#chigami

[alumi-san]

After seeing japanese shipnames for Hetalia, I decided to do research and find one for Danganronpa. (I'll add more)

Chihiro x Byakuya - Bitcoin

Chihiro x Mondo - Electric Motor

Fuyuhiko x Hajime - Baby Tie

Fuyuhiko x Peko - Yakuza Blade

Hajime x Chiaki - Geometry Dash

Hajime x Fuyuhiko x Kazuichi - Neapolitan Ice Cream

Hajime x Kazuichi - Fanta

Himiko x Angie - Magical art

Himiko x Angie x Tenko - Traffic Lights

Himiko x Tenko - Witchcraft

Ibuki x Mikan - Band Aid

Kaede x Rantaro - Musical Chairs

Kaito x Shuichi - Star Trek

Kiibo x Kaito - Cyberspace

Kiibo x Miu - Cyber-Sex

Kiyotaka x Mondo - Pompadorks

Kokichi x Shuichi - Lie Detector

Mahiru x Ibuki - Photo Album

Maki x Kaede - Death Note

Maki x Kaito - Shooting Stars

Makoto x Byakuya - Lucky Lottery

Makoto x Byakuya x Kyoko - Detective Trio

Makoto x Chihiro - Lucky Hack

Makoto x Kyoko - Lucky Guess

Makoto x Leon - Lucky Strike

Makoto x Mukuro - Lucky Shot

Makoto x Sayaka - Lucky Star

Mondo x Kiyotaka x Chihiro - Montakairo

Nagito x Makoto - Jackpot

Ruruka x Izayoi - Sweets and Daggers

Sayaka x Leon - Pop-Rocks

Shuichi x Kaede - Detective Music

Sonia x Gundam - Royal Devas

Teruteru x Kazuichi - Baking Soda

#danganronpa ships #danganronpa #ship names #naegami #naegamigiri #naegiri #naezono #hinanami #kuzuhina #komaegi #tsumioda #amamatsu #saimatsu #saiouma #saimota #harumota #tenmiko #kaemaki #hinasouda #chigami #naekusaba #kuzuhinasouda #kazuteru #yonameno #tenmikangie #fuyupeko #sondam #kiiruma #kiimota #leosaya

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

On the topic of Polaris, kinda: god Polaris x Chihiro is so comforting, and for what????

It's a work of art about 2 people learning to find comfort within themselves while they support eachother <3

Oh that is cute I can get behind that

#trigger happy havoc #unfortunately the only shipname i know for them is fucking bitcoin so im making one up on the spot #chigami #anon chaos

[nocandnc]

I thought I could share my headcanon since it's been dusting away in my drafts for so long:

Yugami helps Chihiro cleaning her stuff to move to their new home. He finds the love letter Chihiro never got to send him. Chihiro yells at him not to open it, but he insisted. Then he read it. Chihi is hiding her tomato face; she thought he's gonna mock her, or boasted about it. Turns out he faced Chi, genuinely thank her, and continues doing his stuff. Turns out Yugami was having a bad week and Chi's letter cheered him up immensely. From that day, everytime Yugami is having a bad day, he'd read the letter before going to bed (without Chihi knowing, ofc, bcause dude wants to play it cool).

Hi there~ This is so cute!! I was always kind of bummed that he never received her letter. It may have made their eventual failure to reach koshien all the more painful, but still...! I definitely think Yugami would be extra involved in the moving process not because he was asked to, but because he can't resist sticking his nose into things when he thinks he can accomplish a task more efficiently than anyone else!! To this end, he'd absolutely want to repack various boxes The Right Way and end up stumbling on the letter. Even Yugami has bad weeks, so Chihiro's letter would surely be a wonderful pick-me-up... and with him rereading it when things are tough, it's a beautiful mirroring of what she wrote in said letter - how on days when she was depressed, the thought of seeing Yugami in class made going to school seem not so bad after all ^///^ Not that he'd ever admit how often he rereads it!! Boy's got his unflappable not-shy-at-all image to uphold!! SUCH A TSUNDERE Thank you for sending such a sweet headcanon, what a lovely finish to my night ^^

#thanks for asking! #yugami kun #yugami kun ni wa tomodachi ga inai #chigami #yuchihi #watanuki chihiro #yugami yuuji #random babbling

[ryuko]

ピロ水

#hanikami kanojo #chigami hikage #bikini #piromizu

[loosesodamarble]

New Class 1-A Pronouns and Honorifics

It's been a while since I've really talked about my MHA OCs so in this post I'll explain one detail about them that doesn't really come across when writing about them in English: how they speak to each other. I'm specifically referring to honorifics and pronouns. And when I say pronouns, I do not mean things like "she/he/they." I mean the word "I" since Japanese has multiple words used to refer to the self.

I've organized the information into a neat little spreadsheet which I will now share!

Further details about the spreadsheet below the cut!

The top row of names indicates the addresser/speaker. The order (kind of) goes from most prominent OC to least prominent. Tansai is actually a prominent OC but he's at the end for reasons that I will explain later.

The left-most column of names indicates who is being referred to/spoken to. The order of these names go by the gojūon which can be understood as "Japanese alphabetical order."

Now the colors of the boxes indicate the kind of relationship the addresser has with the addressee. -Pink = crush -Blue = friend -Green = relative -Yellow = classmate -Orange = rival -Red = enemy

Now you know why Tansai was placed at the end: he sees his whole classmates as enemies because he's not actually on their side. Also, the reason why Tansai is in the addresser row but Okimoto is in the addressee column is because "Okimoto Futashi" is the false name of Tansai so his classmate know him and refer to him as such.

.....

Now I'll go through each character (by order of addresser).

Haruka -In the beginning, she strictly uses "watashi" as it's the most polite version of "I" (outside of "watakushi" but then Haruka would come off way too stiff). Later uses "atashi" as she comes out of her shell. -Refers to everyone formally using "-san." She's overly polite due to her anxiety and using more familiar honorifics or forgoing them entirely would be "too rude" of her. -Her friends get the special honor of being called by their given names once the friendships develop more. -Not depicted in the chart but with Eijirou and Izuku's other classmates, she always calls them "senpai" even when using their Hero names (for example, she calls Izuku "Deku-senpai" when on Hero duty).

Ryouko -Refers to herself using "boku" primarily which is a masculine version of "I" but it's not entirely uncommon for "tomboys" to use it too. Also uses "atashi" if she wants to be seen as more feminine. -Tends to forgo honorifics with people she knows casually. -Her friends are known by a shortened version of their family names with "-kun" added to the end. -Starts calling Okami by his given name when they start dating.

Kyouhei -Uses "boku" as it's the softer of the two most common masculine "I"s in Japanese. -Calls most people "-kun" to be somewhat polite but still casual. As a celebrity, he does have an image to upkeep and thus he feels he can't be too casual (meaning dropping honorifics entirely). If asked, he will refer to someone with a different honorific. -Terumi is an exception. "Hikarin" is a nickname based on her Quirk; Terumi creates light with her Quirk, "hikari" is the Japanese word for "light," and the "n" at the end comes from the practice of adding it to names in order to make it sound cuter. "Teru-chan" is simply Terumi's name shortened with the "-chan" ender because that's what Japanese friends do. And Kyouhei starts calling Terumi by her given name when they start dating.

Terumi -Goes by "atashi." Feminine but not formal like "watashi." -In general, adds "-kun" to boys' names and "-chan" to girls' names. She shortens her friends' names and adds the appropriate honorifics. -Kyouhei's first nickname, Koe-hei, plays on his Quirk being based on his voice. "Koe" is the word for "voice." And then "koe" gets mashed with the latter half of Kyouhei's name. Kyou-chan is just his name shortened with "-chan" at the end. And his given name starts being used when Terumi and Kyouhei begin dating. -Her rivalry with Umeji is on the basis of both of them having pretty explosive Quirk with only somewhat good control. They're competing to see who has better control sooner.

Okami -"Ore" is the rougher of the masculine "I"s in Japanese, which is what Okami uses. -Goes without honorifics for everyone, even his friends. -Calls Ryouko by her given name when they start to date. -With Yuuki, he calls her by her given name with "-chan" added on her insistence. Also, he calls her both "nee-san" and "imouto" because neither of them actually know who was born first.

Fukue -Goes by "watashi," nice and polite. -Calls mostly everyone "-kun" to be polite but still casual. Changes it for someone who asks. -Sees Naoyo as a rival due to both of them being recommend students so calls her "-san" to show that formal respect.

Shouma -Refers to herself as "jibun" which is somewhat masculine but is still used by women too (Kyouka Jirou for example). -Largely forgoes honorifics except with friends, calling them by their given names with "-kun" added so it doesn't sound too familiar. -Maki is considered her rival as they both have Quirks that make them quite fast.

Jun -As a gentle and mild-mannered guy, he actually goes by "watashi" since it's gender neutral. -Adds "-kun" to most people's surnames, casual but not too much so. -Calls his friends by their given names (or a part of it) with "-kun" still added.

Umeji -Umeji is loud and bold but he's not really trying to come off as tough so he opts for "boku" over "ore." -Like Shouma, he only really uses honorifics with his friends, calling them by their given name (in whole or part).

Yuuki -Uses "atashi" for herself. Formerly used "atai" as taught to her by her mother because "atai" carries a "bad girl" connotation. -Calls his friends by their given names with "-chan" added to be familiar and cutesy. -With Okami, uses his given name with "-chan." She insists on it so they both seem more approachable. Calls him both "nii-san" and "otouto" because they don't know who the older twin is.

Gentsuno -Does try to come off tough so he uses "ore." -Usually just forgoes honorifics unless asked otherwise. -Adds "-chan" to the surnames of the friends, mainly because his closest friends are girls who let him call them as such.

Naoyo -Goes by "atashi." -Doesn't use honorifics with most people. -Chizuru is one exception because she wants to be called something different. -Calls Fukue "-san" to show respect to her rival.

Chizuru -For as casual as she can be, she uses "watashi." -Asks that everyone else call her "Chi-chan." -Refers to everyone by their given names, adding "-kun" to the boys' names and "-chan" to the girls' names. -Shortens Naoyo's name as friends and later girlfriends.

Ayuto -Despite not being a tough guy and actually being pretty ordinary, he uses the stronger, masculine "I" of "ore." -Doesn't use honorifics unless asked.

Daiki -He uses "ora" which is similar to "ore" but shows his rural background. -Calls most people by their surnames. -Calls his friends (which is just Ayuto) by their given name.

Tansai -Calls himself "jibun" since it's a gentler male "I" and comes off as detached. -Doesn't refer to anyone by surname or given names. He has insulting nicknames for them instead. -Ryouko's nickname for "wooden sword" actually has two words in Japanese, "bokuto" and "bokken." -Haruka doesn't actually get a nickname and is only called versions of "you" or "she" that are considered rude.

#hero aca oc #bnha #mha #soda's ocs #haruka ayume #ryouko hyoudou #kyouhei kotone #terumi hoshimiya #okami morihara #fukue shikkou #shouma moukin #jun dokuga #umeji tohou #yuuki morihara #gentsuno maki #chizuru chigami #naoyo rikuka #ayuto yugawa #daiki takematsu #tansai adamoto

[sir-rosie]

COMEDY

GOLD

#danganronpa shitpost #bitcoin #chigami #chihigami #byakuya togami #chihiro fujisaki

[mythgirlimagines]

Hi! Can I have Toddler AU Chigami? (Chihiro+Togami)

With some background Naekusaba and Ishimondo because I have no chill!

Byakuya always tried keeping on the outskirts of the other kids, though Chihiro tried bringing him to play with him, Mondo, and Taka every few minutes. He never really obliged.

After seeing Makoto give Mukuro a flower, Chihiro tried the same thing. He didn’t get much of a response, but Byakuya did keep it with him until it wilted, and even then was a bit disappointed that it had.

Sometimes Chihiro would convince him to play house, just the two of them, and they were both great dads to their stuffed animal children. It was really cute for the adults to watch.

When it nears naptime, Byakuya will sit right next to Chihiro and read a book to him. He’ll fall asleep one Chihiro does, both of them cuddled up together. If someone tries to separate them, they won’t be able to sleep.

They’ve seen Makoto and Mukuro hold hands, so they do that, too, though they found quickly that it doesn’t work when one of them is running and the other is not.

#answered ask #anon #headcanons #toddler au #chihiro fujisaki #byakuya togami #chigami #chihiro x byakuya #makoto naegi #mukuro ikusaba #naekusaba #makoto x mukuro #mondo owada #kiyotaka ishimaru #ishimondo #mondo x taka #danganronpa #dr1

[dangan-needs]

Chigami Moodboard For Anon!!!

If there's anything you'd like changed/fixed, please let me know.

Feel free to use, credit isn't needed but would be appreciated.

Thank you for the request!

#moodboards #chigami #chihiro fujisaki #byakuya togami #dr1 #drthh #thh

[dang-kin-help]

"How about make something for your favorite ship?" -@ultimate-detective-lover

The Makiibo one is a lil older while my Chigami one is more recent!!

-Mod Makoto

#mod makoto #ship aesthetic #maki x kiibo #makiibo #chihiro x togami #chigami #chihigami

[bigbandaids]

Aaaa!! I made a Chigami aesthetic!!

It's so cute!!

Uwu!!

#syo talks #chigami #chihiro x togami #byakuya x chihiro #togami x fujisaki #syo makes #chihigami

[cyb-by-lang]

[image description: A grayscale image of four people standing together in a line. Roku is a young man with dark hair over one eye, wearing a sleeveless overcoat with tails over a short kimono top and pants tucked into long boots. A scroll hovers over his right hand. The second is Aiko, a light-haired girl with a headband, carrying a wide sword over one shoulder. She wears shorts and long stockings, and short sandals. The third is Kaito in a hood with trailing scarf-ends, dark shorts, and long armored boots. Strange shards drift out of armored forearms. The last is Kei, a tall woman with dark hair and a scar on her face, a katana on her belt, and a kimono top styled more like an overcoat with roughly stitched sleeves. end description.]

Notes under the cut.

It took me the better part of a week, but I decided to screw around with the character designs for Team Kei. Since I’ve been playing a lot of Genshin Impact lately, I decided to go a little wilder to give the kids less practical outfits so they could show off some of their personal styles.

Kaito gave me the most trouble by far. I went back and forth between giving him trailing sleeves and the armor you see here that I was able to almost entirely finish Kei’s look in the time it took me to decide.

All of the kids have black bands on their designs that mimic about where their shinobi headbands sit. The exception is Roku; he’s never been drawn with a hitai-ate that I know of. He just gets an armband. And a complete hairstyle overhaul.

As mentioned earlier, Kaito and Roku are both catalyst-wielders in Teyvat. Hence the floating scroll. Alternatively, maybe Roku’s using some Magnet Release to make that scroll float.

I think to be genuinely from Teyvat, everyone would need about 3x more detail. Or at least patterns!

I didn’t include any Visions, but if you’re curious:

Roku’s Geo Vision and would sit at his hip, on a chain.

Aiko’s Pyro Vision would be on the back of her neck.

Kaito’s Cryo Vision would be on a pin right at the base of his throat, where the sides of the hood meet.

Kei’s Hydro Vision would sit between her shoulder blades, since we’re leaning into the whole turtle thing.

#catch your breath fanfic #team kei #keisuke gekko #kaito yuki #aiko kasai #roku chigami #concept art #art by author #genshin impact #crossover #kinda

[langwrites]

Merc Work

I have no excuse for this other than needing a break from my NaNoWriMo break from Kei.

Be warned: It has no ending.

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On a half-decent day, Kei would wake up with the dawn in a world without alarm clocks. If the day was especially good, she’d do so in her own fucking bed and not be on a ridiculous solo mission that’d gotten blown so thoroughly off track that she couldn’t see the proper path with the Hubble telescope. Waking up in an unfamiliar continent was already a sign of a bad time, and then the power of an unfeeling cosmic gearbox threw in the unasked-for bonus of pervasive xenophobia while surrounded by European fantasy analogues. Especially while being trailed by three Academy students on what should have been a harmless trip to visit the graves of their family. 

The straw that broke the camel’s back was the comparatively minor setback of Kei being on third watch. Sleep was for people who didn’t have a demonic turtle sitting in their lap. And who weren’t “new meat” by local standards.

So, between having to join up with a mercenary band to avoid dealing with racist jackasses through the power of numbers and swords, the apparent tech levels not supporting indoor plumbing, the safety of her students, and sitting in the cold for two hours before sunrise… Well, Kei could be forgiven for feeling a bit crabby.

Ha.

You hush. 

Never.

Kei considered the complete inability to actually keep Isobu from intruding on any conversation he liked, then sighed. There was such a thing as a hopeless fight, even for her. 

Isobu folded his armored forelegs under his belly. Had you not been transported here alongside the children, would you have joined this mercenary band to begin with?

Kei made an “I dunno” noise without opening her mouth. I mean, the sheer isolation would be an absolute nightmare. I know my limits a bit better now. 

The spiritual wreckage of her left arm attested to that issue. 

Isobu looked down, over the edge of Kei’s lap and toward the forest around Remire Village. They were probably about ten meters into the crown of the oak tree Kei chose as her lookout post for the last week, with only minor modifications to the branches. The only real change between this night and others involved Isobu being a lookout alongside her, rather than haunting the nearby river and stealing fish for his own amusement. 

And for feeding the kids, but that hadn’t happened since they’d joined the Jeralt mercenaries last month. 

Even if Kei didn’t trust rowdy men and women to look after a bunch of kids with special powers, she did trust Isobu to keep track of them. If the mercenaries got into a skirmish with bandits or anyone else, Kei ordered Kaito, Aiko, and Roku to hide with their spiky guardian as their sole point of contact with the group. When the situation was safe, Kei would call for them. If it wasn’t… well, that wasn’t going to happen. Kei had seen the local idea of what “power” meant and was left unimpressed. 

Nothing could get past me if it tried.

There’s a sentiment I can get behind. She’d survived worse than angry knights chasing her with spears.

The only one Kei wasn’t entirely sure of was the mercenaries’ second fiddle. The Ashen Demon, sole child of the Blade Breaker, went by Byleth Eisner (or just Byleth) to everyone else. They were half their father’s bulk and didn’t resemble him much in either coloring or general features. The lack of visible emotion on their face left most people around here fairly unnerved, but Kei found it was actually something of an advantage upon joining the mercenaries. Because people like Jeralt were already used to Byleth’s culturally-remarkable flat affect, they had an easier time giving some slack to Kei’s preferred mask of complete professional stoicism. 

The kids didn’t bother hiding their feelings about the whole thing—they latched onto Byleth insofar as they did anyone, perhaps because they were the smallest adult available who wasn’t Kei. 

But Byleth also had a job, and that job included enough of Kei’s personal stabbing quota to disqualify them from combat babysitting duties. 

Though she’d asked once about it anyway.

Byleth’s microexpressions were difficult to read. She left the conversation with the impression they were more confused by Kei’s willingness to approach them than insulted by the presumption, and thus joined Kei and her ducklings at dinner on occasion like they had a standing invitation. 

They basically did. Kei wouldn’t shoo away people who liked her cooking, and Byleth didn’t get loudly drunk all damn night. 

Don’t worry, though. You’re still the indisputed babysitting champion of the battlefield.

Pah. Isobu swatted Kei’s hand with one of his tails. 

Rowdy for a clone, aren’t you?

Insulting for a host, are you not? Isobu reversed it, because of course he did. And it is not as though this clone could be destroyed by anything less than your brute strength.

Fair.

Normally, Kei could have continued this line of thought for some time. Bantering with Isobu was a peaceful way to pass a watch shift. He had good night vision. She had the ability to interact with the world as a human being. These things were very complimentary. 

And Isobu used his sensitive eye, adapted for exploring the sea, to spot the problem before Kei heard it. Smoke at night was difficult to see without decent moonlight, at least for humans. Isobu poked at her brain to draw her attention to it. Likewise, the orange flicker of distant flames was just barely visible in Kei’s periphery if Kei angled her vision, like she would if observing the stars. 

That is going to be our problem in short order.

Isn’t it always? Kei replied, leaning as far sideways as she can to see through the modified canopy. Any farther and gravity would be held at bay only by chakra usage. Time to get up.

Indeed. And that was when Isobu opened his mouth to roar.

It was a tiny noise, relative to his true form’s size, but the sleepy village below them started to stir. The mercenaries were used to the sound of Isobu’s dying rabbit screams by now. 

And down.

Kei shoved Isobu off her lap, sending his spiky ass tumbling out of the tree to land among the three kids piled up in their camping bags. Kaito stirred first, patting sleepily at Isobu’s ridged belly before sitting up. This dislodged Roku and Aiko in order, just in time for Kei to land about a meter away with her finger in front of her face in a clear shh gesture. 

None of her three charges moved a muscle. 

“All three of you need to hide,” Kei told them, in the language no one around here spoke. 

One by one, she hugged each of them tightly enough to convey the seriousness of her request. Three pairs of cautious eyes met hers, in turn, and then they scrambled to hide their possessions under thickets in the village’s outskirts. No bandits could know there might be someone here to chase. 

After about a minute, she picked up Isobu’s little clone and placed him in Kaito’s shaky arms.

The kids knew she’d come back. The mercenaries had fought in five skirmishes since they joined like glorified camp followers, and not one of those battles featured a single opponent Kei couldn’t destroy with her eyes closed. 

But this was their comfort zone. Each time Kei left them, like a mother wolf leaving her den, she stripped that security like a worn bandage. 

Even only after a month of immersion, the kids picked up the local tongue fairly fast. They were young and adaptable and Kei was the only human adult around who spoke Japanese to them. Until they heard it again, from either her or Isobu, they’d stay out of sight. The waiting, though, never really got any easier. 

“They’ll never find us,” Roku said, tugging gently at Aiko and Kaito’s wrists. The oldest, at barely eleven, and already forcing himself to be the most responsible. 

“Bye, Sensei,” Aiko said reluctantly, before Roku curled his arm entirely around her to keep her from running off. 

“Stay safe,” Kei told her. She looked directly to Kaito and added, “Be good for Isobu-chan.” 

Kaito didn’t say anything at all, instead just fixing Kei with a stare like he’d forget what she looked like if he didn’t. This lasted until Isobu ordered Roku to get all three kids away from there, and he did. 

All three of them disappeared into the forest. They knew how to climb trees like bear cubs—or shinobi—which would have to be enough. And if a single enemy got near them, Kei would probably need to cut a grown man in half. Perhaps several.

Byleth would help.

I’ll let you know when it’s safe to be out here again, Kei thought to Isobu. 

You should know that I was not designed for an arboreal existence. I have many prehensile tails, but I am not a squirrel.

But you’re so cute!

Flattery will get you nowhere. With that sassy rejoinder, Isobu did the equivalent of flicking Kei in the forehead.

Kei headed to the village’s front gate, cutting directly through the forest with the ease of someone who’d been in and around the wilderness her entire life. She could hear another group crashing through the woods at high speed, relative to normal human averages, and a larger group likely in pursuit. 

Well, that wouldn’t do. 

Hidden Mist. Though the hand seal for this technique was more of a stance, she could still put her detection trick in action. She just had to make sure it was concentrated on the pursuers, not the pursued. Deliberately leaving voids was useless for her strategies, but it probably kept people from breaking their necks unnecessarily.

And it let her know that the slower, louder group was thirty strong.

She kept going until she reached the village’s gates, spotting a mercenary named Arkady on duty. Backlit by torches, his five earrings caught the light and gave him away. 

“Back from the camping trip already?” Arkady asked, a note of alarm creeping into his voice. “Where are the kids?”

“Safe,” Kei told him. She slid into place on the opposite side of the gate, hand on the borrowed steel shortsword that’d carried her for the last month. Her katana was not to be wasted on bandits around here. Or in sparring. “But hidden. Someone is heading this way.” 

Arkady paused, eyed the forest, and then nodded. “I’ll wake the captain and his kid. Stay here.”

Kei let him go and drummed her fingers against her sword’s hilt, waiting. The crashing was getting closer, and her kids were fifty meters away in a tree. Even while dead certain Isobu was with them, her nerves refused to settle.

Strictly speaking, she didn’t need to keep herself and her team so far away from the mercenaries. They were a rowdy crew, but they were only of the rough-and-tumble sort. They expressed affection by going out drinking and slapping each other on the back and fighting shoulder-to-shoulder through wind and rain. Since Byleth had been with Jeralt since before he founded the company, presumably the various members would be at least peripherally trustworthy with children.

Kei, as a nineteen-year-old with dependents who had one half-cracked voice between them, only trusted the company on the battlefield. 

Arkady returned without Byleth or Jeralt, but he did have Marcel. The two of them were like a pair of piratical brunet bookends and cracked jokes anytime they weren’t on the job. It made her students edgy around them, but they were well-liked within the boisterous mercenary crew. Like many soldiers of fortune, they wore a fair amount of jewelry to emphasize their success, which was some of the best advertising around. So was the mess of scars, though only Marcel was missing a chunk of his nose. 

“What’s the matter?” Marcel asked, right before the group Kei’d been hearing for the last sixty-odd meters finally crashed out of the woods at nearly the same volume it started.

Three muddied, twig-strewn teenagers stumble up to the pool of torchlight, panting. 

Kei pointed at them, because it was faster than bothering to explain herself.

One white-haired girl and a dark-haired boy, at complete opposite ends of the “has this person seen the sun in the last decade” skin tone spectrum, while the tallest is the blond boy in the middle. If not for the torches, Kei wouldn’t even be able to call them “kids” in any meaningful sense, but she did know what school uniforms look like. Kei wandered out of her education as a baby adult, by one reckoning or another. Both of them. She hadn’t been able to look up information on the internet for unfortunately obvious reasons, but in a world where bespoke tailoring is a norm rather than a luxury and damn near nobody wore customized clothing unless they were rich, Kei’s intuition was subsumed by screeching alarm bells. 

Third watch on a morning  when they were supposed to be marching north into the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus and now this. Kei’s private list of complaints kept getting longer.

“Scarface,” said Marcel, while the kids caught their breath, “why don’t you back up?”

Kei did so, because these kids were likely to react to Kei’s not-Caucasian features with the traditional xenophobia displayed by basically every non-mercenary person from Fódlan so far. If she had to deal with weapons swinging at her face before the sun came up, they’d better be attacks from people she already wanted dead. She didn’t have the patience this early in the morning.

The motion caught the eye of the boy with the yellow shoulder-cape, but little else about Kei was too distinct once she was out of direct torchlight.

Well, mostly. 

Sort of.

She was wearing a haori, her armguards, and the local pants-and-boots combination because her sandals could be saved for special occasions. Instead of covering her face with a mask or even wearing her headband as intended, she tied it around her neck like an ascot. There was only so much point in pretending to be anything but foreign. Between her accent and facial features that she was not going to burn chakra trying to hide, it was something Kei kept in perspective. 

And the yellow-themed kid was still looking at her.

“Kid, eyes over here,” Arkady demanded.

Kei silently cheered at even a token attempt to direct attention away from her.

At this point, Jeralt and Byleth arrived. 

Jeralt was a huge, dull-orange mountain of a man with dirty blond hair and a braid and undercut combination Kei didn’t think would ever catch on. His scarred face told even more of a story than Kei’s did, and no one was quite sure how many battles he’d rushed into and out of alive.  Nor were they sure how old he was. More than anyone else in the company, Jeralt was a cavalry commander down to his metal greaves and could be trusted to lead the group to victory come hell or high water. 

Competing for second place was his shadow. Byleth, the quietest person in the company and therefore the one Kei’s students tolerated best besides the horses, was about Kei’s age. They were also one of the few adults shorter than Kei was. Their eyes were a distinct deep blue and their hair a dark teal, which almost blended in with the charcoal-gray clothes they preferred this late at night, punctuated by matte black armor along their arms and legs. The ghostly complexion stood out like the fucking moon by comparison. 

The two of them commanded all the attention better than a weird foreigner did. 

“Please forgive our intrusion,” said the blond one, bowing with his hand over his heart. Kei’s brain tried to calculate angles to assess formality before remembering that cultures were weird and American accents were weirder. He went on, “We wouldn’t bother you were the situation not dire.”

Jeralt visibly took note of the formality, then said, “What do a bunch of kids like you want at this hour?”

“We’re being pursued by a group of bandits.” Oh for fuck’s sake. While the blond noble kept talking—and he was a noble, because Kei had much more experience with the blunter speech patterns commoners used. Couldn’t be anything else. “I can only hope that you will be so kind as to lend your support.” 

“Bandits? Here?” Jeralt’s gaze flicked to Kei.

She nodded, because it was as good a designation for the enemy still shouting their way through the forest as any. Bandits had been trying to kill Kei since she was Aiko’s age. This wasn’t new.

Jeralt didn’t give the order to attack them just yet. Instead, he turned his attention back to the kids as they started talking. 

The white-haired girl said, “It's true. They attacked us while we were at rest in our camp.”

Not a great sign. Why had three noble children been exposed like that? In Kei’s experience, nobility tended to spend a lot more time cloistered inside protective structures, and even traveling daimyo tended to take a proper procession with them. Where were the guards? People died when they were caught alone. 

Maybe the fire she’d seen was a part of it?

As though to confirm her rising tide of suspicions, the noble boy in yellow said, “We’ve been separated from our companions and we’re outnumbered. They’re after our lives…not to mention our gold.”

Well, then. If they were anything like the bandits Kei ran into during the initial month she’d spent as her students’ sole reliable defense, this wouldn’t take long. 

“I’m impressed you’re staying so calm considering the situation. I… Wait.” Jeralt’s body language went rigid. Like he’d just found an armed opponent in a darkened hallway. “That uniform…”

One of the group’s archers—Rickard—ran up with his bow drawn. He shrugged off Marcel and Arkady’s questions, attention locked on Jeralt so thoroughly that he nearly tripped over Kei on his way to report in. If she’d stuck her foot out, he’d have slammed face-first into the village’s defensive wall. 

“Bandits spotted just outside the village.” Rickard gestured out at the forest. “There are a lot of them.”

Byleth turned their head toward Kei, making an inquisitive gesture with their hand. One of the many, many reasons Kei’s students liked them was because they were willing to pantomime nearly everything if necessary. And while body language didn’t often cross national boundaries, Byleth was willing to learn almost anything Kei put in front of them.

Kei held up three fingers on her right hand—counting her thumb—then brought all five of them together to a single point.

Byleth’s gaze sharpened. 

Jeralt considered Rickard first, then said to the kids, “I guess they followed you all the way here.” He’d caught the gesture conversation with Byleth, and said to his child, “We can’t abandon this village now. Come on, let’s move.” 

Byleth nodded. 

“Hope you’re ready,” Jeralt grunted. “Kid, you take these three into cover and pick off anybody you can reach. Rickard, you’re with Marcel and Arkady. Rally the rest.” Then Jeralt only had Kei left to address. “And you. Your job is skirmisher. Don’t let them get around the village’s defenses.” 

Kei bowed, arms held rigidly at her sides. “As you wish.”

Jeralt waved her off, so Kei decided this was an excellent time to make herself scarce.

#Keisuke Gekko #catch your breath fanfic #team kei #roku chigami #kaito yuki #aiko kasai #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses

[nocandnc]

The latest addition to my Chigami playlist is an especially cute Chihiro POV track〜

The playlist itself, by the way, is the most liked out of all (4) of my ship playlists. That either means the song choices are especially good or else there are people on Spotify who just really like Yugami kun! Either way I’m smiling!!

#ChiGami #yugami kun #yugami kun ni wa tomodachi ga inai #watanuki chihiro #YuChihi #yugami x chihiro #ship song #character song #random babblng #Spotify

[jewishiei]

"Adorned by Chi, tells the tale of Adaeze, "a painfully shy college student who discovers she has Goddess-like powers and must, reluctantly, lead a team of young warriors to defeat an apocalyptic monster that threatens to destroy humanity and save the world." It is inspired by series like Revolutionary Girl Utena, Puella Magi Madoka Magica and Sailor Moon, while also drawing inspiration from elements of Igbo culture & lore, including Goddesses like Ala, Uhamiri and more.

Here's the complete description of Adorned by Chi: Adorned by Chi is a story about Adaeze Adichie, a young, painfully shy Nigerian college student who has goddess-like powers and must reluctantly lead a tribe of young warriors to defeat an apocalyptic monster that threatens to destroy humanity. Inspired by the Japanese magical girl genre, the story takes place in the fictional city of Udobo in Nigeria. The painfully shy heroine leads her college group of friends--Adaeze Adichie, twin sisters Gogo Okafor and Kelechi Okafor, Kaira Okoye, and Emeka Ukata (male)--as they discover their own magical skills--both Black Girl and Black Boy magic--amidst the challenges of school, love, career and family. The series is created by Jacque Aye for Chigami Studios."

#THIS LOOKS SO GOOD WOW #hyped #adorned by chi #nigerian magical girl #jacque aye #chigami studios

[loosesodamarble]

Chizuru: You and Okami-kun are getting along so well! I'm surprised you're not dating already!

Ryouko: I keep telling you, I don't like him that way! Get that through your thick skull!

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Chizuru: I think it's so sweet how much you love Terumi-chan! When's the confession?

Kyouhei: H-huh? What? No! No no no no no! Teru-chan's amazing and brilliant and all but I think we're better off as friends!

.....

Chizuru: You and Kyouhei-kun are totally gonna get together, right?

Terumi: Hm, I dunno... I do adore him with my whole heart but I worry about ruining our friendship.

.....

Chizuru: Think you're ever going to confess to Ryouko-chan?

Okami: No. I'm going to bottle up these feelings, suffer through the heartache, and then die alone like this godless world intended.

.....

Chizuru: I can't take it! There must be something wrong with them! How can they be so in love and yet in such denial?

Naoyo: Not everyone is as open to romance as you are.

Chizuru: But isn't it really weird that they're all in the same friend group? It's like an alliance for denying romantic feelings! And they're all into each other to boot!

#hero aca incorrect quote #hero aca oc #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #chizuru chigami #ryouko hyoudou #kyouhei kotone #terumi hoshimiya #okami morihara #naoyo rikuka #ryoukami #kyouteru #mha naoyo x chizuru #im sorry i wrote those couple this way chichan #i cant help it #unable to spit it out couples are my drug

[gundhams-pandemonium]

would u pls rate komadam and chigami 😎 thank u mx kazzy kaz

😌 Of course I can!

Komadam [Nagito/Gundham]

A solid B!

Love the dynamic! Unfortunately I havent found a lot of fic that I enjoy and has it [taking recommendations tho~]. Think it has potential as a ship and a friendship, and I really wish it had more content~

Chigami [Chihiro/Togami, Affectionatly Bitcoin]

Also a B; there is something appealing about "Sweet Senstive Optismist One" with the "Bitter 'unfeeling' 'realist'[cough, pessimist] One". Again, I dont see a lot of fics with the dynamic, which is a shame, But as a concept I love 💕

#kaz speaks #danganronpa #ask to tag