#izuru kamukura smut

[izurusstuff]

⚠️ 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!! ⚠️

message from izurusstuff: hello, lovelies <3 i woke up today and immediately ran to tumblr because of an amazing thought i had >:) it’s inspired by @goddess-of-green’s teacher nagito smut, i highly recommend you check their’s out because it’s awesome and lives in my mind rent free. also this is 18+ only, minors do NOT interact!!! and everyone’s legal age. also there’s spoilers for the danganronpa 3 anime and ending of goodbye despair, so read with caution if you don’t want spoilers

summary: You’re a student at the University of Tokyo a couple years after The Tragedy. The whole ordeal inspired you to become a psychology major with a minor in ethics. It’s your senior year at the university— you only have a semester left until graduation. Everything was perfect until this point, but your high-level ethics professor makes it hard to keep up your perfect grades. Fed up, you confront him, which leads to… something special ;)

A+ (Teacher!Izuru Kamukura x Fem!Reader Smut)

It’s another day in class towards the end of the semester. Finals are quickly approaching, and your stoic teacher is handing your papers back at the end of class. For some reason, he just wouldn’t give out A’s in his class. Your perfect 4.0 GPA was going to be brought down by this right before you graduated! You grew tired of his antics. Of course, it didn’t really tick you off until you spent days without sleep trying to finish your paper. Every other source told you that it was amazing and captivating.

But you got a B+, an 89.9

You were basically fuming at that point. It was obvious Professor Kamukura wasn’t going to admit that your paper deserved an A. Rage boiled through your body. Your nostrils flared and your knuckles tightened. You stared into your professors eyes with pure anger. He wouldn’t admit it, but your reaction wasn’t boring to him. He was used to boredom. His eyebrow ever so slightly raised at you, which only pissed you off more.

Without breaking any eye contact, you ripped up your 30 page paper in front of him and slammed it on his desk. Oh boy, he did not know what he was signing up for when he messed with the valedictorian’s perfect GPA.

“Can I help you?” He scoffed.

His apathy was the straw that broke the camel’s back. With your fists balled up, you took a deep breath and let it OUT.

“Is it your mission in life to make everyone miserable? Is it because you got used by your school to become a human weapon? Why the FUCK do you have to be so condescending?! Do you KNOW how hard I worked to be here?! DO YOU?! If you hate people sooo much and you’re always bored by them, why did you take the job here? It’s not like you’re the best of the best! I can name thousands of people who’d be a better teacher for this job than you are… so why do you think you’re hot shit? You’re not… you’re a hurt little boy with some weird complex a-and you’re RUINING everything… so what the fuck is your problem, Kamukura?!”

Holy shit. Your response had him speechless for a brief second. He had to compose himself before staring you down and giving a response. However, you weren’t even CLOSE do being done…

“Your paper was bori-”

“Boring? Yeah, I fucking KNOW! Everything’s boring to you! But I am NOT letting your stubborn ass ruin my perfect GPA, do you understand?! What would capture your attention? Writing my paper on Junko Enoshima? Chiaki Nanami? Ooh I know! How about Hajime Hinata!”

Ouch. The last name really struck a nerve with Izuru. He actually felt a sense of sadness; something he hasn’t felt since he watched Chiaki’s final moments. Kamukura simply walked away, the nerve!

“Oh, you think I’m DONE with you?!”

“Doubtful.” He rolled his eyes, opening the classroom door for you. Huh, weird.

“I’m heading to my office. You can come with or continue your temper tantrum in here until the next class comes.”

You stood in shock for a moment. He was actually inviting you to his office…? I mean, it was in his own weird way, but it counted, right?

He walked in front of you without saying a word, only motioning to the door of his office.

Izuru’s office definitely didn’t fit him. There was a few coffee mugs, packets of chamomile tea, kawaii stuffed animals, a sword, etc. Were these all the gifts his former classmates gave him?

“Sit.”

You did as he said, looking around at everything in awe. Kamukura pulled out a folder than had your last name on it with copies of your old papers. You were utterly shocked he kept up with stuff like that.

“[L/N]. Your final semester here.”

“How did you-?”

“You’re valedictorian. I hear about you wherever I go.”

He… knew stuff about you? You were utterly shocked and dumbfounded. You thought you were just another boring face to him.

“I’ll say this one time and one time only. Your response to your grade impressed me. We both know that never happens.”

“Oh. Sorry, I guess?”

“Don’t apologize. It takes away character.”

You looked at the floor and nodded as Professor Kamukura looked through your folder more. Surprisingly, it earned a few impressed eyebrow raises from him.

“Your papers have no mistakes. They’re merely boring to me. Except for your last one on the ethics of Hope’s Peak. For obvious reasons, I do not have any interest in reading a paper about the school that used me.”

Realization hit you, and you actually felt bad for him. It was the first time you did. You looked at the ground and nodded. Kamukura obviously picked up on your regret, which he rolled his eyes to and tapped on the desk to get your attention.

“Why are you remorseful? It’s just a grade. If you need an A that badly, I’ll change it.”

You shook your head. It nearly knocked him out of his seat in surprise.

“No. It’s because you’re still a person, which everyone forgets about. Including me.”

Your humanization of him really REALLY struck a nerve. But in a good way. The tone in the room shifted to a way more positive one, and you swear you saw his mouth turn into an ever so slight smile.

“Your response… was not what I was expecting, Y/N.”

He used your first name?! You jolted up to stare at him in utter disbelief.

“If you want to go, I won’t keep you.”

You shook your head. Neither of you knew what to say next. However, it seemed you two were truly seeing each other as humans. Not human experiment and student who only cared about her grades, but humans… and tension filled the air. Both of you stood up with Izuru locking his office door and backing you against the wall.

Your heart fluttered so incredibly fast. Just mere moments ago, you were about to square up with your teacher. Now you want nothing more than to hold him. Little did you know he felt the same about you.

His red eyes expressed a hint of worry behind them. You could tell he was concerned about hurting you or pressuring you into this.

With a deep breath, you closed the distance between you two and finally kissed him. You expected him to shove you away and call you boring, but his hands merely cupped your face as he deepened the kiss. You melted into it, completely forgetting that he was the reason you wouldn’t have a perfect GPA. But in that moment, you couldn’t care. You didn’t care that you were passionately kissing your teacher who has no emotion towards anything.

“Are you sure you don’t want to leave?” Kamukura asked, not taking his eyes off your mouth. You could tell he wanted nothing more than you to stay with him.

“I’m sure…”

His mouth slightly widened into the barely visible smile he had before. He smiled into another kiss with you, pushing you up against the wall. Izuru obviously knew what you were thinking, but he didn’t want to make the first move out of respect (consent king). So, you took his hands and moved them down to the dip in your hips. He definitely got the memo.

“Tell me if you want to stop.”

You nodded. The kisses got more rough, but he took his time with caressing your body. You loved the passion he was showing, but God you wanted him to hurry up.

Once he got to your chest, you took your shirt off, giving him an uncovered view of your chest. He was mesmerized by your body. Kamukura pulled you into yet another kiss, but this time it was by grabbing your ass. You were surprised by his strength, but then again, he WAS made to be impossibly strong…

While he was doing his own thing to you, you unbuttoned his shirt and watched it slide down his muscular arms. Holy shit. You weren’t expecting that. You should’ve, but you didn’t.

He softly chuckled, and that surprised both of you. Izuru removed his shirt, pulling you closer. You could feel each other’s body heat. You finally took off your bra and slid your skirt down. He took no time in reaching for your chest and caressing it. Meanwhile, you got his pants off. He led the two of you to his desk…

Kamukura laid you down and kissed down your body until he got to the line of your underwear. With a delicate touch, he took them off and put himself between your thighs, looking up at you with curiosity and lust. You whimpered, and that only made him more crazed.

He gently rubbed a finger up your slit, causing you to whimper yet again. You could see his smile through your half lidded gaze.

Finally he stuck a finger in. You gasped out in pleasure, and he slowly moved it in and out. You grabbed his hair and whimpered again. Fuck it, he couldn’t wait any more.

Kamukura removed his last article of clothing and slowly slid into you. Your hands grasped onto his toned back as your moans got louder with every inch he put in. He looked down at you, putting his hands underneath your back as he began his thrusting.

You heard his soft grunts, making you further crazed. You wrapped his legs around his torso and he sped up. The light of the hallway peeking in through his blinds gave his toned body a beautiful glow, and you were starstruck by it.

In an odd moment of wholesomeness, he placed a soft kiss on your forehead while he harshly thrusted into you. The duality, good lord.

Your whimpers and tightening drove him crazy. He sped up as fast as he could, causing his desk to shake. Even if someone heard you two, neither of you cared because of how good you both felt.

Even though it felt like seconds, moments passed before you tightened around him from finishing, therefore making him cum too. Both of you were unbelievably sweaty from the deed, and you laid on his desk staring at the ceiling.

“I’ll change your grade to an A.”

RAAAA THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVE THINGS IVE EVER WRITTEN, SHOUKD I MAKE A PART TWO…

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[raitonsfw]

𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: When Kamukura doesn't do his due diligence of fucking you himself, you take matters into your own hands– by humping his foot.

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, cold!kamukura, slight dom/sub undertones, dubcon, heel humping, desperation, pleading, implied orgasm, reader uses the tip of his shoe to get off, kamukura's mean and unforgiving, small mention of abuse (reader got dr3 despair arc ep 6 mukuro treatment once or twice).

a/n: god you gave me a sense to write more of my kamukoma fic cuz of this, i absolutely adore writing the complexities of kamukura. wc: 600ish. v-day m.list | m.list

thirst count: 1

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

“But, Kamukura…” You tried, the ache between your legs pulsing up your spine and you nearly fell to your knees as he denied you…again.

“I said no.” 

You grabbed a hold of his leg as he walked up the stairs, his long hair cascading down his back as he turned to look at you. His targeted red eyes bore into the back of your skull, you thought as you gave him a pout. “Please, Izu– I’ll be good, I promise.” 

“Y/N.” He was as stoic as ever, not an ounce of remorse seeping through his demeanor as he looked at you, your thighs clasped together as you tried to stop him from going up the stairs. Instead, he dragged you by his ankle up them and into the room. You didn’t dare let go of his leg as he sat down in the plush red chair that sat near the edge of the window curtain. 

“Please fuck me… I’ll do you right, I swear.” You whined out as he crossed his one leg over the other and you couldn’t help but sit on the one that was level to the floor. You knew if he wanted, he could pin you down in an instant, away from him but for some reason he didn’t so much as lift a finger. He ignored you though and you couldn’t help yourself any longer– you needed him, you needed your Ultimate Hope. 

You slid your panties over to the side and pressed your bare cunt to the cold material of his shoe, your senses tingling with ecstasy and a twinge of guilt. It hovered up your spine and you started to grind against it, the tip of his shoe digging into the swell of your clit and you muffled a moan with the back of your hand as slick trailed down the black shine of it. You hoped he didn’t notice, but why would you even think that? Of course, he noticed; the man was nearly a deity in your eyes and in the world of tragic despair– also he could feel your hips rocking against his person, you weren’t very subtle. 

“Getting off on my shoe? How pathetic.” Kamukura said, a slight tease evading his tone but it was mostly snuffed by sheer irritation– honestly you couldn’t tell as you shoved his shoe harder against your cunt with a whimper, trying hard not to touch him besides his foot. Your arms stretched back to accommodate your balance and you thrusted up against his shoe as it came up further, the entire underside of it plastered against your heat now. You peered up at him and he had his arms crossed, with a lean to one side as you pleasured yourself against the heel of his foot. 

His foot covered you whole and all you wanted to do was grab at his ankle and push further into the delicious pleasure that snaked through your veins, but you knew he wouldn’t let you touch him again– not when you’ve already disobeyed him on the staircase. He wasn’t that lenient usually, you’ve gotten thrown against the wall a few times due to your incompetence and it made you quiver against him, the power– his power that he held within his hands ready to dismiss you anytime he wished. Your orgasm approached as you felt a slight pressure from his leg and your eyes snapped open quickly, not even realizing you had slipped them shut.

Was he actually enjoying this…? You glanced up at him with clouded eyes, every nerve bundling up into your orgasm and threatening to burst as his slack eyes stared back at you with usual boredom. 

“K-Kamukura…please.” 

“Go ahead, do what you want.”

#𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒'𝓈 𝓋𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 ꨄ #𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚜 ☾ #danganronpa smut #danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa x you #danganronpa x reader #sdr2 x reader #danganronpa izuru #izuru kamukura #izuru kamukura smut #sdr2 kamukura #izuru kamukura x reader #izuru kamukura x you #izuru kamukura x y/n #fem reader #𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 ✰

[uvuyai]

Various waking up from a wet dream of their crush

Characters: Yasuhiro, Mondo, Izuru, Nagito, Rantaro, Kaito

Tw: Cumming in pants, gn reader non despair au, picked from wheel generator

Genre : smut go brrr

Yasuhiro

After Hiro came in his boxers I think he sleeps in boxers he couldn't believe if what he was doing to you was certainly true

Hiro probably knows much about sex but he didn't know it would be that much pleasure

Just by him putting his member inside of your sex they clenched around his member which sent lewd sounds out both of your mouths

He woke up like he was in a nightmare but with pleasure

He tugged and his boxers waistband just to see a sperm of release running down his upper thigh

He would tell nobody but only the people he trust

If you were in a relationship he would tell you but he would confuse you more

"D-dont worry about me y/n I'm fine, just some trouble just m-morning."

Mondo

If you ever had sex with this man you would definitely pass out Mondo had a crush on you for quite a while now

He wouldn't have sex with you unless you give him consent consent is sooo hawt 😍

Mondo would definitely break you but still be pleased

This is one of the few times Mondo actually got terrified

I don't think Mondo would actually be a virgin

Mondo would keep it a secret and eventually tell taka

"I'm all good y/n, just interfering with other gangs.."

Izuru

Izuru always had a fluttery when around you

And he never knew he would cum in his pants like a teenager

Izuru would be shocked for once

All he could remember was you moaning his name and begging while he was pounding you with his member deep inside the mattress

He would tell Hajime so he could understand but would tell you an other way which leaves you to Google what he said

He would have a fait blush for the rest of his day or years till you get together

"I'm really fine y/n, just feeling a little hot.."

Nagito

Nagito got more annoyed than he was in Danganronpa 2.5

He wanted to experience it more due to his "luck"

Nagito being inside of you felt heavenly

More than he can imagine is you clenching around him leaving him more needy

"..I'm all good y/n, just my luck interfering with my mornings.."

Rantaro

Rantaro would be calmer than the rest

He most likely should know what sex his since he has 12 sisters and his dad is a hoe

Would be able to keep it a secret even if you two are together

" I'm all good y/n, I promise.."

Kaito

Be would be more and more terrified he would avoid you by making excuses

He wouldn't want to do that till he was married

But it drove him more mad every time you greeted him

"o-oh look at t-the time, i-i must go! S-See you later y/n.."

A/N: Im still mad

#danganronpa #izuru kamukura x reader #sdr2 izuru #nagito komeada x reader #kamukura x reader #izuru kamakura x reader #kamukura izuru x reader #danganronpa rantaro #rantaro smut #kaito momota #mondo owada #yasuhiro x reader #nagito komaeda #danganronpa nagito #x reader smut

[dangandecadence]

Izuru was a stoic, serious, near perfection of a man. Ibuki was chaos incarnate. Yet, somehow, both really made their relationship work. Especially in bed~

“AH FUCK!! IZU!! M-MORE!!”

Ibuki’s more then loud moans rung through the apartment. That and the sound of Izuru’s balls slapping firmly against her ass (which was a lot of ass) each time was all they could hear. Izuru silently grunted as he gave Ibuki’s ass a firm squeeze, leaving light claw marks as he did. Another squeal of pure pleasure left Ibuki. Only Izuru could fill her up like this. Only Izuru could make her cum several times and still not finish once. Only Izuru could see her body from now on.

Ibuki thrusted herself back as Izuru fell on his back, Ibuki riding him reverse cowgirl so her phat ass was all his to enjoy. As he got close, soft moans escaped his lips.

“Buki…~ fuck… close…”

He softly moaned out as compared to her screams of lust. Luckily her room was covered in sound proofing… but even that may mot be enough. With one final slam down, Ibuki came as she felt Izuru rapidly fill her. Her gut pushing outwards into that akin to a pregnant womans after a few minutes.

“… I’m still hard. We arent done.”

#danganronpa smut #smut #danganronpa roleplay #danganronpa ask blog #danganronpa rp #izuru kamukura #ibuki mioda

[smutcommintary]

These are my danganronpa ships for the blog.

Junko x yasuke

Mikan x Nagito

Chiaki x hajime

Chiaki x izuru

Izuru x chiaki x hajime

Makoto x kyoko

Keade x shuichi

Keade x V3 cast

#danganronpa smut #junko enoshima #makoto naegi #chiaki nanami #hajime hinata #kaede akamatsu #shuichi saihara #izuru kamukura #yasuke matsuda #mikan tsumugi #nagito komaeda

[nabateaprodigy]

I'm Now Taking Requests for Danganronpa!

The games I'll write for are Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc, Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair, and Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony.

I'll write character x character requests. I'll also write x male, female, and gender-neutral readers.

I'll write for any scenarios you want involving things such as fluff, angst, hurt to comfort, etc. However, I will not write anything for smut sorry.

I'll write for the 3 main games and the characters I'll be writing for those 3 main games. Can be found below.

Makoto Naegi

Sayaka Maizono

Leon Kuwata

Kyoko Kirigiri

Byakuya Togami

Hifumi Yamada

Mondo Owada

Toko Kukawa/Genocide Jack

Celestia Ludenberg

Aoi Asahina

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Sakura Ogami

Yasuhiro Hagakure

Junko Enoshima

Chihiro Fujisaki

Mukuro Ikusaba

Hajime Hinata

Akane Owari

The Ultimate Imposter

Chiaki Nanami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Hiyoko Saionji

Ibuki Mioda

Kazuichi Soda

Mahiru Koizumi

Mikan Tsumiki

Nagito Komaeda

Nekomaru Nidai

Peko Pekoyama

Sonia Nevermind

Teruteru Hanamura

Izuru Kamukura

Shuichi Saihara

Korekiyo Shinguji

Angie Yonaga

Kirumi Tojo

Kokichi Oma

Tsumugi Shirogane

Keebo

Tenko Chabashira

Kaede Akamatsu

Kaito Momota

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Rantaro Amami

Himiko Yumeno

Gonta Gokuhara

Miu Iruma

#request #fanfic #fic request #fanfiction #x reader #danganronpa #rules #fic requesting #taking requests #looking for requests #danganronpa x reader #male reader #x gender neutral reader #female reader #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #junko enoshima #nagito komaeda #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #makoto naegi #hajime hinata #danganronpa imagines #drv3 #scenarios #imagines #headcanon #sfw #dr2 goodbye despair

[whorkn33]

Lonely Kids

genre: Hinata Hajime/Reader, Hurt/Comfort, Smut words: 6,496 warnings: GN!Reader, brief mentions of SA, general talk of loneliness/trauma, Nipple Play, Pet Names, minors DNI summary: Hinata Hajime is the most talented man on the planet. He’s stronger, faster, and smarter than anyone else. And he puts up with you. And that’s fascinating. art credit: zakiko

Lonely kids tend to stick together. Whether they’re lonely because they’re a latchkey kid, or because they move around a lot and never get the chance to make any friends, or if the rest of the children their age have just decided they’re weird and not worth their time. No matter the reason, they flock to one another like birds. To keep each other company during lunch and recess. To make the loneliness a little bit more bearable.

Hinata does a lot around the island. Some weird sense of responsibility, you think. Maybe because he’s the most capable out of all of you, or maybe to make up for time he lost during the tragedy. But it was him who worked so hard to wake everyone up. It was him who fixed the air purifiers whenever they went haywire. It was him who worked some kind of magic in the kitchen whenever Hanamura was too sick to cook for everyone.

It’s hard to feel useful when you’re standing next to the most talented guy on the planet.

When you woke up, you were panicked. Still reeling from an untimely death in the program, your hands had flown up, teeth bared, ready to fight, to attack, as if you could fight off the grim reaper before he came for you. Instead, you were met with warmth. A strong grip. Arms wrapped around you, pulling you into his chest and shushing you. You had squirmed, frantic, still trying to both attack and scramble away, but he held you against him. Didn’t flinch when your nails dug into his skin and you called him a number of unspeakable names. He waited until you paused for breath to murmur to you, softly, calmly, but entirely himself and nobody else; “It’s over. You’re safe.”

You had broken down and sobbed then, and he was there. He understood. You figure that’s when your little crush must have begun. Your memories of the tragedy are fuzzy, but any feelings held for Izuru Kamukura were not held for Hajime Hinata. That much, you were sure of.

Your memories of Kamukura were fleeting. A sense of intimidation, of fear that swelled in your chest and pinned you in place. Red eyes, nearly glowing in the dim light. The knowledge that one wrong move around him could end in him killing you. You wanting him to kill you. Wanting to taste that despair. To chase after Enoshima, greet her on Hell’s throne so you could be of better use to her there.

The thought makes your stomach churn.

Hinata was completely different in every way. He held warmth and comfort. Though at first you were wary, still aware of his raw strength and skill, he never gave you any reason to fear him the way you feared Kamukura. His brown eye would meet your gaze and crinkle as he smiles at you, greeting you softly. Careful not to speak too loudly, aware that you hated the way your voice once echoes off of ruined buildings. He kept his distance, allowed you to be the one who stepped closer. Never asked anything of you. Instead, he would patiently wait until you offered. Eager to please him. To make him smile again so you could see his eyes crinkle again.

You weren’t the only one he treated this way. Everyone else, as they awoke one by one, got much the same treatment. Took up more and more of his attention. He made it seem so effortless, nudging you all in the right direction. Towards hope, you guess. 

You like keeping him company. You hand him tools and help dry the dishes he scrubs. It makes you feel useful, standing next to the most talented guy on the planet while he hands you a wet plate for you to wipe the water off of. 

When he’s not working, which doesn’t happen often, he likes tinkering, you’ve noticed. He’ll mess with old cell phones and televisions that have long since stopped working. Seeing if he could get them up and running again. He once got a radio to blast static from its speaker, an amazing feat considering how damaged it was. He had laughed in triumph, but his shoulders slumped as he realized it was ultimately useless. There were no radio towers close enough to the island for this to do anything other than fill the air with shrill static. He discarded it, forgetting it in a pile of abandoned projects. You took it back to your cottage that night, allowing the white noise to fill the room. It helped you drift off to sleep easier, you think.

Recently, Naegi brought him an old arcade cabinet to work on. The glances you shared with Kuzuryu and Imposter told you that you weren’t imagining the irony and insensitivity of such a gift, but Hinata just smiled and took it, thanking Naegi for bringing him something new to play with. The grin on Naegi’s face told you that any hard feelings, if they were present at all, were entirely lost on him.

If the machine stirs up any feelings in Hinata, he doesn’t show it clearly. That’s something you find fascinating about him. How well he hides his feelings. He’s said that he struggles with feelings ever since the tragedy, but you’ve seen genuine smiles from him. You’ve seen real joy and real sorrow in those eyes. He feels, it’s just… different now. 

You hand him a screwdriver and he murmurs a ‘thank you’ under his breath. The warehouse is warm and muggy, the humidity of the island condensing in the metal walls. The sun was starting to set, making the world outside a nice orange color. His shirt is unbuttoned, tie removed and cast aside to help him cool off. You watch the movement of his muscles under his tan skin. Humans are such complex machines, every muscle working in tandem to create a functional person who walks and talks and eats and breathes. You never found it so fascinating before watching Hinata work.

He extends his hand to you, palm up, and you hand him a wrench. He glances at it, before correcting you. “Philip’s head, please.” His smile tells you he isn’t upset, but even still, you find yourself embarrassed for inconveniencing him. You hand him the Philip’s Head screwdriver and watch as he returns to meticulously unscrewing the tiniest screws you’ve ever seen. He puts so much care into every movement, careful not to scratch the metal as he works. 

“Hinata…” Your voice comes out just above a whisper, as if disturbing the silence between you two will get you in trouble. He hums in acknowledgement, waiting for you to continue. Picking at your fingertips, you bring your knees to your chest. “Uh… do you like… playing games?”

“Yeah,” He replies, not taking his eyes off the wires and panels before him. “I really liked playing this one fighting game, before everything. I didn’t always have someone to play it with, though. Online matches with strangers just aren’t the same.”

“I get that.” Nodding softly, the anxious picking ceases. “I used to play computer games when I was a kid. I had this wizard game where you could choose your house and what kind of magic you used… but I never played it for long because it wasn’t as cool, playing all alone.”

“Lonely kids end up in their own head a lot.” He muses, removing a panel from the inside of the machine and setting aside with all its screws. “Nobody is around to hear their ideas, so they end up internalizing it. They call us daydreamers because we spend so much time off in our own little worlds, where we’ve got all these made up people that listen to us talk about our hobbies. They poke fun at us, without realizing that if they would just talk to us a little, we would start daydreaming a little less.”

Unsure of what to say, you hum softly. Acknowledging he’s been heard without providing anything meaningful. Handing him tools while having no clue what he’s doing, how he’s fixing this thing, if he’s fixing it at all.

“That’s what you do, right?” Finally, his eyes raise to you. Glistening in the setting sunlight, heterochromatic irises bore into your soul like he can see through you. It’s exposing. But not unsafe. “You’re always so holed up in your head. Even I struggle to figure out what you’re thinking a lot of the time.”

“I think lots of things.” You shrug. “I don’t get what’s so important about my thoughts.”

And he laughs. Not a mocking sound, but one of disbelief. “How could you not get it?” He asks as he calms his breath. “They’re important because they’re what make you, you. Learning how you think helps me understand you better.”

“There’s nothing to understand.” Your head tilts. “I’m nobody important. I never have been. But you? You’re the most talented person to ever exist. You could bring this world to its knees - and you have, only to help it stand back up again. And you let me watch you do things like this. Something so simple and so complex. Something so mundane and so fascinating. You could throw me into the ocean and I would watch with stars in my eyes, Hinata.”

Maybe you’re being weird. Maybe you’re not making sense. Because the look he’s giving you is one you can’t describe. Eyes wide, mouth hanging open. It lasts only a split second before he chuckles, looks away, focusing back on the machine before him. “Oh, stop. You’ll make me blush.”

You do as told. You were definitely being weird, but something told you it was not necessarily a bad thing.

The next morning, you are alone on dish duty. Usually, when you have a chore, Hinata uses that time to start on other tasks, and when you’re done you hunt him down so you can watch quietly. Today, however, Hinata did not come to breakfast. This concerns you. He’s smarter than to skip meals in the pursuit of productivity. When the last plate is on the drying rack and you have nothing more to do, you go to his cottage. If he isn’t coming to breakfast, then he might have slept in. It’s unlike him, but with how thin he spreads himself at times, it wouldn’t surprise you.

Knocking on his cottage door, you hear some shuffling before it’s pulled open a crack, Hinata’s face peeking out. His tired eyes take a moment to focus on you. “Oh. Hey. I was wondering if you’d drop by.” His voice is thick with sleep and congestion. You feel the frown settle on your face. “You’re sick.”

“Yep. Woke up with a fever. Mikan said I should just stay in bed, and she’ll be by to check up on it later.”

“Have you eaten?” Your head tilts, eyes narrowing at him. He shifts slightly, leaning against the door frame. “Not yet, no. I’m really not hungry, so I put it off.”

“It’s almost eleven in the morning!” You exclaim, attempting to push past him, but it’s kinda like pushing against a wall. He watches as you struggle for a moment, then quietly sigh. “Would you please let me in?” You ask, your voice even softer than usual.

“There you go.” Hinata steps back, allowing you to walk into his cottage. It’s the same layout as yours and everyone else’s. Exactly what you would expect. Grabbing him by the arm, you yank as hard as you can towards the bed. Maybe it’s just him taking pity on you, but he lets you drag him over and shove him down, dragging the blanket over him with a mildly amused smile on his face. When you step back, he looks up at you with a chuckle. “Having fun?”

“Stay in bed. I’ll go get you some rice.” You huff softly, frustrated at his almost sarcastic tone, but the shift in his expression startles you. You’ve seen that before. When he failed to wake Komaeda for the third time. When he found Imposter’s body under a table. As Izuru Kamukura stared down at Chiaki Nanami.

That’s real sorrow.

“I’ll wait here.” He replies, as if he has no problem with you leaving. As if he’s perfectly fine with it.

He could be tricking you. Manipulating you into… something. He’s got every talent locked away up there in that head of his. 

But he’s never once given you a reason not to trust him. Even if it goes against what comes out of his mouth, you trust him.

“I guess… I can stay a while. See if you get hungry later.” You shrug, moving towards his cottage door and closing it. “It’d be better if someone was here to keep an eye on you, anyway.”

He doesn’t suddenly perk up. It’s more like he relaxes, resting fully in his bed and letting his eyes drift shut with a sigh. “If that’s what you want.” He mumbles, tiredness clear in his voice. Picking at your fingertips, you move over to sit on the edge of his bed, staring at his face.

Hajime Hinata is not the same boy you met on that artificial beach. That Hinata was a lost, confused, awkward boy who constantly looked like he was on the verge of a panic attack. Not that you blamed him, necessarily. But he put aside his anxieties when he realized he had to step up. When he realized that with ‘Togami’ gone, there was nobody to band everyone together. To point to the future and demand you all move towards it.

As he lays before you miserably, though, you consider all of your time with him outside of the program. He’s always been calm, warm, inviting. A comforting presence that made you feel like no matter how dicey things got, there was still a future to look forward to. Like he would never let anything bad happen to you, not as long as he was around to get in its way.

It makes you wonder how much of that is real. How much of his encouragement is meant for himself just as much as it is for everyone else? Before your death in the program, even though Hinata stepped up to take the lead, he still held this nervous air about him. He wasn’t made of steel. Nothing could make watching your friends drop like flies any easier.

Nothing could make the consequences of your actions any easier. That rang true for him, too, you realized. You feel silly for depending on him blindly for so long, as if he was some untouchable god who couldn’t be harmed. The man you revered, the man you once wished to high heavens would grant you the honor of choking the life from your body, is now laying in bed with a slight fever and probably a tummy ache. 

“Thinking anything important?” His voice, soft and gravelly and thick with sickness, pulls you from your train of thought. You consider how you should respond for a moment. He’s asking because he wants to know. Is that right?

“I’m thinking about you.” You reply simply. His eyebrow raises, soft laughter rising from him. “Why?” He asks. Like there’s no reason for anyone to be thinking of him. No good reason, at least.

“Because you’re nice to think about.” You tell him. “Some things are difficult and unpleasant to think about. But not you.”

And he winces. And it hurts. Because that means he doesn’t believe you.

“I don’t see why.” His eyes flicker across the room, to nothing in particular. Refusing to make eye contact to make the interaction less vulnerable. “Like you said. I played a large hand in bringing the world to its knees. You saw me do it. You were miserable in all that destruction, and I’ve seen how my actions have haunted you.” Shifting slightly under his covers, now fully turning his head away from you. Even facing you is too much. “How could any of that be pleasant to think about?”

You give him a moment. A small pause, a moment of still air so he can find comfort for a bit. Vulnerability is hard. It only gets harder when you’ve been taken advantage of. You need to let him know that vulnerability is safe now. You need to say and do the right things so he knows that whenever he’s wearing thin, he can let his guard down around you, at the very least.

“That is not you.” You break the silence, voice quiet, but firm. “That was who they made you to be. And the moment you woke back up, and saw everything you had done, the first thing you did was try to fix it.”

He hums. A small, displeased noise from his throat. “I still did it. It’s the same face. Same body. Same hands. What’s it matter if my brain was stirred up or not?”

This time when you pause, it’s to think. Think, think, think. What would Hinata say to you, if it were you in this position right now?

“If a person who had too much to drink is offered sex by a sober person, and they accept, only to feel as though it were a mistake the next morning, what is that?” You ask. Hinata’s eyes widen slightly, a light pink blush rising to his cheeks at the bluntness of your phrasing. He clears his throat. “That’s… they were taken advantage of. The sober person took advantage of them when they were vulnerable.”

“That’s right.” You nod. “And when a pop star takes a teenage fan backstage, telling her how mature she is for her age. You know what that is, don’t you?”

He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have to.

“Do you see the point I’m trying to make, Hinata?” You scoot closer to him, reaching out a hand to rest it on his shoulder. “You were not in your right state of mind when you made those decisions. Yes, you still made them. And now you have to deal with the consequences. But when it comes down to it, from every angle you could possibly look at it, you were taken advantage of.”

He curls in on himself, pulling his shoulder away from your palm. Silent. Uncomfortable. Far, far too vulnerable. Fuck. You said the wrong thing, didn’t you? You made it worse. How can you make him less vulnerable? That’s what he needs. He’s already in his bed, under his blankets… this should be a safe space for him. Maybe it’s amplified because he’s not feeling well? If you can’t make him feel any less vulnerable, there has to be something. Maybe if you make yourself more vulnerable, so that in comparison, he feels less exposed?

Exposed. That’s it.

Having settled in your train of thought, you reach up and tug your shirt off over your head, letting it drop to the floor next to the bed. That gets Hinata’s attention. His face lights up a bright shade of red, his eyes immediately focused on your forehead and nothing but your forehead. “W-what are you doing?!” He nearly squeaks, a sound you haven’t heard from him before. It’s cute. You can’t help but giggle as you stand, fiddling with the button of your pants. “I’m being vulnerable!” You reply, as if that answered any of his actual questions.

Your pants drop to the floor, leaving you in your underwear before him. He splutters, finally sitting up. “Why are you undressing?! That’s… that’s really not necessary!”

“I’m vulnerable.” You repeat, turning to face him. The air in the cottage is cold and you feel the instinct to wrap your arms around yourself, to hide behind your hands, but you don’t grant yourself the option. This is about him. Not you. “So you don’t need to hide. I’m naked, and I’m not hiding.”

“Th-that’s… not how this works.” He sighs, scooting off the bed and standing up, taking the blanket with him. Lifting it up, he wraps it around your shoulders, cloaking your body in its warmth. “Sometimes people just… feel bad. And you need to let them feel that way. They need to process those emotions, and it’s a lot easier when someone is there.”

He meets your eyes, at long last, and suddenly you feel silly. 

“I’ve never… done this before.” You breathe. “I’m trying to do it right. I’m sorry that I’m not good at it yet.”

“I know,” He sighs, but his lips twitch up into a soft smile. “But you’re doing your best. And I really do appreciate it.”

Licking your lips, searching for the right words. Something, something needs to come out. Something needs to be said. To fill the silence. To ease your mind. “I… um…” He waits, patiently. Lets you rack your brain and fumble with the words, trying to slot them together, desperate to form a sentence. “I… want… uh, you.” You manage finally. His eyebrows raise as your cheeks grow warmer. “I-I mean, um. I want. To be with you. To be there for you.”

And he laughs. And it’s good.

“You’re always there for me.” He says in between breaths. “There’s hardly a moment I spend without you.” A brief pause. A hand on the back of his neck. “That’s not a bad thing, by the way.”

You stare at his face. This is Hajime Hinata. The most talented man on the planet. And right now, you finally feel like you truly stand next to him as his equal.

“Hajime,” You mumble. His eyes gleam, his smile growing. The late morning sun from the window bounces off his cheek. You swallow hard. “I want… um…” Searching. Searching. The words won’t form, they won’t slot together, not easily anyway. He sees your growing frustration and grants you a reprieve. “If you can’t find the words, can you show me?” He asks.

Words are not your strong suit. But actions speak much, much louder.

He’s granted you permission. You step forward, closer to him, raising your hands to the back of his head to cradle it. His soft hair between your fingers. He tilts his head down to watch your expression as you tug him closer. His skin is warm under your hand. His lips part and the tiniest puff of air leaves them as he catches on. You let the moment sit, giving him the chance to pull back, but he doesn’t. Instead, he leans forward, catching you off guard as your lips connect a second before you expected them to.

His lips are soft and warm. He tastes like honey and comfort. He smells like cotton balls and summer evenings. Like golden hour, when the sun bathes the world in an orange hue. He’s gentle with you, wrapping his arms around your torso to pull you closer. The blanket falls, and you are safe. There is no reason to hide.

He’s the first one to pull back, breathing deeply. You chase after him, rising to your tiptoes to capture his lips again. He grunts, but doesn’t push you off. His arms hold you tighter against him, his hand trailing down to your lower back and pressing his palm flat against the bare skin. You tilt your head as the kiss becomes more feverish, and it isn’t long before you feel his tongue press against your lower lip. You open your mouth, letting him in. Giving yourself over to him. He groans softly against you and a chill runs down your spine.

It’s you who makes the first move to take things further, pushing him backwards onto his bed. It’s then you know that this is something he wants. Had he been against the idea, your attempts at moving him would have been completely fruitless. That thought gives you the confidence to straddle his lap, caging him in with your thighs. In this position, it’s you who has to lean down in order to keep your mouths connected. Your hands move to cup his cheek, thumb brushing over his soft skin. This time it’s you who pulls away, gasping for air, but you’re a bitch on a mission now. 

Tugging at the hem of his shirt, he leans back and raises his arms so you can lift it over his head, discarding it across the room. You’ll pick it up later. For now, you need to be all over him. You need your actions to speak, because god knows you suck at it. You need him to know.

Leaning in again, you tuck your head into the crook of his neck, letting your tongue drag along his sun kissed skin. You touch your teeth to his pulse point and he tenses underneath you, which you take as your cue to bite down. He groans, hand on your lower back sliding down further to squeeze your ass. You let out a huff of air against his neck before traveling downwards, biting and kissing and pausing on one spot in particular to suck at the soft skin until a purple-ish bruise has formed beneath your lips. Mark him. Everyone should know he’s vulnerable to you right now. If you could, you’d announce it to every single person on the planet.

You travel lower, lips grazing the skin of his bare chest, planting kisses and looking up at his red, focused face through your eyelashes. He has a big chest, soft and squishy under your mouth. He finally moans as you take his left nipple into your mouth, flicking your tongue over it. He’s so warm, so soft. Like putty in your hands. Er, mouth. No, don’t think about how gross having putty in your mouth would be. Focus. 

You lift your right hand to his opposite pec, squeezing the soft flesh in your palm. Hinata breathes heavily, each puff of air coming out shaky, staring down at you with hazy eyes. You pinch his nipple between your thumb and index finger while sucking hard on his other one, and his voice jumps in volume, his hands coming to rest on your hips and squeeze the skin there. “Th-that’s-” He swallows, cut off by a groan as you suck again. “That’s- so good. You’re so good. Oh, sweetheart…” He murmurs the pet name and it sends a wave of electricity through your body, moaning softly against his tit before popping off, looking up at him with a bit of drool falling from your lips. You can feel how hard he is through his pajama pants, and you grind down against him, watching him toss his head back as he grips your hips tighter. 

A sharp inhale through his teeth, and the next thing you know you’re on your back. He hovers over you, knee planted in the mattress between your thighs, hands at either side of your head. For a moment, he doesn’t move, eyes searching your face. Waiting. A question without speaking a single word. Is this okay?

Of course it’s okay. Because it’s you.

His lips meet yours again, feverish and almost desperate. His leg rises until his thigh is pressed firmly into your groin, shifting his hips to give you a bit of friction. You whine into his mouth and buck your hips upwards, into his leg, and in return he presses it against you even further. Meanwhile, his lips shift from your mouth to your cheek, down to your neck. You turn your head to give him room while he nips and sucks at the skin, making you squirm beneath him. He slides his hands under your back to hold you closer as he sucks a mark on the side of your neck, just as you did with him a moment ago. The two of you find a rhythm, you raising your hips as he presses his thigh into you, repeating the motion until you’re physically shaking, pawing desperately at his shoulders as a whine drags out of you.

He sits up a bit, heterochromatic eyes meeting yours with mischief behind them. “What is it, baby?” He asks, feigning innocence. You huff, wiggling your hands between your bodys to tug the waistband of your underwear down. Well, as far down as you can get it. Hinata’s leg is still in the way, and he doesn’t seem to have any intention of moving. You glare up at him and he chuckles. “What? Why are you frustrated?” Removing one hand from below you, he brushes a strand of hair out of your face. “You’ve gotta learn to talk to me, precious.” 

“I-I…” Licking your dry lips. Think. Think. “I-I want… I need…” Searching. He’s being so patient with you, still meeting the motion of your hips and still hanging off every sound that leaves your lips. You whimper. “Hajime, I need you. Pretty please, sweetpea?”

“Sweet-” He chokes on the word, eyelids fluttering briefly before, quick as a flash, your underwear and his pajama pants have both been discarded. His cock, finally free from its confinement, feels blazing hot as he rubs it against your sex, hands grabbing your hips and lifting them up off the bed with little effort. You watch the head pop up over the curve of your belly and moan, spreading your legs further for him. He pulls back and you can feel the tip against your entrance, pausing there, hesitant. He casts one last glance up to your face, searching for permission, but he doesn’t need to look hard in order to find it.

He’s thick. He moves slowly to ease you into the stretch, but god nothing could prepare you for how full he was making you. You lift a hand to bite down on your knuckle, squeezing your eyes shut while you try to force yourself to relax. He removes one hand from your hip to cradle your cheek, shushing you. “I know, I know. Just a bit more. You can take it, can’t you, precious?”

You let out a soft whine at the pet name, nodding your head as you drag your eyes open to look up at him. He’s watching you with such focus, monitoring your breathing patterns to ensure he isn’t hurting you. A bit more pushing and his thumb brushes over your lower lip. “It’s all in, baby. Let me know when I can move.” 

“Mm-hmm…” You hum in response, trying to keep your breathing steady while your body adjusted. You feel full to the brim, like any more and you would burst like a water balloon. He’s inside you. Hinata’s really inside you. He’s sharing this moment with you when he could be doing anything else. Like resting, since he had a fever. Shit. Should he be participating in something like this if he’s sick?

A moment later and you finally start to relax, breathing a soft sigh as the tension releases from your body and the discomfort starts to fade. You lower your hand from your mouth to hold onto the bed sheets, looking up to meet eyes with Hinata. He nods once and slowly pulls his hips back, groaning as he feels out every inch of you. You arch your back as he pushes back in, still struggling to comprehend how far he stretches you. He’s so, so warm and the sounds he’s making as he drags himself back again are driving you wild.

He’s moving so slow. Being so gentle. He leans over and plants kisses on your neck and chest, groaning against your skin, making your head feel light. Words are suddenly even harder to come by, but you’re certainly trying, afraid that if you don’t he’ll stop. “H-haaaa… Hajimeee…” You drag out his name, clinging to the last syllable like it’s your lifeline. Breathing hard, he lifts his head to look at you with a questioning hum. Find the words. Say something. “M… more, Hajime…”

His eyes widen, pupils dilating. His grip on your hip tightens and he swallows hard. “S… say again..?” He mumbles, as though he hadn’t heard you the first time. You know he did. He just wants to hear it again. 

“M-more. More, sweetpea.” You repeat, throwing in the nickname he seemed to love so much. That’s what gets him to finally let loose, a groan escaping him as he buries his head in the crook of your neck and starts pounding into you. His pace is relentless, and he reaches so deeply inside of you that you’re starting to wonder how you ever managed to get off with just your fingers. Nothing could compare to this. Nothing could compare to him.

The most talented man on the planet has his cock inside of you. Hajime Hinata is fucking you into his bedsheets, he’s moaning and groaning into your ear while you squirm and cry underneath him. He’s not being rough, he’s not hurting you, and it feels so, so good. If the version of you from a year or two ago could see you now, they would call you an idiot and a coward for leaving yourself so open for him. They would cackle and wait to see your throat slit.

God, would that version of you be jealous.

“Haji- me-” You gasp, releasing his bedsheets to drag your nails down his back. He groans, his speed picking up just a bit. Lifts his head just a bit, just enough to get the words out. “W-what- fuck- what is it?”

“Boobs,” You whimper. “Mouth. In.”

“... What?” His brow furrows, struggling to understand.

“I want your boobs.” You manage to get out. “I wanna suck your boobs.”

“My boobs?” He repeats, sounding flabbergasted at the idea. “Right now?”

You whine loudly, a frustrated sound, and he nods. “Okay, okay, here.” Readjusting, straightening his spine so his chest hovered over your face. You latch onto his right nipple, taking the soft bud into your mouth and swirling your tongue around it, feeling the muscles in his back tense at the feeling. His voice drops an octave when he moans, gripping his bedsheets for dear life. “O-oh, god, that’s- ah!” He cries out when you ever-so-gently bite down, arms beginning to shake as they support his weight.

He starts fucking you harder, his movements getting less precise, his chest heaving with every breath to the point where you had to time your little nibbles at his skin with his inhales so you could actually reach him. “Y-y-you’re so- you’re so good, fuck-” He mumbles, the praise making you suddenly aware of the pressure in your lower belly, the pool of heat that’s quickly reaching its boiling point. He swallows hard before he speaks again. “You’re m-mine, you’re so warm and- and precious, I-” You moan against his nipple and he tenses. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum. I-I- you’re gonna make me cum like that…”

He almost sounds surprised, as if he wasn’t expecting it to actually happen, but that only encourages you. You bring a hand around to pinch his left nipple while you suck on his right, raising your legs to wrap them around him. His hips snap into you so roughly you can hear the slapping sound it’s creating echoing off the walls, and it sounds heavenly. He claws at the bedsheets, desperation growing in his voice. “You’re so good, you’re precious, I-I’m gonna…” He pants hard, whining when you pop your mouth off to give your neck a break, but seeming relieved when your other hand comes around to occupy his nipple in the meantime. He peers down at you from an odd angle and you tilt your head to meet his hazy eyes. “A-are you…?” He murmurs. You nod, your own heavy breathing doing nothing to soothe the raging fire in your abdomen. You were wound up so tightly, a spring about to snap. Hinata knows this. He shifts his hips just a bit and finds just the right spot, and seconds later every hair on your body stands on end as you come undone. Clenching hard around him, arching your back as shockwaves of white heat unspool and leave you trembling as you come down. 

Hinata doesn’t let up as you’re cumming. He doesn’t even slow down. Even as you start whimpering from the overstimulation, he only pushes himself in deeper, a feat you had no clue was even possible. “Shh, it’s okay, you’re okay-” He soothes, threading his fingers through your hair. “You can take it, can’t you? My precious little bumblebee? My everything?”

Tears prick your eyes. They cascade down your cheeks. His everything? You nod.

“Good, good,” His breath hitches, “oh, sweetheart, you take me so well.” nudges one of your hands, still resting on his chest, encouraging you to touch him again. “I’m gonna cum for you. Is that what you want?”

You nod, rubbing your thumb over his nipple and whining softly. He tenses. “More of that, bumblebee, and I’ll cum for you. All for you.” Those words send a shiver down your spine and you pinch his nipple, moving your other hand to rub the opposite one. Hinata’s mouth drops open and he presses his hips firmly against yours as he finally cums, the feeling of his cock pulsing and throbbing inside of you sending more tears down your cheeks.

He slows to a stop, and for a moment the two of you just lay there, breathing heavily. Then he pulls himself out and rolls over, flopping down on the bed next to you. You can feel his cum leaking out of your aching hole, but you’re far, far too tired to do anything about it. Instead, you scoot closer to him and he wraps his arms around you, holding you close. He smooths your hair back, pushing loose strands out of your face.

Neither of you say anything. You both already know.

After a bit of laying together like this, eventually, the two of you get up to take a shower. His big, warm hands help you scrub your back and scratch a spot you just barely can’t reach. He leans down and lets you scrub at his hair, and you watch the tension in his shoulders release as you rinse out the soap, careful not to get it in his eyes.

You tug your clothes on, and grab him some breakfast. Rice and some water. Something easy on his stomach. On your way back, you stop by your cottage. You grab some spare clothes. The radio that plays nothing but white noise. A few of your favorite books. You bring it all to him, and the smile on his face when he sees it tells you that you both had the same thing in mind.

Curled up next to him on his bed while he eats his rice, you read quietly to him while the radio drones on in the background. 

Lonely kids tend to stick together.

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[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Danganronpa Masturbation OneShots 🥵🍆✊🏽💦

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/YhNFcuV

by Mondos_Sl_t07

Ever Wonder how your favorite Ultimates Jack It? Well I’m Here to Give it To You! Each Chapter will be a character’s scenario to when they jack off/ rub one out, and everyone is 16+ So ENJOY 😉 🔥 🍑

Words: 475, Chapters: 1/48, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa Series, Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc, Super Dangan Ronpa 2, New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Iruma Miu, Nanami Chiaki, Yamada Hifumi, Komaeda Nagito, Hanamura Teruteru, Yonaga Angie, Chabashira Tenko, Gokuhara Gonta, K1-B0 (Dangan Ronpa)

Relationships: Kirigiri Kyoko/Naegi Makoto, Fukawa Touko/Togami Byakuya, Asahina Aoi/Ogami Sakura, Hagakure Yasuhiro/Yonaga Angie, Kuwata Leon/Maizono Sayaka, Fujisaki Chihiro/Nanami Chiaki, Oowada Mondo/Reader, Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo, Enoshima Junko/Kamukura Izuru, Hinata Hajime/Reader, Sonia Nevermind/Soda Kazuichi, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko/Pekoyama Peko, Nidai Nekomaru/Owari Akane, Koizumi Mahiru/Saionji Hiyoko, Mioda Ibuki/Tsumiki Mikan, Sonia Nevermind/Tanaka Gundham, Akamatsu Kaede/Saihara Shuichi, Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito, Oma Kokichi/Yumeno Himiko, Amami Rantaro/Reader, Hoshi Ryoma/Reader, Shinguji Korekiyo/Tojo Kirumi, Chabashira Tenko/Yumeno Himiko, Enoshima Junko/Shirogane Tsumugi, Celestia Ludenberg/Togami Byakuya

Additional Tags: Masturbation, Smut, One Shot

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[leonwrites4u]

Updated list of what I will & won't write for!!!!

What I will write for

Danganronpa

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Ouran High School Host Club

Genshin Impact

Inside Job

The Owl House

Amphibia

Feel Free To Request

Fluff

Crack

Headcanons

One shots

Character x reader

Angst

Platonic relationships

What I Will Not Write For

Non-con

Pedophilia

Smut

Anything else that isn't appropriate or gross

Characters I will gladly write for (favorites)

Danganronpa: Rantaro Amami, Makoto Naegi, Izuru Kamukura, Kazuichi Souda, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Shuichi Saihara, Kaito Momota

JoJos Bizarre Adventure: Rohan Kishibe, any JoJo, Any SDC, Suzi Q, Yukako Yamagishi, Koichi Hirose

Ouran High School Host Club: The twins (seperately) Tamaki, Kyoya, Mori

Genshin Impact: Kaeya, Chongyun, Any Anemo boy, Kujou Sara, Thoma, Ayato, Xingqiu, Tartaglia, Arataki Itto, Kuki Shinobu

Inside Job: Reagan Ridley, Brett Hand, Andre Lee, Ron Staedler

The Owl House: Luz Noceda, Amity Blight, Hunter, Willow Park, Gus Porter, Eda & Lilith Clawthorne, Collector

Amphibia: Anne Boonchoy, Marcy Wu, Sasha Waybright

Characters I Will Not Write For

Danganronpa: Junko Enoshima

JoJos Bizarre Adventure: TBA

Ouran High School Host Club: Any lobelia student

Genshin Impact: Fatui Harbingers (Until there's more information about them)

Inside Job: TBA

The Owl House: Belos/Philip Whittebane

Amphibia: Any frog

Feel free to request!! I'm always happy to write for you all !

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[izurusstuff]

message from junkosstuff: hello my lovelies, it’s time to write smut for my highest kin with a reader that has my ultimate >:)

cw: smut. straight up smut. sex, even. praising. mentions of bullying. also, this is a fem!reader

summary: you’re a student at hope’s peak academy, and your ultimate gets you bullied due to its nerdy nature. however, one student you crossed paths with a few times comforts you ;)

Multiplication (Ultimate Mathematician Fem!Reader x Izuru Kamukura Smut)

Once again, you sat eating your lunch in the library. It’s not like you were complaining about it, to be fair. You just took this as an opportunity to work on your ultimate, which happened to be nothing but math. After all, it was relaxing to rearrange all the numbers in your head. The way you could plug them in to get a different outcome- it was soothing, all of it.

What wasn’t soothing, though, was the cruel remarks of your classmates while you were at lunch. All you were doing was simply standing in line, yet Togami had to purposefully trip you and make you drop your lunch all over yourself… his cruel and apathetic words rang in your head over and over, which was so bad that not even numbers could help.

“Look at you… on the floor covered in your own filth like the pathetic excuse of a human you are. Have you not learned your place here? Your ultimate sounds smart, but you’re utterly useless in the grand scheme of life.”

Ouch. You knew he was mean, but that was just another level of cruelty. So cruel, in fact, that you hadn’t even noticed the tears rolling down your face that landed on your book.

“If you’re going to break down in the library, could you do it quieter?”

The new voice caused you to whip your head around, in which you noticed the familiar boy you’ve started to consider a friend; Izuru Kamukura. Much to his discretion, he didn’t expect you to look so… pitiful when you were upset. If you didn’t know any better, you could almost detect the sense of regret in his eyes.

“S-sorry. I’ll go-”

“No. Stay. I have no other source of entertainment here. Everything is boring.”

Did… Izuru actually find you interesting? Maybe you were just delusional. You were probably daydreaming this to make yourself feel better. Well, you thought it was a dream.

That was, until Izuru sat across from you as he stared straight into your eyes with a hint of concern.

“Tell me… who did this to you?”

“I-it doesn’t matter, Izu-”

“But it does. You’re sitting here across from me with tears rolling down your face. Does that not matter?”

His voice was actually sort of comforting, which was the last thing you expected. Wasn’t he supposed to be some emotionless monster? Because he was an absolute sweetheart to you. Especially during moments like these.

“I’m fine, really… Thank you.”

After your words of reassurance, you could’ve sworn you saw his lips twist into a slight smile. It was refreshing; his presence alone was like the breath of fresh air you take after being underwater for too long. His smile was even better. When you knew it was there, it was as if your jailed heart was freed from its bounds.

Little to both his and your knowledge, he felt the same way.

Izuru turned his head to look around for a moment, which caused you to raise an eyebrow in curiosity. Was he searching for something? Was he embarrassed to be with you and wanted to be sure no one saw him? Great, now you felt worse- but Izuru could detect your emerging anxiety and rested his hand on yours. Although he didn’t say anything for a while, his gaze held all of the things he needed to express.

“Try to relax. I could never be ashamed of being with you. The only people who should be ashamed are the ones who can be so evil to a beautiful human.”

Wait, beautiful-? Did he just say-?

It didn’t matter; you didn’t have the chance to think. Before you could even object, you could feel his lips getting closer to yours. Of course, you leaned in almost instantly. For such a cold human, his lips were so warm. You could dare to separate from them, nor could he separate from yours. But sharing a passionate kiss at a table wasn’t the most optimal for privacy, so he slowly stood up without breaking the kiss. Eventually, he backed you up against a wall between the bookshelves, still engaging in the kiss. For some reason, you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, which caused a raspy groan to release from his mouth.

And that was when you felt something pressing against your lower region.

Both you and Izuru were growing more aroused by the second, which unfortunately broke the kiss. With your lips puffed and swollen from the excessive kissing, you gave the boy a look to make sure you were on the same page. Thankfully, he was able to pick up on it and he nodded before going back in to kiss you.

The kisses weren’t enough anymore. Both of you needed more, so you pulled away to nibble on his neck and leave a few marks. That was something he definitely couldn’t have predicted, which only excited him more as his hands made their way under your shirt. Izuru’s touch was so gentle. So precise. You could’ve sworn he was an angel with how graceful he was being with you.

As those delicate hands took off your shirt, you turned your face to the side in embarrassment. Kamukura, of course, wasn’t too fond of it and gently brought your chin back to face him.

“Look at me. You are… so beautiful. The most breathtaking thing this boring world has to offer. I refuse to let you think otherwise. Let me prove it to you.”

His soft praise made you blush, but you obviously nodded. After you tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear, you felt something warm prodding at your entrance. Apparently Izuru’s fingers made their way to your cunt while he was sweet talking you.

“So wet for me already. You’re truly adorable, Y/N.”

Before you could even say anything, you felt a finger slip inside of you, causing you to let out a gasp as a reflex. Since he knew you liked it, he added another one and began to move them in and out, making you moan in tune with his thrusting.

“Those sounds… they’re so pretty. You should make them more.”

It’s not like you really had a choice, but you allowed yourself to let out even more moans as your nails dug into his back. When you heard him wince in pain, you immediately felt bad, but he merely added another finger and sped up his pace as if he was rewarding you. Your special “reward” caused a knot to build up in your stomach, which you signaled to Izuru before he added his thumb into the mix. He used it to brush across your clit, ultimately making you cum on his fingers.

“As much as I enjoy those lovely noises, I don’t want to overstimulate you, perhaps we should-”

You didn’t let him finish his sentence. Your lips attached to his yet again, this time rutting against his groin as he moaned.

“W…want you… more…”

Your neediness surprised him, but your boldness is what surprised you. You were so desperate just to feel him inside of you that you would do nearly anything, which Izuru slowly realized. He certainly didn’t mean to make you a sex-crazed slut in that moment, but he wasn’t going to complain.

“Then take off your clothes for me, will you?”

You did as he asked on near instant instinct, but you added your own little twist to give him a show. Neither of you had any idea where this version of you came from, but you couldn’t care less. Izuru couldn’t either, because seeing your bare body mesmerized him. Looks like you were able to put the world’s most powerful human under a spell of lust, because he grabbed your thighs and slammed into you without warning.

“Forgive me for being rough, I just couldn’t… wait for this-”

Izuru grunted out, his words punctuating with his thrusting. Each one made you more and more desperate for him to ruin you; babbles spilled out of your mouth as he smirked at your eagerness. All that was comprehensible were the little moans of his name, which drove him insane. He wanted to ruin you in that moment, but he couldn’t allow himself to do that to someone so innocent and pure.

“I-Izuruuu! I-I’m so close! P-please don’t stop! I love y-you!”

You couldn’t even stop yourself from your confession of love because of how good he was railing you. Instead of responding, he pressed your lips together and gently cupped your face as his forehead rested against yours. You weren’t the only one in love.

“Me too… you’re doing so good for me, darling. Just like that…”

And with those words, you came undone around your friend’s cock. You could feel that he was close too, because though the quivering legs, you felt the throbbing before a warm sensation spilled out inside of you.

“I…I love you too, Y/N…”

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #izuru kamakura #danganronpa izuru #izuru kamukura #izuru kamakura x reader #izuru kamakura x reader smut #izuru kamukura smut #izuru kamakura smut #danganronpa smut

[findroleplay]

Heya, I'm Vee, 18+ years old, female (she/her) from the CET timezone! I'm looking for a few new Fandom Roleplays!

I'm looking for Canon x OC, FxM only (will double for AxA) and very much offer to Double! I only roleplay on Discord.

I am semi-literate to literate. I can write a couple paragraphs, but I prefere not having too much pressure when it comes to length. I usually type around the max. length on Discord, sometimes more. But somedays it might be a bit less.

I write my OC in first person and the character I double as (plus any additional ones) in third person.

I am in college and not the most active (most likely no rapid fire), yet I try to answer regularly and ask of my partner to be patient. Roleplaying is just a hobby for me, so I don't wanna force myself to reply, if I still got work to do or wanna spend my freetime with something else.

I am a big fan of Romance, Angst and Drama! I also like mature themes and topics, like unhealthy relationships, perhaps some yandere here and there and a couple AUs! Smut is possible, yet would I prefere to let it be an afterthought, instead of the whole story.

I also enjoy love triangles (or squares) and am always up to also double for those!

When it comes to Fandoms, those are the ones that I'm looking for, as well as which characters I'd wanna pair my OC with. The coloured ones are my favourites! I can double up as any names characters, as well as a bunch more!

MY HERO ACADEMIA:

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Denki Kaminari, Eijirou Kirishima, Hanta Sero, Yuga Aoyama, Mashirao Ojiro, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hitoshi Shinso, Neito Monoma, Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, Yo Shindo, Inasa Yoarashi, Seiji Shishikura, Natsu Todoroki, Rody Soul, Shota Aizawa, Keigo Tamaki/Hawks, Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum, Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye, Enji Todoroki/Endeavour, Toshinori Yagi/All Might, Kai Chisaki/Overhaul, Touya Todoroki/Dabi, Jin Bubaigawara/Twice, Atsuhiro Sako/Mr. Compress, Shuichi Iguchi/Spinner, Tomura Shigaraki

DANGANRONPA:

Byakuya Togami, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Mondo Owada, Leon Kuwata, Nagito Komaeda, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Gundham Tanaka, Kazuichi Soda, Hajime Hinata, Izuru Kamukura, Nekomaru Nidai, Gonta Gokuhara, Kokichi Ouma, K1B0, Shuichi Saihara, Kaito Momota, Rantaro Amami, Ryoma Hoshi, Korekiyo Shinguji

MIRACULOUS:

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine/Viperion, Felix Graham de Vanilly, Kim le Chien

PERCY JACKSON:

Percy Jackson, Luke Castellan, Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Apollo, Frank Zhang, Octavian

XENOBLADE CHRONICLES:

Shulk, Reyn, Dunban, Kallian, Rex, Zeke, Jin, Malos, Mikhail, Akhos, Adam, Minoth, Hugo, Noah, Lanz, Taion, Isurd, Zeon, N, Bolearis, Aizel

FIRE EMBLEM:

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Ashe Ubert, Dedue Molinaro, Claude von Riegan, Chrom, Frederick, Stahl, Vaike, Lon'zu, Virion, Gaius, Henry, Gregor, Owain, Inigo, Yarne, Brady, Alm, Lukas, Gray, Tobin, Kliff, Clive, Forsyth, Python, Luthier, Conrad, Fernand, Berkut, Ryoma, Takumi, Xander, Leo, Odin, Laslow, Niles, Silas, Kaden

ZERO ESCAPE:

Junpei Tenmyouji, Santa/Aoi Kurashiki, Sigma Klim/Kyle Klim

AI: THE SOMNIUM FILES:

Kaname Date, Kuruto Ryuki, Saito Sejima, Moma Kumakura, Lien Twining, Gen Ishiyagane

13 SENTINELS: AEGIS RIM:

Shu Amiguchi, Nenji Ogata, Takatoshi Hijiyama, Keitaro Miura, Ei Sekigahara, Takemi Wajima

WAITING FOR SPRING:

Towa Asakura, Aya Kamiyama, Rui Miyamoto, Ryuuji Tada, Kyosuke Wakamiya

FRUITS BASKET:

Kyo Soma, Yuki Soma, Shigure Soma, Hatsuharu Soma, Momiji Soma, Kureno Soma, Akito Soma

SK8 THE INFINITY:

Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Miya Chinen, Kojiro Nanjo/Joe

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB:

Tamaki Suoh, Hikaru Hitachiin, Kaoru Hitachiin, Takashi Morinozuka, Kyoya Ootori

THE OWL HOUSE:

Hunter, Edric Blight

VOLTRON:

Lance McClain, Lotor, Keith Kogane

GOTHAM:

Ed Nygma, Victor Zsasz, Bruce Wayne, Jerome Valeska, Jeremiah Valeska

LEGENDS OF TOMORROW:

John Constantine, Leonard Snart, Mick Rory, Ray Palmer, Rip Hunter, Nate Heywood, Behrad Tarazi, Jefferson "Jax" Jackson

ANNE WITH AN E:

Gilbert Blythe, Jerry Baynard, Moody Spurgeon

STRANGER THINGS:

Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove

If interested, my Discord is: ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ#5078

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[dangandecadence]

How often does Ibuki like to doing very risky, public sexual acts to excite Izuru (since she knows he bores easily) How well does it work out?

“Behold! Ibuki squish!!”

She yelled out as she hugged Izuru from the back, her breasts smothering the back of his head as he carried her. His hands high up her tree trunk like thighs. A sigh came from Izuru as he side eyed his girlfriend before questioning her.

“And… what are you doing exactly?”

He questioned as Ibuki wiggled side to side, burying his head in her tits. She just giggled and jumped off, running ahead and spinning around.

“Duh!! Ibuki is cheering Izuru up! He’s so bored after all!”

She then spun back around and started to walk in front of Izuru… her skirt wasnt exactly appropriate. He could see the bottom of her ass and her skimpy black panties. Within just a moment, he was by her side, his hand firmly clenched on her ass cheek responding in a moan from her.

“I don’t remember saying to stop.”

Of course, now that she was on the receiving end of her smirking boyfriend, her face went bright pink as she whimpered like a sort of puppy.

“Zuru… no fair!!… m-more…?”

He just giggled as he gave it another squeeze. She had to bite her lips just to not burst out moaning in front of all these random people. Needless to say, Ibuki initiated everything but became more then flustered whenever Izuru actually followed through.

#danganronpa smut #smut #danganronpa roleplay #danganronpa ask blog #danganronpa rp #izuru kamukura #ibuki mioda

[sparkymalone]

Hey. Are you guys ready for something...

~*questionable*~?

Title: The One Filled With Despair (alternative title: The One With Murder-Fucking)(alternative title that isn't stupid: Black Widow)

Pairing: Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Izuru Kamukura

Rating: Filthy smut

Word Count: 3468

CONTENT WARNING: Sex, violence, literal murder-fucking. I am so sorry.

There was something freeing about giving in to despair. There were no rules or restrictions, no societal guidelines, nothing to tie you down at all. No expectations or responsibilities. No parental disapproval. Once you gave in to despair, you were completely free.

Fuyuhiko had never felt free before. It was a heady, intoxicating feeling. Not having to worry about his family or the clan. Not having to care what his father thought of him. Not having to put all of that before himself.

It was the first time he really, truly got to be himself.

He didn't need to put up a strong front anymore, because he didn't give a shit if anyone thought he was fit to lead the clan. He would just have Peko take care of anyone who opposed him. Besides, he was the only one left to lead, since he already killed his shithead parents.

He didn't need to pretend he didn't like cute shit, or sweets, or any of his other “embarrassing” interests, because who would be stupid enough to judge him now?

He didn't need to deny his sexuality anymore, either, for the same reasons. No one would dare say anything about him being gay now. And his father's approval didn't mean shit if he was dead. He was free to be as sinful as he wanted.

After the initial wave of violence and mayhem that the Remnants of Despair wreaked across the country, they were all mostly left to their own devices. They crossed paths from time to time, but for the most part, they all pursued their own desires, however dark or taboo those desires might be.

Fuyuhiko had the entire criminal underground at his beck and call, and Peko by his side to make sure his orders were obeyed. He had never felt so confident, so powerful, and the feeling gave him the courage to finally face his own wants.

He started small, approaching underlings he found attractive and yanking them into rough kisses. He took note of which ones responded positively, and once he built up enough courage, he took things further.

One evening, after a long day of mayhem and murder, Fuyuhiko called one of his underlings to his room. He wasted no time in seducing the man, sitting on his cock, and riding him until his virgin hole was too sore for him to walk. The underling had left confused but satisfied.

This began a long streak of sleeping with any of the men in the clan who expressed interest in Fuyuhiko. He would put out an open invitation, wait for one of the men to come to his room, and then ride them for all they were worth. Sex quickly became his favorite emotional outlet, the only thing that felt better than violence.

The first time he killed one of his lovers, it was an accident. In a moment of passion, he had wrapped his hands around the other man's neck. When his orgasm hit, he squeezed without thinking, and when he finally came down from his high, the man was limp and lifeless on top of him.

He panicked at first. Not because he had killed someone; at that point killing was second nature to him. He panicked because he had wasted a perfectly good lover like that… and he had enjoyed it.

It didn't take long for Fuyuhiko to try doing it again. He wrapped his hands around another sexual partner's throat, purring about how good he was going to make him feel. Then, while in the throes of climax, he strangled the life out of the other man. It felt fucking incredible, and Fuyuhiko had to stop himself from running out to find another lover that same night.

He was only able to do it a few more times before word began spreading through the clan. Finding a lover for the night became much harder, since none of the men wanted to get murdered. Fuyuhiko tried ordering them to fuck him, which worked, but that wasn't a permanent solution.

Eventually Fuyuhiko realized that, if he wanted the orgasmic rush of killing a lover, he was going to have to find partners elsewhere. He thought about tracking down some of the other Remnants, but that seemed like too much work. He tried using any Future Foundation members his men captured alive, but quickly discovered that it wasn't as fun if his partner wasn't willing.

So he formulated a new plan. On nights when he needed a lover, he would venture out into the streets alone (with Peko shadowing him, of course). He would target any soldiers or rioters out by themselves and see if he could lure them into his trap. His success rate was surprisingly high.

Fuyuhiko would lead his victim to a private location, fuck them, and kill them mid-climax. His favorite method was slitting his partner's throat while riding their cock, watching their lifeblood spill out of them as they spilled inside of him, but he would change it up from time to time.

Sometimes he would allow his lover to take him from behind, and when he felt his orgasm approaching, he would signal for Peko to stab the other man. She wasn't a fan of that method, but frankly, Fuyuhiko didn't give a shit. Feeling his lover's warm blood on his back while their hot cum filled his insides was positively euphoric.

One evening, while he was on the prowl, he encountered a familiar face. It took him a moment to remember where he knew the man from, but he realized he had run into him during the initial chaos.

Izuru Kamukura.

He was alone, standing stock-still atop a building, watching some sort of battle unfolding in the street below. Fuyuhiko stared up at him for a few minutes before making up his mind.

Making his way up to the rooftop, Fuyuhiko approached the stoic man. “Fancy meeting you here,” he called as he drew nearer.

Kamukura barely turned his head to look at him. “I suppose.”

Fuyuhiko raised an eyebrow, stopping next to the other man. “You don't normally come around. I would've seen you.”

Kamukura made a soft noise of acknowledgement, but said nothing.

After a long moment of silence, Fuyuhiko gritted his teeth. “So what the fuck are you doing here?”

The other man looked back down at the battle waging in the street. “Wandering.”

Now Fuyuhiko was getting annoyed. “Can you fuckin' elaborate a little? Christ, it's like I'm talking to a wall.”

Kamukura’s eyes flitted up to look at the yakuza leader, but he didn't turn his head. “I don't need to explain myself to you. It would be tedious.”

“Let me rephrase that,” Fuyuhiko growled. “Explain your ass, now, or get the fuck out of my territory.”

With a sigh, Kamukura finally faced him. “I am simply wandering. Observing the chaos. Trying to find something that isn't boring.”

Fuyuhiko studied him for a long moment. The man was really starting to piss him off. He had some nerve, distracting Fuyuhiko while he was on the prowl-

The yakuza leader suddenly remembered his purpose and started looking at Kamukura in a new light. He was a pain in the ass, but he was pretty nice to look at. A grin slowly spread across Fuyuhiko's face and his one golden eye glinted with malice.

“I have a way to entertain you,” he teased, moving forward to run a hand up Kamukura’s chest.

The long-haired man slowly furrowed his brow, as though he hadn't needed to express concern in a long time. He looked warily down at the hand that was now toying with his necktie. “What do you mean?”

Fuyuhiko’s smile grew. “Wanna fuck?”

Kamukura's expression shifted to one of almost-surprise. It was the most emotion Fuyuhiko had seen on him. “...Interesting.”

He didn't say anything else, so Fuyuhiko moved closer, gripping the front of his jacket. “Is that a yes?”

Kamukura seemed to be thinking about it, or maybe he just didn't want to respond. Fuyuhiko certainly couldn't tell. Finally, the taller man spoke. “...Yes.”

Feeling a rush of glee, Fuyuhiko used his grip on his clothes to crash his mouth into Kamukura's. He kissed him roughly, attacking with teeth and tongue while the other man stood there passively.

When he pulled away, Fuyuhiko glared up at his partner. “You better not just fuckin' starfish it, you hear me? Fuck me right or don't waste my time.”

“I will participate as much as I need to,” Kamukura responded, once again with no elaboration.

Fuyuhiko was getting used to it, though, and simply rolled his eyes. He grabbed the other man's tie and used it as a leash to pull him towards the stairs. “Let's go somewhere else.”

Kamukura remained unmoving for a moment before following behind the shorter man.

Initially, Fuyuhiko had planned on just leading the other man to the first secluded spot he could find, but he changed his mind. Somehow this felt different from seducing some random rioter, and as such, he decided that this deserved to be done in his own bed.

Kamukura's corpse would make such a good trophy, after all.

Fuyuhiko dragged the other man back to his base and straight to his room. Once they were inside, he locked the door behind them and shoved Kamukura towards the bed. He followed behind, swiftly shedding his own clothes.

Now completely nude, Fuyuhiko put his hands on his hips, glaring at Kamukura, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully-clothed. “Aren't you gonna take your clothes off?”

The long-haired man gave a slight shake of his head. “There's no need. Fully undressing would be a waste of energy.”

Fuyuhiko rolled his eyes, but didn't push the issue, choosing to straddle Kamukura's lap instead. “You're a real romantic, huh?”

“I don't believe romance has anything to do with this,” Kamukura replied snidely.

The yakuza leader let out a sharp laugh. “That's true.” He rocked his hips forward, grinding against the man underneath him, draping his arms around his neck. “Mmn… at least get your dick out.”

The taller man swiftly unbuttoned his pants, moving the fabric just enough to allow his cock to spring free. Fuyuhiko excitedly looked down, eager to see what he was working with.

“Wow,” he purred. “Look at this fuckin' thing…” He reached down, grasping Kamukura's cock and stroking it roughly. It was much more impressive than Fuyuhiko had expected, longer and thicker than his usual partners, and he felt his hole clench in anticipation.

Kamukura's hands came to rest on the blonde's hips, pulling him closer. “Do you have lubrication?”

Fuyuhiko snorted, jerking his partner with long languid strokes. “Don't need it.” He gave the other man a filthy grin. “I like a little pain with my pleasure, don't you?”

Raising an eyebrow, Kamukura said nothing. Instead, he guided Fuyuhiko's hips into place above his cock.

The yakuza leader caught his meaning immediately and gladly began lowering himself. He felt the head of Kamukura's erection pushing against his entrance for a moment before it slipped inside of him. Fuyuhiko let out a hiss of pain that quickly turned into a depraved moan. Being stretched so suddenly without lube hurt, but the pain mixed with pleasure in a heady combination that Fuyuhiko craved.

He keened at the intense sensation, slowly sinking all the way down Kamukura's cock until he was fully seated in his lap. Fuyuhiko chuckled low in his throat, running his tongue over his teeth. He looked up at his lover, eye wild. “Mmh… you're fuckin' huge…!”

Kamukura was watching him, as expressionless as ever. The only visible signs that he was feeling anything at all were his flushed cheeks and parted lips. He tightened his grip on Fuyuhiko's hips slightly, pulling him down hard, making sure he was buried as deep as possible.

Fuyuhiko groaned, obligingly grinding down onto Kamukura's dick, relishing in the stinging sensation. “Nng… Fuck, that's good,” he breathed. He grinned at his partner, rolling his hips. “‘M gonna ride you till you break.”

The taller man reached one hand up to curl around the back of Fuyuhiko's neck, pulling him closer. “You talk too much,” he growled before pulling the blonde into a bruising kiss.

It was the first time Kamukura had actively kissed him, and Fuyuhiko moaned excitedly. He kissed back, licking and biting at the other man's mouth as he slowly raised his hips. He lifted himself almost to the tip of Kamukura's cock, then slammed himself back down. The force of it punched a sharp moan out of him.

Fuyuhiko began bouncing on Kamukura's lap, plunging the other man's sizable cock into himself over and over. He moaned loudly, tugging at his partner's lips with his teeth.

Kamukura kept a tight hold on the smaller man's hips, pulling him down hard on each bounce. After a few minutes, he started bucking his hips up to meet each of Fuyuhiko's movements. His breathing was becoming more ragged, but he stayed mostly silent.

“Hah… Is this still ‘boring’?” Fuyuhiko asked between moans, rolling his hips down roughly. Kamukura didn't respond, so Fuyuhiko leaned in, kissing and biting the other man's neck, making sure to leave marks. “Moan, you bastard,” he growled.

His partner gave an indiscernible noise, but otherwise said nothing. He continued thrusting up into Fuyuhiko, however, so the yakuza leader decided it was fine.

It didn't take long for Fuyuhiko to near the edge. The sheer size of Kamukura's cock had it pressed against the smaller man's prostate with every thrust. He keened, bouncing harder in Kamukura's lap. “Oh fuck… I'm already getting close…!” He smirked hungrily at his partner, thinking about the best way to kill him. All he needed was for the long-haired man to come inside him and then his life was forfeit.

But he couldn't tell if Kamukura was close to coming. His expressionless face gave nothing away. Hell, Fuyuhiko could barely tell if he was enjoying the sex at all. It didn't help that his thoughts were being clouded by his own impending orgasm.

Finally, he decided to just ask. “Mmn… Does it feel good?” he purred, still riding his partner hard.

“Yes,” was the simple response, but from the way his hips bucked, it seemed like Kamukura was really enjoying himself.

Fuyuhiko moaned again, teetering dangerously on the edge. “A-Are you close?”

The other man was silent, and, for a moment, Fuyuhiko worried that he wasn't going to answer again. Kamukura finally replied, “Not yet.”

“What the fuck?” The blonde gasped as his lover's cock hit a particular sensitive spot. “Ahn…! Why not?!”

Kamukura's piercing red eyes focused on his face. “...I am… unsure,” he admitted. “It still feels very good.”

Fuyuhiko let out a frustrated whine. He was barely keeping his own orgasm at bay. “You… Mmn! You piece of shit,” he groaned. “You better fuckin' cum in me!”

The taller man furrowed his brow slightly, clearly thinking about something. He tightened his grip on Fuyuhiko's hips, pulling him down and holding him there. Before the blonde could protest, Kamukura flipped them over so that he was on top, pinning Fuyuhiko underneath him. He gave an experimental thrust, drawing a sharp moan from his partner.

“Oh fuck!” Fuyuhiko gasped. As soon as Kamukura began thrusting continuously, the smaller man felt his orgasm crash over him. He arched off the bed, mouth falling open in a loud moan, hands fisting in the sheets. It was the hardest he had ever climaxed without killing his partner.

Kamukura didn't let up, thrusting harder into Fuyuhiko's body. He made a soft noise as he watched him unravel. He sat up on his knees, gripping Fuyuhiko's waist as he fucked into him. His hips were the only part of his body that was moving, snapping forward in a perfect rhythm.

Fuyuhiko whined and squirmed, feeling oversensitive, but he didn't want Kamukura to stop. He wanted so much more, and he eagerly raised his hips to take his partner even deeper. “H-Holy shit…!” he moaned, grasping the sheets above his head.

His partner squeezed his waist a little tighter and continued pounding into him. Kamukura's emotionless facade was finally starting to crack - he was gritting his teeth and furrowing his brow, fully concentrated on how the other man felt wrapped around his cock.

“Nnh… ‘zat feel good~?” Fuyuhiko slurred, giving his lover a fucked-out grin. “You gonna cum in me~?”

“...Yes,” Kamukura replied breathlessly. “I'm getting close.”

The blonde clenched around him excitedly, moaning as he hit his sweet spot again. “Fuck yeah! Mmn, gimme your fuckin' cum!”

Kamukura closed his eyes and focused, chasing his climax while also driving Fuyuhiko towards a second orgasm.

Keening, Fuyuhiko rocked into each thrust. His body had never felt so incredible. He thought once more about how to kill Kamukura, but with the haze of lust over his mind, it was difficult to focus. Honestly, he was starting to reconsider the idea of murdering the other man, at least for now. If he was alive, that meant that he could fuck Fuyuhiko stupid like this again, which was way more appealing than the temporary rush of killing his lover.

So, even as his second climax approached, Fuyuhiko's hands stayed tangled in the bed sheets instead of around his partner's throat.

Kamukura was still pounding into him, face flushed and breath ragged, and his rhythm was slowly becoming more erratic. His eyes opened and he looked down at Fuyuhiko, watching the smaller man squirm. “I'm going to cum,” he announced in a low, thick voice.

Fuyuhiko felt his hole twitch around his partner, more than ready to be filled. “Hahh, yes! Cum for me…!”

Within moments, Kamukura was slamming himself deep into Fuyuhiko's body, hips flush against his backside. He let out a low groan as he came deep inside of his lover. The feeling of hot cum coating his insides had Fuyuhiko in the throes of a second orgasm and he arched off the bed, a long, loud moan pouring out of his mouth.

Eventually they both collapsed, exhausted. Fuyuhiko curled around Kamukura, kissing and caressing him, desperate for affection in the wake of his orgasm. Kamukura didn't push him away, but he also didn't reciprocate.

Finally, the blonde settled down, pressing his body against Kamukura's side. “Fuck, that was good,” he breathed, a soft smirk playing on his lips. “Heh, it's been a while since I fucked someone without killing them.”

Kamukura chose not to respond as he tucked himself back into his pants.

“You should be thankful, y’know,” Fuyuhiko told him, rolling on top of the other man to keep him in place. “Since I didn't kill you.”

“You wouldn't have been able to,” Kamukura replied. It was stated as a fact, not bragging or challenging.

Fuyuhiko let out a sharp laugh. “You wouldn't even have seen it coming.”

The long-haired man easily flipped his lover onto his back and grabbed him by the throat before he could react. He watched anger and arousal flash in Fuyuhiko's eye. “You wouldn't have been able to,” Kamukura repeated quietly. He released the other man's neck.

Growling, Fuyuhiko rubbed his throat. “Fine, whatever. I'm beginning to think I should've tried.” Switching gears almost immediately, he wrapped his arms and legs around Kamukura, pulling him down on top of him. “Make it up to me by fucking me again.”

Kamukura raised an eyebrow, easily prying himself out of Fuyuhiko's grasp. “Were two orgasms not enough for you?”

Fuyuhiko felt a little thrill at the fact that the other man had taken notice of how many times he came. “You can never have too many,” he teased, tugging on Kamukura's tie. “Come on, you liked it, too!”

But the long-haired man was climbing to his feet. “No. Regardless of how enjoyable that was, I have no desire to stay.” He walked to the door, ignoring Fuyuhiko's pouting, but he paused with his hand on the doorknob. “Perhaps I'll come back sometime. You are… interesting.” And then he walked out.

“Don't fuckin' bother!” Fuyuhiko shouted angrily, tossing a pillow at the open door, but by then Kamukura was already gone.

The yakuza leader fell back against the pillows in a huff. Maybe he shouldn't have let the other man live. But he had mentioned coming back, so maybe it would end up being worth it in the end. Fuyuhiko certainly hoped so.

He idly reached down and ran his fingers through the mess currently leaking out of him. He moaned softly as he touched his sore hole, and a smile spread across his face. That had easily been the best sex of his life, and he hadn't even had to kill his lover to feel that way.

Interesting, indeed.

I've had this idea for such a long time but never wanted to actually write it down, because it's awful lmao.

But for some reason, my headcanon for the Remnants is that they all went a little wild, beyond the murder and mayhem. Like, at least some of them probably did weird sex stuff, you know? They were teenagers who suddenly had the world at their feet. Hormones plus power trip plus (temporary) insanity? Weird sex stuff.

And I think Fuyuhiko would at least experiment a little. He had his own emotions and desires under such tight control for so long, so when he fell to despair, it was his chance to finally do what he wanted. Not to mention the fact that his parents probably wouldn't be thrilled about him being gay, so getting them out of the way allowed him to explore his sexuality.

And I'm sure Izuru just feels shoehorned in there. I have no idea how to write him, but I had to try and work some Kuzuhina (or in this case, Kamukuzu) into the story.

Anyway, I'm sorry for this. If you read my whole-ass note down here, thank you, and please don't judge me too harshly lmaooo

#danganronpa #sdr2 #kamukuzu #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #izuru kamukura #fanfiction #the author regrets everything #hope you wanted some nonsense today #sparky writes

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Howdy! Hey! Welcome to the page!

This is a side account where you can put in requests for characters from your favorite shows, video games, or really whatever! (As long as I know them that is)

However there are a few ground rules I would like to establish first!

I’ll mainly do x reader or character x character

I’m alright with smut, but if you request it I may not get to writing it since I’m really iffy about what characters I’ll write with it

I will only write for the fandoms I am in or have been in. Depending on which one you request, it might take longer to get to depending on my current interest in said fandom

I can write both headcanons (scenarios? imagines? not sure what to call them honestly-) or one shots if you wish! Headcanons will be much faster for me to do and will be my default, however if you specifically want me to do a one-shot just tell me in your request!

I am so willing to write darker themes such as yandere and other various things falling into the horror genre, so don’t be scared to ask for it!

I will absolutely NOT write any form of incest or minor x adult content

I can write character x character things as well! Can be platonic or romantic!

Any requests with children or characters that I headcanon to be children will be strictly platonic (this rule will be a bit flexible depending on the fandom)

Willing to write for almost all themes fluff, angst, hurt-comfort, enemies to lovers, you name it! So if you want something specific I can do it!

Don’t be afraid to ask me further questions if you’re confused about anything!

Fandoms and Characters I Will Write For!

Looking for a specific fandom/character? Well fandoms will be in this order so check it out!

Danganronpa (All games), Super Danganronpa Another 2, A Hat In Time, Billie Bust Up, Bendy and the Ink Machine, Cuphead, Sonic the Hedgehog, Kirby, The Owl House, Ninjago, Super Paper Mario, Cookie Run, Undertale/Undertale AUs, Deltarune, Undertale Yellow

Danganronpa (All games)

Makoto Naegi

Kyoko Kirigiri

Chihiro Fujisaki

Mondo Owada

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Celestia Ludenburg

Sakura Ogami

Komaru Naegi

Matsuru Daimon (platonic only)

Jataro Kemuri (platonic only)

Kotoko Utsugi (platonic only)

Nagisa Shingetsu (platonic only)

Monaca Towa (platonic only)

Hajime Hinata

Izuru Kamukura

Nagito Komaeda (+despair form)

Chiaki Nanami

Peko Pekoyama (+despair form)

Ibuki Mioda (+despair form)

Mikan Tsumiki

Nekomaru Nidai (+despair form)

Gundham Tanaka (+despair form)

Kazuichi Soda (+despair form)

Sonia Nevermind (+despair form)

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu (+despair form)

Kaede Akumatsu

Shuichi Saihara

Kaito Momota

Ryoma Hoshi

Kirumi Tojo

Korekiyo Shinguji

Gonta Gokuhara

Kokichi Oma

Maki Harukawa

Super Danganronpa Another 2

Sora

Yuki Maeda

Yoruko Kabuya

Yuri Kagarin

Hajime Makunouchi

Kokoro Mitsume

Emma Magarobi

Setsuka Chiebukuro

Hibiki Otonokoji

Kaede Otonokoji

Shinji Kasai

Nikei Yomiuri

Teruya Otori

Mikado Sannoji (IRL and AI)

Shobai Hashimoto

Iroha Nijue

A Hat in Time

Hat Kid (platonic only)

Bow Kid (platonic only)

Mustache Girl (platonic only)

The Conductor

DJ Grooves

The Snatcher

Moonjumper

Vanessa

The Empress

Billie Bust Up

Billie (platonic only)

Aristotle

Elaine

Barnaby

Fantoccio

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Bendy (cartoon or demon form your pick!)

Sammy

Henry

Audrey

Cuphead

Cuphead (platonic only)

Mugman (platonic only)

Chalice (platonic only)

Cagney Carnation

King Dice

The Devil

Henchman

Sonic the Hedgehog

Sonic

Tails (platonic only)

Knuckles

Shadow

Rouge

Omega

Espio

Blaze

Silver

Dr. Starline

Surge

Kit (platonic only)

Tangle

Whisper

Mephiles

Infinite

Metal Sonic (can also do Neo Metal Sonic!)

Gemeral

Mecha Sonic

Silver Sonic

Shard

Orbot & Cubot

Kirby

Kirby (platonic only)

Meta Knight

King Dedede

Bandana Dee (platonic only)

Marx

Magalor

Taranza

Susie

Daroach

Shadow Kirby (platonic only)

Dark Meta Knight

Shadow Dedede

Galacta Knight

Morpho Knight

Elfilin (platonic only)

The Owl House

Luz

Amity

Willow

Gus (platonic only)

Hunter

Vee

Eda

Lilith

Raine

Darius

Belos

The Collector (platonic only)

King (platonic only)

Papa Titan

Ninjago (Movie as well!)

Lloyd

Kai

Jay

Zane

Cole

Nya

Morro

Harumi

Garmadon (S1-S2, Sensei, or Oni is up to you)

Pixal

Ronin

Skylor

Vania

Cryptor

Mr. E

Super Paper Mario

Count Bleck/Blumiere

Tippi/Timpani

Dimentio

Nastasia

Mr. L/Luigi

Cookie Run

(This is gonna be a lot oh boy-)

Vampire Cookie

Herb Cookie

Sparkling Cookie

Sorbet Shark Cookie (platonic only)

Mango Cookie (platonic only)

Squid Ink Cookie (platonic only)

Mocha Ray Cookie

Caramel Arrow Cookie

Crunchy Chip Cookie

Wildberry Cookie

Red Velvet Cookie

Licorice Cookie

Pomegranate Cookie

Poison Mushroom Cookie (platonic only)

Affogato Cookie

Choco Werehound Brute/Schwarzwälder

Dark Choco Cookie

Werewolf Cookie

Kumiho Cookie

Moon Rabbit Cookie (platonic only)

Onion Cookie (platonic only)

Parfait Cookie (platonic only)

Cookiemals (platonic only)

Churro Cookie

Scorpion Cookie

Lilac Cookie

Cotton Cookie (platonic only)

Sherbet Cookie (platonic only)

Twizzly Gummy Cookie

Snake Fruit Cookie

Rambutan Cookie

Cherry Ball Cookie

Hydrangea Cookie

Moonlight Cookie

Sea Fairy Cookie

Frost Queen Cookie

Black Pearl Cookie/White Pearl Cookie

Wind Archer Cookie

Fire Spirit Cookie

Millennial Tree Cookie

Timekeeper Cookie

Pitaya Dragon Cookie

Ananas Dragon Cookie

Lotus Dragon Cookie

Lychee Dragon Cookie

Longan Dragon Cookie

Pure Vanilla Cookie

Hollyberry Cookie

Dark Cacao Cookie

Golden Cheese Cookie

White Lily/Dark Enchantress Cookie (your pick)

Capsaicin Cookie

Prune Juice Cookie

Kouign-Amann Cookie

Stardust Cookie

Royal Margarine Cookie

Tarte Tatin Cookie

Snapdragon Cookie (platonic only)

Cream Unicorn Cookie

Financier Cookie

Rye Cookie

Milky Way Cookie

Crimson Coral Cookie

Mystic Opal Cookie

Gold Citrine Cookie

Aquamarine Cookie

Frilled Jellyfish Cookie

Peppermint Cookie (platonic only)

Rockstar Cookie

Black Lemonade Cookie

Burnt Cheese Cookie

Smoked Cheese Cookie

Mozzarella Cookie

Fettuccine Cookie (platonic only)

Snow Sugar Cookie (platonic only)

Icicle Yeti Cookie (platonic only)

Lobster Cookie

Electric Eel Cookie

Abyss Monarch Cookie

White Ghost Cookie

Black Garlic Cookie

Vagabond Cookie

Blue Lily Cookie

Coffee Candy Cookie

Pastel Meringue Cookie

Currant Cream Cookie

Pond Dino Cookie (platonic only)

Langue de Chat Cookie

Roguefort Cookie

Blue Slushy Cookie (platonic only)

Sugar Swan Cookie

S’more Cookie

Stollen Cookie

Strawberry Cream Cookie

Crowberry Cookie

Sourbelt Cookie

Sugar Glass Cookie

Amber Sugar Cookie

Starfruit Cookie

Chess Choco Cookie (platonic only)

Popping Candy Cookie

Truffle Cookie

Walnut Cookie (platonic only)

Undertale/Undertale AUs

Sans

Papyrus

Undyne

Alphys

Toriel

Asgore

Gaster

Napstablook

Mettaton

Muffet

Flowey (platonic only)

Asriel (platonic only)

Chara (platonic only)

Frisk (platonic only)

Killer! Sans/Killer

Dusttale Sans/Dust

Horrortale Sans/Horror

Horrortale Papyrus/Paprika

X-Tale Sans/Cross

Nightmare

Dream

Ink

Underswap Sans/Swap

Underswap Papyrus/Stretch

Underfell Sans/Red

Underfell Papyrus/Edge

Error

Geno

Fresh

Reaper

Epic

Deltarune

Kris

Susie

Ralsei

Lancer (platonic only)

King

Rouxls Kaard

Seam

Jevil

Noelle

Queen

Spamton

Swatch

Undertale Yellow

Clover (platonic only)

Dalv

Martlet

Starlo

Ed

Moray

Ace

Mooch

Ceroba

Kanako (platonic only)

Chujin

Axis

Alright! Have fun requesting!

#writing #writing requests #writing rules #oneshot requests #headcanon requests #danganronpa #super danganronpa 2 #danganronpa v3 #super danganronpa another 2 #a hat in time #billie bust up #bendy and the ink machine #cuphead #the cuphead show #hollow knight #sonic the hedgehog #sonic idw #kirby #hoshi no kirby #the owl house #ninjago #ninjago movie #undertale #deltarune #undertale yellow

[love-me-purple]

mod introductions !!

mod kokichi introduction

‘Ello! I’m mod Kokichi. My pronouns are she/her and the only fandom I write as of now is danganronpa, excluding Ultra Despair Girls (because I haven’t watched anyone do it and I haven’t played it myself). I like chicken nuggets :)

I do allow:

-Scenarios/Imagines

-Oneshots

-Headcannons

-Fluff, angst, smut

-Poly relationships (max is character x reader x character x character)

-Lgbtq+ -Any specific (or non-specific) gender/reader x character

-Any SH, mild suicide, death, murder, bloody/gory topics (as long as it’s comfort / in the killing game and y’know)

-Pregame / Post game

-Ships / Character x Character (some more than others)

-Fan Executions for any SHSL talent

I do not allow:

-Pedophile, homophobic, racist, incest, rape (sexual assault), or any other form of that

-Content including Furry x furry or animal x animal (I just feel uncomfortable writing those kinds of things)

-Negative and or hurtful comments to us or to anyone else (outside of writing)

-Piss or any other abnormal type of kinks like that

-Anything to do with religion or politics (except if we’re talking about Angie for the religion thing, because…well—), just to avoid any unnecessary fighting

Might add on some more later

Blacklist (for characters):

-Teruteru

-Hifumi

-Anyone from the anime / UDG

-Angie (only with nsfw content)

-Tsumugi (only with nsfw content)

-Gonta (only with nsfw content)

I might add on some more things as time passes, but for now that’s it! Mod Kokichi out.

mod mikan introduction

And here's my introduction: Hello, call me Mod Mikan! I go by she/her pronouns.

I will write:

- Scenarios/Imagines

- Oneshots

- Headcanons

- Any genre

- Character x character

- Character x reader

-Pregame

I will not write:

- Anything racist, homophobic, or anything of the sort.

- Smut

Blacklist: While I'm willing to write just about anybody, I won't write for:

- Gundam Tanaka (He's really hard for me to write in-character, sorry.)

- Haji Towa.

- Any of the Warriors of Hope.

- Any of the DR3 anime characters, excluding Izuru Kamukura (I don't know the anime well enough yet, sorry again.)

And that's all from me, I think. If you decide to request from me, all I ask is that you be patience with me. I might not get stuff out as quickly as you'd (or I'd) like because of my own writing projects I'm working on, and responsibilities I have. Bye!

mod celestia introduction

Hey what’s up! I’m Mod Celeste or Celestia, and pronouns don’t bother me! I will do:

- Scenarios/Imagines

- Oneshots

- Headcanons

- Fluff, Angst, Lime

- x Reader + Most Ships including Poly

- Dark Topics like gore and suicide

-Post game/Pre-games

I will NOT do:

- Heavy NSFW

- Offensive Works (toward anybody or anything)

- Kinks

- Religion or Politics (not including Angie)

Character Blacklist:

- Not a full nope but I struggle with non-drv3 characters

- No Ultra Despair Girls characters minus Toko and Komaru

mod ibuki introduction

hiii!! you can call me mod ibuki!! ＼(＾▽＾)／they/them or he/him pronouns are OK to use for me. :)

i will write:

- one-shots

- fluff / angst / nsfw (any genre. i feel i’m quite versatile in this area.)

- most ships

- x reader

- any characters within DR2-Drv3 + UDG

- “Darker Topics” (ex: blood, noncon, etc.)

- i will do mental health topics.

- pre-game

- any sexualities or pronouns

I will not write:

- nsfw with minors

- i’m not good with hcs and imagines

- grotesque fetishes

- homophobia or transphobia

- racism

- incest or pedophilia

- i’m not very good with writing the dr1 cast so I didn’t include that!

note: my expertise is dr2 .. ( 〇_ｏ) anyways! i think that’s it! please, be patient with me. i’m in college & i have responsibilities ⌒(> _ <) !! bye bye! (๑>◡<๑)

[idiotwhowritesshipstuff]

New rules

Normal requests

1.) I am willing to write character x character and character x reader however I do reserve the right to reject requests of certain ships and prompts I either dislike or am not inspired by

2.) I am rather flexible for what prompts I’m willing to write but I am unwilling to write pregame au, I think its an au filled with too much grey area and is an au I am personally disinterested in

3.) Go wild with angst requests! Send me requests of characters reacting to their s/o found dead in a brutal manner I don’t mind, fluff is fun too though don’t ask for smut I’m a minor :D

4.) 2 characters per ask only, if you want more for the same prompt send another ask, you can only send one extra ask so that maxes you out at 4. This doesn’t mean the request is strictly off limits after I write out the 4 but you do need to wait for me to actually finish the two asks before sending the same prompt, failure to comply may result in me deleting all the asks

5.) Requests you sent to other blogs are okay with me

6.) I am willing to write about asthmatic readers as I have asthma myself

7.) You can identify characters I do not write for by looking at the masterlist and seeing if their name shows up, if their name is missing that means I don’t write for them

8.) You can reference characters I dont write for in requests, I just wont directly write them (for instance you can ask for a request where a reader comforts Hiyoko over the death of Mahiru even though I dont write Mahiru)

8.) I will not write requests about screaming at the reader or reader fails a test or exam, I can write a character comforting someone for yelling at the s/o but yelling at the reader hits a bit close to home. Comforting reader does not apply to failing a test, it’s off limits

Yandere requests

1.)  Don’t ask for the reader to be physically abused by the yandere, I write for soft yanderes so the worst they’ll do is drug the reader

2.) Not every character I write for is allowed to be written as a yandere, I will write below which characters can have yandere requests

3.) I’m still a minor so no smut yandere requests pls

4.) I still have the right to refuse requests I have no interest in

5.) I will not write character x character yandere ships, yandere Danganronpa is strictly character x reader.

6.) Yandere reader can be okay in instances but they have a high likelihood of being rejected if I find that the chosen character would be boring with a yandere reader

7.) I dislike dead reader scenarios for yanderes. With normal requests I love them but with a yandere I’m not a fan

Characters allowed for yandere requests

THH

Byakuya Togami

Mukuro Ikusaba

SDR2

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Peko Pekoyama

Mikan Tsumiki

Sonia Nevermind

Izuru Kamukura (Izuru only, not Hajime)

DRV3

Maki Harukawa

DRA

Akane Taira

SDRA2

Kanade Otonokoji (Note: Every Kanade request is a yandere request, even if you put “non-despair” on it)

#danganronpa x reader