Heh Is This About Me??? 😼😼😼🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

heh is this about me??? 😼😼😼🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

when in doubt about whether or not to make a thing, do it for your 3 hardcore fans.

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lavvydrafts

2 months ago

AKIMOYA MENTIONNNMNNM TAYAYAYAYAYA

They Are All Loverboy X Hatergirl In Some Way, Shape, Or Form (art All By The Fangan’s Individual Creators.

They are all loverboy x hatergirl in some way, shape, or form (art all by the fangan’s individual creators. I would also argue this is Evamon but that might require an essay-length explanation)

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lavvydrafts

4 months ago

I’m still eepy but

MLA essay format Akimoya NOW

u asked so i shall deliver

warning this contains spoilers for danganronpa heartless deceit episodes 1-5

also i suck at writing essays and my grammer + spelling sucks (ask ANYONE IK) and idk how to quote series

Enjoying romance in the fiction world has lots of benefits, these include helping the become more empathetic, helping you learn from the characters and helping you take a break from life to escape. So, enjoying romance, of course in a healthy amount, is beneficial to the reader. Akimoya is a great example of romance because they have good chemistry, they care about each other, and have good angst potential.

The ship Akimoya has great chemistry because it is obvious they both get along great. In the beginning when they first meet Akira teases Tomoya a lot. This is a sign of a good relationship because it is common for people who like each other to tease the other person as a way of showing affection. One example of this can be found in Danganronpa (He)artless Deceit episode 1, “Really, I think the Ultimate Narcissist fits you better.” (Akira 11:38) In this quote we see Akira jokingly say Tomoya is egotistical as a way to make fun of him. Obviously she doesn’t mean this as an actual insult due to her sprite’s expression being playful. Also in the way the sentence is phased it comes off as a joke because if she actually met to insult him she would have said something more like, “Can you stop being so egotistical?” or downplay his achievements based off his personality. Another piece of evidence that shows they have great chemistry can be found in Danganronpa (He)artless Deceit episode 3, “I don’t mind being anywhere in the world as long as you’re around.” (Tomoya 6:59) “…You may as well confess to her already.” (Shion 7:06) “H-Hey! Don’t take it the wrong way! I-I, uh, I was j-just…” (Tomoya 7:09) In this series of quoted we see Tomoya saying something sweet to Akira and then getting flustered when his sister teased him about it. Based off what he said we can clearly see that he has a crush on her. Quite literally stating he would be okay being anywhere in the world as long as Akira was there. This contributes to their chemistry because if you would be okay being in a cold single celled prison with someone you obviously like them to a pretty good degree. So, we can see Akimoya has chemistry due to the way Akira teases him and the fact Tomoya basically fell head over heels for her already.

In the ship Akimoya, we can tell Akira and Tomoya care about one another alot by an experts opinion, how Akira comforts him, and how Tomoya reacts to Akira being in a situation she could have gotten hurt. My first piece of evidence comes from Danganronpa (He)artless Deceit episode 4, “It’s okay Tomoya. I’m sure Akira cares about you deep down.” (Kyouran 1:13) “How would you know?” (Akira 1:16) “I can tell. Let’s just say it’s a skill of mine.” (Kyouran 1:20) In this quote we see that Kyouran, someone whose talent is being a con artist so he would need to know how to read people easily, states that he can tell Akira cares for him even though she may tease him. This is important because we can consider Kyouran an expert on being able to read someone’s feelings which shows that he is most likely correct about Akira caring for Tomoya. Even if you don’t trust Kyouran, we can see from multiple situations that Akira does feel this was about Tomoya. In a quote from Danganronpa (He)artless Deceit episode 5 we can see one of these situations, “I hold Tomoya’s hand tightly, calming him down. His heavy breathing slowly stops, but the dull look in his eyes remains.” (Akira 23:17) In this quote, Tomoya, who has a strong fear of guns, we can assume has some sort of panic attack in which Akira calms him down from when the Ultimates try to escape by breaking the doors causing machine guns to be shot at them. We can see that this shows Akira cares about him because she could have easily focused on something else or pretend to not notice him struggling due to the noise. Despite the fact it would have been easy to ignore him she decided to comfort him and making the situation easier for him to deal with. We can also see Tomoya cares for Akira from a quote from the same episode, “Oh, thank God you’re okay. I’m so happy you’re awake.” (Tomoya 25:08) “I was so worried you got hurt.” (Tomoya 25:13) “You were… Well… Everyone was knocked out again. No one’s injured, thankfully, but…” (Tomoya 25:15) “Im just glad you’re okay too.” (Tomoya 25:22) In these series of quotes we can see that Tomoya was worried that Akira was injured to the point of him rushing to hold her hand to help her get up after the failed escape attempt. If Tomoya didn’t care about her, he would have most likely pretended to be preoccupied with something else and let her get up herself. Instead he rushed to her worried she could have potentially being injured which shows he cares about her. So, we can see that in the ship Akimoya both parties care about eachother from expert opinions and from quotes in the text.

My last reason on why Akimoya is a great example of romance is because they have great angst potential due to Tomoya disliking criminal and Akira’s second talent. In romance, the couple always goes through a problems and solves it to be even more loving. In episode 4 when Kyouran outs himself has a con artist, Tomoya expresses his distrust of him and is rather insulting not knowing Akira is quite literally a hitman and has done far worse than what Kyouran has done. In this quote we can see her opinion of that, “If this is how Tomoya reacts to seeing a con artist, I can’t imagine how he’d react to my line of work…” (Akira 3:21) We can see in this quote Akira is worried about Tomoya finding out about the fact she is a hitman and what that would mean for them. We can consider this foreshadowing potential angst due to her already thinking about this and them most likely going to be trapped there for a decent amount of time. More proof of Tomoya disliking criminals is shown in the same episode when Chiemi mentions she is okay with being trapped in the place as long as she had a bunch of friend in which Tomoya replies, “Are you sure about that? We’ve met some pretty strange people, and umm… ahem… an actual criminal…” (Tomoya 10:14) … “But aren’t you worried he might be a little dangerous?” (Tomoya 10:30) In these two quotes we can see Tomoya expressing his distrust and dislike of Kyouran and how it makes him want to escape more due to being trapped with a criminal. Obviously, if someone is not okay with being in the same area as a con artist then they most likely will have problems with being in a relationship with a hitman. This gives Akimoya great angst potential which will either make their relationship stronger or make them break up. So, Akimoya having good angst potential makes it a great ship because relationship angst have a tendency of making the relationship stronger if they overcome it.

In conclusion, Akimoya is a great example of romance due to them caring for each other, this is shown by an expert opinion, and both of their dialogues, them having good chemistry, shown by Akira teasing them and Tomoya flirting with her, and them having good angst potential due to Tomoya disliking criminals and Akira being a hitman.

A Day in the Life of the Prince

A Café where students would regularly visit for eating, chatting, or studying, two students, who are from Takamagahara High school, are spotted sitting at the corner with a long pane window showing the bright and vibrant hues painted across the afternoon sky.

"How does it taste?" Hirahara Shousuke, The treasurer of the Student Council has an air of elegance and composure. His long, smooth midnight-colored hair cascades gracefully over his shoulders, strands gleaming faintly under the room's lights, the inky black locks, and his dark skin had a warm undertone which contrast beautifully with his captivating sapphire eyes, framed by fluttering lashes.

The delicate curve of his cupid's bow softens his otherwise composed expression, adding a touch of allure, seemingly holding a secret depth, reflecting both intelligence and a hint of mystery as he sat in front of another boy who is also a part of the Student Council.

Sitting across from him is the vice president of the Student Council, a boy with tousled blonde hair that catches the light and sharp emerald eyes that seem to pierce through anything in their path. His expression is aloof, lips set in a faint frown that accentuates his naturally cold demeanor. Despite his rude and dismissive attitude, there's an undeniable attraction to his confidence and the way he carries himself, it is no wonder how he could break so many hearts.

He chews slowly before swallowing. "Cinnamon muffin and you squeezed in lime."

"Whaaaat? You knew?? Come on!" The second year treasurer whined as the boy in front of him scoffed,

"You think I did not expect you bullshitting me? Please. Besides," he picks up a mochi donut and shoves it to Shousuke's mouth to cease his whining, "I've been dragged by President Horimiya and forced to swallow every single pastry she purchased."

The vice president furrowed his brows, a look of genuine discomfort crossing his face. "It makes me shiver just thinking about it," he muttered, voice dripping with disdain.

Shousuke swallowed the mochi donut, brushing a stray crumb from the corner of his mouth with an air of casual elegance. "Well, it has its pros, doesn't it?" he hummed. "You get to be close to your crush and eat free food." He plucked up one of the pastries in front of him, biting into it with a satisfied sigh as he savored the sweetness.

A blonde brow twitched in visible irritation. "Stop saying I have a crush on her. I don't," the vice president snapped, tone sharp but faltering just enough to make Shousuke's smile widen.

Shousuke merely shrugged, lips curling into a playful smile that showed just a hint of teeth. "Who knows," he mused, tilting his head thoughtfully. "Maybe your feelings will slowly develop as you spend time with her. She's beautiful and talented, after all."

The vice president scoffed, but the faint dusting of pink on his cheeks betrayed him. "You're insufferable," he grumbled, glaring daggers at Shousuke, who only chuckled in response, clearly enjoying every second of it.

Shousuke picked up a teriyaki with a grin, leaning forward until the savory treat was just a breath away from his kouhai's lips. "And don't forget to invite me as your best groomsman, 'meo," he chimed, ending his sentence with a playful wink.

Arakawa Yumeo—the infamous Blackhearted Prince of the school —fixed him with a glare that could freeze over hell. Befriending this cold-hearted prince had been no easy feat; in fact, Hirahara Shousuke hadn't really done anything to become friends with him. But that was a tale for another day.

Yumeo's emerald eyes narrowed suspiciously, but after a moment's hesitation— and a dramatic sigh— he parted his lips and accepted the teriyaki, chewing with an air of begrudging defeat. "Why are you pushing me towards her in the first place?" he muttered between bites, voice low and irritated. "You don't even like her at all."

Shousuke hummed thoughtfully, tapping a slender finger to his chin as if in deep contemplation. His eyes sparkled with amusement, and after a beat, he snapped his fingers with an exaggerated flourish. "Ah, that's easy," he replied, clasping his hands together before pointing his index fingers at the blonde. "Because you two are hot."

Yumeo paused mid-chew, the faintest twitch in his brow betraying his irritation. His expression flattened into a deadpan stare, unimpressed and dangerously close to murderous. "Are you serious."

"Absolutely," Shousuke replied without missing a beat, resting his chin in his palm with a lazy grin. "Think of the power couple you'd make. The whole school would swoon."

Yumeo's glare darkened, the tips of his ears turning suspiciously red. "You're such an idiot," he muttered, reaching for a pastry if only to resist the urge to strangle his smug senpai.

"An idiot with taste," Shousuke countered, chuckling softly. "Don't worry, 'meo, I'll give a great speech at your wedding."

Yumeo let out a long-suffering sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I hate you," he grumbled, but the lack of heat in his voice made the raven haired boy smile, putting his arms up in mock surrender.

"Okay okay, it's because she's talented in– weeeeell..." He waves his hand into a circle, "every and all aspects. She's sweet, she's kind, she's quick-witted and all great things said about her by other students seem to be true whenever we interact with her. And if she ever has flaws, her positive traits are high enough to look overlook them, I mean, who would not be attracted to her?"

Horimiya Izanami— the sun of the school, a bright light that everyone seeks and is sought after. Her smile could melt the frostiest of hearts, and her laughter seemed to chase away even the darkest shadows. Teachers adored her, students admired her, and not a single flaw could be found in her polished demeanor. Wouldn't it be interesting to see the prince of heartbreaks get together with the personification of the sun?

Shousuke popped a cream puff into his mouth with nonchalance, chewing thoughtfully before speaking. "Unless," he mused, licking a bit of cream from the corner of his lips, "you're someone who isn't sexually or romantically interested in anyone and everyone. Hell, if I were straight, I'd probably fall for her." His tone was light, but his sapphire eyes glinted with curiosity as they fixed on Yumeo.

The aforementioned heartbreaker sipped his tea calmly, as if they weren't discussing his love life—or lack thereof—over a pile of pastries. After a moment, he set his cup down with a soft clink, emerald eyes narrowed and unimpressed. "You consider romance as something boring or frivolous," he remarked coolly, a challenge laced in his voice. "So why bother pushing it on me?"

Shousuke chuckled, resting his chin in his palm with a lazy grin. "Oh, that's easy," he hummed, flicking a strand of midnight hair over his shoulder. "Because seeing you flustered is hilarious. And, well," he added with a sly smile, "you're always so grumpy—maybe a little sunshine would do you good."

Yumeo's glare sharpened, but the faint dusting of pink on his cheeks betrayed him. "You're insufferable," he muttered, reaching for another pastry with a bit more force than necessary.

Shousuke smirked, popping another cream puff into his mouth with a hum of delight. "Ah, but you like it," he teased, words muffled slightly by the pastry.

Yumeo groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I swear, one of these days—"

"You'll fall for my charms?" Shousuke interrupted, curling a strand of his hair with his finger.

"In your dreams," Yumeo snapped, ears burning red as Shousuke's chuckle echoed warmly amongst the chatter of students in the Café.

Shousuke, despite being nominated as the secretary, kept a strict policy of doing exactly what his title required—nothing more, nothing less. You wanted him to count and distribute funds for the school? He'd do it, swiftly and efficiently. Needed someone to organize the budget? He'd already be one step ahead, neat spreadsheets and reports ready with almost mechanical precision. However, the moment anyone suggested that the Student Council members were required to give speeches, attend ceremonies, or show face at any public event that didn't directly involve his duties, Shousuke would whip out an excuse and dip out.

Rumors, trends, parties, and social events held no appeal to him. The mere thought of wasting energy on small talk, listening to the rich brats bragging about their achievements and parents wealth, or pretending to care about school gossip was exhausting. His avoidance was so consistent that most of the council had stopped talking to him involving mindless chatter altogether— except for Yumeo, of course.

One day, Yumeo found him on the rooftop, reclining against the chain-link fence with lazy elegance, a book propped open in one hand and a half-eaten melon bread in the other. Below, the sounds of applause and muffled speeches drifted up faintly from the ceremony Shousuke was very much supposed to be attending.

Yumeo crossed his arms, emerald eyes narrowing in mild irritation. "Skipping another one, huh." He remarked, a statement rather than a question, but there was no real bite in his tone—only the weary exasperation of someone who was too used to Shousuke's antics by now.

Without bothering to look up, Shousuke took another bite of his chicken bread, chewing leisurely before responding. "People bore me, and so does socializing," he said flatly, flicking a page of his book with a slender finger. "Don't want to exert energy over something unimportant."

Yumeo scoffed, leaning against the fence beside him with a half-hearted glare. "Unimportant?" he repeated, voice laced with disbelief. "It's literally part of your job."

"Actually," Shousuke drawled, letting out a yawn, "it's not. My job is to manage funds and paperwork, not smile at crowds or give speeches. That's your problem." He waved a dismissive hand, as if to shoo away the very idea of public appearances.

Yumeo's brow twitched, clearly resisting the urge to smack him across the head. "You're unbelievable," he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Mm, I try," Shousuke hummed, lips curling into a lazy smile. He closed his book with a soft snap, eyes glinting with mischief as he glanced up at Yumeo. "Besides, it's not like you need me down there. You're pretty enough to charm the whole school by yourself."

Yumeo's ears flared red, the glare he shot in response murderous. "I will throw you off this roof," he growled.

"How charming."

It was understandable, really— so Yumeo had no idea why Shousuke was so suddenly interested in his love life. The blonde leaned against the chair, arms crossed and emerald eyes narrowed with suspicion. "Why do you even care?" he muttered, irritation lacing his tone. "You usually don't give a damn about anything outside of numbers and spreadsheets."

Shousuke shrugged, reaching out to grab a custard. "Frankly, I'm not used to having friends," he admitted, voice light yet oddly matter-of-fact. "I have no idea how to act like one." His tone was casual, yet there was something unsettling in how easily he said it, as if it was just another statistic in a ledger.

He possessed a remarkable ability to feign interest and empathy, skillfully navigating social interactions by engaging with others through their emotions. However, the prospect of deepening these bonds— learning each other's habits, likes, and dislikes, and investing effort to maintain friendships — strikes him as unbearably tedious.

He understands the concept of friendship but remains disinterested in its practical application. To him, people are transient, their faces ever-changing, making it a wonder how he even manages to remember their names. Yumeo's glare faltered, the sharpness in his eyes dulling with something unreadable.

Shousuke took a bite of the pastry before continuing, "However," the lightness returning to his voice, "I think a friend would want their friend to be happy with someone they know will make them happy. Right?"

He looked up at Yumeo then, sapphire eyes glimmering with a rare hint of uncertainty, the facade dropping for only just a moment before it fades into nonchalance and boredom, as if it wasn't there in the first place.

Yumeo's let out a scoff, eyes flicking to the side. "Idiot," he muttered, the words coming out softer than intended. "You could at least try not to sound so pathetic when you say stuff like that."

Shousuke chuckled, a warm and unguarded sound that seemed to catch Yumeo off guard. "Is that a yes or a no?" he teased, tilting his head before eating the custard.

"It's a 'shut up,'"Yumeo snapped, though the bite in his voice lacked its usual venom. After a beat, he cleared his throat, the tips of his ears suspiciously pink. "But... yeah. That's what a friend would want."

Shousuke blinked, surprise flickering briefly in his eyes before a small, genuine smile curved his lips. "Good to know," he murmured, tone soft and almost grateful.

Yumeo rolled his eyes, cheeks still faintly red as he turned away with a huff. "Whatever," he grumbled, raising a hand to call for the bill and request to put the unfinished bread into containers, his brows knitting together as he shifts his gaze to Shousuke with a puzzled expression.

His eyes narrow slightly, confusion evident in the furrow of his brow. "Wait," he begins, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and curiosity, "does that mean you won't allow me to be with anyone you don't recognize?"

Shousuke suppresses a yawn, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes half-lidded with boredom. "Yeah," he replies with a lazy drawl, as if the matter barely warrants his attention. Unbothered by the vice president's incredulous stare, he rises smoothly from his seat, sliding his hands into his pockets. Without a backward glance, he strides toward the exit, his footsteps unhurried but decisive. His kouhai trails after him obediently, the soft echo of their steps filling the sudden quiet of the room.

Yumeo glanced at Shousuke, curiosity piqued. "Where to?" he inquired, knowing that the secretary does not want to return home just yet.

Shousuke's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Arcade down the street," he declared. "They've installed a laser tag room, and I want to see kids cry." A snicker escaped his lips, the thought of childrens' anticipated tears amusing him.

Yumeo rolled his eyes, exhaling a resigned sigh. "You're so childish," he retorted, yet found himself trailing behind his senpai once more.

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lavvydrafts

4 months ago

GET OFF THE SCREEN SO CRAZY HELELDNSNSNSJSJSNSNSN 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏

make a drhd tierlist MAIN AND SIDE CAST (u can find them on google and i can share u the link on disc if u need it) 😼😼😼😼😼

+ ship tierlist :3

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lavvydrafts

4 months ago

YALL SHE POSTED 🤭🤭🤭💖💖🤭🤭🤭

Eva Tsunaka Week, Day 3: New Style

Eva as a familiar girl…

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lavvydrafts

1 month ago

akimoyaaaa oh— uh tomoya its ok 😭🙏

Tomoya’s internet search history:

Akira Hayasaka

How to cook pasta

Cute bunny

How to like myself

Is it legal to get married at 18 in Japan?

Articles on coping mechanisms with depression

Ways to mask

How to ask out a girl

How to get others to like me

Where to find best study places

Best gifts for Father’s Day

Why doesn’t my dad pay attention to me

(I wanted to doodle this but…busy…maybe later)

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lavvydrafts

1 month ago

ok tomoya we get it 😭😭😭😭

I find it rlly funny there’s like four Chou fans (Tomoya, Chiemi, Katsuhiko, Satoru) cramped one limited space with their idol. Like it would be peak ch.1 scene if Chou performs and all four fans have varying reactions. We haven’t seen 3/4 of the fans interact with Chou yet but I’m calling bets on Chiemi or Katsuhiko being the first ones to cry tears of joy at a concert.

(If Katsuhiko likes idols he definitely knows about the ULTIMATE idol, Satoru has been said to have his username consist of being a fan of Akira and Chou, and Chiemi is gf)

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