Justice For Hifumi Yamada It Time For Weebs To Shine

How about a solo post with Tenko and with a separate if possible Male and Female reader with a talent, personality and background as https://www.quotev.com/story/11974469/Danganronpa-Bunker-OPEN/30

For Female I'm thinking friends to lovers and for male one sided enemies to friends to lovers and I'm thinking for it to be agnst to fluff for him. I really hope that you have fun with this one

Ah I remember her~ And I did, in fact, have fun writing this

Link: 🍭Kayadi Sato-Ultimate Candyworker 🍭 | Danganronpa: Bunker ||OPEN|| (quotev.com)

Warnings: Mentions of bullying, physical violence in the male reader's part, implications of self-harm, reader's discretion advised

Tenko Chabashira and Male/Female Reader Who's Like Kayadi Sato (Danganronpa: Bunker)

Male Reader

She thought you were really annoying at first

Just how cheerful you were, the way you smiled at everyone and gave them a piece of candy

Especially when it was with her

You smiled at her and gave her a piece of candy every day, no matter how much she told you to piss off

For some reason, you seemed to be drawn to her

Even if she got pissed off every time you did it, you kept on coming back

But one day, she had enough and socked you in the face

Hard

You feel back onto the ground, and the way you looked at her with teary, fearful eyes made her felt something she had never felt toward a male

It was guilt

The way you looked scared shitless after she punched you and ran away immediately, she felt bad

But she wouldn't apologize. She couldn't

Even after that, you still came back

You still smiled at her and offered her a piece of candy

Even though you appeared shaky, and your smiles were obviously forced, you still tried to be nice

Tenko didn't even know what to do at this point

Why are you doing this to yourself?

Then she couldn't take it anymore

"What is wrong with you?! I punched you in the face, and you're still here bothering me? Do you do this with all people who've punched you in the face?"

To her complete and utter shock, you nodded

And you said something that felt like a punch to the heart

"If I give everyone a piece of candy, they'll always be nice. Even the mean people."

Then it all came together

You must've been treated like that in the past, so you figured the way to make them stop was making use of your talent

"So... People were mean to you?"

You nodded

"When I was younger, the other kids bullied me all the time. But I couldn't tell my parents because they were never home. It got a lot worse in middle school. One day, I went home, and my mom was crying, so I gave her a piece of candy. She said that if I treated everyone that way, they would leave me alone. So that's what I did."

Tenko listened in silence, feeling an overwhelming wave of guilt for ever making you feel that way

"Did it work?"

You shrugged

"It did back then. Kids love candy. My bullies became my best friends after that. Until we all stopped talking to each other, but I still kept giving candy to people. Even the mean ones."

Hearing this, Tenko felt tears in her eyes

Then she had a realization

You always wore long sweaters, and she realized something

She gestured to your sweater

"Um... Do you...?"

You picked up on what she was saying, and your expression grew solemn

"Yeah. I'm careful not to bleed, but they do leave scars. That's why I wear these."

Tenko had heard enough, and she pulled you close to her in a hug, silently crying

"I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry I was so awful to you."

You stiffened in shock, but you returned the affection

You weren't sure what it was, but you felt something in your eyes

Were they... Tears?

No, couldn't be. You never cried

But that changed as you felt the odd liquid running down your face

You felt pathetic, but Tenko tightened her hold, silently telling you that it was okay

So for the first time in years, you gave in to your emotions, and Tenko supported you all the while

After that, you went from Tenko's worst enemy to one of her favorite people ever

You made a real friend, and you didn't even need candy to do it

Tenko helped you to stand up for yourself when people were mean to you

Handing out candy was all fine and good when they were your friends, but she wants you to break your long-lasting, toxic tradition

Even though you knew it wasn't healthy, it was difficult

But with Tenko's help, you slowly managed to do it

And you helped her out, too

Tenko extended her protection of females to you, and you helped her rethink her stand on men

Even though you started off rocky, you and Tenko found a friend in each other

And maybe one day, your relationship could go farther than just friendship

Female Reader

She thought you were the sweetest thing ever

When you first approached her, she smiled widely and hugged you

She couldn't stop gushing over how adorable you were

She wanted to be your friend right off the bat, which delighted you

It wasn't even because you handed out candy, just because you were an amazing person

She basically becomes your personal bodyguard right then and there

She wants to make sure nobody takes advantage of your kindness

Sometimes people did, and she handled them accordingly

And by accordingly, I mean based on their genders-

Tenko often wondered why you always wore long sweaters, even in 90-degree weather

But she never asked

One day, she was roaming around outside the school, and she noticed you and a group of boys

Tenko was immediately on high alert, and hung out behind a tree

You were offering candy to them, like you always did

But they were laughing and saying awful things to you

One thing led to another, and one of them pushed you

Even then, you reached for your bag to pull out candy

Tenko had enough, and she was seeing red as she stomped over to them

Before one of them could land a punch on you, she knocked the boys on their asses and chased them away

Then she carefully helped you up, worriedly asking if you alright

You confirmed that you were, and that you only had a small scrape on your knee

But she still brought you to the nurse to get it looked at

When you left, Tenko still insisted on staying at your side

While you were talking a walk in the park together, she was angrily ranting about the boys

"Bunch of degenerate males... Who do they think they are, touching a girl like that?! And you were still gonna give them candy?! Why?!"

You shrugged your shoulders

"When I give people candy, they're always nice to me."

She looked at you in shock

"Not when they're bullies! Especially when they're degenerate males! You can't just give them candy while they're trying to pound your face in!"

You tilted your head

"Why not? It worked when I was younger."

Tenko immediately stopped walking and faced you with a look of pure shock

"When you were younger?" She echoed

You nodded

"Yeah. I got bullied a lot when I was younger. Especially in middle school. But my parents were never home when I got back, so I couldn't say anything. One day, I saw my mom crying, so I gave her some candy to make her feel better. It worked a little bit, and she said that if I did that with everyone, they'll leave me alone."

Tenko looked at you sadly, and she brought you a nearby bench to sit down

"So you started being all nice to people so they would be nice to you?"

You nodded

"Yeah, and it worked. My bullies became my best friends. And even when we stopped talking, I kept handing out candy, and I made more friends. People were still mean to me sometimes, but when I gave them candy, they would stop."

Tenko felt her eyes watering

Now she had an idea as to why you wore your long sweaters

"So... About your sweaters... Is it because you...?"

You nodded

"Yeah. They don't bleed, but they do scar, which is why I wear them."

Tenko couldn't take anymore, and pulled you close to her in a hug

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry you went through that."

You stiffened, but accepted the gesture nonetheless

And it appeared that Tenko's emotional nature was contagious, because you felt your eyes watering as well

You tried to force them back, but they came pouring out

Tenko rubbed your back gently, letting you know that it was okay

And you sat together, letting out your emotions for the first time in years

After that, Tenko's protectiveness of you increased

The second someone tried to take advantage of you, she took your hand and pulled you away from them immediately

She never left your side, not once

She didn't like that you were still so kind to people, but she knew it was just who you were

She does draw the line at mean people, though

You soon became her favorite person in the whole world, and she protected you with her whole heart

It didn't take long for her to develop feelings for you

When she did, she confessed to you, and you accepted

And your relationship only grew stronger from there

That is obviously saiouma and saimota

["to jealousy, to being yours"]

•❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅• •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

ೃ⁀➷: summary: five (5) times you thought nobara liked maki, and the one (1) time she proved you wrong.

ೃ⁀➷: word count: 5k (5,010)

ೃ⁀➷: reference/inspiration: pov: you're falling in love with someone you cant have

[author's note:] hii so um HAPPY (VERY BELATED) BIRTHDAY BESTIE<33 @wenmiyun lots of hugs and kisses mwah mwah /p PLSS I'M SO SORRY I HAVE TO GIFT YOU MY SHITTY WRITING AND ESPECIALLY THIS LATE, here's my attempt of writing for nobara, i never written for jjk before so spare me the harsh criticism on their personalities </3

[warnings:] lowercase, occ nobara + other jjk characs, angst, fluff, jealousy behavior (from reader), reader really is jealous of maki, cringe humour, reader writes in (not) a diary, cursing, kiss scene, nobara is taller than reader, they/them pronouns, reader wants to be beaten up by nobara (once).

[If there is anything else triggering here that I didn’t list in the warnings section, please tell me.]

[GN reader]

ⅰ. (when she found maki pretty).

["dear diary, how does one cope with the intense feeling of knowing your feelings aren't reciprocated and you want to crawl in a hole and die? because I really want to crawl in a hole and die?"]

["dear diary, I don't even have a diary; I'm just writing on a piece of paper and calling it a diary to look like I actually write stuff down when really I don't."]

["dear diary, I'm feeling like a piece of shit and really overthinking this, but i think i'm 100% going to get rejected and I'm 100% going to look like an absolute fool in front of her, and I'm going to ruin our friendship in the process while I watch her get together with maki :')"]

["dear diary, imagine not being able to afford a therapist and having to resort to taking to some—"]

the sound of pencil lead being snapped, it falls to the wooden floor and magically disappears within the color of the floor. "…fucck.." you whisper curses, knowing you have to go find a sharpener, sharpen your pencil, and go back to writing in your diary (a piece of paper). what's even better is that you don't even know where the hell you're going to find a sharpener anywhere in these grounds, plus the fact that it literally took you almost 30 minutes just to find a goddamn pencil to write with—sometimes you just really question your luck in life.

you lean back on the chair, putting down the pencil on the desk beside the piece of paper. the silence in the classroom wasn't helping the debate happening inside your head—whether it was worth it to try and find a sharpener or suffer by yourself by letting this extreme surge of sadness from inside of you till you cry to the point of exhaustion. you decided you weren't going to deal with another emotional toll today.

after 15 minutes of attempting to find a sharpener, you gave up, opting to just walk around outside to hopefully soothe your troubled mind. while walking, you happened to see yuji and nobara talking to each other. walking up to them, you were to say hello to them (especially to see her) before stopping your footsteps from going forward. 

"do you find maki-san pretty?" head tilted, a child-like confusion is shown on yuji's face, facing towards the person in question, nobara.

intuitively, you hid behind a pillar to not be spotted by them. your ears are now caught in interest; you wanted—no, needed—to know her answer. your heart rate is picking up its pace, beating, and pounding so loudly in your chest that it almost feels like you're about to jump and escape into her arms. your smile couldn't be contained as it slowly grew and grew until it reached your ears, making you look like a fool in love (you very much are).

"hah? where did that question come from?" crossing her arms at her chest, taking a defensive stance to the question being thrown at her, she raises a brow at yuji's question. "just curious; you kind of look at maki differently, i guess?" with a convincingly straight face, yuji remains unbothered by the defensive stance nobara takes in response to his question, "so do you find-" 

"of course I'd find maki-san pretty," she answered, very quick and brief, cutting yuji off before he could even finish his attempt at repeating the question, almost like she's certain—confident even in her answer, which she just told to yuji.

that answer alone was enough to make your wide smile turn into a frown in a matter of seconds. you felt like crying; you could feel your eyes tearing up. staying here and watching the two of them talk was only going to worsen your mood, so you walked away on slightly shaking legs. wiping the tears that have now appeared, you've lost the determination to find that goddamn sharpener.

"but what abou-"

"but.." nobara cuts off yuji again, though he doesn't seem to be bothered by it, sending blank stares as he waits for her to continue on. nobara finishes, in a hushed and quiet tone, "(name) is definitely the prettiest."

ⅱ. (when she had fighting sessions with maki)

you were on edge, high on anticipation, feeling the sweat in your palms build up as you sit at the end of your seat, watching from the sidelines as nobara and maki practice fighting each other to pass the time. you silently cheered on for nobara with absolute bias; despite the winner of this fighting match being as clear as day (it's maki), you still cheered on for nobara, for her. 

the way she moved and dodged every attack maki made towards her, the way she gripped very tightly onto her weapon in hand, every swift and duck she did, every twist and turn her body did—she somehow made all of them so goddamn alluring. your eyes were stuck to her like glue, watching her every move just like maki except not out of caution and with the intent to defeat her but because of how breathless you were from watching from afar. her scrunched-up face when she struggles, those displays of frustration and smug grins when she's trying to disguise her pain—all these things about her are what made you drawn to her. even when everything else around you is hectic and chaotic, your eyes will search and search till they land on her. somehow, in some way, your eyes always manage to find her.

maki-san was lucky, you thought as your eyes continued to be stuck on nobara, slowly blurring out the rest of the fight scene and just focusing on her and her alone. she gets a front-row view of nobara, gets to hang out with her, and has the honor of being someone she admires and someone she respects. maki-san doesn't know how lucky she is, you thought again, this time feeling more envy—perhaps even showing it on your face with how much it boils inside of you. controlling your facial expressions when you finally snapped out of that jealousy haze you were momentarily in, remembering how you got caught making a face around maki as she got you to snap out by asking you directly if there was something on her face. you didn't want to be caught again by her suspicious gaze. who knows what she'll do when she gets so pissed that she starts beating you up?

if you were being honest, you'd much rather prefer nobara beating you up; if the roles of the fight were reversed and you were in the fight instead of maki-san, you would be in paradise. multiple times already have you been utterly bested in a fight against nobara and every single time she would have that victory smirk plastered on her face, it never failed to set you in a frenzy state.

"haah, i wasn't even close," nobara said in defeat as she sat on the grass, exhausted. taking heavy and deep breaths, the rise and fall of her chest prove the amount of air the fight took out of her.

"heh, you did better than last time; i'll say that," maki says as she extends her hand towards the tired nobara, offering to help her get back on her feet.

taking the help, she reached for maki's hand, and upon contact, maki pulled her back up. when the two locked eyes, there's a new-found twinkle in nobara's eyes, seeing as maki just complimented her. "wah!? really, maki-san!?" 

perhaps you were in a daze for far too long, for the fighting match had already ended with maki-san being the victor, of course. you stared at them from a distance as they continued to converse with one another. you could feel your face contort into an expression—you're not sure what kind of expression you were making exactly. though you couldn't hear their conversation, you could see their expressions and faces change as the talk between them went on. they looked like they're having a lot of fun, you thought, especially her; the thought persists to drill into your brain. feeling sick in your stomach, you stood up from your seat and walked off, not wanting to look at the scene of them happily talking any longer. maybe writing in that diary (piece of paper) will cheer you up.

"did you do better because they were watching?" maki raised an eyebrow at nobara, smirking slightly as she watched the ginger-haired girl get flustered by her question.

"h-how did you-"

"it's not rocket science; it's more clear than the curses i see without my glasses," maki commented bluntly while also cutting nobara mid-sentence. although what she said was true, it was a blow to nobara's pride as she was doing everything she didn't want to do: being obvious about how she feels towards you.

ⅲ. (when she smiled at maki and maki smiled at her back)

gojo satoru, your sensei, had a plan for all the first years and second years to go to the beach this sunday, saying how it's a good time to take a break and relax from our student responsibilities and enjoy our youth, or something along those lines and while most of them were reluctant to go (because it was gojo sensei's idea, you could never trust what he's planning about, plus he is a moron) somehow—and miraculously so, managed to convince everyone, including you, to join in on the trip.

contrary to your initial expectations about the trip, it's pretty fun (good job sensei!), for the first time in quite a while, you felt relaxed. something you haven't felt in what, weeks? months? in you convince yourself enough you might even believe it has been years since you've felt the tension leave your body. not only was the view of the beautiful sunset amazing but everything else around you too. the cool wind kissing your face as your hair flows in the air, the splashing of waves against the shore, the distant noise of birds chirping as they fly above you, the loud laughter of your upperclassmen and friends as they have fun chasing each other in the sand. this was pure bliss.

getting bored of the sunset view you turned your head to face your upperclassmen and friends doing their usual antics onto each other, gaining a small smile and a short-lived laugh out of you. as your eyes start to drift away from the sight of your friends, it naturally searches for nobara, for her. once it does finds her, there's a split second of your eyes widening in joy before returning back to your neutral face as you notice who she's with, maki, again. you turn your head away to try and be subtle but still keep an eye on them, from your peripheral vision you could see nobara sending maki a smile and maki sends her a small smile in return, they look happy together, you thought— sometimes you wish that was you instead, standing by her side, smiling and happily by her side. deep down you know that will never happen.

while you weren't looking, nobara took (not so) tiny and small glances at your direction, the view she had of your side profile was perfect, the effect of the sunset on you made a smile on her face, realizing how beautiful you were and all the little facial features you had she hasn't noticed yet. she would stare at you for hours and hours on end, for seeing your face was already a miracle for her.

ⅳ. (when she looks for matching bracelets with maki)

the bustling city outside the borders of tokyo jujutsu high wasn't the kind of environment you would choose to spend your free time in; you'd much prefer staying inside your dorm and sleeping or playing games on your phone, but you were invited by nobara herself (and being the desperate fool you are, you would take any chances and opportunities to spend some quality time with her). you're currently waiting in front of some cafe, sitting on one of their outside tables and chairs, for nobara and maki to arrive.

sure, you weren't too happy that maki would be accompanying you two (you deeply and desperately wished it was just you two hours prior; does the world really hate you that much?) but you weren't going to let that fact bother you. no, you weren't. maki-san is a great person, a great friend of nobara, and someone she admires. you just want to control your jealousy around her. mentally prepare talking to yourself as you await their arrival. you pray that you don't appear weird or crazy with how sometimes you accidentally slip out curses out of your mouth. you don't need to make a fool of yourself this early in the day.

minutes have passed, and you could see two familiar silhouettes appearing in your line of sight, walking towards the cafe you're waiting at. you start waving at them to show you were already here, and they wave back as their figures slowly get clearer and bigger in your line of sight. "wow.. you look great, (name)!" your eyes widen at nobara's positive comment on your outfit; it wasn't anything special, just the clothes you usually wear when you go out, except with a little more style. there's no way you're going to underdress when she's going to show up. "heh.. thanks! you look great too! and- maki-san as well!" you can feel your hands sweat a little, giving out a nervous smile. you compliment her back (you wanted to say more) while also not forgetting to mention maki as well. just so you don't seem rude and impolite.

maki hummed in acknowledgement of your comment. "you're not bad yourself, (name)," she says. you know maki isn't one to sugarcoat, so it was good to be affirmed that you didn't look bad.

"now, which store should we check out first?"

hours have passed, and the three of you have gone into at least three stores, which felt like a blast to you. never has walking around big malls and looking through hundreds of different kinds and sets of clothing been this fun and exciting. bags, and bags have filled the majority of your hands. you three walked together, chatting along while trying to look for more stores to shop at. finally settling on a small shop down the street that sells handmade bracelets.

"this one suits you, maki-san!" nobara exclaimed, giving the bracelet to maki for her to try on, and when maki put the bracelet on, her eyes beamed as she said something about finding more bracelets to buy for the three of you guys.

as you watched them pick out bracelets from the ones displayed, you stared at them from a distance. watching them closely, not even caring to be subtle about your staring as you feel a certain familiar feeling start boiling up inside you. even then, you continued to watch them, your hands no longer picking up bracelets to try on as they remained still by your side. they look so nice together. though, as you know, that was intended to be sarcasm, the enviousness' grew and grew by milliseconds, not just towards maki but to everything. why was it always maki-san with her? why is it that she gets to be with her the most? why couldn't maki-san be replaced by you? why couldn't that be you?

"how about you, (name)? did you find one you like?" nobara's voice pulls you out of your daze. she was now staring straight at you, causing you to crumble inside within seconds. the jealousy and envy feeling inside faded as she had you now in a more giddy state. you swallowed a lump down your throat to hopefully increase your chances of not sounding like a nervous wreck.

"uh- sorry, haven't found one yet.. plus i need to go.." you try to politely leave, seeing as you might just ruin the whole hangout if your jealousy gets in the way. better to just leave then to cause trouble for everyone else. "you're leaving already?" nobara raised an eyebrow at your mention of departure. not that she was surprised, as she knew your energy levels were different compared to hers; it was just that this was way too early for you to leave, usually whenever you guys hang out.

"yeah.. bye!"

"..see ya (name)!"

rushing to leave your footsteps fasten as you basically speed walk away from them, without saying a word, you left. not even looking back once.

"you think (name) will like this bracelet?" holding up a purple color scheme bead bracelet between her fingers, she inspects it—almost like she's imagining how it would look on your wrist. "or would they like this one better?" she said, holding up another bead bracelet in her other hand between her fingers; this time it was a blue color scheme. giving the bracelet the same look she gave it with the other one.

"i think they would like anything you give to them," maki replied, rather sure of her words. while she doesn't know the nature of how deep your relationship is with nobara, she can tell it was a close bond. "..you think so?" whispering, her orange gaze softens as she eyes the bracelets in two of her hands. maki observes the girl; the aura around her feels tender, like she got dragged into feeling such a sentimental scene. "you know, if you can't decide, you can just buy both." just then, a light bulb lit up inside nobara's head.

she did, in fact, buy both bracelets; of course, both bracelets had a pair.

ⅴ. (when she said she loved maki)

"i love you."

that was the last nail hammered on the coffin, and god, does it fucking hurt so much? it felt like your whole heart just died, got shot where it hurt the most, and bled and bled till nothing was left behind. your heart bled for nothing; it loved for nothing; you hoped and prayed for nothing. this was the upcoming downfall you warned yourself about over and over again, yet you still fell for it. you still fell for the false hopes you deluded yourself into having, making yourself think you had any slim chance of getting your feelings reciprocated. how stupid—how stupid of you to believe in anything.

the world around you blurs out: the sounds of people talking and chatting, the walking and running footsteps of hundreds and thousands of strangers, the chirping of birds, the engines of vehicles, and such driving on the road—it is all just one blurry background to you. one that your brain cannot process, one that your brain doesn't want to process, because every fiber and tissue in your being is wishing right now to be swallowed whole by a curse and crushed into countless pieces to the point of no recognition. you wish to be erased, removed, eradicated, disintegrated—anything that could make you disappear from this world—from her. just by hearing her name in your head makes you want to go fucking insane.

perhaps it was your fault for being so nosy and wanting to take a peek at the note that has been placed on nobara's desk. if only you weren't so desperate for any confirmation of her feelings, if only you stayed content with how things are with her, you wouldn't have to get hurt this badly. the letter that was on her desk was a love letter, and you could still remember how your heart picked up pace, giving you an anxious feeling in your gut after such a discovery. slowly and nervously opening up the folded letter, you instantly knew whose handwriting it was—it was nobara's. you read and read, then you put down the letter and walked away, trying to hold back your tears from falling out. you weren't even able to read the whole thing because you knew who it was for. it was for maki.

you hated how she talked about how pretty maki was—the prettiest even—how she loved those fighting sessions she had with her, how beautiful she looked as she watched the sunset go down, and how she bought matching bracelets thinking of her. every word written in the letter screamed maki, maki, maki, maki.. not you.

you locked yourself in your room, crashing forcefully onto the bed. you lay there motionless, almost like you're dead. well, perhaps you are dead; a part of you is gone, erased, eradicated. there's a certain numbness in your tongue yet an overwhelming sense of sadness in your head that you just can't get rid of.

["dear diary, I feel like shit; i look like shit; what's even the point? clearly,  she doesn't like me; why am I still pursuing?"]

["dear diary, i'm so mad at myself; i want to scream so badly, but it's like there's this rock somewhere in my mouth stopping me from letting it all out—shit, shit, i'm cryin' now."]

suddenly, a knock on your door reaches your ears, pulling you out of your head. the energy to walk up and open the door is non-existent, as you just want to lay down and not get up. you only do so when you hear a familiar voice outside of your room.

"(name)? can we talk?" her voice is a bit muffled due to being on the other side of the door, but you could still hear her as clearly as day. she sounded concerned, which in turn made you concerned too. what did she want to talk about? did you do something wrong? did you accidentally make her mad? panic settles in, and questions start flooding in your mind. you got up from your bed and walked towards the door, opening just slightly to take a peek outside, and there she was, standing outside your room.

"hey.." you tried putting effort into your greeting, but it just came out very tired. making it up for the tired greeting, you gave a small smile. you could see from the small opening of the door that she gave a small smile back to you. you opened the door wide for her, letting her into your room so that the conversation between you two would remain private.

"you saw the letter...?" she looked in disbelief as she said that, the kind of look you would give to someone who you didn't want to see what they just saw. was the love letter for maki supposed to be a secret? "..you mean the letter for maki-san? yeah, but i didn't take a peek," you lied, somehow saying that lie was much easier to breathe at the moment. god, just mentioning her name in your mouth was enough to have you breakdown, but you needed to be strong; you needed to put up a front long enough for you to be alone and die from heartbreak.

"for maki-san? the letter is not for maki-san.." confusion was evident on her face; seeing her reaction made you confused as well. was the letter really not for maki-san? you thought. were you wrong about the letter being for maki-san? you thought again.

"..the letter was for you, (name)!"

"..what? wait! you like me!?"

"yes!"

you two stared at each other in shock as confusion faded away while the confession settled slowly in your mind. she likes you, not maki-san; she likes you and not maki-san; surely this might be a dream—no way she actually likes you back. there's just no way it's possible.

"i like you (name)," sounding more sure of herself, the slight furrowed of her eyebrows, her lips being in a straight line, her eyes showing fear, nervousness, and anticipation all in one, the trembling of her hands—you could see her waiting patiently for your answer. this was enough to tell you that this was real; her confession was real and sincere.

"..i like you too."

ⅰ. (when her lips touched yours, in uttermost passion)

she was so pretty up close—way too pretty, in fact—that she left you stunned—so stunned that you don't even realize really just how close she actually was. you can feel her breath on your lips and your cheeks heating up. enchanted by her and her beauty, you can no longer restrain yourself anymore. slowly sneaking your arms around her neck, resting them on her shoulders, you gently push her closer to you, all the while trying to hide your eagerness. noticing your behavior changed, she grins—grabbing your waist in her hands to keep you from potentially moving away from her; she doesn't want to let you go (not that you would do such a thing; clearly from your actions, you don't want to let her go either). inch by inch, little by little, the space between you two disappears as seconds pass by. just as you're about to get the luxury of kissing her, she diverts her head to the side of your head; instead of kissing your lips, she kisses underneath your ear instead.

surprised by her bold action, you let out a squeak, that scarlet color of red spreading through your cheeks and ears, shutting your eyes due to the embarrassment you feel—you can feel the soft touch her kisses emit on your skin. tingling every nerve in your nervous system, causing your whole body to tremble tremendously, and not being able to do anything but let her continue pressing gentle kisses underneath your ear is a blissful moment for you, one you don't want to end.

alas, you felt the loss of her lips on your skin, the creeping feeling of disappointment shown on your facials when you frowned when she pulled away. she notices the change in your mood and is flashing a smug expression back at your frown. "aww... what's wrong? you have quite the long face.." she teased, letting out a little laugh as she spoke. moving one of her hands from your waist to your cheek, she gently caressed it with her thumb, moving it slowly in different patterns and shapes. even as she teases you, that glint of tenderness in her eyes gives your heart a fast-pumping rhythm, just like the many times before she's made your heartbeat hasten.

"..i want to kiss you!" you quietly yet boldly declare right to her face, eyebrows furrowed and eyes slightly squinted to show how much you want—no, you need for her lips to be on yours. after so much restraint and yearning, you deserve at least this much. plus, with how close her lips are to you, how could you not want to kiss her?

you could see her eyes slightly widen at your demand, surprised by your unexpected newfound confidence and boldness, cheeks go slightly red after really processing what you've just said, and she can feel the breath in her throat go away as soon as she tries to speak. "l-like, right now!?" hating the way she stutters, especially in front of someone as pretty as you, the tremble of her lips tells you enough of what she's really feeling right now. "yes, if that's okay with you," you reply, not wanting to force her into something she didn't want to do.

"no! it's..it's okay."

"are you sure?"

"yes, i'm sure (name).."

"are you really sure..?"

"yes, i'm totally sure."

"...okay" you say, not necessarily believing her but still taking her word for it. unwrapping your arms around her neck, you put your grip on her uniform, pulling her even closer to you than before, making her feel your nervous breath on her lips and hers on yours. "..are you ready?" showing your uncertainty in her consent to let you kiss her. you wanted to be ultimately sure that she wanted this too and that this wasn't one-sided by any means possible. "always" she smiled, rather softly and not the smug kind you were expecting. she always had such a dominating aura in your eyes; the way she presented herself wherever she was and the confidence she carries always made your legs buckle and your heart throb.

you went on your tippy toes, making yourself slightly taller than your original height to help you close the gap between your lips better. in your opinion, the lack of space between you two would have made you shiver in distress had it been anyone else that was in her position; she was not anyone else; no, she was the exception. the only way you would let this close to you personally (and literally), she was very, very special indeed.

she must have grown impatient because, as soon as you moved just an inch towards her face, she moved her lips onto yours. her eyes were closed when she went in for the kiss; you, however, were in a state of shock, like time had frozen still, leaving you somewhat paralyzed in the palms of her hands, temporarily helpless as you finally reap what you've sowed for such a very long time. the kiss was nothing grand; the best way you could describe the kiss shared between you two was a peck on the lips. it was very clear that neither of you two had any sort of experience with romance, let alone intimacy. this was probably the first kiss you two were going to have, and god, it felt really good.

"............"

"............"

"...wow, that was so hot."

"yeah? really?"

"yeah, really hot, like really, really hot."

"..do you want another one?"

"..hell yeah"

you kissed her one last time, just to make sure none of this wasn't a dream—it wasn't; not one bit was a dream. her lips are reality, her hands touching your cheeks are reality, her being yours is reality, and you being hers is reality. all of this is reality, and goddamn, it feels so fucking good.

["dear diary, FUCK YOU, I HAVE A FUCKING GIRLFRIEND NOW!!"]

•❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅• •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

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It's okay to like problematic fiction

It's okey not like problematic media

It's okey like l0lish0, because is fictional

You're not a terrible person if you like problematic fiction

It's okay to use proship as coping mechanis

It's okey not use proship as coping mechanis

It's okay to enjoy problematic fiction

It's okay to take a break from proshiping if it's negatively affecting your mental health

It's okay to be open about proshipping

It's okey to be private about proshipping

You are still important and you deserve to be happy. You don't deserve to suffer. Do things that make you happy and remember to drink water!

Warriors of Hope with a Dorky Father Figure Reader

Part One - General Headcanons

How the Warriors of Hope react to a dad joke loving reader.

Part Two - Silly Jokes Can Be Deadly

The reader's dad jokes get him in trouble with a certain two girls in Towa City.

Part Three - Monojoker

The reader makes his own Monokuma bot. Except this one is designed only to tell dad jokes.

Status: ?

"They're both dead. They're both dead because of them and you know it. They deserve to die. Kill them. They need to suffer, just like you have. Kill her sister. Kill his love. It's only fair. An eye for an eye.they are not your friends, they just want you to wear a stupid fake smile, while they laugh behind your back, flapping their happiness while you have nothing.you too deserve a prince charming, they must suffer everyone must suffer so they will understand your silent scream.

And yeah, this reads like Aoi’s suppressed rage. Her best friend and younger brother both die horribly, meanwhile Makoto’s girlfriend and sister both survive? She’d definitely be pissed, even if she never acts on it or even thinks about it too long. The impulse is probably always there, in the back of her head.

Nightmare (Komahina Oneshot)

Nagito Komeada x Hajime Hinata

Warnings: Blood and death

Hajime ran out of the restaurant, trying to find the others. After receiving a worrying message from Nagito, he quickly bolted to the restaurant, to find no one. He didn't see anyone on his way to the beach either.

But right when he turned to enter the beach, he froze.

Fuyuhiko. Sonia. Akane. Kazuichi.

Their bloody bodies lay motionless on the beach. But before he could do anything, he heard small wimpers of pain. Then, he noticed Nagito standing there.

He was gripping Mikan by the back of her neck, and held a knife in his other hand. His once warm gray-green eyes were now swirling, and wide with insanity. Nagito always had a strong obsession with hope, but these were not eyes of hope. They were eyes of despair.

Nagito plunged the knife into Mikan's neck, blood splattering all over the sand, dyeing it red. Mikan's watering eyes, filled with fear, turned dull and lifeless. Nagito let her body drop to the ground. He held a twisted grin on his face. He was clearly proud of himself for his... accomplishments.

He turned his body to face Mikan.

"I am very sorry, Mikan. Will you please... Forgive me?"

The tone of his voice made Hajime flinch, and Nagito let out a twisted, maniacal laugh. All of Hajime's uneasiness suddenly transformed into fear.

Forcing himself to move, Hajime took three small steps forward. Taking a better look at his boyfriend, his hoodie was covered in blood, and had bloody smears on his face. From the looks of the bodies and the bloodstains, they were recent.

Nagito immediately turned his body to face him.

"How nice of you to join us, Hajime! Everyone was waiting for you..."

"You-You did this, didn't you?" Hajime struggled to speak. Nagito smirked.

"What a smart man you are. Of course it was me. They were getting in my way, so I had them removed..."

Hajime looked at Mikan's lifeless body.

"But-But why Mikan?! What did she ever do to you?? Don't you know that she did her best to help you when you had Liar's Disease?!" Nagito chuckled.

"Of course. But that was before Mikan was getting close to you. A little..."

Nagito stepped towards Hajime until his face was level with his.

"...too close for my liking."

Nagito pointed a knife at Hajime's neck when he spoke.

"Are... Are you going to kill me...?"

Nagito was grinning again, as he traced a line from Hajime's neck down his neck to his shoulder with his finger. With his left hand, he gently ran the side of the knife's blade down Hajime's side, his grin widening when he felt Hajime shiver. The blood from the knife made a trail down Hajime's side.

"Now, now Hajime... I could never do that. You're my hope, after all. I did all of this for us."

Nagito cackled again, causing Hajime to flinch once more. Nagito was gone. This wasn't his friend. His boyfriend. Nagito wouldn't do anything so obscene. So... despairing.

But he did. And Hajime was trapped with him.

...Forever.

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Hajime woke with a start. His chest heaved as he struggled to breathe. After taking a few moments to collect himself, Hajime took a moment to check his surroundings.

He was in his cottage, laying flat on his back in bed. He checked the clock on the bedside table. 2:30 AM.

He let out a sigh, simultaneously relieved that the nightmare wasn't real, and annoyed that he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

He jumped when he heard movement next to him. He turned his head to see Nagito stirring as he turned his body to face Hajime.

That's right. Nagito.

His boyfriend.

Hajime swiftly rolled onto his side to face away from him.

Even though he knew it was just a nightmare, he couldn't help but flinch when Nagito placed his hand on his arm.

He felt Nagito draw his hand back as if he had touched something hot. When he gently grazed his fingers on Hajime's arm, he tensed, but didn't reject the touch.

Nagito fully placed his hand on Hajime's hand again, and felt the boy's muscles relax, though his body was stiff.

"What's wrong, love?" Nagito asked with a sleepy tone. Hajime gulped. He couldn't even begin to imagine how Nagito would react if Hajime told him about the nightmare.

What if he really thought Hajime thought he was a murderer? He would be so offended.

"Nothing," Hajime forced out. Nagito began to gently rub his arm.

"I can see that something's wrong. I felt you tossing and turning in your sleep, and you flinched when I tried to touch you. Please tell me what's wrong," Nagito pleaded.

"It was a nightmare," Hajime finally admitted. "But I can't explain it. I don't want to offend you."

Hajime couldn't see, but he could guess that Nagito raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why would I be offended by a nightmare? You can't control your dreams."

Hajime supposed that was true.

He took a deep breath in, and started to explain.

"I received a message from you, saying that I wouldn't have to worry about death or despair anymore. I headed to the restaurant, but it was empty. Then I headed to the beach, and everyone was dead. And there you were in the middle, with blood on your clothes and an expression of complete despair."

Hajime felt Nagito stiffen in surprise, but the white haired boy continued to rub his arm as he waited for Hajime to continue.

"After you killed Mikan, you turned to me. You said that the others got in your way, so you removed them. You didn't kill me, though. You only killed the others so we would be alone together. Forever."

Nagito was silent for a moment. Hajime was worried that he was offended before he felt his boyfriend wrap his arm around Hajime's torso and pulled him close. Nagito pressed his stomach into Hajime's back and rested his chin on his head.

"That does sound frightening. But I can assure you that I would never kill anyone. As much as I relish the thought of being with you forever, I would never harm or kill anyone to achieve that. That would be far too despairing for me to do."

Hajime managed a smile. Of course Nagito wouldn't harm anyone. He was just too hopeful.

Nagito let out a chuckle. "Is that a smile I see?" He lightly teased. Hajime let out a chuckle of his own. "Maybe."

Nagito smiled and pressed a kiss to his head.

"Are you feeling better, love?" Nagito asked. Hajime held his hand that was wrapped around his waist. "Yeah. Thank you, Nagi."

Nagito held hin tighter. "Of course. Now, what do you say we go back to sleep?"

Hajime nodded and tried to turn his body to face his boyfriend, but Nagito wouldn't budge.

Hajime chuckled pressed up against Nagito's stomach. He supposed he would let Nagito be the big spoon. The nightmare way in the back of his mind, Nagito's warmth and his breathing, along with his heartbeat relaxed Hajime, and he could feel his eyelids growing heavier.

Nagito kissed his head once more before whispering, "Goodnight, my hope. Sweet dreams."

[soft awoo]

Dragon's Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc Masterlist

Yandere Genocide Jack x Female Reader

Yandere Byakuya Togami and Nagito Komaeda x Reader: What Would Cause Them to Lose Their Cool

Yandere Mastermind Byakuya Togami x Reader Part One

Yandere Mastermind Byakuya Togami x Reader Part Two

Yandere Mastermind Byakuya Togami x Reader Part Three

Yandere Byakuya Togami Reacting to Toko Trying to Kill His Darling

Yandere Vampire Byakuya Togami x Reader x Yandere Vampire Nagito Komaeda Headcanons

Byakuya Togami x Ultimate Blackmailer Reader Headcanons

Yandere Vampire Byakuya Togami x Reader Headcanons 

Yandere Byakuya Togami x Yandere Reader Headcanons 

Yandere King Byakuya Togami x Knight Reader Headcanons (Medieval AU) 

Toko Fukawa and Genocide Jack Fluff Headcanons

Byakuya Togami Crush Headcanons

'I Don't Love You Anymore... ' Toko Fukawa x Reader Angst

Yandere Byakuya Togami x Reader x Yandere Toko Fukawa Headcanons

Byakuya Togami and Toko Fukawa x Ultimate Security Guard Reader Headcanons

Toko Fukawa/Genocide Jack and Byakuya Togami x Blind Ultimate Observer Reader Headcanons

Byakuya Togami Wedding Headcanons

THH Boys with an Ultimate Bookworm Reader

Byakuya Togami and Toko Fukawa x Ultimate Movie Star Reader Who's Like Hiyoko Saionji

Makoto, Hajime, Shuichi and Komaru with an Ultimate Refrigerator Reader

Yasuhiro, Sakura, Akane, Nagito, Kokichi and Maki with an Ultimate Refrigerator Reader

Sayaka Maizono, Kyoko Kirigiri and Sonia Nevermind with a VERY Attractive Female Reader

THH Cast with a Reader Who Commits Suicide to Save Them

Kyoko Kirigiri x Ultimate Suicide Reader

THH Cast with an S/O Who Asks Them to Delete Their Browser History While They're Dying

Mukuro Ikusaba x Male Reader Fluff Headcanons

THH Cast x Junko's Younger Brother Reader Headcanons 

Yandere Hifumi Yamada x Reader x Yandere Kazuichi Soda

Mukuro Ikusaba x Ultimate Reviver Reader Who Saves Her From Execution Headcanons

Kyoko Kirigiri, Mukuro Ikusaba, Peko Pekoyama and Maki Harukawa x Ultimate Angel Reader Headcanons

Monokuma's Motive - THH Cast Edition

Kyoko Kirigiri, Mukuro Ikusaba and Hiyoko Saionji Confessing to Male Childhood Friend Reader Who's in the Reserve Course

Mukuro Ikusaba x Touch Starved Reader

Suck it, Byakuya - THH Cast x Smart Ultimate Gamer Reader

Chihiro Fujisaki x Transfem Reader Who Has Low Self Esteem Headcanons

Komaru Naegi and Toko Fukawa x Monaca Towa's Older Brother Reader

Aoi Asahina and Sakura Ogami x Reader Who's Like Sucrose (Genshin Impact)

Mondo Owada, Mukuro Ikusaba and Mikan Tsumuki x Ultimate Therapist Reader

Sayaka, Kaede, Tsumugi, and Celeste x Female Reader Who Gets out of a Pool in a 'Hot' Way

Aoi Asahina, Sakura Ogami and Kiyotaka Ishimaru x Reader Who's Like Kujou Sara (Genshin Impact)

Sayaka Maizono, Chiaki Nanami, and Kokichi Oma x Reader Who's Like Chongyun (Genshin Impact)

Mondo Owada, Leon Kuwata, Sayaka Maizono and Chiaki Nanami x Reader Who's Like Yae Miko (Genshin Impact)

Mukuro Ikusaba x Reader Who Protects Her From Junko

Chiaki, Mahiru, Mikan, Aoi, and Akane x Reader Who's Like Sen Yarizui (Ben-To)

Kyoko Kirigiri Confessing to a Male Reader Who's Afraid of Her

Tenko, Peko, Mahiru, Mukuro and Maki x Reader Who’s Like Kyou Sawagi (Ben-To)

Taka, Sakura and Leon x Reader Who’s Like Keqing (Genshin Impact)

Celeste, Makoto, Mikan, Korekiyo and Gonta with x Reader Who’s Like Sangonomiya (Genshin Impact)

Emotionless Reader Who Texts Like a Crackhead with Ibuki, Mahiru, Mikan, Kyoko, Peko and Miu

Emotionless Reader Who Texts Like a Crackhead With Tenko, Aoi, Maki, Kirumi, Angie and Kaede

Aoi and Akane x Reader Who Calls to Tell Them That Their Favorite Restaurants are Closing

Akane, Ryoma, Chihiro and Mondo x Reader Who's Like Sayori (Doki Doki Literature Club)

Mukuro Ikusaba on a Laser Tag Date with Male Reader

Kyoko Kirigiri and Maki Harukawa x Reader Who Breaks up with Them with a Note

Kyoko Kirigiri and Maki Harukawa x Reader Who Breaks up with Them with a Note Part Two

Kyoko Kirigiri and Maki Harukawa x Reader Who Gives Them Kisses (Breakup Part Three)

Sayaka, Kaede, Miu, Celeste, Kyoko and Sonia x Reader Who’s Like Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom)

Himiko, Tenko, Celestia, Akane, Sonia, Ibuki, Korekiyo and Maki x Reader Who’s Like Cutthroat (Akudama Drive)

Kyoko, Celeste and Peko x Reader Who's in the Reserve Course

Miu, Kyoko, Celeste, Sayaka and Kaede x Reader Who Sticks Their Cold Hands on Their Backs

Kyoko Kirigiri Confessing to Male Reader That Almost Dies Protecting Her

Sayaka, Kaede, Miu, Celeste, Kyoko and Sonia x Reader Who’s Like Asuka Langley (Neon Genesis Evangelion)

Chiaki, Sonia, Kyoko, Junko, Mukuro, Peko and Maki x Reader Who Vocal Stims With Their Name

Kaede, Miu and Sayaka x Reader Who Messes With Them While Swimming

Junko, Miu, Hiyoko, Maki, Mikan, Mahiru and Celestia x Reader Who Holds Their Face in Their Hands

Miu, Kyoko, Celeste, Mondo, Sayaka and Kaede x Reader Who Screams and Faints When They See a Body

Mondo, Celestia, Akane, Sonia, Junko, Leon and Maki x Reader Who’s Like Lawrence Oleander (Boyfriend to Death)

Celestia Ludenburg with an Ultimate Gamer Reader That Beats Her in Gambling

Kyoko Kirigiri x Reader Who Tries to Commit Suicide During the Killing Game

Kyoko, Kaede and Maki x Ultimate Actor Reader

Yandere Junko, Mukuro, Maki, Tenko, Miu, Kaede and Sonia x Willing Reader Headcanons

Yandere Mahiru, Aoi, Akane, Peko, Kirumi, Mikan and Celeste x Willing Reader Headcanons

Miu, Tenko, Akane, Ibuki, Mukuro and Mikan x Reader Who Gushes Over How Cool They Are

Kyoko Kirigiri and Mukuro Ikusaba Fighting Over Female Reader

Miu, Mikan, Ibuki, Mahiru , Akane, Tenko and Junko with an S/O Who Stims With Their Clothing

Mukuro, Kyoko, Maki, Peko, Tenko, Sakura and Natsumi Fighting Over a Kind and Pure Female Reader

Natsumi, Mahiru and Celeste Confessing To Their Childhood Friend Who’s In The Reserve Course

Kyoko, Maki and Mukuro Watching Reader Jump Out of a Window

Hiyoko, Miu, Kaede, Aoi and Ibuki and a Childhood Friend Reader Who’s Like Sayori (Doki Doki Literature Club)