komaru's megaphone

BABE?

*before a battle*

Komaru: Toko?

Toko: What?

Komaru: Where’s my Megaphone Gun?

Toko: What?

Komaru: Where - is - my - Megaphone - Gun?

Toko: I, uh, I put it away.

Komaru: Where?

Toko: Why do you need to know?

Komaru: I need it!

Toko: Uh-uh! Don’t you think about running off doing no daring-do. We’ve been planning this dinner for two months!

Komaru: The public’s in danger!

Toko: My evening’s in danger!

Komaru: You tell me where my gun is, woman! We are talking about the greater good!

Toko: Greater good!?

Toko: I am your Wife!

Toko: I am the greatest GOOD you are ever gonna get!

(i got the idea from THIS awesome post! By: @the-rocky-of-naniwa….thank you so much for the idea… i change a little bit to fit in my A.U, sorry :P ~mod sao)

anonymous asked:

Dear fanfic mom, could you kindly write some tokomaru please? Anything gay will do I trust you. That is all. Thank you in advance for quenching our thirst and blessing us with gays.

A/N super late but here’s a gift fic in celebration of @holy-shit-dangan-ronpa and @korotrash gaying it up! bless these two gays!

Toukomaru: date | unexpected fantasies | talk less | friendship underwear

Ultra Despair Girlfriends - toukomaru

Perhaps the biggest plot twist that Touko has ever encountered was her getting Komaru as her girlfriend.

Of course that includes the precursor plot twist of finding out that she was gay for her in the first place and what a character development arc that turned out to be. The hardest part was the denial and oh, how she vehemently denied herself of this. It wasn’t that straightforward to accept her feelings given her track record of pining over hot guys but Komaru proved herself to be… somewhat worthy amongst their ranks.

Oh, who was she kidding? Ever since Touko had begrudgingly accepted her crush on her, Komaru had easily won over the non-existent competition. In fact, if Touko didn’t know any better, she could have sworn that Komaru was purposely seducing her. It was hard not to when Komaru just had to be the best thing that ever happened to Touko’s life. Komaru was nice and sweet. She was mostly smiling at her when she’s not adorably pouting. Komaru was soft and warm. She would sneak hugs every now and then and she’d start holding hands with her whenever she could. Komaru was reliable and constant. She was always by her side, literally! But also not just literally, she was always there for her.

Despite everything they’ve been through, she’s still here with her. They’re still together.

Although there were still moments where Touko wished otherwise especially when regarding a certain matter.

“Oh, c'mon, Touko!” Komaru pleaded. “You know you need to take a bath!”

“And y-you need better literature preferences but you don’t see me forcing you to read.” Touko easily shot back, with no means of escape, she didn’t plan on backing down either.

“Hey! I’ll have you know that my tastes are fine by average standards thank you very much!” Komaru huffed at her while she placed her hands on her hips in a commanding pose. “And don’t try to dodge the topic, you’re still going to take this bath.”

“Tch. Why are you so o-obsessed with me and baths anyways?” Touko smirked at her and scoffed, “Oh, is that it? Little miss innocent normal girl is secretly harboring a b-bath kink.”

“What?!” Komaru yelled in absolute shock and horror.

Just according to Touko’s plan. With Komaru’s guard momentarily down, she made a mad dash for it. She’s not exactly the most athletic but she can run for her life when it mattered and this time she thought she was going to break her speed record. She squeazed past Komaru who gasped but Touko paid her no attention as she focused on getting to the door that was her means of escape. And miraculously, she did reach it without any obstacle.

Except it was locked. And that one second delay was enough for Komaru to catch up with her because damn, she had nice legs that could run. Two arms on each side of Touko had her caged between the door and a not so pleased Komaru.

“This doesn’t have to be difficult.” Komaru calmly started. “If you would just cooperate then I’m sure we’d be happier with that outcome.”

“You sound like a cop from a t-trashy pocketbook.” Touko almost hissed at her. She tried to break free but again she was reminded that she wasn’t the most physically fit person there was.

“I guess I’ll take that as a no then.” Komaru sighed and when she returned her gaze there was something unidentiable hidden behind it. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance.”

“Please! What’s the worst thing that you could do?” Touko boldly challenged her. She never expected her challenge to be answered too soon. “Eep!” She helped as she found herself hoisted over her girlfriend’s shoulder. She didn’t know that it was physically possible.

“Uuup you go!” Komaru heaved as she carried her with effort but also with just enough strength as she hummed happily, making her way to the bathroom.

Touko on the other hand was still trying to comprehend what was happening. “H-How are you even this s-strong?! Aren’t you supposed to be s-scrawny!” She stuttered as she struggled to break free and again she was surprised by how capable her girlfriend was.

“I work out.” Komaru simply answered and shrugged to readjust her hold on Touko.

“N-No, you don’t!” Touko refuted as she squirmed even though she knew it was futile. “I’m with you practically all the time and you never lifted weights!”

“Does swinging a megaphone count?” Komaru joked.

“As if!” Touko squawked.

“Alright, you got me.” Komaru chuckled, her shoulders shook slightly along with her laughter. “The truth is that I secretly lift whenever you’re not looking just so I get to carry you like this.”

“Now you’re just sweet talking me.” Touko firmly refuted her.

“Well is it working?” Komaru smiled cheekily at her.

“…!” That stunned Touko for a moment but she quickly regained her composure in the next as she scoffed, “H-Hardly! Besides, I’d hardly call this position r-romantic.”

“Hey, cut me some slack. I’m getting there.” Komaru shifted her hold on her girlfriend as she opened the door to the bathroom. “Give me another month then I’ll be able to bridal carry you.”

“W-What ever gave you the idea that I wanted that?” Touko could practically feel her cheeks flaring at that fantasy.

“Huh? Isn’t it customary to do that in a wedding? I mean, it’s called bridal carry for a reason right?” Komaru innocently asked.

“W-Wedding??” Touko stammered in absolute shock. What was she talking about? Where did that come from? And why did she bring it up right now?  Distracted, that was all it took for her to seal her fate.

“And in you go!” Komaru shouted and without warning, she tossed Touko into the bathtub filled with water. Touko was beside herself.

Surprised, betrayed, and wet.

“Komaru…” She eyed her with an unflinching and seething rage. Her voice was low and even. “I hate you.” She didn’t stutter, not one bit.

“I love you too.” Komaru playfully winked. “Now let’s get yourself cleaned.”

“As if I have a choice anymore…” Touko bitterly grumbled.

“Oh, don’t say that.” Komaru tried to appease her girlfriend’s anger. “I promise to reward you after this.”

“Oh, yeah?” Touko crossed her arms and demanded, “W-What kind of reward?”

“Hmm, I dunno. Any kind I guess.” Komaru lightly offered.

“Any?” Touko repeated and there was an underlying scheming tone in her voice that her girlfriend picked up.

“Within reason, of course!” Komaru quickly added.

“Hehehe…” Touko chuckled to herself and murmured something suspiciously inaudible. She then flashed a lopsided smile. “It’s a deal then.”

“Why do I feel like I just agreed to something that I’ll regret later on?” Komaru wondered out loud.

“Oh, that’s because I am going to make you regret this.” Touko confirmed with a playful smirk. “I’ll have you know that I have my own h-hidden strengths too!”

Touko having Komaru may have been a plot twist at first but they were now steadily working their romance route.

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Being stuck in a city about to be killed, nah that sucks. But a school? Sign me the fuck up, that’s some good shit right there! So good we should wright a book about it! What d’you think fukawa?