#sdr2 x reader

[despair-fragments]

your works are so good.... 👀

thinking about ... afab!reader asking nagito to help them test a new lipgloss they recently got, leading to reader straddling nagito and pressing kisses all over his face and he lowkey gets hard ...

i just think nagito gets hard easily with any sort of attention....

⋆˙⟡.ೃ࿔⋆ so true anon i love imagining flustering him with attention and praise ESPECIALLY when he gets a boner from it. My favorite sprite of his is that drooling self-hug hope one

WARNINGS: dom!reader AFAB!reader

↳ REQUESTS OPEN

gender neutral reader

The small plastic tube felt cool against your palm, a shimmering contrast to the nervous heat radiating from your skin. You’d bought the gloss on a whim—something sweet, high-shine, and supposedly "long-lasting"—but standing in the middle of Nagito’s room, the excuse felt flimsy.

Nagito was perched on the edge of his bed, a book resting forgotten in his lap. He looked up at you with those clouded, grey-green eyes, a soft, self-deprecating smile already tugging at his lips. "You want my help...with makeup? Surely someone as unremarkable as me is the worst possible canvas for something so lovely."

"I just want to see if it actually stays on," you murmured, stepping between his knees. "The label says it’s smudge-proof. I figured you wouldn't mind being the test subject."

He let out a breathless little laugh, his hands hovering uncertainly near your waist but never quite touching.

"Anything for you. Though I suspect your luck is simply being wasted on a piece of trash like me."

You didn't give him a chance to spiral into his usual rhythm. You twisted the cap, the scent of vanilla and sugar filling the small space between you. Carefully, you swiped the applicator across your bottom lip, then the top, before pressing them together. It was thick, glassy, and felt like an invitation.

Instead of backing away, you hooked a thumb under his chin and climbed into his lap. Nagito made a sharp, hitching sound in the back of his throat as your weight settled over his thighs, your knees pinning his hips to the mattress. His book slid to the floor with a dull thud.

"I need to be thorough," you whispered, your voice dropping an octave.

You didn't go for his lips first. You started at his temple, pressing a firm, lingering kiss against the pale skin. Then his cheekbone. Then the bridge of his nose. With every contact, you could feel him shudder beneath you. His hands finally found purchase, gripping your hips with a sudden, desperate strength that belied his frail appearance.

"Does it feel...sticky?" you asked against his jaw, before trailing a line of shimmering kisses to the corner of his mouth.

"I can't...I can't focus on the texture," Nagito rasped. His head fell back, exposing the long, pale line of his throat. You took the opening, peppering his neck with gloss-slicked marks, marking him in a way that made his breath come in short, ragged stutters.

As you moved back up to his face, your hips shifted instinctively against his. That’s when you felt it—the unmistakable, rigid heat blooming against your center. Nagito’s eyes snapped open, wide and glazed with a mixture of shock and profound shame. His fingers dug into the fabric of your clothes, his knuckles white.

"Ah, how pathetic," he choked out, his voice cracking. "To have such a...such a base reaction to something so kind. I really am the worst, aren't I? To be affected like this just because you're..."

You cut him off by capturing his lips with yours, finally delivering the killing blow to his composure. The kiss was messy and deep, the sugary gloss acting as a slick lubricant between your mouths. He tasted like desperation. As you ground your weight down against the rising tension in his slacks, a low, guttural moan escaped him—a sound far too raw for someone who claimed to be nothing.

He wasn't fighting it anymore. His hips gave a small, involuntary jerk upward, seeking the pressure of your body, even as he trembled under the sheer intensity of being wanted. The lipgloss might have been smudge-proof, but by the time you pulled back, Nagito’s face was a map of shimmering, frantic devotion, and he was completely at your mercy.

[hope-fragments]

Danganronpa v2 cuddling hcs?

⋆˙⟡.ೃ࿔⋆ okay if i do this i never have to manually tag all of them again i can do this i can tag every single character in sdr2

↳ REQUESTS OPEN

gender neutral reader

Akane Owari

Cuddling is usually a precursor to a nap after a big meal

She's very casual about it—legs over your lap, arms behind her head

She's surprisingly warm, like a literal radiator

Chiaki Nanami

She will 100% fall asleep on you within five minutes

She prefers "low-effort" cuddling where she can still hold a controller, usually leaning her back against your chest

If she's really tired, she'll just rest her head on your shoulder and start softly snoring

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

He'll act like it's a huge chore

"Fine, but don't tell anyone."

He prefers being the big spoon because it makes him feel more in control

He secretly loves it when you play with his hair

He'll turn bright red if you point out he's enjoying cuddling

Gundham Tanaka

Cuddling is a "contract of souls"

He refuses to admit it's cute

He'll wrap his four Dark Devas of Destruction in his scarf and then wrap that scarf around you

He still monologues while cuddling

Hajime Hinata

The most "normal" cuddler

He likes the classic couch-snuggle while watching a movie

He's the type to subconsciously start rubbing circles on your hand or arm while he's thinking

Hiyoko Saionji

She's a koala cuddler

She wants to be held, but she also wants to be the one in charge

She'll demand you brush her hair or feed her candy while you're snuggling

If you try to leave, she'll pinch you or complain loudly

She likes being pampered and treated like royalty

Ibuki Mioda

0 to 100 real quick

She'll tackle-hug you into a pile of pillows

She's octopussed around you and crushing you into your body

She'll probably hum or beatbox against your chest

Izuru Kamukura

To him, cuddling is "boring", yet he doesn't pull away

He is perfectly still, like a statue

He won't initiate, but if you lean on him, he might mindlessly twist a strand of his long hair around you

He has a lower body temperature than most, making it feel like snuggling a very expensive marble bust

Kazuichi Soda

He's a nervous wreck

He'll overthink where his hands are going and probably sweat a little

He's deeply devoted and will stay in an uncomfortable position for hours just because you look comfy

Mahiru Koizumi

She's very practical about it

"Sit properly or your back will hurt!"

She likes the classic "head on shoulder" look

She's the type to take a candid selfie of you two snuggling just to preserve the memory, even if she acts embarrassed about it later

Mikan Tsumiki

She's extremely nervous and will constantly ask if she's "doing it right" or if she's "being a nuisance"

Once she relaxes, she's a total clinger

She needs maximum skin contact to feel secure—think octopus hugs

Nagito Komaeda

He's very self-deprecating about it, claiming "trash like [him]" shouldn't be touched

However, if you initiate, he holds on like you're his only anchor to reality

He's surprisingly gentle but always looks like h e's waiting for the "bad luck" to hit

Nekomaru Nidai

It's like being hugged by a warm mountain

He doesn't know his own strength, so you might be squeezed a bit too hard, but you've never felt safer

Expect loud, boisterous laughter right in your ear

Peko Pekoyama

Very stiff at first, as if she's on guard duty

She isn't used to "useless" physical touch

You have to be the one to guide her into relaxing

Once she clicks into "off" mode, she's incredibly still and peaceful

Sonia Nevermind

Very formal at first, but she treats cuddling like a sacred ritual

Expect lots of "high-class" comfort—weighted blanked, scented candles, and her tucking your hair behind your ear

She loves a good "fairytale" embrace

Teruteru Hanamura

He starts off...strong

He'll try to make it "sensual" with suggestive comments, but if you shut that down and ask for a genuine hug, he actually gets flustered

He smells like vanilla and expensive cooking oils

He's surprisingly good at pressure point and will give you a shoulder rub while you cuddle

Ultimate Imposter

They are the ultimate big spoon

Because they spend so much time being someone else, cuddling is one of the few times they feel they can just exist

They are incredibly soft, sturdy, and warm

They tend to wrap their entire body around yours like a protective barrier against the world

Yasuke Matsuda

He'll call you an idiot the whole time you're trying to get close

He usually prefers to lay his head on your lap while he pretends to read or work on notes. It's his way of hiding while still being close

If you touch his hair, he'll grumble, but his breathing will immediately slow down

[ceristelle]

OKAY I READ THE RULES IM SO SORRY AB THAT BUT CAN YOU MAKE A HAJIME X FEM READER WHERE LIKE ITS WHEN HIM AND KAZUICHI ARE WAITING FOR THE GIRLS TO GO SWIMMING W THEM AND HAJIME GETS EMBARRASSED WHEN HE SEES READER AND LIKE TRYS TO COMPLIMENT HER BUR IS SUPER AWKWARD AB IT BUT THEN WHEN THEY GET TO THE BEACH (pretend mahiru didnt die here) THEY CHASE EACH OTHER AND BUILD SAND CASTLES TOGETHER AND ITS JUST TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF PLEASE KING I BEG OF YOU

BEACH DAY DISASTERS !!

🐚 ꒱ waiting for a simple beach day turns into hajime completely short-circuiting the second he sees you. ft. hajime hinata

the boys have been waiting near the diner for what felt like forever.

kazuichi was practically vibrating with excitement, fiddling with his swim trunks and grinning like an idiot. “man, i can’t wait to see the girls in swimsuits, especially miss sonia! this is gonna be the best day ever!”

hajime crossed his arms, trying to look casual even though his heart was already beating a little too fast. “would you calm down? it’s just swimming. don’t make it weird.”

but when the girls appeared, all his cool flew straight out the window.

you were the last one to walk out, wearing a simple but cute swimsuit in your favorite color that suited you perfectly. the sunlight hit you just right, and hajime’s brain completely fried.

hajime’s face went bright red, heart doing jumping jacks all of a sudden. despite his internal meltdown, he tried to play it off by looking away, but his eyes kept darting back to you.

to make things worse, kazuichi whistled low beside him.

“damn, y/n looks good!” the mechanic elbowed him while waggling his eyebrows (which was low-key creepy). “say something, dude!”

hajime panicked. what does he do? does he listen? does he ignore you? no, that’d be an idiotic move. does he—

too bad his mouth opened before his mind caught up.

“uh—y/n!” he blurts out, voice cracking slightly. luck was not on his side today. he rubbed the back of his neck, cheeks burning hot from embarrassment. “you…um…you look…really nice. like, the swimsuit suits you. a lot.” the others girls shot him this weird look, which made him feel some pervert. “uhh, not that you don’t always look nice! i mean—crap, that sounded weird. you just…yeah.”

dumbass. he scolded himself.

you tilted your head, smiling at his awkwardness. “thanks, hajime.” how did you seem so unfazed? “you’re looking pretty good yourself.”

he made a strangled noise in response and turned even redder if possible.

kazuichi burst out laughing beside him. “smooth, hajime! real smooth!”

“shut up!”

the group eventually made it down to the beach. the sand was warm under your skin, the ocean sparkling under the bright island sun. mahiru was already reminding everyone to put on sunscreen, though ibuki ran straight into the water screaming while the redhead was distracted. chiaki laid on a towel under a beach umbrella, secretly taking out her switch to play on.

and sonia was being followed by a not so subtle soda.

hajime stayed close to you, already thinking about what excuses to use if you asked him why he didn’t go with the others—still a little embarrassed from earlier.

until you randomly ask, “wanna race to the water?” eyes sparkling with mischief. he blinked in confusion. “wait, what—?”

then you took off running before he could finish.

“hey!” hajime shouted, a surprised laugh escaping him as he chased after you. “that’s cheating!”

you both sprinted across the sand, kicking up clouds behind. he caught up faster than you expected, grabbing your waist and spinning you around once before setting you down near the waves. both of you were laughing breathlessly, the earlier awkwardness melting away in the warm sunlight.

“whoa, i didn’t expect you to do that.”

“..i was just trying to catch you—” “liar.”

later, the two of you ended up a little further down the beach, away from the louder chaos of the group. though you didn’t wander too far away, as mahiru made sure to yell “keep it pg over there!” while locking eyes with hajime.

now you were on your knees building a sandcastle together. nothing fancy, just a lopsided tower with seashells pressed into the walls and a moat that kept collapsing.

hajime sat beside you, red cheeks softening into pink, carefully patting down the sand for the next layer. “this looks terrible,” he said. “our castle’s gonna fall over in five minutes.”

“then we’ll just build it again,” you replied, bumping his shoulder with yours. “that’s the fun part.”

he looked at you for a long moment. “you know…i’m really glad you’re here. with me, you know? even if i make an idiot of myself.”

you smiled, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his cheek, leaving the faint taste of salt on his skin. “i like when you’re an idiot. especially when it’s because of me.”

yeah. you knew all along. he’s not slick for the life of him.

hajime’s face flushed again, but this time he didn’t look away. instead, he reached over and gently brushed some sand from your hair, his touch lingering.

you’re gonna be the death of me.

“...hajime? is something wrong?”

realizing he looked like a lovesick idiot staring at you, he quickly snapped out of it by shaking his head. “what? no! uh, wanna make another tower?”

“sure.” you shrug, scooping handfuls of sand.

you both went back to building your silly little sandcastle, shoulders touching, laughter mixing with the sound of waves. in the middle of a killing game, this moment will surely remain as one of your most treasured ones.

and hajime wouldn’t trade it for anything.

[xyourlonelywriterx]

Would you be able to write a male or gn reader washing or brushing Nagito’s hair? I feel like it needs it. Have a nice day/night!

>> #Author's note ::

"wowzers a Nagito request !! Yay!! He needs sm comfort and affection to fix his messed up lil head ԅ(¯﹃¯ԅ) hope you dont mind me making this x gn reader for everyone to read! Have a nice night/day as well!"

>> type: sfw headcanons!

>> this is... Nagito Komaeda x gn! reader

NAGITO KOMAEDA X GN! READER

#GENERAL DATING HEADCANONS

honestly would be surprised the first time you do it, because he's not really used to such affection, not even from his own mother.

he would weakly protest, mentioning all this bullshit about him being too much of a trash and how undeserving he is to earn your affection

but he never moves from your touch, especially when you gently lead his head to your lap or shoulder, fingers massaging his skull the perfect way to earn a sigh from his lips.

funny idea but, imagine if rubbing his head gives good luck? imagine the life hack. you petting him, scratching his skull until suddenly, he notices a 100$ bill on the ground? he'd be shocked

please take care of him, he doesn't stink but he doesn't smell nice either, and his hair is usually left in bed style because, on his own words, why would he take care of it?

“Nagito! your hair is a mess... c'mon, I'll wash and style it for you!”

“hehe, oh c'mon y/n! no need to touch the hair of a filthy-”

“Nagito.”

“Alright!”

he likes the feeling very much, but won't really admit it without being asked cuz.. he's kinda embarrassed, does he look this bad?

just don't get soap in his eyes, but it's very likely due his shitty luck.

his hair is very soft to touch, and even more nice when it's washed, since he looks like a fluffu big sheep. he would let you play with it as much as you want.

He'd like to look at you from the mirror while you style his hair and brush it into a neat ponytail. I think Nagito doesn't really give much care into his appearance, so seeing himself a little handsome for the first time would be a nice feeling.

“wow..Your hands are truly magical, my hope! I surely look..Different.”

“different as in..Good or bad?”

“....Perfect. Only because it's you.”

Everyone would notice the change immediately, some straight out complimenting it and whoever did it. It makes Nagito think again if it was this bad.

>> #Author's note ::

"so sorry if it was short, i didn't know what to add to make it longer gaah o(╥﹏╥)o hope you enjoyed it at least!"

#KURO✦OUT—

[yawujin]

hewwo! New follower here! I'm not from the USA, I'm actually Brazilian, so if there's any spelling mistake, you can warn me!!

I'd like to make a Danganronpa request💗

How would the boys react to reader being a grumpy person who gives dry answers and mean comebacks to people she doesn't like, but with people she does like, shes the funniest, cutest, nicest person ever!!

I'm kinda like that, especially if you make a comparison of how I treat my colleagues vs my friends lol. I even treat people on the street nicer than them (I tend to compliment people I find pretty so they know they're nice looking, I like making people happy)

Doesn't need to be all the dangan boys, maybe just Byakuya, Leon, mondo, Kazuichi, Gundham, Kokichi, Shuichi, gonta, Rantaro and some more you want to add. Or less I don't mind!!

Also feel free to deny this request, it's your blog and your posts, you choose what you want to do with them!!! Love your content byyye💗 (sorry it's long)

omg hahaha i'm actually lowkey like that too, more specifically with people irl. i always gotta warm up to people (unless we just connect like *snaps fingers* that) anywho!!!

here is allll that you requested. i'm actually happy & thankful for this one because i can tell it's going to kickstart me back into writing on here. whew!! thanks again because i needed it

requested! ─ dangan boys x reader ♡

tags | you/they pronouns used for reader , headcanons , scenario , kazuichi just needs love bro 🥀

byakuya togami ♡

doesn't really notice this when they first do it.

mainly because he is used to getting preferential treatment, you know how that goes.

the only time it really clicks for him is when they compliment him on something he didn't even think they would notice about him

he purchased new frames for his glasses. they were a sleek grey color that brought out his icy eyes.

usually when someone goes to show them, or tell them, something new, they are met with a "good for you." or "oh, that sucks"

but when it came to byakuya, they just simply observed him and actually complimented him.

gradually, byakuya became more comfortable just being himself around you.

leon kuwata ♡

he notices it instantly but thinks it's just the usual ass-kissing and sucking up some people (mainly the other players on his baseball team) do to him.

however, his mind changes when he sees that you rarely ever are that nice to others.

he decides that you really are making an effort to be extra nice to him when he invites you to one of his games...and he's the only one you are cheering for.

internally, he does feel somewhat special that he's getting favorable treatment. especially since they never, ever do that for anyone else.

they succeeded in their goal of making someone feel happy <3

mondo owada ♡

whaaaat

it's kind of crazy that this is happening to mondo

because in a way he's sort of the same

he's kind of aloof around other people he doesn't know that well, obvs, but is like a ride or die for all those that are close to him.

he's kind of wondering what he did to earn that kind of treatment.

it actually kind of leaves him wondering how people perceive him, and when they do, is it any more than just as a delinquent that is in a motorcyclist gang.

kazuichi soda ♡

pls don't do this to him. it will make him fall in love with you

lmao but for real, even if you two are just friends, it'll kind of make him question where you two stand in your relationship with one another

if you establish that you are strictly just friends, he'll take it in stride but still prefer to hang out with you the most because of that sweet, sweet preferential treatment and validation he gets.

but for those looking for something more, he might become more touchy with them (ie: shoulder touching, back-patting, hair ruffling) (keeping it cute :p)

whatever the outcome is, they're happy, because they are putting a smile on his face.

gundham tanaka ♡

he silently notices this like, IMMEDIATELY

can you really say that you didn't see it coming? he was kind of an outcast that never, under any circumstances, got favorable treatment from anyone 💔💔💔

so when you compliment him on his style and somewhat vampiric looks, he gets flustered!!!

he composes himself quickly because he cannot afford to lose any aura

kokichi ouma ♡

yeeeezzsss do this to him. feed his ego

just kidding

he'll enjoy it for a bit, but after a while of thinking on how he's going to troll them about it, he finally comes up with something...

he interrogates them, basically.

"i know you're just being nice to me because you want something, right? so what is it?"

they simply just roll their eyes and laugh.

his never-dying love for ragebaiting people will not deter them from making an effort to make him happy.

shuichi saihara ♡

he does feel nice whenever they compliment him, so there's that. but that's a given

the thought of you being nice to him and him alone for the future possibiity of you confessing to committing murder and pleading with him not to investigate does cross his mind though.

he's reaching, it's good he still has foresight.

but in his rational mind, he just chalks it up to you two being close.

and he can't lie that he's happy that you two are.

gonta gokuhara ♡

after being in an environment where he was misunderstood both intentionally and purposely, gonta feels grateful for them.

still, being the gentle giant he is, gonta does feel bad for the people they brush off or are mean to.

somehow, you two being friends fits really well. balancing each other quite nicely.

rantaro amami ♡

rantaro doesn't have too much of a problem with this because he secretly loves how they favor him over others.

he just soaks up the attention quietly, says "thank you!" and moves on.

he's not one to judge, and tells them not to worry about what others have to say either. especially if they make up assumptions as to why they are the way they are. he's no stranger to having rumors made up about himself, after all.

[crimsonredlust]

Sticky Situation

Nagito Komaeda x Gender Neutral Reader

note: hi wow! this is my first time ever posting one of my fics on tumblr! I’m a bit nervous but I hope whoever ends up reading this likes it! I got the idea for this fic because I accidentally spilled coca-cola all over myself at work…ANYWAY! Nagito might be a bit ooc I’m still getting used to writing him (^_^)

You didn’t really KNOW Nagito Komaeda.

Of course you knew he was in your class, you could hardly miss the eyesore that his mop-head hair was—

You knew from your fellow classmates that he brought terrible bouts of bad luck, not only to himself but to those around him.

You might’ve found it peculiar- how his talent worked on others; you had never really seen anything like it…

In any case, you didn’t KNOW Nagito beyond the few interactions you were forced to have with him, you weren’t even sure if he knew your talent…

(Of course he did, he did in-depth research on every ultimate in his class, but you didn’t know that)

That all changed when Ms. Yukizome assigned a project where you would have to work in pairs.

You didn’t mind this, in fact, you found it helpful! Sometimes it was difficult to focus on refining your talent and the homework Ms. Yukizome regularly gave, a project with someone else would (hopefully) take some of the burden off of you!

Although, you supposed there was a slight downside…

You never fully realized how many ‘duos’ there were in your class…while the others scrambled to their friends, you meekly stood, hoping one of your mutual friends would chose you…but they hadn’t.

Suddenly the only partnerless people were TeruTeru, Kazuichi, and…Nagito.

Mentally you cringed, of course you had to be saddled with the three weirdos…

Teruteru gawked at you, making no effort to hide the fact that he was practically undressing you with his eyes- you definitely wouldn’t chose him.

Kazuichi looked at you as if he was begging you not to force him with either Teruteru or Nagito, you supposed you felt a bit bad…but Kazuichi hardly turned his work in on time and you knew he would be a lousy partner…

That left Nagito.

He had a calm smile plastered on his face, as if he didn’t care if you picked him or not, you knew he was smart- he contributed to MANY of Ms. Yukizome’s discussions (despite groans in frustration from fellow classmates when he began to rant about hope…)

He was also punctual! As punctual as he could be with his luck…you knew he would have no issue getting the project in on time, finishing his portion sufficiently, and not ogle you!

Your footsteps felt heavy as you approached him, you were nervous but you couldn’t really place your finger on why- you knew he would say yes, maybe it was everything you heard about him, the fact that he wasn’t your friend might’ve also played a role.

Nonetheless, you approached Nagito, and he seemed almost surprised? As if he was truly expecting you to pick one of the other two.

“Komaeda— I was wondering if you wanted to be my partner?”

You didn’t know why this embarrassed you so much, it was humiliating that you didn’t have a single friend to partner with, but this embarrassment wasn’t from that…his gaze bored into you and it gave you goosebumps- was Nagito always this unsettling?

“You…- really want to be partners with trash like me? Are you sure? I’m sure you have better options…”

You deadpanned, vaguely gesturing to the other two-

“I think I’ll take my chances with you.”

You said, and that same carefree smile returned to his face.

“Ah…Well if you’re sure I suppose their isn’t anything to be done, but I’m sorry if you find me to be a lousy partner, I’ll try my best to ensure my work is top of the line!”

You hummed in acknowledgment- he wasn’t strange, but you guessed he wasn’t horrible, part of you wondered why none of your classmates associated with him- it’s not like any of them were much more ‘normal’ than him.

There was an awkward silence and you felt tense- maybe some sort of conversation would help?

You peered over at his desk, the wall of Dr. Hopper had yet to be diminished, you smiled a bit to yourself-

“You still have all that soda?”

You ask, a grin taking place on your face, the concept of his luck making something like that happen- it was all very bizarre…

“Hm? Oh…I suppose I do, I usually give them out if someone asks- did you want one?”

You pondered for a moment- It had been a while since you had Dr. Hopper, and one soda wouldn’t hurt!

“Yeah! Sure, thanks Komaeda!”

He smiled, picking one up off the wall he had constructed and handing it to you.

“Of course! Trash like me has little to be good for, so this is the least I could do!”

You didn’t really know how to respond to the self deprecation so you began to crack open the soda, popping the tab before—

It was like an explosion, but only directed towards you of course- as if you had put a whole tin of mints in the tiny can, it began to fizz all over you, drenching you and your uniform in the sticky liquid.

Everyone in the class turned their attention towards you, and for a moment you were frozen, so was Nagito.

It suddenly dawned on you why people stayed away from him.

Nagito was quick to sputter out apologies, so many that you could hardly even make most of them out-

“Of course something like this would happen— I sincerely apologize for my incompetence—“

He seemed almost nervous, like he felt as if he had messed something up- which he did in a way, your school uniform now covered in sticky soda…

Part of you didn’t even really know what to say, you were embarrassed, standing with everyone watching you, dripping soda onto the ground, you were upset, but the rational part of you KNEW it wasn’t really his fault.

“It’s fine…”

You said, just wanting all of the attention off of you, setting the can down on one of the desks nearby as Nagito watched you with bated breath.

“It’s not your fault- I uhm..probably shook up the can.”

He swallowed, as if he was afraid to say anything.

“Do you at least want to swap jackets? I know you probably wouldn’t want to trade jackets with garbage like me- but it is probably better than soda…Ah- unless you want nothing to do with me anymore!”

“Yeah- we can trade—“

You shrugged off the jacket and handed it to him, and he in turn gave you his jacket, when you slipped it on you could smell the scent of his detergent, it wasn’t anything specific, just…clean.

Nagito was lanky, his sleeves were a bit too long on you but you would manage, at this point the attention seemed to mostly disapate away from you, Nagito still seemed as if he was bracing for impact and it made you feel slightly guilty.

“Uhm- I’m not upset at you or anything and I still want to be your partner— I suppose it was just unfortunate timing”

You gave him a small smile, and his breathing hitched, something in him switching ever so slightly.

“How hopeful…you could blame me and berate me like I deserve, but you decide not to!”

He seemed elated with this fact, you just hummed and began to scoot away-

“Well— I kinda need to change my uniform now, I’ll see you around Komaeda.”

You made your exit, but his eyes never left you, he could hardly wait to start the project!

if enough people end up liking this maybe i’ll make it a series? ive been wanting to do a character study on Nagito so maybe this would be a nice chance to:3

[angelleoi]

haihai!! i was wondering if i could request some Kazuichi Souda x gn!reader in which Kaz is rly nerdy and nervous or anything of the sort! tysm in advance (* >ω<)

NERD!KAZUICHI SODA X READER ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

angel's rambles - my first requesst/postttt ayyyy 🥹 TYSM FOR THIS REQUEST! i never thought id get one with just an intro post i feel so special... also i hope u like headcanons cuz theyre basically my default

word count - 748

warnings - none, just fluff, MIGHT be ooc

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NON-DESPAIR AU (DANGAN 3) !

pre-dating 

he falls for you basically the second you walk in the classroom on the first day of school, and from that point on he’s officially insufferable about it.

all of his friends know your name, your schedule, your talent, your favorite colors, and all the other things kazuichi gushes to them about. but if they even dare to suggest he asks you out, he immediately shuts that nonsense all down.

normally kaz would be super persistent and upfront with his romantic feelings for someone, but something about you has thrown all that out the window. instead he settles for subtly following you around campus and bringing up ‘smooth conversation starters’ when his heart isn’t on overdrive. 

picture an average conversation with him going like this:

“sighhhhhhhhhhh” 

“...”

“SIGHHHH”

“whats wrong, kazuichi?”

“oh, you’re here, heh. it’s nothing, just finished working on a preeeetty tough motorcycle this morning.”

“i love motorcycles! are they cool to work with?”

“y-yeah! i mean, it was actually my motorcycle so i was familiar with it, you know?” 

at that point he’d devolve into a rambling mess, yapping about torque wrenches and hardware cataloging. all while you just stood there acting like you knew what he was talking about and pretending you couldn’t see the tomato-colored blush spanning across his face.

he’d walk away from that thinking he was the slickest heartthrob even though he was still actively sweating bullets ten minutes later. 

you’d get partnered with him on small projects once in a while and he’d talk your ear off about whatever new designs he had been engineering.

someone – probably teruteru playing a prank – showed you a picture of what kazuichi looked like in middle school. dull black hair, natural colored eyes, colorless school uniform. it looked so foreign, so not-kazuichi. he was genuinely deathly afraid that you’d think he was some loser now, but you just brushed it off by saying you had your own embarrassing style in middle school.

one day, your bike broke down and the only thing you knew to do was go to the souda family’s bike shop. you had heard kaz say something amidst one of his rambles about always being around there, so you prayed to whatever god would listen that he’d be in the shop when you’d arrive. thankfully he was.

he tried to act all nonchalant and carefree about fixing your bike, except the cheesy pickup lines he threw your way were anything but that. 

you’d think the ultimate mechanic would have it done within minutes, but kazuichi had ulterior motives. he thought that with enough sweet-talking, he’d distract you into staying here for a good hour or two. somehow it worked, and you didn’t even look the slightest bit annoyed at all his flustered rants about the uses of chain breakers, floor pumps, and tire levers.

dating

after months of pining you from afar, kaz had officially developed a plan. he’d accidentally bump into you in the hallway, do that stereotypical thing where he helps you pick up all your books, then ask you out on some sweet date. 

what he wasn’t expecting was the phone call from you right after writing all that shit down in his mechanic design-filled journal. you didn’t even hesitate to ask him to be your boyfriend– you just said it outright! what the hell was all his longing after you for if he knew you’d just call him!?

now that you’re dating, you have to endure tenfold of yapper kazuichi. not that you’re complaining or anything. it’s hard to when he, who’s got the energy of a small dog, is rapidly explaining all the different creations he’s fixed up in the last month or two. 

kazuichi’s love language is both physical touch and making/fixing little things for you. 

you complain about not being able to see while riding your bike home at night? expect a state of the art headlight system built into the front. broken keychain? fixed immediately, with the added bonus of a little robot-kaz who chirps some corny message if you press a small button on its head.

he’s always got his hands on you somehow. his hand is always snaked around your waist when you’re walking somewhere, despite your complaints about how embarrassing the position is. 

he still gets nervous around you, even though you’ve been dating for a while. kaz can’t help it, you’ve got some weird biological thing that makes him blush around you or something!

im not familiar with kaz that much but i love his character and i had fun writing this!! sorry if it was ooc... yeowchh

[frickingnerd]

you're mine (but not really)

pairing: nagito komaeda x gn!reader (+hajime hinata)

summary: you ask nagito to be your date to a party. but he takes things too serious when hajime shows interest in you...

tags: fake dating / relationship, jealous!nagito, use of y/n, silly & wholesome fluff, nagito & hajime crushing on reader

nagito watched, as you laughed and talked with hajime, his heart twisting whenever you'd softly touch his arm or lean in a bit. he knew that you liked hajime. it was obvious to everyone but hajime. and nagito liked you. which seemed to be obvious to everyone but you.

nagito gritted his teeth, before forcing himself to look away. he knew you didn't like him the same way you liked hajime. he knew, he should've never got his hopes up, when you asked him to accompany you to this party and play your date, to get hajime a bit jealous. but nagito genuinely thought that perhaps this could be more than just pretend. yet here you were, spending your evening with hajime, when nagito should be the one by your side.

finally, he couldn't take it anymore. you had asked him to play the part of your date, to get hajime jealous, so he might as well do just that!

“who's this guy you're talking to, my love~?”

nagito surprised you from behind, wrapping an arm around your waist, while glaring at hajime. yet the second you looked up at him, he had the sweetest smile on his lips.

“oh, i haven't introduced you yet. this is hajime! and this is…”

“i'm y/n's boyfriend, nagito”

hajime had looked a bit uncomfortable ever since nagito joined the conversation, but now he had to swallow hard. he really did not want to get into trouble by flirting with someone else's partner.

“ah, i– i had no idea! it's so nice to meet you!”

hajime reached out his hand with a smile. nagito hesitated, before reaching out his free hand, his other one still holding onto you. he wouldn't let go of you, until hajime was gone. he'd play the part that you wanted him to play, even if it would ruin your chances with hajime. or rather, because it would ruin your chances with hajime. maybe you'd settle for him then…

“the pleasure is all mine, hajime”