Nagito And Kokichi Frenemies

Imma do this because I’m fucking bored.

What’s your url?

Now take away any and all numbers (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,0), take away the letters F, Z, M, Q, L, H, B, T, P, E, A, Y, S, B, D, and X, take away all dashes (-),

What’s your new fucked up version of your url?

crustycreature

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Honestly, Mystic Messenger deserves kudos for how unique it was. I really can't think of another dating sim with the overall vibe of MM, nothing compares. Like, the dynamics between love interests first of all isn't jam packed with cheap drama. When you read the conversations between them, you can actually believe that these people are friends and get along with each other. You can sense that they've known each other for a very long time, you sense the trust and the deep bonds more and more as you progress through the story.

Not only that, but the love interests are unique as well. Any dating sim fan can tell you all about the various tropes that our love interests embody, but I feel like MM is the only sim that actually has a unique take on them. Like yes, Jumin is the overbearing rich CEO who's into BDSM and wants to own you like he owns everything else, but going through his story you truly see a side to him that feels so gratifying to learn about in the format of MM. His conflict with his dad is unique to the core- his dad isn't abusive, not to Jumin. On the contrary, Jumin holds nothing but warm praise for his father consistently and you can tell that aside from the womanizing, they have quite a good relationship! But you see Jumin's emotions change real time, how he slowly breaks down until he can't stand it anymore. How he just needs someone to comfort and understand him in his lonely world, someone who isn't a cat or his friends that don't know how to act when Jumin's collected demeanor falls apart.

Or Zen, the classic narcissist flirt, who isn't at all. You really get to see where his narcissism comes from, how he copes with being an actor, how he learns to let down his walls and let people in all the while his sweet personality coming through.

Just. Ugh. Mystic Messenger.

I finished a request, but before I post it, should I keep doing a word count on my posts? Or should I just say what type of post it is instead (like headanons/stories)?

writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.

!!! Feel free to suggest any with any characters!

(Mystic Messenger preferably)

soft prompts for couples who aren’t together yet

hugs that last a little longer than they should

immediately looking at the other after telling/doing something funny in hope to see their smile

making playlists and mood boards for the other

trying to learn about the others interests

continuously denying others who think they are together

“no we are not together!! … at least not yet…”

finding similar fictional characters who shares the other one’s MBTI and enneagram type

trying to know little things about them by observing

always giving the utmost attention to the other if they are in a crowd

associating random things with them

getting matching key rings

hanging out together often

Danganronpa

Angst: 🖤

Fluff: ☁

Potentially triggering: ⚠️

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Trigger Happy Havoc

Byakuya Togami~

Breakup headcanons 🖤?

Kiyotaka Ishimaru~

With an overprotective s/o 

Kyoko Kirigiri~

Comforting a (g.n) s/o after a bad day 🖤 ☁

Makoto Naegi~

Breakup headcanons 🖤?

With an autistic s/o  ☁

Yasuhiro Hagakure~

With a (g.n) s/o who doesn’t take care of themself  ☁

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Goodbye Despair

Akane Owari~

With an overprotective s/o

Hajime Hinata~

With an autistic s/o  ☁

Comforting a (g.n) s/o after a bad day 🖤☁

Ibuki Mioda~ 

Cuddles with Ibuki ☁

Kazuichi Soda~

With an overprotective s/o

Mikan Tsumiki~

With a gender neutral s/o who doesn’t take care of themself  ☁

Comforting a depressed s/o  ⚠️☁ ?

Nagito Komaeda~

Breakup headcanons 🖤?

Comforting a depressed s/o  ⚠️☁?

Cuddling hcs  ☁

Short roleplay inspired fic ⚠️

Frenemies 

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Killing Harmony

Angie Yonaga~

With a gender neutral s/o who doesn’t take care of themself  ☁

Kaede Akamatsu~

S/o coming out as lesbian  ☁

Kokichi Oma~

"Don't Leave Me" 🖤⚠️

“Mastermind” (ft. Chihiro, Nagito, and Makoto)🖤

“Running out of time”

Breakup headcanons 🖤?

Short roleplay inspired fic ⚠️

Frenemies 

Shuichi Saihara~

Clingy Shuichi Headcanons  ☁

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇'𝓈 𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒: I haven't written in so long, and I haven't written for Dabi/Touya before, so he might be completely OOC. Sorry!! This also took me 2 and a half hours, starting at 2 in the morning, so apologies for any typos!

𝐼𝓃𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: That's So True by Gracie Abrams. And thanks to @rueclfer for letting me bounce the idea off them!

𝒫𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: Touya Todoroki, ex reader.

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You really aren’t a nosy person. Well, maybe that’s not entirely true, but you usually aren’t so nosy as to keep watch over the guests in each apartment, making excuses for a reason to leave your own apartment every thirty seconds, just to see when, or if, they leave.

You can’t help yourself when it comes to their apartment, though. The one you’ve spent countless hours in, even considering it a home away from home, despite the fact that your actual home was only about five feet away.

But it hasn’t been your second home for a while now. You know the tenants haven’t changed. The decor is the same. But you can’t bring yourself to stay longer than ten minutes. Not when he’s home.

Touya Todoroki, your ex-boyfriend. You dated for three years and know nearly everything about each other, but even though you both swore you’d make it through thick and thin together, it didn’t work out the way you’d hoped. Life never seemed to.

You knew you’d never be able to replace him, but you also knew you were tying each other down. It was for the better this way… It’d sting, but you could manage alone for a while.

Apparently, you were the only one who felt that way, though.

You hadn’t meant to be nosy; you just happened to be taking out your garbage at the same time the woman entered Touya’s apartment. Sure, he shared the place with Keigo, but you hadn’t seen the winged man all day, and no sensible person would invite someone over when they weren’t even home. Which must mean one thing.

Touya’s moved on. Found a new girl to replace you, just like that. You can’t deny she’s pretty, but the fact that he could move on after being with you for three years stung a little. More than a little. It hurt like hell.

But it wasn’t your place to care anymore. It wasn’t like he was cheating. He’s a ‘free bird’ as Keigo liked to joke. You didn’t find it funny.

You didn’t recognize the girl. She wasn’t anyone you’d seen with the League, and she certainly wasn’t Touya’s sister. You’d met Fuyumi before, and as far as you knew, she was the only Todoroki daughter. Besides, they don’t even look alike.

You couldn’t take it anymore. You had no more excuses to roam the halls, and anyway, it wasn’t like you couldn’t talk to your neighbors about guests, right?

As you marched across the hall, you almost felt bad for the earful Touya was in for. Almost. He deserved it for this little stunt.

Just as you raise your fist to bang on the door and demand he come out and talk to you like a man, the door swings open. The fiery drive from mere seconds before is extinguished with the sound of the creaking hinges, leaving you feeling off-kilter. Unfortunately for you, there’s no task to suddenly rush off to complete or explain your sudden presence right outside his door.

He leans against the doorframe lazily, as he always does when people leave the apartment, as if he wants to make sure they know their stay is over, and not to try and reenter.

As the girl makes her way down the hall, you decide now’s actually the best time to return to your own apartment, no lecture necessary. She’s gone now, there’s no problem if he wants to have friends…

“Y’need something?” He asks, staying put against the doorframe, despite the visitor being long gone by this point.

You can’t just ignore him. He’s only being polite, after all. And besides, it’s not like you’re angry at him.

Actually. Yeah, you are still a little angry with him.

You spin around to face him again, taking in his lazy posture, the raised eyebrow, his arms crossed over his chest. The way he still somehow towers over you, even when he’s slouching—

Focus.

“Uh,” You say, plastering a friendly smile on your lips. What are you even doing?

“Uh?” He echoes teasingly, clearly finding amusement in your position, caught red-handed standing outside his door like that.

“You had a guest.”

You can’t think of anything better to say, and you mentally kick yourself for pointing out the obvious. Why are you so awkward anyway? It’s just Touya.

He snorts at that, nodding slowly.

“Clearly.” His tone is sarcastic, but not exactly rude. Still, he’s not taking you seriously.

“And? Is she any good?” You suddenly feel less squirmy. He needs to understand. Needs to take this seriously.

His eyebrows fly up, and for a moment, he’s got nothing to say.

“I mean, how long have you known her? You’re obviously comfortable enough to invite her over. And she’s okay with the fact that you sometimes cry after sex? Or did that suddenly change since we broke up?”

You don’t even know what you’re saying anymore, just that you need to get it all out. Your mouth is working faster than your brain, and you don’t even consider the fact that you actually have no idea what kind of relationship they may or may not have.

“I mean, she’s pretty, yeah, but that can’t be all there is, right? Is she, like, super emotionally deep? Or maybe she doesn’t take anything seriously; maybe that’s how she’s better-”

By this point, Touya’s overcome his shock, simply looking at you with an amused smirk, head tilted slightly as if looking down at a puppy making noises for something it can’t communicate, try as it might.

“You done?” He asks simply, giving you a moment to collect yourself and calm the thoughts whirling around your brain at one million miles per second.

Considering his question, you realize that you’ve already talked at him long enough and haven’t even given him a chance to answer a single one of your accusations. Your shoulders slump slightly as you give a nod.

“As flattering as it is that you think I could find someone that quick, she wasn’t here for me. She was here for the bird.” He offers his reassurance with a chuckle and a smirk you know isn’t meant to charm, but it somehow does anyway.

“I thought Keigo wasn’t home,” You defend, losing all of your previous steam.

“He wasn’t, earlier. He’s conked out on the couch right now, but I assure you he’s very much here.” Touya straightens up, taking a step to the side, no longer blocking your view into the apartment. Just as Touya had said, Keigo is sprawled out across their couch in the living room.

You suddenly feel so stupid. All of these baseless accusations thrown around, and the only thing it proved was that you clearly still weren’t over him. And now you’d made it clear as day to him, too. Getting jealous over an assumption. What an idiot.

“You know I don’t invite people into my home, Sweets,” Touya interrupts your internal berating, and you’re so hung up on the familiar, almost bittersweet nickname dripping off his tongue like the sweetest honey that you almost miss the next words out of his mouth.

“No one but you.”

[ID: a userbox that reads “this users comfort character is L” with an image of L from death note]

sometimes I wanna reply “bitch me too” to my mutuals posts but I’ve never talked 2 them so they might not see it as friendly joking so i just dont

Okay so this has been on my mind for a few days and when I saw your requests were open I just KNEW I had to ask!

(Also I adore your fics and hope you're doing well. Remember to take care of yourself :D)

Onto the request!

Can I get a fic/drabble about what L would do if Light started slightly harrassing/bullying L's partner? Like even if Light was being mean about stupid stuff like where they put papers or how they always sit really close to L, for example (Light might be a lil jealous if you wanna add that?)

Anyways thank you for your time and I totally understand if this makes you uncomfortable in any way (^v^)

🕯~ hello, my dear, im so sorry for the wait :((( thanks so much for being patient, i love u @multi-write

🕰~ watched death note today so im newly inspired 😁 im gonna set this in the yotsuba arc, when they are finding out Kira’s killings are related to yotsuba:) also, nothing here is directly quotes from the manga, i just made up the dialogue

⋇⊶⊰📺⊱⊷⋇ gender neutral reader

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“So, Light- you’re entirely sure that the Kira that has appeared recently is someone affiliated with the Yotsuba Group?”

It was just you, L, and Light in the dimly lit room, illuminated only by the screens of a dozen monitors in front of your group. You and Light stood at one computer, observing the long list of the usual criminals Kira had been killing along with a good mix of business executives- an out of character move for the Kira the task force was familiar with.

Light sighed, a dubious expression on his face. “I can’t be one hundred percent certain- but that’s what it looks like. The names that don’t belong to criminals on this list belong to officials of almost every surrounding business in the area- but there are no names belonging to any of the higher-ups from Yotsuba.”

“That’s true,” you added, moving over to L and leaning over his body to point at the monitor right next to him. “And if you look at this live line graph containing the revenue that each of these businesses is gaining, it’s obvious the Yotsuba’s group is way up while the other corporations are clearly suffering.”

“Yeah, Y/N, we can see that.” Light joined you and L in front of the monitor, handcuffs clanking; you on one side of the detective’s swivel chair and him on the other and L in between you both. “There’s no need for you to bend over Ryuzaki like that.”

You looked over at Light, brow furrowed, and L glanced in his direction as well before both of you decided to brush it off. L ‘s arm wrapped around your hips as he opened his mouth to talk, drawing a noticeable scoff from Light, which again he chose to ignore. “The both of you are quite sharp- and judging by the rest of this data, Light’s conclusion is a safe one. We seem to have pinpointed Kira again- and this time, we cannot afford to lose him.” He let out a deep breath, eyes narrowing in thought. “So I suppose our next course of action would be to gain material evidence of this- perhaps an infiltration may be necessary. But that is something that would require the help of everyone here.” L turned to look up at you. “Y/N, would you mind calling the rest of the task force upstairs? No sense in both Light and I going down there cuffed together like this.”

“Alright. I’ll be right back.” You let a hand brush L’s shoulder passing him, but when you walked by Light, his shoulder suddenly blocked your path and made you bump into him, causing you to stumble backward.

You shot Light an beseeching look, clutching your upper arm while Light kept his eyes averted to one side, his expression stony. Finally, L turned around, a questioning expression on his face as he looked from you to Light and then back to you.

“Light- is there an issue?”

Light seemed surprised as he turned his gaze down to meet L’s eyes. “Not at all. Why do you ask?”

“Then I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t purposely knock into Y/N.” The curious expression L had before was gone, replaced by a more serious one. “And don’t think I failed to notice your attitude towards them earlier. I’m not sure if there’s something going on that I’m unaware of, but let’s keep it out of the Kira investigation, shall we?” His tone was deadpan and monotone, his gray eyes burning into Light’s, finally forcing the other man to look away. “Sure,” Light replied gruffly, his eyes flicking in your direction. You avoided meeting his gaze as you simply stepped away from Light and made your way downstairs.

𝒾 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓊, 𝒾 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓊 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎𝑒𝒹 <𝟥