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Special doddles for chrismas and new year celebration!! 1!1 whoo!! >:33
#danganronpa#beta danganronpa#betaronpa#beta ronpa#komahina#beta komahina#hajime hinata#hinata hajime#beta hinata hajime#beta hajime hinata#beta hajime#beta hinata#New Years Celebration#chrismas eve
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idk it was going to be a cover image for my fanfic about them, but i decided meh- i will still use it if you guys think it works- also heres the fic if you want to read it- q-q
"..love made me crazy.."
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It’s heavy
Erm its a small thing about wanting to carry Ume’s burdens ig that ive been thinking about (even though i ended up going a whole other direction than i originally daydreamed. When i first thought about it, it was gonna be like stand in the rain dramatic but.)
its sfw and theres no cws i think except it’s kinda spoilery from recent chapters (not in depth tho) Also I read through it once but you know how it goes with proofreading owo)/
"I didn't know it would feel that heavy," Sakura says, mid bite into his lunch.
"Whatd'ya mean?" You swallow your own food before getting a drink. He's talking about Umemiya.
"The resolve to fight. For the town, the people you...love," he grits out the last word, still unused to verbally speaking about affection, but he's been getting better. "The weight of everything on your shoulders makes it hard to move sometimes" Your eyes widen at that. At the change in demeanor since he first came to town. He's really improved since you first met and honestly the change is for the better.
"Is it...a bad feeling?" You wonder, food forgotten now that the conversation has turned serious.
"Not bad, just annoying. And comforting? I don't know how to explain it." He's flushed now, embarrassed by the inability to find the proper words to convey just how it is. It's one of those things you have to feel for yourself to really grasp.
"Exhausting too I bet," you say more to yourself, thoughts suddenly going fully to the white haired man. Two bi-colored eyes look your way as you twirl your fork in your hands thoughtfully. He turns even redder when he sees your dazed look, knowing you're ruminating about Umemiya. You take out your phone, shooting out a text to see where he's at. When he texts back that he's on his way to the cafe from school, you decide you'll meet him halfway, telling Sakura you'll be back in a bit and that he can have your leftovers.
You're jogging really, not caring about pacing yourself when an urge has overtaken you. The anxiety spreads in your chest to your arms and hands, prickling at your fingertips. Nothing's wrong, but at the moment you feel like if you don't see his face soon, you'll never see it again. Logically, you talk yourself down knowing those thoughts are just your brain screwing with you, but the feeling won't go away until you get to him.
The sun warms Hajime’s face as he heads to Kotoha’s, wind blowing the chimes as they clink daintily. He's got an easy walk going, not surrounded by people for once.
The look on his face when he spots you is one of delight, slowly switching to concern from the way you're running towards him, cheeks flushed.
"Hey pumpkin, what's with the running? Somethin' up?" He asks before you plow straight into his chest, arms squeezing around his waist. You shake your head, tightening him in your hold knowing it's not gonna hurt him in the slightest.
"Can I carry it sometimes?" you mumble from his chest after a minute of breathing in his scent, sweat and deodorant mixing into a smell that was so him it calmed the frayed nervous that had been unraveling. When he asks what you'd be carrying, you lift your face to lock eyes with him.
"You? Everything you're carrying? Not all the time, but I don't want you to be the only one shouldering so much weight. I'm not that strong, but," you're suddenly self conscious about it, looking down at your feet for a second before forcing yourself back to look at his face. "but I can do it for you. Whenever you need me to." You finish, waiting on his response. He breathes deep and ponders it for a second, the look on his face a mix of hesitance and adoration at your declaration. For once he’a speechless, but he’s not surprised it’s you who’s rendered him as such.
“…I love you,” he says simply, eyes wide. Like he just rediscovered the fact despite his almost constant mission to let you know that with his words and actions on a daily basis.
“That’s not what-,”
“I know. I know, but I just wanted to say it I think. Or I couldn’t help it.” He kneels down to your level, holding both of your hands in his own, a look of resolve in his cloud grey eyes. “I can try…letting you carry some of it. It’s heavy.”
“That’s fine,” and you release his hands before grabbing his face. “I’ve got you.”
Atlas was punished to hold the weight of the world, but Hajime isn’t Atlas and he has you.
You both drop the subject for a bit, a ghost of the conversation still stays lingering in both of your heads. It's easy to say he'll rely on you like that, but the truth is putting it into practice is remarkably difficult.
He's still wondering how to work this new part of your dynamic when you decide to take the bull by the horns. He wakes up and shoots a text to Hiragi, telling him he'll meet him at the bakery to help paint the new sign, but he receives a text back saying it's been taken care of. Well that clears things up a bit, he thinks. So he goes to Kotoha's knowing she's been needing someone to do a supply run...only to find the first years already carrying the groceries over, and when he tries to help put them away? He's blocked from them, Nirei stuttering that they can handle it on their own.
His sister chimes in, though, that she thinks you really needed help with something over near the park. He thanks her, figuring his two main task for the day were complete, albeit almost immediately without him lifting a finger. By the time he makes his way to you, it seems you've been sitting for a while, passing the time on your phone wearing one of his old hoodies.
"You needed help lovebug?" He's asking, a hand running rough his hair, breath taken at the sight of you. You don't look any way different from any other day, but the feeling he gets in his chest when he sees you has yet to fade and he doesn't think it ever will.
"Yeah. It's a tough job. Think you can help?"
"Anything for you." You can tell by his voice and the look on his face that he means it.
"I want my boyfriend to relax for the day. Do you know how I can make that happen?" Faux innocence filling your expression. A few things click in his head at once. Throughout the week, his schedule seemed to be getting freer and freer no matter how many people he'd heard needed help with something. Every time he checked in with the person, someone had already taken care of it vehemently denying a need for any more assistance. Even today, the two things he planned to do were quickly swept up and deposited for someone else to do.
The look on your face, and your question have the last puzzle piece fitting into place. He'd smack himself for taking this long to notice if he wasn't flushing a bit right now. You were around less during the week or at the very least on your phone a bit more than usual, but he chalked it up to it being a busy week for you. He never would've thought you were working behind the scenes to lighten his load.
He'd gotten more done for himself this week than he had in a while and he had you to thank for that, even though it took him a while to figure it out. He thought briefly about thanking you, but realized this is what you wanted to do, no thanks necessary. So he shrugs before answering your question.
"I could've sworn he said something about really wanting to kiss you right now. He's around here somewhere I think," he's walking closer, hand on his chin, looking around as if to search for himself.
"Great, when you find him, let him know I've got a pillow and blanket fort set up at home with a stack of movies near the TV." You dodge him, twisting out of the way to head in the direction of your place. He huffs a laugh before running up to your side, arm wrapping around your waist, and drawing you in a close hug. He presses a big kiss to the crown of your head, and releases you just enough to keep walking. He feels lighter than he has in a while, and if you'd been asked, you would've told him the same thing.
#urgh i feel like i write the same thing all the time and its so repetitive#mari writes#umemiya hajime x reader#wind breaker#after this its strictly my one WIP i refuse to write a thing till its done because at least its something DIFFERENT#throws this in the ocean with the rest of my stuff im not satisfied with#my number one goal in life is to take care of umemiya hajime like he takes care of everyone else#and ive compared him to atlas before so?#em was my beta reader of sorts#she hypes me up i love herrr#im exhaustedddd#on vacation? its more likely than you think
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there's something that always gets me about that official DR2 cast art with Chiaki at the center of class 77
i can't explain it. like. the entire plot of their half of the HPA arc right there in one picture. makes my heart sink and leap at the same time somehow
#danganronpa#danganronpa 2#chiaki nanami#this is why i wish they'd used that beta art with Kaede holding Keebo's hand for V3#it had the same Feel for me#also likely unintentional but i like that the stylized swipe coming off of Chiaki points not at Hajime but at Nagito
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🍀🌻 | komahina x raincode
full designs below \/
#ngl i made this au mid playthrough (chap 2) just cause komaeda’s beta design was based off shinigamis/death gods#but now that i’ve finished the game i’m in absolute pain about the casting#i did this to myself though#anyways#play raincode guys#i might draw vivia next he’s my baby girl#danganronpa#danganronpa 2#super danganronpa 2#my art#nagito komaeda#hajime hinata#komahina#danganronpa au#danganronpa rain code au#komahina rain code au
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#iwaizumi hajime x oikawa tooru#iwaoibb#big bang#haikyuu!!#iwaoi#iwaoibb2425#haikyuu big bang#big bang info#big bang sign ups#writer sign ups#pinch hitter sign ups#artist sign ups#beta reader sign ups
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Day something, of being deprived of digital device for art. I thought I'd be fine, until Danganronpa decided to clutch me in its hold once again. ._.
So sketchbook and sticky note doodles I took pictures of in the dead of the night :D
#danganronpa#danganronpa v3#drv3#drv3 killing harmony#drv3 kokichi#drv3 rantaro#kokichi ouma#rantaro amami#danganronpa 2#danganronpa 2 goodbye despair#dr2#dr2 goodbye despair#nagito komaeda#hajime hinata#dr2 hajime#dr2 nagito#wow thats a lot of tags#I've never actually drawn things I'm fixating on#I mostly just consume the content and tead fanfics or something#it's weird but a nice change!#it's actually really fun!#but man you could tell all these pictures were taken in the dead in night 😭#I like drawing kokichi in one of his beta clothes actually#Planning on making a silly little au if he was in dr2#my art
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is it just me that gets vague soukoku vibes from beta komahina?? like. it's so easy to imagine beta komahina as a silly little detective x mafia duo with years of beef and chemistry and sexual tension being completely ignored in favor of bullying the hell out of each other
#; jwi random post#danganronpa#danganronpa 2#komahina#bsd#soukoku#skk#hajime hinata#nagito komaeda#dazai osamu#chuuya nakahara#if this were to be an au i think hajime would be in the ada#nagito is perfect for the mafia whether its beta or canon tbh
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happy birthday komaeda
Someone sits on a ledge in a ruined city and thinks about jumping.
The fall is deadly. His body has always been weak, frail and untrustworthy; even his own luck couldn't save him. There's nothing soft down there, harsh edges and rusty rebar tempting him into a fate guaranteed. Few things in his life have been guaranteed, and something about that promise feels comforting, like it's the one thing he'll always have up his sleeve.
In his mind's eye, he jumps. He falls. His imagination has always been lively, but for some reason, this part is blank. "I die" is the only thing he can come up with- the image eludes him. He's scared, maybe, of truly seeing it- the same thing happened when he was kidnapped, mind hazy and gone, wondering: "what happens if he forgets to feed me?" He doesn't want to remember that.
He remembers it anyway, because the one thing the cancer refuses to take his is memory.
When Kamakura looked at him, he thought he might implode. Not for the reason the others thought- something about hope and despair and a name that tastes like sweet poison on his tongue. Not because he was infatuated, even if he is. Because Kamakura looked right through him and saw whatever vines twisted a thousand times over his heart and had the gall to say, "What was the diagnosis?"
He already knew. Komaeda doesn't know why he asked. But he did, and Komaeda answered, and then he huffed, turned on his heel, and walked away.
(That wasn't Komaeda. That was Servant, someone who doesn't exist, a shell of a person.)
Are the children looking for him? He doesn't care, and they don't care; this is a moment to himself, while everything falls apart around them. Monaca could manage on her own if she wished; there's a cruel boredom to her smile, but no matter what anyone seems to think, it's different. There's something hollow about it, something lonely, something sad. Something like the look in his own eyes when he smiles in the mirror.
And Towa City is at least calm. Already destroyed in some sense, largely intact in another. So of course he ended up here. There's no battle for him to fail through or politics to ruin. He just has to sit here, and mess up whatever job given to him, and be laughed at.
He thinks of a serial killer and writer sharing a body and laughs.
He thinks about Kamakura and stops.
He thinks about jumping.
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"Komaeda, are you sure you're okay?"
They're sitting in a room together. Outside Future Foundation headquarters, but not far- they want to keep tabs on the group, considering heavily whether they'll be let in or not. Some are a given- Fuyuhiko, Hajime, Sonia. Others are questionable- Mikan, Teruteru, himself. Komaeda isn't sure what the suits think, but he imagines Hajime will be staunch about it, and he'll be let in as the group will. Even if he's only a patient for Mikan to fuss over when there's little to do, that's fine.
He has never minded being just a body for the machine. As long as the machine is working towards good ends, he can be a nothing gear.
"Of course. Don't worry about me."
To be specifically accurate, Hajime is half-sitting half-laying in bed, blearily looking at him from across the room, as Komaeda sits at a desk on a laptop. He woke up an hour ago and wanted to be busy with something, anything as a distraction, and he keeps the apartment spotless out of the same urge. But there isn't much work anyone piles onto him, so he's just sitting here, wondering a bit aimlessly why he opened the accursed thing.
Why he woke up is irrelevant, really. People wake up at four AM sometimes, it's nothing strange.
(He remembers stale wind and red skies, and a building, and thinking about plumetting. Except, in his dream, he actually falls, and falls, and falls, and then there's a spear in his heart and-)
Hajime closes his eyes, and falls back on the bed. Komaeda turns back to the laptop, and decides that if he can't do anything productive, he can at least try to bring Hajime's files into some semblance of order.
For a moment, he thinks that's all it'll be. And then he hears the blanket shuffle, and footsteps, and he says, "Am I keeping you up?"
"No," Hajime tells him, circling his arms around his front. Breath hitches in his throat- he can't stand to look back. Disappointment could fill his eyes, or annoyance furrow his brow, or pity worry at his lip, and all three of them would destroy him like a shattered porcelain doll. So he doesn't look back, even if he does sit back in the chair a little. "I'm not really sleepy anyway."
("I'm don't get tired easily," a quiet Kamakura tells him unprompted. He's rarely responding to questions, anticipating them and answering before they leave your lips. "They wanted efficiency." Servant hears what's unsaid and stores it in the shell he's got left of what he was.)
"Did you want to use the laptop?"
Silence meets him. Anxiety frays at his heart- what's Hajime thinking? Is he waiting? Hoping he'll come back to bed so he can make sure Komaeda is sleeping enough for his condition? That's Mikan's job, to worry over his health- he hopes Hajime isn't back to that old haunt that Kamakura used to take up when the two of them were in Towa City. To this day he isn't sure what about it drew the man in.
"You should tell me what it was," is what Hajime settles on.
Komaeda smiles. It's an instinct, like a deer in headlights; if something's too prying, smile and wave it away. "Nothing, really. Just couldn't sleep."
"...That's not true," Hajime insists. But there's sleep still stuck in his throat, thick and syrupy; if he plays his cards right. maybe Hajime will decide he's too much trouble and go back to bed.
("You're trouble," Kamakura states. It's not a question and doesn't sound like a complaint, and it's not like Servant could respond to such a thing while bedridden. There are more words, but sadly, his consciousness fails him, and they all sound like static.)
"...It's nothing I can't deal with myself. You should go to bed- you sound tired."
Hajime just makes a noise, properly bending down into a hug. His arms tighten, and Komaeda almost wants to look back, but doesn't. Now it feels like cheating, peering at an answer he's supposed to solve himself. And he's never been opposed, but the shame curls around him like a serpent.
"I'll join you in a minute," Komaeda promises.
"...I wasn't having a great dream either," Hajime tells him, and course he knew the whole time. It doesn't take a genius to have figured that out. But he was hoping it could be kept in its box where it's contained, not growing, simply existing. A therapist would tell him that's a bad idea, but Komaeda thinks he knows his own brain well enough to cope nowadays. "It was about Towa City."
"Ah."
"You were standing on a high rooftop. I was across the street in a building, watching from a window."
Komaeda puts a hand on his, tentatively and slowly, in case it'd be rejected. Hajime takes it in his, tight and secure. "You were looking down. And I couldn't move."
"And then?"
Hajime pauses. "And then I felt cold, so I woke up. I don't know what was going to happen."
"I see."
"But I think Kamakura does."
Komaeda says nothing. Kamakura's powers of observation are second to none, and of course the husk that Servant was never cared to hide anything he didn't need to. If Kamakura had looked at him for even a nanosecond while he was up on a building, he'd probably see the image in his mind.
(They're on top of one such building. Servant is staring at the edge in lieu of disgracing Kamakura with his eye. He does not notice the arm moving until it's already around his shoulder, tugging him closer. He assumes, in this moment, that Kamakura is cold, or maybe that he thought the ground was going to collapse that close to the edge.)
"You were thinking about jumping," Kamakura states plainly.
"Yes." Hiding from Kamakura is silly. It's like trying to socialize in a hospital bed. "Back then, anyways."
"Come to bed," he states plainly. "It is worse alone."
Komaeda obliges, because he knows there isn't much getting out of it. He shuts the laptop and gets up, Kamakura trailing him into the bed. Laying down is awkward, unsure of what Kamakura wants- which turns out to be fine, because he doesn't care much about taking it for himself, burying his face in Komaeda's neck and pulling him close.
It's warm. With whichever one of them- Hajime, Kamakura, both if they'd prefer that thought- it's hard to think about that moment, because in the memory it is cold and dry and distant and lonely, and now there is a beating heart so loud in his ears it's hard to think.
"...I am glad you never did," he says. "While I was there I would have stopped you. But there were moments you could have."
"There were," Komaeda says. And, truthfully, he thinks that black void is the reason he didn't. The lack of an idea, the sudden fear of the plunge when he imagined the end- Servant could only do things he could imagine, and he couldn't imagine the final moment. Even in the end, he was scared- it would make him hysterical if not for the calm, collected beating heart he feels under his hands. "...That's over now."
"Even if it isn't," Kamakura tells him, "I would rather know you are safe."
He thinks about saying something in response, but they really were tired. After a few more moments, their breathing evens out so suddenly he thinks Kamakura must be able to enter REM on command- the thought is almost funny.
But, really, it's hard to be distracted by anything when there's a beating heart so close to his own.
#danganronpa#writing#nagito komaeda#happy birthday komaeda#love studying you and your weird lil brain#my son <3 he has every mental illness#hajime hinata#izuru kamakura#hajime and izuru are different people in the same body#because it was convenient and poignant#reads either way though so go nuts#no beta sorry I cranked this bitch out in like 2 hours
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There was originally gonna be text added but me don't care anymore
#kami art#ultimate imposter#danganronpa#betaronpa#sdr2#dr3#twogami#mitworai#sagishi#hajime hinata#reference#beta mitworai reference#last one was just to show how i think beta hajime behaves#hes just a weirdo
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BETA KOMAHINA>>>>>>
#komahina#i love komahina so much#beta komahina#sdr2#danganronpa#nagito komaeda#hajime hinata#nagito x hajime#super dangan ronpa 2
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WIND BREAKER FIC IDEA: KAMIKAZE (ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE = OMEGAVERSE AU)
As it says on the tin, I wanna write an AU where there's a Zombie Apocalypse breakout which will eventually be the genesis of the Omegaverse that's based on a previous post of mine here
Anyways, I feel like out of all the anime/manga I'm interested in, I think this premise would suit Wind Breaker the most.
Important notes:
There will be Major Character Deaths
UmeSaku is the main ship for this fic
Angst with a Happy Ending
While it'll generally follow what's usually found in the Omegaverse, there will be some changes to the beliefs, system, biology and dynamics since this Omegaverse is the result of a post-Apocalyptic world
So here's the basic rundown I've got so far:
To start off, I named this verse as the Kamikaze-verse simply because of the wind element that seems prevalent in Wind Breaker. The main story will be a Trilogy, each inspired by the 3 genders and named after the 3 main parts found in a Fūrin chime.
1. GAIKAN:
The first of the Trilogy will tell of the Zombie Apocalypse outbreak, the desperation to survive, the unexpected game changer as well as how Umemiya will eventually become The Original Alpha.
2. ZETSU:
The 2nd part will explore on how exactly the Outbreak happened whilst also give way to humanity into taking the next step after the Outbreak. This includes how the Beta will come into play (specifically, who and what exactly is The Beta).
3. TANZAKU:
Last but definitely not least, is the final of the Trilogy. This will focus on how the post-Apocalypse world will evolve into the Omegaverse as well as it coming full circle to Sakura as The Original Omega.
Anyways, that's all I've got so far. I really wanna write this one day once I've got the energy and the time because I'd really love to explore this.
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Thanks for reading this far!
If you want, you can find more Wind Breaker and UmeSaku here on Hanafubuki_21 (my Twitter side-account for all things Wind Breaker & UmeSaku)
#wind breaker#windbreaker#umesaku#wdbk#wind breaker fic idea#windbreaker fic idea#windbreaker umesaku#wind breaker umesaku#umsk#umesaku fic idea#umemiya hajime#hajime umemiya#sakura haruka#haruka sakura#zombie apocalypse au#zombie apocalypse fic#fanfic#fanfiction#omegaverse fic#omegaverse#omegaverse fic idea#zombie apocalypse au fic idea#alpha beta omega#alpha#beta#omega
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Hajime's warm hand moved gently over Nagito's back, showing he wasn't fully asleep. His fingers moved tender and curious, tracing the contours of Nagito's spine and igniting a shooting waving of pleasure that cascaded down Nagito's back.
As Hajime's fingers wandered, they brushed inadvertently against the jagged texture of a scar on Nagito's shoulder blade. The feather-light touch felt like a jolt of electricity, and he flinched instinctively, recoiling from the touch.
The sudden movement broke the spell of the moment. Hajime's hand paused mid-air, hovering in a moment of hesitation. His eyes, half-open, mirrored a mix of sleepiness and dawning realization. Confusion flickered across his features as he propped himself up slightly, trying to read Nagito's face in the dim light.
"Did I…?" Hajime's voice was a groggy murmur laced with concern. He was more awake now and aware of the sudden shift in the atmosphere.
#contiuned again!#there's a theme here#I'm sure it's been noticed#lol#I can't keep it to myself#reason number 100 why I wish I had a beta#fanfiction#fanfic#wip#excerpt#blurb#danganronpa#nagito komaeda#komahina#hajime hinata
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Not to be spicy and bring up the Omegaverse DR stuff again, but thanks to a post making the rounds again, I learned that spotted hyena males show their submission to female mates by presenting their erections to them.
Ngl, KomaHinaNami would work the same way in Omegaverse AUs. Just Chiaki's two bois displaying their submission by shyly "presenting" themselves.
#danganronpa#danganronpa 2 goodbye despair#hajime hinata#nagito komaeda#chiaki nanami#komahinanami#nsft#omegaverse au#alpha beta omega#chiaki: Oh... those... they look so sad and nice... O///O
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do i love drawing Beta Hajime as a blushing mess? Yes I do
Will i ever stop? No i wont
also nagito with his hair in a ponytail 🥰
#beta komahina#komahina#beta komaeda#beta hajime hinata#hajime hinata#komaeda nagito#betaronpa#beta danganronpa#danganronpa
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