Also, while he has no idea what a buchimaru is, can probably be inducted into the cult. He does love plush things...
WELCOME TO THE CLUB!!!!!

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Also, while he has no idea what a buchimaru is, can probably be inducted into the cult. He does love plush things...
WELCOME TO THE CLUB!!!!!
🌿 — Hajime
Under the Mistletoe! || Accepting
She chattered on as they walked, unaware that she was actually talking more than he. Mikan wasn't usually this talkative, she often found herself shutting up around others due to past experiences with bullying and abuse. But Hajime was different; it seemed like he enjoyed listening to her talk, always asking about her interests and hobbies and letting her explain medical terms to him. They paused and faced each other as they entered the lobby of the hotel, Mikan still rambling on about the process of how to set a broken bone. She didn't even notice the whole lobby had been decorated for Christmas until Hajime pointed it out.
Including the small bundle of mistletoe hanging above their heads.
"Ah! W-We don't have to kiss! I d-don't want y-you to be uncomfortable! And I'm not that p-pretty anyway so it's n-not like it really m-matt--"
"Oh..." Despite her protests, she couldn't help leaning into him and letting it happen.
The forbidden donut is someone's butt.
//brings back this old meme i made
"MA'AM, I'M AFRAID I NEED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT YOUR SON."
“JESUS H CHRIST WHO THE EFF ARE YA AND WHAT’RE YA DOIN’ IN MY HOUSE YA FIEND?!”
Why do your tag frogs with "Jimmy"?
Short Answer: Roleplay shenanigans
Long Answer: When I first started my Mikan Tsumiki RP blog I had a group of friends over there that decided they wanted to start a Magical Alternate Universe Group. So we did. It was called Magic’s Peak. And we had this very intense storyline going on that incorporated the basics of the original Dangan Ronpa storyline, but with a magical twist.
It was really great. Mikan was a healing mage, she focused mainly on potions. Her boyfriend was Hajime Hinata, who she had grown up living beside and her, Makoto Naegi, Komaru Naegi, and Hajime were basically best friends growing up and all went to school together. There was obviously drama and suspense and action too. It was fun while it lasted.
Well at one point someone suggested that the students should be allowed to have Familiars. And my immediate thought was:
“MIKAN SHOULD HAVE A GIANT BATTLE FROG NAMED JIMMY.”
The memes and inside jokes that spawned from this one declaration in the skype chat were plenty. Jimmy was the size of a Volkswagen Beetle, but could use magic to shrink down to fit in Mikan’s pocket while in school. He was able to disperse gasses into the air through his skin that could change everyone's mood within a three mile radius. He was also much less jittery and nervous than his owner and so jokes about Jimmy being the school’s main drug dealer also became a thing. Jimmy and Makoto Naegi’s Phoenix named Kei had a buddy cop like relationship. Jimmy being the cool one while Kei was more the straight man.
Anyways I tag all frog pictures I see as “It Jimmy” cause idk it’s funny. All frogs are named jimmy from now on. Fuck it. It’s a thing.
Is very big! Is biggest of big! For poros anyway. Except for the poro king. Is bigger than Woolly. But Woolly is definitely a big poro. Very hugable.
Cue Makoto giving big hug!!!
She'd hear a knock at her office window. Or rather, a couple knocks in quick succession. Once upon a time, she might've expected to see her husband was the cause of it, but while that wasn't entirely out of the question these days (he was still a bit... uncomfortable walking in the front door of a police station), that was not the case today.
Instead she'd see her youngest daughter, Himeko Amamiya, dressed in her usual White Widow outfit with her mask off and her school bag hanging off her shoulder, holding up a couple of bento boxes with a smile on her face.
Once she'd seen her, she was quick to let herself in, sliding the window open before casually hopping through it.
"Hey, Mom! Happy Mother's Day!"
She'd make a quiet whisper to her suit's AI, telling it to turn off her costume, before setting the bentos down on her mother's desk and give her a hug before the nanotech that made up the outfit had even finished receding.
"I brought Sushi!!"
Makoto glanced up from the paperwork she had been rifling through when she heard the knock at her window. She pulled the reading glasses off her nose to get a better look at her youngest daughter, half expecting Aaron to be there instead. It was still hard to get used to the fact that Himeko had taken over the role of Tokyo's Spider-Hero. As her mother, it worried Makoto to no end. But like father, like daughter - there was no convincing the older teen not to follow in her father's footsteps.
Makoto stood from her desk, ready to rush to the window and open it, but before she could take even two steps the girl had helped herself inside. "I really wish you and your father would learn to use a door," Makoto teased, hugging her back. "You didn't have to do all this for me."
Makoto watched as Himeko placed the bento boxes on her desk, a soft smile pulling at the older woman's lips. Her age was starting to show; fine lines formed around her eyes, and her skin was not as taut and supple as it had been in her younger years. "Thanks, Hime-chan. I love you so much."
“Did you have a nightmare?”
Nightmares || Accepting
"Y-yes, did I w-wake you?" She asks, sitting up in her seat. She glances around the room to make sure she hasn't disturbed anyone else in the nearly empty nurse's office. "I m-must have dozed off while y-you were resting. I'm terribly sorry," she adds, turning back to look at him.
She quickly wipes the sleep from her eyes and stands up, smoothing out her skirt before offering him a polite bow. "I'm terribly sorry for w-waking you. Please forgive me!"