Yuri is the best character in Doki Doki Literature Club! She is so adorable and shy she is my perfect waifu! Wanted to draw this baby girl for so freakin long! I add the knives to follow her theme. Cuz she loves knife hahaha! But that knives that I’ve added is kitchen knives, not stun knives LOL. Me myself a bit disappointment haha..
the ddlc plus side storys are basically just every girl falling in love with sayori as she’s being an oblivious dumbass in the best way possible prove me wrong.
I headcanon that if the game turned into a normal visual novel after deleting monika, if you start dating sayori that would let Yuri and natsuki show there true feelings to each other
[Authors Note: I headcanon that Yuri is possibly on the Autism Spectrum, so please respect that for this fic. There is also one scene where self harm is involved, it’s very mild and tame, but please be warned if you are not comfortable with that. Thank you.]
Word Count: 2,052
Post divider credit to: animatedglittergraphics-n-more
As the bell rang to let the classes out, Natsuki was shoving a few books into her bag. She cursed under her breath at the amount of space they were taking up. When she finally managed to get each book in, Natsuki lifted up her bag and started to carry it.
She tottered to the side as the bag weighed her down.
Natsuki cursed once more as she staggered out into the hall, arms aching as she lugged around the bag.
Yuri kept to her book as she heard the bell ring.
Her fingers gently traced down the page she was currently reading. Humming, she glanced at the paper on her desk. Various near incomprehensible scribbles were sprawled across it.
She picked up her pen and carefully scratched something in a tight corner of the page.
When Yuri returned her gaze to her book, a loud thump behind her caught her off guard.
She whipped her head around to see an exasperated Natuski hunched over her bag. Natsuki seemed out of breath. The evident lump in the bag worried Yuri slightly.
She gave a gentle poke to Natsuki’s arm.
Natsuki flinched and looked up.
“Did you bring more manga today?” Yuri questioned, eyeing the lump.
“No.” Natsuki sighed out, getting off the bag and sliding into the desk chair.
Yuri gave a puzzled expression. Looking from the bag, then to her friend. “Well, what’s in the bag then?”
Natsuki grinned and lifted the bag, undoing the zipper. In a flash, a few heavy books spilled onto the desk, and two clattering to the floor.
“It’s your books, dummy.”
Yuri quickly knelt down to retrieve the books that had fallen. Natsuki watched as Yuri carefully stacked each book onto her, now crowded, desk.
Yuri frowned at her. “You shouldn’t just dump out books like that!” she scolded.
Natsuki rolled her eyes. “Oh come on, those ‘bricks’ of yours can handle a drop every now and then. Relax.”
“How would you feel if someone were to drop your manga, then?” Yuri retorted.
Natsuki thought about it. Her grin soured into a frown. “I’d be pretty damn pissed off.” she grumbled out quietly.
Yuri simply shook her head and went back to organizing her books.
The room was quiet once more. The quiet would be broken with book stacking, or the patter of Natsuki’s leg as it bounced in an anxious manner.
“Hey, do you still want to go to the bookstore today?” Natsuki asked. Her usual loud voice now soft.
Yuri adjusted the stack of books before looking back to Natsuki. Her purple eyes scanning for any insincerity. When none was found, she flashed a small smile and nodded.
“I’ll go if you help me put my books away in my locker.”
Natsuki groaned. Yuri giggled and got up from her desk and moved in front of her. Natsuki stayed seated in her chair and raised her arms out. Yuri gripped Natsuki’s hands and pulled her out from her chair.
With the last book placed into Yuri’s filled locker, Natsuki tugged at Yuri’s arm excitedly.
“Come on, I want to get there before there’s too many people!” she whined.
Yuri smiled and shut her locker. She locked arms with Natsuki.
Natsuki felt her face heat up. “What are you doing?”
“I don’t want you to slow me down.” Yuri commented.
Natsuki glared, her face burning more. “What? Is it cause I’m short?”
Yuri tilted her head, humming. “Well, somewhat. I mostly don’t want you to fall when I walk.”
Natsuki let out a huff and turned her head away from Yuri. “I won’t fall.” she grumbled.
Yuri simply chuckled and began walking. “If you end up falling, I’ll make sure to catch you.”
Natsuki punched Yuri in the arm, causing her to yelp.
“That’s not funny!” Natsuki yelled.
The trip downtown was a somewhat noisy one.
The pair, mostly Natsuki, chatted away about what book series they wanted to get.
“Last ‘Parfait Girls’ issue was a bit of a bummer, so I’m hoping that the next issue will be better! I mean, the last issue felt like it just dragged one plot line on for too long! It was about as boring as…”
Natsuki trailed off as she looked up at Yuri. Yuri’s gaze was kept on a large white fountain up ahead. It wasn’t far off from the bookstore.
Natsuki tugged at Yuri’s arm, making her look down.
“Hey, Earth to Yuri! Have you been zoning out this whole time?” Natsuki questioned.
Yuri shook her head.
“No, I’ve been following your rant over ‘Parfait Girls’ quite closely.”
“Then why don’t you look interested?” Natsuki spoke in an accusatory tone.
Yuri glared at her. “I am interested! I simply don’t look at people, their faces distract me.”
Natsuki’s brow furrowed. “Distract you?” she asked.
Yuri nodded and continued gazing at the fountain.
The rest of the trip remained silent.
Natsuki eyed the shelves feverishly until she stopped in her tracks. The fifth issue of Parfait Girls was at the top shelf.
“There it is!” Natsuki announced proudly to Yuri.
She hopped with her arm outstretched. Then she tried once more with a grunt. Then a third time. Her face burned a deep red as she readied herself for another jump.
Yuri noticed this and smiled warmly. She stepped forward, getting on her tiptoes, and retrieved the book.
Natsuki watched in annoyance as Yuri effortlessly pulled the book from the top shelf.
“Here you are.” Yuri added, holding out the book to Natsuki.
With a huff, Natsuki snatched the book from Yuri’s hand and clutched it close to her.
She mumbled out a thank you.
“I think I somewhat understand why you’re so interested in that series, Natsuki.” Yuri commented.
Natsuki raised a brow at that. “Oh? This ought to be good.” she chuckled.
Yuri thought for a moment, looking back at the shelves of manga. Her eyes scanned the titles before pausing on a particular book. Yuri reached out and pulled the book from the shelf, flipping it over to check the cover and back.
Natsuki stared at Yuri quizzically before grinning. She knew that look.
“Hey, are you interested in that manga, Yuri?”
Yuri blinked and whipped her head back to Natsuki, her cheeks burning.
“I…Well, n-not exactly.” she mumbled.
Natsuki gave her a playful nudge in the arm. “Come on, you can tell me.”
Yuri looked back at the book’s cover. She held a solemn smile.
The artwork was of a man with spiked black hair, draped in orange and blue cloth. He was rather muscular. This didn’t seem like the usual type of manga Yuri would be interested in.
“It’s my first manga series.” She admitted quietly.
Natsuki reeled back from that. “What? You read ‘that’,” she pointed to the book in Yuri’s hands, “as your first introduction into manga?”
Yuri looked down at her, brows furrowed.
“You seem so surprised.”
“Well, I just…” Natsuki stammered out quickly.
This was a real head-scratcher. This manga seemed way too action packed and goofy for Yuri to have ever enjoyed. And yet, here she was, telling her it was indeed her first manga.
“I’d say it was a rather…poor introduction into manga for me.” Yuri commented, placing the book back onto the shelf.
Natsuki snorted. “Yeah, no kidding.”
“What was your first manga series?” Yuri questioned.
Natsuki smiled a proud smile. “‘Parfait Girls.’”
“I see,” Yuri glances back at the book, “I suppose if I had read a different series…then perhaps…”
Natsuki raised an eyebrow. “ Perhaps what?”
Yuri looked back to Natsuki to answer before hearing a commotion at the front of the bookstore.
Both turned and watched as the bookstore was soon flooded with a crowd of people, all talking and moving towards various shelves in the Manga section.
Natsuki watched with bated breath as the store was soon full of men and women of varying ages yelling about a series called ‘Soaring Skies’. She covered her ears at the loudness of the crowd. The bookstore started to feel warm and clammy with the amount of people now occupying it.
“Aw man, this sucks! Yuri, let’s get out of here.” Natsuki yelled over the crowd.
Natsuki looked up to her purple haired companion. She frowned when she saw the pained and panicked expression on Yuri’s face.
“Yuri?” Natsuki asked.
Yuri gripped at her hair, her eyes darting from person to person as they ran about the store. She let out a small groan.
Something was wrong.
Natsuki reached and tugged at Yuri’s sweater sleeve. The sudden contact caused Yuri to jump.
She bolted out of the store, breathing heavily, clutching her hair. Once outside, She leaned over and tried to control her breathing. Outside was sunny with a gentle cool breeze. Shaking, Yuri reached into the front pocket of her pants with one hand, while the other gripped at a lock of her hair.
Her fingers traced along the pocket knife case in her pocket. Carefully, she pulled it up enough out of her pocket to open the blade. Her index finger stroked at the blade, moving from the smooth side to the sharp edge.
She winced as her finger was cut. She pulled her hand out and inspected the injured finger. The sight of blood slowly trickling out from the small wound eased her. While she knew that this wasn’t a good method of grounding herself, she didn’t have any other option. Breathing techniques only worked for her panic attacks, and she wasn’t sure of fidgeting, as her parents often scolded her for showing such odd actions.
The sounds of birds soon calmed her back down enough to breathe properly. Her racing thoughts subsided for the moment and she fished into her bag. Pulling out a small white case, she retrieved a small alcohol wipe packet and a band aid.
Just as Yuri finished bandaging up her small wound, she turned as she heard the door open. Natsuki held up two bags in one hand with an annoyed expression.
“Jeez, what’s with those people? Are they that desperate for a new book-”
Natsuki was silenced and caught off guard as Yuri leapt towards her, pulling her into a tight hug.
The bag was dropped and Natsuki simply stood there. She felt the other shaking. Natsuki wrapped her arms around Yuri, giving that hug as much of her strength as she could manage.
“Natsuki, I’m so sorry.” Yuri whimpered.
“What for?” Natsuki questioned.
“For leaving you in there with all of those people.”
Natsuki rested herself against Yuri, humming.
“Yeah, that was kind of a douche move on your part.” she chuckled out.
“I don’t want to do that again.” Yuri hiccuped.
“I know…I know.” Natsuki assured her.
The two girls stood there, holding each other.
“Hey,” Natsuki began, but quickly stopped.
Yuri looked down at her companion and frowned.
“Is something wrong?”
“No! I…I wanted to ask you something.” Natsuki grumbled.
“Well…go ahead.” Yuri urged.
Natsuki felt her face burn before speaking again. “How come you gave me your book series earlier? You could have broken my back with all of those hardcovers!”
Yuri stayed quiet before letting out a soft giggle.
Natsuki’s face burned more. “What?” she demanded.
“Did you read all of them?” Yuri asked.
“I,” Natsuki was flabbergasted, “of course I didn’t! I could only read the first two books.” she huffed out.
“So that means you read more than just one book? I’m impressed.” Yuri commented.
“Oh shut up!” Natsuki groaned.
“I wanted you to understand why I liked that series…and…I-I wanted to share it with you because both you and that series are important to me.”
Natsuki blinked and stared into Yuri’s eyes. “D-don’t say stupid stuff like that.” she muttered.
Yuri gently pressed her forehead against Natsuki’s, her long purple locks now resting against Natsuki’s shirt.
“It’s true. You’re special to me, Natsuki.”
The pair gazed into each other’s eyes. Natsuki gingerly got up on her tiptoes. Yuri knelt down.
A soft kiss was held between the two.
Once it broke, the pair stepped back, faces burning a harsh red and looking elsewhere. Natsuki took this opportunity to punch Yuri in the arm.
