#polafuka

[unfairparity2]

Day 3 - Double date / Genocider Syo

I mixed both prompts lol

[1-m4y-b3-stup1d]

day 5–outfits

polafuka my beloved… yes transfem byakuya

[zenonaa]

Time for the second request!!

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[ao3]

When Future Foundation’s abandoned overseas building collapsed, Polaris felt genuine fear for the first time in her life. It wasn’t the darkness under the rubble that scared her. Many feared what they couldn’t see, not knowing what predators may have been lurking away from the light, but the darkness never intimidated Polaris. She knew that whatever hid in it was afraid of being seen. They were weak. A coward.

The cramped space didn't unnerve Polaris either. Pinned down by debris, she could barely move, barely breathe. Her limbs felt like they were on fire, but she didn’t cry or scream. To become the person she was today, she had long accepted that she would regularly be dancing with death. Blood-thirsty half-siblings, a deranged anthropomorphic bear and homicidal pre-teens... she had survived them all. Polaris could survive this.

Yet she was drenched in sweat. Heart racing, she started to thrash, flailing her legs to try to free herself from the wreckage. Despite her attempts, the debris clung to her, rubble teeth biting firmly into her flesh. She could barely breathe as the darkness choked her, unrelenting, clenching her tighter and tighter.

A hand grabbed her upper arm. “Polaris-sama!”

Light swelled at the edge of her vision. For a moment, she thought it was a flashlight, but with some squinting, she realised it was the glow of a bedside lamp. Then she realised she hadn’t been buried in rubble, but under a blanket. Nor was she in a defunct Future Foundation base. She was in her bed.

And it wasn't a rescuer staring down at her. The wide grey eyes belonged to Touko Fukawa.

“I didn't mean to wake you,” said Polaris.

Touko shook her head. “I wouldn't want to be asleep while you were so distressed.”

“I'm fine now. You can go back to sleep, Touko.”

“Was it a nightmare or a night terror that you had?” asked Touko, remaining sitting up. 

“It was just an unpleasant dream. Nothing to worry about.”

“When I used to share a bed with Komaru, we would both often have nightmares. What we found helped most was talking to the other about what happened in them.”

Polaris frowned. More firmly, she said, “I said I'm fine, Touko.”

Years ago, Touko would have apologised for making Polaris raise her voice and dropped the topic. Now, a furrow dipped between Touko's eyebrows.

“Do you remember the promise we made when we started dating?” said Touko. “‘No secrets.’”

“This isn't a secret.” But Polaris sat up and sighed. “In my dream, I was back under the rubble when Future Foundation’s old offshore building collapsed. You know... during the last killing game.”

Neither Polaris nor Touko had taken part in that. Touko had been in Towa City with Komaru Naegi, fulfilling a mission that Polaris had entrusted them with. Meanwhile, Polaris had been heading the rescue operation for their friends who were in the killing game. It was when Polaris was inside the building that the explosives went off. Her ears had rung. The ceiling had rained down on her. She had laid in the building’s ruins, packed in like a corpse in a coffin. Even had a nice black suit on, at the time.

Touko fidgeted her hands. “I didn't know about it until after... I-It must have been a horrible experience for you. The darkness, the enclosed space... the uncertainty of when you'll be let out and b-by who... or if you will be left in there to starve and rot.”

Though Touko had not been under the rubble with Polaris, she spoke with a familiarity. She was one of the few that Polaris knew who was afraid of the dark whilst knowing its real horrors. Her monsters weren't imaginary, with scales and forked tongues. They didn't wield knives, or guns. For Touko, darkness was the inside of the closet her mothers locked her in for days at a time, or her bedroom when her father creaked the door open in the dead of night.

Monsters though they were, that didn't mean Touko’s parents weren’t cowards. The lot of them were pathetic weaklings who had used the darkness to prey on a child. Their own daughter.

“Did you think you were going to die in there?” asked Touko.

Polaris’s younger self would have scoffed and said, ‘Don't be stupid. I am unkillable.’ Now, she swallowed, aware that she was as human as the others. Her friends had taught her that, for better or worse.

“I was determined not to.” Polaris’s hands clenched into fists on her lap. “I had made a promise that I would collect you from Towa City.”

Perhaps that was what unsettled Polaris about the ordeal. The thought of dying without returning to Towa City like she told Touko she would. Had Polaris died back then, so many things would have been left undone. Left unsaid. 

‘Let's go home, Fukawa.’

‘I would like to partner with you, Touko.’

‘Call me Polaris from now on.’

Had Polaris died in the wreckage, instead of being with Touko in their apartment together, she would have been in a crypt in front of a stone monument. Her ashes would have included whatever men's suit she was cremated in, and the name on the grave would not be hers. Not anymore.

Polaris's hands shook slightly. Touko lay a palm across Polaris's white knuckles.

“Dreams are how our psyches try to process certain things,” said Touko. “I find the more you talk about your dreams, the more you can distance yourself from them. They’re no longer thoughts clouding your brain, but a conversation topic. That’s what Gekkogahara told me, anyway.”

“What did you say when Gekkogahara told you that?” asked Polaris, quirking her brow slightly. Touko hesitated.

“... I said this was rich coming from a silent bitch who’s so shy that she has to talk through a virtual rabbit avatar.”

A small scoff escaped Polaris’s pursed smile, which made Touko grin wider. Polaris’s heart gave a flutter and she looked down at their hands, Touko’s on top of hers.

“Did what I say help?” asked Touko.

“Yes. It did. Thank you.”

Touko let out a delighted squeal. The bed shook as she wiggled happily. “I-I’m glad, Polaris-sama!”

Polaris looked up. “What did I say when we started dating? We’re partners. Equals. There is no need to add -sama, Touko.”

“Ah, right! S-Sorry... Polaris.”

“Good,” said Polaris, feeling her smile return. “Now, we should try to go back to sleep. We have work tomorrow.”

While Touko switched off the bedside lamp, Polaris lay down again. She waited for Touko to settle next to her before draping an arm over her, face warming as Touko snuggled backward into her body. As Polaris held Touko, she thought to herself that even if she had the dream again, the rubble wouldn’t be there when she woke up but Touko Fukawa would be.

[tummy-times]

hiiii thyme u know who's sending this one ;p just anon bc I don't want to be horny on main

u shoulddd write some self indulgent polafuka.....

Hiiii baby! Anything for uuu <3 here's a little drabble about Toko, Polaris, & midnight cravings. SFW technically, but still pregnancy kink content. -------- It was with a start that Polaris awoke, deep into the night, to the clatter of pots and pans in her and Toko's shared apartment. Her eyes immediately swept to the side, searching for her pregnant wife- especially in the state that she was in, Toko loathed to leave the other's side... and yet, she wasn't asleep next to her, the covers thrown from the bed, seemingly in a hurry. The woman gets up, retrieving her glasses from the nightstand. A late night bathroom trip wouldn't lead her into the kitchen, and certainly not into the cabinet with all their cookware. Something was amiss. When she arrives, she notices a figure moving in the unlit kitchen. One Toko Togami, whimpering over a pile of spilled cookware. Her round, seven-months-pregnant belly obscuring her view of the floor. Her head swivels to meet Polaris's, and before her wife can even question what on earth is going on, she bursts into tears. "P-Polaris!! I'm so sorry for waking you up! I j-just... this baby makes me so hungry... I just had to have some-" Polaris raises a hand to quiet her, the other reaching to rub at her temple. Her long blonde hair is a mess, tousled by a sleep troubled by her lover's absence. "Toko. Sit down." She speaks, and her wife meekly obeys, pulling out a chair from the nearby dining table, as Polaris flicks the lights on- though leaving them dim. Perhaps Toko had left them off in an attempt not to disturb her rest, but it was much too late for that now. "I'm calling a private chef. As your wife, I will not have you slaving over a stove at three in the morning in your state. I would loathe to think of you sneaking off at night and hurting yourself or our child in this dark kitchen on your own." She speaks firmly. "I understand... thank you, Polaris..." A wobbly smile finds its way onto her face. "I really appreciate you looking out for me, and... our little one." One hand gently ghosts over her belly, affectionately. Her wife's cheeks tint pink, visible only slightly in the low light. It seems her fretting, her desire to care for the other called out so brazenly, still leaves Polaris a bit flustered. "...Indeed." is all she can manage. "Um, while we wait for the chef... would you maybe be able to rub my back? Bending down to get the pan, along with the baby kicking all night, has left it really sore..." She requests. "Of course. Anything less for you would be absurd. Only the best for my two Togamis, after all." She quietly pushes away the thought that something like this would be beneath her, as she stretches and prepares to attempt to work the knots out of Toko's back. She's more than earned her right to a bit of spoiling, after all. So, Polaris makes the call, and there they sit, Toko brushing her long, dark hair aside for easy access, fondly rubbing her tummy as Polaris massages her back, slowly and sweetly.

[otomegrandma]

[reset724]

togafuka week day 2 (prompts: realization / [together])

[danggirlronpa]

Danganronpa F/F Rarepairs Seed A2 Round 1

Sayaka/Komaru

Polaris/Toko

Voting ended onApr 12, 2023

Seed A2 Masterpost

Sayaka/Komaru art by tenhimi

Polaris/Toko art by snellyfish

Sayaka/Komaru

Komaru is canonically a Sayaker and evvery single interaction they have in UTDP and Danganronpa S are just Komaru freaking out and getting nervous about talking to her crush. That's so cute yall

In reverse Sayaka's whole motivation is to make people smile through her work as an idol and it's very obvious that she takes a lot of validation in how much joy Komaru takes in her work

Idk fan/artist relationships can be really rough in real life but in a work of fiction? Cute! There's a wish fulfillment aspect here and that's valid

Polaris/Toko

I'm going to be honest. I don't understand why people ship Togafuka. It does not appeal to me. But for people who do ship it. Whatever reasons you have. Those apply to Polaris/Toko with the ADDED BONUS of getting a trans girl wlw

I said this with Polaris/Jack too but again the Fukawa system has such deeply repressed liking for girls the moment Polaris came out it would be a whole new world. I can like Ms. Togami AND girls??? incredible. a new world

THEY TRY ON EACH OTHERS GLASSES FOR FUN. THIS IS NONNEGOTIABLE

※To avoid spamming artists, I will only @ them the first time their work shows up unless told otherwise. If you want to check all the art I used, check here!

[snellyfish]

rarepairs,,, mmm pls draw toko/polaris :) polaris is byakuya's fem persona kinda?? but i hc that he's genderfluid and polaris is what he goes by when he's fem. togafuka is good but polafuka is better imo,,,

INTERESTING!!! I’ve learned new Byakuya lore and I thank you, even if it’s technically non-canon. I didn’t know what outfits to give either of em so I hope this is okay!

I’ve never properly drawn Toko before but I love to imagine she’s just always got nasty yellow sharp gangly teeth, what a lovely/putrid little woman