did I kid you not I pull it up just to look at it at least twice a day IT’S THE GREATEST THING- Also! These are all traced from sprites from the official games in an attempt to recreate the style as closely as possible! Needless to say doing this was mostly for body and face shapes! And finally, this doesn’t contain all of the important characters!)

When the tragedy had begun to die down and the world was beginning to recover, Makoto rebuilt Hope’s Peak Academy to ensure that those who fell victim to the Killing Games were remembered…and to restore Hope’s Peak Academy to the shining beacon it was always meant to be. But something’s gone wrong- it’s impossible. How is he back? What’s going on?

Koji Hinata - Ultimate Gamer

Though it seemed for ages like Chiaki really was gone for good, with the help of Kazuichi and Alter Ego, she was able to be brought back- restored, though stuck fully digital. And she and Hajime were able to be happy.

Koji is an AI created by her years ago to serve as Hajime’s and her child. Though usually quiet and cynical, he loves his parents more than anything in the world and is a whiz at video games.

Now, with an artificial body, Koji was selected to attend Hope’s Peak as the Ultimate Gamer, just like his mom…

…and, having already been forced to participate in a killing game at a young age, Koji wants nothing more than to go back home to his mom and dad.

Hotaru “Angel Boy” Tanaka, the Black Dragon of Tartarus - Ultimate Poet

Sonia and Gundham struggled for ages to conceive, though they wanted a child more than anything in the world. But they stayed hopeful. When Makoto found an infant orphaned by the Tragedy, he suggested the pair take him in- and thus, Hotaru is their “angel boy”, their gifts from the heavens.

Hotaru is just as odd and proud as his father, though he’s much more smooth and charming. He has an interest in all things strange and unusual, and truly cares about those around him.

Natsuki Kuzuryu - Ultimate Sportsman

Natsuki is really bummed that he didn’t get chosen as an Ultimate Swordsman, but he supposes this will have to do.

Though he often comes across as cruel and detached, Natsuki is fiercely loyal to the other Jabberwock Island kids, and won’t let any harm come to his little sister Fumiko or his best friend Aika.

Kiko Naegi - Ultimate Lucky Student

Though she’s never gotten along with him, Kiko takes great pride in the accomplishments of her father and will fiercely defend him against anyone who tries to slander him or his attempts at restoring Hope’s Peak.

She ends up taking lead the most, though she at first clearly has a disdain for the other participants…especially the kids who grew up on Jabberwock Island. She’s extremely annoyed by Honda’s constant emphatic support, but she does grow to care a lot about him.

Fumiko Kuzuryu - Ultimate Negotiator

Fumiko was always a daddy’s girl- and as she grew older, she retained that same innocent physique that her father once had. Fumiko, though, takes great pride in this, as it thoroughly assists her endeavors to manipulate those around her.

Fumiko puts on a very sadistic, uncaring persona, but she’s deeply loyal to her friends and especially her brother, comforting him greatly when Aika dies. She’s the participant who most frequently performs the autopsies.

Aika Mioda-Soda - Ultimate Mechanic

Aika has the combined passion and enthusiasm of both of her parents- and is proud to be following in her dad’s footsteps as the Ultimate Mechanic. Though she causes a lot of trouble- frequently pulling pranks on other participants- she’s desperate to at least build camaraderie between everyone and stop the killing before it happens. How tragic it is, then, when she accidentally becomes blackened herself- executed by one of the machines that her dad built so long ago.

Honda Hagakure - Ultimate Salesman

Honda’s older brother told him that his time at Hope’s peak would be full of great riches, great fortune, and great romance- and he’s right a third of the time, so one of them is bound to happen, right?

Honda is very frightened of this killing game- knowing he’s unable to kill anybody and is an easy target, making his chances of escape slim to none- but when he’s not struggling to withhold panic, he’s usually following Kiko around, who he thinks is a brilliant leader and the smartest person here. (He may or may not have a very obvious crush on her).

Though he can be a bit of an idiot, Honda genuinely wants everything to be okay and is more than willing to make sacrifices for those he cares about.

He’s a bit of a kleptomaniac, with a briefcase full of completely useless trinkets he stole from his peers.

[newtabfics]

Okay okay. Rauru yeah but like what...what if we dated Rauru AND Sonia?

No literally. They have the same energy as "That couple that sees you from across the bar" and I'm totally leaning into that.

Mild spoilers if you haven't done any of the tears quest but also spicy.

Y/N blinked as they stood before her, blushing as she realized both Rauru's gaze and Sonia's. She cleared her throat and looked away. "You guys are staring at me a-again," She muttered.

Sonia smiled sweetly. "Sorry, sweetie. It's nice to see you relaxing more around us. There's no need to be shy," She hummed, kissing Y/N's neck.

Rauru smirked and kissed at Y/N's thigh. "Just relax, Y/N. We want to spoil you, after all."

Y/N barely let the moan escape when the king's tongue was pressed against her as the queen's lips met hers. She moaned and gripped Rauru's hair, making Sonia chuckle as she coaxed his head further into her.

"A-At least let me please you?" Y/N asked with a whine as she looked up at Sonia.

"Hm? How so?" Y/N's cheeks went red as she looked away, making the queen giggle as she nipped her ear. "Say it. Outloud, Sweetie."

Rauru smirked as Y/N twitched against him, clearly enjoying the attention she was given as his tongue thrust into her.

"F-Fu...Mm...ri-ride my f-face?"

"There she is," Rauru moaned, slurping loudly as Sonia adjusted on top of her, careful not to crush the poor woman's head. Rauru only mourned being unable to see Y/N's face, but he'd take the sight of his wife's taut behind twitching and rocking on a shy tongue any day.

[ultimateluckystudent-writes]

Your Face Is Red (It's Not the Sunburn)

Summary: It's Summer, and you know what that means! Wearing your swimsuits to the lake, road trips with your classmates, and being trapped on top of your mortified crush's hard-on. I hope you packed an outfit that says 'sorry for making you accidentally cum'!

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 3.0k

Tags/Themes: , Nagito Komaeda/Reader, Extra Shy and Nervous Komaeda, Mega-Virgin Komaeda, Humiliation Kink, Sub!Nagito, Dom!Reader, Femdom, Reader's Kind of Mean but Girlboss, Slight Exhibitionism, Roadtrip!, Non-Despair!AU

Content Warnings: Accidental Orgasm/Sex, Female Anatomy on Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Public Sex, Under-Negotiated/Accidental Kink, Accidental Sex

A/N: I can't stop writing bitchy, femdom reader and horny, nervous Nagito it's an affliction. Also, I came up with this in one night, this was supposed to be a drabble and I lost control like Two Bros lol. Also, I love mom friend Mahiru and dad friend Hajime *mwah*

Also (last one I promise) here are some more titles I came up with. They get worse as they go on:

Road Trip Travails (and Other Reasons to Pack Sunblock/Thank God for Sunscreen),

You're Really Hot (It's 90, Lose the Jacket),

Forecast Calls for Sunny Skies (And Bumpy Roads)

Get Your White, Sticky Cream on Me (I Forgot My Sunblock)

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Nobody else had even wanted to sit next to Komaeda, much less on top of him. Being in half-heartedly concealed swimsuits only made it worse. The luggage overflowed onto the seat next to it, all the way in the back, so it meant that someone had to draw sticks. Whoever got the shortest would have to sit in the back next to it all. Nagito drew it with a rueful smile. However, by the time all the supplies were in, you all realized that you were short one more seat.

“We can’t have any more people up front, that’s way too dangerous.” Mahiru frowned.

“We’ve already got four people in the middle seats.” Hajime sighed.

“The back seats are pretty spacious.” Kazuichi shrugged, and it seemed everyone seemed to know what that meant within the same split second. You all turned to look at Komaeda. He was already looking at the floor, picking at a loose thread on the sleeves of his jacket he insisted on taking despite the baking summer sun. It had begun to slip off of him, slumping around his elbows like his bare shoulders in his underconfident stance.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly. Kazuichi scoffed audibly. You all knew he wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t a sort of class trip, and you were urged by Chiaki. However, you were secretly grateful. You knew you’d be just as much of a pariah if you admitted the many friendly moments you had shared with him after classes and in empty hallways. Or how badly you were hoping he’d take off the shirt and let you rub sunscreen on him when you got there. You’d even caved and brought an extra bottle of the lotion kind with you. Just in case.

Around you, everyone had begun to squabble about who would be sitting in Komaeda’s lap. Hajime and Mahiru were already splitting the drive, Akane and Kazuichi were arguing about who between them was smaller (it was definitely Kazuichi), and Ibuki and Sonia weren’t much help. After a moment of this, you realized you were tired already, and the drive hadn’t even begun.

“Everybody shut the fuck up!” You shouted over them. “It’s fine, Komaeda can sit in my lap, can we just hurry up already!”

“Wh- wh- what?” Ibuki gasped, like some sort of DJ. “But Nagi-chan will totally crush you!”

“It’s true, you’re probably better off the other way around.” Hajime mused, clearly sizing you two up. You felt weirdly pleased about the admission.

“I know it must be disgusting to be so near me already,” Komaeda said. He couldn’t even meet your eye. You couldn’t tell if that pink flush on his face was from the sun, or the prospect of it all. ‘Mega-virg.’ You thought to yourself. “I wouldn’t want to be an encumbrance to top it off.”

“I literally don’t care! Just get in!” You groaned, shoving him towards the car. He gave a small yelp and clambered into the back ungracefully, your insistent hands forcing him forwards. He ended up wedged between the middle seats and luggage, stuck between them until you pulled him out with a massive sigh. You couldn’t have anyone think you were too eager for this, after all, least of all Komaeda. He was totally red by the time he was in, but now you knew it was from embarrassment. You slid in after him and sat down on his lap with no fanfare.

As you suspected, Komaeda’s legs were bony and slightly uncomfortable. You shifted, trying to find a spot where he didn’t dig into you, until you realized what you were doing.

“Sorry.” You shrugged, turning to glance back at him.

“It’s okay.” He mumbled. He managed to continue to avert his gaze, even this close to you. As everyone else got in and got settled, he began to tug the seatbelt down.

“Nuh-uh, no way.” You caught his wrist and stopped him in the air. ‘It’s… pretty small.’ You couldn’t help thinking. “We’re already crammed in back here, I’m not having this thing choke me on top of it.”

“I understand, but, ah- my luck-” He stammered. He didn’t even move to free his hand. You decided to take pity on him.

“Fine, whatever. But we gotta adjust so this thing isn’t bothering me the whole time.” You didn’t wait for a response before you were pulling the seatbelt on, and moving around on his lap trying to find a better spot. You ended up pressed front to back, his chin having to rest on your shoulder as you leaned against him. ‘At least this is comfy. I wonder if he’ll say anything? Pfft, yeah, right. Human doormat Komaeda Nagito complaining about getting cozy with an Ultimate. I’m surprised he hasn’t creamed his pants yet.’ “There, that’s better.” Sure enough, when you looked back up at him, his eyes were wide and nervous but he didn’t seem unhappy.

“I- um-”

“Alright, everybody ready to head out?” Mahiru asked from the front seat. Akane and Kazuichi cheered way too loud for such a confined space. “Cool, let’s hit the road then.” She nudged Hajime and he pulled out of the parking space.

In front of you, they rolled the windows down as they sang along to the radio, chatted, and laughed away. You and Komaeda, on the other hand, were quiet. He seemed content looking out the window and listening, though you supposed it wasn’t like he could do much else. You put in your earbuds and listen to your own music while you scrolled through your phone.

You didn’t notice the road becoming progressively bumpier until one jolt caused you to knock one of your earbuds out.

“What the fuck guys, where are we driving? Pre-civilization?” You groused.

“I told Hinata to take the regular road.” Mahiru half-sang. You couldn’t see his face, but you could picture the focused scowl on Hajime’s face everyone knew him by.

“This ways a short cut! I’ve taken it a million times! We’ll get there thirty minutes earlier-” Another bump cut him off.

“Woah!” Ibuiki giggled. “It’s like a roller-coaster!”

“It’s not that bad!” Hajime protested. The bumps eventually calmed down, but the road was still rough. As you drove along it, you could feel the way the uneven path jostled the car. Soon you had to put down your phone and quiet your earbuds so you wouldn’t get carsick.

Everyone else had similarly calmed down. While they still chatted within the rows, the whipping air and hum of the drive were too loud to hear much between them at all. You could barely make out the pop song from the speakers in the middle row. Only twenty minutes into the hour-long drive, but you resigned yourself to looking out the window as time passed.

It was at the next larger bump that you realized something was up with Komaeda.

As you bounced a bit on his lap, you could have sworn you heard the smallest whimper come from him, more a squeak than anything. It sounded pained, and you almost apologized, until a thought crossed your mind. You gave no hint you’d noticed anything as you stretched and shifted on his lap, scooting your hips closer to his-

It was just as you’d suspected. At some point, Komaeda had gotten completely hard.

You almost moaned out loud with the realization. The rush of arousal was so sudden it almost stunned you. You bit the inside of your cheek as you forced yourself not to move at all on top of it, no matter how badly you wanted to begin grinding against him. ‘Holy fuck, he’s hard, he’s hard, he’s hard. What do I do? Do I say something? Would that make it more awkward? What a pervert! Is he getting off on this?’ You looked at his expression out of the corner of your eye, expecting to find him looking down at you already, that filthy look he got on his face when he began to ramble or something similar. But he was staring quite hard out the window at nothing in particular. The muscles in his jaw were clenched. You finally noticed how rigid he was under you, and realized you hadn’t heard Komaeda be silent for this long ever. He almost looked like he was going to cry.

‘Aww, poor thing. He’s hoping I won’t notice. Too bad.’ With no further hesitation, you arched your hips back into him hard, leaning your torso onto the backs of the seats in front of you. You had positioned your pussy right against his dick, knowing he’d feel even more heat now through the thin layers of your swimsuits. Komaeda gasped, the pretty noise torn from his lips with the move. The car’s ride made the seat practically vibrate, and each second bounced you on his lap even as you sat completely still. You could feel his cock twitch and throb with the new feeling. You were glad nobody could see your face, because you worried you’d start drooling soon.

“You okay?” You asked casually, taking the opportunity to look directly at him. His hand was by his mouth. You were sure he’d begun to bite down on it.

“Mhm.” He managed a shaky smile despite his heavy breathing. He even gave a weak thumbs up. You noticed the bite marks in the flesh between his thumb and pointer finger at once. He was so preoccupied with hiding his… condition that he didn’t even seem to notice you’d already found out, or suspect your teasing at all.

“Mmkay. Let me know if anything gets uncomfy.” You turned back to the front and dropped the calm mask at once. The position had him grinding just as hard against your clit. You knew your bottoms were going to be soaked through. You continued in the same silence, though now you had something new to focus on: keeping your breath even as you noticed every move he made. His other hand was curled into a fist by his thigh so tight his knuckles had gone white. His foot was tapping rapidly against the floor. After just a couple more minutes, he had begun to let out a choked sort of sigh with every turn, shift, or movement. For all the hums and nonverbal noises he usually made, it was clear he was doing his best to be completely silent and not disturb you. The idea of him trying to be so good while he was hard and probably aching and humiliated under you almost made you give yourself up.

When your back got tired, you leaned back up against him. Your bodies were now flush with each other. You felt his heart hammering against his chest. Each labored breath of his was now right against your ear. You leaned your head back onto his shoulder and watched his fingers sort of spasm. You had to give it to him, if you weren’t so busy thinking about each new dirty item that had replaced your previous mental vacation itinerary during the ride, you would have certainly given yourself away. If you had been distracted the whole time, or maybe didn’t know what a hard-on felt like, you likely wouldn’t have noticed the weird behavior.

“Ah- um- (F/N)?” His trembling hands tapped your thigh gently. ‘Look at how bad he’s forgotten himself! Addressing me by my first name- he’d never do that. How absolutely precious!’ “I- I- Could, um, could you-”

“Hmm? Oh, do you want me to-” You shifted on your seat once more. This time, you turned yourself to the side as much as you could, your knees pressed up against the luggage. His hard on pressed into your bare thigh. You could see his face like this, petrified and desperate. He’d begun to sweat just a bit. ‘He’s so gross.’ You thought lovingly, your eyes tracing a bead of it down his too-prominent Adam’s apple and past his sharp, pale collarbones. He held his hands up, as if terrified to touch you anymore. “It’s alright.” You lowered them for him, one onto the seat by his leg and your ass, the other on your leg. “There, that better?”

His expression made it clear that the answer was yes, and he wanted to die about it.

“Well, I, uh-” His nose scrunched with another bump. One hand was now pulling at your clothes, the other gripping your upper thigh. He didn’t even seem to notice anymore. You finally gave in. He looked like he was going to combust or faint. Your careful mask melted at once into a knowing smile as you shushed him softly. He seemed entranced as you straightened up to bring your mouth as close to his ear as you could get it.

“You don’t want them to know too, do you?” You murmured. A strangled moan caught in his throat.

“I’m sorry,” He mewled, giving up all pretenses at once. He squirmed under you, hips stuttering up as he ground against you in pathetic, jerky, inexperienced movements. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry-” His voice spilled from his swollen, bitten lips, and his eyes were shut tight. Even his torso curled into yours, his head bowed down by yours. There was no warning but a deep inhale before he sunk his teeth into your shoulder and his cock twitched against you in time with his hummingbird heartbeat as he spilled his orgasm into his shorts.

He shuddered as you began to play with the hair at the nape of his neck soothingly, cradling him against yourself. You wanted to shush his remaining noises, to tell him he did a good job, to call him yours and coo at how pretty he was, but the moment felt too delicate, too precarious-

The blaring sound of the horn made you both jump at once.

“CHIAKI-CHAN!” Mahiru shouted out the open window at the cabin you approached. “WE��RE HERE!”

Akane and Ibuki cheered. Kazuichi hopped over several laps in his rush to get out, holding his stomach like he was going to be sick. Sonia clapped and thanked Hajime like he was her personal driver before sliding out delicately. Hajime yawned and shook his head to clear his drowsiness as he got out. Mahiru folded up the map they hadn’t used and tucked it into the dashboard. Before you knew it, they had forgotten both the two of you and the luggage as they greeted everyone else there.

“They left the seats up.” You scowled out the window to no avail.

“Oh, I, uh, think I can do it from here!” Komaeda said, too eager to be of help. He unbuckled the seat belt and began to reach over you.

“Wait, no let me just-” You tried to get off of him the best you could to give him room to pull the latch that would lower the seats and let you out. 

“Sorry! I think I can-”

“It’s okay, but you-”

“Do you think you could-”

“Ow! Your jacket is caught-”

“Ah!”

“Fuck!”

In a tumble of limbs, the seats came down all at once and the two of you fell back onto them and into each other painfully. You had just opened your eyes again after the crash as the door opened, blinding you once more with the bright sun.

“Hey! What were you two doing back there?” Kazuichi squawked. When you could see again, you realized the position the two of you had landed in. One of Komaeda’s arms was trapped under your back, pressing your faces just inches away from each other’s, and your foot had gotten caught in the handle of a suitcase behind you, wrapping your leg around his waist. Komaeda was only holding himself up with the arm he’d caught himself with, the rest of him pressed up against you.

“I- It’s not-” You stammered as more and more eyes of your classmates had turned towards you at Kazuichi’s accusatory voice.

“How shameful my luck must be for you.” Komaeda sighed, already pulling himself up. “Don’t be silly, Soda-kun, nobody would allow me to disgrace them in such a way.” He chuckled and shook his head at the prospect as he got out. “I’m just too incompetent to even get us out of the car. Such a simple task, and yet-”

“Ugh, god, shut up! You’re right, I’d be an idiot to think anyone would do that sort of thing with you.” Kazuichi looked disgusted.

“Get your mind out of the gutter!” You snapped at him, grateful for the new target Komaeda had supplied you with. “You’re such a pervert, Soda!” You made sure to say it louder than necessary, making everyone’s gaze turn toward him instead.

“Eewww, Pervuichi’s at it again!” Hiyoko cried, always happy to pull out one of her nicknames. 

“They wouldn’t have been trapped like that if you’d remembered to let them out!” Mahiru scolded him. “You were in the middle, you should have been the last one out!”

“Huh? What? Wait!”

As squabbling picked up once more, reminding you of how you had entered the car, Komaeda extended his hand with a smile. His other hand held his jacket by his stomach, over his front. You felt much more grateful for the eyesore. Nobody noticed as you rummaged around for your backpack or when you finally tugged a surprised Komaeda away with a mischievous smile.

“C��mon, let’s head down to the lake already. We’re gonna need an excuse for being all wet already.” You laughed as he nodded quickly in response, until his face fell.

“We’ll have to be quick, unfortunately, my skin burns quite easily-”

“Whoo-hoo!” To his confusion, you gave a cheer at that. ‘Thank you Summer gods! Thank you SPF 100+!’ “Don’t even worry, you have no idea how prepared I am for this. Best vacation ever!”

[viesghoststation]

Somebody is taking requests I see! (All of my favorite blogs have requests closed ) I'm in hard times, but enough of me I wanna request something obviously

Could I please have a S/O that has a personality like Elysia from Honkai Impact 3rd? If you don't know Elysia's personality very well I'm here to help!

Basic information about her: Elysia is an elegant, cheerful, and sweet lady who's described as someone who "enjoys everything". Also likes to interacting with people and is very good at it.

Sorry forgot the people with Fuyuhiko, Kazuichi and NAGITO + gundam tanaka if you could add him but I don't want to overwhelm you so take your time! :)

Take care and love yourself and love what you do bye bye~ 🦋 also eat a nice meal and drink water all the way! sorry if this to long

Fuyuhiko, Kazuichi, Nagito, and Gundham x Reader like Elysia.

Sorry this took for ever just haven't had any motivation to write but here you go. -mod shi

At first Fuyuhiko was standoff is when you met, him not being the most talkative but after getting to know each other he asks you out! and of course you say yes to this

of course Fuyuhiko shows you his gang and makes sure they all treat you with respect as they should the future wife of the future head of the Yakuza.

You and Peko get along amazingly.

After Peko decided you are not a threat and gets to know you she warms up and will tell you embarrassing things Fuyuhiko did, (but only when he's not around)

obviously your wedding was amazing and so wonderful

though you did have to be careful that no rival gangs attacked.

you two are so happy with each other, and you show Fuyuhiko so many other hobby that the two of you can do together.

At first Kazuichi was very nervous around you since your so outgoing but after time, you get him to open up

You help him get out of his shell

you also help him get over Sonia and he later realizes he has feeling for you!

of course he tries to make the most romantic date to ask you out, and it goes...

decently well

you two are dating now

you love listening to him talk about his mechanics and help him test stuff

he also loves listening to what you're interested in!

He super nervous when he asks you to marry him

You can kinda get the feeling for what's he's planning so you just try and encourage him and help him along.

of course when he does ask you say yes and both of you are happily wed.

Kazuichi and you are always so happy to be with each other.

Nagito tries to above you at first him knowing what he feels and not wanting you to get affected by his luck

you on the other hand want to help him he always seems so distant

so you keep trying to talk to him and eventually Nagito gives up and let's you in, you and him are friends

Then of course after hanging out he confesses his feeling for you

you of course say yes you love him

you always spend time with Nagito when he's in the hospital

Nagito does tell you he wants to marry you, but he doesn't want to burden you with all his problems

you of course tell him he's not a burden and you want to spend the rest of your life with him to!

so the two of you get married and it's such a happy event

Nagito loves trying new things with you, you always find ways to surprise him and it's so wonderful how you bring hope to him.

You and Gundham hit it off right when you meet he's so ready to share his love of animals

and you love showing him all that you love! he's always willing to listen to you!

He teaches you so many things about animals and how to take care of them and of course his dark arts

you also teach him lots of things about the stuff you love!

eventually Gundham asks you out! you tell him Yes! you'd love to be his girlfriend!

Gundham is very affectionate with you and you both love each other so much

you are the princess that will free him from his curse. And his Bride if you show wish and you do wish! you two love each other so much!

you always take care of each other no matter what<3

[nabateaprodigy]

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

Please Don't Turn Me Into a Marketable Plushy!

Series: Danganronpa.

Characters: Mukuro, Junko, Komaru, and Sonia.

Genre: Fluff/Crack.

Reader: Gender Neutral.

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

Mukuro

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Junko

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Komaru

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sonia

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

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

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

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

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

Click

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

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

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

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

[elisparda]

This may be stupid or dumb but I believe in Ibuki x Mikan. I think it’s really cute and better for both of them and I’ll get right into that.

I think it’s just so cute, they both are cute and like I feel they would be cute together, be the cutest and most out of pocket couple out of the cast. They win all the cutest couple competition they cast would hold, mainly be Ibuki’s idea and Sonia would go along and basically sponsor the whole thing

I feel this would be wonderful for the both of them because they would learn off each other. Ibuki being Ibuki would ask things if Mikan and jokingly ask over the top things with Mikan. Mikan being Mikan would do it because she doesn’t want to lose what Ibuki feels for her. After some time Ibuki would notice Milan’s discomfort and relate it to her own. Ibuki would grow more and think more about Milan’s feelings and stop asking so many things or jokingly ask outlandish things. Ibuki would grow as a person and notice when people are uncomfortable and stop making the uncomfortable things happen. Well to the best of her ability, you can’t please everyone. And Ibuki would genuinely love Mikan and show her what true love is

Mikan would learn to say no to things. Now Mikan would take a lot longer to grow into this habit but slowly she would learn to start saying no to request and than once she does it enough with Ibuki she’ll try it with other people. I feel she would try it with Hajime and Fuyuhiko, those 2 would be the ones to respect her opinion and congratulate her for saying no. In general she would learn to stand up for herself and be more confident. And this might take even longer but she’ll even realize how much Ibuki truly loves her, she’ll learn to accept and love Ibuki back, not because Ibuki said let’s date but because she truly loves Ibuki and is thankful for everything she slowly done for Mikan. I also feel Ibuki would test Mikan without her knowing. A random test where Ibuki ask something if Mikan and would make her extremely uncomfortable and Mikan would have to say no. If Mikan doesn’t say no, Ibuki voids what she ask and explains to Mikan it’s okay to say, definitely to the ones you love, but if Mikan says no Ibuki they both celebrate Mikan progress till it becomes normal.

Also like why wouldn’t they be so cute together, like imagine they go to a party the DR2 cast puts together, they have a good time at the start but than Mikan shows she isn’t liking it, she feel uncomfortable and doesn’t want to be in the loud place. Ibuki would notice this from where ever she is in the party or like 6th sense it. She would take Mikan and they leave the party. They end up going home and enjoying their own personal time.

Also imagine the despair disease is still a thing, we saw how Mikan acted, basically just a fever. Imagine Ibuki taking care of Mikan and everything is more… hot~ you can say, Ibuki even takes advantage of this.

Ibuki pulls Mikan in by the waste and their faces are close, lips almost touching like they are about to kiss. Ibuki says something hot or sensual like “my turn to play nurse, would my patient like a full body check up” while placing her other hand on Mikan cheek

Mikan body already hot but now she blushing, she breathing heavy while Ibuki talks sexy to her, Mikan basically melting in Ibuki’s arms and there a moment of silence because Mikan doesn’t know how to react so Ibuki brings Mikan in for a kiss and the rest is history.

Mikan pushes Ibuki away because she doesn’t want to get Ibuki sick.

Anyways, this is my reason for loving Ibuki x Mikan, I understand at first glance they are nothing alike and don’t belong in a relationship but let me believe

[shouts-into-the-void]

One of my most hated fanfic trends is where that pre-Despair treatment by his classmates is depicted as totally okay and not them being unreasonable. It's especially noticeable in RP blogs or Hinanami fics. They'll often depict his behavior in the second half of Chapter 4 as his default characterization, and have him spend every waking second going after the Reserve Course students and doing nothing else.

Which not only ignores the context of him having been mindwiped, having his first impression of the Reserve Course being the discovery that they apparently destroyed Hope's Peak, and the real source of his anger and depression being the discovery that the class are all terrorists (while being left in the dark about the brainwashing). But it kind of misses the entire point of the whole "talented vs non-talented" theme to have the locally mentally ill kid be the sole cause of the conflict.

Like I'm not against the idea of going against canon, and depicting the rest of the class trying to give him a fair shake. I think there's plenty of friendship interaction potential between him and a number of the class (e.g. Sonia, Imposter, Mahiru, etc.). But to retroactively pretend like they were being completely fair to him and he just brought the ostracism on himself is bullshit.

I think a lot of people also miss the fact that the reason Nagito is so outright antagonistic to Hajime about being a Reserve Course Student is because he feels betrayed. He feels a kinship with Hajime due to their mutual love of Hopes Peak, the two were the closest before everyone turned on him, and he's canonically in love with him. So to find out that Hajime is actually not only talentless, but responsible for destroying the academy they both love and plunging the world into despair?

That's not to say all the rudeness is only because of anger, Nagito's actual personality is actually kind of just like that because he has a God Complex and is more intelligent than all of his peers. Any time he breaks character or looks down on someone, he is kind of a bitch, but more in a "I'm smarter than you, please stop arguing with me when you have no idea what you're talking about" way.

I really do wish people would lean into the potential relationships he has with the rest of the cast more. I don't think there's any way Chisa would have let them keep mistreating him, and I was annoyed that her attempt to explain his actions to the class (which actually did get through to them!) got glossed over in favor of the "Everybody hates Nagito" gag.

Some thoughts on potential relationships:

I personally hc him as besties with Sonia post-canon. Not only because she's the most forgiving, because I feel like the fandom makes her do a lot of emotional labor, but I think they would have similar tastes in novels and I think Sonia's own eccentricities would mean that she isn't as off-put by his weird behavior.

I don't think he would be close with Mahiru, because as much as she's caring and doesn't want him hurt, she's also just very judgemental and I think her tendency to verbally attack people would negatively impact his recovery. I think they would get along, but until she learns how to get past her trauma with her dad and stop letting her friends commit crimes, I think it's at a respectful distance.

While Mikan and Nagito are MLM/WLW Hostility™ I do also think they're friends. They like to bitch at each other, but if anyone dares insult the other they Will Destroy Them. I have always thought of them as working quite closely together during the tragedy for whatever reason, it just seems right in my brain?

I also feel like people miss the wild potential of Nagito just adopting Monica. Like, he raises her from like 10 years old until she's a teenager (I'm assuming she's like 14-15 in the anime?), Monica finally gets someone to actually take care of her instead of abusing and abandoning her, and I'm supposed to believe that they just never speak again? Also Nagito saving and caring for this child after spending his childhood an orphan who was put into dangerous situations a lot is a really great parallel.

I like to think he and Akane do a lot of their recovery at the same time because they're both pretty wasted away by the time they wake up, and they bond little by little. They celebrate when one of them moves up a weight class, but Akane recovers faster so by the end Nagito has to remind her not to break his ribs when she hugs him in joy.

Nekomaru is very helpful in coaching him through his physical recovery due to understanding the limitations of a severe health condition and his experience as a team manager. There's definitely a lot of encouragement on Nekomaru's end because a lot of physical therapy can be embarrassing when things that theoretically should be easy aren't. Basically: Akane, Nekomaru, and Nagito all end up as unlikely gym buddies?

Those are just some of my thoughts and headcanons, absolutely take or leave any of that.

[a-student-out-of-time]

Can I just say to Kikue and Miwa, thanks for still sticking by Hibiki. I was a little afraid what would happen, but she knows it was a mistake and was stuck in a very difficult situation with few to no good options. I do think Matsuda does make some good points at times though, but ultimately nothing justifies what he tried to do to Umeko and Hajime.

You're quite welcome. You all helped me gain the courage to confront my own fears, and I shall return the favor.

You guys are gonna be okay, right?

Yeah. We'll find a way.

...You don't sound too sure.

...I'm trying to be sure. It's just...

...

*Kikue hugs him*

Huh?

Sonia-san going home must've been hard enough...but this too? You guys need a break.

I can only imagine how difficult this must be.

I know you don't want us to take the heat, but if there's anything I can do to help...

...I appreciate it. I'll...I'll let you know.

Take care of yourselves.

...Please do, Haji.

*Miwa takes her hand* We'll all be at the dorms if you need us.

Good luck with everything.

You too...

Enchantress? Please do keep our Siren company as well. She...does not care to be alone.

You got it.

I love you guys.

Love you too, Hibiki.

I love you.

*Reluctantly, Hibiki leaves with Miwa and Kikue*

[mistresslrigtar]

Chapter Sixteen: Dare (written for Zelinktines24 day 16 prompt)

and the angst is back with a vengeance - enjoy!

Read below or HERE

Their newfound bliss is the balm Link has been longing for, and while he’s hopeful he and Zelda are back on a path that will bring them closer, they never finished the conversation they started the other day in the garden. He’s been hesitant to continue it and bring up the Secret Stones, but the thought that there are still six stones in existence that someone could abuse like Ganondorf weighs heavy.

While they’re washing up after dinner, Link summons the courage to broach the subject. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation about the Master Sword and how it was restored.”

Zelda pauses drying the dish she holds, and Link doesn’t miss the worry that flashes in her eyes before she blinks it away and looks at him. “Oh?”

Swallowing, Link hopes what he’s about to suggest will be another step toward healing and moving on. “When our friends visit, I would like to speak with them about gathering up all the remaining stones, destroying them with the sword, and then lay it to rest, once and for all. I can’t… I don’t want it to define who I am anymore. It has caused me nothing but grief.”

Zelda’s expression grows thoughtful and she presses her fingers against her throat where the stone would rest if she wore the choker. “I understand your feelings regarding the sword, but why would you want to destroy the stones? They’ve helped me and the new Champions hone our skills.”

“They’re dangerous. What if another madman tries to take them?” Link’s nerves ratchet up, and he clenches his fists, as his mind races to the possibility of someone attacking Zelda again. She’s powerful, but so had been Sonia, and Ganondorf still managed to kill her. The thought sends a chill trickling like ice down Link’s spine.

“All the more reason to keep them. You can seal the sword away and always retrieve it if we need it again. If we destroy the stones, they’ll be irretrievably lost.” Zelda’s voice is firm, breaking into Link’s waking nightmare, brooking no argument. She resumes drying the dish she holds signifying the conversation is over, but Link refuses to let it go that easily and dares to press further.

“I’m the only one who can use the sword. Ganondorf made it clear anyone with the will can possess those stones. If they’re destroyed they can’t be stolen or swallowed.” As soon as the words leave Link’s mouth, he wishes he could reel them back in. The sudden tension emanating from Zelda is nearly palpable. 

“You don’t trust me.” Her voice trembles with barely restrained anger, and two red splotches appear on her cheeks.

“That’s not what I meant.” Guilt surges over Link at her accusation, and his heart aches at the hurt look in her eyes. He trusts her more than anyone else in the world, but his fear of what can happen to her is too much to bear. “You’re misunderstanding me, you don’t need the stone, and neither do the new Champions to utilize your gifts. Just like I don’t need the Master Sword.”

Zelda’s eyes glaze over, still focusing on his previous statement and not hearing his reasoning. “You’re afraid I’ll swallow it again.”

“I’m afraid, but not of that.” Link takes the dish she’s clutching and sets it aside to hold her hands. Her knuckles crack when he clasps them too tightly,, but he carries on, not caring about the pleading note in his voice. “I’m afraid of losing you again. I’m tired of allowing ancient artifacts to dictate our fate. Let’s free ourselves from their grasp once and for all. Please, Zelda, consider it.”

Zelda lets out a shuddering breath and stares into a middle distance past his shoulder. When she finally speaks, it’s in a whisper and she can’t seem to look him in the eye. “I’ll have to think about it.”

Link’s heart sinks, and stomach twisting into a tight knot of disappointment, he drops her hands. He knows from experience by the closed look on Zelda’s face, that it’s pointless to press the matter further. Instead, he stiffly nods, trying to push down his deep dismay as they continue cleaning in an awkward silence. The clinking of dishes and the rustling of the cloth are the only sounds in the room. The weight of unspoken words hangs between them, and Link has no idea how to smooth things over. As much as he wishes he’d spoken more eloquently, he can’t take back what was said, and doesn’t want to. It’s what he wants, and has no idea what he’ll do if Zelda chooses the stones over him.

Please don't be mad at me 😬😇and people say BotW/TotK Link has no emotion. He's a frigging ticking Zonai time bomb!

TYSM to @lovesickflora who approved this dramatic course of action 😂

[plaindangan]

Peko loves to satisfy Fuyuhiko in all lewd manners tho he can’t help but wonder if she had other family members like an older sister when she was sold to the Yakuza. Peko has no memories of it but still Fuyuhiko wonders if she’s as submissive or dominant compared to Peko.

Meanwhile Martina has a weird feeling someone is talking about her as she pegs another peacekeeper while wearing a dominatrix outfit

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

“Oh, Young Master~ Won’t you come to bed?~”

She didn’t have to tell him twice.

After a long day of running the clan, Fuyuhiko was exhausted…

But upon seeing his darling Peko dressed in a see-through, green, nightgown that just hugged her voluptuous figure his fatigue magically went away as he embraced his lover. Pleased, Peko guided both to their bed where she sat Fuyuhiko down.

“Yes, that’s it…just let your obedient tool take care of you, Young Master~” Planting a kiss on his lips, Fuyuhiko watched, mesmerized and smitten, as Peko went between his legs. Unzipping his pants, and in one fluid motion, Peko completely rid his lower half of clothing. Of the wretched things that stood between her glossy, pink lips - no, sheathe- and the ‘sword’ that needed to be put away. 

Smooooooooooch~

Fuyuhiko moaned, his body shuddering as Peko’s soft lips kissed his tip and and would wrap her mouth around his shaft. Suckling on it, eager to ‘polish’ his ‘blade’ to perfection. Even if that meant the posibility of it spilling into her awaiting mouth herself. As she sucked him, Fuyuhiko could only think of how lucky he was. To have someone devoted, so loving towards him and his endeavors. A partner for life~

Though…it also got him thinking. What of the family Peko had before? That had abandoned her? Where any of them even remotely close to Peko in terms of their devotion. That could match her submissive, yet very much dominating, tendencies?

Anyone out there?

-

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“You! Pathetic! Little! Slut~ You like that, don’t you? You like being, beaten and fucked! Fucked! Sense! Less! Right? My dear little subordinate, slut?~” Currently both were in a secret location of Kanai Ward - but wherever they were, anyone could see it was a sex dungeon. Chained face face down to a heart shaped bed was a masked, gagged, man. Moaning like quite the little slut as Martina Electro, clad in skintight black latex, was pegging his ass with very thick strap-on. One that seemed very eager to find a new home in such an obedient pig as Martina slapped quite the plump ass while digging into him deeper.

As the moans from her dear peacekeeper bounced throughout the walls of the dungeon, Martina paused the pegging as she sensed something. Was…was someone else out there having her in her mind? Perhaps…no. She was just being self-centered again~ 

Besides, why focus of what is likely an impossibility when she has an ass to stretch otu, right?

“Now then…hope you’re ready for the riding crop my dear little peacekeeper~” Martina said, cackling as she gripped his ass like a vice.

-

“Young Master? You seem deep in thought? Am I not doing this right?” Peko asked, concerned. To which Fuyuhiko quickly calmed her fears.

“N-no! Don’t worry, Peko! It’s nothin’ just got work shit on my mind a bit more than usual” he said, opting not to really tell her he was thinking about her family. Luckily, Peko seemed to move on from it…to something mroe devious in mind. 

“Is that so? Then…that just means I need to work hard to tend to my Master!!” Huh? Quickly heading into the bathroom, Fuyuhiko was curious to what Peko would be doing..and blushed as he saw what she was now wearing. It was a strap-on that was all lubed up and very eager to get to work. 

“I know just how to get rid of all your distractions. Young Master, won’t you turn over and let your tool fuck you silly?~” she asked, voice filled with want and eagerness to get closer to Fuyuhiko via method recommended to her by Sonia and Mikan with their husbands.

And by the time she was done with Fuyuhiko? Yeah, there was no way he’d be thinking of people that no longer had anything to do with his Peko~ Not for a loooooong while, at least!

[ultimaid]

Genuine question, I don't mean any offense, but what do you see in Sounia? He's such a creep to her.

he is! and i don’t condone his behavior toward her in any way, i do find it creepy and the fact that she in-game wants him dead is honestly pretty funny. this post is NOT me making excuses for canon!souda’s actions.

for me it’s more like… i see a lot of painful awkwardness in souda. a lot of “oh god i don’t know how to interact with people” that comes with his obvious neurodiversity + having grown up in an abusive environment. and i think that mirrors sonia’s own awkward nature, in a way, she’s just much more graceful and poised about it. in the end they’re both huge nerds and i think that, once souda is able to realize “hey!! this is NOT how you treat someone you like!!” and gain a little empathy, they could have a really intriguing dynamic.

it’s about the growth for me — about souda’s growth, sure, about him learning how to interact with the people around him in a way that doesn’t put them off immediately, but also about sonia’s growth and being able to set boundaries (which she never clearly does in the game). it’s very much NOT a “using the woman for the man’s growth” sort of thing for me — it’s about both of them! i think they could get along!

pluuuus, i haven’t seen the dr3 anime but i think they are friends in it, based on what i’ve heard! or at least closer than they are in the game, which makes me happy.

in the end it’s more of a hypothetical dynamic than anything else, but i think they could have fun being silly and nerdy together. once souda realizes she’s just another person and once she feels comfortable setting boundaries with him i just think it could be something interesting to explore.

(i’m also weak for silly puppy-love crushes that grow into actual respect and care.)

one of my favorite takes on their relationship and how it could develop postcanon is in this fic, pygmalion effect. major TW for a few things in the fic (all of which i believe the author tagged), plus the last chapter is just porn, but it’s genuinely such a fascinating take on the sounia and sonsoudam dynamics.

EDIT: goodness i didn’t explain myself well at all in this post i am so sorry. please let me know if you need any further clarification, i love talking about these two.

[juviaenochian]

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu and Juvia Enochian's Past pt 2

"Then, why am I here?" she asked. "It's not safe for you out there," Headmaster Kirigiri replied, "That, and we...um..." "We what?" she asked. "We just want you to be safe," he sighed, "We can't have you wandering around." "So, you just wanna keep me locked up in here," she narrowed her eyes, "Is that it?" "We want you to have a normal life." "I want a life? Hahahaha!" she chuckled, "I have no life!" "I..." "I don't need you," she said, "You're scared of me.... Just admit it...." "No, we're not scared," Headmaster Kirigiri replied, "We just think you'd be better off staying here." "Yeaaaah," she sighed, "You're afraid of me..." "No," he shook his head, "We're not." "What are you so afraid of," she put her hands on her hips, "You can't handle me?" "A-As I said," he stammered, "We just want to protect you." "Hahaha!" she laughed,

"Do this for me.... Don't. Expel. Kuzuryu.... Understand?" "W-What do you want?" "It doesn't matter," she sighed, "Just do it," She glared at him, "I don't want to see you. Okay?" "O-Okay," he nodded, "I won't." "Good," she turned her back on him, "I gotta go." "I'll walk you," he said. "No," she replied, "I'll be fine," She stood in front of his office and patted her pocket, The Yakuza boy was in shock of what happened, he looked back at the headmaster. "What just happened?" he asked. "She's...special," Headmaster Kirigiri replied, "Don't worry about it." Fuyuhiko just sighed, "Okay," "Come on," he opened the door to his office, "I'll show you out." "No, it's okay," Fuyuhiko said, "I can do it myself." "Are you sure?" Headmaster Kirigiri asked. "Yeah," he nodded, "I got it." "Alright." He was still in shock of what just happened. He was walking down the hallway towards his class. "Why would she do that?" he thought, "What's her problem?" He reached his class and saw that everyone was there. He went to his desk that was next to his childhood friend/bodyguard Peko Pekoyama: Ultimate Swordswoman. "Is there something wrong, Young Master?" she asked. "I-I'll tell you later," he answered. "Okay," she sat down, "Please hurry." He sat down in his desk and took out his notebook, "Class," Chisa Yukizome, the teacher of Class 77, said, "We have a student from Class 66 joining us today. I was informed that her entire class was expelled so, she's going to be with us for the whole school year," she gestured to someone to enter the classroom and to Fuyuhiko's surprise, it was Juvia, "Everyone, Meet Juvia Enochian from Class 66." Everyone said hi to her while Juvia just stood there, "Juvia," Chisa called, "Are you okay?" "Yes," she answered, "I'm fine." "Alright," Chisa sighed, "Please do have a seat." The Encyclopedia walks through the class and found a seat right next to Sonia Nevermind, The Ultimate Princess. "Um...," Juvia said, "Can I sit here?" "Sure," Sonia replied, "But, isn't the seat next to you... taken?" "I don't care," Juvia smiled, "It's fine." "Okay," Sonia replied, "If you say so." "Please have a seat," Chisa smiled and Juvia sat down. "I take it you know everyone here," Chisa asked. "Yep," she nodded, "I tutored some of them." "You're a tutor?" "Yup," she nodded. "You must be really good." "Thank you," Juvia smiled. "Now, let's start the lesson," Chisa took out a book from the shelf, "Today, we'll be discussing Romeo and Juliet." "Doesn't that play suck?" asked Chiaki Nanami, The Ultimate Gamer. "We'll get into that," Chisa smiled, "After we finish reading." "Ah." "Juvia," Chisa called, "Why don't you recite it for us?" "Ahh," she stood up, "Yes, ma'am." "Start," Chisa smiled. She took a deep breath and said, "These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow." Everyone gasped, including Fuyuhiko, "What...was that?" "It...it was amazing," Sonia stuttered, "How did you memorize that?" "I...," Juvia paused, "I read it many times." "It's...amazing," Fuyuhiko muttered. "Thank you," she smiled. "You...you must be...," Sonia stuttered, "A genius." "I think you're mistaken," Juvia shook her head, "I'm just a simple girl with facts." "Huh?" Sonia blinked. "Didn't you hear what I said?" Juvia asked, "I told you I'm a tutor, which means I tutor people about different subjects, including Shakespeare." "Oh," Sonia blinked, "I thought you were a genius."

"They said that I am, okay?", she said mildly annoyed. "Okay," Sonia apologized, "I apologize for my misunderstanding." "It's okay," Juvia shrugged, "I get insulted like that all the time." "I can't believe it," Sonia muttered, "You're the nicest person I've ever met." "It's probably because I'm used to people insulting me," Juvia replied, "That makes me a good tutor." "I...," Sonia sighed, "I guess you're right." "Now," Chisa interrupted, "Let's continue." Nagito Komaeda, The Ultimate Lucky Student, stood up with the book and read, "O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of divinest show! Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st, A damned saint, an honourable villain! O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell; When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh? Was ever book containing such vile matter So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell In such a gorgeous palace!"

[more-than-a-princess]

Tsubasa: 🐸New friends 💋 good/bad influence (COOL INFLUENCE) ♝ Found family (at least on Tsubasa's part - if you're a friend, you're family to them)

Anzu: 🐸New friends ▲ Besties (eventually, as far as she's concerned) 💃Partners in Crime (the crime is 'bothering shinobu')

Shinobu: ♫ Reluctant friends (from Shinobu, at least) 💋 good/bad influence (bad influence? good influence? who is to say really) ➣ One-sided crush (from Shinobu, she's gonna be very unhappy with herself about it) perhaps into € Mutual unknown longing (perhaps maybe maybe)

Relationship dynamics meme - Accepting. So very much accepting. Please send this in if you'd like to write with me/already are writing with me so we can plot!

Ooh so many great ideas! I'll respond to this by muse:

Tsubasa: Yes PLEASE have Tsubasa be Sonia's cool influence! I could see them becoming friends very quickly and easily, and Tsubasa teaches Sonia cool slang and not to sound like a 40 year old trapped in an 18 year old's body. Take Sonia to skating competitions! Or concerts! Or other cool teenage things! Let Sonia put temporary bright streaks or extensions in her hair and neon makeup! Give her a digital pet (that she will suck at taking care of but it's the thought that counts)!

She will be totally poggers in no time do people even say poggers or vibe or mood anymore but yeah Sonia still will because it's Sonia and no matter how hard someone tries, she's a dork. She's a dork around regular people because she's so sheltered. She's a dork in the upper classes because she's obsessed with horror/occult/serial killers/anime/dramas/gothic and romantic literature.

In Sonia's case, she can teach Tsubasa all about etiquette, or public speaking, or languages. Or horror movies. Is Tsubasa easily scared? For their sake, I hope they aren't.

Don't let Sonia cook for them either but that goes for any and all muses!

Anzu: Sonia will have no choice but to become besties with Anzu. One, she's just so nice and friendly and energetic! And two, Anzu will hear about how her bestest friend ever Shinobu met the Princess of Novoselic and didn't outright hate her and, if I'm right about this, that's good enough for Anzu.

These two tag each other in new IG filters and swoon over dramas, I bet. Anzu tries to take Sonia to do young, cool and hip teenage girl things, like meeting her favorite hosts at the host club, but Sonia is uncomfortable by the prospect of paying someone to talk to her/be her friend. If just for the fact her family has already done that in the past, or people tend to befriend her because they want what she represents or something she has, instead of who she is.

Anzu is also the Queen of the Stairs. That is: Sonia will learn to think twice about taking the stairs at Hope's Peak Academy - she'll never know who's lying at the bottom, clearly in pain from a certain gremlin who has pushed them and made it look like an accident (my money is on Hiyoko ending up there sooner rather than later).

But still, very good and agreeable friends, though Anzu always seems to be laser focused on...

Shinobu: Oh yes, if there's any reluctance in this friendship, it's on Shinobu's end. Sonia is already plenty entertained by their morbid outlook on their attire and the ball in general, so she'll be more than happy to befriend them. Despite all the rumors floating around Hope's Peak about how cruel Shinobu Yaguchi is towards...well, everyone. But especially girls who get too close to them and then get disappointed when they're rejected.

Fortunately for Shinobu, dating them isn't at the forefront of Sonia's mind, at least not at first. She's just happy to make a new friend! One that happens to be thoughtful, introspective, brooding, bitter but kind to at least one person/Anzu, tends to need a hug and a smile more than most...well, you can see where I'm going with this:

mutual/known longing is likely to happen in this case. I can see Sonia feeling at ease in their company, as they likely won't care about her title and is far more interested in Sonia's personality, or at least the concerning parts of it: her obsession with the disturbing and the fact she's not breaking out in tears every time Shinobu glares at her, or tells her she's annoying, or some other tactic that usually makes other girls crumble.

Sonia's not like other girls: she's got concerning hobbies, believes the best in everyone, and is an absolute idiot when it comes to recognizing someone is in love with her (Kazuichi aside).

They need all the help they can get, but don't tell Anzu that. She'll only be more determined to resolve this one-sided crush that could turn into mutual pining. They can both be the good/bad influence!

Also: can we say a prayer for Sonia's windows (from Shinobu) and Sonia's general privacy (from Anzu)? RIP to both. She won't see them intact again: not for long, at least.

[despair-to-future-arcs]

Your uncle died?

*One explanation later*

So... that's what happen to you?

I-it did and honestly, I was so upset about all of it!

I mean for god sakes, one of my classmates was found dead on the floor at the front of the class during exams and not just that and my teacher she isolating and restricting me, but if we don't success then will fail and I just...I...!

Her funeral is happening right now and I'm not there to mourn for her and I guess I'm not doing so great, but I know I need to be presentable towards my people.

*hugs Sonia and comforts her* I'm sorry you had to go through all that, Sonia. You didn't deserve to be treated as such...

Still...I can't believe this, that school had not only hidden 2 murder cases but also the fact the students were force to sign this NDA?! What the hell type of school is this, we need to inform your parents about this right away!

Wait wait, hold on uncle; I don't think we should just yet!

You know that mother and father are preparing the whole parade for this celebration tomorrow and I don't think it's proper for a women of my standing to just not show up even if I'm not in a good mood.

Are you sure, I feel your parents would understand if you aren't feeling too great.

It's fine, uncle - I feel that I should set aside my own emotions and help prepare for the parade, after all if I show fear then it would scare our people.

So let's discuss this after the parade and speeches, I'm sure we can do that.

Sonia...

Very well, if that is what you wish to do then will do so if that's how you feel; you really are becoming like your mother it seems, caring for our citzens.

Thank you, uncle... now let's go and have dinner then...

'I...I should of let uncle tell them all what happen, then... then maybe that wouldn't have happen...'

...

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Date: July 30th, 2011

[X]

*cheering of the crowd as Sonia and her family's carriage rode by*

???: Princess Sonia is here! She has return to us!

???: Wahoo, the Nevermind Royal family is here to greet us!

*waves to her people* Hello my fellow citizens, it's good to have return.

Goodness, you really pull the stops mother, everyone is having a good time!

Well of course, after all with 500 years of history and culture of our home; I feel we really need to go out.

Quite, honestly I feel happy to see so many people out. Speaking of which Sonia, did you meet anyone resembling the legendary hero? One that wears a white shirt, and possesses and antenna that can sense danger, has a face lacking distinguishing characteristics and he shall bring light to the tropical land?

Miriko... please don't bring that up, Sonia did just come back and we have this parade right now so let's not ask yet.

Ah right, sorry I suppose given you are studying at Hope's Peak; you don't have time for that, do you?

Not really, no; I just been studying and understanding Japanese culture, I really haven't had time to meet anyone like that sadly...(Honestly I don't think I've ever left the school at all and never explore Japan because the teacher wants me to understand it's work culture...Why did they send me there at all?)

Well alright, I suppose that is expecting a bit much but anyway, seems we are getting to the stage!

Oh yes, we are it seems!

*Sonia and the rest of her family get off and get on stage which then speeches, then it was Sonia's turn...*

-ow, it's time to heard a speech from the next in line for the throne, Sonia Nevermind.

*walks over to the stage and holds some papers* Hello everyone, I am Sonia Nevermind. Next in line for the throne and will soon take over after I have graduated.

I understand that the dangerous we have face and struggles of constant attacks that have occur but I assure we our proud people and must stand firm in what we we and I-. (Just keep speaking your doing great...)

SONIA, LOOK OUT! *Daniel rush over quickly spotting something then-*

*BANG!!!*

*As then Sonia's uncle got shot right in front and fell to the floor, blood was slowly covering the stage as then murmurs and whispers came from the incident and lots of screaming...*

Un-Uncle Daniel!

'I was shock when it happen, it all came so quickly and I didn't have time to respond, I was taken away but my uncle was confirm dead...'

[womanofwords]

STEM Kids Shenanigans (Chapter 26)

Chapter 26: The Hated One

Melanie groaned as she prepared herself for another day of school. Another day of trying to keep order in a place where nobody appreciated her for it. Even the teachers wouldn't give her the time of day now.

"Melanie, you're late," Mr Oluwatola said. "Care to explain yourself?"

"Traffic," Melanie groaned. "It doesn't matter. Nothing special is happening today."

"Actually, something is, I think," Sonia said. "The nursery near to the school is coming here to partner with some of the older students. Or is that some other day?"

"No, that's today," Mr Oluwatola said. "They'll be coming over to your classrooms while you work."

"So we're just going to be surrounded by a bunch of little children?" Sonia asked.

"I hope my little sister comes to one of my classes," Angelo sighed.

"She won't," Melanie snarked. "I know you, Angelo. She'll probably cause chaos."

"She's three. What do you expect her to do?" Angelo said.

"Nothing good," Melanie said.

"What's her problem?" Dante asked.

"She hates us, that's what her problem is," Layla said. "Let's just hope she leaves us alone. She's already lost everything she values."

"The only thing she's ever valued is her prefect badge," Yujin pointed out.

"And since she had it taken away from her, I'm technically correct," Layla remarked.

(PAUSE)

It was art class when the little ones descended by way of an open door. A little boy wearing dinosaur overalls waddled into the room, giggling as students cooed at him. Two little girls wandered in after him. One of them was Mirella.

"Angie!" she giggled, rushing over to him. Angelo scooped her up, sitting her on the desk while the other small children clambered up him.

"Angelo, do you know these children?" Miss Powers asked.

"Yes. This is my little sister, Mirella," Angelo said. "These other children must be her friends from nursery. Mirella, are these your friends?"

"Uh-huh," Mirella said.

"Mirella, where's your teacher?" Yujin asked.

"I don't care," Mirella said. Angelo's classmates laughed.

"Now, Mirella, how about big brother takes you and your classmates back to your teacher?" Angelo asked.

"No!" Mirella snapped. "I stay here!"

"I'm stayin', too!" the boy with the dinosaur overalls said. The other little girl agreed, and Angelo was outnumbered.

"OK. But if your teacher comes in, you have to go," Angelo said.

"No! I can't go!" Mirella said, rushing over to Yujin and grabbing on tight. "I wanna stay with Yujee!"

"Aww!" Yujin cooed.

"They are just the cutest!" Layla gushed. Their classmates were agreeing with them as they orbited around Angelo Riva.

A frazzled young man in a light blue dress shirt rushed in. "Excuse me, have you seen three children?"

"Yes, they're right here," Miss Powers said.

"No, I don't wanna go! I wanna stay with my big brother!" Mirella cried.

"Mimi, you have to go. Your teacher's worried about you," Angelo said.

"But I won't see you until we're at home!" Mirella whined.

"I'm sure you'll live," Melanie spat. She thought she was saying it to herself, but heads turned in anger and shock. The kindergarten teacher looked horrified.

"Melanie, she's only three!" Layla snapped.

"Why is she mean, Angie?" Mirella asked.

"Melanie, outside, please," Miss Powers said. Her typical smile was gone. Melanie sighed and waltzed out.

"Pardon me for wanting class to carry on as normal," Melanie snarked, as she left the room. How was she the bad guy here? Angelo was the one shamelessly milking them for their own reactions by using some little kid, and they were falling for it.

For the rest of the day, she could tell that she was being looked at differently. More people avoided her, people gave her more dirty looks than usual. And now there were the whispers.

"Did you hear what she said to Angelo's little sister?"

"Almost made her cry."

"So glad since she got her prefect badge removed."

"I've hated her since forever."

(PAUSE)

Melanie stomped over to her room immediately after she got home. "Melanie, how was school?" her mother asked.

"I don't want to talk about it," Melanie said, storming up the stairs to her room. Sonia came in a few minutes later.

"What's up with her?" Melanie's mother asked.

"I don't know. I just remember seeing a bunch of little kids invade art class and she's just been in a foul mood ever since," Sonia said. "You'll have to ask her."

Mrs Sainsbury went upstairs to her daughter's bedroom and knocked on the door. "Melanie, dear?" she asked, tentatively. "I'd like to talk to you about school."

"Why?" Melanie sobbed. "I hate it there!"

"Melanie!" Mrs Sainsbury admonished. "This isn't like you at all, what happened?"

"Those horrible kids from the STEM club! One of them made the children like them and the children were interrupting the lesson," Melanie explained in such detail that it made her mother wince. "I wanted the little kids to leave and now everyone hates me! I want a new school!"

"I'm sure you're just saying that," her mother said.

"No! I hate them so much! I want them to go away! I want you to go away! Go away!" Melanie sobbed.

Winifred Sainsbury backed out of her daughter's room slowly. "Sonia, I think Melanie might need some space to think," she said to Sonia.

"Fine by me," Sonia said.

To read the other parts of this fic, see Masterlist.