ignore the fact im like 10 days late to byakuya day I’m ashamed of myself happy late birthday to the king
im not a big fan of this but honestly I needed to draw em cuddling or else I’ll combust from stress </3 also pls listen to crack the shutters by snow patrol it’s so it’s so hhhhhh domestic hcs soundtrack
They’re on a date Got inspired by Korean matching couple outfits!
And now that I’ve finally graduated, I’ll most likely be posting more consistently from here on out, look forward to it! ✨ thank you all for your patience
Summary: Byakuya talks to Kyoko as they search for Makoto after he disappeared from his apartment. The blond can’t help but think about something that’s been on his mind with something he shouldn’t have brought with him on his travels.
Warning: -Using certain spellings due to being use to past fan translations -I start rambling -Implied post content -Implied spoilers -Possibly OOCness
This was suppose to be up days ago but I got held up(and really tired, I have a weird sleep schedule even when not working) & took a while to get this in Google Doc to check spelling & grammar.(There’s one grammar mistake due to grammar check not helping) So anyway this is my final last post for Naegami week 2021, this was meant to show up before the last one but I took to long. It’s a tad mood whiplash-ish due to the last post especially since that one takes place some time after this one. I’m also unsure how well this will go.(I explain at the end of the story cause I’m adding to much text here)
Check out @naegamimonth for more posts especially last year & now I officially say goodbye, sorry for being late again & see everyone next year.(Going to need it again no matter the year)
Edit: Added a pic, I made it for this & forgot to add it when I posted this thing
This oneshot is for a fanfic that at the time of making isn’t being worked on yet. This is kind of for Naegami week 2021 & to help me kind of work on trying to work typing again.(Working on stories seems to be hard to get to)
For some context Makoto has gone missing at some point after DR3 & there are implications he’s in the still despair & Monomuma follower filled city. There’s also the possible danger of someone known as Asumi that Izuru seems to know is “awake” & roaming the city.
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Byakuya sighed as he sat down on his camping mat, after traveling for a while his small group had settled down in an abandoned building. Touko and Komaru had been in this building a few times in the past while helping scout the city before which had led to hoarding camping supplies just in case. The two had chosen to check the area before coming back to the room that everyone would be sleeping in.
While it was a safe place the two were still nervous about past events. Byakuya couldn’t blame them as he still remembers when he and the survivors were trying to get used to everything. It still hurt remembering the feeling of worry he had when he found out Makoto had managed to hold it back until he was alone in his room.
The blond man was brought out of his thoughts when a pastel pinkette clinging to a plush doll of Usami that’s design was slightly modified. For the life of him he had no idea how she had this thing as they were the ones to work on Usami with the help of AE and a few others. So far the timid pinkette was the only person they had met in the city that wasn’t hostile or dead. While Future Foundation and recovering groups have been able to help bring things back to normal the city is still kind of dangerous.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Kyoko asks gently, standing up from her sleeping setup that was next to the camping mat next to Byakuya’s.
“Bun-Bunny scared… Bear man had a p-pinata bat…” The pinkette, “Bunny” said as she held her Usami doll close. Her behavior was worrying to everyone given her childish talking and attempts to hide what had happened. It was obvious that a Monokuma follower had tried to attack her in the past and she was still terrified.
“He can’t hurt you Bunny, the man isn’t nearby anymore but I’ll check for a moment if you’d like.” Kyoko says gently as she helps Bunny over to the camping mat between her’s and Byakuya’s. The two were doing their best to help the poor girl as it was clear this person around their age had been through something bad.
Bunny nodded as if to show she heard the pale lavender haired woman before laying down. Despite the state she was in, the pinkette was strong given how long she’s managed to survive on her own. She did her best to be strong despite how she acted.
Kyoko smiled a little as she gently petted the pinkette’s practically Izuru level long hair, she wasn’t sure the fact it was tied in ponytails did anything to help. As Bunny finally went to sleep she looked at Byakuya, who was lost in thought. She knew despite his poker face that the blond was wondering what Makoto was doing and if he was ok.
“We’ll find him, I know we will.” Kyoko tries to reassure as she stands up to go check a few rooms like she told Bunny. Byakuya hums slightly in response before looking at the letter he found earlier.
“Do you really think Asumi was telling the truth when she left at least my letter.” Byakuya asked, he was unsure he wanted an answer on if his mother was alive. Despite everything he didn’t want to lose hope if his mother turned out to be dead this whole time.
“We’ll just have to wait and see… I’m sure she’d like to meet Makoto when you meet her again.” Kyoko said, trying to keep his hopes up since Byakuya was slowly worrying more the longer Makoto was missing. For pete sakes he somehow hid that he broke BOTH ankles and his wrist when he survived landing in the garbage section of the school.
“….Yes… I think they’d get along very well.” Byakuya said, giving into her attempts to help him. While still worried he couldn’t help but think about how Makoto had in many ways been similar to his mother despite their differences. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten about this. Both had a loving and caring personality, while Makoto didn’t seem to show it at first he was as gentle as his mom had been. Byakuya knew his mom would accept Makoto no matter what, especially since Makoto made Byakuya happy.
“I almost wonder what happens after this…” He wonders aloud, Kyoko gives him a slightly confused expression before Byakuya explains. “After we find Makoto and go back. I know Makoto and Bunny will be put in therapy, all of us likely should see a therapist. I’m going to talk Makoto into finally moving in with me, I shouldn’t have let him talk me into letting him stay in that accursed apartment.”
“You really do care about him.” Kyoko teased before letting out a little sigh. “You are right, I’m not sure what will happen after this. If we don’t deal with Asumi by the time we find Makoto we might need to bring backup. I don’t know what will happen as we likely won’t be using the simulation on her like with Hinata and the others. Given Izuru has dealt with her when Project Hope happened he’ll likely be able to help.”
“I guess so, this is going to be a headache later on…” Byakuya muttered as Kyoko left the room.
After seeing that Kyoko was gone and knowing Bunny won’t wake up anytime soon, Byakuya took a small box out of his pocket. It’s a nice little green velvet box, while not the shade of green on Makoto’s hoodie jacket nor of his eyes it made him think of the green on both. The blond knew it was an awful idea to bring it and he knew that when they found Makoto it’d likely be stupid to propose anytime around then. He couldn’t help but feel like it’d survive all of this and despite his worries this ring would give him a little comfort/courage to believe everything will be alright. He’d try again later when everyone had recovered, when things were going better. Byakuya would leave it alone when they returned from the city and work on helping his boyfriend recover. Whatever had led to Makoto ending up here whether it be Asumi or something/someone else he’d find out and do what he could for Makoto.
Bunny made a sound before curling up a little. Byakuya came out of his thoughts and looked at her. He put the ring box back in his pocket as he gently pet her head and pulled the blanket up more for her which calmed the pinkette down some.
Byakuya sighed a little, he wondered if Makoto would have had better luck helping her. He still wasn’t exactly used to dealing with people. The others were able to help but Bunny seemed to want to be near him. Byakuya shook his head and laid down. As he went to sleep he couldn’t help but realize Bunny’s hair didn’t feel the texture of hair.
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Probably doesn’t do a good job, sorry.
I tried to keep from rambling as at some point it goes to much into an info dump that is unneeded.(If this had been multi-chaptered I’d have tried to make this work over a few chapters) I want to guess cause I know this is an oneshot that won’t have anything else(aside from pics/whatever I ramble about in descriptions) it leads to me constantly trying to info dump or something. Either way I know trying to read those rambling info dumps might lead to feeling like it goes to much off topic before getting back onto it. Because of this I did my best to remove some of it.
I’ll do my best to do something about this especially since I’m pretty sure I did semi better on past fanfics. Then again a lot of parts on my Sonic fanfic involve so far Shadow talking to people about Sonic’s history. With luck when I finally(I guess I should try getting to it after this commission & art trade I need to finish) work on the fanfic I’ll figure out how to write this all better.
I haven’t been writing much cause I have trouble & got stuff I’m working on piling up. I should try to work on the fanfic this is meant to be based on. There’s a lot I need to work on for it.
I had to cut out a lot near the end about “Bunny” cause the rambling got to much & I had trouble typing. I have a shit ton of work ahead of me when I try working on the fanfic…
Sorry this is late, I was a little distracted by working on day 15’s post(likely have it up later tonight after correcting some spelling/possible grammar)
Day 17 was gifts & day 18 was reunion
I had a few ideas for the last two days at least one idea for each day being a mix of the two days. To summarize a little one idea was school reunion scene from an AU RP, survivors visiting Class 77-B & Hinata on the island(they often do so but keep it secret as Class 77-B took the blame for Junko’s actions to help FF) for Christmas/gift exchange & Byakuya holding the twins as the toddlers hand Makoto a gift.
I didn’t draw any of these cause I’m kind of short on time & was having trouble drawing the characters having a Christmas party. So I decided to draw this instead which is kind of fitting as I wanted to draw Byakuya’s mom at some point.
Before I go on I want to mention that for some reason a twin AU post made me like the idea of Imposter/Twogami being Byakuya’s twin brother.(Given Byakuya is the youngest Twogami is the older twin) My friend that I did a lot of DR stuff with in the past named him Kasu. Junko said Byakuya’s family is dead however his mom survived cause she’s technically not a Togami & was able to hide thanks to Byakuya setting things up before losing contact with her. Kasu survived cause he was one of the banished Togami kids & because he was part of the Remnants of Despair. Despite choosing to stay on the island with the others Byakuya has allowed him back into the family.
So anyway Byakuya brought Makoto, their adopted kids & snuck Kasu(I dunno what Komaru, Nagisa & Touko are doing, they likely joined them but are off camera) to visit Byakuya & Kasu’s mom now that they’ve been reunited.(Asumi is technically there just not awake) I guess this is a Christmas family reunion & it’s the best gift the family(even the group) has had in a long time.
Byakuya & Makoto helped set things up before resting(Makoto is pretty tired & is heavily pregnant with Len & Ichigo) while Byakuya’s mom works on baking with the kids.(Kasu & Komaru helped her with cooking dinner)
I was going to add Byakuya’s sister(his secretary from the Togami light novels) until I found out she’s dead & Junko erased her existence from people’s memories.
Well aside from my post for day 15 later in the night this is my final post for Naegami Week 2021. I hope everyone enjoyed what I had up, look forward to whatever happens for Naegami Month/week next year should anything happen. Remember to rest up.
Check out @naegamimonth for more & late congrats on finishing finals
This was originally going to be for a really stupid idea involving soulmates writing a letter(I erased this 2 times cause the quick explanations went on for a long time & it kept sounding stupid) but chose to change it.
Pretty much the idea is that Byakuya pre-despair event decided to write to Makoto about his feelings after realizing Makoto has managed to make him fall for him. He never got to give him that letter but he didn’t need to in the end.
Kind of adding this as it’s based on another thing I chose not to post due to (little spoiler) being to similar to what I’m doing for day 4
The idea was that Byakuya is thinking of Makoto while looking at the letter he was given about his mom being alive with “Bunny”/Usami girl from the 29 pic from last year resting near him as she feels safe near him
This pic is meant to be around the time Makoto disappeared leading to Byakuya & the others going into the still Monokuma crawling city. This is Asumi, the person Izuru warned them about, she’s the one that left letters for Byakuya & Kyoko. A lot of her hair got cut off while she was “asleep” so she’s wearing a wig.
Go check out @naegamimonth for more & for last year, hope your finals go well(sorry it’s 1:42am when I posted all of this, I should go to bed I got work in the morning)
I’m a little behind on Naegami week since I’ve been held up. It’s probably a good thing it’s a week instead of a month this year. As much as I like doing the month long thing I understand people are busy & I got some stuff I’m working on backed up. I’m still able to participate in all the days, I’m glad I can end off the year with Neagami stuff to relax some with.
Day one was sunset & day two was photograph Byakuya enjoying the sight of his fiance at sunset, this takes place when they were in France. I was really tempted to draw Byakuya’s mom behind him smiling at how her son adores his fiance.
This took two days to work on & made with just the air brush(coloring & shading wise), the background was even done on one layer ignoring the clouds which I made on another layer for a little. I’m surprised I got this done fairly fast as shaded in colored in digital art takes a long time for me.
Here’s the pic of Makoto surrounded by sunset by itself & without the attempted camera effect
So, at the beginning of this year (2019), I decided to embark in a different project: to write a full fanfiction surrounding a certain idea: “What if both of them had survived the killing game?”. The goal of this was to include Ishimaru, as well as Mondo, in the canon plot described by the games and anime (I still haven’t read the novels or the mangas) by creating an adventure surrounding them but also focused in points I wished I saw in Danganronpa. In other words, write about their character development, their relationship (yes, it was supposed to be mainly focused on Ishimondo as a couple, slowly blossoming their romance) but it was also an opportunity to write about tragedy and despair (I enjoy writing horror and angst). I won’t reveal any major spoilers (about my fanfiction) because I haven’t decided if I will continue to work on this. I have other tasks at hand that I need to prioritise. It was supposed to be a big project which I estimated to be longer than 100.000 words. [so far, I have only written over 13k with the 1st chapter still at the beggining, while the second one is already at the middle with over 10k words.]
The point of this post: since I don’t know if I continue this or not, I would love to share the best moments I have wrote so far (both humorous and romantic and I have decided to notshare any gory/sad parts). I will give context for every part I share without giving too much details.
NOTE 1: The narrator tries to put themselves in the feet of the character they are focusing on. So, they also try to adopt their way of speech and attempt to convey their feelings facing the various occasions (for example: the narrator is more crude and sad when the character in focus is Mondo)
NOTE 2: English is not my first language. So I apologise for any mistakes found.
WARNING: HEAVY SPOILERS FOR DR1 AND SDR2.
1. “Hopes and Dreams”
Chapter:1
Context:epilogue of DR1, looking at the metal gate that locked them inside the school, after defeating Junko.
The prospects of a new start were high amongst everyone. Makoto was experiencing a restraint holding his body, in other words, he felt tensed. Suddenly, the feel of warm leather touched his right palm. Kyoko had approached him and gently held his hand. She didn’t made eye contact however he appreciated her kind gesture. “You will not fight this battle alone.” Her speech motivated him and invoked a determined willpower from within which led him to furrow his eyebrows and squeeze her hand slightly harder. Amused by his mood changes, Kyoko tried but failed to conceal a shy, joyful smile.
Mondo walked closer to his brother and hurriedly hurled his long coat to fall over the other man’s shoulder and placed his right arm around Ishimaru’s neck to enfold him in a friendly embrace. That action startled Taka, who barely succeeded to sustain both feet on the ground after the abrupt (and clumsy) headlock. Along with an open, radiant grin, Mondo spoke: “Finally, we’re leaving this place!” Taka with his left hand reached and grabbed Mondo’s right wrist and looked back at him to return his kind words with a soft, resolved smile.
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Byakuya continued to show suppression of his emotions to let his cruel image rule whatever perceptions he wishes others to have of him. Toko was next to him, fidgeting her fingers in embarrassment, peeking briefly at her “beloved” every two seconds with an odd, lustful desire on her face. Hiro, in the other hand, was screaming and crying in ecstasy, praying down in all fours, blessing the floor underneath and showing gratitude to whatever god (or alien) was looking after him.
2. “Lost happy memories”
Chapter:1
Context:shortly after opening the door, the survivors stand inside the school grounds but outside the building, thinking what they should do next.
Even if any of the lost memories had still not returned, Mondo remembered fondly of the small time he spent with Chihiro during the game, it had been enough for him to develop feelings of admiration towards the geek. He reached out for a specific content that was sitting inside of his long coat’s left pocket (the same coat that continued to shelter Ishimaru’s shoulders) to purposely find the set of stolen photos that served as evidence in the former trial. He glanced upon one in particular. It starred him hugging fiercely both of the baseball star and the computer nerd – he was happy. No, he was extremely happy. Look at his wide, stupid grin; it was a smile that he didn’t recall to see a long time ago. He browsed through the rest and his suspicions were confirmed. He had good times at Hope Peak’s academy. However, the collection was limited. Did he get along with the rest of the class? Were he and Ishimaru as close as they currently are or were they fierce enemies fighting about dumb things? There were a few of him smiling towards Taka. More than anything, he wanted to believe in the happiest statements. He glanced through the same photographs once again but he ended up with the same doubts. He wished to rewind time and relive through those moments one last time where he could adopt the same idiotic, relaxed posture he seemed to use back then. At least, he wished the set included a photo of him with his kyoudai. Did they also resolve their differences with a competition in the sauna? He laughed at the thought.
Ishimaru sighed while pointing at one of them. “I will miss them as well.” At the end of his index finger was a photograph captured by Makoto: They were all posing for the picture, in their school uniforms, inside their classroom (well, almost everyone - of course, Leon insisted in wearing his version of a “uniform”). Mondo turned his head to encounter red eyes glazed, stained with tears that fought to break free. Wow, he really was kind. “We were lucky… I wonder if I truly deserve to be one of the s-”
Maybe too kind for his own good. “Shut it…” He caught Taka surprised with the response. “What would I do without my brother next to me?” Mondo added, wrapping an arm around the other’s neck in a friendly way.
“Maybe it’s true. I still have a lot to lecture you about the true value of effort!”
That was not what Mondo wanted to hear “Oi-“
“And, as selfish as this may sound, I am truly relieved you weren’t the one who passed away.”
Sadness and guilt. Mondo looked at Kiyotaka and remembered how those two words felt. Those were feelings Kiyotaka was over familiar with… hell, even he knew the despair hidden behind those terms.
Mondo had quickly learned to detect those moods. In fact, he was pretty good at it! And he was unnecessarily proud of that achievement… The diagnosis? Symptoms of a low self-esteem. He still hadn’t figure it out how to improve his condition however, he had to think about it later; right now, he wanted to focus in leaving this creepy-ass school.
“Movin’ on… What th’ hell is this creepy smile?” In a sloppy attempt to change the subject, he shoved the mentioned picture in Taka’s face.
“Whatever do you mean?”
“Look at your face! You look like those creepy clowns but without the makeup. So stiff and robotic and why are you behaving like a soldier?”
“Ghk- Are you saying I am ugly?”
“Wha-! Ah- Shit! no!” just like mentioned before… embarassingly sloppy “That’s not what I meant! I just wanted to tell ya’ that ya’ need to smile naturally and not force yourself just ta’ try to look good in th’ pictures because it has the opposite result you intended!” Mondo pulled off a different photograph. In this one, they were with their gym clothes, enjoying a P.E. class and Ishi was smiling brightly while cheering for their class “For example, in this ya’ look natural ‘cause ya’ got caught off guard!”
“Oh- I see.” Disappointment was felt in his voice.
“Well- See? It doesn’t mean yar ugly or nothi’, actually I think ya’ are very good lookin’. Ya’ just look funny in photographs. Not everyone is photogenic! … (especially you…)” he babbles.
“Thank you.” Taka released a soft smile. The type of smile someone would like to record it with a photograph “You are a very kind man, kyoudai!”
And Mondo gets easily flustered with sweet (and cheesy) praises “Oh! Stop it! Don’t worry that pretty head of yours thinking that yer’ ugly or some bullshit like that…”
“I don’t usually concern myself over those issues. But I can’t stop myself from wondering if the lack of a more relaxed posture or behavior is the result of my failures at adopting socials skills.”
Mondo couldn’t deny it. He had the same opinion. He gave it a shrug in an attempt to give the conversation a closure.
“And if I may say so myself. I think you are a very attractive man yourself, Mondo.”
Mondo blushed even harder at the sudden compliment. And again, that cute smile… if only he could make him smile like that in photos…
“I know!! What if I force you to smile spontaneously?”
A small silence broke between the two “Force me to smile spontaneously?” Mondo cringed at the obvious mistake “Did you think that through?”
“Eh- shit! Atleast I am tryin’. I don’t see ya’ spittin’ any ideas!”
Taka chuckled. Mondo never considered to see Ishimaru laugh as he did right now. It created an ambience of comfort. It’s a new side that Mondo wished to see his brother with it in more occasions. “I will try to think of something too, then.”
Observing those two talking was Kirigiri; detective mode activated: the right index finger intertwined and resting on her chin as she would normally do whenever she found herself immersed deep in her thoughts. “Those two seem to be in a good mood. It’s good to have someone to rely on.”
“Well, I consider myself lucky too. After all, I am the ultimate lucky student if I have you backing me up.”
That was… unexpected. Was he trying to be smooth, flirty or just kind? One look at his facial expression: huge smile, eyebrows tense, shoulders determined. He was definately not trying to be flirty but that comment was very effective. She turned around, flushed.
3. “Makoto, the servant”
Chapter:2
Context:daily life of Makoto in the Future Foundation.
Makoto had woken up with a tedious mood. He checked his alarm clock and groaned… 4 a.m., “Great!” He said before slamming the snooze button and slumping back into the flat, old pillow. He blamed Togami for that. The man continued to impose him waking up at ridiculous hours to perform the most preposterous tasks. To be honest, he sometimes felt to be Togami’s pet or worse… a servant. He cringed at the idea and quickly dismissed such unwelcomed thoughts to not further the cranky mood he was in.
“Peasant, I will need my coffee at exactly 65ºC (150ºF) with just a sniff of cinnamon or I’ll have you thrown into the dungeon. Naegi, you tell them the answer!” He adjusted his imaginary glasses, pointing forcefully to a random nearby object while attempting to copy Togami’s presumptuous act with an over exaggerated high-pitched voice. “Makoto, that was not what I wanted y-you to t-tell… t-them.“ …but he merely ended in chuckles in the middle of the last one, ridiculing his own failed attempts.
He pushed the sheets to one side and hopped off out of bed. Imitating Togami would always lighten his mood. He grabbed his phone to see what horrifying tasks awaited him that day…
4. “Reunion”
Chapter:2
Context:Mondo was part of the 2nd division (army) while Ishimaru belonged to the 14th division. Mondo was a soldier, facing wars in different points of the world; while Ishimaru worked in Future Foundation’s headquarters, safe from any danger. This was not their first reunion but it was the one where they spent the most time apart. The location of the reunion was in a cafeteria inside FF.
At the end of the corridor, he rested his hands over the knees to normalize his respiratory rate. One mental reminder to himself was to put his exercise in order! Those sleepless nights and postponing his exercise regime were clearly affecting his stamina. Though, he would have to worry about that later. Still panting, he recomposed to an upright stance to meet the single entrance of the beautiful building where Mondo awaited him. The smell of freshly baked buns was causing his stomach to start rumbling. He touched the glass door but didn’t push it to open. Instead he looked through the stained glass and tried to spot him. Shaky breaths were quickly turned into condensation whenever these brushed over the surface of the glass, defocusing the once clear image and forcing Kiyotaka to clean the droplets with his right sleeve. It had been wise to look for him behind the entrance door. It avoided a clumsy search inside the cafeteria for anyone to watch and whisper. He sensed something was beating fast inside of him. He confirmed that his heart was racing when he placed a hand close to his chest. Why did he feel so nervous?
The cafeteria was still pretty empty at this time of the day but a few people were starting to fill the empty chairs and placing their trays on top of the metallic round tables to start enjoying their meals. Loud laughter and loud chatter slowly scattered across the space, too much to his annoyance. He looked at his right, straight to his usual table. It was almost hidden by a load-bearing wall, away from the restless crowd and at the same time, closer to the landscape he so enjoyed. That blooming tree filled his morning with color and energy and made him believe that he could endure another harsh, boring day. Darn, someone was already occupying that… spot. Wait… sun-kissed muscles, different uniform (if not mistaken, he recognized it to be from the 2nd division), bleached long hair… That was Mondo right?
“Mondo.” he whispered only letting himself to hear before opening the door. The smile vanished in a brief second after he noticed bruises, scars and some bandages covering his best friend. Mondo turned his head around almost unconsciously to the scraping sound that the front door’s metallic base did over the tile floor, a common sound that repeated every time someone moved it to open.
Not five seconds passed when a very trembling Ishimaru had his arms around him. Mondo felt a stream of warm tears running loose in his cheeks, damping the collar of his t-shirt. Taka was crying, of course. Gently, Mondo folded his arms around the other’s midsection, pulling him to his lap to allow his forehead to drown in Taka’s neck, surrendering to the embrace.
The comments mocking the odd pair suddenly reverberated through the room, filling the air of not-so-sneaky murmurs. Without separating himself from the warmth radiated from Taka’s right shoulder, Mondo rotated his head, locking eyes with the few smug fuckers. A narrow purple iris shined in contempt out of a squinted corner of his left eye. Some deviated his looks, frighten by the former delinquent’s cold stare, while the boldest ones maintained the glare beside a derisive smile, maliciously enjoying the scene.
Yet, Taka was only focused in who held him; giving minimal concern to his surroundings. “Without hearing from you, I thought you were gone for good!” Hell, he didn’t even seem to notice the bastards around them! He only knew how his arms trembled and how his eyes hurt, overdriven with emotions.
Taka shifted to close the embrace even tighter, to reduce any amount of space that still remained between the two. The strong dedication put in those words chocked whatever sickening feeling Mondo was struggling with. Kiyotaka cherishing him was the remedy he needed to immediately light his mood and now, it was his turn to return the favor. Mondo moved one hand to ruffle Taka’s soft hair, while the left rubbed his back, working in tandem. Whatever it was, the affection was soothing the other’s tears. Mondo gave him time to compensate the time they had been away from each other so this position lasted for a few minutes.
Suddenly, Taka raised his head to look directly into the other’s eyes, who replaced kind eyes for a big smile. Mondo had a wide variety of smiles but this one, this stupid wide, teeth-clenched one meant ‘everything is alright’ where as Taka just continued to feel as hurt and tired. He inspected the scars meticulously, especially the ones across his face before unwrapping his arms around Mondo’s neck. Mondo didn’t budge but his palms slid to rest in other’s hips. Taka detected a tiny cut just under the left eye. He glared at it for a bit before rubbing it gently with his thumb to depreciate the change of texture that usually escorted injuries.
Red eyes were glazed deep in thought to which Mondo frowned and sighed. “Who are you?”
Taka was taken aback with the question. “What? Do you not recognize me?”
The exaggerated dismay on Ishimaru’s expression lines was what caused the loud, boisterous laugh that followed. It started off as a snort but it quickly developed to guffaws. That laugh only belonged to Mondo and to Mondo only. Taka simply gawked at him in absolute oblivion until the other stopped to explain. “I-I am just playin’ ya.” He managed to say between chortles “Ya’ almost fooled me with that long hair of yours, but your face continues the same. Oh gosh! How long has it been? 5 months? Hmph- it looks good on ya!”
This had not been the first time apart but it had been the longest they have been away from each other.
“This is hardly the time for games!”
“Sorry! Pout as much as you want. That cute angry face does not work on me! It was fuckin’ hilarious to see your reaction!”
Mondo conceded. He did look older, more mature, likea proper business man. He smirked turning Taka alert to his movements. He proceeded to remove his gloves and threw them carelessly on top of the table. He cupped Ishimaru’s pale but warm face against his cold hands. He flinched with the abrupt change of temperature but melted into it nevertheless. He pushed Taka’s bangs back revealing the angry wrinkled forehead and some kinky strands of hair that fought free from the grip. He noticed the obvious dark rims under the eyes, knowing full well he was the cause of that predicament. Regardless, he chose to leave the subject untouched. In any case he still had the same face and the same soft raven hair.
(…)
Although not evident, Kirigiri did worry about Ishimaru’s well being. He had a gorgeous smile when he truly felt happy and he was the only who could perform such a confidence boost in Taka.
“Hello, Mondo. It is nice to see you’re back safe.”
He looked at his right to see the former ultimate detective staring at him with a formal smile. “Hello Kirigiri. How are you?”
“Good. What about you?”
“Meh- could’a be worse!” he answered, looking fondly at Taka.
The conversation quickly died and Inadvertently, Kirigiri’s eyes fell over Mondo’s lap, where Taka was still sitting.
For once, Taka was able to read the surprise in Kirigiri’s face and immediately jumped out to his upright position leaving Mondo stunned.
“I didn’t realize I was still in y-your lap. I am so sorry kyoudai!”
He could have been quieter in saying that… Kyoko attempted to cover a snicker behind her usual thinking expression which became apparent that it would be a hard task when holding an apple in each hand.
5. “???”
Chapter:2
Context:after the “reunion” moment. Taka went to grab breakfast for himself and Mondo, while the other waited for him in the lounge.
Taka rushed to the kitchen without running. Old habits die hard I guess. Mondo chuckled at that. A tall man with ridiculous hair was now approaching Mondo.
“Mondo! So nice to see you again, man!”
“Same, Hagakure. How are you doing?”
“Fine. (gasps) those are some ugly, nasty scars.” Hagakure pointed it out “Are you ok?”
“No, dude. Can’t you see I’m dead?”
“AHHHHHHH- a ghost!”
Mondo is now the one stunned by Hiro’s overreaction.
“Bro… Chill… I am just teasing you… Did you seriously think I was dead? How high are you?”
“Are you sure you didn’t come to haunt me??” Hiro continued, half-hunched, covering half of his face with his forearms, squinting towards an even more stupefied Mondo,
“You have serious problems. I was bein’ sarcastic, ya’ big idiot!”
“Oh- haha! I am glad to hear it!” Hagakure quickly to his usual chirp self and laughed it off “It would be bad news if I had been haunted by a ghost.”
“Whatever man…”
Thank you so much for reading!! And apologies for my terrible sense of humour!
They’re on a date Got inspired by Korean matching couple outfits!
And now that I’ve finally graduated, I’ll most likely be posting more consistently from here on out, look forward to it! ✨ thank you all for your patience
Doodle requests from Instagram!! I had a lot of fun doing these ☺️ They’re going to be a part of my commission sheet very soon! I would also take requests here on tumblr, but I have NO idea how this app works
1. Amasai (Aghh.. this FTE always gets me like..)
2. Naegami Body Swap (I might entertain this idea again! They’re so cute…)
Rating: G Chapters:1/1 Words:2626 Fandom:Danganronpa Ships:Naegami
It’s been way too long since they escaped the school, yet here he is, acting like he had just escaped last week. Why? What triggered this all of a sudden? He never behaved like this in the killing game, but ever since he left, he would occasionally find himself having panic attacks over the faintest of hints of the events. Much more frequent were they shortly after leaving, but they dwindled over the years and he can’t even remember when he last had one of these attacks, surely it had to have at least been a year.
