#miukuro

[danggirlronpa]

Seed B2 Masterpost

Miu/Mukuro art by @lambydance

Sayaka/Peko icon by severalsmallwizards

Miu/Mukuro

This one came about from a cowboy RP. And again. That in itself rules. More silly pairing sources. We gotta start letting ourselves ship girls because they stood in the same room once again. Nature is healing <3

Mukuro is used to Junko, who has all of Miu's weirdness plus 50 other types of weirdness. Mukuro might be one of the only people on the entire cast who can handle Miu with little to no issues. She's even used to being insulted all of the time already! (This Is Not A Good Thing. They Should Work On This Together)

Miu would see Mukuro pull a knife on someone and IMMEDIATELY undergo a sexual awakening. This is, as usual, nonnegotiable

Peko/Sayaka

They have a conversation in Summercamp. And in this conversation. And I cannot emphasize this enough. Sayaka flirts with Peko nonstop. The rest of this section will solely be screenshots from this convo, because I truly believe it stands completely alone, and should be preserved as is.

※To avoid spamming artists, I will only @ them the first time their work shows up unless told otherwise. If you want to check all the art I used, check here!

[analogseeker]

thank u wlw please stop flirting on my math work

[adhdmondo]

ships that are the results of rp are the funniest thing ever. like "omg this pairing makes so much sense, really adds to the narrative, is wonderfully written and I love them" but then said pairing is goddam. ishida and chiaki. miu and mukuro. i can't randomly talk about them in public or people will thinking I'm going insane. but i care them and I need everyone to know this.

[cbab-freak]

Imagine Maskie making an edit of a Crackship!

[lambydance]

If I gave you my hand, would you take it And make me the happiest man in the world?

[romantichor]

@seluniii and @outer.ufo on Instagram are hosting a Danganronpa fusion contest and I got Mukuro and Miu! So with that, I present to you Miukuro Ikuruma, Ultimate Armourer (concept sketches under the cut)

[adhdmondo]

PLEASE talk about miukuro in the yeehawronpa world, ur tags are so intriguing DHHSJ

ANON I AM GIVING YOU A BIG HUG RIGHT NOW AND TUCKING YOU INTO BED THANK YOU LETTING ME INFODUMP ABT LIL GAY PPL

Okay a bit of context: Yeehawronpa is a wild west rp run by our very wonderful GM @gauntletknight where our group has to find these magic instruments that can grant wishes because they are evil and we need to get rid of them. also there's demons. Around chapter 3 of the rp some new characters got introduced and joined the party, among them Miu and Mukuro (who uses she/he in this rp btw).

Mukuro is introduced by her trying to hold Taka and Mondo fucking hostage, stealing Taka's knife, and shooting Ishida multiple times in the chest (he's fine cause he's a half-demon, long story, ask Gauntlet). Miu is introduced by her trying to sell Ishida and Chiaki (who are together, they are very cute, they are everything) various whacky sex shit, making excessive dick jokes at them and dropping a bag of metal and glass on Ishida's foot (Ishida DOES NOT get a break in this rp EVER)

Needless to say, they are the two most aggravating people in the party at that time. They bond over this, Mukuro is really interested in the weaponry that Miu makes, and also Miu makes her a metal detector to help find the instruments because Mukuro's more polite to her than the other members. They hang out at a festival party thingie and Miu gets sad because she thinks she's gonna get kicked out of the group cause Ishida yelled at her earlier (Ishida's got some sexual trauma he's trying to overcome and Miu making jokes about him and Chiaki didn't sit well with him). She worries that she'll have to start doing stuff for them in order to stay (Miu's got her own fair share of sexual trauma too) and Mukuro promises Miu that she won't let anyone kick her out.

From that point on they are #besties. Mukuro ends up having a panic attack at the party cause she can't take alcohol and is also kinda on the run from Junko (more on that later hehe) and Miu and Chiaki and Ishida help her get through it. Once they're at camp stuff happens and at some point Ishida gets possessed by an asshole triangle but yaknow it happens anyway they have a gayass sleepover and okay I forgot to say Mukuro's got like a fucked up "i am a machine" mentality at this point as a trauma response and anyway she's like "yea i was built to destroy things" but Miu!!!! Lets her sign one of her blueprints and is like "look you made something!!!" and HKGDKFK I LOVE THEM

This post is getting really long so speed round but basically they are on a train and having a fun time and Mukuro falls down in his seat like a dork and starts laughing and Miu fusses over him and then they later adopt a POSSUM DAUGHTER. HER NAME IS RAVIOLI. SHE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!!!!! and then someone dies and we do a mystery for like five seconds before Miu does a huge brain move and figures out that the little boy detective that seems oddly attached to Mukuro and rude towards Miu is a WHOLEASS ROBOT. CONTROLLED BY JUNKO. WHO HAS ONE OF THOSE DEMON INSTRUMENTS, THE BANJO. AND SHE BLOWS UP A BRIDGE THAT WE'RE HEADED FOR.

Everyone escapes the train successfully very cool very fun except for Junko who DIES. Miu, Ishida and Mukuro were chasing her on top of the roof when it happened and Ishida dragged Miu off the train while Mukuro went for Junko. Mukuro ended up jumping off last minute, but Miu doesn't know that and thinks Mukuro died in the explosion. She's extremely distraught and also angry about it and screams and cries a lot and also punches Ishida. But then Chiaki spots Mukuro by the cliff's edge and Miu runs over and Mukuro's trying use the evil banjo to revive Junko cause even though Junko's a total bitch she's still his sister and also he doesn't realize that she like. abused him. But Miu's there now and she's like hey don't do that and Mukuro's like well I have to fix everything and Miu's like youre not going to fix anything but hurting yourself and they hug and Miu realizes she's in love with him and Mukuro chooses her over Junko AND

THERE'S MORE BUT THIS IS VERY LONG ALREADY SO FDGJDGK. TDLR; they are in love and they have a possum daughter. Also they are going to go and beat up Miu's exes together when everything is over.

[adhdmondo]

YEEHAWRONPA MIUKURO FINALLY CONFESSED TO EACH OTHER AND ON VALENTINE'S DAY NO LESS LETS GOOOOOOO

[lambydance]

A Bastard’s Interlude: B-Side

hi. um. im cringe and in a cool danganronpa rp where this ship happened and our GM’s own fanfic (which is here) was epic and our characters share a lot of similarities so i thought itd be fun to make my own lil’ addition to it. its very much nsfw so plz don’t read if you can’t or don’t want to!!

ship: Miu Iruma / Mukuro Ikusaba

tags: masturbation, sexual guilt

Absolutely not.

She was gross, but not like that. There was a shred of decorum within her, and damn it, she was going to keep it.

Miu turned to adjust her sleeping position, determined to power through this, but even just the slight friction of her legs rubbing together as she did it just made her so… fuck.

She huffed. Well, this was it then. She was going to jerk off, knowing her new friends were surrounding her in their own tents. Miu Iruma was now, if there had been any doubt before, the biggest pervert she knew.

As Miu sat up and inched forward to make sure her tent was completely closed, she thought about how this wasn’t really much of a surprise. Since when has she ever had any control over her libido? It had overtaken her youth, forming the personality that was driving her right now. It had been a clear downward spiral for years. She was naive for thinking she could ever be spared from it in her current day. Er- current night, she supposed.

With a good tug of the zipper, Miu felt confident that the tent was as locked down as it could be. And, with a quick blow towards her candle, she had also made sure her shadow couldn’t betray her. It’d be fine. She’d be quiet. Everyone else was probably dead asleep anyway.

Her head plopped down onto her pillow, knees pulling up, ready to make this quick, before she remembered her… collection. Aka, her big locked box of various sex toys she had just for such occasions. Some bought, their technology admirable and begging to be collected, and some hand-made, meticulously crafted for her own pleasure. Either one would make this little situation go by way quicker, no doubt. Miu turned her head, eyeing her things collected in the corner, looki-

...Oh my fucking god. No. Fuck, it had been packed into the FUCKING train’s luggage- the train that fucking EXPLODED. All those masterworks of silicone, those hand-crafted veins and ridges- literally exploded. Her head returned to the pillow in an angry flop, and she sighed. Ugh. Looks like she’d have to go acoustic.

Miu threw an arm over her eyes, her free right hand lifting and gliding down slowly down her abdomen. Her fingers danced absently at the hem of her sleep-shirt, before they clung and creeped the fabric up. The hand quickly returned down, stopping just before the top of her underwear… hm.

She usually had something up in the good ol’ spank bank beforehand. Some dirty little fantasy that had popped into her mind earlier in the day that she quietly shoved away, so it could be used properly. Touch wasn’t enough- she needed her mind stimulated too. But today had been so utterly fucked that, for once, there hadn’t been time for such a thing. Was there anything she could remember now that would work? There had been some attractive people on the train, but no one that was really her type. Plus, some had ended up pretty brutally murdered, and that was a major boner killer. Her mind put this aside and kept trying, more general this time: taut muscles, intense eyes… sweat caught onto the veins of their neck and rolling down to collect at their collarbones… gloved hands closing onto hers, the smell of gunpowder, jet black hair, sexy scars covering his face, the way his voice sounded when he said her name- god, yes, he- wait. No- no no, fuck, no. No! No.

She couldn’t. Not to him. Insanely huge crush on him be damned, she wasn’t going to dirty it up by masturbating to the thought of Mukuro Ikusaba. Every relationship she’s had, without fail, was sullied by her insatiable lust, and she wasn’t going to ruin this one in the same way. If she couldn’t keep him safe from this, then she really was too far gone.

These were the last thoughts she had before her hand made its way under her underwear, fingers sliding gently over her clit. Her conscience must have forgotten who she was.

Miu’s breath hitched as her fingers slid lower, already slick and covered. She had barely started thinking about him, and she was already this wet. As embarrassing as it was, it allowed her fingers to slip their ways up and down more easily as she warmed herself up. God- what would Mukuro think of her if he could see her now? If he was right in front of her, eyes eating her up as she spread her legs to give him a better look- would he just watch? It’d be difficult to keep it together if he did. Miu would circle her clit with her fingers, slowly, like she was doing right now, telling him between moans how she wished the fingers were his. She’d angle herself towards him, wanting desperately for him to see how wet he could make her without even touching her. She needed him to see how pathetic she was, to lay herself completely bare in front of him so he could feel that much more powerful in comparison. So that he’d feel no remorse in ruining her once he couldn’t just watch anymore.

…No. No- that didn’t feel right for him. This was how Miu remembered her past lovers, the ones who would tell her that they loved her just so she would put their cocks in her mouth. No matter how aroused Mukuro made her, she couldn’t imagine him in their place. It felt disrespectful to even try.

Mukuro was gentle. Kind. Miu knew of his military background, how his hands had held lives between them, just to end them in the same breath. But, when he was with her, Mukuro’s entire demeanor was different. If he was here now, watching as her fingers dipped down to tease her entrance, he wouldn’t let her demean herself for his enjoyment. She could see him in her mind: crawling to her only when he was given permission, hovering over her so she could feel safe and protected. She could almost feel his calloused fingers shaking as they caressed her cheek, voice cracked and quiet as he asked her,

“Can I…?”

He didn’t need to finish the sentence for her to know, she just would. She’d waste no time in replying,

“Please.” As she crashed their lips together by pushing her own head forward. She’d moan into his mouth as her fingers slid into herself, satisfying her need to feel filled until Mukuro could replace her later. His kiss would be clumsy, his lack of experience clear in his movements, but Miu didn’t care. Mukuro could have frozen in place like this, and she’d still feel like her body was electrified, just because it was him.

Luckily, he wouldn’t. He’d find a place for his empty hands with her breast, the flesh pooling between his fingers from the size and weight. His hand would tremble away from it for a moment, guilty he hadn’t asked her if he could before he acted, but Miu would guide the hand back without breaking their kiss. In his absence now, Miu relaxed her arm away from her eyes so she could do it herself, this hand’s fingers gently kneading at her own breast while her other continued thrusting into herself.

Mukuro wouldn’t dare to replace her fingers without her go-ahead, she thought. He’d no doubt keep kissing her until Miu pulled away, resting their foreheads against each other as she begged,

“Please, Mukuro, I- ahh- I n-need you inside… need your fingers inside of m-me, ple-ee-ase,” as she took his hand into hers and motioned it downwards. She’d stop, allowing him to pull back up if he wanted to, but he wouldn’t. He’d keep his hand just above where she wanted it as he replied,

“Like.. like this?” before looking down to make sure his fingers met their target. He’d slide his fingers in, gently, slowly, and god, fuck, yes, just like that. Miu could imagine his face exactly: eyes laser-focused on her expression, darting all over to look for signs of pleasure and approval. He’d get them, instantly, as she’d let out a quick gasp once she felt his fingers go in to the knuckle.

Miu’s real fingering quickly ramped up in speed as her fantasy continued to grow. Fantasy-Mukuro was in her mind now, handsome as ever, fingers pistoning faster inside of her as Miu encouraged him. Her ‘faster’s and ‘like that, like that, yes, ah!’’s would help build his confidence, and he’d start to match her own vocals, blessing her ears with sweet compliments.

“Fuck, Miu- you sound so good… I-I love you, I love making you feel good. You- you look so beautiful like this. You’re so beautiful-”

With each word, she knew, she’d only be closer and closer. His romantic words matched with how he was fucking her with his fingers would be too much for her, too intense. No lover of hers had ever cared enough about her own pleasure to make her cum, but Mukuro was nearing to be the first, as she felt fingers curl up and brush up against a spot that made her see stars.

“FUCK, god, Mukur-!!” She choked, voice escaping her in real-time, “I’m- AHH- I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m–!!” Miu wanted nothing more than to have the real Mukuro here, to grip the skin of his arm so tight while she came that she left scratches, to hear him tell her that he had her, that he wanted to see her cum, to watch as her vision went white, to watch her head drop back and her mouth open in a silent scream as her entire body tightened in an intense orgasm-

…As Miu felt the waves of her orgasm ride out, her body twitching the remaining spikes of intensity away, her mind had changed. She sat up and looked down at herself, looking over her drenched fingers and wet spot she had left under her and… yeah. Yeah, no, she’d rather die than have Mukuro see her like this. To see how completely and utterly disgusting she was, laying in her own filthy evidence… he’d never associate with her again. She wouldn’t want him to, either.

In her post-orgasm clarity, Miu was quick to clean herself up. Her hands were wiped clean, a blanket was placed underneath her to cover up the wet spot, and her shirt was pushed back down. She returned to her sleeping position from before and closed her eyes, blinking away angry tears.

It was clear to her now. Miu Iruma was much, much too filthy for people like Mukuro. She was forever destined to be a dirty, lustful whore, and he had one of the brightest futures she had ever seen ahead of him. It’d be selfish of her to dirty it up by dragging him to her level. She… she needed to suck it up, keep wallowing in this gross little life she’s made for herself, and watch as Mukuro eventually found someone nice, clean, and chaste to be with. Miu knew he would one day- he was gorgeous, kind, and now, had the freedom to be with whoever he wanted. Not that it ever would be, but, she couldn’t allow it to be herself. As she started to drift away into sleep, she made a personal note to herself:

If she really did love Mukuro Ikusaba, she’d never let him know how she felt. It was the only way to keep him safe.

With this thought in her head, Miu fell asleep.

[adhdmondo]

Whats your most self indulgent danganronpa ship from each game? If you have one from each game, of course

Hmmmm probablyyyy Chisakuaoi and Miukuro. For sdr2 maybe Hinanidai but idk if thats indulgence or me just thinking men with nice tits should get to be in love

[adhdmondo]

Mukuro!!!

do I like them: Yesss <33 my sgrungle bungle

5 good qualities: calculating, resourceful, loyal, caring (although it can be hard to get to her), strong

3 bad qualities: indifferent, violent, loyal to a fault as in said fault being helping her sister end the world

favourite episode/etc: ummm i dont really have one cause we get to see so little of her so I'll just say something I WISH we could've seen; Mukuro bonding with the other class members as herself. What I wouldn't give to know about Class 78's one year together... The conflict in Mukuro as she has to choose between Junko and her new friends... WAUGH

otp: Mukuro ships r good in general, I got a soft spot for Fujisaba and ofc Miukuro (cowboy flavored)

brotp: Mukuro and Mondo most awkward friends forever

ot3: Mukuchisaya >>>>>>

notp: junko SOME OF YALL ARE FREAKS FR

best quote: "I mean, to be honest...whether or not a flower is pretty depends on the situation, right? It's like... One lone flower on the battlefield, or you almost step on one but pull back at the last second. I'm not sure what that's supposed to mean..." Mukuro you poetic little bastard.

head canon: not immune to standing on the roof of the school in the middle of the night and dramatically staring at the world she knows she's destined to help destroy. She's strange <3

[adhdmondo]

how is Miu and Mukuro's dynamic like? (interested!)

THANK YOU ANON I WOULD LOVE TO RAMBLE ABT THEM FOREVER but also I need u to clarify if you mean yeehawronpa (cowboy rp) miukuro or canon universe miukuro