♡ IN the killing game, he would most likely 'protect you' or whatever from Mondo.. And Byakuya.
♡ he would let you hang out in his dorm time to time!! but sometimes, my boy gotta to rest on his own, so hes gonna ask you to leave/not come in the most POLITEST way possible.
"U-uh.. [name]? Can you.. go? I-Its not like I dont want you here! I-I just need some alone time!.. Thats all! I enjoy having you over! I do!"
(rate my Makoto impression 😼)
♡ trust me with this twin, he WILL buy you flowers and chocolates!! he'll also take you on dates in cafés!! (recommended by Hina)
♡ while on dates, Big Mac finna be the MOST flustered and shy person, while still tryna look good and presentable.
"Y-you look.. nice, [name]."
♡ Hina will tease the both of you whenever she gets the chance to! you can NEVER escape the donut queen.. 😈😈
♡ ok, but hear me out.. Kyoko would help Hina (along with Komaru ofc) make banners sayin something like "WELCOME BACK LOVEBIRDS!" covered in glitter, and show it to the both of you when yall come back from a trip together or smth.
♡ cuddly. Thats literally him. Cuddly. He LOVES it when you scratch his head, pat it, or just hug him in general.
♡ my dude does NOT like it when you get a little bit TOO comfortable with other people, like.. sharing clothes with them, shoes, somethin like that. so hes prob gonna text you sayin:
"hey dear! how r u? ☺ so uh.. you know your friend, right? the yakuza one with golden hair and golden eyes? could you maybe tell him to... back off? im sorry if that sounds too possessive!"
then just send crying or 'worried-looking' emojis afterwards lol.
♡ mm.. kisses.. 🤤 He loves them too!! Especially on the cheek, or hand!
♡ DUUDE, DONT TEXT HIM SOMETHING LIKE: "hey, miss you.. and your lips." YOU FINNA TURN HIM INTO THE NEXT BLOOD MOON BCUZ OF HOW RED HE IS😭😭
this sucks ass ngl — ngh..! nngh.. ~ s-so close..! mmh.. k-keep going.. ~!
Hii could I request Kokichi and Shuichi with an s/o that sends them cute animals videos. Also I love your work
thank you anon 💗
kokichi and shuichi with an s/o who sends them cute animal videos:
category: headcanons, x reader, fluff
Kokichi Ouma:
• this guy reacts to every reel and video you send him with SEVERAL comments. he has something to say about all of it
• usually he's commenting things like "lol dumbass" on the ones of cute animals stumbling
• after you send him so many animal videos on instagram he starts to get them on his feed too (which he then, spam-sends to you)
• you show him one cute animal video and bam... 99+ notifications in the span of one hour, all from kokichi
• it's become a love language to exchange these between the two of you. he's very aware of how much you like to send them to him, so he thinks it'll make you happy to reciprocate
• "you're too late. i've already seen this video on my page! find me a unique one."
• you honestly don't even know how he has the time to send these all to you. you know he's out doing other things and how he has obligations. how does he do it???
• "i like this one. hehehehe ♥"
Shuichi Saihara:
• he has the tendency to not check his phone for long periods of time, but when he finally does, he's attentive to your messages
• "hey, that's pretty cute 😄"
• he likes cats more than dogs, but no matter what you send him, he still reacts positively
• he makes very observational comments about everything in the animal videos you send him. there's a dog in the video and he's busy talking about what's playing on the tv in the background
• shuichi doesn't really go out of his way to find animal videos, but it'll remind him of you when he sees one occasionally. and he'll tell you about it
• "the other day, i saw this video of a puppy and thought of you. i think those reels you send me are starting to infiltrate my mind."
• whenever you two see animals outside together, he points and taps your shoulder, exclaiming "look, look! just like that one video you sent me, isn't it?"
Hi! Can I make a request of THH girls with a ultimate prodigy girlfriend reader that have passion for learning new things (and learns anything at the first try)?
Thank you for reading my request :)
thh!danganronpa girls x fem!girlfriend!reader ⇁
request? yes
setup: thh girls with an ultimate prodigy girlfriend ! genre < fluff, typical junko things, cheesy nicknames nd shit, tiny spoilers in kyoko's part
note: thank you sm for the request! sorry if its a bit ooc it has been a while since ive played the games and i tried my best to do what u wanted so hopefully i got it right <3 also this is just a middle post im still working on dream about me dw
below the cut!
SAYAKA MAIZONO !
⃗ would be super impressed. initially maybe a little intimidated wondering how she could be perfect for someone like you
⃗ after the initial stage of shock, she would be quite intrigued and would never pass up an opportunity to hear you talk about it! literally the best listener. so used to being admired herself but now she's admiring you (she honestly already did even before she found out)
⃗ definitely the type of girlfriend to brag about you to others. like 'that's right. that's my girlfriend right there.' while smiling.
⃗ would always ask you to help her write her lyrics or just generally in her performances because of how much she admires and trusts you.
⃗ you would be writing something for her and she would just be looking at you with the MOST love drunk eyes ever
⃗ "you learned that instrument just by.. watching me.. once!? ..you're insane!" (lovingly)
⃗ always trying to be the best version of herself so she can be worthy of being your partner
❝ "how do you come up with these lyrics so fast?" sayaka asks, her eyes lighting up as she looks at you like you just pulled magic out of thin air. "and not just that... they sound amazing. you never fail to surprise me, you know that?"
you glance up from the notebook, a small smile tugging at your lips as you meet her gaze. there's something about the way she says it—like she's genuinely in awe—that makes your chest feel a little warmer.
"i guess it's easy when i'm writing for someone who inspires me," you say, closing the notebook gently. you lean in, just a little, your voice softer now. "anything for you." ❞
CELESTIA LUDENBERG !
⃗ similar to sayaka, she is also extremely intrigued. admires you shamelessly.
⃗ finds it absolutely adorable how you're always so eager to learn something new. you never pass up an opportunity for something new and she loves it.
⃗ loves how smart you are. celestia's always trying to test you or challenge you because she loves to see you in action (and also maybe the face you make when you're concentrating that makes her heartbeat increase) and see just how smart you are.
⃗ finds your intelligence so hot. like she's like downnnn bad.
⃗ also loves to brag about you just not too openly. kind of like you're are her biggest trophy in the most loving way.
⃗ challenges you to poker and gets absolutely destroyed by you. ends with her trying her best to act unaffected (you're the only person she would allow to beat her. also because she secretly enjoys it)
⃗ her favorite thing to do, despite it being just a little bit cheesy, is to flirt with you in puzzles or riddles. knows that you would solve it in seconds and loves to watch you solve it only to find it be a stupid pickup line by her. you truly have got her stupid in love.
❝ rain patters softly outside as you sit across from celestia, the two of you tucked away in her candlelit room. she slides a folded note across the tea table, eyes twinkling.
“a little something to keep you entertained, a mind excercise, if you may.” she says, voice smooth.
you open it and read:
“i am always near you,
though i cannot be touched.
i grow louder the closer you get,
and quiet when you’re away.
what am i? ”
you look up, smiling. “your heart?”
celeste’s expression softens — just for a moment. “correct,” she murmurs. “and just so you know, it's getting louder now too.”
you laugh gently. “god you're so cheesy!”
she lifts her teacup with a smirk. “only because i know you’ll always solve them.” ❞
SAKURA OGAMI !
⃗ when she first finds out, she has like.. genuine respect. like so much respect for you cause that's amazing??
⃗ after all, she values discipline and dedication so it doesn't take much for you to impress her.
⃗ would act like you're asking her too many questions in the beginning but would love when you ask her about martial arts. loves your curiosity. like a lot.
⃗ whenever she's teaching you something and you grasp it so easily in one try? practically awe struck. it's a sight for sure to just see her looking at you so amazed and quickly collecting herself when you ask her about it.
⃗ also loves to listen to you talk. not too verbal but is willing to spend the rest of her life just listening to you talk. loves your voice and also loves just watching the passion in your eyes and in your voice when you talk.
⃗ you can do the same thing everyday and you would still never fail to amaze her every. single. time.
⃗ you keep eachother grounded. in an ironic way, you are kind of sakura's person to look up to (even though technically.. you look up to her... yk.. with the height difference lol)
❝ you flip through a book you found as you sit in the garden, waiting for sakura to come back. that's when you see her approaching you from the corner of your eye.
“you are always learning,” she said softly, kneeling beside you.
you grinned. “you always say strength needs refinement. soo.. i refine my brain.” you say and watch as sakura gives you the smallest, warmest smile—one only you ever got to see.
“then let me help you refine your body,” she offered, reaching out a hand to pull you up gently. “mind and strength, together—they are unstoppable.”
you took her hand, standing easily with her help, repeating her words. “unbreakable and unstoppable,” you echoed, lacing your fingers with hers. ❞
KYOKO KIRIGIRI !
⃗ literal power couple. like you both are made for each other. ultimate detective and ultimate prodigy together? match made in heaven.
⃗ loves how analytical you can be, sometimes even more than her which means she always appreciate your help. often asks for it herself too.
⃗ you often try to predict plot twists or make deductions before she can even say them herself which she finds quite endearing.
⃗ always ends up admiring you instead of focusing on the case when you're with her, catching herself staring at you with the corners of her lips curving up just a little. mentally slaps herself for it and tries to not work around you sometimes due to the fact she always gets distracted by you in the best way. (ends up calling you there anyways cause you are her motivation in a way)
⃗ you both test each other and keep each other in check, growing together.
⃗ whenever she gives you premises of a case and you immediately understand without her having to tell you once again? she just fell harder in love.
⃗ her favorite thing is to have you lay your head in her lap while you're reading a book. just loves watching the subtle reactions on your face as she plays with your hair or clothes.
⃗ also loves it the other way around. your lap is her favorite pillow no questions asked.
❝ kyoko walked into the room, her eyes softening as they land on you as you stand there, going through the case files she had left.
“you’ve been here for hours,” she said, voice low and even.
you glanced up, smirk widening. “these are fascinating. especially the second one—there was a clue in the handwriting. you missed it.”
she raised an eyebrow, approaching. “did i?”
you turned the file toward her, tapping a line. “see? the slant. it's different from the rest. someone forged this entry.”
kyoko stared at it for a moment, then smiled—just a flicker of it, subtle and rare. “you're always three steps ahead.”
“maybe,” you said, leaning back. “or maybe.. we just make a good team.”
she looked at you, nodding as the corners of her lips curled upwards. "we do, don't we?" ❞
AOI ASAHINA !
⃗ often finds herself extremely lost or confused when you speak. but one thing that's always there is the admiration in her eyes.
⃗ you're some otherwordly person for her. like you are literally her idol. you both are eachother's idols. she can never wrap her head around how you can be this smart. like how is it possible!?
⃗ even if she finds herself confused when you talk about what you recently learned, she will always tries her best to understand a bit and listen to you, eager to learn from you.
⃗ similarly, LOVES to brag about you. like the number one person who brags about you. if she could, she would wear a nametag around her neck that read 'y/n's girlfriend' or 'my girlfriend is y/n' because of how insanely lucky she feels that someone as great as you loves her!? she isn't dumb, not at all, but compared to you!? she feels like she must have saved a city in her previous life.
⃗ "uh.. i'll ask my girlfriend and let you know. she would know!" "you don't know?? pfft, my girlfriend would know!" "shut up my girlfriend is smarter than you." "you should ask my girlfriend! she knows everything."
⃗ almost views it as a competition. "my girlfriend is better than you."
⃗ the people around her get sick of how much she brags about you and how you are somehow always brought up in the conversation, even if it's unrelated. but it's okay, you love her to death too.
⃗ still kicks her legs in happiness when she reminisces about that one time you both had a pastry in a bakery that she loved so much because then you went home and mastered the recipe and made it for her just by trying it once! still wonders how you did that.
⃗ when you learn her swimming workouts easily? she is of course, amazed but also frustrated how you learn something she struggled to learn so easily!?
⃗ acts like she's annoyed but truly she just falls deeper in love every time you do.
⃗ "if you weren't so cute, i would be mad you're better than me."
⃗ it makes her heartbeat 10x faster when you call her brilliant or compliment her because of course, you're her girlfriend and she blue screens with any compliment from you but also coming from the ultimate prodigy you are?! she wants your compliments engraved in her mind.
❝ “okay, okay—how the heck are you doing that already?!”
aoi stared at you, wide-eyed and water-dripping, as you popped up from the pool with a smug little smile. just an hour ago, she’d offered to teach you how to do a perfect flip turn, and now here you were—executing it like an olympic swimmer.
you floated over, grinning. “I watched you do it. muscle memory, observation, physics of motion... you know the drill.”
she narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms as she treaded water. “you’re some kind of swim sorcerer, that’s what you are.”
you laughed. “or maybe you’re just a really good teacher.”
her cheeks flushed just a bit at what you said, and she splashed water at you to hide it. “flattery won’t save you. i barely teached you! you like.. watched me once!"
you smirked as you watched her jump into the water, cheeks flushed just a little. "okay! rematch. race. five laps, 'kay?” aoi said as she swam to you. ❞
TOKO FUKAWA !
⃗ knowing toko, she was intimidated at first. even being convinced you would find her writing silly or juvenile. and due to her troublesome childhood, she would be quite wary and suspicious of you too, never really opening up.
⃗ but when you read her novels and give genuine, thoughtful feedback? oh, she’s hooked. it becomes a habit where she always asks you to proofread her novels before she takes the next step, trusting you more than herself even if she would never admit it.
⃗ also loves your confidence. she isn't too confident herself but when she sees you? and how smart you are? she feels confident too. you help her grow.
⃗ and her genocide jack side? yeah you aren't catching a second of calm.
⃗ insanely down bad. like celestia, your intelligence is so hot to toko.
⃗ genocide jack is obsessed with how smart you are. even obsessed is an understatement.
⃗ “ugh, a sexy brainiac? how am I supposed to compete with that level of hot???”
⃗ loves watching you in your element, especially when you geek out over something.
⃗ probably even gave you some stupid nickname like ultimate sexy smartass or something. you mentally slap yourself.
⃗ toko feels almost comforted by you. she finds herself being able to rely on you for anything because you always kind of knew the answer to everything. makes her feel assured in a way.
❝ "hey toko!" you chime in as you pull a seat next to her, sitting down and watching her scribble onto pages in her book.
"wha—! don't just.. appear like that! you surprised me!" you watch as toko looks up, her pen almost flying out of her hand.
"oops, sorry! didn't mean to interrupt the next award winning novel." you say as you grin, watching toko's reaction.
"you read it!?" she replies and you mentally prepare yourself for a lecture when she instead pauses before speaking again.
"..did you like it?" toko asks, looking at you expectedly.
you nodded, sliding one of her earlier pages across the table. "it’s brilliant. your imagery? the way you build tension? it’s like watching lightning gather in the clouds before a storm. you write like a genius.”
she blinked at you. once. twice. her skin flushing red from your words. how do you make her heartbeat increase like that.. so easily!? "..are you flirting with me?"
"is it working?" you say smiling. "y/n! i was trying to concentrate here you know—!" toko says, her tone annoyed but the soft smile that she was fighting didn't go unnoticed by you. ❞
JUNKO ENOSHIMA !
⃗ obsessed with you. like insanely obsessed with you.
⃗ at first, she thinks it's such a boringg ultimate. pfft, ultimate prodigy? what even is that?
⃗ but then, when she watches you in action? watches you immediately master something in one try? she's gone for.
⃗ you're like one of the few people who can keep up with her stupid tactics and mind games. hell even counter them. and that drives her insane in the best way possible.
⃗ "and that's wh- junko? are you even listening to me!?" "you're so hot." "what the fuck!?"
⃗ thirsts over you 24/7. never knew she would find someone being intelligent this hot but here she is. never misses an opportunity to make a restraining order worthy comment about you.
⃗ jokes aside, she loves just how insane you are in that way. in brainrotted words, you match her freak immaculately.
⃗ also makes it her goal to test you and tease you whenever she can but she's never surprised when you beat her. she knew you would beat her. she has so much confidence in you it's insane.
⃗ even makes it her goal to find the most insane and twisted puzzles, knowing you would immediately solve it making her so excited.
⃗ does not care at all when you do something better than she can or beat her. hell, she wants you to beat her because she loves it. that's junko for you.
⃗ after you both started dating, she practically abandoned wikipedia or any help books. afterall, she has her own guide now. her hot guide who is her girlfriend.
⃗ literally calls you her hot wikipedia. no shame. zero shame.
⃗ "babeeee, i need your help with something!" "..again!?"
⃗ sometimes (most times) she would already understand something but would still ask you just because she loves watching you help her. freak. (cough)
❝ “i’ve thrown everything at you. despair speeches, manipulation, mind games,” she said, stretching the words out like taffy. “and you just sit there. all calm and genius-y and smug.” junko says, dragging out her words again as she leans back on the couch, acting annoyed.
you smirk, laughing at her poor attempts and also her attempts to act like she's annoyed.
she groaned and flopped onto her back. “ugh. disgusting. i hate you. i wanna ruin you. i wanna kiss you.”
you tilted your head. “in that order?”
she sat up sharply, pointing a perfectly manicured finger at you. “that right there! that’s what i mean! you don’t flinch. you don’t blush. you don’t even stutter.”
"technically, i am blushing. i'm just good at hiding it, unlike you." you say as you smirk, watching junko roll her eyes as she grinned too.
"anyways.. i meant what i said." "meant what?"
"i still wanna do what i said earlier, you know?" junko smirks as you throw a pillow at her. junko enoshima is going to be the death of you. and likewise you, her. ❞
endnote: hope you liked it <3 do lmk if it wasn't exactly what you wanted. as always, likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated, as well as feedback! thank you!
Summary | Before the Tragedy, before the Killing Game, Hope's Peak Academy was just a school for the Ultimates. The Ultimate Affluent Progeny wasn't supposed to fall in love, wasn't supposed to get married. So why did he have to meet her?
Content | Fluff, fem reader, Byakuya gets angry at reader, reader doesn't take very good care of themself, he might be slightly out of character idk
Word Count | 1.9k+
A/N | Personally I love the idea of Byakuya falling in love and changing the way the inheritance system of the Togami family works for one person. I might do a part 2 to this, I'm not sure yet
"Good morning, Byakuya," you smile, walking into your classroom. Not yet going to your own chair, you take a seat on the desk of the Ultimate Affluent Progeny.
He tuts a little as he looks up at you, shaking his head. "You should not sit on desks, you know."
You laugh, running your fingers through your hair. "I know they're not meant to be sat on, but that doesn't mean you can't. Besides, this desk is used to it by now. It actually probably likes it by now," you stroke your fingers across the top of his desk in a sensual manner.
This response just makes him shake his head again. "Are you trying to seduce the desk, Y/N?" he teases.
"I don't know, depends on what the desk wants, doesn't it?"
He smirks a little, looking down to hide the small genuine smile. "The desk certainly does not have feelings. It is not sentient, you imbecile."
"I know that, Byakuya."
"You are later than usual," he says, looking at the clock. "Did you eat breakfast?"
You shake your head. "No, I missed it," you say sheepishly, smiling as you look at him. "I stayed up all night researching again."
"Ultimate Biologist? Tch! More like Ultimate Insomniac. You cannot keep staying up all night, or skipping breakfast."
You widen your eyes, staring at him. His eyebrows furrow a little in confusion at the look on your face. "Is Mr Cold and Emotionless worried about me?" you ask him teasingly.
He rolls his eyes. "In order to perform at your best, you should be taking care of yourself." He crosses his arms, raising his eyebrows at you.
At this point, Taka notices you sat on the desk and storms over, telling you to sit in a chair. You sigh and slide off the table, sticking your tongue out at him once he turns around. Byakuya looks down, smiling to himself before you address him again, forcing a neutral look onto his face.
"Well, I guess I will talk to you later," you smile brightly and wave before turning around and walking away to sit in your own seat, giving Toko a smile when you make eye contact with her.
He sighs to himself as he watches you walk away from him, wondering what he's going to do about this.
Later that same day, you're in the biology lab, sitting at a desk in the corner of the room, reviewing some findings from a previous experiment you conducted.
You're so focused on your reading that you don't notice someone enter the lab, jumping when they clear their throat.
"Were you really that focused?" Byakuya asks, smirk on his face.
"Well, you were cornered by Toko, I assumed you'd be trapped for longer, so I thought I would come back here and spend a little more time on my research. It's important, after all."
He nods. "Yes, it is," he says, walking over and looking over my shoulder. "You should cross out that result. It's clearly an anomaly."
"I know that's an anomaly, sir. I thought I was the Ultimate Biologist."
"You should call me sir more," he smirks.
You roll your eyes. "Well in that case, I'm not going to call you that ever again."
He smirks, shaking his head at you. "You will say it someday, not trying to mock me." You immediately shake your head, making him chuckle. "You're coming with me. Pack everything away."
You tilt your head, confused, but he doesn't give you any further explanation, looking at you expectantly. You get up, packing away your equipment. He makes you leave your research in the lab so you can't stay up all night reading it over and thinking of new tests.
"I have a ton of books in my room already, you can't stop me." You stick your tongue out.
He sighs, pushing his glasses up. "Well then, I will be confiscating those before you go to bed."
You pout, looking up at him. He has to struggle to fight back a smile, grabbing your cheeks and squeezing your face.
"Don't look at me like that. It's for your own good."
You stand right in front of him, crossing your arms. "So, when did you start caring about my wellbeing?"
He keeps his eyes locked onto yours, but a small blush creeps onto his cheeks, which absolutely does not go unnoticed by you.
"Aww, is the Ultimate Cold Bastard blushing?" you tease.
He ignores you, not even bothering to react. "Are you finished here?"
When you nod, he grabs you by the wrist and basically drags you from the lab and to your class's dorm floor.
"Now, we are going to have dinner, and you are going to bed."
"Come on, you dragged me away from my research, my very important research, for this?"
He sighs. "I know your research is important, but you are working yourself far too hard."
"No, I am not. If anything, I'm not working hard enough!" you say loudly before taking a deep breath. Byakuya just stares at you, having never heard you raise your voice at anyone before. "I understand that it may seem concerning, but I am fine."
"No, you are not," he says seriously. "If you don't eat and barely sleep, you will get weak, and you will get ill. If that happens, you cannot continue working."
"I'm a biologist, do you really think I don't know that? Byakuya, I'm aware of the limits of my body, and I'm not going beyond that. I will eat, I haven't yet today, but I want to go back to the lab."
He shakes his head. "No, Y/N, you're going to sleep. You need it, you look tired."
You sigh before walking into the dining room, Byakuya following behind you.
After you finish eating, he forces you to go to your room, dragging you along the hall.
"Byakuya, let go of me!"
"No! You are going to sleep!" he shouts at you. When he sees the surprised look on your face, he sighs, pushing his glasses up. "You need to sleep."
You sigh and just agree, deciding it is for the best to just go along with what he says. Once you have changed your clothes, Byakuya standing outside so he can make sure you've actually done it, he says goodnight and leaves you alone.
Figuring that he will wait around your room for a while, you set an alarm on your phone for an hour and a half, getting into bed and taking a nap. He isn't wrong, you haven't been sleeping recently and you need to, but you can't spend a whole eight hours sleeping.
An hour and a half later, your alarm startles you awake. Immediately, you shut it off and jump out of bed, changing back into your clothes. You slowly open the door, checking that there's no one around, specifically Byakuya.
There's no one there, so you walk back to the lab, continuing with your research. There's no one else around at all, so you don't have to worry about making too much noise or anything.
You hum to yourself as you work, walking around the lab as you read.
Probably an hour after you go back to the lab, you hear the door open, spinning around to see who it is, but you have a pretty good guess.
Byakuya stands by the door, arms crossed, a look of disappointment and slight anger on his face.
"What are you doing here?" you ask him, panicking a little. You know he'll be upset with you for this.
"I should be asking you the same question," he snarls, walking over to you. He doesn't stop in front of you, making you walk backwards, back eventually hitting the wall. His hand slams on the wall next to you, trapping you between him and the cold surface.
You look up at him, shocked, but you can't keep eye contact with him, the angry expression on his face making you look away. His hand immediately comes up, forcing you to look at him again.
"No, don't you look away from me," He hisses. "What are you doing here?"
"I-I was doing some research," you say quietly, keeping eye contact now, a little scared to look away.
He tuts, shaking his head. "Well, at least you are honest about it," he sighs, letting go of your face, but putting that hand against the wall also, really keeping you trapped.
"Why do you care anyway?"
"Why? Why do I care?" he shouts, face getting angrier. "Because, believe it or not, I care about you, you idiot!"
"Why? Aren't I just some peasant who's below you?" you shout back.
He doesn't say anything, just gritting his teeth as he stares at you for a moment. A second later, before you even know what's happening, his lips press against yours.
Your eyes widen for a moment in surprise before they close, hands coming up to rest on his chest. The kiss is rough, obviously angry, yet full of passion.
"Do you think I would do that if I considered you to be below me?" he asks with a smirk. "You are the one person here that I consider to be my equal."
"I- Byakuya, I-" you start before you sigh. "Byakuya, I can't do this," you say quietly.
His eyes widen slightly when you say that. "Why not? I-I thought you liked me too," he says, showing a rare sign of hesitation and panic.
"I do! I do like you!" you say with a soft smile, trying to reassure him. "I just- you've told me about how your family works. I refuse to be part of the Togami family's stupid game. It's because I like you that I can't do this."
He looks down slightly for a moment, thinking. "I'll change it," he says, meeting your eyes again. "I'll change the system. I don't- I don't want to have as many children with as many exceptional women as possible. I already have an exceptional woman who I genuinely want a relationship with, so why would I want more?" he takes your hands, squeezing them tightly. "I was told not to fall in love, I was told it was wrong for me, I always thought it was wrong for me, I didn't think it would happen, but it did."
You squeeze his hand back softly. "Byakuya, it isn't wrong to fall in love." You give him a gentle smile. "If you really want to change everything, I will stand by you as you do it."
He stares for a moment before wrapping his arms around you tightly, his head resting on top of yours. "Thank you," he whispers.
Clearing his throat and letting go of you, he straightens up. "Now, you still need to sleep."
You pause for a moment, looking up at him. He sighs at the look on your face, shaking his head.
"You are going to bed. If you do not wish to spend the night in your own room, you are welcome to spend the night in mine."
His response surprises you, but you nod, agreeing with his proposal, small blush spreading across your cheeks.
He immediately slips your lab coat off your shoulders, placing it on a table. His arms slip under you, picking you up princess style, and carrying you back to his room.
You spend the rest of the night in his bed, cuddling with the Ultimate Affluent Progeny.
- Makoto is a naturally obedient mess: It doesn’t even take (Y/N) raising his voice. A firm look, a subtle command, or even a hand at the back of his neck is enough to have Makoto nodding, face burning, ready to do whatever he's told.
- He craves praise like oxygen: (Y/N) quickly picks up on it- a murmured "good boy" in his ear will have Makoto melting, his knees buckling, his face hiding against (Y/N)'s chest to escape how much he's blushing.
- Makoto has the softest whimpers when (Y/N) pulls his hair: Not rough enough to hurt, but firm enough to guide his head wherever (Y/N) wants it. It makes Makoto shiver- it always leaves him pliant and needy.
- (Y/N) loves the way Makoto fidgets when he’s being teased: Biting his lip, shifting his weight, fists clenching at his sides like he's fighting the urge to beg out loud. Sometimes, (Y/N) will order him to "keep still," just to watch him tremble from the effort.
- Makoto secretly loves being marked: (Y/N) trailing his teeth along his neck, leaving faint bruises hidden under his clothes? It makes Makoto feel claimed. It’s both humiliating and addictive.
- Punishments are almost worse because Makoto likes them: If he slips up- talking back, hesitating too long, or being bratty- (Y/N) makes him kneel, hands behind his back, eyes low. And Makoto aches to be forgiven.
- Makoto is so easy to overwhelm with dirty talk: A few low-spoken threats or promises from (Y/N) and he's a shaking, panting mess, barely able to function. (Y/N) teases him by whispering filth in his ear during normal activities, just to see him choke on his words.
- Makoto is absolutely weak for being pinned: Whether it's pressed up against a wall, pinned to a bed, or trapped on (Y/N)’s lap with no escape, it gets Makoto dizzy and breathless fast. (Y/N) loves using his strength to manhandle him a little, especially when Makoto squirms just to be caught again.
- Overstimulation Games: (Y/N) loves to tie Makoto’s wrists above his head, blindfold him, and just… take his time. Feather-light touches, whispered threats, teasing and denying him until Makoto’s begging- voice cracking- promising he’ll be "so good" if (Y/N) just lets him finish.
- "On Your Knees": Makoto reacts instantly when (Y/N) uses that tone. Doesn’t matter if they’re home, in a hallway, anywhere. His legs give out almost automatically, pupils blown wide, waiting for permission to move any further.
- (Y/N) trains Makoto to ask for what he wants: No more shy hints or hopeful glances- Makoto has to say it, clearly and properly. "Please, touch me." "Please, can I come?" And every time he does, (Y/N) rewards him devastatingly well. No vague whining- full sentences, clear language, desperate voice. "Please, I need you. I need you so bad, I'll do anything, please just-" (Y/N) watches, arms crossed, making him work for every reward.
- Orgasm Control: (Y/N) sometimes forbids Makoto from finishing until he says he can. Makoto's thighs tremble, his whole body tight with the effort to obey. The first time he accidentally came without permission, the punishment was so slow and deliciously cruel that Makoto apologized for days.
- Despite all the heat and dominance, there's a tenderness underneath it: Makoto knows, with unshakable certainty, that (Y/N) treasures him- every trembling, obedient part of him. Makoto gets pulled into (Y/N)'s lap, wrapped up tight, praised sweetly until he’s hiccuping little sobs of gratitude against his chest.
- Aftercare Overload: No matter how rough (Y/N) gets, after it’s over, Makoto is tucked into bed, hair stroked, soft kisses pressed against every sore spot. (Y/N) whispers praises into his hair, calling him beautiful, perfect, precious- until Makoto falls asleep blissed out and safe.
request: yes chef
a/n: oh HELL YES BRO. I love this man sm yall don’t even know 🙏🏾
sorry if this took real long. currently tryna get my sleep schedule back in check before the 4th
{also for story purposes, let's just pretend that Teru was never executed. replace it with whoever you want.}
What's a word more intense than tired?
Drained, maybe? Exhausted, even?
Whatever word that was, you were feeling it to the extreme. It had only been 3 days since the first class trial. Two of your friends gone in a matter of hours. So much for Byakuya being the leader...
Survivors guilt had been eating you alive. If only you had done something. If only you had done more. But it was no use. The damage had already been done, and the shame was crashing down on you like a weighted blanket you never wanted to wear. You hadn't left your cottage ever since then. You also hadn't eaten a single thing. Sure, Chiaki had been bringing you those small frozen microwaveable meals from the Hotel Mirai, but you left them right in the boxes they came in.
They might be going bad...
Your head rested heavily on the pillow as you stared blankly at the wall, just listening to the outside world you had locked yourself away from. You could hear the faint shouting of Nekomaru and Kazuichi not too far away. It seemed like only Mahiru, Chiaki, and Hajime ever came to visit you, but in reality, you didn't want to be bothered by anyone. It was enough seeing a person get brutally executed right in front of your eyes. Before long, your eyelids began to close as exhaustion took over your entire body. However, just as you were about to relax your muscles, a strong knock echoed at the door, tensing them up again. Not too heavy handed, but just enough force that told you that whoever was behind that door wanted in now.
"Cher... You mind opening up?"
You knew that voice from anywhere. Teruteru-fucking-Hanamura.
But you didn't answer. Not because you didn't like him--when he wasn't being an outright pervert, he was almost a saint. Almost. No, you didn't respond because you lacked the energy. You couldn't even move your legs to let him in.
After several moments of palpitating silence, you heard a soft 'click' coming from the lock and the subtle creaking of the squeaky door hinges opening up.
"Wow...I wasn't expecting that to work." he mumbled to himself as he took the first steps inside your messy room.
"Get out..." you murmured, stuffing your face into the pillows. "How did you even get inside...it was locked for a reason."
His soft brown pompadour was visible from your hazy peripheral as he approached your nightstand. The smell of whatever he was holding became stronger. It practically made your mouth water.
"Nagito just conveniently had a spare key...that creep." Teruteru shuddered as he eventually stood in front of you. "Somethings seriously wrong with him." He shook his head, and his eyes locked with yours. He shifted his gaze towards the dark circles that formed underneath the skin of your eyes when you turned your head, the way your hair was in knots and tangles galore, and the absolute mess of sheets and pillowcases thrown on your floor.
"Goodness, [Y/N]. How long have you been couped up in here? When was the last time you've eaten?" He then turned his head to look at the room temperature "meals" that sat on the other side of the stand, his expression turning into one of repulsion. "And what in the WORLD is this?!" the chef raised one of them up to his face, inspecting the styrofoam cup like it was some sort of infectious artifact. "Monokuma Miso Soup?"
"Yeah. You just pop it in the microwave... or something like that." You let out a heavy sigh. "I never opened them."
"Dear, this is...this is..." He paused, trying to find a word. Any word. "Poison! An insult to the art of culinary! You're more than just...salt packets and flavored chemicals!" He sighed as he used his free hand to fix the tiny hat that became lopsided on his head. "But with that being said, I didn't arrive here to scold you. I would never."
He pulled back the shiny tinfoil that was covering the small dark wooden box. Underneath sat a smoked vegetable stir fry over a flattened sphere of fluffy white rice. There were also small tender chunks of meat and finely minced garlic cloves scattered over top. "It's nothing too fancy. Wanted to make something you could easily...digest." A subtle smirk appeared across Teruteru's face as he hinted at his own innuendo. You rolled your eyes and used your elbows to sit yourself up. You had to admit, that food looked and smelled amazing.
"Hanamura, you really didn't have to do this." you said as you took the warm box out of his hands and placing it in your lap.
"But I wanted to. You don't deserve whatever mess of sludge you have sitting here. You deserve some actual food!" He paused for just a moment, his cheeks warming up just the slightest. "I'm no chef just to show off. I cook because it's an act of love! An act of care! An act of...of..." He stopped himself, immediately realizing what just came out of his mouth. "W-Well! Not like that! Not like...love love! You ain't like..." Teru's 'thicker than molasses' southern accent was slowly but surely starting to make its way into his throat. You knew he had a habit of doing that when he was feeling some type of strong emotion. "Cher, I-I know dis is a real bad time. But...I like ya. Really like ya. Not jus' a flirt. I-I know it's real sudden n' all, but...takin' care of ya like dis is jus' real comfortin'...to da both of us...I assume. I-I jus' really wanna hold yer hand...if you'd let me..."
Teruteru was sweating absolute buckets over here. You'd think the sun itself was wrapped around his neck like a cravat. "I... thought you'd oughta know."
There were several beats of awkward silence. You stared at him, and he did the same right back at you. You...never expected this from a guy like him. The guy who openly flirted and attempted to seduce just about every person on the island. But now he was the one fumbling over his words like he was trying to sprint on ice?
It was cute, in a way.
You gave him a gentle smile, gradually taking his pudgy hands into your own. Somehow, his cheeks turned an even darker shade at this. Swear to the stars, he was as red as a boiled lobster.
"I'd let you. Every single day..." You chimed. "You're a really sweet guy. Most of the time. When you're not being a... freak." the pads of your thumbs gently ran themselves over his soft knuckles. You could practically see the almost neon pink blood dripping down his nose and landing onto his white button up. He frantically wiped it with the back of his hand once he noticed you were staring. "O-Oh! I think I left sumthin' cookin' on the...uh--stove! Y-Yeah! I gots to go! Like...RIGHT now! I-I'll see you around, sugar!" Teru exclaimed. And as quickly as he arrived, he pulled away from your grasp, almost tripping over a stray shoe as he b-lined it straight towards the door. You could hear his panicked trail fading away outside, becoming more distant with every quickened step.
You glanced down at the palatable food on your lap, which had now turned slightly lukewarm. The smile on your face only became wider.
You weren't planning to chase after him. Physically, that is. Knowing Hanamura, he was gonna come back whether you liked it or not.
{FUCK i'm so sorry if this is bad. haven't written a fic since 2023. 💔}
A/n: Only the fluffiest headcanons for only the fluffiest girl. Thank you for the request, and I hope you enjoy!
Needless to say, you're going to every single one of her swimming contests. She makes sure you always have the best seat, and has you wear/carry her jacket for good luck.
Even if you're sick with a fever or a cold, Hina will have you watch the contest on TV or on a livestream. She leaves her jacket draped over you and leaves a bowl of your favourite ice cream or soup next to you, giving you a kiss on the forehead before leaving.
She always waves to you before the contest starts and again after it's over, and she dedicates every trophy and medal to you. Even if she somehow doesn't take first place, she still smiles knowing she gave it her all and that she has a loving partner that loves her no matter what. She'll kiss you in front of everyone if she wins, but prefers a hug if she loses.
Either way, you two are going out for donuts, whether to celebrate her victory or to console her for her loss. You both go out for donuts for pretty much anything, or even no reason at all. If you don't like donuts, Aoi wil be sad for a bit but will buy you some other food instead.
Speaking of, despite not making much money (apparently most pro swimmers don't actually earn that much), Aoi still likes to spoil you from time to time, whether with food or presents. If you tell her she doesn't need to, and that she should save her money, she says its the least you deserve for being the most amazing partner ever.
Hugs, cuddles and kisses are a must and a constant. Every time she leaves the house for training, every time she comes back, every time you wake up, every time you fall asleep. Something upset you? Have a hug to cheer you up. Something good happened? Cuddles and kisses to celebrate (and donuts, of course).
Hina even likes to hug you as you walk together, both because she loves holding you and to show you off for everyone. While she may not be the most intelligent, she can still tell when someone is hitting on either of you, and finds it strange they'd do that when she's literally holding you.
She's fine to let it go with just a kind reuqest to stop or even a stern glare (which she still looks cute while doing), she'll get upset if they start insulting either of you. While she can't attack them due to appearing on television a lot, she will tear them a new one until they break down into tears. And may God have mercy on their souls if they call her a "bimbo".
If you worry about her getting cold from wearing shorts in winter (which she canonically does), she tells you she has to do it for her training to ward off any illnesses. Considering you've never seen her ill, it seems to be working. And besides, she has her favourite body heater next to her to keep her warm.
Overall, Hina is one of the most kind and loving partners you could ask for. Treat her right, and she'll be sure to return it tenfold.
