#nagito x you

[raitonsfw]

𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: | 1 | Nagito was obsessed with your pussy, the slick that leaked from it, and the graces of hope that poured from your precious lips. | 2 | Nagito absolutely adored you – in all of your flowered expressions – and for valentine's day, you both picked out the perfect position for the two of you. | 3 | Maybe Nagito shouldn't of been so condescending during the first trial, because now he was tied up within your grasp and it seemed like you'd never touch him– even if he begged. | 4 | When you first met Nagito, you couldn't stop staring at him– and his thighs that smoothed under his shorts. Now he's lying back for you... letting you do as you please.

warnings: 18+ mdni, fem! reader, smut... | 1 | pussy worship, dirty talk, fingering, cunnilingus, orgasm (reader), petnames (honey, my beautiful hope), nagito likes talking to your pussy. | 2 | lotus position, soft!nagito, loving, sensual, caring sex, orgasm (both), praises, petnames (honey, baby), nagito's a lil clingy, a bit more rough in the end but not by much. | 3 | tied up and submissive, sub!nagito, sdr2!nagito, begging & pleading, edging, mentions of sex toys, teasing, slight degrading, nagito begs for reader to touch him but is refused each time, allusion to first trial (no spoilers except his switch up). | 4 | thigh worship, boyfriend!nagito, body worship, massaging, licking, hickeys, handjob, masturbation, nagito lets you do whatever you want to his thighs as long as he can get off too, slight mention of scars (udg canon)

a/n: i tried to make them as blunt as possible tag wise so we know whose is who though everyone had a fairly different idea in their v-day thirsts so i think were good on that aspect. i had four in total for the lucky boy, making him my lead character. (honestly me too though, im obsessed with him so this wasnt much of a surprise) wc: 600ish each v-day m.list | m.list

thirst count: 4

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

| 1 |

“Pretty little thing, aren’t you?” 

Nagito’s not talking about you– to you even, he’s between your legs. You looked down from where you were planted, laying amongst the soft blankets he had taken the courtesy to place between you and the mattress. His hair was disheveled, some of its white fluff sticking out in different directions on top before falling down against his shoulders in a pale cream. That wasn’t your doing, it was normally like that. But you wished it was your doing– the way he’d whimper out as you pulled on it made you see stars sometimes. But this wasn’t about him, it was about you– as you’re splayed out in front of him, waiting for him to make a luckful gesture.

You whined as his forefinger swiped through the collected arousal that stuck to your folds, but it didn’t push past your entrance and a quiet chuckle sounded from the edge of the bed as you clenched around nothing. 

“Ah, she’s crying for me…” He cooed, sucking his finger into the cavern of his mouth and he stared at you for a minute as you calmed yourself down again. “There we go… back to normal?” 

“N-Nagito… please do something.” You whimpered, your legs fully spread open and you could feel yourself leaking all over the gray blanket beneath you. Thankfully, you spurred him on a bit and he positioned himself eye level with your cunt now. 

“Patience.” He commanded softly, pressing a feathered kiss against your swollen clit. His eyes had fluttered shut with a quiet hum as he tasted you against his tongue, laving at the raised bud languidly. Pleasure washed over you as he finally caved in, after who knows how long– God, he was mean sometimes… all because he wanted to admire every crevice of your body, of your precious pussy.

You felt more of your slick pour out of you, into his open palm that he placed underneath you. Nagito tucked it slightly against your thighs and as the fluid spilled between his fingers, he pulled off your clit with a wet noise to focus on the glistening mess. “Oh, you’re so sensitive… I haven’t even fully touched you yet.”

You were quick to open your mouth, it was obvious he was still praising your leaking hole but as you went to object and plead for him to do something– anything, his fingers slipped inside thoughtfully. 

“She’s such a good girl for me…already squeezing the tips of my fingers– Ah!” Nagito let out a surprised sound, a doe look flushing his face, as you started to fuck down against his hand with utter desperation for anything he had to give you. “So needy… for someone like me? Thank you…”

He curled them upwards, grazing over your sweet spot and it took everything in you not to clasp your thigh shut around his arm from the sensation. You were so neurotic, your senses shot to dust as another chuckle echoed off his cottage walls. His other hand rested against your left thigh, it made you shiver as it was cold against your skin and you warmed up to the fact that he was soothing you– Nagito was rubbing soft circles into the flesh of it as he brought you to your high. 

“Go on, honey.” He was finally talking to you now, his gray eyes glancing up towards yours and you fell apart against his fingers. He cooed at you through it, soft remarks falling from his lips like ‘that’s it, my beautiful hope’ and ‘did so well, love you so much’ while your pent up arousal leaked all over his palm. You muffled your moan, the back of your hand pressing up against your lips and your eyes squeezed shut as you shuddered into his still caressing fingertips. 

It took you a minute to come down from your high and as you did, you noticed Nagito still hovering between your legs– his eyes devout of lust. 

“‘M going to clean you up now, hope you don’t mind.”

| 2 |

“You okay?” Nagito asked you, his arms holding you close into his chest. His cock was nestled deep inside you as you huffed out a quiet sigh, adjusting to the position you two agreed upon. Your legs hugged his backside and you were utterly exposed in his eyes as they scanned over your face for any cause of concern. 

“Yeah, I’m okay baby.” You nodded with a small smile, bringing one of your hands from his shoulder to his cheek and you leaned in to press a poised kiss against his lips. Nagito hummed into the kiss, his fingertips trailing down your back lovingly as he further deepened the kiss. He hasn’t moved inside you yet, completely entranced in the intimacy that doused the both of you like a spell as both of your eyes had slipped shut– just reveling in the touch of one another. But when you grinded subtly against the length of his cock, he panted into your mouth and his hands slipped down to grab at your waist– an indication he needed to move inside you.

You made the first full move, gently lifting yourself up and planting back down in a gentle manner and he was putty within your arms. A quiet moan left his lips and he tilted his head back, which gave you access to litter his pale neck with hickeys. Nagito held you with one arm now as he leaned back, his other pressing into the mattress to stabilize his movements as he started thrusting up into you now. 

“Oh my God… Y/N– you feel so good…” He breathed out, his eyes opening and flickering down towards where you bruised a hickey into his collarbone and his hips stuttered into you as you bit down. You looked up at him through your lashes and he only moaned out more, trying to get you to bounce more on him now. You noticed how his hips rolled right into you, lazy– unhurried and it turned you on even more as you started to let out sounds of your own. 

His cock brushed against your sweet spot and your nerves stood straight up, tiny whimpers pouring out of your mouth now as you rocked down in time with his thrusts now. “Nagito– right there, please, do that again…”

“Whatever you want, honey.” His eyes were completely focused on you as you intertwined your hands around the back of his neck and you threaded your fingers into his hair. You pushed his head towards your neck, which he took the leisure to kiss at it– sucked a few marks down it as you bounced earnestly on him now. Every jolt of his cock sent you into a frenzy, your head burying deep in his precious hair to try to hide the fucked out look that spread on your face. 

It didn’t last long as he murmured against your skin ‘why’re hiding from me? come back down, i miss you…’ and his hands pulled you down by your shoulders, his cock nestling deep into you. You whimpered out as it pressed directly against your cervix and you could feel the dull pleasure within your tummy as you edged closer to your release. 

“C’mon, baby…” Nagito’s fingers traced the swell of your clit and you threw your head back, your walls nearly choking his cock as you came all over it. “T-That’s it, knew you’d do so good for me…” 

His thrusts had sped up, fucking you through your orgasm and he was practically bouncing you on his own now, chasing his climax with low groans leaving his lips. “Baby… ‘M so close– just a little more, you can take it.” 

His eyes screwed shut moments after and his jaw fell slack as he came in you, lazily pumping into you as he shuddered through his orgasm. Quiet breathy moans escaped him as you felt his cock twitch, his fingers gripping the back of your shoulders in a close hug. 

“Love you lots, should do that again soon…” Nagito babbled on afterwards while letting you fall against him in a cuddle, not bothering to pull yourselves fully apart.

| 3 |

Nagito’s eyes brimmed with cupidity from where he was tied up– his legs and arms bound behind him as he tried to roll over to look at you. You had positioned yourself against his back, your palms caressing the sweat that glistened on his chest. You hummed softly as a sob wracked Nagito’s body when you tweaked one of his nipples with lithe fingers, compliant words spilling from his lips. 

“Y/N, fuck me already.” The words were nothing but a rasp, his hair fluffing as his head hit the pillow again in defeat when your hand pulled away.

“That’s not how you ask.” 

“Please– fuck me please… I’ll do anything–” Nagito groaned and you could see the anguish of his face even as he faced away from you. His cheeks burned with hotness, a flush he couldn’t escape as it trailed down his pale chest. His eyes were squeezed shut in agony as he tried to rut into the mattress, but you wouldn’t let him as you hooked him back by his rope. He let out another whine, tears falling freely from his eyes as he looked back at you with a saddened pout. “Please… I swear– just touch me.”

 You smoothed his hair down, threading your fingers through it as you reached for the waistband of his boxers. A short whimper escaped him as you pulled out his cock, aweing at the sight of it lying against his tummy. You felt bad, but then again– who was the one who was being a brat during the first trial? Nagito was lucky he was saved from the cold confines of the ground in the old building, he should be thankful that he was tied against the comfort of your bed. 

“Nagito dear…” You cooed, your fingers ghosting over the tip as it dripped precum onto the sheets. He shook with anticipation as he watched them intensely. Oh, the relief he was going to feel when you finally wrapped your hand around his aching cock– he’s been like this for hours now and you hadn’t let up one bit in your teasing. 

You’ve driven him on the brink of madness several times, by playing with his nipples and hovering your lips over everywhere you could reach. You’ve showcased your collection of sex toys, buttplugs and whatnot with jewels littering the bed before him and he’d whine for any of them but you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of one. You needed to show Nagito that everything wasn’t set in stone– when you act like a condescending asshole, this is to be expected.

And all he wanted was your touch– exactly where you’ve abandoned him. His cock had been flushed red for God knows how long and it was starting to really hurt. Nagito pulled at the rope against his wrists, struggling against them and you tutted at him with a long sigh. “None of that, please. I’ve worked real hard on those knots.” 

He instantly obeyed because maybe, just maybe you’d touch him if he was good. Maybe if he begged… “Please, Y/N… I need you. Pleasepleaseplease, need your hand– I’ll be good, I promise. Next trial I’ll be good…”

Next trial? You wiped that thought from your mind as your hand drifted to his cock again. Quiet mutters fell from his lips, more like empty pleads that didn’t make sense and you sighed in defeat as you moved him over to straddle him. You planted yourself right against his knees, taking in the wrecked figure in front of you. Tears stained his cheeks, his dull eyes rimmed with red, and a fucked out expression painted his face as he realized what you were about to do. An unstable, yet warm still leveled his lips.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” 

“A-Anywhere…I don’t care–! Thank you…” 

| 4 |

When you looked at him the first time, his legs stuck out to you– the tall lengthy figure that sat near the edge of Jabberwock. You didn’t know him then and someone from the island introduced you and all you could think of was how perfect your head would fit between his legs down under. As you shook Nagito’s hand in greeting, you knew you needed to know everything about him, the moon and stars nudging you further. 

He wore shorts underneath the dusk, the hotness of the island wafting over the both of you and his hair fluffed with humidity as you two sat against the sand, overlooking the beach. Your eyes would keep drifting towards the plushness of his thighs as he sat criss crossed on the beach, taking in your every word– naturally by the end of the night, you had him wrapped around your finger.

And here he was, pressed back into the divet of your mattress with sighs and pants spilling from his lips. Now you two had a label between you months later and he was entirely open to you, letting you adore his thighs. Your hand had slipped up and down his cock lazily, giving him some friction as you pressed your lips against the flesh of his right thigh. Your other hand fondled at the other, circling the scars that adapted to his skin and you hummed contently. 

Nagito knew you loved his thighs, saw you drooling over them the first time you both had met underneath the darkened sun. And he was intrigued, so he bit at the line you fed him and this is where it got him– you practically praising, worshipping him like he was an esteemed deity– all for the granted hope of his body. 

He was lucky.

“Y/N…” You heard from above you and your eyes met his, glancing up quickly and taking in his lust rimmed eyes. “Admiring me again?” 

You nodded, your tongue darting out to lap at a bruise you made a few hours prior when you had him splayed out for you before breakfast. You sped up your hand that encased his cock in pleasure, a sharp inhale emitting from him. “And what about it?”

“Ah- N-Nothing…” He groaned out, his head falling back onto the pillows with a slight arch in his back. You smoothed your hand over his milky thigh once again, suckling a new mark into the soft flesh and you felt Nagito jolt a bit. You hazily giggled as his lengthy hand wrapped around yours on his cock. 

He practically gave you permission to bury your face between his thighs as he lightened his grip to let you pull away, both of your hands now pillowing against his thighs– you were so thankful as he pressed them slightly together, your cheek resting against one of them as you toyed with the other. 

Nagito’s hand sped up on himself as you pinched softly, the sharp sting running through his spine and you heard his breathing get more raspier. His hand movements had gotten sloppier too, more uncoordinated as you licked a heavy stripe up the inside of his thigh. 

You clenched your legs together as you felt his body tremble, nearing his orgasm and you felt as though you could watch him from this angle forever. His pale slender thighs shook like a leaf as he fell apart, spurting all over his hand with a quiet gasp and you tried your best to contain yourself. 

But once Nagito came down from his high, your teeth were nipping at his thighs again– your hands massaging near his hips and he happily let you do as you pleased. 

#𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒'𝓈 𝓋𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 ꨄ #𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚜 ☾ #danganronpa smut #danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x you #danganronpa komaeda #nagito komaeda x reader #komaeda x reader #nagito x y/n #nagito x reader #nagito x you #komaeda nagito #komaeda smut #nagito smut #nagito komaeda smut #nagito komaeda #fem reader #𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 ✰

[lucieviere]

ANIMAL JAMMMMMMMMMM

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[tsukasalvr]

; 𝙨/𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙮/𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝗔𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲/𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗽𝗮 𝗧𝗛𝗛 & 𝗚𝗗

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: 𝗚𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗺, 𝗡𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗮

𝗔𝗡: 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗮 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀!!! 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗽𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗮𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘀/𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀/𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀

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; ɢᴜɴᴅʜᴀᴍ

Complete opposites!

Compliments you but not without hiding his blushing face with his scarf and stuttering slightly

If you ever need help picking an outfit, he’ll definitely help!

Tries very hard to get exactly your style and sometimes puts in darker themed jewelry like a necklace, bracelet or earrings that are darker themed and matches his style so it feels like you’re his and it also boosts his ego a bit

Will want to wear matching jewelry with you, with him wearing the more pastel colors, that matches your style, while you wear the more darker toned colors

If you ever wear short clothing, he blushes so hard that he’ll look like he’ll pass out right there

He gets used to used to it after a while but blushes if you adjust your clothes near him and he looks down, then he’ll turn bright red

; ɴᴀɢɪᴛᴏ

Is smitten with you and finds you absolutely adorable

Already worships you but now it’s 10x more, he thinks you’re a beautiful goddess or a fallen angel

You’re just so cute in his eyes

If you’re up for matching clothing, he will never disagree—even if it doesn’t exactly look good on him, he’ll do anything to make someone as cute as you happy

“Oh dear, for me? You really don’t need to get this for a scum like me, my love. You want to match? Anything for you.”

Since this man can practically get money from nothing because of his luck, he’s practically loaded and will be willing to spend everything he has for you

College tuition? Who cares about that when he can just spend it on those cute little frilly skirts and hair clips that you want so much!

; ꜱᴀʏᴀᴋᴀ

Well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes!

Why ask to match if you’re already going to accidentally match because of how similar your styles are?

But even so, she will beat you on asking to match first

“Having matching hair clips and socks sounds co cute doesn’t it? I’m totally getting this for us!”

Is so happy to have a partner who has a similar style to her and will definitely borrow some stuff from your closet if she can

“I have nothing to match these shorts! Hmm, I’ll just cheat your closet real super quick for some!”

Your closet is her closet and her closet is your closet

Accidental power couple

#danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x you #gundham headcanons #gundham tanaka x reader #gundham x reader #nagito komeada x reader #nagito x you #nagito x reader #nagito imagines #sayaka x reader #Sayaka maizono x reader #sayaka imagines

[hitomisuzuya]

❤Yandere Ghoul Nagito smut for Halloween ❤

Ghoul Yandere!Nagito x fem!reader. Smut. Cunilligus. Obsessive/ possessive behavior. Stalking. Orgasm denial. Mind breaky. Corruption.

My hands are gonna shake the entire time I type this. Nagito Komaeda, holy 😳 The love I have for this man is as collosal as my love for Scara. I am so scared I won't do him justice. *hides* I know no one is gonna see this.

You'd had no idea that Nagito Komaeda had been closer than you thought he was to you all night. If you moved to somewhere else at the party you were at, then so did he. He was determined to keep you in his sight all night.

It didn't help that you'd been cutting your fingers open on little things all night, a few times when you were trying to help your friend cut up apples earlier that night or cutting your finger on the edges opening something.

The smell of your blood and your scent had been hanging in the air all night. Nagito had to have you. You just smelled way too good, both you and your blood.

Essentially, since you were dressed in a sinful Little Red Riding Hood costume, he was the Big Bad Wolf coming for Little Riding Hood.

The way you smiled, the way you sort of covered your face with your hand when you laughed, the way the light shined off your hair, the way your hips swayed when you walked, how warm your skin looked, the way you giggled.

Everything about you was captivating and amusing at the same time. He wanted to take all of that and make it his. Every look, every laugh, every smile, it would be all for him and if he had his way only for him.

You didn't know how things could snowball out of control so fast, but you didn't care. It started with him coming out of the darkness on your way home from the party. He'd reached for your hand to lick the blood welling from one of the cuts on your fingers. His tongue lapping between your legs just felt too good.

Your blood tasted so sweet, igniting a dark desire within him.

Nagito's tongue was sloppy and wet on your cunt, his beautiful fingers digging possessive bruises into your thighs as he held them apart.

"To think someone like you would let trash like me dirty you so intimately with my tongue," He groaned like he'd been denied everything he'd ever wanted in his entire life, and now he was finally allowed to have the one taste he'd been craving. "It's so exhilarating.~ So thrilling~"

Your legs shook, your back arching off the bed as his lips latched around your clit, inserting three of his long, beautiful fingers inside of you at the same time he started sucking on your clit. You bucked your hips up, writhing on the bed as you pushed his face down onto your cunt.

Your whimpers and sobs of pleasure only made Nagito's cock throb more, making him rut desperately against the mattress. Squelching his fingers wetly in and out of you, scissoring your walls apart as he nudged them into your sweet, his tongue swirling around your clit, he proceeded to ruin every orgasm to suite his agenda.

"The hope that lights up in your eyes every time you think that maybe, just maybe I might let you cum is exquisite~ I need to see more of it~," This man had the most curious, hypnotic swirling to his eyes you'd ever seen.

The moment you'd met eyes with Nagito for the first time, he may as well have attached an invisible string around your heart, tugging and tugging little by little to lure you in with sweetly purred words and kind smiles.

"Please, Nagito, please! Not another one!" You cried out, pressing his mouth into your cunt. He vibrated a moan on your clit, laughing dark and drunk with lust. The look in your eyes, one desperate and so full of the purest hope he'd ever seen, he couldn't get enough of it.

"Say it~" Nagito purred, kitten licking your throbbing, swollen clit in a way that made you grind more needily up into his ministrations. "Say you'll be my precious, delicate pet~ Mine, all mine~ Your body, your blood, everything is all mine~," He nudged his fingers accurately into your sweet spot, groaning and moaning in bliss when your wet, warm walls clamped around his fingers.

"I'm yours, Nagito! I'm all yours, I promise!" You babbled, choking back sobs of pleasure, you'd lost count of how many orgasms that had built up before he'd ruined them. You were reeling, your head was spinning, your entire body quivering with the need to cum. "I'll be a good girl, I promise! Just please, let me cum!"

The fact that he was the one making you feel such intense pleasure, the fact that you needed trash like him to make you cum sent him reeling. His bruising fingers dug more into your flesh. It helped that you were soft, small, and oh so easily pliable.

Corruptible.

"Cum for me, pet~" Nagito purred appreciatively, giving your clit a few long, drawn out and ravenous sucks before you squirted on his tongue, tears of pleasure in your eyes at finally have gotten the release you needed. You didn't even hear yourself pleading for more.

And more Nagito was willing to give you. They say the perfect meal is human flesh for a ghoul. How wrong they were. His tongue lapped at your release, not wanting to waste a drop it was so precious.

He was going to take his time marking up every intimate part of your body. You are his now. His and no else's.

#danganronpa #danganronpa imagines #nagito komaeda #nagito smut #ghoul nagito #nagito x reader #nagito #danganronpa smut #nagito x you #nagito x y/n

[maesaeart]

U-Uhm!... Can't we talk about this??... I-I don't think I can handle... two of you at once!!! \(๑•́o•̀๑)/

This is Part 4!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 (SMUT)

thanks again for 100 follows on twt and 50 here! (⁀ᗢ⁀)/ I know its taking a bit to finish but we're at the home stretch baby!!

#saedraws #THE NEXT PART IS SMUT #danganronpa #danganronpa fanart #nagito komaeda #self insert #danganronpa nagito #oc x canon #sdr2 #posting from twt #super danganronpa 2 #komaeda nagito #sdr2 nagito #nagito fanart #nagito x reader #nagito x y/n #nagito x you #old vs young au #nagito smut #danganronpa smut #super danganronpa 2 smut #smut

[weemopuu]

apparently this gif is TOO STRONG

super super super self indulgent nagito hehe //drools

I'm dusting off these old bones and trying to practice good ol animation again LOL orz

#weemoart #danganronpa #nagito #sdr2 #nagito komaeda #danganronpa nagito #sdr2 nagito #komaeda nagito #nagito fanart #nagito x reader #nagito x you #nagito x y/n #danganronpa fanart #sdr2 komaeda #komaeda fanart #danganronpa komaeda #komaeda x reader #super danganronpa 2 #MY NECK #MY BACK #THE SHRIMPING WAS REAL #weemaeda #he's back LOLOL #i was gonna do a second version #but im so over this lmao im good

[bee-writes-n-spins]

Hi :> I have never requested anything on tumblr before lol. But I wanna see a Nagito or Izuru x (Ultimate fashion designer) (Fem or gender neutral) reader!

It can be oneshots or headcanon or WHATEVER!! But I really wanna see one of them both :)

Thank you for your time!!!🎀

a/n: uhhh sure. i have been pretty busy with winter guard rehearsals so im getting all my requests done at once lmao. and i have no idea how to write izuru. but anyways, enjoyyyy! notes: ____ is just a better way of saying y/n

nagito

so to start, i've said this before, but he will absolutely attend all of your runway shows! hell, he'll even model for you. let him be your mannequin.

he loves beautiful things! like your designs!

and he's a rich boy.

you need a really expensive type of fabric?

done.

a rare color?

already bought.

he just wants to see you be happy

you're sitting facedown at your sewing machine, frustrated about your upcoming show this weekend. things can't go any worse. three of your models got sick, one had to cancel because of a family emergency, and, to top it all off, the lace you ordered isn't gonna come in till next week!

suddenly, you hear a soft knock that breaks you out of your frustrations.

"____..? you okay?" it's the sound of your boyfriend's raspy voice.

"no. this show's got me in a tough spot and i'm literally about to scream," you grumble into the table. your mind is numb at this point.

he silently stares at you, worried for both your physical and mental health. he tip-toes over to you and gently plays with your hair.

"how 'bout you take a break..? i know it might not be the best to spend time with the likes of me, but i think you should decompress a little..."

you look up, eyes red and puffy from crying. you slightly nod.

"yeah.. i think that's for the best.."

izuru

he would genuinely be impressed

someone with an actual fashion sense?

finally, someone who doesn't bore him to death.

in all seriousness, he wants you to succeed.

so, he'll do anything to get you there

even if it means doing some... unsavory things

he is the ultimate everything.. and that includes murderer

you aways wonder just how rival designers go missing when you need them to or why a venue that initially turned you down came crawling back...

also, being the ultimate everything, he'll probably know some tips on how to do that really complex sewing pattern you've been trying for ages to figure out.

he might not like most people, but he certainly does like you.

you're relaxing by the fireplace, drawing up sketches on your tablet. winter is almost over, so it's high time you start working your spring collection.

already cozy, you feel an even cozier presence sit next to you. you smile warmly, immediately recognizing who it is.

"i see you're all warm now, my love," you giggle, giving izuru a small peck on the lips.

he nods slightly in response with a faint blush on his face. "yes indeed," he pauses for a moment as he peers over your shoulder to silently study your sketches, "don't use tool there, it'll make it look tacky."

you shrug him off. "yeah, yeah.." you say as you throw your tablet aside and cuddle to him.

he just stares down, a small smile on his face.

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[thelaughtercafe]

Inevitable*

Tea Type: Black Coffee with a Shot of Espresso

Potential Triggers: Yandere Nagito, non-con for tickling and cuddling/forced kissing, manipulation of Reader's tickle kink against them, Reader has a pre-established Ultimate if that bothers you.

Pairing: Yandere! Nagito/F! Reader

Length: 1.3k+

Summary: Nagito had been kind and there for you, all throughout your school years. The last thing you expected was him to lock you away. He'd been persistent, but not broken you. Until now. If only his luck wasn't so powerful.

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 

It was then that his luck finally struck. 

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 

Now it was his turn to pout. 

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 

"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 

Perhaps it had been inevitable. 

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 

It was then that his luck finally struck. 

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 

Now it was his turn to pout. 

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 

"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 

Perhaps it had been inevitable. 

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ danganronpa • nagito komaeda.

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[m-y-fandoms]

COMMISSION: Nagito Komaeda Dating Head-Canons + Small Drabble Sections

Word Count: 1.7K Words

Details: SFW requested and pretty gender-neutral. Established relationship, not just a crush or pining.

Path 1 - Despair/Island Killing Game:

Nagito definitely holds your hand or clings to you as you explore the island from the jump. If the Killing Game hasn’t started yet, he tries to make excuses for his neediness and desire to be attached at the hip. He senses the danger, that things are a little too peaceful, but he doesn’t want to weird you or anyone else out or spread a panic quite yet. Once it’s been announced and Monokuma arrives, he insists on escorting you to lunch and breakfast, on poison-testing your food. He cares very little for his own safety.

Definitely stalks you around the island and keeps to the shadows if you mention wanting space or insist you will be safe on your own every once in a while.

The illusion of choice would be a huge issue with him in the Killing Game setting with an S/O. It may not be healthy, but even when you think he’s out of sight or not plotting any crazy schemes/ideas,, rest assured he is already two steps ahead. He would do anything to make sure his bad luck cycle affects anyone but you and works over time, sometimes into the early hours of the morning to try and find Monokuma’s creator and the “traitor” that is surely among you all.

He insists on sleeping in your cabin or you in his. He feels better in yours, though, convinced his terrible energy and the dangerous aura that follows him around like a shadow has probably sunk into every corner of his own domicile. Anywhere he can call his own surely has to be haunted with misery and blackened with terrible omens of what’s to come. He feels at peace when he enters your safe space: your cabin decked out with items that are personalized to your talents and hobbies. He feels less alone, less burdened by the energy that surrounds himself.

When you blush and explain to him that it may not be appropriate for him to stay the night in your cabin, he brushes it off. He’s not even thinking about that kind of stuff, about the implications of a student sleeping over at their lover’s cabin. He wouldn’t even see himself as worthy enough to be more intimate with you in the first place. When he would hold your hand or cling to you like a human shield it was always for your good, not his own pleasure or to sate his own touch starvation.

“W-what do you mean?” Your face flooded with a warmth when he first suggested (more like insisted on) it. Your cheeks felt hot to the touch.

“Huh? Why do you look so flustered right now? It’s no big deal, really!” He displayed a crooked, paranoid grin. It was only your third night on the island and he’d already reached his limit. Watching you go into your room alone every night was stressful and tore away at him. How could he protect you if someone snuck in from the opposite side window, or if he couldn’t hear an altercation through the walls? The distance and limited time for reaction were just too risky.

“Nagito… I mean… you don’t think the others will, I don’t know, maybe judge us?” You put a hand to your face in contemplation, unable to meet his eyes. “Maybe they will think it’s weird… or that something inappropriate is going on here… usually two students aren’t allowed to spend the night together… if this were a regular school-“

“Oh well if that’s your concern, I can sleep on the ground! I was going to suggest laying in the bed with you, but that may have been presumptuous of me! If you’re uncomfortable-”

“I think you’re missing the point!” You cut him off, heart beating wildly at the thought of your boyfriend just crawling into bed with you every night. You’d never done more then hold hands, now he wanted to snuggle up in the dark wearing nothing but your bedclothes? It was a huge step. You feared the judgmental smirks of people like Hiyoko, the lectures on proper behavior from your more uptight classmates. People would whisper for sure. Some would confront you and want the details. Nagito was the black sheep of the group after all. Nobody was as close to him as you. You could already hear Ibuki and Akane teasing you, making up crazy scenarios of what they thought happened when you and Nagito spent the night together.

“O-oh, if you’re that worried about what our peers would think, I can understand! I would be embarrassed to be dating someone like me as well, but I will make sure they know nothing unbefitting of a ray of Hope like you happened! I’m just here to keep watch. I wouldn’t dream of trying anything!” He flashed a cheesy smile, holding his hands up in submission. It seemed like he wasn’t going to take no for an answer this time. You sighed deeply in resignation. He already stands outside the bathroom when you shower, so this wasn’t really that much further of a stretch.

He spends hours thinking about how he wants to kiss you, how he wants to touch your bare skin to his, even in the most ticklish or innocent of ways. He lets his mind stew over it, fantasizes, but never acts on his desires. He believes his filthy hands - cursed with bringing harm to others in order to bring luck to himself - could never defile your perfect skin, never dirty your soft hair. Even to ask for your consent to do so would be pathetic, embarrassing. Someone like him lived to serve, please and protect a glowing source of Hope such as yourself. This was bigger then him. You needed to survive, to bring change and Hope to the entire world.

If one day by some miracle you asked, begged him to touch you, to give you more the a vice-like hand-holding session, he could never deny you that request. The last of his restraint would break. His hands would shake, afraid to mess it up, to upset you. His mind would race. Even a small kiss would set his pale, clammy skin on fire.

It would set into motion another hyper-fixation, an addiction… obsession. He would know what true Hope tasted like when your lips touched his.

Nagito is definitely the type to kill others for the sake of his S/O. In canon, he offers to help the blackened, sets up traps and tricks to get people caught or assists in trials, but if he had someone to truly love him and love in return, I think it would set his crazy into overdrive. I would expect he would actually get a bit sloppier, too focused on your safety and happiness above all else that he doesn’t even care if he gets caught or slips up. It’s kind of like how some people in powerful positions or criminal organizations don’t want their family known or easily accessible. That’s an easy hostage, easy leverage. You have something to lose, and therefore you are weaker.

Path 2 - Hope’s Peak Academy School Life/Normal Non-Despair:

Nagito is constantly staring at you, taking in your beauty and radiance. He’s obsessive, constantly adjusting the buttons on your uniform or fixing a pleat that is out of place. He doesn’t even notice when his own tie or collar are loose.

He offers to do your laundry, fold your clothes, clean your dorm. Little favors that make your life easier feel like an honor to him.

When he does your laundry, he dives his nose into your dirty outfits and breathes deeply of your scent. He can’t help himself. Your aroma is like a natural pheromone to him. He will feel guilty, disgusting as he tucks a sock or pair of underwear into his backpack or pocket. He swears to himself he will return it to you… someday, once it’s lost its potency.

There’s a shrine of sorts to you in his own dorm room, which he never lets you enter. He always has an excuse: it’s dirty, it smells in there, he doesn’t want anyone seeing you enter such a lowlife’s room. He fears that if you see the extent of his love for you, his unhealthy obsession, that you’ll be scared away.

The shrine consists of strands of your hair, things he’s swiped from your dorm room without you noticing, photos of you printed out and framed (some photos, he was even blessed enough to be in with you!)

He plans at least one date night every single week. As soon as classes are over he spares no expense on taking you out and letting you pick whatever activity you’re in the mood for. He’s just happy to be there.

He dismisses your worries about him spending money on you, reassuring you every time that he has more money then he knows what to do with.

He’s of course made sure his class schedule lines up with yours perfectly. You think it’s just a coincidence that you get to spend so much time together! You knew he purposely picked some of the same elective classes, but didn’t realize the extent of his influence over his own class schedule.

He sometimes gets a little jealous of your classmates spending time with you, but lets those feelings be released in private. He doesn’t want to scare you away or ruin the privilege of being with you. He knows others deserve to bask in your brilliance and overwhelming energy too, knows that he can’t expect to hoard such a glowing Hope all to himself, but it bites at him. Of course everyone else wants you too. He’s delusional about your importance in the vast universe because he’s totally blinded by love. He will misinterpret someone letting you borrow a pencil as flirting or being partners in gym class as something more. He lets this manifest as sadness or trying harder to please you. He may sabotage the “competition” sometimes, but never let you catch on to his meddling.

He could listen to you talk about your hobbies and interests forever. He wants you to show him how to do it, tell him all the backstory, lore, origins of your hyper-fixations or passions. Spending nights on your dorm room floor listening to your favorite musical artists and just eating ramen would mean the world to him.

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[dangandisiacs]

masochistic, submissive nagito × reader

cw: degradation, bondage, sadomasochism, cursing. afab reader - no pronouns used.

a/n: this is a request from a friend! i hope you like it. :)

- mod phenomena

Nights out with your partner are supposed to be fun! Right? Supposedly.

You crossed your legs tight, staring back at the bartender who had been (overly,) friendly when running her mouth to your partner — Nagito. She placed her hand over his and provocatively leaned as far as she could over the bar. (without falling right over it. the only thing keeping her up was the way she kept tugging down her top.) It was killing you how the corners of his mouth would turn each time she complimented him. (with soft laughs, he seemed to find this more friendly than you were.)

You squeezed his hand that was residing on your thigh, feeling how sweaty his palm was when pressed against your exposed skin. It wasn't anything new for Nagito to tremble whenever he touched you. Let alone with you wanted him to. (what an obnoxious woman this was.) Her eyes wouldn't acknowledge your presence.

You let out a loud breath, finally catching the bartender's attention. You pushed your bar stool back, catching Nagito's attention as well when standing up. "Huh?-Are you going somewhere?" He questioned, lost by your sudden movements.

"So.." You smoothly straightened yourself up, pulling an arm around the back of his neck and pressing your ass right onto his lap. You tried to dismiss the quiver in his voice when you did so. Completely dismissing how he'd nervously grasp onto your hip. (while trying to keep his composure.) The sweet way you rubbed yourself against his crotch when leaning over the bar was cruel! “What do you do?" You questioned the girl, purposely interrupting the conversation.

"Uhmn," She scoffed, seemingly bothered by your affection towards Nagito. She cursed something beneath her breath and leaned away. "Other than tending bars, I've got lots of free time." She smiled, drawing her eyes back to your partner. You'd watch his quivering mouth open to speak, but you were quick to intervene.

“Really?" You pretended to be interested, glancing down to take the hand on your thigh, carefully intertwining your fingers. "That's so interesting. You know, I have lots of free time myself." You said, placing your intertwined fingers on the top of your thigh.

The sweat of Nagito's palms would definitely taint your leg. The little noises from him were faint for you to hear. (and how much you had begun to stir him below the waist.) You orchestrated seemingly innocent movements of your hips, taking a moment to turn towards him. A red tinge had blotched his pale complexion, with shallow breaths when you looked at him. "We have lots of free time.." You smiled deviously.

The pressure of your cruel movements against his now tight pants were killing him. You were getting him all worked up in a public bar! How shameful. It was difficult to keep back embarrassing breaths each time you spoke. "Hmnm.." You hummed, leaning in just before his mouth. "Maybe too much time." You teased, leaving a quick kiss on his mouth. It was nothing but playful affection, but it was driving his libido up the wall. Not to mention the throbbing dick prodding against your ass.

What torture you bring! The back of his mind begged to fuck you in bar bathroom. But, he knew how much of a baby he would've been if you had brought that up. "Right." The girl's voice before you faded as the thumping of heels on the wooden floor wandered off to a dining table. You watched as she left, leaning your head against Nagito's shoulder with a sigh. "Awh .. You doing okay?" You questioned, sitting yourself up enough to face him.

"You're .. Ah-" He awkwardly laughed, failing to hide how worked up you had gotten him. Each time you moved or even talked to him, he feared he would cream his pants right there. What a little viper you were. "Nagito-Do you wanna treat me like some girl you brought home from the bar?" You asked, inching closer to his burning face. Close enough to feel his heavy breaths. (trying to keep composure, maybe.)

"Like a dirty little slut. Or would that be you?" You tilted your head, amused at how much you were playing with him. "A dirty -?" He cut himself off, squeezing your hand for relief. Hearing you call him names like that was fatal. “Yeah.. a little dirty slut that wants to fuck every harlot that flirts with him." You spoke quietly, moving your hips ever so slightly with each word. "N-No-Nmn-" He dropped his head down towards his lap, hoping sweat hadn't begun beading down his blushing face. The pulses in his bottoms weren't helping how excited you were making him. What a mess you were stirring up.

"Is that what you were thinking?" He questioned, lifting his head up enough to see that pretty face of yours. "Weren't you?" You asked, chewing down on your bottom lip. "Mhnm, you're such a cuck." You whispered, turning away to take a sip of your drink. "Please," He let out a breath, flexing the fingers against your hip in tense anticipation. "Please .. please?" You teased him, mocking the sort of whines you'd heard before.

To a bystander, it may come across as rude to ridicule your partner. Unless they were like Nagito. “I bet you really wanna get off right now." You teased, feeling a particular pulse beneath your ass. "Like a filthy little slut," You laughed, taking the opportunity to push back against the bar. Anyone else would assume something was quite funny. Technically it was. "Fuck you in the bathroom .. Fuck you in the car .." You whispered in sultry vowels, pressing your mouth up against his burning face. He squirmed with each 'fuck' that left your mouth.

The sound of heels bombarded your ears. You realized the same bartender had returned, urging for your pay. (was it too hard to watch this go down?) “Oh!" You pulled your warm mouth from Nagito's face and focused back on the bartender. "I've got it." You reached for the bag you'd brought and heard a bitchy little breath from Nagito. You could easily dry hump him to a guilty release in that bar without even trying.

You set the bag right on your lap, fully opening it for the wandering eyes behind you to see what you had brought. You were always ready for whatever the day had in store. Just the sight of travel-sized lubricant made him shiver. Just the sight of your pretty fingers sifting for your wallet. “You don't need to-"

"It's alright. I'm the one who does everything anyways." You said that so casually. Nagito knew exactly what you meant by that. He knew what you meant when you cut a slick look at him. Oh, fuck. Just the scent of your hair when moving your head was like some sort of aphrodisiac on its own. He didn't need that to feel like a total perv when you were around. You truly were some sort of deadly nightshade.

“Mhnm!" You hummed when tossing down whatever money you two had drank up. (if you had gotten him too tipsy, he definitely would've started begging you to fuck him in the bathroom. louder than you'd like him to.)

“Nagito-Are you ready to leave?" You turned to him. (scent aphrodisiac. scent aphrodisiac.) It took all that was in him to resist the temptation to move his hips against yours. An uncomfortable nod and you were off. You carefully slid off his lap, making sure to rub as much friction as you nonchalantly could. You'd hear the squeaking of the stool behind you. (practically sensing the awkward way he would walk out of the bar. thanks to you.)

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The moment you stepped past the front door, you had already begun attacking Nagito with warm kisses. Kisses on the face, kisses on the neck — you paused to take a breath, half-haphazardly stumbling to the bedroom of the shared home.

“Fuck-" You panted, pressing your mouth against his with sloppy kisses. Roughly tugging the sleeves of his jacket down enough to discard it to the floor. Between absolutely messy kisses, you let his trembling fingers grasp at the hem of your shirt, enough to help you pull it right over your head.

"Look at that," You spoke, completely out of breath. "At least you're good at something." You smiled, leaving one last kiss to his quivering mouth. "C'mon then." You motioned to him, tugging down your own skirt. “Hurry up! Do you want me to leave you to jerk yourself off all alone?" You frowned, watching his desperate attempt to strip himself down for you. "No-Please, I want you to be the one who does that." He nodded, obediently backing up towards the bed. "You're good." You began, circling around the bed. It was neatly made that morning. Not for very long.

"When you want to be." You tutted, dropping to your knees. You ducked down, pulling out a box from beneath the bed. A box full of all sorts of fun things. "Naughty naughty." You tutted, setting the box onto the nightstand. "I wonder .. I wonder.." You hummed, tossing the lid out of the way.

You sifted through your 'toy box' of sorts, fishing out whatever you found necessary. Watching you from the mattress was torture! Nagito was propped up on his elbows while watching your every move. "I don't know if you even deserve to even think of touching me, Nagito." A small noise from him. He couldn't deny that. "I really don't-" He sat up more, pathetically excited for whatever you were going to do to him.

"Not at all. Especially for how much of a slut you were being!" You frowned, taking hold of one of his wrists nonetheless.

“A slut?" He sounded feeble to repeat your (attractive.) vulgarity, staring back at you with such a pitiful gaze. "Uh-huh." You nodded, pausing your search within the box of yours. "I think so." You teased, pulling out familiar cuffs. Perfect enough to bind him up with!

You carefully secured his trembling wrists, finding guilty pleasure in his whiny panting. "I haven't even touched you! You're already getting so worked up," You snickered, circling to his ankles. "I'm sorry. I can't help it. It's you after all. I can't help it when it's you-!" He sighed, leaning his head back against the pillows. "As opposed to anyone else?" You pushed his overly squirmy ankles down in an attempt to properly secure them to the under-bed restraints. How convenient.

"No!-No .. You know that-" He assured you, already pulling at those cuffs around his wrists. (no good.) "Nagito," You cooed his name, finishing up by the edge of the bed. God, even saying his name triggered a shiver through his body. "Can you tell me something?" You asked, hiking your legs up into the mattress. (what a sweet sight to see between his legs!) The response was a feeble nod, staring back at you with such pathetic desperation in his eyes. The comfortably propped pillows behind him should have been comfortable. The trembling of his hips each inch you crawled in was nothing near it. Oh, the agony of needing you!

"Yes?" He swallowed, his chest rising with each deep breath. (pure excitement!) Between questions, you straddled yourself over his thighs, pausing just before his needy sex. (all on perfect display for you.) "Did you wanna fuck that bartender?" You asked, staring back at that fearful expression of his. "Huh? No!" He shook his head, pulling on those restraints. "I didn't! I only want you-" He pleaded, desperate to prove his faith to you. "You sure?" You pouted, leaning in towards his face.

His breaths grew shallow as you inched closer, resting a hand on his panting chest. "Yes! Why would I-" He was cut off by the hard slapping sound of your hand striking him across the cheek. "You're so fucking gross—" You said, staring back at the red blotch you had left on his fair skin. Tears welled in his pale eyes when he tilted his face back to meet yours. He truly was gross up for finding immense pleasure in that. "I bet you wanted to fuck her so bad," You pouted, prodding your fingers against the burning cheek of his.

"No! I only want you to do that." He swallowed the collected saliva in his mouth, giving the same demeanor of a kicked puppy. "Want me to do..?" You awaited his answer and leaned in closer to his scorching face. (what a quivering voice! what hitched breaths.) The fingers against his bare chest pressed down. You pressed hard enough to feel his raging heartbeat.

Nagito seemed hesitant to repeat your vulgarities. "-Fuck me." He uttered, huffing out breaths. "You don't want just any little harlot on your cock. Now do you?" You asked, replacing the prodding of your fingers to grab ahold of his sore cheeks. He looked so cute like that. “Nmnm.." He shook his head, refusing your accusations of infidelity. "It's not like anyone else would want to fuck you anyways." You squished his stinging cheeks once more before letting go. (admiring the red blotches you had left on him.)

"So I get the leftovers that nobody wants." You leaned away, leaving yourself properly straddled over his thighs. Just in front of his cock. Right before your very eyes. You absolutely adored the way he stared down at you in awe, in fear, in lust! You bent down towards his cock, leaving your mouth just inches from it. “See? See?" You prodded two fingers against the slit of his cock and flickered your eyes to see his reaction. Whiny little gasps at the slightest touch.

"You've gotten so needy... just for me? And I haven't even done anything yet!" You giggled, treating his dick like some sort of specimen to observe. "That is so pathetic! It's so easy to get you all subby and bitchy ..." You were beaming with enthusiasm (a slight hint of bite in your words,) when lightly running those fingers down his cock. The hard pulses of his stiffened length were nothing far from pathetic. "So unworthy of even being touched like this," You tilted your head and glanced up at him. "Nmn-You're right - I'm useless - even like this." He hissed at the contact, instinctively jutting his hips against your hand. (desperate for anything! something!)

"Not entirely." You lifted your fingers from him, hearing a bitchy little whine on his end. "You can't hold out that long either. But I really wanna play with you, Nagito." You laughed, the heat of your breath fanning over the drooling tip of his cock. "Mnm. Please do ... You can use me all you want-" He sounded more like he was asking you to than offering it.

"Use you, use you.." You teased. You squeezed your fingers around his cock as before, spitting warm saliva onto his pulsing dick. "There isn't much you're good for.." You began stroking his cock, smoothly pumping it through throbs and slick saliva. "Except being a filthy slut." You nodded, gaining a quick rhythm. Nagito pressed his head back against the pillows, already letting out airy moans and such. "A worthless little whore! Komaeda is a worthless little whore!" You degraded, bringing your mouth up to his cock.

There were sweet noises of jangling chains as his wrists twitched at your breath. His hips tensed as you pressed your mouth against the sensitive area. Scattering it with sloppy kisses. "Awhaha .. You're a pretty toy though .." You softened your tone, popping your mouth off his cock with each word. The sultry responses came in gasps and little groans. He was whining already.

“Mhmnm-" Your hums were vibrating against him when taking inches of his length into your mouth, cautious not to gag too loudly. "—Putting my filth-Nmn .. In your mouth .." He gasped out, choking on little whimpers. "Please-Please-"

You grazed the sensitive skin with your teeth, gathering a particularly lovely sound from him. (a gravelly hiss if you will.) You left a sloppy kiss against his dick, leaving a wet trail of messy kisses against his thighs. Your teeth grazed this skin once more, staring up at his tear-tinged eyes. It was smooth and warm to feel your tongue explore his skin. His breaths were shallow, taking sharp breaths at your gentle nibbles.

There was an anticipating breath — tensing up as you opened your mouth. (a teasing 'aah' from you,) as you sunk your teeth into the soft skin of his inner thigh. A pleased yelp of pain as he twitched away from you — what a pleased moan that followed! You pushed his thigh back against the mattress, pressing your fingers against the teeth marks. 

"Nagito," You spoke his name, leaving a sloppy kiss against the teeth marks. “What do you really want me to do with you?" You asked, straightening yourself up. He opened his mouth with quivering lips as if anticipating his own words. "Please-I want you to use me. Just like this-" His breath hitched, staring right back at you. “I know I don't deserve it-" He began, watching you lean over his sweaty body for the box from earlier. "Please, Just — Can't you allow me this?" He attempted to sit up, tugging at the cuffs around his wrists. "Violate me-Take advantage of me-" His breaths grew shallow as if excited by his own deranged fantasies.

His words were quite alluring to you, even seeing him this way left you feeling just as fucked as he was. "Talkative, are we? I'm sure our neighbors love hearing that voice of yours." You smiled, slipping out a cloth from the box. A perfect gag to shove into his mouth. You would miss his talkative self-depreciation though.

“Can you say 'aah'?" You asked, awaiting him to open his mouth. He gladly did so. Perfectly opening up wide for you. "Nagito is such a good boy. A very good boy." You smiled, (roughly, over gently-) securing it. (at least he listened to you!)

“Mnm. At least you're good for one thing, Nagito. You really are. And do you know what that is?" You rubbed yourself closer towards him, leaving your thighs inches from properly aligning with his hips. Pitiful groans were heard, playing into the jerk of his hips. As if to say — please - oh god, please!

He began nodding, fully aware of what you meant.  “Nmnm." You prodded his cock just before your welcoming cunt, keeping your focus on his face. He was already making racket.  Anticipating hums and narrowed eyes stared you down. (as well as taking in the lovely sight of you.)

You paused, "Do you really want to? It's okay if you don't want to." You teased him, just barely pushing your hips down. Panicked nods followed, in tune with desperate noises and choked-back affirmations. That was sweet consent for you. You bit down on your lower lip, letting out a breath when sliding your hips down. Carefully pushing his well-accustomed cock inside of yourself. "Fuck-" You laughed, moving your hands up his bare chest. Your vulgarity was nothing compared to the desperate whines and groans that were spilling from his chest. You were so hot inside. You perfectly melted around his sex, prematurely throbbing with the slightest grind against him.

"Nagito-" You gasped out his name, ever so slightly beginning to move your hips. Ever so slightly digging your knees into the mattress when carefully lifting your hips, only to roughly grind back against him. Between your own gasps, his shallow breaths and muffled whimpers were louder than your freely open mouth. The way he filled your cunt was perfect. This gave you more of an opportunity to grind against him with each uncontrollable arching of his back.

"Nagito," You swallowed, taking in the way your walls squeezed around him. (glancing down to see how well he stretched your cunt.) "You know .. I know what you're good for!" You laughed, leaning harder against him. "Fucktoy-" You bit your lip, enjoying the wheeze you got out of him with those words. The pathetic tears welled in his eyes. (practically begging you to fuck him hard!) “You're a filthy, filthy fucktoy. Fuck toy!" You gasped out pleasurable noises, thoroughly fucking yourself on his cock. Your own liquids mixed with his nicely. Smooth and slick as you found an absolutely phenomenal rhythm. Nagito was such a bitchy baby. Your gasps and little moans were nothing compared to the trembling hips beneath you.

He desperately tugged at the cuffs, wishing to touch you with every buck of his hips. (to the best of his abilities.) "You squirm so much-! Like a fucking maggot!" You spat, pushing down on his hips with one hand. "I should really tie you down next time-" That he did. He wheezed out pathetic groans and whines, trembling beneath you (and inside you.) with every rough movement of your hips. "You nasty little fuckdoll-" You panted, dripping warm droplets of sweat against his chest.

Those words only fucked him up more and more. He groaned in sexual frustration, begging you to push your hips down against his aching cock. With each lewd noise that filled the room, you felt the deep throbs prodding inside of you. He was close. So close to showing how gross he could be. “Nagito-! Do you want it that badly? So badly that you can't keep still?" You questioned, noting the desperation of sobs he choked out into that poor gag. (the arching and twitches of his sweaty body with every squeezing movement. (you weren't complaining though.) What a good fucktoy! Weak arms resisting restraints and soaking that gag with every wheeze and whimper.

You bunched up sheets in your clammy hands by his chest, staring down at him. A tear-stained face and the most desperate moans you had ever heard. You almost felt bad for him. Almost. Those pretty eyes of his flickered open and shut, (begging for you to let him have this!) "You're gonna cum? Nagito? Huh?" You stifled those words out between pants, feeling his hard twitches. He didn't need to tell you. (even if he could.) "—Gonna make me as lowly as you? That's so fucked up, Nagito-"

Humiliating nods of confirmation were so exciting to see. He was desperate for it! Whatever dignity he had left was long gone. So close. It was almost as if he was embarrassed for you to see him like this. All cuffed to your bed and drooling all on a gag? You found it to be pretty cute. His cock all full inside of you? Repetitive moans were choked out — music to your ears. Nagito's hips jerked against you mercilessly rather roughly, needing you to fuck that euphoric release right out of him! Pulsing in ecstasy! (with pathetic sobs of release.)

"N-Nmn!" You couldn't choke out his name anymore. All you knew was that you felt so much warmer inside — so hot with his filthy seed. Your own release was building up in throbbing waves. "Nagito-! Ah-I'll cum on your dick — you pretty little fucktoy-" You cried out, squeezing around his cock so perfectly. So sloppy and pleasing! If he could become just as hard as he was in that bar would have. (his own whines of overstimulation - and the beautiful sound of your pleasure was so good.)

You throbbed around him as you slowed your pace, feeling how he had prodded your cervix just perfectly. How dirty he had made you. You sucked in whatever air you could, sliding your trembling fingers up to his mouth. (allowing you pretty little hums of a needy partner.) You hooked your fingers beneath the cloth, carefully tugging it loose and out of place. “Look at that-" You let it rub down his chin,  feeling the fanning heat of his jagged attempts for air.  "Thank you-" He choked out, panting for ripe air. What a slut. He was still trembling beneath you — warming his flaccid sex all shoved up inside of you.

"Such a good boy-" You smiled, squishing his burning red face. "You're so cute, Nagito. Such a whiny baby." You teased, every so slowly drawing off of him. (to his dismay.) It was a familiar sensation. The sticky mixture of both of your liquids had tainted your thighs when moving. He pleaded your name, spilling out how grateful he was - how much he loved you!

You were quite amused by his proclamations — huffing out deep breaths while pushing yourself off the bed (his sweaty thighs assisting you,) You were so pretty - leaning against the bed when addressing him. (what a mess you had made!) "Are you gonna behave from now on?" You asked, pausing right before him. It was very clear to you that he wouldn't.

"Only if you wish me to," He was breathless, dizzy, and mesmerized with you. "Mhnm." You swept the ivory hairs off his sweaty forehead, "Sick fuck." You smiled nonetheless, leaving a messy kiss on his mouth. Oh, god — He was so pathetic each time you kissed him.

"I appreciate your lack of effort, Nagito." You inched away, as if dangling yourself in front of him — only to take it away. "We'll have to see about it. Best of luck-" You patted his sore cheek. You knew he wouldn't follow through with it. But, that's the fun part, isn't it? It kept you both looking forward to your next outing.

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I always get so excited when a new account is made, I'm constantly on the hunt for sweet Nagito writing. Can I have sfw headcanons of Nagito with an s/o who loves baby-talking to him, and is into a little ageplay? (mommy dom). They're very verbally & physically affectionate and utterly love praising him (also love calling him pet names like precious, pretty, beautiful, baby boy, dove, angel, my hope, etc.). You can add nsfw hc if you want to, and as for gender, gender neutral (although, if you want a specific gender then female pls). Ofc, you don't have to write this if you don't want to. Thank you! 💗

synopsis: A requested variety piece of baby boy (sfw & nsfw) headcanons of Komaeda Nagito. 

warnings: (sfw); pet names, gift giving, compliments, pining, cuddling, a bit of insecurity regarding his talent. (nsfw); pet names, blowjob, begging, desperation, praising, mommy kink.

a/n: i do apologize, it’s not necessarily ageplay, except for the nsfw bit. i tried to incorporate it into the sfw section but my brain turned off on me haha. but i do hope you enjoy it nonetheless! i love writing his character sm, he’s literally my main hyperfixation character in danganronpa atm. wc: 1.2k. m.list

divider credit: @benkeibear & @firefly-graphics

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~ nagito’s absolutely obsessed with you, like he’ll bring you little gifts from the beach he found to give to you (like a penguin), and he’ll present them to you with a grin on his face waiting for you to accept the treasures (this time, a white conch shell) which you do with open palms, a soft praise dripping from the corners of your mouth, ‘it’s beautiful just like you’ or ‘it matches the rays of hope you speak of, my love’; he’s so lucky to have you.

~ sometimes he wonders how you were so well made for him, nothing seemed to phase you, as well as his talent which didn’t even come close to touching you, not even remotely smothering you with bad luck; it was like you were an angel sent for him from the depths of his hell. 

~ you never thought anything of it, just happy to finally have found someone that you could shower with affections and affirmations because God knows he needs that constantly, with his belittling self-esteem. 

~ you tend to watch over him in every way you can, because due to his luck cycles, he can get hurt from the slightest thing, like that time he tripped over a rock and scraped his knee or that other time when you yanked a little too hard on his precious hair as you brushed it out for him, cooing a tiny ‘sorry, my little dove, it won’t happen again’ into his ear as you soothed his pain, and he’d grin up at you in thanks with that aloof smile you fell in love with.

~ he was your baby boy, you couldn’t bear to be away from him for too long, just like him who would sulk around whenever he wasn’t with you, wanting nothing more than to be held by you– cuddled in your embrace with a blanket wrapped around the both of you. 

~ he wanted nothing but your doting kisses upon his flushed cheeks, wanted nothing but your sweet muses whispered into his ear, telling him that he’s enough, wanted nothing but you next to him, always and forever. 

“Nagito love, you’re doing just fine.” 

“I don’t feel like I am.” 

You kissed the top of his forehead, letting his head fall more into your chest and he pouted up at you, promptly asking for a kiss, which of course you obliged happily. “My darling, don’t think too much about it.” 

He huffed into your shoulder, burying his face there. You threaded your fingers into his hair, playing with the tangles that intertwined the locks and you hummed to yourself as you felt him relax underneath your touch. He loved your touch, the stress seemed to melt away from the crevices of his mind whenever you were around him, taking care of him with a soft expression on your face. 

“I’m here for you always, you’re my hope after all.” You reminded him, your voice firm with affection. The viscosity of the word had flown in all directions as he talked about it for hours on end. It was so enchanting to you and you delivered it back to him on multiple occasions, my hope. The first time you said it to him, he nearly bawled from how delighted he was to be called something so jovial.

“Will you still be here when my luck falters?” He asked with a curious tone, looking back up at you and you captured him into an endearing kiss. He returned it, holding onto your waist in a tight embrace. You traced imprints into his skin, tiny hearts and squiggles drew from your fingertips and he welcomed it with contentment. 

“Always and forever.”

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~ when he’s not being doted upon in the midst of public, it’s brought to the bedroom, the intimacy still holding strong when you make him lay on the bed with the quiet phrase, ‘on your back for me pretty’ and he has to try so hard not to get too excited, but the poor thing’s harder than you could ever imagine. 

~ ‘mommy’ll rid your clothes, okay? No need to do anything yourself, gonna take good care of you.’

~ nagito’s whole demeanor breaks, like he basically short circuits as you slide off his clothes with nimble hands, nothing but the cool air hitting his skin and the utter warmth of your breath sinking down onto him. he’s resting by the near edge of the bed now, his knees pressed up against your cheeks as you take good care of him, whilst whiney ‘mommy’s’ are flowing from his mouth, the only time he ever really gasps for breath. 

~ he’s also fond of your appraisal in bed, perhaps even more than you think. he’ll beg for the way your fingers wrap around him all to hear ‘such a good boy’ when he moans out in hazed pleasure, seeking more and more with every desperate thrust into your hand. 

~ when he cums, it’s quick, he always cums so fast when he’s with you, like its too much for him to take, but you always coax him through it, the intimacy pouring from you lets him know that you enjoy this too, enjoy watching him fall apart, enjoy being his caretaker in the darkest of nights and the brightest of days, enjoy being his mommy praising the angel that he is-

~ and you sometimes have to calm him down, from the sheer intensity of his excitement, he tends to behave more like an insolent child who wants more candy. he’d plead for you to kiss him, touch him all over, praise him, need him, need him more than anything else, and you’d do everything he asked of you; because he’s your baby boy and how could you ever say no? 

His thighs pressed into your cheeks as he grinded into your mouth unintentionally, the warmth getting to him. Nagito just couldn’t stop moving and you huffed out a bit from your nostrils, pulling away from his cock that had been nestled deep. 

“Baby boy, please stop moving for me.” You asked politely, rubbing his outer thigh with a free hand. You rested the other against his waist, rubbing circles in order to soothe him as he twitched against you. “You’re doing so well for me, but you have to stop squirming.” 

“M’ sorry.” The words came out of his mouth quicker than you expected, flowing with desperation and apologeticness. “I’ll be good, I promise.” 

You took him back in your mouth and his fingers clutched the loose strands of your hair, pulling with fervor. You moaned around him and he bucked up in the heat of your mouth again, a quiet whine hitching in the back of his throat. You pulled off slightly, but as you did, you heard Nagito plea and his hands trembled in your hair. 

“Please, no! I’ll be good, don’t stop please, please-” He panted out, pushing your head down slightly and you pinched his thigh with a wistful groan. “I’m so close, please mommy…”

How could you say no when he was so close, so far gone, you surely could give him what he begged for, couldn’t you? You sank further your mouth onto his cock, tongue lapping at the base and he came instantly, a string of whimpers flying from his mouth.

You couldn’t praise him then but when he came down from his high, you were sure to shower him with love with ‘such a good boy for me’ spilling from your lips as you wiped off his cum from them. 

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Nagito at 3:00am

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Hi, can I request a Nagito x Reader (I don’t care if it’s headcanons, oneshots, or whatever you choose) where the reader has two talents, one is the Ultimate Hope, and the next one isn’t recognized by Hopes Peak but it basically negates luck. Like for example with Nagito if something good happens around/involving the reader than something equally bad won’t happen? Sorry if this doesn’t make much sense, love your work.

ultimate hope!reader who balances his luck

Anime/fandom: Danganronpa

Character: Nagito Komaeda

Warnings: I don’t proofread

A/n: I hope I got it right anon!!!!!

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Nagito Komaeda

You’re a gem in his eye, the purest form of life, a shining beautiful diamond in a world full of filth and despair

He’s never felt so blessed to have someone like you, you’re so full of hope and he’s practically worshipping the ground you walk on. Sometimes he thinks the gods have blessed him for you be someone as lowly as him

“You truly are the ultimate hope, my luck must be really great if I managed to be with you.” He says with a lighthearted laugh as he holds your hands and raises them towards his face to give them a gentle kiss, to show he really does love and appreciate you

Nagito has noticed that whenever you’re around, bad luck never shows up. He can’t help but wonder if you somehow balance it so it’s only luck, basically neutralizing it. Even so, he will of course have no problem with it and love you even more

Hes had so many things happen to him and around him because of his luck—which is very ironic, and tends to be very odd compared to others because of it, but with you, you made his life pure.

He doesn’t have to worry about hurting himself or others, and he really does think you’re a blessing in disguise

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[random-idiot-writer]

Nagito's confession

the gender of reader wasnt really mentioned

TW: Self depreacating thoughts, idk a bit of angst

"I.. love you."

The sudden three words hit struck through your heart as soon as they were spoken. You didn't expect a confession from anyone, and much less Nagito.

His thin, tall figure stood there in a moment of silence after his hesitant confession. He was blushing, anxious, afraid, and looked so fragile that he would break upon the lightest touch. His porcelain, pale skin and soft hair emriched in it's beauty as you stare at it, unable to avert your gaze.

Ever since your first glance at his alluring beauty, you have fallen for Nagito as he had, admiring his beauty, yet not having the confidence to speak about it. You never once understood how he spoke such awful phrases about himself when he was, in your eyes, the epitome of perfection.

After realizing the audacity of the words he had spoken aloud, he hastily tried to retract such words in a panick. "I-I'm terribly Y/N! I truly apologize for such insolence for someone such as I to mention such disgusting feelings torwards one of your talent! I did not expect any feelings being returned to my lowly and disgusting being!-"

There he was again, spinning those self deprecating sentences around in a web, trapping himself in it. If only he saw himself the way you had seen him.

He averted his eyes in shame and looked to the floor. "I have spoke out of turn! I understand how impudent and horrible I am for not uttering words without thought behind it!-"

"Nagito.." You started torwards his frail figure, quivering as his own dreadful thoughts swallowed him.

"I-I truly am a lowly condescending creature that insults this race as a human.. I should have treasured what we already had... I-I" Fumbling with his own words now, a flood of tears rolled down his soft cheeks while his eyes refused to meet your own.

"Nagito!" You cupped your hands around his now damp cheeks, and forced his gaze to meet your own. His pale, emerald eyes stared deep within and you both exchanged countless emotions in that close comtact.

"Just shut up and look at me. Not at the floor, or anything else."

His nervous jittering and shrudders slowly dissipated as he focused on the one thing in front of him.

You.

You smiled, knowing his attention shifted from the web of horrible thoughts, before realizing that it was on you. You were his sense of stability at this moment.

Yet, is that fair?

Although you did return his feelings, what would come out of the relationship from you accepting this confession? You would be his solace if you two hard started dating. With these thoughts, he would basically worship every last morsel of your existence, seeing as he already deems you and the other classmates sacrilegious beings on par with what others would view gods as.

No, such a relationship is unhealthy. You having so much power over his thoughts and actions.

To be able to love someone else.. "You must be able to love yourself first." You hadnt noticed that you had finished that sentence aloud.

As soon as he heard those words, Nagito was faced with reality once more. Of course Y/N would not love him back. How imprudent of him to let himself believe that for even a second. A lump formed in his throat. So these feelings of his wont be reciprocated. They never once-

You brushed your thumb across his dampened, soft cheeks, realizing that he was quivering again. In a way, you had rejected him, and though it would be horribly selfish to reassure him when you were the cause of it, you could not help it. "No, it's not that I don't love you back, it's just that this wont be love if you dont love yourself back as much as you love me. We may still be friends of course, Until your confidence is enough to sustain a more healthy relationship." You ment every single word you said, and you knew he could tell as he searched your eyes for any hint of sarcasm.

Content with his searching, he smiled, accepting the outcome. At the start, he was never expecting anything out of this confession apart from finally stating out his buried feelings.

But now, Nagito has a new friend.

And that changed his life forever.

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[BOXER AND BARE PREVIEW VER]

Well... Don't worry... I'll check up on him <3 Make sure he feels better so he can... Come join us. Maybe hehe..

uhm... I think Nagito needs a break-- I mean..! He's gonna be out for the rest of the night... But I'll check in on him later <333

HAHA I HAD LAUNCHED MY POIPIKU FOR THIS IM SO EMBARRASSED/////

you can find [BOXER VER] there on my twitter!

and you can find [BARE VER] on my poipiku! (you're gonna need to have a twt and follow my twt in order to see it cause its a little too explicit to see easy haha... sorry tumblr bots are definitely not gonna be cool with this one)

also thanks for all the love recently!! this was for 200 follows on my twt! <33 //muah muah

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