IshiMondo Collection
A collection of the various IshiMondo oneshots I've written. Assume everything is non-despair AU, but you can imagine it's pre-despair if you like pain.
A collection of the various IshiMondo oneshots I've written. Assume everything is non-despair AU, but you can imagine it's pre-despair if you like pain.
Kiyotaka Ishimaru should be happy working for a high-paying tech company and living in a spacious apartment, but he's not. His life is missing something vital. He finds it in the most unexpected of places- in the passenger's seat of a beat-up tow truck, sitting beside a dangerous-looking and also REALLY HOT trucker. [...
❝girls like girls, like boys do, nothing new!❞ 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒; you've gotta be a special kind of unlucky to fall in love with a (supposedly) straight girl with a boyfriend. (but key word: supposedly. maybe akamatsu kaede isn't so unlucky after all.) A DANGANRONPA V3 FANFIC. AKAMATSU K./HARUKAWA M...
what ARE feelings? do you just catch them, like a cold? is the whole boy-girl thing an unspoken rule on who to have feelings for? and what happens if you have feelings for a boy? when you're a boy yourself...? anyways, hi. sorry for the rhetorical introduction. i'm hisakawa hirono...or hiro. and...i'm a guy. who happ...
❝eh? ain't this a sex hotline? you kinda suck at it.❞ ❝ma'am, you're mistaken, this is a therapy hotline.❞ OR, IN WHICH miu iruma mistakes a therapy hotline for a sex hotline, only to gain a stupid crush on the pretty-voiced operator.
"kae-chan, i need dick. help me out over here." "um, hello? who's this?" "uhhh, wrong number, how y'all doing?" → (non despair!au) (dialogue fanfic) (this is an old fic so it's not the best haha)
She sat alone. The rain trickled down from her green, bow-tied hair down to her pink cheeks. She was happy for once. Happy about herself. ( wonderful art commissioned by @/butt--stallion from @/Brian132564 on Tumblr )
danganronpa facts! [drv3 facts aren't included - but are in the continuation of this book]
danganronpa facts!! not spoiler-free! (sorry if some facts repeat)
Jotaro looks up. The sea is flat, the tide low and the waves are weakly splashing onto the shore. He turns around, treading water, staring at the man by the shore. Kakyoin watches as Jotaro bobs with the waves, his gaze soft, but behind his eyes was something akin to fear, dark and gloomy. Jotaro just wanted to take...