#so Ryoma is not a woman ! not a man either but she can be a girl or a girly? thang

[silbeni]

Feel like talking about Ryoma gender

[danganronpa-fantasy-au]

Kaede Akamatsu is the princess of the kingdom of the bards, Meoria. She is known for being a strong leader and a beautiful musician, with just as much golden fingers as her golden heart. She and her twin sister, Kaori, often spend their time among the commoners in order to better understand and provide for their people, preparing for the day Kaede becomes queen.

Rantaro Amami is a traveler who travels on the ocean sea, conquering new lands, taking over pirate crews, and going on adventures far and wide. He is the most renowned for taking more lands for the king and queen of Meoria. His conquests are marked with the fact that he is an impeccably charming man, capable of enchanting anyone who dares stand in his way, making him perhaps the most ruthless and dangerous conqueror to exist thus far.

Ryoma Hoshi is a prisoner in the dungeons of the Meorian Royal Palace. It is unknown why he was originally imprisoned or what his crime was. All that is known of him is that he awaits execution on death row and is considered a maximum-level threat to public safety.

Kirumi Tojo is a maid of a wealthy lord, and is often seen in the town running errand for him. She is the cook, the cleaner, and even the entertainment for him, and she gets paid very well for it. It is said that she originated from a land in poverty, and works to provide a better life for herself and pave the way for the people of her homeland to do the same. However, due to her strange and unusual hair and eye color, and her half-demon status, she is discriminated against quite a lot.

Angie Yonaga is a nun in the St. Atua Nunnery. A noble born young woman, she was traded off to the nunnery by her father when she refused to ever marry, and certainly not a man she didn't truly love. And due to this, she takes her responsibilities very seriously, but still manages to have fun and bear a smile along the way. Though she's more than willing to sin if she finds it fun, believing it would be what Jesus died for if she did, she won't abandon her job, grateful that it allowed her to never marry.

Tenko Chabashira was once an aspiring nun, being a lady of noble birth, herself, but upon seeing the effects it had on Angie Yonaga, she ran off, and instead found a shaman willing to train her in martial arts, instead. And now a skilled warrior, she fights against those she perceives as injustices, including violations against women primarily. Abuse, sexual assault, even so much as raising your voice to a woman can get you body-slammed, so much so that her fierce dedication for protecting the vulnerable has been acknowledged by Princess Kaori.

Korekiyo Shinguji was rumored to have faced severe abuse at the hands of someone who claimed to love him, and as such, has skewed his idea of love very much. He grew up to become a male prostitute, which he does in search of either true love or something to make him feel "clean". He is so desperate for it, that it is well known that sleazy people have abused that desperation for their own selfish gain, and he now wonders if it'll ever truly be different for him...

Miu Iruma is an inventor who hides away in the woods to avoid the constraints society holds on women. She has invented several mechanical masterpieces, including metallic tentacle-like appendages to carry her around and carry things for her while she reclines in comfort. She is very sexual and crass in nature, but has a shyer, more soft side to her upon being either yelled at or having a longstanding relationship with someone, platonic or otherwise.

Gonta Gokuhara is an animal tamer, most commonly known for working on the behavior of the pets of noble families. Everyone from the Chabashira family to the Yonaga family, to even the royal family, themselves have hired him to calm their animals. Due to this, he has excelled at taming, caring for, breeding, and operating on animals of all kinds, but his true passion is bugs. He studies them in his free time, and though he can't find a profession to do it, he records all his observations and findings about the unique species in a leather-bound journal, which he carries on him at all times, noting new findings at any given opportunity.

Kokichi Ouma was a vampire king at the age of five who it's said ruled with tyranny until age fifteen, when his people revolted, stripped him of his power and his fortune, and exiled him to Meoria, allowing his twin sister, Kokona, to rule in his stead. On the streets and homeless, the former king quickly found a refuge through stealing and pawning off items for money, if not stealing money, itself. Through this, he became so infamous as to be known as "Dusky Rouge", and he has even managed to gain himself a living space, if it can be called that, with it. To this day, no one has ever gotten a good look nor been able to capture the phantom thief.

Kaito Momota grew up in the care of his sickly grandparents, who died when he was very young. Upon their deaths, he was adopted by the Captain of the Royal Guards, and he was raised to be a knight, which Kaito takes with pride, protecting those in need and not afraid of flaunting his status to do it. He has a heroic ideology, and is more often than not perusing the streets for any conflict in need of solving, unaware of just how dangerous that could prove to be with a bounty on his head...

Tsumugi Shirogane, known under her nickname as Deathless God, masquerades as a man, including a plague doctor mask, in order to practice medicine. She is also a tailor publicly, sewing clothing for both the elite and the poor, being the name worn by most of the other muses on this list. Little is known about her, other than the fact that she's a determined woman and will fight for what she wants if not given to her, but despite this, she's known for being very shy and reserved, simply finding unusual ways around her problem to get what she wants.

Kiibo Idabashi is the creation of a mad scientist, built to have feelings and free will like any normal human being. Due to this, when he's in disguise, it is near impossible to determine he's anything less than human, and unless you befriend him, he will go out of his way to hide it, covering his black tearstains with makeup and using that same makeup to turn his skin a more alive color. He has also worn contacts to give himself brown hair and brown eyes in order to fool people, which he does with ease. However, he has a job as a florist, as taking care of life is what intrigues him the most, not having a true "life", himself.

Maki Harukawa is a dangerous assassin with a bounty on the head of Kaito Momota. In her early days, she was an orphan taken into assassin training, purely based on the level of submission she showed to other orphanage kids. There, she was given a task: eliminate Kaito Momota to pave the way for her boss to take over the kingdom. With the prized nights gone, the boss figures the princesses, the king, and the queen will surrender the throne, and if not, he'll have Maki kill them and make an example of them. However, Maki fights only to protect her best friend from the orphanage, Etsuko, taking on the pain to protect her... including the pain of taking the life of someone who's kind to her.

Himiko Yumeno is a powerful but lazy mage, whose magic is said to be unrivaled. She gained her power through unknown means, but she is said to be so powerful that she, alone, protects the kingdom from supernatural threats, and her mere presence sends all beings with malicious intent, from vampires to unicorns, running away with their metaphorical and/or literal tails between their legs. With that said, after her initial debut, she has taken to alchemy and selling common potions as medicinal cures, making her close rivals with Tsumugi Shirogane.

Shuichi Saihara is a detective on the trail of the infamous Dusky Rouge. Dusky Rouge (yes, Rouge as in red, not Rogue) has constantly evaded his tracking, and he's determined to bring him to justice for all the people he's left destitute. This is in part because of pressure from his uncle, but mostly due to him having seen the destitution and poverty that follows the infamous thief's trail. And little does he know, the thief knows full well that he's getting close...

[letsriddlemethislucifer]

"If I am permitted to ask a question, Lord Ryoma, but... what are your intentions concerning what will be done with me?"

Perhaps it seemed a bit harsh to ask it like that, but Daedra knew that sometimes it was best to do so. Atleast in terms of a political matter, and frankly... this was a political matter. More or less.

The redhead was worried for her future well being, as was expected. Yet, currently she was more of a tactical trump card, than an average prisoner of war. It was precisely that reason she was compelled to ask. Namely as.... she was hardly being treated as either. Daedra was not kept in chains, she was not punished or denied of basic necessities or rights. She felt more like a welcomed guest much of the time... and it was unnerving her a bit.

The petite woman wanted to assume the best of others. That Hoshido was simply showing basic hospitality.... but that just seemed so unlikely. Yet, better than just assume something foul.... Daedra opted to ask.

[[Speaking of Sunshine Prince -- (offers him some hand crumbs)]]

From: @tactful-kind-daedra || To: Ryoma

--- There was not much he could say that would ease her troubled mind. Afterall, Daedra had certainly been ripped away of all she had just become accustomed to. No doubt she certainly had small pieces of important information about Nohr's castle layout, along with future plans from the main tactician Iago.

Still, Daedra had only been an assistant to him; not only that, but she was not originally apart of Nohr until recent events. From all that Ryoma could gather, she had been an outsider stumbling into the wrong place at the wrong time.

Even when Takumi had first threatened her with his bow, she barely lifted her tome to attack first. There had been no sign of malicious intent from her, even now as she was sitting across from him eating a hot meal.

She neither snuck around, nor did she attempt harm upon herself or those around her. The young lady had been more kindly and charitable than even Ryoma had ever expected; wandering over to those hurt or in need without a second thought to her well being.

Although he had been in charge of keeping an eye on her, she had never even tried to run away. Not once. Even when he clearly left his guard down or left the doors open for fresh air.

What did he have in mind for her, indeed?

Even the Prince was uncertain now that he had observed her for this long. He could have forced information out of her from the beginning, but she had never given any indication that she withheld anything against Hoshido from the beginning.

Or, perhaps, he wanted to believe so.

Was he growing soft?

He should hope not. After some lingering thoughts, he settled his bowl down, chopsticks placed neatly on top of it.

"Have I done something to make you wary in speaking your mind?"

His voice was as gentle as a flute's tender notes dancing on the wind. Genuinely, he asked this first and foremost. However, he did not want her to feel all the more troubled; and so the man followed up with an answer to her on inquiry.

"As of tomorrow...I will have it known that you may walk freely amongst the people of Hoshido."

"Perhaps I seem rather foolish, or even hopeful towards you; but I wish to believe that you do not want harm to befall upon my people."

"I ask that you be at ease, Daedra... Please, wander about our homeland and learn of our customs. View with your own eyes who were are and what we strive to protect."

"Though, that can wait for tomorrow. For now, please, have your fill. You've hardly touched your meal."

[im-not-a-porno]

Oh boh how do i explain this? Hinoka is one of my favorite characters in all fates and my favorite sibling but it's a bit hard to explain why one likes something.

First, yes Hinoka is pretty boring, mostly because her hobbies and stuff are not that obvious as others, we know she likes Yoga from one of her quotes when you invite her to your room and if you talk to her in castle grounds she says that in a slow day she will ride her horse.

She has a horse besides her pegasus

This woman is the definition of horse girl and I love her

But a lot of her is very hidden and the main plotline barely using her, maybe less than even Camilla doesn't allow for people to see her fully you know?

The reason why i like her is because she (and honestly all the Hoshido siblings to some extent) has the healthies relationship with Corrin, especially if you compare it to Camilla.

In her supports Corrin is barely mentioned if ever and she doesn't like start romances because of it either (see CamillaxJacob support or CamillaxRyoma i really wish they were different).

Her supports with her siblings show she is a pretty solid sister, we see in her supports with Kaze she that she and Sakura are penpals and she inmediatly helps Sakura when she feels insecure in their supports. We find a lot of the family unit in her support with Azura (one of my faves) we see that she is always checking on Sakura; she describes Takumi as oblivious (which makes sense considering this man spends like 70% of his time training where we know Hinoka doesn't, more on that later), but she notices quite quickly Takumi's selfsteem issues and tried her best to reassure him (I saw someone saying that Takumi was just following her example and, you can make that case but these acts come from different places in ther heart. Takumi wants to prove himself useful and great, while Hinoka wants to keep everyone safe and has this feeling that we also see in Sakura of 'how could i send you into danger when I am more than capable of taking it'). Her relationship with Ryoma is slightly more solid, if we were to compare, because of their trauma bond, being the only ones that remember both the kidnapping of Corrin and death of Sumeragi and most likely the death of Ikona as well.

Hinoka does NOT fall short into being a good sister for Azura either (unlike someone that doesn't even have a support chain with her... i am not mad at Camilla i am mad at the devs for that choice specifically). Hinoka realized how little attention she has given Azura during her stay (which Azura doesn't seem to mind much tbh, introvert representation we love to see it) and Hinoka makes a point to take her shopping and spend time with her and HAND FORGE A FUCKING FIRE PENDANT FOR AZURA TO REPRESENT HER FAMILY IN HOSHIDO

LIKE-

The Nohrian siblings could never tbh anywho

The reason i said that Hinoka has the healthies relationship with Corrin is because, besides the main story not using her much, there is a slight like separation between them in their supports (which i hate) but combining it with the fact that she started training at 7 years old to rescue Corrin, the moment she sees them she basically falls into their arms sobbing, in a way they have not done in years, of relief that Corrin is back (the moment i fell for her as a character and i was so relieved i was playing birthright). When you invite her to your room she says things like "I'm glad you called me, i needed someone to talk to" when you are married saying things like "You two are good for each other, you know? I enjoy visiting" like some people might say that that is too casual or too distant but if you compare it to Xander or Camilla that have more this parent/child relationship with Corrin, this is healthier.

Hinoka depends on you as much as you depend on her emotionally, there is a push and pull that Corrin doesn't have with Xander or Camilla (it could be the same said with Ryoma saying similar things but Ryoma feels actually a bit more colder and like he remarks the age difference that Hinoka doesn't do.)

It doesn't feel like an imbalance in power as with the other older siblings, most likely because Hinoka must be like at most 1 or 2 years older than Corrin.

Her friendship supports are super fun (I am taking both Setsuna and Camilla with the festival of Bonds with Oboro and Orochi).

Her supports with Setsuna are honestly one of the most realistic when it comes to "two best friends that are bad at something and want to be better and they get better, failing but get better" (i could also talk for quite a while about how Setsuna is not so incompetent yall are just mean); I wish her supports with Camilla delved deeper into their siblings and their relationships like the parallels and stuff, we have something like that with Leo and Takumi but it is based on them mostly and not on the family dynamics we barely see (like yes them knitting is but also one of the few supports where bringing Corrin up makes sense for Camilla and Hinoka and they don't do it like bruh-)

Her support with Orochi is SO. DAMN. ANGSTY!!!!! Talking about the loss of Mikoto and how Orochi, although she does want to be a retainer for Hinoka she still is grieving and the phrase that Orochi speaks in the air saying "I'm sorry Lady Hinoka, Orochi lied to you... I know you would have been a great master and we would have been wonderful together but... let me be Lady Mikoto's... just for a little while longer" (i don't remember the verbatum but you get the gist).

Oboro's and Hinoka's was also rather sweet, very similar to Hinata's and Hinoka's where they want to help her because her retainers (*coughs* mostly Azama *coughs*) are not the best and they want to help her, and they talk about training the naginata together if i remember correctly and it's just rather cute.

When it comes to romance Hinoka has this thing the kids call "kinda rizzless" (same as Xander but i think both are great assets, like, they are the rest of the Group's bosses [outside of siblings] after all like come on, divas, HR ain't getting yall's assess!).

Her best romantic supports for me are with Hinata (her being catched as she faints of exhaustion by this hunk, golden retriever of a man? Hell yeah), Jakob (any time he is not a dick to someone is a win for me and they seem to have a good time), Subaki (story wise yes it's cute or whatever... it doesn't give em anything game wise and a single arrow kills em in battle so, your choice), Xander if you want that Bridgerton, Pride and Prejudice goodness (maybe the only time i ship the royal siblings together, not because the rest are horrible, i just prefer platonic stuff for em), a lot of people like Silas with her but i saw it rather platonic, Sophie does look good in red hair.

Good platonic supports for me are with Leo (the support seemed very like personal but in a friendship manner? Idk how to explain it), Kaden (clean a pegasus tutorial with Kaden, very fun, not that romantically charged), Saizo (Pride and Prejudice, Game of Thrones ass support, it's not bad at all but what do you mean you want them to fuck later diva?), Hayato (most of it is the age difference and the fact that Hayato just works a lot better with Sakura so it feels a lot like in-laws bonding).

The worst one is Azama but that's because he is trash... like yes the character can be funny for us jaja but as a romantic partner? Especially for Hinoka? With that support with two soldiers dying from medical negligence? (Because i never trust Azama i am pretty sure he let the second one die) that's a no diva, throw that trashcan of a man.

Anywho this is my very sane analysis from her, pretty sure i am missing some points but this is all on the top of my head

Yes i am obsessed, sorry for the bible

What Even Is Hinoka Anyways?

Every royal in FE Fates has some level of depth to them, even Elise and Sakura, and yet I could never get a read on Hinoka. Maybe because I never sat down and read her every single one of her supports like what I'm supposed to(?). Though I never bothered to because I prefer to get those supports when I play the game and for the simple fact that Hinoka never interested me enough to look deeper. All her character is in the main story is her being a dutiful, tomboy-ish big sister who wants to do her best to protect her siblings and make up for lost time, unless its Conquest, then she just becomes a heartbroken girl that lets her duty mask her sorrow. That's fine and dandy, maybe laced with a slight hint of misogyny, but what else is there about her to make me even the slightest bit intrigued? In terms of gameplay, she doesn't have a personal weapon like the brothers do (which is yet another layer of sexism, a bigger layer in fact), even if her class and starting weapon makes up for that. In Warriors, she gains a slight bit of depth in how she interacts with Elise. She grown only knowing the tensions between kingdoms and Corrin's kidnapping that she never got to grow up normally, like she doesn't even know what playing tag is. Even then, that still makes her character centered around Corrin.

I have to ask, what the hell am I not seeing here?? I asked on discord a similar question regarding Azura, and I got an answer along the lines of "How do you not get that she was *such and such*". I'm expecting to get a similar answer here, but even then, I'm lost as to what the hell Hinoka is supposed to be besides a last minute decision.

[ultimaid]

🏳️‍🌈

so i was only gonna do a few but i did every main character. sorry for the wall of text

thh

makoto: trans man, either straight or bi. leans toward girls either way

sayaka: honestly all wlw sayaka hcs are god tier. i also like the idea of her being nonbinary

leon: he’s cishet but would kiss a dude if they asked

mondo: bi king

taka: gay king, autistic

chihiro: trans lesbian, autistic and adhd

kyoko: pan, autistic

byakuya: some flavor of nonbinary, mean gay, autistic

toko: i like both bi toko and lesbian toko, both are extremely valid. she is also autistic

syo: stabby lesbian

celeste: unlabeled sapphic, autistic

hifumi: bi but tends to prefer women, autistic. i think he’s experimented with gender here and there but doesn’t solidly identify as anything other than cis

yasuhiro: unlabeled in all regards. he’s just happy to be here

aoi: trans lesbian, adhd

sakura: bi

mukuro: aro lesbian, autistic

junko: lesbian, bipolar (i am projecting a bit with the bipolar hc but if my bipolar ass wants to see her as bipolar then i will <3 love and light)

sdr2

hajime: bi and trans, adhd

chiaki: also bi and trans with adhd. she is also autistic

nagito: gay and trans babey. definitely not nt but i’m not sure exactly what the deal is

sonia: pan trans woman, autistic and adhd

gundham: bi trans man, autistic

kazuichi: bi nonbinary transmasc, autistic and adhd

teruteru: he’s bi but i don’t respect him

nekomaru: gay

akane: pan, autistic

hiyoko: lesbian, autistic

mahiru: nonbinary acespec lesbian

mikan: lesbian, so so so much anxiety

ibuki: nonbinary lesbian, autistic

twogami: genderfluid pan

fuyuhiko: bi ace trans man

peko: bi ace trans woman (she and fuyuhiko have an inside joke about having swapped genders as kids)

izuru: bi, doesn’t care much for gender

udg

komaru: she is an autistic lesbian and i love her

drv3

rantaro: bi, gnc icon, nd but i’m not sure in which direction

kirumi: bi and acespec, very autistic

kaito: completely convinced he’s cishet but would totally kiss a homie, it’s not gay to kiss the homies right? (not necessarily, but he is bi.) adhd

maki: bi trans girl, autistic

kokichi: i honestly don’t know. i think he’s just chaos on every front. probably gay

kiibo: genderfluid, likes men, i don’t know if robots can be autistic but this one sure is

gonta: bi, autistic, gentleman (gender)

miu: bi queen, big adhd

korekiyo: unlabeled gender and sexuality, autistic

angie: somewhere along the sapphic aroace spectrum, autistic

himiko: bi, nonbinary, autistic

tenko: lesbian, adhd and autistic

ryoma: gay but doesn’t talk about it, like, at all. he’s the kind of guy who would offhandedly mention his husband and when someone asks if he’s gay he just shrugs and says “sure” and continues the conversation

kaede: bi, adhd

shuichi: bi trans man, autistic

tsumugi: she’s bi but i don’t respect her

[forbidding-souda]

Hey, mod of @danganronpa-x-reader here and thanks so much for your shout out and kind words. I wanted to make a request! If you can’t do it (I have adhd so even when I read blog rules I always miss something) then ignore my request and just take this as a thank you post! But here’s my request Imagines of the V3 boys first time (nsfw) with a virgin female reader that’s nervous about it (I’m a sucker for these types of stories.

DRV3 boys with virgin fem S/O (NSFW)

I got ya! I’m not too experienced in being a virgin female but I’ll try my best bahaha so I only did the moment that the virginity is taken.

Ryoma isn’t included because no.

-Mod Souda

Rantarou Amami

He is cunning. He licks up and down your body, keeping that smug look on his face as he does.

He sucks on your chest, hard, and leaves red hickeys all over your body.

Anything to make you wet. He knows how this whole sex thing works, textbook wise, of course.

He’s pretty book smart. His good looks add to it, of course.

Especially when he lays you down, putting his hand down your underwear before taking them off.

You gasp. His hands are cold, making them more apparent once they enter you. 

Your breathing quickens. He just hums to himself, amused at how flustered you are getting.

Curses fall under your breathe once he curls his fingers, and you find your legs spreading unconsciously.

Pulling his fingers out, he finally pulls down your underwear.

And the nervousness you started with comes back.

“I’m a little nervous,” you state bluntly. It makes him pause for a second and he peers up at you with his puppy dog eyes. But a smile returns to his face as he continues on with positioning himself.

“If you ever want me to stop, just tell me, okay.”

You just nod, settling back into your relaxed position and taking a breath.

When he goes inside of you, he leans forward and rest his body on-top of yours to kiss your neck. 

“Please,” you beg, “Rantarou, please start moving!”

Kaito Momota 

His energy seems to joyful that you can’t find yourself being too worried.

He giggles as he kisses you, his mouth moving around your body, planting compliments.

Your fingers pull through his hair, too, especially when he kisses your neck.

“You don’t have to be scared.” He coos against you, his strong arms holding your naked body. He had a smug smile though, almost as always.

Stubbornly you deny his words. “I’m not scared.”

“It’s fine if you are.” 

He leans close to you, pressing his lips against yours. You wrap your legs around his waist, and you can feel your breathe quicken when he pulls down his underwear.

Kaito places one hand on your thigh, lifting your leg so it goes on his shoulder.

His skin, warm and pressed against you, is rough, but his presence is calming when he touches you.

“Are you ready?”

All you can is nod, scared that if you talk your voice will sound not as ready as you feel.

But you are ready. You’re excited, almost, to know how it feels. 

He’s such a dork. He makes you smile and laugh. And you love him.

When he finally inserts himself inside of you, you squeal a bit. It’s an unusual feeling, something you’re unfamiliar with.

But once he starts moving, you understand the appeal to sex. 

Korekiyo Shinguuji

He lays under you, maskless and at a loss for breath. His hands glide up your thighs, holding you in place. He doesn’t speak, letting you take the control.

The feeling of anticipation carries you more than anything, you’re almost excited to know what it feels like.

Korekiyo is the perfect man to try with. 

“Are you okay, Kiyo?” You ask him. He rolls his neck, smiling.

“You shouldn’t be asking about me, my love. Are you the one that is okay?”

His voice soothes you more than anything. It’s nice. It’s kind. You want to put a strong face on for him. He can’t know how nervous you are.

All you can do is give him a toothy smile while you slowly start to settle yourself down onto him, his hips twitching in satisfaction.

It makes you hot, feeling him inside of it, and it’s nothing like the books say or the movies portray it as. 

Plus, the sight of him shirtless from under you is the most satisfying thing about it all.

“You’re gorgeous, Korekiyo.”

In response, he bucks his hips, smiling to himself at your loud reaction. The longer you sit on top of him, the longer he teases you with his sudden touches or dirty words.

Gonta Gokuhara

He’s definitely as nervous as you, if not even more. His big hands aren’t sure where to go and his soft lips don’t know what words to say.

You flip him, so his back is on the bed and you climb on top of him, kissing his softly. 

We are in this together, you almost want to say. 

You run one of your hands up and down his chest while the other pulls down his pants just enough to show you his dick. 

Close. You’re just so close to him. Nothing in the way the two of you met predicted that this is how your year would end.

Your heart beats at a crazy speed, and it’s all you can hear. 

You don’t know how it will feel, you don’t know what it will be like. Will you even like it? Will he?

Without another word, you let him inside of you, sitting on him with his hips against your own. You can easily feel him fill you up completely. It’s almost uncomfortable.

You have to take a breath before you can move.

He whimpers, his cheeks a deep red color. “Oh, S/O, please move,” he moans out. 

Kokichi Ouma

The two of you are sitting on the couch, you on his lap, letting his hands roam your chest.

You don’t have any underwear from under your skirt, and all he has to do is take off his pants. But he doesn’t want to rush anything. He knows it’s your first time, so he takes a while to make you feel good, getting you wet and open for him.

The noises you make get louder the more he touches you until you are practically begging for him to pull down his pants.

“Please,” you sit up, fingers intertwining with his roots. “Please, I’m ready. I’m ready.”

The unmoving swirl of nervousness still remains in your stomach, no matter how sure you of how you want this evening to end.

He pulls down his pants, the smile never leaving his face. He couldn’t help but let his fingers travel up your thighs and letting his kind touch align you with him.

So when you push down, you can feel him enter you, and the decision is definitely worth it. 

Your head leans against his shoulder, and you couldn’t help but whisper out, “Thank you.”

Kiibo

His metal body is cold, but you like touching it anyways.

And the day before, Iruma had approached you, telling you about his request and then drooling when she added the fact that he could last forever.

Knowing her, it made you a bit scared of what size she made it. 

Kiibo’s kisses seemed to distract you from the thought, though, until he moment his cold hand seemed to fall down into your pants, dragging them down along with your underwear.

You exhale, your cheeks puffing up as you do. It’s not like he’s more experienced than you. What are you even scared of?

“Be careful, okay, Kiibo.” You coo, advertising your gaze.

He tilts his head back a bit before rolling his neck, his form of expressing the slight offense he took to your statement.

“I would never hurt you.”

“That’s not what I meant,” you say while laughing a bit. “I’m a bit sensitive, Kiibo, that’s all I meant by it.”

He draws close to you, resting his forehead against yours as he spreads your legs. “Then I will be careful, as you put it.”

You know that you can tell him if you feel uncomfortable, or if he is going too fast or slow, and he will accommodate himself to you. 

And you will accommodate yourself to him, whatever makes him comfortable, as he is as new to this as you.

Feeling anxious just seems silly. But it still bites at you.

You can tell, by the hard flush on his face, that he feels the same way.

In the midst of your thoughts, you let out a small moan when you feel him, warm, inside of you. 

Warm? Did Iruma put in a heater? Silly woman.

He opens his mouth, letting out a moan just at the contact, and the feeling of your walls pulsating against him. 

He can feel your heartbeat. That’s probably his favorite part.

Shuichi Saihara

If it’s even possible, you’re more of a blushing mess than he is.

Your body is sensitive to every single one of his touches. You whimper as his lips close over one of your nipples and his fingers drag down your pants. 

A part of you wants to squirm against his touch. Another part of you just wants him inside of you already, to know how it feels. To know what to expect.

“Shuichi, you’re driving me crazy!” You say with a small laugh. His saliva drips down your breast.

“Do you not like it?” He asks with a hint of shyness in his voice.

“I love it too much, it’s so overwhelming.”

His kisses trail back up to your mouth. “Does that mean you’re ready?”

“I... I am ready, are you ready, too?”

A small smile falls onto his face. He nods as he puts his fingers on his own waistband, pulling his pants down with a slow hesitance.

His movements are calm, though his hands have a slight tremble to them.

“Are you ready too, I asked.” You repeat with a bit more force, your thighs pressing together. “Please don’t force yourself.”

A smooth breath escapes his lips. Seeing your concern for him seems to calm him down. You care. He knows you care. 

“It’s my first time, too. I just don’t want to mess it up.”

“Don’t worry about messing up. It’ll just add to the experience, right, Shuichi?”

Your wide smile encourages him. But there’s a slight tremble to your hands, as well. Maybe he isn’t so alone. The thought is pleasant.

Both of his hands find their place on either side of your head as he pushes inside of you. 

“Aah- yes,” you moan out, your hands gripping his sides.

His head dips, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth to hide his quick whimper.

[danganronpa-haven]

Request: Mod Komaru! This is extremely self indulgent so it is a-okay to turn this down, Kaede gains a bit of weight due to her eating more reguarly, and her classmates reassure her she is still loved and valued?

Oo sure! Sadly I don’t have my reaction sprites cause I’m on my phone instead of my usual device but I hope this works! Imma do like.. a set of headcanon for each character on how they would reassure her if that works?

Kaede Gains Some Weight and her Classmates Assure her that She is Still Loved

Shuichi:

-Shumai is the type of person to like people based off of personality, looks and weight don’t matter to him :)

-So he will shyly but not too shyly reassure her that she still holds value to him and that she matters and that he cares about her a lot :)

-Shumai is a good friend ^^

Kokichi:

-this brat,,

-this ABSOLUTE brat would comfort her in the weirdest ways possible- he would probably insult her over it and then say “bUT THATS A LIE”

-he’s dumb but he’s trying?

Gonta:

-Gonta is so sweet he would do the following

-he would show her a caterpillar and then he would point out a butterfly and say “just because the caterpillar changed, doesn’t mean Gonta loves it any less!”

-he’s so sweet god damn it

Ryoma:

I am so sorry but I can’t write this guy comforting anyone for my life sorry

Miu:

I don’t write Miu sorry :(

Kaito:

-this man is SUCH an idiot

-he probably wouldn’t notice and when Kaede points it out he’s probably be like oh

-tbh that would be strangely comforting

Maki:

-Maki would notice but would not care at all

-and if Kaede were to point it out she would probably say she doesn’t care

-she doesn’t care about weight yall. Don’t worry ^^

Kirumi:

-this woman oh my god

-she would point it out and ask if Kaede wanted to go on a diet and would promise her assistance, but she would add that she cared about Kaede either way

-bless her soul ^^

Tenko:

-Tenko would only give a bleep if Kaede did as well

-and if she did, she would reassure her with everything she has! Which would involve lots of simping! You know the deal!

-and if anyone said anything rude bout it, believe me they will never see the light of day again

Himiko:

-she would use her MAAAAAGIC to help Kaede love herself

-That is it.

Tsumugi:

-she would probably have Kaede cosplay an awesome character with a similar body type to her

-and she would make sure to tell her every amazing thing she and the character have in common ^^

Korekiyo:

I cannot imagine how he would do this and the only thing that comes to mind is him doing a ritual for her to love herself soooooo

Rantaro:

-would probably just talk to her about it!

-ask her why it bothers her, and ask what she wants to do!

-he’s cool :)

Angie:

-She would probably paint Kaede to show her her beauty ^^

-and she would make it clear that Atua thinks she is beautiful as well ^^ K1B0:

-he would probably try to be the best robo-comforting-person he can be!

-He would research all the things she could do and ask her what she wants to do

-he is really nice!

I hope this fulfills your request! I just why you to know that you do matter to me no matter what you look like :)

-Mod Komaru

[psychiccupid]

Summary:

As the finale of Danganronpa V3 is underway, the survivors get to say their goodbyes to the dead.

And that's about as much as I can say without spoiling anything.

Please enjoy this one-off, self-indulgent, emotional piece of things I wish characters had gotten to say.

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Words: 1,786

Ships: (Are present but they are not the focus nor should they be. You can enjoy the story regardless if you ship this or not.)  Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi, Akamatsu Kaede/Saihara Shuichi, Akamatsu Kaede & Oma Kokichi, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito, Chabashira Tenko/Yonaga Angie/Yumeno Himiko

Characters: All of V3 with emphasis on Shuichi, Kaede and Kokichi. 

Tags/Warnings: MAJOR DANGANRONPA V3 SPOILERS, Ghosts/Spirits, Killing Game, Discusses murder

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I truly hope you enjoyed this as much as I did making it.

I'll confess that I woke up this morning at 5 a.m. after a nightmare and this plot came to me and I had to write it immediately. I've never felt a surge of creation that strong but here it is!

All comments, critiques and praises are welcome!

If you don’t like AO3, here’s the story under the cut! I wouldn’t normally do this but it’s short enough that I think it can be enjoyed on Tumblr as well. 

Kaede gently tiptoed around the small obstacles that lined her path as she made her way to the hangar. The door had been broken at some point, and she easily slipped past it into the large sci-fi corridor. Her hands brushed against the wall as she kept walking, making a whispering, almost musical noise that only her ears could hear, but stopped once she got to the big, open electrical door.

Inside she saw four Exisals that looked like they were dinged up, a bathroom door that was wide open, and, most importantly, a hydraulic press that was completely shut, never to be turned on again.

It didn’t take long for her to spot the purple figure sitting right beside the damaged sleeve that stuck out of the closed machine. His knees were up towards his chest, his arms resting on them, and his head was buried.

Kokichi wasn’t crying, no. That would be too out of character for him right now. No matter how hard he wanted to, no matter how much he wanted to scream and throw a fit, he couldn’t cry, not real tears.

When Kaede made her way over and sat next to him, he lifted his head up. If he had been surprised by her quiet entrance, he said nothing about it.

They made eye contact. Pink and purple eyes that once sparkled with life, determination, hope, now dulled over and almost grayed. It took mere seconds for that eye contact to end as he turned away from her and stared at the ground instead.

“Do you want to watch them leave?” Kaede murmured. There was sympathy in her voice, almost like a soothing melody, but also pain. Unlike Kokichi, she could cry and despite her best efforts she could feel her emotions rising.

He lifted his head once again to look at her and when he saw the expression she was making he flashed a soft smile and nodded. Slowly, he stood up clumsily, not used to his legs, and she held his hand to stable him. That’s what she told herself anyway, but they both knew she needed the emotional support just as much as he did.

They walked, hand in hand, towards the courtyard. Each step was brisk but methodical, making sure that neither of them tripped or got left behind.

Once they were right outside of the dorm rooms they once resided in, Kokichi looked up, released Kaede’s hand to tug on her sleeve, and pointed right at the sky. It took her a moment to notice Keebo flying, but it was all to soon before his attacks started firing.

Neither of them acted with fear or anxiety. They remained rather emotionless as they watched the school get destroyed. Suddenly, they noticed a woman standing at the entrance, holding the hand of the dreaded monochrome bear.

She was waving at three people with a warm smile upon her face, but it seemed as though she were looking through them, at someone even more important. However, neither Kokichi nor Kaede noticed anyone else around. Both had believed that upon seeing her they would be livid, furious, even hurt. Still, they felt nothing.

And that was the last they saw of her as Keebo shot another laser, releasing a boulder that crushed Tsumugi, their previous friend and classmate, to death.

Then, the robot flew. He flew into the dome that surrounded the school that had once kept sixteen students trapped inside. He exploded beautifully, sacrificing himself for the sake of the people he loved, and gave them a way to escape.

Once the wind had calmed down and the courtyard had been completely destroyed, the same three people that had been waved at earlier emerged from a pile of rubble. They had some scratches and maybe some bruises, but ultimately, they were unscathed.

It took a few minutes for them to regain their composure and understand the situation, but once they did, they looked to the newfound hole in the sky.

Kaede turned to her side, ready to suggest they go say goodbye, but Kokichi was already gone. He was sprinting as fast as he could, not caring if he tripped along the way.

He crashed into the back of the blue-haired survivor, wrapping his arms tightly around the other man’s lower chest. It was the first time Kokichi had smiled in days as he started to cry into the soft striped outfit. The mastermind was dead, his character didn’t matter, he could cry all he wanted.

The man being hugged jumped. He couldn’t quite tell what he was feeling, but he knew it was an embrace of some sort. He wrapped his own arms around the ones gripping him and could’ve sworn that he even felt a little warmth that wasn’t there before.

Even though he knew what he’d find, he still looked down.

And saw nothing there.

Just his own hands constricting himself, but he felt it, he was still feeling it.

He was a detective, a damn good one, and he knew, he knew, he knew.

The height, the crashing feeling, this warmth. He knew.

“Kokichi…” He said out loud, his voice chocking back a sob of his own. He felt something nuzzle him softly right below the back of his neck and tears started to flow from his golden eyes.

He didn’t care that this brought on the attention of the other two people around him. Shuichi was crying, furiously gripping where he felt the hands around his shirt, “Kokichi, I did it! I-I stopped the game! I-“

Then, he heard the two women near him shuffle. Both, just like him, had held themselves, but there was no one around them.

Himiko was silently sobbing; her tears endlessly falling to the ground. She had both of her hands on her shoulders gripping them tightly and he heard her say, “I don’t want to let either of you go. Not again!”

On the other side was Maki. If this had happened during their school life, maybe she would’ve been more composed, but right now her face was as red as her tear-soaked shirt. Both of her hands were tightly latched onto one of her cheeks, and she looked in front of her with wide, sad eyes at no one.

Suddenly, Shuichi felt two incredibly soft hands touch his face. He released one of his own hands to touch his right cheek, holding the warmth he felt there tenderly. He kept his other hand glued to the arms he still felt holding him.

All he saw in front of him was the cracked shield, but he would never forget these hands he had held once before. His sobs became harder. It had been so long.

“Kaede!? I… I-I missed you.” He was barely audible between his frantic breathing, “You never k-killed anyone, Kaede. W-Were you watching? You… d-didn’t deserve this. You...”

He was completely uncomposed, bumbling, “Both of you. Both of you tried so hard. A-And I couldn’t save… I couldn’t save either of you…”

Suddenly he felt the lightest press of lips to his forehead then release, despite the scenery before him remaining unchanged.

“B-Because of you, Kaede, we were able to win! You found the mastermind! W-We… We were able to stop Team Danganronpa! You saved us! You saved me!” He was practically yelling. Himiko and Maki were screaming their own words to what seemed to be themselves.

He choked up and he cried his hardest as he realized he wanted to say more, “And Kokichi… K-Kokichi… you’re not alone! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I’m right here… I… I want to play more games… I want you to lie to me… I should’ve… I s-should’ve known you weren’t…”

He couldn’t talk anymore through the sobs.

The hands on his face quickly became arms wrapped around his shoulders. He started to calm down when his body, front and back, felt embraced by warm, undeniably sad hugs, but didn’t go back to talking.

Then he felt a hand ruffle his hair, but he wasn’t confused. With his left hand he reached up and grabbed where he felt it, and started his broken voice again, “And you, Kaito, you believed in all of us. You always pushed us forward. You b-brought us all together. We’re here because of you.”

Maki started to make her way over, and physically grabbed Shuichi’s right arm and hugged it while dropping her face onto his shoulder, crying into it. He felt his ruffling hair cease, and then experienced a large hug that seemed to embrace both survivors and where Kokichi might’ve been.

Himiko was next as she grabbed Shuichi’s other arm and held it. He felt them, Angie and Tenko, on both sides of her release and extend their hug to the others.

One by one, Shuichi started to notice them all.

Miu, next to Kaede.

Keebo, only recently gone, next to that.

Ryoma, at one of his legs.

Kirumi, next to Maki.

Korekiyo, arms outstretched behind Himiko’s trio as an apology.

Gonta, behind Kokichi, arms wide enough to hold everyone.

And Rantaro, on Kaede’s other side.

Fifteen students embracing in their final goodbyes of the killing game.

Finally, Shuichi croaked, “Tsu… Tsumugi you too. Even if it was pretend-“

He didn’t get to finish. She was there. Not in the hug, but there. She didn’t seem to have remorse or sorrow, but she was there, saying goodbye.

There was warmth, and tears, and emotions. They stayed like that for fifteen minutes, not wanting to let go.

But they had to.

The three survivors opened their eyes, and the warmth started to fade.

No one was there.

When they finally separated, they all turned around to look behind them, away from the exit. It was just a bunch of rocks and debris scattered everywhere.

But they knew.

Thirteen people were standing there, watching, waving, crying.

Right in the middle was Kaede, smiling with a fountain of tears running down her face, holding two people’s hands very tightly.

On her right, Kaito, crying with a large grin, giving a thumbs up to his exceptional sidekicks.

On her left, Kokichi, his tears never ending after finally being allowed to sob, one finger over his mouth, jokingly and poorly recreating his signature sly grin.

Shuichi looked at them, looked at all of them. Friends, enemies, lovers, victims, murderers, masterminds, antagonists, and protagonists. They were all radiant. They were ethereal. They were everything to him.

And then,

They were gone.

“Goodbye,” Shuichi said to the sky. The two women next to him followed suit.

The three survivors turned back around to reface the exit, and then, hand in hand, they all took a step forward.

[paipayaseeds]

Kaito may have been a documented idiot, with a good heart might I add, though he'd have good intentions in mind whenever a fruitless and rash act was made by the man who lacked a few parts of his cranium,

It shouldn't have come to a fucking shock to anyone that this fucker didn't read a LICK of the student hand book. Probably hadn't even bothered to skim through the darn thing just a bit. Now here they were, dumbfounded and annoyed at the man's decision.

Of course, Kaede didn't show her frustration.

"Well, then Anya is safe and.. Kaito just was taking.. Precautions-"

"Just say he was being dumb,kid." Ryoma interrupted, the man not having been afraid to state the obvious.

".. Okay he didn't do the smartest thing but! It's fine! I'm sure Kirumi and Tenko are handling this. How about we all just move to the dining hall for now?"

"I suppose that'd be the best decision until that love sick astronaut comes to his senses."The long haired boy agreed(?),a slightly bothered tone resonating between his words. This day had been both stressful, confusing.. And beautiful of course. A human denying death and battling the lingering effects wasn't something the Anthropologist got to witness daily, but today it came at the cost of his patience and energy.

Well, his patience just fine. Energy was of short abundance.

"I agree without our history fanatic! I and the spirits wish to rest after this long day! In fact, I'll meet you all there!Bye-onara!"

And as quick as her sentence was spoken, The silver haired artist left before Kaede could tell her no. She didn't NOT like Angie but.. She was rather insistent.

"Shouldn't we go get Koki-"

"Nope. There's enough headaches in this room already, don't need another!Whatever or wherever that grape flavored condom went to isn't my concern. "

"Hmph. Funny, coming from you, Miu."Ryoma decided to retort, the inventor glaring at him before flipping him off and follow behind Angie.

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The arguing between the two wasn't really good for Anya's senses.. Like,

At all.

While Tenko had been right about Anya not belonging to anyone, the way Tenko and Kaito had been arguing kinda went against quoted statement. They'd been fighting like 2 siblings battle royaling for a teddy bear. It was humiliating and most importantly,

Annoying and headache inducing.

Anya was a coward yes but, if the ringing in their head didn't stop soon, they'd been sure about to retract back to becoming a corpse again, missed or not. When she'd been 'asleep' there was no yelling.. Sleep.

She really wanted to sleep but.. She needed to be tended too.. But,

'I'll..ill just take a nap. Yeah.

Just a... Little..

Tiny..

Nap. '

Breathing softly, Anya went noticeably limp in the astronaut's arm, her snores soft and blocked out from the Akido master's and Astronauts childish war.

"Hmmmnnn... Bunny.. Taro."

Shuichi watched in slight admiration as Kaede seemed to hold a lot of patience, even for idiots like Kaito. Shuichi wasn't one to judge others, either for their intelligence or otherwise but; it was clear Kaito hadn't been the sharpest tool in the shed.

Something uneased the already uneasy detective the moment everyone seemed to dismiss the purple-haired boy. Kokichi often tormented everyone with his honest lies and false truths, causing everyone to distrust the short boy. A part of Shuichi considered the possibility of Kokichi being the culprit, but... Was it really something he'd do? The identity of the culprit remained a secret, and that simply just didn't sit right with him.

Shuichi had yet to discuss what this meant for the killing game; Anya... surviving. Even that still contained millions of questions with no answers to; thanks to Kaito kidnapping the small girl. He hoped, despite not enjoying Monokuma's company, that the stuffed bear would at least clear up some things.

Maybe he should've just enjoyed the peace at that moment, but something in his gut wouldn't let him, and he despised it.

"Kaede." Shuichi tried catching her attention before they made their way to the dining hall too. "Don't you think it's weird that... Anya survived? I mean, the Monokuma file said she was... But I guess it's not all that reliable, huh."

He continued, "But she lost a lot of blood, and the ice, not only that but w-" Shuichi bit his tongue, realizing he may sound strange for not celebrating Anya's revival like the others. "I don't know... I may be reading too much into this." He nervously laughed, keeping all of his noisy thoughts internal.

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“She’s dead!” Tenko paled as she suddenly caught the green-haired girl going limp in Kaito’s arms. “Oh my god! You killed her! Again!” Tenko nearly tripped over her feet as she began screaming. 

“Relax! She’s not dead, she’s just-” Kaito looked down. “Ohmygodshe’sdead!” A blood-curdling scream escaped his throat.

“You idiot! How could you!?” Tenko shouted in terror, pointing an accusing finger at Kaito.

Neither of them had thought to check her breathing; perhaps idiocy was a contagious disease.

She couldn't help but let her eyes analyze his stance, wondering what attack should be used to safely switch who had been carrying Anya; because it was quite obvious Kaito wasn't a very good suitor.

Not like Tenko was any better.

Kaito swallowed and pushed down his incoming panic attack, legs suddenly going faster in urgency, startling Tenko as he finally made his way to the dormitories. Tenko watched in panic as Kaito looked to be ready to slam through the fucking door,

so before he could get millions of glass shards all over Anya, Tenko hurriedly opened and held the door for him. Despite alarms going off in her head for serving a male — even something as simple as opening the door for him —, multiple other alarms rang out in her head too, and successfully drowned the first one out.

Tenko slapped Kaito on the arm as he raised his foot in front of Anya's dorm.

"Damn it Kaito, don't break a woman's dorm door down! That's private! Give her to me!" Tenko refused to allow this man in Anya's room, somehow dismissing the fact that Rantaro slept in Anya's room as routine.

"Why!?" Kaito countered, a muddled and slightly disgruntled expression contorting onto his face.

Tenko opened her mouth, a smug look on her face as she began listing things in her head, counting fingers.

"Okay- no, just- Fine!" Kaito begrudgingly handed her over.

"She can stay in my room!" Tenko said a little too chipper.

"Tenko, you little- Give her back!" It was ridiculous. One second they were screaming in terror about how Anya was fucking dead, and now they were tossing her back and forth like a bag of potatoes.

How respectful :)

[takonei]

Beta AU - Main story, Chapter 4, daily life (Part 4)

Note of the author: Today we learn stuff.

Chapter 4: Dance, dance, hanged puppets - Daily life

Day 15 since the beginning of the game.

7:30 AM.

Shuichi slowly opened his eyes.

Because of the roughness of the previous day, he actually slept pretty well.

He blinked a few times, getting up from his bed.

Just thinking back about the events yesterday made him worry about what would happen today.

Or even how were the others.

Miu looked beyond mad after getting trapped with Kokichi in the room. And Kokichi... He had no idea how he was holding up.

Even Kiyo was starting to lose patience with the motive.

The violinist took a shower and left his room.

To his surprise, three people were already there, having breakfast. Rantaro, Kirumi, and... Kokichi?

It has been a while since he has seen him with the rest of the group. Between the disease and... the self-isolation, seeing him was quite surprising, in a good way.

Perhaps his talk with Miu did more than he imagined.

"Hey there. Did you sleep well?" Rantaro reached for a cracker.

Shuichi sat down. "I'm fine... Mostly."

Kirumi gave him the pack for him to eat. "Great. Eat something. You'll need it for later."

After thanking her and eating a cracker, he turned to Kokichi. "How are you holding up?"

He weakly smiled but didn't look at him in the eyes. "I'm fine, although I couldn't sleep after 6 AM, so I pretty much waited outside until Kirumi showed up."

She let out a chuckle. "You were looking outside, back turned to the rooms waiting for something to happen."

"I was watching the sunrise!" he exclaimed, pouting.

Shuichi giggled with the others. It was nice to see him in a good mood.

Soon after, Ryoma, Miu, Kiyo, Tsumugi, and Kaito joined in one by one. 

The therapist and street artist were quite relieved to see Kokichi out of his room, asking how he was feeling. Although he was quite nervous, he said that he would wait until the end of the breakfast to talk. That he needed to prepare himself.

By glancing at the biker, he realized it looked like he wanted to do something, but couldn't bring himself to do so.

... Perhaps he should try to group with him for the morning locks.

Looking at everyone else, Shuichi felt a warm feeling in his heart. Almost everyone seemed close, aside from Tsumugi who for some reason never tried to speak (and didn't seem to complain from the lack of attention she was getting) and Kaito who looked more nervous but spoke some words at times.

Even Ryoma was talking to Rantaro.

Even Kirumi was starting to talk to others, though she was a bit quieter.

Even Kokichi was slowly starting to open up.

Was there really a mastermind among them? The question kept tormenting him over and over.

A part of him wanted to believe it was someone in the hidden room.

A part of him refused to believe one of his friends was a traitor.

A traitor without any morals.

He shook his head. He realized the game was slowly but surely getting to him.

Around 8:30 AM, the breakfast ended. It was now time to go out to get the locks.

"B-Before we go I want to say something." Kokichi got the attention of everybody, although it was clear he was very nervous.

There was a moment of silence as he was hesitating, but he smiled when Miu gave him a thumbs-up.

"I want..." he started. "I want to change. It's true, I miss Himiko a lot and... And I want to see her again, but I want to be able to move on."

Shuichi was surprised. He wasn't the same person as yesterday.

"And... And to move on I want to bring justice to Himiko... I know I am partially at fault for what happened to her and I'll never truly forgive myself for it but..." he glanced away for a moment.

"... But what happened wasn't karma. I... I know Monokuma is at fault here so I want to bring him down! I want to know who is behind this and stop them! I want to bring full justice to Himiko! I want to help you guys reach for the truth!" he exclaimed.

Everyone seemed more or less surprised. Miu arbored a large smile, went up to him and wrapped an arm around his neck. "Way to go, spooky boy!" the small boy was startled by the gesture, trying to get Miu off of him. "I'm proud of ya!"

He looked at her and smiled. "T-Thank you, Miu."

The others were quite confused by what just happened. Shuichi managed to get a glance at Rantaro, smiling in relief.

On the contrary, Kaito seemed almost upset, although he was trying to hide it.

Ryoma chuckled. "Glad to see you have some bite in you, kid."

Kirumi crossed her arms, a small hint of a smile on her face. "The more we are motivated to stop the mastermind, the better."

Miu punched the palm of her hand. "I won't forgive whoever is doing this to us! First, we'll get through this motive, then we'll get to them and kick their ass!"

The others seemed to catch this motivation. Although... Tsumugi looked stoic as usual. She seemed almost troubled.

"... For now, let's just settle with the locks, shall we?"

The others prepared themselves to go. This time they would have to think through this. Not to be alone yet not too many at the same time.

After some thinking, the groups were made.

Shuichi would go with Kaito since he asked the biker- who accepted.

Miu would go with Kokichi, the young woman wanting to stay by his side.

Rantaro and Kirumi would go together, they would also take more medical supplies just in case.

Kiyo and Ryoma would be the last duo.

As for Tsumugi, she wished to be alone once again.

Was she that confident in herself?

Everyone took a look at their riddles.

The lion and the rat.

Knowing your enemy will guide you to your salute.

... What did that even mean?

His enemy... Well, it was Monokuma. And whoever was keeping them here. Then it could be the shrine of judgment...

But was it that simple? The shrine may be far but that looked way too easy.

Was there another enemy? Was the riddle hinting at himself? Then it could be his lab...

He unconsciously groaned in frustration.

Rantaro seemed to have noticed it and approached the violinist.

"Are you okay?"

Shuichi showed his riddle. "I'm trying to find the meaning of this one... But it looks too simple. Monokuma would be the type to tell us the enemy is ourselves."

The medic hummed. "Perhaps it was made to throw the doubt. Our enemy is Monokuma, plain and simple. The shrine is far away, so it may be intentional."

He frowned. "Which means more possible traps..."

Rantaro sighed. "Just make sure you tell me in case something goes wrong."

"I will, thank you." He nodded. "I think I'll check both my lab and the shrine of judgment just in case."

The green-eyed teen kept staring at the riddle. "The lion and the rat... I feel like I've heard it somewhere although I can't put my finger on it."

"The lion and the rat, you say?"

Tsumugi approached the two.

"Do you know what that means?" Shuichi asked.

She put a finger on her chin. "The lion and the rat is a popular fable from Jean de La Fontaine, a French poet from the 17th century. From what I can remember, the lion is trapped in a net and cannot use brute force to get out. The rat, smarter, gnawed on the rope, freeing the lion. The moral of the story is that with patience and carefulness you can accomplish greater things."

She stared at the other two with a cold gaze. "Although it could also mean that the smart will thrive against the strong. Which could apply to our current situation."

Shuichi felt a chill run down his spine. Rantaro, however, was unphased. "You are right on this point. But let's not bring down the atmosphere, shall we?"

The prodigy murmured a "Sure, whatever you say." and left.

This felt extremely ominous, and he didn't like it at all.

"... Anyway. Do you have any clue now?" Rantaro asked him.

'The smart will thrive against the strong'... Perhaps...

"I know this sounds silly but... What about Tsumugi's lab? She was the one to know about the poem, and that would fit what she says, right?"

Rantaro put a finger on his chin. "That sounds plausible."

At least he was set.

Kaito also seemed to have an idea of the location of his locks. Apparently, they were at the gym and the game room.

For now, the two decided to get the locks on the main building.

Just like the day before, they agreed on taking food once they were done with the morning locks. Each group took a pot with them in case they ended up in charge of the food.

Shuichi and Kaito left after Kirumi and Rantaro.

The two guys stepped outside as the door closed.

"So... Which ones should we activate first?" Shuichi broke the silence.

"I dunno... You said yours were in Tsumugi's lab and either the shrine of judgment or your lab?" the biker replied.

He nodded. "Perhaps we should check my lab first before trying to go to the shrine, we would take fewer risks."

Kaito pondered for a moment. "Then maybe we could check the game room for me, your lab just in case and Tsumugi's lab if it isn't there?"

"Sounds good."

The two started walking slowly. Perhaps there would be more traps than the day before. They could not afford to be careless.

But just a few meters later, Shuichi felt his foot going deeper than usual.

He looked down to see that he stepped on a trapped stone.

Several turrets came out of the ground on the sides of the path.

They exchanged a quick glance and ran towards the building as the turrets shot arrows at them.

Kaito seemed to have more trouble running, surprisingly, almost stumbling on his feet. Shuichi didn't think- he grabbed his hand as an attempt to help him and continued running.

They reached the door and immediately closed it, slamming their backs against it, panting.

"Ah... Ah... I can't feel my legs..." Shuichi slid down the door to the ground.

"Thanks for the help back there, man..." the biker replied, almost as exhausted.

The violinist looked up. "Are you okay though? You looked like you couldn't even run..."

Kaito shook his head. "It's nothing... Don't worry about it."

He was pretty sure it wasn't nothing.

"Let's just... Go to the game room." he changed the subject and started walking towards the stairs to the basement.

And yet he was still slightly limping.

It was almost unnoticeable, but it was there.

Shuichi could only keep worrying.

He followed behind, not daring to ask.

The two entered the game room, an uncomfortable silence between them. Kaito approached the podium and put his card on it. But just as the jingle echoed in the room, a door slammed behind them, startling the two.

Shuichi panicked and ran to the exit. It was just like the door blocking Kokichi's lab yesterday.

Kaito, furious, approached the door and slammed his fist on it. "Hey! Let us out!"

... Nothing.

They were trapped here.

The biker kicked the door full force, and as expected, nothing happened.

That must have hurt. Shuichi thought.

"It's no use... We'll just have to wait. It was the same yesterday. it took two hours to unlock."

Kaito groaned as he leaned on one of the walls.

Fortunately, there wasn't any kind of voices to torment them. The room was dead silent.

After long minutes of nothing, Shuichi got an idea. Perhaps he could talk to him.

He broke the silence. "I uh..."

Finding the right words was hard.

"You looked upset this morning... Are you... Okay?"

The biker sighed, turning away. "Yeah, it's just..."

He was looking for what he should say.

"I dunno... Ever since Miu talked to me two days ago I don't know what to think."

He thought back at the words, at everything she said.

“... You’re nothing like the biker I admired for so long. The Kaito Momota I admired gave money to children in hospitals, won every race he competed in with passion and hard work, even with that in the way. He cared for his gang like a family and rejected offers of sponsorship from anything other than charity.”

“The one standing in front of me is yelling at everyone to protect his own ego. And right now I’m feeling bad over one single thing.”

“It’s that in reality, you are nothing like the Kaito Momota I used to look up to as a hero.”

Now that he thought about it, he didn't know Kaito that much.

Did those words manage to shake his pride that much?

"I mean I..." he paused, then put his face in his palms, elbows on the bar. "Fuck- I don't know how to confront her after that."

The violinist thought for a moment. "You know, she does care about you. She told me she wanted to shake some sense out of you because you were acting differently-"

"But what am I supposed to say??" he grabbed him by the shoulders. "I killed someone Shuichi! I fucking killed Keebo I..."

He paused, glancing away. "I know I didn't want to admit it but... That's the truth. I killed Keebo. Tsumugi is right." he chuckled bitterly. "I'm nothing more than a filthy murderer now."

Shuichi winced. "Kaito you... It was an incident, you didn't want to kill him, right?"

"That's not the point!"

"Listen-" the violinist paused. "Tsumugi... Was a bit harsh. The flashback lights did something to Keebo. None of us could have done better."

He went silent for a moment. "Yeah but... Still... It's my maintenance mistake that killed him."

It was Kokichi all over again.

Shuichi wasn't Miu, he didn't know what to say.

"I... Actually no. I can't even imagine how you feel right now. But..." he gave the biker a weak smile. "You have my support. And I'm sure Miu supports you too. Hell- I'm sure you could talk to Kiyo or Kokichi about this."

Kaito visibly winced at the mention of the latter. "Kokichi huh..."

The violinist thought back at what happened this morning. Were the two on bad terms?

"Miu's taking care of him now, isn't she? I'll probably ask Kiyo about this..."

Something in Shuichi's mind clicked.

"Kaito..." he turned to him. "Are you... Perhaps... Jealous?"

The biker immediately turned to him, frowning. "What? No I- Why would I be jealous?"

"I..." Shuichi tried to find the right words. But he knew he was right. "This morning when Miu encouraged Kokichi for his speech you looked upset... You don't hate Kokichi, do you?"

"No! Why would I hate him?"

"I'm not exactly good at this but... I feel like you're jealous Miu is taking care of Kokichi and not talking to you anymore... Am I wrong?"

Kaito was speechless. But it felt like there was more to it.

"Or maybe..." he continued. "It's because Kokichi had the courage to tell us he wanted to move on and change?"

He visibly flinched, glancing away.

Bullseye.

"I..." he bitterly chuckled. "That lil' shit is a lot stronger than he lets know. That's for sure."

"It's because he accepted Miu's help. I don't know what exactly happened when they were locked together yesterday, but that's because he accepted someone's help that he got this confidence."

Shuichi smiled at him, extending a hand. "Let's start from scratch and face this killing game together, alright?"

Kaito seemed hesitant but smiled back. "Thank you."

He shook his hand.

"No problem. Just talk to me if you need to, okay?"

"Hey, hey, no need to be sappy. I just want this stupid game to be over already and go back home."

I'll take that as a 'yes'.

Suddenly, the door opened.

The two instinctively looked at each other.

That was clearly not a coincidence the door opened when they were done talking.

Was the mastermind listening to them? Or was it Monokuma?

The latter seemed the most logical. But... Why? Doesn't he want to make them feel despair? That didn't make any sense.

He would think about it later.

For now, they had to check Shuichi's lab to see if the lock was here.

Surprisingly, no traps activated on their way to the second floor.

Shuichi opened his lab to take a look inside and...

Nothing was there.

He should have guessed that Monokuma wouldn't put locks in the same place twice.

He thought back at the riddle.

Knowing your enemy will guide you to your salute.

So the enemy was Monokuma. That felt odd, but somehow it was reassuring.

Now that he thought about it, perhaps the word 'salute' could parallel with the shrine... Or perhaps he was thinking too much.

Their walk on the third floor was silent until they reached the set of stairs to the fourth floor.

Shuichi could hear people talking in Rantaro's lab.

He gestured Kaito to be quiet so he could listen.

"I never had to deal with people like you before."

"My kind is quite rare, you should know that."

Rantaro and Kirumi respectively. What were they talking about?

"Why do you have such a job then? You should know better than to do this."

"I didn't have a choice. Besides I took advantage of this body. It is not a weakness for me. It is a strength. An advantage I have and thus I am more efficient."

Somehow this felt very wrong. He approached the door of the lab, leaving the confused Kaito near the stairs.

He gently opened the door.

A horrifying sight appeared before him.

Kirumi was sitting on a chair without the top part of her outfit, a huge wound on her shoulder and blood dripping down her body. She was abnormally calm. Rantaro was tending to her wound, a ball of soaking blood pink cotton in his hand.

"K-Kirumi?? What happened to you?"

"Hello, Shuichi. Do you mind closing the door, please?" she replied, a bit too calm considering her current state.

He did as told, and yet his eyes couldn't drift away from the bright pink blood dripping from her shoulder.

"We were caught in a trap and Kirumi was almost impaled by a spear but it still pierced a part of her shoulder, so right now I am treating her wounds." Rantaro explained. "It looks like you have nothing too serious. But I will ask you not to overwork yourself."

"Unfortunately we have to go back this afternoon so we can activate the second lock. I will have to rest later." she replied.

Shuichi was still in shock. But worst of all, how was Kirumi so calm? Sure, she must have been trained to continue despite being injured but it felt odd.

"How... can you be so calm about this?" he hesitantly asked.

She sighed. "And here I hoped you would be the only one to know about this, Rantaro."

Did he miss something?

"It just had to happen one day." he replied, taking disinfectant from the drawers. "Kirumi has CIP."

He blinked in confusion.

"Congenital insensitivity to pain. In short, I cannot feel physical pain. But the wound is still here and will hurt me in the long term if it isn't treated." the mercenary explained. "I took advantage of this for my job and it lets me be more efficient, but I am aware of the risks."

"If you could please not speak to anybody else about this, that would be nice." she added.

"U-Understood." Shuichi stuttered, still not over the vision of blood and Kirumi being so calm. This felt almost more frightening than if she was feeling the pain. "I'm gonna leave you two for now... Kaito is waiting for me."

He quickly slipped out of the lab, not looking back.

Kaito's head was peeking into the corridor, looking at Shuichi. "You good?"

"Let's just move on." he muttered.

As they went to the fourth floor, Kaito asked "What happened? You look pale."

He couldn't tell the full truth. "I just saw Kirumi with a giant wound on her shoulder and Rantaro taking care of her."

Kaito bit his lip. "Ouch. Is she okay?"

He shook his head. "She's fine, it's just that the sight wasn't pretty to look at."

Although he couldn't deny that Kirumi was far from the ugliest girl he met.

Not now, pesky thoughts.

The two made their way to Tsumugi's lab. Fortunately this time, Shuichi's lock was in. He passed his card and the two left the floor.

They did activate a trap on the second floor and ended up running for their lives again.

Fortunately, nothing else happened on their way to the dining hall.

"Soooo what are we taking to eat?" Kaito asked, still panting from the run.

Shuichi looked inside the drawers. "We could try taking some seasoning with more rice and pasta... And maybe some cereal?"

"Sounds good to me. Perhaps some fruits too?"

The two started stocking the ingredients in the pot they had. At least now they had enough until the next day if they add this to the food stocks they already have.

Just as they left the dining hall, Ryoma and Kiyo were entering.

"Did you two take enough?" the smaller man was straight to the point.

"We have until at least tomorrow, I think." Shuichi answered.

Kiyo looked at the drawers. "We will still take some food just in case. We will join you later."

The violinist nodded and the two went back to the dorms.

As they entered, they realized no one was there. Until...

Tsumugi opened the door of her room.

"You guys came back, I see." she noted.

Shuichi could still see the uneasiness in Kaito's eyes.

"Yeah, we have more food too."

She nodded. "That's good. I suppose the others will arrive shortly."

Considering what he saw in Rantaro's lab, maybe not.

Wait, why was Tsumugi here? They agreed on taking food from the kitchen if they were done early. Yet they hadn't seen the prodigy in a while. Which means she didn't respect her part of the deal.

"Hold on, you didn't bring anything from the dining hall?" Kaito seemed to have realized the same.

She fixed her glasses. "I had important matters to attend to. Now if you'll excuse me, I will go back to my room."

Right before she turned away, Shuichi noticed a hint of regret in her eyes.

The door of her room closed.

What was that?

The others arrived two by two. Kiyo and Ryoma with a pot full of potatoes and fruits, and later Kirumi and Rantaro, the former apparently bandaged up, but her uniform was still ripped from the trap they mentioned.

...

Some time passed before Shuichi was starting to get worried. Miu and Kokichi still hadn't come back and it was noon. Were they okay?

Just as he thought that, Kokichi entered the dining hall, panting. And Miu wasn't there.

"I... I have a problem. Miu is locked in the gym and the door is locked." he explained.

Shuichi stood up. "What?"

"I-I don't know! As soon as I stepped out the gym, the door closed behind me and Miu is stuck here!" he exclaimed. "She has been here for an hour now, she told me to get one of you guys or something!"

Rantaro frowned. "Wait, she told you? The door wasn't soundproof?"

He shook his head. "No, she is just stuck here... And there aren't any voices like for me yesterday..."

Kaito stood up. "I'll go."

"I'll go too!" Shuichi instinctively said. "I... I want to help her too."

Ryoma narrowed his eyes. "Don't you think three of you will be dangerous?"

The violinist was determined. "Don't worry about us, we'll be fine."

Rantaro was still a bit skeptical. "Just tell me if something happens."

He nodded.

The three went out to the main building. Thankfully they didn't activate any traps.

They continued through the first floor in the main corridor, Kokichi always ahead of them from a few meters.

Everything was going fine until a click was heard.

Kokichi froze. He was the one who stepped on a pressure plate.

Turrels came out of the ceiling and the ground, sharp spears poking out of them.

"Kokichi, look out!!"

Everything went so fast.

Kaito ran up to him and pushed him out of the way.

The boy fell to the ground a few meters away.

When Shuichi, who had closed his eyes, not wanting to see this, opened them back, he felt his heart stop.

Although most spears had missed their target...

... Kaito was left with a giant spear piercing his leg.

[zombieplaguedoc]

Intervention Of The Undead Kind

(An alternative ending to a post I saw. Contains self-ship. Enjoy)

Kaede sat in her small apartment, watching the news. The remnants of despair, her former friends, had launched another attack, this one on a concert hall; 100 people had perished. It sent a chill down her spine. She knew it was a warning to her.

Ever since her former friends had been brainwashed by Junko Enoshima, they had been after her for managing to break free. 

Well, not all of them were brainwashed.

Ryoma Hoshi, the Ultimate Tennis Pro, had disappeared not too long after the brainwashing, never to be seen again. Most speculated that he had been killed. If that was true, Kaede knew who may have been responsible.

In the months leading up to the brainwashing, a mysterious group, known only as Team Z, had been rising up out of the shadows and killing some of the remnants-Chisa Yukizome, the former Ultimate Housekeeper, was the first to go. She had been discovered in City Hall in Tokyo, hanging from the chandelier by her arms, bullet holes littering her body, her head cut open and her brain stolen, her top ripped open to reveal a ‘Z’ carved into her chest. That was the first known “sighting” of them, and ever since then, remnants have been disappearing left and right. Some of them were killed in the same gory fashion as Chisa, others were speculated to had been either coerced or brainwashed into joining them; they had even convinced the survivors of the first killing game to join them. 

Although they never fully showed themselves, Kaede knew that they were bigger, and more powerful, than Junko and the remaining remnants had previously imagined; they had underestimated the group, and now they were paying the price. Just before Ryoma’s disappearance, K1-b0, the former Ultimate Robot, had blown up one of the Remnant’s headquarters with himself still inside. Although his remains were never found, Kaede knew that he did it because he was afraid. Team Z, whoever they were, had cornered him, and death was his only way out. And now they had their sights set on the remaining remnants.

Maybe that’s why their attacks were so violent. Kaede had yet to meet the Seattle Washington-based group, let alone join them, and the pressure on her former friends to get to her before Team Z did was mounting; with so many of their members gone, it was up to them to find her and destroy all hope before it was too late. The remnants were tearing apart Japan to find her before these rebels did, and they wanted her to know it.

One of the many mysteries about Team Z, besides how long they had been around, was their attacks. Each one left a remnant missing their brain and with teeth marks on their heads. Some speculated it was a strange way of taunting Junko and her organization. Others speculated they were actually modernized supernatural creatures who feasted on the brains of their victims while still knowing how to use a gun.

If the latter was true, then Junko and her remnants were in for a world of shit. 

Regardless, Kaede knew that if the Remnants found her before Team Z did, they would most likely torture her and kill her.

Well, except for one.....Shuichi Saihara. The former Ultimate Detective. He always had a crush on Kaede, but she never reciprocated those feelings; she had her eye set on someone who disappeared just before her friends were brainwashed. He felt bad about it, maybe even a little jealous, and him becoming infected with despair made it worse;his desires for her became twisted. When she first escaped, he had cornered her, but said he wasn’t going to kill her, and for a brief moment she was hopeful that he wasn't hypnotized like the others. Until he pulled a knife on her and said he was going to keep her all to himself-his own personal little songbird. He even tried to convince her that it would be a better fate, saying how he would protect her from Junko and Team Z, and how if Team Z found her, they would just used her as a sex toy for the soldiers. 

She had managed to escape and remained vigilant that day. She wasn't sure if what he said about Team Z was true, but seeing how much of a thorn in the side they were for Junko, it.’s likely that he lied in an attempt to get her to join him. Either way, she never let her guard down. Eventually, she never heard from either sides, and she wondered if the Remnants had given up on her (she knew perfectly well that the same could not be said for Team Z and they were just waiting, planning their next attack. They did this often). This attack in the music hall, said otherwise.

She sat, her palms sweating and her heart pounding, wondering what would happen if she was ever caught by the Remnants, or if what Shuichi said about Team Z ended up being true and she was caught by them.

What would be the worse fate? Being tortured until her death by the Remnants? Being trapped for the rest of her life by Shuichi? Being viewed and used as nothing more than a stress-relief object by a group of rebels?  If she was lucky, she would never have to find out.

But fate had different plans that day.

A new article was on the news.

Junko Enoshima had been assasinated.

With her brain taken from its skull and the letter ‘Z’ carved into her chest. 

Team Z had taken the ringmaster out.

She couldn’t believe it. Junko was actually dead.

What would happen now? Would the remnants give up? Would they keep going? Her thoughts were interrupted by someone saying her name.

“Kaeeeeeede...........Kaeeeeede.” The pianist’s skin went pale as she rushed to the window, only to see the Remnants marching down the street, chanting her name- and they were getting closer.

Quickly, she had gathered up what little she had before rushing out of her apartment. She didn't get far, though, as a pair of arms wrapped around her; one covering her mouth and the other with a firm grip on her waist. She struggled to break free, until a voice whispered in her ear.

“Don't worry, I won’t let them hurt you. Unless you want me to hand you over. I’ve heard they want to do all sorts of horrible things to you-cut off your fingers, rip out your vocal chords-you don't want that, do you? Stop fighting and I’ll make sure you stay safe, with me.”

Her body went limp as she made her decision.

But the silence was interrupted by gunfire outside the building that got both her and Shuichi’s attention.

“What the hell?” Then, the sound of screeching on pavement, followed by what sounded like branches breaking and screaming-Kaede could recognize Gonta Gokuhara’s pained screams above the screeching before he was cut off by more branches breaking. Shuichi let go of her and rushed to the nearest window and she followed suit, wanting to know what was happening.

Out on the street, the bodies of the Remnants lay in a large puddle of blood, their limbs twisted in grotesque ways, some with their heads crushed and their spines sticking out of their backs, and tread marks all over their clothes, as if they had been run over or crushed, while some lay with bullet holes in their back like they were shot at from behind. On the left, four feet in front of them, a large navy blue tank turned and screeched to a stop, bloody tread marks leading from the body pile to where the tank had stopped, and it didn't take the two long to figure out what had happened.

Kaede was shocked, the tank had actually managed to mow down half of the remnants. The other half, which mostly consisted of the ones standing near the front, however, jumped out of the way just in time and landed face down on the pavement. They got to their feet, and when they did, the tank’s main gun aimed at them and fired. A loud boom sounded off as the shell left the barrel, and the tank jerked back a bit, and three of the standing remnants fell to the ground as their chests seemed to explode from the hit. The main barrel fired one....two....three.......four more shots while an MG at the top fired as the tank reloaded. After seventeen of the remaining half of the remnants had dropped  dead, the leader, whom Kaede recognized as Rantaro Amami, raised his hand and yelled “Retreat!” Not wasting any time, the Remnants turned on their heels and took off in the other direction, leaving their fallen comrades behind while the tank still fired at them, breaking several windows in the process.

Once they were out of shot, the commander at the top stood up and slowly climbed off the vehicle while another person, this one shorter, climbed out through the hatch and stood at the top where the commander had stood. Neither Kaede nor Shuichi recognized the navy blue uniforms they bore, as more soldiers came out of the sides, wearing the same navy blue uniforms and carrying military-grade machine guns, but the biggest surprise when the soldiers manning the tank took off their helmets to reveal K1-b0 and Ryoma Hoshi.

Both Shuichi and Kaede’s jaws dropped at the sight. How can it be?! They were supposed to be dead! Kibo had blown himself up and Ryoma was still considered missing! Kaede noticed Kibo and Ryoma’s eyes were no longer red, instead reverting back to their normal blue and gray before the brainwashing.

Ryoma looked at the soldiers below him, raised his fist, and yelled “Team Z!” And the soldiers did the same, even Kibo.

It was Team Z! Well, some of them. But how were Kibo and Ryoma working for them, and why?

Shuichi frowned and gritted his teeth as the soldiers continued to cheer. “What. No!” He looked at Kaede, who was still staring in awe at the scene before her, before grabbing her hair, causing her to cry out, and pulling her away from the window. 

“You’re still mine!” He growled. “I don't think so!” Came another voice, then a gunshot, and Shuichi was jerked backwards as blood spattered out of his shoulder; the former detective fell to the ground, taking Kaede with him. Kaede looked up to see who had shot him and saw a man and a woman, both in the same uniforms as the soldiers outside (though the female was wearing shorts instead of pants, and both carrying machine guns. 

The man was dark-skinned with brown eyes, black hair and a beard, and she didn't recognize him, but she recognized the woman.

It was Ali Jones, former Ultimate Metalhead and the person she had a crush on before she and her brother, Allen, went missing. Seeing the person she once loved still alive, Kaede couldn't help but smile, which Shuichi noticed as he was “recovering”. He looked up at the former musician and the shock in his red eyes soon turned to anger as he glared at her. “Wha-! You?! What’d you doing here?! You’re supposed to be-” He was cut off when Ali shot him again, this time in the head. It was then that Kaede noticed something about the duo. Their skin was paler, blood vessels could clearly be seen on their faces, and their eyes were red. Not the irises, but the white areas were red, almost bloodshot. They weren’t human and Kaede couldn't help but feel scared.

“-Dead? Yeah, well, life’s just full of surprises.” Ali finished and walked over to the detective’s body. As Kaede watched, her former friend unloaded her gun, raised the butt end up, the, brought it down hard on Shuichi’s head, cracking his skull open. She struck again and Kaede turned her head, not wanting to watch. The man picked her up off the ground and put her back on her feet and she noticed that his eyes and face were back to normal. “Kaede Akamatsu, I’m assuming?” He asked. Despite his South Asian appearance, he had an English accent. She just nodded, and was about to ask his name when he answered for her, seeming to have read her mind.

“Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti. Former Medical Examiner and Medic for Team Z. I imagine you must've been through a lot before we came here.” Again, Kaede just nodded, still too shocked from the recent events. Finally, Ali stood up and walked over, holding a small plastic container that held Shuichi’s brain. “I imagine you have a lot of questions about what just happened and about Team Z.” She said calmly, her face covered in blood spatters. “Sorry we took so long to reach you Kaede, we had some important business to attend to, as you may have seen on the news.” Kaede nodded and mumbled ‘Yes.’ She slowly looked behind her at Shuichi, his head busted open and a ‘Z’ carved until his chest, before turning back to her rescuers.

“H-How are you still alive? Wh-What are you?” She stammered. Ali put her hand on her shoulder, squeezing it. Kaede could see slight concern in her usually-stoic eyes. “It’s a long story Kaede, we’ll explain everything on the way. In the meantime, you should come with us. Chase has been watching you for a long time now, and he believes you’ll make a valuable asset to the team.” Kaede felt nervous, remembering what Shuichi said, and Ravi sensed that. “It’s alright Kaede, no one’s going to hurt you. Ali won’t let anyone hurt you.” He said. The look in Ali’s eyes reassured her too. She nodded and followed the two out of the building.

[therainroguefanfiction]

⁂ How Do You Love? (Tenipuri) o4

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I woke up when something smacked against my face, leaving a dull throb in my nose. My eyes peeled open and the first thing I saw was the pale skin of Kenko’s foot a mere inches from my face. I scowled, pushing myself up to yell at him, but I stopped short. Karupin was sprawled out across his face; I’m just going to assume that he’s doing us a favor and trying to smother the eighteen-year-old.

I glanced at the clock: four-thirty in the morning.

With a sigh, I pushed the covers away and crawled out of bed. School starts at eight and the train to Kanagawa is about an hour-long ride, give or take. The last thing I feel like dealing with is being rushed. Pisses me off.

I stood under the cold water of the shower, eyes closed. Did I feel nervous about today? A little, but not for the typical reasons. I’m worried about whether or not I will be able to control myself. Living in the states meant meeting a lot of people that pissed me off or that was pissed off by me, which in turn led to fights and being expelled from various schools – not to mention being arrested a time or two. Was this my last chance? I don’t know.

Above all else, I don’t wanna let my old man down any more than I already have. After everything he’s done for me, a child he had no responsibility for, I’ve done a piss poor job of repaying him. Now that I’m thinking about it, the only positive thing I’ve done since joining the Echizen family is keeping Ryoma safe and shadowing him in the states.

I sighed, leaning my forehead against the cold tile of the wall. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that I’m a problem child. And yet… that idiot hasn’t given up on me. None of them have. I’ve got to get my shit together.

I slipped out of the shower, drying off before wrapping the towel around my body and returning to my room.

Five-twenty in the morning.

Kenko was still asleep, but Karupin was nowhere to be found. Most likely he returned to Ryoma’s room. I grabbed my bag from beside the bed and started to dig for something to wear. A thought struck me and I paused. Don’t Japanese kids wear uniforms? Had they gotten me one?

“Oi, Kenko. Wake up.”

He mumbled something about data and Aries but didn’t wake.

I scowled, looking over at my desk. I spotted the Rhino plush that dad had given me for my fifteenth birthday. With a shrug, I grabbed it and chucked it at his face. He yelped in surprise before rolling off the bed, hitting the floor face-first with a loud thump.

“Good morning.” He groaned, rubbing his nose. How I haven’t managed to break it is beyond me. Maybe it’s made of lead or something.

“Is there a uniform?”

He blinked, taking a moment to respond. “Yeah, it’s in the closet.”

I felt annoyance linger in the back of my mind as my hand hovered in front of the door. Sliding it open, I released a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding. Two sets of the same uniform were hung side by side; navy blue slacks, white shirt, teal tie with silver stripes, and a dark green jacket.

A hand landed on my shoulder. “Did you really think we’d order you the girl’s uniform? Give your best friend and father some credit.”

I felt my lips curl up. “Thanks, Kenko. Now get the fuck out so I can get dressed.”

It only took me about five minutes to get dressed and find my way downstairs. Rinko was already in the kitchen, humming to herself as she prepared to start breakfast.

“Morning.” I greeted her, opening the fridge. I was surprised but happy to find a full row of Dr. Pepper cans.

“Good morning, dear. How’d you sleep?” She questioned with a smile.

“Fine.” I sat down at the table, sipping the soda. “Thanks for buying these.”

“I know it’s your favorite. Consider it my welcome home gift.” She began to cook. “Are you excited for your first day?”

“I don’t think anyone is ever excited for their first day of school… I’ll do my best, though.”

She hummed. “That’s all we’ve ever asked. The boy’s uniform looks cute on you, by the way.”

I scoffed, leaning back in my chair. “I don’t do cute, Rinko.”

She chuckled in response and we settled into a comfortable silence. A few minutes passed before Kenko, dressed in his own uniform, and Nanako came down the stairs, chatting happily with each other.

“Good morning, oba-chan. Lux.” She greeted with a smile. “Don’t you have to get ready for work? I can take over.”

“Thank you.” Rinko smiled at her before disappearing up the stairs.

Kenko tried to swipe my soda but I smacked his hand away, glaring at him. “I will stab you with a fucking fork.”

He pouted. “You’re so greedy.”

“No one touches my soda.”

“Mornin’.” Ryoma yawned, ruffling his messy hair as he entered the kitchen.

Nanako served us breakfast. Rinko came down and hugged each one of us, wishing us a good day before rushing out the door for work. We ate quickly before getting up to leave for the train station.

I stopped behind Ryoma, ruffling his already messy hair. “Text me if anything happens, and stay out of trouble, yeah?”

He pouted, looking away in embarrassment. “I’ll be fine, nee-chan.”

Kenko handed me my bag when I reached the door and we left the house. “Are you worried?”

“No. I’ve taught him well. He can handle himself.”

“Now that worries me.”

“And anyone he can’t handle,” I slammed my fist into the palm of my hand, cracking my knuckles, “I’ll destroy.”

He sweatdropped, patting my shoulder. “Yes, yes.”

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Kenko lead me to the front office to speak to the principle. Although he and my old man had gotten my books and schedule already, the principal wanted to speak to me directly before class started. For what, neither of us knew.

We approached the woman sitting behind the desk. The nameplate read Akemi Claire. Her hair was the color of wet sand, falling down below her shoulders, and her eyes were a mix of brown and gold. If I’m being honest, she looked like a stuck up bitch.

“Good morning, Akemi-sensei.” Kenko smiled at her in greeting.

She smiled brightly, brushing her bangs away from her eyes. “Kenko! To what do I owe this pleasure on the first day, hmm?”

“Principal Haruse wanted to see Winchester Lux before class.” He answered, motioning toward me with his hand.

Her eyes snapped to me, sparkling with mischief. “Can she speak Japanese?”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Yes, she can.”

“One moment.” Amusement flashed through her eyes as she stood up. When she disappeared into one of the offices in the back, Kenko nudged me in the ribs with his elbow.

“Be nice.” He scolded, softly. I only scoffed in response, folding my arms over my chest. It’s not my fault she’s a bitch.

The woman returned and instructed me to enter the office she just left from. I ignored Kenko’s look as I headed for the door without a word. I didn’t bother knocking, either, and pushed it open to step inside. The back of the principle’s chair was facing me, preventing me from seeing what they looked like.

A deep voice reached my ears. “Close the door and have a seat.”

I complied, dropping the bag on the floor near my feet.

The chair turned to reveal a tall man, probably six-one or two, with long black hair tied in a long, thin braid. His eyes, a deep shade of chocolate brown, were strict yet somehow kind at the same time. He clasped his hands together on the desk. “How was your flight, Winchester-san?”

I raised a brow, resting my ankle across my knee. “Is it common in Japan for the principle of a school to ask his students how their flight was?”

“No,” He chuckled. “I’m an old friend of your father. He asked me to look after you.”

“I’m more than capable of looking after myself, thanks. Can I go now?”

“Yes, I’m well aware of how you look after yourself.”

My body automatically tensed up and my eyes narrowed at him. Of course I wanted to snap at him – what the hell does he know about me? But I held my tongue. Not only is he the fucking principle of the school, but he’s also a friend of my old man.

“Your school record is easily accessed by school officials.” He continued, watching me closely. I expected to see pity or disgust lingering within his eyes – both of which I had learned to pick up on almost instantly after having received them both so many times growing up, but his eyes didn’t display either of those. There was something else, something I couldn’t place. “I will be honest with you, Winchester-san. When a school official looks at your record, they are most likely to think of you as a loose cannon. You’re a risk, a liability that they are not willing to take on.”

I was silent for a moment before a question entered my mind. It came out before I could stop it. “Is that why the old man didn’t send me to Seishun?”

“Due to Nanjirou’s connections, the school would have accepted you.” He closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair and crossing his legs. “However, in the words of your father; ‘I don’t feel like she’ll have a fair shot there’.”

“But I will here?” I scoffed, sliding down in the chair.

“Yes, you will.” He smiled at me. This time I recognized the emotion floating in his eyes – it was the exact same look that dad had when he first adopted me. Kindness. “I’m the only one that knows of your record and I will keep it that way. The rest is up to you. You must learn to control your temper, Winchester-san.”

My eyes shifted to the side. Like I don’t already know that, but it’s not as simple as saying that I’m not gonna get pissed anymore. I’ve been trying to control it since I was a fucking kid.

He smiled softly. “I believe in you, Winchester-san.” The warning bell rang and he reached into his desk, pulling out a pad and a pen. “Class is about to start. I’ll write you a note so you don’t get into trouble on your first day. Akemi-sensei will show you to your class.”

I grabbed the note and my bag before heading to the door. Before I could grab the handle, he called my name. I stopped but didn’t turn.

“If you run into any problems, feel free to come and see me.”

I left the room with a scowl on my face, not knowing how I feel about this whole situation. Claire was waiting for me, and she escorted me to class 3-B without a word being exchanged. When we arrived, she patted my shoulder and wished me good luck before disappearing.

Scowl still in place, I slid the door open and stepped inside. The teacher stopped speaking and the entire class turned to stare at me, making my eye twitch. I hate unwanted attention, damn it. My eyes scanned the class and locked with Kenko’s violet ones. He sent me an encouraging smile, nodding his head.

“May I help you?” The teacher asked, kindly. His hair was cotton candy pink, pinned back with bobby pins, and his eyes were sky blue. Honestly, this guy didn’t look like a teacher, he looked like a fucking model.

“Sorry I’m late,” I answered blankly, handing him the note.

He took a moment to read it before nodding. “You can take the empty seat next to Shishido-san.”

My eye twitched again as a hand raised into the air. Our eyes met and I fought the urge to facepalm as I took the seat next to Rei. What was this cliche bullshit happening right now? Kenko didn’t look too happy about the arrangement either.

Rei nodded his head at me before turning back to the basketball magazine that lay open on his desk. A basketball sat tucked between his feet.

Great, I sighed, resting my cheek in the palm of my hand as I stared out the window, another sport-obsessed freak.

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The bell for lunch finally rang and I stood up with a sigh, stretching my arms over my head to make my back crack. Before I could step away from my desk, a boy appeared in front of me, standing about three inches taller. His hair reached well past his waist in a thick braid – it was an ombre of pink and orange. His eyes were sky blue and he was grinning widely.

“Hello, beautiful.” He reached out to grab my hand and I took notice of his nails – they were painted the same color as his eyes. I smacked his hand away before he could grab me. “My name is Uno. And you are?”

“None of your damn business.” I scowled. “Get out of the way.”

“There’s that American attitude!” He grinned wider. What, is he the fucking Cheshire cat or something? “I’m from England.”

“Good for you.” I tried to step around him but he grabbed my arm. My fists automatically clenched at my sides. I’m trying really hard to behave, but this kid is just asking to bleed.

“Leave her alone, Howell.” Rei smacked his hand away and stepped in between us, his back facing me.

Uno pouted. “No fair, Rei! You don’t even care about girls, don’t go trying to claim her!”

“Nobody claims me, asshole,” I growled, shoving his shoulder as I forced myself past. I heard him whining about Rei not letting him go, so I assume he tried to come after me. I guess I need to thank the basketball freak for that later.

Kenko cocked his head to the side when I reached his desk. “I think Howell-kun just broke his own record; he’s never hit on a girl that quickly before.”

“Fucking annoying.”

He chuckled, wrapping his arm around my own. “He loves girls, but he’s pretty harmless. Not good with personal space, though.”

“Clearly,”

“So~ Are you going to tell me what you and principal Haruse talked about?”

“My record.” I stopped walking, staring at the floor blankly. “Did you know?”

“About your record? Of cou – ”

“Don’t play dumb, Kenko.”

He sighed softly before tightening his grip on my arm. He led me out of the crowded hallway and out behind the school where a small seating area had been placed. There wasn’t another person in sight. He sat down on the stone bench and I reluctantly sat next to him.

“The original plan was to have you attend Seishun Gakuen with Ryoma. The principle agreed, although reluctantly. Your dad didn’t like the way he acted when he found out, so he reached out to Haruse instead.” He smiled, sheepishly. “I’m sorry for not telling you. Your dad didn’t want you to know, he was trying to – ”

“Protect me.” I sighed, running my hand through my hair. “Fucking idiot, I don’t need protection.”

He patted my shoulder. “Just let him have this one.”

“…fine.”

“Now then,” Kenko stood up, clapping his hands cheerfully. “Let’s get some food, I’m starving!”

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Leo, Ascending

Thank you so much for the support and the patience, @xpegasusuniverse ! This one was so funny to write I almost pulled a muscle akçsldkmas I hope you like it!

Summary: After the war, with a brand-new alliance between Nohr and Hoshido, the royalty of the Light Kingdom invited their counterparts of the Dark Kingdom to an extremelly traditional festival that would take place in the following summer -- the Hadaka Festival.

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The war against the Forgotten Dragon had been won for a few months -- time passed them by fast, the rebuilding effort taking much of their energy. Inside Castle Krakenburg, Prince Leo walked around the hall in unusually high spirits for the past few weeks.

True, Odin's sudden disappearance after leaving a ludicrous ode to his liege made the air around the prince sour for quite a while; after all, how dare Odin claim that Leo has the entirety of his loyalty and respect in a written letter left by the prince's doorstep before simply vanishing? It was preposterous.

Therefore, seeing Leo almost hum around the halls as though he had no worries was a truly welcoming sight, one that barely no one questioned.

... However, when they did, they received the most, well, odd responses.

"Isn't is wonderful to meet people and actually be able to look at their faces without anything shameless catching your attention so badly you refuse to look at it?" Was one of the most usual response. There were also, "aren't clothes great?" which would steal short and loud snorts out of his remaining retainer, Niles.

The former outlaw would still give his liege time to grieve Odin's disappearance, so he refrained from teasing -- though he couldn't help but laugh every now and then.

The days passed by almost gleefully as Leo finally began to forget the nightmare he and every nohrian went through during the war -- and he didn't mean the fighting itself. The Better-Left-Forgotten incident had finally started to fade away in the depths of their memories as their urgent duties regarding their kingdom claimed all of their attention.

A missive arrived from Hoshido at the start of summer, preceding a visit from King Ryoma and Second Prince Takumi themselves, through a portal Corrin and Azura opened after studying more about their powers -- now visits between the two kingdoms could be done instantly, as could the exchange of news and information.

Xander, Corrin and Leo welcomed their hoshidan counterparts by the portal at the appointed time, serious as they could be.

Ryoma crossed over first, followed closely behind by his retainers -- who soon disappeared to do their 'ninja work' -- then by his brother and his own retainers.

"King Xander," Ryoma smiled amicably, giving his counterpart a short bow. Xander reciprocated the act, frowning less intently than usual.

"King Ryoma. What do I owe the honor of such a visit? Your message stated that you would invite us to a gathering in person..."

"Indeed," the hoshidan king nodded as he raised one hand over his shoulder so Takumi could hand him a scroll. In a swift movement, Ryoma then transferred it to Xander. "It would be Hoshido's utmost pleasure to share one of its most traditional festivals with our new allies from Nohr." He said solemnly as Xander slid the scroll open -- it contained information regarding a festival that was scheduled to happen at the end of summer. It vaguely detailed the activities that would be done in a single day: Thousands of men would parade through the streets carrying portable shrines all the way towards a nearby mountain by the sea, then place said shrines there to pray for fertility and abundance in the upcoming fall harvest.

"Why, an abundance festival." Xander mused as his attentive eyes read the short descriptions, Leo trying to glance over his shoulder to peek at it while Corrin full on leaned on Xander's arm to read as well.

"Sounds fun! There's sea crossing, too!" The dragon prince said, smiling from pointy ear to pointy ear. "We would love to go!" He nodded, then turned to his brothers, "wouldn't we?" He whispered more meekly, realizing that Xander was the one to make the call, as the King.

His lips curved into an almost smile as he concurred. "Indeed. It would be our pleasure to attend, King Ryoma."

"Nice." Takumi nodded behind his brother. "By the way, as Kings, you and my brother can't participate 'cause things can get a bit... heated, so to speak."

"Ah." Xander closed his eyes in understanding. "It would not do to have a King mixed in such, is it?"

"Yeah. Usually I don't participate, either, but since you're all coming, we can carry a shrine by ourselves -- with our retainers' help, of course."

Oboro mumbled something incomprehensible behind Takumi's back, as though unsatisfied about such agreement. Not noticing the woman's displeasure, Leo raised his brow in question.

"We will still be in the middle of the masses, yes? Will it be safe?"

"Well, yeah," Takumi said, matter-of-factly, "not like anyone can carry weapons over there anyway. No room to."

Leo frowned in confusion, internalizing the questions regarding such customs and what kind of garbs wouldn't allow weapons to be concealed. Oh well, he thought, almost shrugging, I suppose we should simply head there in our usual clothes and they'll give us something appropriate for the festival once we get there.

"It IS the Hadaka Festival, after all." Takumi added with a smirk that was completely misinterpreted by the nohrians. He simply looked happy to share such occasion with his newfound allies.

As the days passed and the appointed date for the festival approached, Leo kept the knowledge at the back of his mind: it was a festival to call for fertility and ward off evil.

"Sounds simple enough. We do have some of those around here as well, after all." He mumbled to himself as he ticked the tip of his feather pen on a pile of papers he had to sign. "Surely the atmosphere will be much different due to Hoshido's weather..." his monologue dissolved into mumbling as he refocused on his work, lazily leaning his head on one hand.

On the day of the festival itself, as agreed an envoy was sent through the portal to escort Xander, Corrin, Leo and their retainers to the location, early in the morning. So early, in fact, that it could be considered still 'last night', though the lack of sunlight was commonplace in Nohr.

The envoy consisted of only women: The two princesses Hinoka and Sakura, accompanied by their female retainers, Hana and Setsuna as well as Takumi's and Ryoma's retainers, Oboro and Kagero.

Finding it rather strange, Xander, Corrin and Leo exchanged glances before the King approached the subject.

Hinoka laughed, dismissing his worry. "It's fine; us women aren't allowed to participate in the festival, so we're free."

Xander blinked, frowning. "What? But what kind of festival does not allow half of their subjects-"

"Oh, no, don't get me wrong," she cut him off, turning her back as she led the way back to the portal, "us women can watch the festival just fine, we just can't participate on it, is all."

"Yeah, wearing only karihimos and susoyokes through it all wouldn't do the trick," Hana added, crossing her arms and nodding as though she made all the sense in the world.

Well, all women hummed in accordance while the nohrian men exchanged confused and alarmed glances. Behind the royals, Niles slapped his own mouth so as not to snort loudly, letting them to figure it out by themselves. Beside him, Jakob made a disgusted noise as he scooted closer to his liege.

"Um," Corrin was about to poke Hinoka's shoulder to ask, afraid of the words he would hear in response. "I thought this was a festival of, um, fertility? Like, for harvest or to be blessed with children?"

Sakura, Hana and Hinoka exchanged glances while Oboro clicked her tongue and Kagero remained silent. Setsuna was completely detached from her mortal body, watching everything happen without a sliver of conscious thought.

Hinoka was the one who replied at the very moment they finally stepped out of the portal towards the hoshidan castle -- as their steps echoed through the ancient and well-preserved wood, she guided them to the balcony whence they could see everything being prepared. "Yeah, well, it's more about a man's fertility -- virility and stuff -- and how a person's bare skin can ward off evil."

The sun had already rose in the Light kingdom, though what blinded the nohrians eyes was far from being the sun.

There were thousands upon thousands of naked men parading through the city, all of them getting this or that ready for the festival.

So many.

So, so many shiny, glittering white butts, all wiggling about in their business, busy as they could be.

Leo felt faint.

Niles burst out in laughter, almost throwing himself on the floor as Jakob lost all color from his face.

"It's a nightmare," Leo mumbled to himself, his eyes wide, trying to tear themselves away from the horrific sight. "It's gotta be. This isn't simple at all!"

Outwardly composed as always, Xander simply cleared his throat to regain his voice, turning completely to the side towards Hinoka so he wouldn't be able to see the wiggly butts with his peripheral vision. "Princess, what was this festival about, again? I recall reading only briefly about it."

"Oh, well, it's kind of a long story. Let's walk downstairs while I tell you." She signaled with her head for them all to follow her, quickly going towards the staircase.

Leo froze in place, the weight of his body too much for his legs to carry. He felt a lump in his throat as his heart beat wildly, even more so with the echo of Niles' laughter still right behind him.

"I'm not going." He whispered. "I refuse, I-" he panicked, his mumbling inaudible to all but Corrin, who was also frozen in place.

The dragon prince reached for his younger brother's hand, squeezing it. "We- we gotta do this, Leo. B-besides, it sounds fun! Male bonding while wearing nothing but underwear! Yeah, it does sound kinda nice when I put it that way," he tried to convince himself more than his brother, the words he uttered sounding more and more mad as he went on.

"Are you out of your min- wait can you feel this... This sense of foreboding..." he gulped, feeling a menacing aura at the back of his head. Suddenly he turned, seeing none other than Prince Takumi and his retainer, Hinata, in nothing but their fundoshis.

"Oh, hey, you're here." Takumi smirked widely, his pale white skin almost entirely reflecting the sunlight, making Leo immediately want to look down.

He refrained himself, however, for the thing he would see looking down would scar him forever. Instead, he focused his gaze on two bolts of cloth Takumi carried in one hand, his smirk suddenly turning more and more evil.

"I brought your fundoshis for the festival! Don't worry, they're brand new."

THERE WAS A POSSIBILITY OF THEM BEING USED? Leo's mind yelled, all alarms going off as his flight reflex kicked in. He had been paralyzed by fear before, but now he had to run for his life.

For his dignity.

Once he took a step back, he felt someone grab him by his hand. It was Corrin, who was equally scared and excited, a foolish smile creeping around his lips. "We're gonna have fun, Leo!" He said, his eyes looking like they wanted to scream, but desperation making his mind accept their destiny. "C'mon, let's go!"

"N-no," Leo shook, trying to disentangle Corrin's strong fingers from his wrist. "Don't let them do this to me, Niles-" he tried, but immediately saw his retainer happily accept his and Jakob's fundoshis from Hinata, laughing so hard he was turning purple. "X-Xander?" Leo looked around, but Xander had long been escorted by Hinoka downstairs.

He was all alone.

In a kingdom of madmen who paraded around the streets wearing next to NOTHING.

"C'mon, Leo, you're not gonna do this slight to your allies by refusing something you accepted before, right?" Takumi smirked, and one could almost see little horns growing out of his head as he terribly enjoyed himself. "The changing room's this way, come on." He took Leo by the other hand, positively trapping him.

Leo felt his soul leaving his body.

The experience was otherworldly.

He watched it all as though he wasn't actually present -- by the hundredth time he felt another man's bare, sweaty skin bump into his, he was already at another plane of existence. Everything was a blur.

After being forced to wear the fundoshi -- it embarrassingly didn't take long since he was manhandled easily by Niles, Corrin and Takumi -- and walk around flashing his own shiny, glistering butt cheeks around a foreign land, Leo stopped feeling anything altogether.

As though in a trance, he was led to the courtyard so as to position himself between Corrin and Niles in his own spot to carry the portable shrine, dutifully carried it through the streets towards the freezing morning sea, walked through the waves with water chest-high while listening to his retainer's and his brother's laughter as though through a thick glass, climbed the mountain without ever letting go of the shrine, placed it at the designated place, swam back and was received with showers of alcoholic beverage.

There was also something about catching a sacred stick that was thrown into the mob, but that part was left for the non-royals as it could get pretty intense -- bloody noses would be the least of their concerns in such activities -- though Niles took delight in dragging Jakob to the middle of it.

Leo couldn't feel his body, even though it was sticky with salty water, sake, sand, algae and leaves. Perhaps that was the reason for such ludicrous event -- to enlighten oneself. To achieve the Nirvana.

Leo had ascended. His body was nothing more than a vessel to be purified from his earthly thoughts.

He had ascended, his mind caring not for the sure shame he would feel the next morning. Nor the thirst for revenge. Nay, his mind was clear of impure thoughts. He dare not hope to ever be embraced by the warmth of his clothes ever again, such thing the furthest, yes, the furthest thing of his mind.

“Throw me in a pit of lions and I shan’t tremble,” he whispered as he hugged his own knees from a faraway corner of the main temple, watching with large eyes as the mob tried to fight for the sacred sticks.

Someone owed him an apology, though he still could not think of whom or why. Perhaps tomorrow… once the ascension had worn off. Yes, indeed. Tomorrow he shall think. Now he only needed to close his eyes to be free of the dream. Nightmare. To be free of the nightmare.

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If the V3 cast were to play Monster Prom, who would each character go for?

This is like, my third time trying to write this? I don’t know why it’s taken so many tries; it probably just has to do with getting cut off in the middle of the thought I was on. This may go a little more in depth then you thought it would, but that’s just because I want this to be as thorough as possible.

If you’re interested in Monster Prom, I recommend either buying it or just watching a playthrough of the game before reading this. There are going to be spoilers for certain routes along with secret endings that you can get, so… there. Now that I’ve been super transparent about what this entails, let’s get started.

V3 Dating Some Monsters!

Since this is a MULTIPLAYER DATING SIM, here are the groups of people I think would probably play against each other:GAME 1 -Angie, Himiko, Tenko, TsumugiGAME 2 -Kirumi, Kokichi, Kiibo, KaitoGAME 3 -Shuichi, Kaede, Rantaro, RyomaGAME 4 -Korekiyo, Maki, Miu, Gonta

We’ll talk about each game from top to bottom, ok?

Himiko would be player one after everyone insisted that she gets it (”Nyehhh, what a pain, I have to choose first?”). After picking Brian (Green) because he looked super tired, she waited for everyone else. Angie ended up being player two, and went as Vicky (Blue) because of how cute and happy she looked. Tenko chose Amira (Red) afterward because she seemed like she wouldn’t take crap from anybody along with the fact that she was the only girl left to choose from. Tsumugi was left with Oz (Yellow), but she didn’t mind it much; she thought his simplistic design was perfect for her personality.

Himiko didn’t really go for anyone in particular on her playthrough, although she got the most events with Polly. She did seem to like Valerie (The shopkeeper) but didn’t know that she was romanceable. At the end of the game, Himiko ended up going to prom by herself, and had a good time.

Angie went for Miranda because of how devoted she seemed to be to her kingdom! It was very impressive, and she didn’t bat an eye when she ended up getting the throne ending! Nothing like releasing a kraken to sneak a fish man into the school. (Tenko was a little concerned by Angie’s decisions through this route though, and kept an eye on her for awhile.)

Tsumugi was the only person in the group to try and romance a male, and even then, it was because she already heard of a certain secret ending with Liam- “Liam The Weeb.” She was super excited that they put a character in a game that you could see develop a love for something she has, and also had a good laugh when she muttered to herself about him requiring yaoi hands. After successfully getting it at the end, she already had been thinking of fanfiction ideas for a continuation of this route.

Tenko tried to get with Vera! Unfortunately, she wasn’t the best at reading the situations, and her stats weren’t high enough, not to mention everyone else kept getting a table with her at lunch! How was she supposed to be stepped on with affection by the powerful snake lady?!? When she was turned down at prom, she felt her heart break a little bit, but attacked Himiko with a hug saying that she would be fine as long as the little mage was there.

Before anyone could decide who would be player one, Kokichi took a chance to be Oz, but named him Ligma because Kiibo would inevitably ask the question of, “Why would you name yourself Ligma?” and he was absolutely ready to laugh at his response to the epidemic of ligma. Kirumi went next, choosing Amira because she “seems like a capable young lady.” Kiibo got Brian before Kaito could object to playing a girl, but the astronaut soon got his second wind by saying that girl power would trump the guys. He held his hand out to Kirumi for a high five, which she hesitantly accepted. 

“Ohhhh, I’ve heard how hard it is to get Vera! Don’t worry Kaito, there’s no way you cou-”

“I’M GONNA FUCK A SNAKE WOMAN AND NONE OF YOU CAN STOP ME.”

This is probably the most chaotic of the games due to Kokichi being able to egg on Kaito with no problem. Kokichi also decided to go for Vera, making it that much harder for Kaito. Kaito almost never got the lunch events with Vera, while Kokichi had his own agenda.

“You’re buying a used tampon? I know you’re messed up, but GOD, that’s a whole other level.”

Little did Kaito know that Kokichi had started the cult ritual secret ending, and was planning to finish it. After fumbling around with her and failing to live up to Vera’s expectations, Kaito got turned down at prom, and was pissed when Kokichi got the secret ending! Why hadn’t he been paying attention to what the midget of the group was doing?! He wasn’t sure, but Kokichi was having a good time cackling and “reassuring” Kaito that he was too dumb and not logical enough to have gotten her route anyways.

Kirumi liked how Liam carried himself, and was more than happy to try romancing him. She seemed to have relaxed while playing this game despite the constant bickering of the grapes in the room. With no failed events, Kirumi went to prom with Liam, and appreciated how secretly funny he was under his hipster demeanor.

Kiibo was being crushed constantly by Kokichi and Kaito after making the grave mistake of sitting between them. He did his best not to let that get to him, but he was distracted for the majority of the game because of him. Before he could choose the last question of the personality quiz at the beginning, his hand was knocked and he accidentally got started on Damien’s route. He spent the majority of the time asking Kirumi questions about if it was normal to be that angry and destructive. He was especially concerned about how Damien had dead bodies in his home! However, he successfully took the demon to prom.

(After his failure, Kaito spent hours playing the game and trying to get all the endings possible. He ended up getting stuck on romancing Valerie.)

From the very beginning of this game, Shuichi and Kaede promised each other that they wouldn’t get in each other’s way, and would help each other should special events requiring the extra boosts in affection come up. Rantaro was happy to do his own thing along with Ryoma. This was probably the calmest group of people to play the game.

Rantaro chose Oz before others could, just changing the name to his own so that no one would get confused. Shuichi chose Amira, but Kaede asked if she could change the name for him without him looking. When he eventually turned back, he was named “Sweetchi

Rantaro decided he liked how excitable Polly was, and how every event with her was like an adventure. He liked being a part of her party scientist shenanigans, and watching her tell a sugar daddy to marry a llama. Which he did. He got the secret Party Science ending with her, and was super calm. Originally though, before dating Polly, he really hoped that Aaravi The Slayer was romanceable.

Kaede accidentally started the Blobert route, which made everyone’s day (”you can date… a blob with a hat?” “You’re just jealous of his hat, aren’t you?”). Getting to give everyone ridiculously specific greeting cards, including a corpse. Regardless, she was super happy to hear how much everyone loves Blobert, and decided that he would always be her favorite. (Shuichi was taking some mental notes through this playhthrough.)

Shuichi ended up going to prom with Miranda as a ghost. It was an accident that he even got on her route, and he still wanted to at least have a successful run. He went to the shop and saw the ghost costume, he was too interested to not buy it. Going through all the cutscenes, he thought Liam getting frustrated was a little cute (Though he wouldn’t dare admit that to anyone) and was happy when he managed to go to prom as a spooky little guy!

Ryoma saw the gentleness in Scott’s heart, and was taken by it. he wanted Scott to be the happiest boy in the world and stay unaware of the hardships that come with life. He ended up successfully going to prom with the werewolf, and was surprised at how fun it was to play a game with other people at the same time. He could probably get used to this.

���I don’t care what fuckin’ player I am, titless- just lease me the fire girl because she’s SMOKIN’ like yours truly!”

“... I think I’m already regretting playing this game with you.”

After Miu made a big deal out of it, she ended up with Amira. Maki chose Vicky, changing the name to her own. Korekiyo chose Brian, but named him Shiso Asobi. once again, no one knew what was with the ridiculous name. Gonta was left with Oz, but he had no problem with that! He did, however, have problems with changing his name. His hands were a bit too big for the keyboard.

“REVERSE ROMANIAN WILKINSON? I don’t know what she’s on, but I fuckin’ LOVE her!”Miu was all over Polly and how ridiculous she could be, including her Reverse Romanian Wilkinson ending. She wasn’t sure what the penguin mask was for along with the guacamole and bag of beads, but just imagining what it was getting her hot all over. She successfully pulled it off, and then proceeded to bother Kiibo about trying it with her.

Maki was attracted to the way Scott acted like a certain astronaut she knew, so she just couldn’t ignore him. getting the correct choices on his route was super easy for her, and she smiled just enough to get Miu on her case for a little bit. At the end of the game, she wondered if she’s been wanting a man who’s essentially like a puppy.

Gonta didn’t want to romance anyone! He just wanted to have the best time he could making people happy. Unfortunately for him, his actions brought him to the orgy ending. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he was asking everyone around him why they weren’t wearing clothes. Miu was yelling angrily because she hadn’t been informed that such a route even existed, and Maki just sighed out of frustration. Korekiyo wasn’t surprised given the rest of the games content, but he found humor in Gonta being the one to get such an ending.

Korekiyo wasn’t originally going after anyone. He just wanted to experience what it was like to play a game about dating people with, well... other people. However, when he basically summoned a powerful monster from the totem of zgord, he changed his playing style to fit accordingly. With a high enough charm stat and being able to take a tentacle monster to the prom, everyone was slightly disturbed, besides Miu. She just wished that she could be a part of that action.

[ditzydesu]

Hypothesis

A Commission for an anon on ko-fi! I hope they somehow see this uwu idk how to contact them. Commissions are currently CLOSED.

He makes eye contact with her from across the camp, when she just happens to glance up from her book. It’s not a tactics book, that much he can surmise, and he supposes it is okay that she takes a break from her learning every now and again. Corrin has worked so hard recently, what with the war and her desire to solve every single member of her rag tag army’s problems.

“Why do you look so sad, dearest Leo?” Camilla asks, settling beside him at dinner one night. She too has a book, one with a cover so strikingly similar to the one he’s spotted Corrin with.

“No reason. I suspect I’m not getting enough sleep. What are you reading?”

“It’s a little book Corrin found in Cheve, and we managed to track down the rest of the series. I’m rather enjoying it so far.”

“What’s it about?”

“It’s from a Hoshidan author, apparently, about a girl from ancient Rigel that falls in love with a boy from Valentia. Like Romeo and Juliet, but different.”

“Perhaps I could borrow it when you’re finished.”

“Oh, this is the second one. I can lend you the first one once dinner is over. Though... are romance novels really your thing?”

“I-I should expand my horizons.”

“I’ll leave it in your room,” Camilla says, ruffling Leo’s hair. With a huff, he leaves her and her condescending laughter behind.

As she promised, Camilla’s book is sitting on his bedside table when he returns to his quarters. Once Leo is rid of his armour, Brynhildr replaces the romance novel, and he quickly becomes absorbed in the story. It’s surprisingly interesting, and he finds himself staying up a lot later than originally intended. He’s reading still at breakfast, when Corrin finds him, the book is dropped quickly and set under his bowl of porridge.

“Were you reading what I thought you were reading?” She asks excitedly, and when she’s this close to him he has to swallow hard to avoid getting lost in those ruby eyes.

“No,” he answers. He’s blunt, and her excitement fades a little before she lifts the bowl of porridge and snatched the book underneath.

“You were! Did Camilla give this to you? What do you think of it?”

“It’s enjoyable. I’ll let you know what I think when I’m done.” The ‘sister’ that would usually end this sentence is missing- another reminded that his thoughts of Corrin are... ever changing.

“I look forward to it,” she smiles, and within a second she’s gone, probably to a meeting with Xander and Ryoma where she can put all he’s taught her into practice.

Corrin’s astral realm is based on Cyrkensia- that much he’s aware of. It’s calming for him, especially when he wants to read. He can take himself out to the furthest corner, to the furthest boat, and watch the water flow while he loses himself in whatever fictional world has taken his fancy this week. Leo is certain Corrin never went to Cyrkensia, and it’s a little bittersweet that this is how she imagines the now destroyed city.

The main protagonist in this novel, the hopelessly in love girl from Rigel, reminds Leo so much of Corrin- her general exuberance for life and hope to help everyone she meets. She’s endlessly trusting, and Leo hates himself for drawing such conclusions. He hates himself even more for seeing parts of himself in her Valentian love interest- a man who is sure of himself, yet also horribly naive.

When Corrin herself appears before him, he’s quick to jump. The book, which he’s been hovering on the last page of, is quickly shut as she falls into the boat beside him.

“This is an unusual spot to read.”

“It’s quiet,” is Leo’s only response. “What did you think of it?” She asks, taking the book from his lap. “I didn’t think romance was your thing.”

“It’s not particularly. But I enjoyed it. The author is very good. I reckon this could become a classic in years to come.”

“Oh Leo, I’m so glad you think so. It’s one of my absolute favourites.” When he glances at her, she looks like she wants to say something more, but instead she averts her eyes from her gaze.

“I can’t say for sure about the romance aspect though, considering I know nothing of how to woo a woman.”

“W-well,” Corrin stutters- is her face red? “I have no experience in that field either. I’ve often thought about it, though. I know for certain that Camilla has kissed people before, and Xander is married now... I’ve never felt comfortable to ask my... siblings about that sort of thing, though.”

The ‘other’ is unsaid, though the mere fact that Corrin didn’t say it gives him a modicum of hope, that perhaps she doesn’t see him as a brother anymore.

“What about you, Leo?” She asks, the words falling out of her mouth at breakneck speed. “H-have you ever... kissed anyone?”

“No,” he says bluntly. She’s not looking at him, her eyes closed and her face titled away from his.

“I always had to wonder what it was like. Books always make it seem so special.” She opens her eyes, and finally looks at him. “Leo.”

“Are you going to suggest what I think you’re going to suggest?”

“Oh, come on! Surely you’re curious?” “Perhaps I am, but-“

“Just pretend you’re Sir Alm, and I’m Lady Celica, and we’ve met after years of being apart...”

“Corrin, that would hardly be appropriate for either of us.”

“If you really don’t want to do this, Leo, I’m hardly going to force you. I’m just wondering what all the fuss is about.”

“Fine.”

He sighs, though internally, he’s stopping his heart from racing. How can she be so casual about this? There must be more to it, his brain screams, but instead of listening to this mind of his- which has barely been wrong before- he takes Corrin’s hand in his and places a kiss to the back of it. She gasps, almost inaudibly, and he meets her eyes briefly before he tilts his head a little and presses a kiss to her lips.

Her eyes are closed, so he lets his eyelids fall as she presses into him, taking control of the kiss. Leo is clueless, and lets her work, her lips moving over his insistently. Loathe as he is to admit it, he is enjoying himself immensely, though it may just be being in Corrin’s company and not the kissing itself. When she pulls back from him, her face is flushed, and she has a lopsided grin on her face.

“Well,” she says. “Now I know. And now you know too.”

“Very interesting research,” he manages to get out.

“Y-yes, quite. I’ll see you later, Leo. And I’ll lend you that next book!”

“Of course. Good evening, Corrin.”

He can’t resist watching her walk away, arms folded, shoulders hunched, hurrying more than usual. Gods, she’s wormed her way into a heart, in a way that Leo never expected.

In a way that Leo really doesn’t mind at all.

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Can you Do a HC of uryuu and ryouma adopting the Master?

sounds like fun ~ mod Lightning

edit: about time I tagged this and got this out. Merry Holidays everybody! ~ mod Jade

(I’m assuming Uryuu is Oryo (the girl) and Ryouma is Ryoma (the guy))

Oryo is the woman and Ryouma is the man ~ mod Jade whilst editing

Oryo will behave like it’s a family

she’s the mother

Ryoma’s the father

you’re the son/daughter

even though she’s happy with this setup, she has no idea what to do as a mother

Ryoma doesn’t know what to do as a father either

they’ll try to figure something out while trying to make sure you don’t disappear or anything

they don’t know how to scold you if you do something bad

yet

they’re overprotective of you

and will make sure you’re safe

even if it means they scare you

they get you to forget by spoiling you with candy and games

(the problem is that I only play on NA and even if I got a JP account, I would have missed the event, so I don’t know their personalities what well, unlike most other Servants I headcannoned.)