#muse; hinata hajime

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

Honestly I think the Despair Side of DR3 would be infinitely more cohesive and meaningful and actually have a reason to exist if we spent like 99% of it in the reserve course, make the plot not how the goodbye despair cast falls into despair, but to make the tragedy of the reserves hit 20x harder. Fully flesh out Natsumi Sato and Hajime, but also introduce new Reserves, learn the class dynamic, learn more about what the reserve course demands, and give us only glimpses of the golden main course, make us want to reach out and do anything to get there as well, make us know what happens but want Hajime to accept the Izuru Project because it gets us closer to what we want, the talented, the elites, our favorite characters.

Have the plot be utterly chained to the mundane cruelty but make that it in itself the greatest cruelty because of how inescapable it was, make the Reserve building truly something of despair from the absurd banality of it all. Show us their bitterness, exhaustion, their pain, have them enviously seethe in rumors about the main course about how they dont have homework and they dont have to take classes, about how they get gourmet lunches while they have to bring lunches from home, how they shelter criminals and then treat them like they're the true criminals.

Then make Chiaki and Hajime's friendship being the One escape from it, especially as more and more of his peers succumb, the nice boy who shares his lunch is said to have been driven into debt. The loving couple split apart because one of them didn't score high enough on a grade and got expelled. The guards put the boy that sits in front of him in a hospital because he got lost and entered into a main course area and argued back about his right to be there. The class president gets withdrawn and mean after a tongue lashing for trying to do something kind and help. The only true anchor Hajime gets that doesn't get ripped away just a bit later is Chiaki as the Reserve Course is by design completely and utterly unstable, which further cements that need to get out. Chiaki is his one anchor he gets left with as everyone else says he doesn't deserve any anchor at all.

I just think the impact of The Parade and then mass suicide would be better if instead of just faceless blue people, they all had designs, personalities, quirks, if we got to understand and care for them as people, the Most Tragic Event never happens without the Reserve Course, they should be some of the most important characters, but they're mostly forgotten despite it being their riot and their protest and their suicide that fuels EVERYTHING, they should have been what got expanded on, and I know I talk endlessly about the untalented plight in this series but goddammit it's interesting! Give me more reserve course characters! Expand on the catalyst to the entire plot! Expand on your critique on how the school system handles people!

[aparticularbandit]

The way Nagito is asked Can you hear me? when you switch into his POV in Case 4.

The way Hajime is asked the same thing by Chiaki when you return to his.

The way that Monika has one of the hidden poems that only says CAN YOU HEAR ME in all caps, and the way that the first thing she says when you are able to hear her is Can you hear me? even though she has no way of knowing if you ever will or not.

The way the Narrator in The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe says It's different when you press the skip button. You'd think it wouldn't be because I'm still rambling, but I need you to be listening, I need you to hear me. It's how I know that I'm not fiction.

[hxpefulmuses]

@despairfound Asked:

025, an empty balcony while a party goes on inside.

Hajime was wearing his best tuxedo as he leaned over the railing of the balcony. He was holding a drink in hand after he had pulled away from the party.

He just needed a breather for a few minutes and to not be passed around like the newest novelty due to his newly acquired talents as one 'Izuru'.

"At least the night is halfway over." He said as he smiled to himself before he brought the glass up to his lips to sample once more.

[jcurneysend]

"...Chiakis been stuck in her room muttering something about 'Fall guys' and 'Final Fantasy' for some reason..?"

Weird. Still, Hajime scratches his cheek in thought- wondering if he should step in and make sure she at least eats today.

[shsl-ainanamichiaki]

peek-a-boo!

kitty

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

Shuichi with the other protags is funny because in my view essentially the one hyper empathy in a crowd of low empathies and I think that has possibility for some hilarity

Everyone: this is my emotional support mass murderer

Shuichi: yours are all going on character arcs about how they were forced into a life of murder against their will and finally is gaining the strength to fight against this system as well right

Makoto remembering how the literal only thing from stopping Syo is a promise she made with her crush and he’s just okay with that: wellll it’s okay because she pinkie promised but she is utterly unrepentant

Komaru also thinking about Syo: just because you can’t accept her atrocities doesn’t mean I can’t, I think it’s hot of her to try and kill a man in front of me for my honor

Hajime: I’d like to say we are all on that course but SOME OF US, KOMAEDA, ARE BEING REALLY ABSTINENT THAT MURDER IS BAD, KOMAEDA but we’re on a deserted island now so who cares honestly

Shuichi sweating: I well, if you think you have that handled I guess?

[aparticularbandit]

Plus I appreciated that one moment of genuine confusion from Alter Ego Junko when Hajime basically went all Goku at the end there, like some actual concern, just for a moment: I’d like to imagine internally she was thinking ‘Izuru, you okay there buddy?’ because what happened with Hajime then was kind of like if a fountain pen decided it was a water fountain, like you do a double take at that.

I feel like there was another ask that was meant to go before this one? This feels like a continuation of something else I didn't get? So sorry if I don't...have the other one?

Alter Ego Junko out here waiting for Izuru to show up after having never even once met Hajime and instead of Izuru breaking through and being her bestie again, Hajime goes all Super Saiyan and there's no Izuru at all.

How unfort. She would have liked to see the two Hopes meet each other. Hajime's just. not the same. (Junko pouting.)

[shsl-ainanamichiaki]

the DUO THE DUO THE DUO THE DU

hello hinanami nation i have an offering

[hxpefulmuses]

[ scared ] [muse of your choice?]

@gloomgheist

Non-verbal

"I really didn't see you there!" Hajime said as he dropped his messenger bag. He would have dropped his coffee cup too if it hadn't been for catching it mid air in his hand before it got a chance to hit the ground.

He had walked into a firm wall of a person, but quickly backed up so that he could apologize profusely with a bow or two.

"I'm sorry!" He really didn't see why he was apologizing since honestly the individual with moss colored hair had been so silent that Hajime hadn't noticed him at all.

He had been frightened by how soon the male came out of nowhere a bit too.

[jcurneysend]

@ultfan liked for a lyrical starter! Song Used: All eyes on me, Bo Burnham.

"Are you feeling nervous, Komaeda?"

Hajime had to question, noticing Komaeda's hesitance. The others seemed fine, and yet.. here Komaeda was, staying behind and observing these Ultimates in their activity. Hajime stuck behind.. for some odd reason that grasped at his head, squeezing it slightly. A lingering pain of a memory long forgotten, much like his talent. Though, he noticed Komaeda twitching his hand, his gaze elsewhere, as Hajime moves to remark.

"If you wanna talk, I'm all ears."

Hajime'll at least provide that. After all, maybe Komaeda was just.. nervous about how this island life turned into a deadly life. God knows Hajime was feeling the same.

[dansconcepts]

Balloons

A (not so) little Komahina drabble with a Kyouko (and hints of Naegiri) preamble based on this interaction from the Danganronpa Summer Camp game (and yes I 100% bought it and for full price because I'm really silly but I'm so committed for the interactions like JSKAJSKSKA I want them to be happy so bad):

Hajime: You make the flower petals like this, attach the stem… and there ya go, done! Kyouko: Huh, you're surprisingly dexterous. Kyouko: Would you mind if I took this flower? Hajime: Sure, no problem at all. Kyouko: Thanks. Keep up the good work. Kyouko exits. Hajime: I know it's a fake flower, but… giving it to a girl is still kinda embarrassing. Hajime: And to Kyouko, no less. I hope she doesn't tell the boys that she got it from me…

The detective thumbs at the rubbery material, indeed appreciating Hajime’s workmanship. He truly does seem capable of plenty, even if it was like a jack of all trades. But oftentimes is better than a master of one. She retorts her silent conjecture. And indeed, it shows in the way his determination seems to spark around people who are motivated in their passions.

It is just like the creation of this flower. The happy yellow it sprouts reminds her of a certain classmate. She has no need to act coy to herself, it is prevalent to her that her emotions have strayed to a place she never anticipated them to go.

Makoto Naegi, the Ultimate Luck. He has shown time and time again he was more than such a title. Every time he asks questions, remarks on a viewpoint she hadn’t considered, provides patience and calmness when she is unable to compose herself quickly enough… he was endearing and dependable, the type that she can’t help but be drawn to in the midst of the chaos that was her detective duties.

Perhaps she will present this flower to Makoto. It may not be overly affectionate, but she knows Makoto enjoys small acts with messages as simple as “being thought about”. It’s an idea to scoff at, with his easy going personality being the most digestible compared to her fellow classmates. He is, quite often, considered by everyone as the de facto leader of their class the moment he stepped up in second year. His development was quite admirable and impressive. Everyday, he will be greeted by everyone and talked to in one way or the other.

In that sense, it is easier to dismiss his more anxious side, melancholic and self-loathing. Although caring for others is not very easy for her despite the strides being taken by her classmates, there is something about Makoto that makes her feel adequate in giving him an ear to listen to rather than forcing physical affection.

“Kirigiri?” A soft voice pushes through her reverie. Lavender eyes trail up to stark white hair, and a more casual outfit than she has ever seen him wearing. It reflects the setting of the festival however, and she endeavours to say as much-

“I apologize for interrupting you with my presence. I know you must have more important matters than looking upon trash like me,” Kyouko’s mouth closes. Nothing has prepared her to treat this sudden situation. She is aware of Komaeda’s low self-esteem and the way it manifests, but she has never been on its receiving end and is uncertain how to proceed. Komaeda continues on regardless, “I saw this flower balloon had flown out of your hands and I managed to get it back in one piece. How lucky!”

Indeed, in his hand is the yellow flower balloon that she must have let go of during her musings. She takes it from him and nods. “Thank you Komaeda.”

He beams. “Oh, it’s no trouble at all, I’m very happy to help. It’s really the least I could do for an Ult- for such an admirable person.”

She notices the intentional slipping of the word “Ultimate”, but does not make any move to indicate her recognition of it. Clearly, it was a habit of his he was trying to stop, if his behaviour is any indication.

“Although," Komaeda says, "I did find it strange you had a balloon with you.”

“Hinata is the one making them. Although his repertoire was limited, he does what he offers quite well.”

The Ultimate Lucky student hums, turning his head back in the direction of where Hinata’s table was. “Really now? How fascinating.” He looks to the ground, and she wonders what he is pondering about.

She remembers seeing them together often, albeit in passing. She notes that their position relative to the celebration is quite distant, out closer to the beach, but still close enough to see most of the attractions. Hmm… “From what I observed, he still has about half a package of balloons left. I’m quite certain you can get one from him.”

Kyouko studies the way Komaeda turns to her warily. She has a hunch now though, and she states, “He would gladly give you one, regardless of what occurs. I think he will appreciate a more familiar presence supporting him.”

Some emotions seem to dart across Komaeda’s face, but she cannot process them all in time before it settles. He sighs. “Ah, I suppose you figured me out. As expected of the Ultimate Detective!” He praises. She sees the way he glances back to the festival tents. “I suppose I can pay a friend a visit.”

She allows herself a smile, hoping it comes off as encouraging. “Good luck.”

He laughs. “I sure hope I'll have it.”

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Nagito hugs himself loosely, clutching onto the soft fabric enveloping him as he walks past stands and tents. He looks around, biting his lip. A sigh inevitably escapes, much like his resolve always does.

He listens. Chatter, laughter- so much, so loud... But no cries or sobs. No cracks of wood or thumps of metal. And most thankfully, no screams. Regardless, he checks around him anyway. His presence here can change so many things. He can bring so much despair just by simply existing. Why did he possibly come in here again?

A glimpse of spiky brown hair and a familiar tie fills his vision. Right. It always traces back to Hajime.

The Reserve Course student goes to finish up shaping a red balloon into a flower, and hands it over to the Ultimate Astronaut, although his name escapes him. He can hear the “Awesome!” all the way from where he's standing, which is kind of impressive. The man makes his way to the Ultimate Caregiver, who he immediately tries giving the flower to. She looks pleased. Yet, she shouts “Do you want to die!?” so maybe he misread her?

Nagito turns back to Hajime, who’s already gesturing to him to come over. “Hey!” He smiles. “Didn’t expect to see you here!”

He frowns. “I know that my presence isn’t deserved around U-.”

“Okay, shut the fuck up. You know I’m just glad you’re out here. How are you enjoying it so far?”

“Ah. What if I said I only came to see you?” He can’t help but tease. Hajime’s ears, as predicted, turn red.

“You can’t be serious. Out of everyone else?” that are Ultimates isn't spoken, but heavily implied.

“Now who’s the one who needs to stop talking about status?” He teases.

“H-hey! I didn't even say anything!” Hajime coughs. “I know what you’re doing. Don’t change the subject.”

Nagito hums. “I’m not joking though, I did come here because of you. Kirigiri told me you made her flower balloon and I just had to see what that was about.”

Upon sharing that info, Hajime averts his gaze, clearly blushing. How interesting…

He feels tempted to smirk, but doesn't in favour of sounding noncommittal, “Something wrong about what I said, Hajime?”

“Nope, nothing.” He trails off. “…You don’t think she’s told anyone else, do you?”

Nagito crosses his arms. Why would Hajime care? Is he embarrassed? How silly. He eyes the bag of balloons and lets out an amused puff. “Well, it certainly benefitted you if she did, considering you’ve emptied the whole bag.” The sigh escapes him before he can stop it. He didn’t even realize he wanted a balloon before it was taken away.

Just his luck. How disappointing.

“Huh?" Hajime asks. "It’s empty?”

He swiftly lifts the bag. "Aha!" He calls out triumphantly. Turns out, under the opaque portion of the packaging sits a deflated green balloon.

Nagito grins. “How lucky!”

Hajime responds with a smirk. He adds as much air as possible to the balloon, and when satisfied, says, “Alright, I know you’re going to make fun of me, but I can only manage a flower and a dog. Which one do you want?”

Although he probably would’ve been quick to tease Hajime about his skills “befitting a Reserve Course student”, the mention of a dog makes the words freeze on his tongue.

“A dog would be nice.” Nagito admits.

“Oh, sure.” Hajime says, a little disconcerted by the honesty, and his eyebrows are furrowed. Adorable. He doesn’t know how Hajime isn’t an Ultimate. In a way, he almost likes that he isn’t.

Within a few minutes of tanned hands twisting and turning rubber, he is finally presented with a cute little dog.

The ends of his lips tug upwards. He gently grabs the balloon, being extra careful to transport it into his arms.

“This is wonderful.” He says breathily.

Hajime looks at Nagito, bemused. “Your eyes are sparkling. I’ve never seen you so happy.” And almost as if it was an afterthought, he adds, “It looks good on you.”

What? “H-huh?”

“It seriously can’t be that surprising. It’s… nice to see you happy. Not that you don’t already look nice! You tied your hair and even wore a jinbei for the festival. You’re looking pretty good.”

The lucky student just stares at Hajime, who grows steadily more red under the gaze. The Reserve Course student swipes his hand through the air, as if that'll somehow dispel the flurry of thoughts going through his head. “Alright, what’s with that look?”

“I’m glad you think I look ‘good’, Hajime." He starts, "I wasn’t trying to impress anyone, much less someone like yourself, but I see your eyes would be more used to seeing trash in your everyday life and thinking it’s beautiful.”

Hajime stares him down. “Nagito, anyone at this camp would agree you’re good-looking. And I know you’re just saying that shit about me being a Reserve Course because you’re spiraling a little bit.” Ah. He looks at the ground. “Hey, it’s fine. We kinda talked about this, remember? I know we’re friends.”

He doesn’t reply. How could he? To be read so easily…

A warm hand grabs his shoulder. His gaze immediately whips to Hajime's face. “D-don’t think too much about this." A flustered Hajime spits out. "Let’s just go. We’re going around and enjoying this damn festival together.”

How is Hajime Hinata real?

“Is this your way of getting a date, Hajime?” He says playfully instead. “You could have just asked, you know. I’m sure Chiaki- or anyone else really- would not have declined.”

Hajime gives a raised eyebrow at the mention of Chiaki, but doesn’t seem to press it. Instead, he goes, “I’d rather be here with you, to be honest. I said it already, but it’s nice to have you out here. I might as well enjoy it while I can.”

Nagito shuts up at that. While judging Hajime the whole time, his face isn't any better, probably looking crimson at this point.

“And you dropped this.” Hajime waves the green balloon dog that ended up in his hands. The Ultimate blinks, surprised he had let go of it. However, the wind picks it out of Hajime’s hand and starts carrying it on its currents.

“Shit!” Hajime exclaims. He jumps, but it flies out of his reach.

“Fuck! I’m sorry Nagito, I didn’t mean to lose it.”

He easily waves it off with a chuckle. “No, it’s alright. Besides, you could always make another one.”

“I mean, honestly, this was pretty fun." Hajime admits, "I wouldn’t mind doing it again…”

And Hajime trails off, and he knows exactly why, considering he’s leaned in in that cutesy way he’s seen girls in dramas do. He smirks at Hajime’s bewildered face. While amused, he backs off, as if it was merely an accidental brush.

He sends him an innocent smile. Olive eyes narrow in response, but they face forward again in silent acceptance. It would be quite impressive, if Hajime’s face wasn’t flushed.

“There’s a restaurant here. You’re coming with me.”

He nods happily.

Things could always be worse because of my luck, but for some reason I feel like, perhaps, I'll be okay. But can I hope? Do I dare hope?

Nothing hurts more than hope getting crushed.

…But maybe…

Maybe this is worth it.

[shsl-ainanamichiaki]

The KamuNami song ever </3

“I made a point to burn all of the photographs

She went away, and then I took a different path.

I remember the face, but I can't recall the name

Now I wonder how Whatsername has been„

[r-riri]

list of muses

haikyuu

Shōyō hinata Tobio kageyama Daichi sawamura Kōshi sugawara Ryūnosuke tanaka Kei tsukishima Yū nishinoya Asahi azumane Tadashi Yamaguchi

Kenma kozume Tetsurō kuroo Morisuke yaku

Tōru oikawa Hajime iwaizumi

Kōtarō bokuto Keiji akaashi

Watatoshi ushijima Kenjirō shirabu Satori tendō Eita semi

Shinskue kita Rintarō suna

attack on titans

Levi Ackerman

Armin arlert Connie springer Jean kirstein

my hero academia

Izuku midoriya Katsuki bakugou Denki kaminari Ejirio kirishima Shoto todoroki

Shouta aizawa

Tamaki amajiki

Hitoshi shinso

Tomura shigaraki

one piece

monkey d luffy roronoa zoro nami usopp sanji vinsmoke nico robin

trafalgar d water law

shanks

mihawk

yugioh

yusei fudo jack atlas crow hogan

demon slayer

obanai iguro

percy jackson

percy jackson leo valdez annabeth chase

black clover

luck volita

nacht faust

nozel sliva fuegoleon vermillion

shadow and bone

kaz brekker

Nikolai Lantsov

dr stone

senku ishigami

moriarty the patriot

louis moriarty

blue lock

hyoma chigiri

sae itoshi

windbreaker

hayato suo kiryu mitsku

ren kaji

if requesting, i am happy to do other characters within these show, only if asked politely please and thank you.

i will update this list as i watch and get comfortable with different shows

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

Too much soft Hinanami, need more "CHIAKI WHATS IN YOUR MOUTH, CHIAKI, CHIAKI GET BACK HERE, SPIT IT OUT, CHIAKI!"

[aparticularbandit]

....

In carrying on the themes of naming and renaming, Hajime gets to give himself a new name when he joins the Hope family.

Because he doesn't want to be Flaw anymore.

So he names himself Shield Rescue, because that's how he sees himself.

Which.

Junsuke.

—

(To be fair - and I need to go back and change this - right now he's not really hearing names as names. He's hearing them as what those names mean.

So he doesn't hear Hajime; he hears Flaw; he calls himself Flaw, Injury.

He doesn't hear Miki; he hears Beautiful Hope.

He doesn't hear Junko; he hears Shield Child.

He names himself Shield Rescue because he wants to be a protector - specifically of Mikan - not realizing that. he just portmanteaued Junko and Yasuke's names.)

[hxpefulmuses]

@despairfound Asked:

[ GOODBYE ] for a hug before one muse leaves.

(For Hajime. Now you can suffer :> )

"Are you alright, Komaeda?" Hajime's voice was unsure as he spoke to the other male who was wearing that green jacket that he had come to consider as a trademark for him.

The sudden embrace had taken him aback as it was seemingly out of nowhere, and had perhaps lingered just a little too long. To add insult to injury... He found himself enjoying how Komaeda felt against him in that briefest of moments.

"Don't let whatever anyone else said get to you, alright?" Slowly his hand moved up to brace against the fluffy-haired male's back. He didn't want him to pull away just yet.