#dangnaronpa

[revokedrights]

nagito komaeda in 2024? more likely than you’d think

[0-rai]

Hi.

I can't find the user who did it I'm sorry

Junko can get a little silly. And you know who is silly too?

[casinoyuri]

kitty komahina :3c

[counclskies]

silly doodle

i actually think about them all the time. please. please. PLEASE.

[duckybathperson]

whos gonna tell him

[myasoko]

I WOULD SELL MY ORGANS FOR THIS.

[miwawae]

happy valentines day! (???)

[ellaustrations]

SHUICHI AND KAITOOOOO

[siramay-the-showgun-dragon]

BEHOLD DANGANRONPA DEVELOPMENT DOCUMENTS

you know months ago before thigs happen i found and downloaded all of these on reddit and i notice no one else did so here! heck i even used a translator to give a rough translation of each document if any of you are into that so if anyone's interested

you can find all Danganronpa 1 and 2 development documents on this folder

according to my labels ...

DR1 bullet time battles. DR1 hangman's gambit. DR1 menu. DR1 nonstop debates. DR1 school life. DR1 settings. DR1 student handbook. DR1 survival mode. DR1 trial gameplay DR2 Class trial DR2 daily life outline. DR2 daily life. DR2 E handbook. DR2 final dead room. DR2 island mode outline. DR2 island mode. DR2 logic dive. DR2 magical Mirical girl monomi DR2 menu. DR2 story outline DR2 twilight syndrome murder case

ENJOY! @drmedicsgamesurgery @hopeymchope here it is

[agerye]

kokichi is so little coded !!

[skateironicallycantskate]

[0-rai]

Hi.

Resident evil Mondo

(Carlos Oliveira)

Bye .

[cookiejarwrites]

Dear Past Self | Chapter 1

pairing: nagito komaeda x fem!reader

words: around 800

synopsis: You begin receiving letters from your future self. As the letters continue, each of your high school regrets are gradually revealed, along with advice to stop them. One thing soon becomes very apparent. All your regrets revolve around one person...Nagito Komaeda.

a/n: still have a brain injury but i got bored and started playing danganronpa again so I’m redoing an old story of mine. It was previously on my ao3 but has been taken down, the old version is still currently on my old Wattpad though.

(aka you receive letters from your future self warning you of the disaster and despair that lies ahead)

I awoke to the jarring sound of my alarm clock blaring. With a swift motion, I slammed my hand down, silencing the obnoxious noise. Annoyed at the early start, I let out a groan. The struggles of waking up for school were never-ending. However, today was different. Today marked the beginning of my journey at Hopes Peak Academy, a prestigious school for individuals with extravagant abilities.

Although I didn't consider my talent particularly exhilarating, I had managed to catch the attention of the academy scouts. I was honored to be known as the Ultimate Pastry Chef. My aspirations revolved around opening my own bakery using only sustainable sources. I could go on for hours about all the details I had for my future, even to the exact menu price of my inevitable future restaurant.

In a less than graceful manner, I rolled out of my bed and thumped onto the floor. Determined not to be tardy on my first day, I hastily threw on my uniform and made my way to the bathroom to complete my morning routine.

As I prepared myself for the day, toothbrush still in my mouth, my mother's voice echoed from downstairs, "Y/N! Someone left a letter for you!"

Without hesitation, I went downstairs, snatched the letter, and darted back up to my bathroom. A sense of curiosity filled me as I examined the envelope. It was pristine, as if it had travelled in a steam-press rather than in a mail mans hand. Flipping it over, I took a closer look at the words. The handwriting bore a striking resemblance to my own, only neater. Surprisingly, there was no postmark on the back, leaving me puzzled as to how it found its way to me in the first place. To add to the intrigue, there was no sender name or address. The only words present were "from the future."

I rolled my eyes skeptically. Clearly, this was some sort of foolish prank. Disregarding the delicate nature of the neatly folded envelope, I tore it open. Swiftly, I plucked the paper from the envelope.

"What a lousy joke," I mumbled under my breath as my eyes scanned the letter.

Skipping to the bottom of the page, I glanced to see if there was the name of the sender, hoping for some kind of explanation. My annoyance increased as I read the words printed in neat handwriting.

"What the..? From me? Jeez, this is so dumb," I muttered to myself, the mix of disbelief and frustration evident in my voice. With each passing moment, my agitation grew

Taking a deep breath, I made up my mind to read the full letter from the beginning. Maybe, just maybe, it held some answers or at least shed light on the strange letter.

"Dear Y/N,

Hello. How are you? I wish you the best. I'm sure you are very excited for high school. You are an ultimate after all.

I'm writing this letter 6 years in your future. I'm sure you are very confused.

I'd like to ask you to do me a favor.

I made many mistakes in my past, and I'm hoping you won't make the same ones. Although it'd be terribly hard to erase all the disaster and despair that is to come, perhaps you can change the future for the better, before things go too far downhill.

I'll be sending you letters from now on. Each letter will be sent in chronological order of when events in your future will happen. I will also give you the choices I want you to make in order to change the past and prevent what is soon to be the most despair-inducing event in all of history. Not that you're the cause of it or anything, but some of your actions may affect how things play out. Especially how things ended up with someone you'll come to truly love.

Sincerely, Your future self."

The words resonated in my mind, leaving me dumbfounded and conflicted. Could this really be true? The thought crossed my mind, but I pushed it aside, not ready to fully accept the notion just yet.

"That's completely ridiculous. This must be a joke or something. There's no way—Oh, shit the time!"

The realization hit me like a bag of bricks, bringing me back to the present moment. I hastily rushed out of the bathroom, not bothering to collect my thoughts or make sense of the situation.

Bounding down the stairs, I grabbed my backpack and an extra pair of dress shoes, my mind racing with thoughts of the ticking clock. It was already 6 minutes past the time I had planned to leave for school, and I couldn't afford to waste another second.

[drawbauchery]

As a Teruteru enjoyer , What's your thoughts on Teruteru's Interactions with Kirumi in UTDP and DR S? (I liked the dynamic of the maid and Chef)

they are GOOD

it was so nice to see how mutually supportive they are?? and it's super cute how they look after rantaro, mentoring him with cooking and skills he'd need for traveling

i like to think teru is so used to seeing his mom overwork herself that he wants to make sure kirumi doesn't do the same

[duckybathperson]

slight peko redesign, planning on doing a full illustration with this

[god-damnit-vinne]

"saiouma/oumasai animatic // arcade" what if i burst into tears and melted into a puddle right here right now