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↳ [ nagito komaeda + pink flowers packs ] !

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[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

I don't like Mahiru rn. She's...annoying. Her introduction is literally her telling Nagito and Hajime to man up as it's the job of the men to protect the women now. Wanted to punch the screen. Pff, and me the entire time was just like (in both my Nagito and Hajime voices) "Man, too bad I'm gay." LMAO

That's just the entire joke with them. And me and my friend jokingly caressed each other's faces as Nagito and Hajime dkdne.

[kon-konk]

You know what it's almost time for?

That's right. Blind pack Danganronpa keychains

[yawujin]

Hello

So I don't know if you're opposed to writing for the v2 boys but if you aren't

Could you please write v2 boys x s/o who is very hard working so when they get focused they forget to eat or drink water a lot &(if you're comfy trans male reader) they forget to take their binder off and rest.

Thxxxxxxxx

ofc i'll write the sdr2 boys i love them

request | sdr2 boys x an S/O who is hard working

type | react , light hearted , non killing game , established relationship , trans male reader

hajime hinata ♡

respects you for working so hard

always reminding you to take a break

hajime's a good listener so you can go to him to talk about work troubles you have

he secretly daydreams of another life where you two can just relax 24/7 so you do not have to worry so much about work

admires and appreciates all that you do

gets really excited when you finally finish your work for the day

kazuichi souda ♡

he gets it

relates to you bc he has had to stay up late working and fixing things

he learned the hard way that he must always keep water or something to hydrate himself while working

he's lowkey the type to ask "have you eaten yet?"

he cares sm about you

even though sometimes he also forgets to pack some lunch for himself for work lol

you two look out for each other always <3

fuyuhiko kuzuryu ♡

you already know he's the type to text you constantly throughout the day

"you're going to eat right?" "there has to be something in the vending machines there you can buy."

angry texts when you say all you had so far was some crappy instant coffee

even angrier texts when you tell him you're working after hours

always insistant on you taking a break (even if you just started working on something)

"i love you so much and if somehow someday you collapse while working i'll never forgive myself"

gundham tanaka ♡

orders you to stop working and take a break

no seriously, he orders you to take some time off

"the supreme overlord of ice commands you to STOP!"

he demands you come to bed and keep him warm

but first he reminds you to take off your armor (referring to your binder)

you still had it on oops

you just laugh a little bit and change

finally, you both can get some rest after a long day

nekomaru nidai ♡

he reminds you not to push yourself too hard

"it's kind of like training, you must know your limits!"

is willing to make a list for with designated times for breaks in your schedule

gets hyped up when you have a day off so you two can finally have a date/datenight

has a whole lot of respect for you and your ability to push through especially hard days

"just keep it in the back of your mind that i'll always be here if you need me for something, got it?"

ultimate imposter ♡

brings food to you

gently urges you to take a break

hugs from behind while you work

prefers it when you work from home

picks you up from work whenever he can

teruteru hanamura ♡

when you come home, the first thing he does is feed you

he makes all your favorite dishes ofc

he can always tell if you neglected yourself during work hours

"can't fool me, as your boyfriend i know what you need!"

keeps track of your days off incase you try to get a head start in working on something new

"nope sorry! can't have that today. you and i are due for a date at the diner"

sends you positive and encouraging and rather suggestive messages while you are at work

nagito komaeda ♡

very persuasive when he's trying to get you to rest after a long work day

you finally choose rest and nagito over more paperwork you need to sort out

"tomorrow's always there" he reassures you

"oh and, make sure to take that off" he says, looking at your binder

you almost finished changing without doing so

nagito gives you some affirmations while you drift off to sleep

"you work too hard..." he sighs sadly. "goodnight~"

⋆ ˚｡⋆ my ao3

[xenith-eats-stars]

me and my buddy @cartoon-leafe came up with a ton of those “she [X] on my [X] till i [X]” memes, so here’s all of them

under the cut bc it’s a pretty long list

she 5 on my nights till im at freddy’s

she asriel on my photoshop till i flowey

he old on my man till i yaoi

she megalo on my vania till im stronger than you

she W. on my D. till i gaster

she tomo on my dachi till i life

she spring on my lock till i failure

she insane on my clown till i posse

she scott on my pilgrim till i defeat her 7 evil exes

she team on my fortress till i 2

she nagito on my komaeda till her rhinestone eyes are like factories far away

she tally on my hall till im hidden in the sand

she I/ on my Me/ till i Myself

she cicada on my days till i pack my stuff

she ink on my machine till i bendy

she X on my men till i mutate

she dwell in my vault till i fallout

she W on my M1 till i believe in magic

she Jack on my Skellington till im the pumpkin king

she amazing on my digital till i circus

she Honda on my Odyssey till i get chills, theyre multiplying

she Hazbin on my Hotel till i get redeemed

she Monty on my Gator till i wanna rock and roll

she pound my head till im against the kitchen floor

she hammer on my car till i explode

she pyramid on my head till im silent

she dungeon on my dragon till i roll a nat 20

she 9 on my 11 till i never forget

she laplace on my angel till i hurt people? hurt people!

she poké on my balls till i catch ‘em all

she rock and roll on me all night till i party every day

she lady on my bug till im miraculous, simply the best

she Miles on my Morales till im like what’s up danger

she ink on my splat zone till i splashdown

she calamari my inkantation till i stay fresh

she ebb on my flow till i dont get cooked

she anarchy my rainbow till i catch her later

she [[HYPERLINK BLOCKED]] on my [[KEYGEN]] till i become a [[BIG SHOT]]

she birds are singing on my flowers are blooming till kids like you burn in hell

she autism on my spectrum till i disorder

she obsessive on my compulsive till i disorder

she golden on my freddy till it’s me

she appreciate my skeleton till i can feel my mind unweave again

she animation on my meme till i headbop

she Chappell on my Roan till im hot to go

she azumanga on my daioh till i america ya!

she project on my diva till i mega mix

she little on my shop of horrors till i feed her to a plant

she watt on my pad till i lemon

she pop on my team till im epic

she fire on my paw till i alone will save our clan

she legends on my arceus till i make the first pokédex

she ponder my orb till i ruminate

she migrate my coconut till i swallow

she stardew on my valley till i farm

she visit my friend till im the visiterrrr

she my on my little till i pony

she swipe left on character ai till i ask her a question

she Mandela my Catalogue till i will know her greatest fear

she scarlet on my violet till i time travel

she star on my platinum till i the world

she hatsune on my miku till im the #1 princess in the world

she miracle on my musical till im alone at the edge of a universe humming a tune

she harpy on my hare till i bury all her children

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Third Imposter: Nagito Komaeda

Dressed in the green or white space suit

Nagito is the ever-fanatic believer in the hope the crew of the Skeld brings in exploring the vastness of space

Unafraid to gush obsessively about the future that rests on their shoulders

But in the end, the future is in jeopardy as there seems to be an alien imposter

For a while Nagito moves with the majority, searching to find the ones trying to impede their hope

But a new discovery of information puts the imposter’s actions into perspective

Which pit the hope of humanity’s hope and a world that needs to remain hidden for their survival

And suddenly Nagito becomes the two-faced wild card, we all love+ know him to be

Of course, you as a crewmate are naturally put off by this development 

for whatever reason he hones in on you, stalking you while babbling about his happiness for both sides

It's aggravating, so aggravating you’re completely distracted by his behavior to pick up on the underlying intention

The way he and you become alibis for the imposter 

How you’re always able to corroborate Nagito’s testimony

The truth is he’s keeping you close an integral part of humanity’s hope 

the kind of hope intertwined with one another+ with the imposters

Its an honor!

But he knows you might not see it that way

naturally you’re hope is birthed in your ignorance

Now on the other hand, if you’re the imposter 

Suddenly hope in humanity isn’t all that important to him

Or rather he works to save humanity by mixing his hope with yours

More than happy to make little alien babies with you

But there's a problem, since he’s started helping your mission

Apparently you’ve been planning to make your fellow imposter you’re new mate

And while he may have promised not to oust either one of you, he also needs to preserve the hope you’ll have with him

By any means necessary:

You slammed the white-haired human into the wall, easily denting it with your grip around his pale little neck. Fighting the urge to hiss at him in your mother tongue as you released the illusionay colors in your optics. He may know the truth but that doesn’t mean he’s trust worthy. You wish you would’ve thought of this sooner.

“What’s you’re aim, Komaeda!? Why did you let this happen!?”

He continued to smile, unperturbed by the sheer pressure your curled fist had on his throat, More so excitedly enduring it + With simply a look you knew he couldn’t speak, you begrudgingly untightened your hold on him giving him just enough space to struggled to speak for himself. 

“I-if I’m meant to-protect your our+ hope it’s important that one of you not be suspected. T-the last trial r-relied one of your testimonies to be false.”

“Yes. I’m aware but we’ve already prepared the alibi of the automated message. Why didn’t you rely on that!?”

“Then it forces them to look into our testimony even more. One of you would have been discovered eventually and as we discussed it would be him.”

“As we discussed?! We never-”

“It was without you, it was decided you’d be the one to survive.”

At this revelation you dropped him, turning away as he coughed and lovingly caressed the marks left on his neck. Facing the opposite wall with wide eyes full of horrified disbelief. Surely this was another lie…but would you’re partner truly make such a sacrifice. With your heat coming you two had prepared to build your nest on the corpses of this ship; slowly building a pack specialized in hunting the invasive species. Naturally fulfilling your innate desires and serving the people you swore to protect. Would they really make such a sacrifice? And even without the promise of conception? Were they more sentimental in there proposition before?

You felt completely blindsided–a rare thing to feel in your line of work.

“W-what a true sacrifice for hope! As promised I will be the tool for you to birth a new generation of hope!”

You turned back to him, raising your eyebrow at his declaration. He smiled to you a blush overtaking his entire face and ears, eyes swirling with a madness for hope your hope. Nagito spoke, eager to answer the silent question.

“They made me promise it! That I’d satisfy your heat and protect you and the brood that is to come.”

“R-right…”

Thats exactly what happened as Nagito reported it. Now many could say that Nagito is a liar, but he doesn’t think that word used against him is quite accurate. Failing to offer his discoveries to the symbols of hope is simply giving them an alternative guide on their journey for hope. Which is all he’s done now.

“You will reveal yourself to be the imposter.”

It was after the official meeting, where it was decided that Nagito would be their aid. The agreed upon terms specified that with every whole-having alibi, Nagito would take the fall or he would commit obvious sabotages to further distract the crewmates. It was the call of another meeting that had you running off before Nagito and your partner. 

“You will be the stepping stone for the hope of me and (Y/n)’s future as mates.”

“...mates?”

“Our kind have seasons of heightened fertility, we plan to complete our mission by then.”

“I…see…”

“What?! Having second thoughts about helping? Is your desire for hope so weak, you buckle at its glory?”

“Never! I’m ecstatic to be of service to (Y/n) a true giver of hope!”

“Right.”

Your partner had thought his palpable infatuation would ensure his loyalty to you both only to realize as the votes were casted that his future filled with hope was only filled with you. Cursing him and those insipid humans as they doomed him to a death of starvation and darkness. Constantly replaying the madness in Nagito’s eyes as he ushered you from the window, maintaining that wild-card crewmate character. 

If anything Nagito Komaeda was a true imposter. Third, intent on being more than a fellow imposter.

[kelperings]

kelper i heard you wanted kmhn related headcanons. this is kind of that but also its own thing

looks you dead in the eyes. hajime hinata dog coded. do you hear me. do you he’s. he’s a dog he’s puppy dog he *pointing* please do you hear me that’s dogy that’s a DOG th

he’s a german shepherd to me. he’s fiercely loyal to those he cares about, protective. if you come for his family he will attack without remorse or regret, with a booming bark and and sizable bite force, but when he cares about you he is nothing but kind and gentle, soft fur and worried nuzzling. intimidating and rightfully so but a big sweetheart deep down

there’s a police dog metaphor with izuru somewhere— his own loyalty to a corrupt institution used against him, training the soul and love out of him until he’s nothing but a tool, a weapon that immediately and inevitably falls into the wrong hands

but he recovers and postgame he’s a lot like a rescue, cautious and distrusting of new things but still so so sweet and full of love and loyal underneath it all. he may lash out sometimes or be afraid of seemingly random things but he’s getting better and finding happiness and he’s so so overjoyed to be loved and alive.

his classmates are his pack. they’re his family, and he’d do anything for them. he works to keep them fed and safe and healthy, and if he sees you as a threat to them you best believe he’s getting between you, growling and snarling to stay back, sharp teeth bared and ready to defend them.

he wants to be helpful. he does things for people and brings things to people in an effort to make them happy, works very hard to contribute to his pack responsibilities. he needs to help, he needs to be useful.

he craves praise and recognition from others, and gets giddy when he receives it. he relishes appreciation and nothing makes him happier than knowing he’s good, he’s doing a good job, he’s being good, he’s a good boy. he needs to be told he’s good

whenever he’s sick or injured he gets quiet, reserved. he’ll go off somewhere quiet on his own for a bit to get better, and he’s hesitant to tell anyone. he won’t stop anyone from taking care of him, but he’ll insist they don’t have to, and he won’t ask for help unless it’s an emergency.

when he plays he’s energetic, all excited barks and full-body wiggles. zoomies. sometimes he plays a little too rough and someone gets hurt but he always stops afterwards, checking in on them and apologizing and making sure they’re okay before play resumes

to get some komahiners in here he cuddles like a dog too. he likes to rest his head on nagito’s thighs, or his shoulders. sometimes he’ll just walk up to nagito and press himself into his side (doggy hug), and of COURSE he loves when nagito runs his hands through his hair being petted is a universal dog joy

i’m so insane about this. hajime is a DOG do you understand. he’s. he’s a DOG that’s a fkcuhing DOGGGGG he’s a dog can ANYBODY hear me for the love of god hello

I HEAR YOU!!!! I HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR!!!

firm believer in german shepherd hajime hinata i believe that german shepherd hajime hinata and fang hajime hinata are one. same person. its all hajime hinata at the end of the day. the world is hajime hinata.

i have a feeling he’s super uptight after noticing how often he does it, in his classic hajime hinata wayHEY GUYS HOW MANY TIMES CAN I SAY THE NAME HAJIME HINATA IN ONE POST LETS FIND OUT.

but anyways i actually fw this SO INCREDIBLY HARD ILOVE IT. THANK YOU MARZI PLEASE MAKE A MASTERLIST OF YOUR HCS I WILL GLADLY DRAW ANY OF THEM AT WILL. UR HCS GIVE ME LIFE.

[ariespetal]

Nagito with Fanny pack

he LOVES his little fanny pack, it is to carry all of his trinkets

[theamityelf]

(In the Mini THH AU)

Some time after the execution for the fourth trial, Hajime speaks up to say, "So, Nagito. Are you finally going to let Makoto out of your pocket now?" Because usually that's when he'd do it, and give Makoto a chance to talk to the other kouhais about what they've just experienced.

But he looks around and finds that Nagito is long gone.

Back at his cabin, Nagito is running water in his bathroom sink, holding a ruler and thermometer to make sure the water comes to exactly an inch high and isn't too hot or cold. Makoto, standing on the side of the basin, between the faucet and the toothbrush cup, is trying to ask a question, but the running water covers the sound of his tiny voice. He waves for attention, and Nagito turns the water off.

"You still haven't explained why you hid me from the others," Makoto says. "Or what you read in that binder. Or why you've been angry all day."

Nagito scoops him up, mussing his sweat-dampened hair with one fingertip. There's a look in his eyes, and has been at least since Makoto could see his face again, that looks as if he's simultaneously hyperfocused on what he's doing and mentally detached from it. Like he's on autopilot with his eyes firmly on the road.

"I'm sorry it was so uncomfortable in there," he says. "There was no ice in the octagon, and nothing safe to soak a napkin with. I did my best to keep you from my body heat."

"It's fine. Please just tell me what's wrong."

"Maybe...We can read through the binder together later, okay? After your bath." He sets Makoto back down on the basin, turning his back so Makoto can get undressed. He pours a bit of shampoo into the cap of the shampoo bottle for him. "I'm going to hurry and pack our things before the others are back from the execution. Fortunately, they usually linger, and they'll probably want a meal first thing."

"Pack? Where are we going?"

"The beach house on the second island. We're surrounded, here. Even if I blocked off the door and the windows, someone could swim beneath us. There's only one path to the beach house, which makes it a lot easier to protect, and I can grab some diner food on the way so we can hole up until we've decided how to proceed."

"That...I know you said we'll read through what you learned later, but can you just tell me something to explain why you're suddenly so hostile to everyone else?"

"It's just because...they were never what we thought they were. They wasted their potential for hope."

"Wasted their potential...?"

"Hey." Nagito is gripping the edge of the sink tightly. "Once you find out the truth...it's okay if you hate me. I'll still protect you and care for you as best I can, so please don't feel like you have to pretend you aren't revolted."

"...Whatever it is, Monokuma showed it to you for a reason. He wanted to hurt you, and he wanted you to hurt them. We can't let him have that. You understand, right?"

Nagito makes a sound that is very difficult to parse as positive or negative. Almost like a sound Teruteru might make. Almost.

"Earlier, you were talking about all the ways you almost lost me. But, you're not giving yourself credit for the fact that you didn't. You always found me and made sure I was safe and well-taken-care-of. You made sure Hajime would be the one looking after me when you were sick, because you knew that Mikan-"

"Mikan," Nagito echoes. His body, which seemed to be gradually melting as he listened to Makoto's words, suddenly erects itself. "Yes, of course. It also explains why she..." The reminder seems to energize him, in a very unintended way. "I need to pack. I'll be back in just a minute."

When he returns, he has a heavy backpack on his back and a pillowcase filled with various other possessions in one hand. He helps Makoto out of the basin to dry off and get dressed.

"You rushed out before I could finish," Makoto complains.

Nagito kneels so he's at eye-level. "My apologies. But we should really hurry, before we risk running into the others en route. And...it's not fair of me to let you praise me before you know the truth."

Since Makoto has finished getting dressed, he scoops him up.

"Wait, wait! Are you about to put me back in your pocket?"

"I'm afraid so. But do remember that you're more than welcome to hate me for it."

Makoto is nestled gently into Nagito's left breast pocket. There is already a napkin-wrapped ice cube there for him this time, keeping the temperature manageable. He can both hear and feel Nagito's heartbeat. It could very well soothe him to sleep.

"You..." Nagito breathes. Makoto feels Nagito's big hand carefully cupping the pocket he's occupying. "What does it say about me, that the Ultimate Hope makes me desperately want to be selfish?"

Makoto gives an answer, but of course Nagito can't hear it.

He leaves his cabin without another word.

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

I don’t know why they keep making new nagito figures they already peaked with fingers in his ass figure (released a Komaeda figure with a background to the photo that looked very suspiciously like the judgement hall)

In goodsmile's defense this figure wasn't made by them but also, you're right. PACK IT UP BOYS. WE DONT NEED ANY MORE NAGITO FIGURES.

[flyingwargle]

sunaosa week day 7: past / future

suna stands in the center of his living room, hands on his hips, surrounded by boxes. after a long and successful volleyball career, it’s time for him to hang up his court shoes, fold the compression sleeves, and frame the jerseys. his retirement press conference went without a hitch, and so did his farewell party with ejp. all that’s left is to pack up his apartment, and move everything to his new home with his husband in hyogo.

it's the start of a new chapter.

osamu is in the kitchen, carefully wrapping the glassware in newspaper and old copies of volleyball monthly. he straightens to stretch his back, suna watching out of the corner of his eye. “everything good over there?” he asks.

“yeah. where are ya gonna donate these?”

“probably the nearby restaurants. “i’ll bring the cups to ejp.” they were always short on coffee mugs in the lounge, and most of his are in good condition. “washio said he’ll take the pots and pans, komori will take the air fryer, and nagito wants the blender.” osamu insisted they’ll buy everything new for their kitchen, which is why most of it is being pawned off.

“i put the pots’n’pans in a box fer him. he can just take it whenever.”

suna nods, then surveys the living room. they’re taking his tv, but donating the coffee table, couch, porch chairs, and shelves. the books and pictures are already packed, accolades safely wrapped and sealed. the bathroom is packed too, towels tossed with his clothes, toiletries spent. all that’s left is his bedroom.

it’s surprisingly cluttered, despite how little he brought with him. leading up to his retirement, he donated most of his training gear, along with clothes that no longer fit. he prepares a box and starts going through his desk drawers, filled with old receipts, invoices, contracts, and documents. osamu joins him, recycling bin in hand. “thought ya might need this.”

“thanks.” suna inspects each piece of paper before tossing it, just in case. osamu continues to pack the clothes in another box, an effort that suna abandoned halfway for a change of pace. they work quietly, until–

“hey, rin. look at this.”

suna turns around. osamu has a wrinkled envelope in hand, his name addressed on the front. it’s sealed shut, so he fetches a pair of scissors from the kitchen to slice it open. “did ya write me a love letter at one point?”

“actually…”

inside are three folded pieces of paper. osamu stares at the first page – specifically, the date. “ya wrote this…five years ago?”

he nods, joining him on the floor. “yeah.”

“were ya gonna send it ta me, or…”

“i was, but…well, you know what happened.” although many of their friends call them high school sweethearts, they broke up when they were 21, were exes for three years, and then got back together on new year’s on the cusp of the fourth. the reasons for their separation sound amateurish now – they couldn’t handle the distance, they were chasing parallel dreams, they couldn’t, didn’t, wouldn’t make time for each other.

while they were separated, osamu opened three more onigiri miya locations; suna played in the olympics and overseas. osamu won awards for his food and service; suna became sponsored by top brands and corporations. osamu starred in documentaries and television shows; suna was featured in interviews and press conferences.

when they met again during the new year’s party organized by inarizaki alumni, both agreed that it made sense to try again, now that they were older, smarter, better. it led to an engagement. it led to marriage. it led to this.

a life together, walking down a singular path.

“i was in chicago, i think. i felt homesick after eating at a japanese restaurant because their onigiri…reminded me of you.” suna’s arm snakes around osamu’s waist, resting his head on his shoulder to read his own writing, shaky kanji after years of writing mostly english. “i missed you, but i couldn’t tell you, so i…wrote you a letter.”

he remembers that night vividly. his teammates took him there for his birthday, where all the dishes were recipes passed down through the owner’s family. as he ate, all he could think about was home, but what came to mind wasn’t aichi, hyogo, nor shizuoka. instead, it was osamu.

osamu, who would video call him for hours while working in the kitchen. osamu, who would reply to his memes or shitposts with equally cursed content. osamu, who would sleep shirtless so he could absorb suna’s body heat, even in the middle of winter.

when home is a person that you can’t have, what does home become?

osamu flips to the second page. the kanji is messier, strokes uneven, with increasing amounts of hiragana to substitute the characters that suna couldn’t remember how to write. he is quiet, eyes traveling across the lines, pensive. then, he reaches the last page, which only contains a few lines.

when i’m with you, i feel timeless, because my love for you is infinite, no matter the distance or time. i used to fear what the life without volleyball would look like, but i’m not afraid anymore, because i know that it’ll always be with you.

“rin.” a hand finds his, the slim silver band digging into his skin. suna looks into osamu’s eyes, the same as he did on their wedding day, and sees nothing but love in its depths, an endless pool constructed of memories between them, from the first day they met at inarizaki, to now, sitting on his floor among boxes, packing a past to bring into the future.

“i never told ya, but in all those years…i never stopped lovin’ ya, either.” his voice rumbles deep and tight, the telltale sign that he’s holding back tears. “i knew why we had ta do it, but…if i were more selfish, i woulda asked ta keep tryin’, an’ tryin’, an tryin’. yer worth all my effort.”

“i wish we were both more selfish,” suna murmurs. “but look. we made it.” he puts their hands together, matching bands gleaming in the light. “you’re a successful business owner. i had the best volleyball run of my life. and now, we have each other. we’ll always have each other.”

the letter falls as they kiss, enveloped in one another’s warmth. there is one part of the writing where the ink is smudged, paper slightly wrinkled, relics of tears shed for a lost love, now a witness to a love that is eternal, that will light their way through the unknown, that will guide them to a new life.

together.

[rainbow-crane]

Best and worst danganronpa trials/chapters?

Oh gosh, I don't know. There are so many to choose from, and while one trial might be total ass, the rest of the chapter can usually hold it up, or vice versa.

Trialwise, I think the best one is definitely 2-5. There's basically no time lost on petty filler and the Soda horniness, while present, is kept to a minimum. Mechanically, it's a pretty decent one to my memory(Hangman's Gambit excluded but face it, that's always the case). The trial remains engaging all the way through, even if you've already figured out the identity of the traitor, and the performance of each of the involved characters is incredible. I'll never get over Chiaki willingly sacrificing herself in the end, or Nagito's plan to kill all the despair by betraying the class, or the insistence from everyone- Sonia, Soda, Akane, Fuyuhiko- that Chiaki couldn't possibly be it, all unconsciously trying to save her since they couldn't last time. #1 trial for me, always

On the inverse, there are 2 candidates for worst trial, and it depends on what you mean by 'worst.' On the one hand, 2-3 is literally physically impossible. I mean, not only does the provided explanation for Mikan's coverup require a level of speed, focus, and dexterity uncharacteristic of a klutz with a deadly disease, it's also just generally physically impossible given the timeframe. I mean, what, you mean to tell me in the time it took for Hajime to sprint to the immediately neighboring motel, scream for help, and turn to leave, Mikan was able to:

tear a ring of wallpaper away from Hiyoko's corpse

fold it and tuck it into the back room

destroy the camera

break and drop the drumstick

line the doorway with glue and let them shut, with enough time to dry and stick together

sprint back inside the hospital before Fuyuhiko got there

and the infuriating one

WALK the perimeter of the island THE LONG WAY AROUND to meet Hajime and Chiaki outside the motel?

Yeah, I call bullshit. It makes no amount of sense no matter how many times you say it. Also, Mikan is treated like shitty fanservice just generally, so a trial in which she's at the center/is the killer should really center on her reclaiming her agency, especially considering her two victims were a) the girl that wanted to take pics of her whenever she tripped into inappropriate positions, and b) her greatest bully on the island. Instead, the whole trial is just about "woah Mikan was crazy ALL ALONG???? OOoooOooOoOOOoooOO scaaaawy disease thing." Which is just plain fucking lazy. And hell, that execution??? What the fuck is that???? One final parting fanservice gift that NO ONE WANTED? Thanks I hate it.

On the other hand, 1-2 is straight up offensive on multiple angles. The introduction of a blatantly ableist DID stereotype with the confirmation of Toko and Genocide Jack, along with the inherent transmisogyny of Chihiro's story and the way all her agency in the narrative is totally stripped from her is egregious. As a trans person, a person with DID, and/or someone who gives even one shit about either/both types of people, the whole thing just makes you wanna throw up. In that sense, it's worse, but at least there, the murder case itself made logical sense. So ultimately, when push comes to shove, I still say 2-3 is worse. I'll take the one that's only offensive over the one that's offensive AND nonsensical. Doesn't treat its victims or killer with respect at all, offensive execution to any victim of SA, and just a fucking PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TRIAL THE HELL-

In terms of overarching chapter, I'm gonna say 2-4 was the best one imo. I quite like the funhouse motive and the conflict it presents, and I think there's a lot of good packed into the chapter as a whole, both in the progression of the story, character development for all involved parties, and the relationships found in it. I think being forced to slowly drag your way to the Final Dead Room as Hajime is great, and Chiaki saving us later becoming the proof against her is just *chef's kiss*. Fuyukane platonic besties 4 life???? Sign me tf up. The fact they were willing to perspective-shift us to Nagito for part of the investigation was incredible too, I love that shit. Also, there was a statue of Sakura. Real shit.

The worst chapter is 1-3. I do not like 1-3. I do not like their lazy asses not even bothering to let us have FTEs with Kiyondo, I do not like turning Hiro and Hifumi into pathetic little jokes and refusing to do more with them in their own chapter(the flashback of Hifumi thinking SA bad is the bare minimum). I do not like the severe tonal whiplash from the emotional turmoil and dark mystery aspects with the Robo Justice "Stand Tall, Galactic Hero!" overly flashy nonsense. I don't like that this was all they wanted to do with Celeste, who objectively would've had more thematic purpose if they'd let her be an overarching antagonist. Hell, the stageplay understood she had more potential, and that shit severely cuts down and rewrites the content for time!

[drawbauchery]

new theory: it's all been on the bus this whole time, Mikan's clinic in the back of the bus is actually the lobby of an entire hospital, Nagito with both arms and robot Kiibo are just Tsumugi doing really good cosplay

Celeste did get run over by the bus though, that was real

well....pack it in, everyone...cat's outta the bag

[bonni]

back in 2016 or 2017 someone posted a photoset of bill cipher, the wander over yonder guy, nagito komaeda, and princess bubblegum and titled it "cursed kins starter pack" or something and it got a few hundred notes on kinblr and I remember thinking wow I can't believe I'm notorious enough to be up on the board with those legends also I might want to reconsider some of my life choices

[ultimateempath]

DANGAN-WALKERS

I made a Danganronpa Wolfwalkers au! It's not super fleshed out yet, but here's a list of which characters are wolfwalkers in each class and a lil bit about them!

THH Mondo- OG wolfwalker alongside his brother, Daiya died protecting him from an overzealous hunter instead and he's been very protective of those he cares about since then. The Crazy Diamonds + Taka are his pack

Taka- bitten in an incident he doesn't like talking about, hid it from everyone out of shame. Mondo helps him loosen up and teaches him to be proud of his identity, eventually leading to him joining Mondos pack and becoming more confident in himself.

Yasuhiro- OG wolfwalker alongside his mom. Very casual about it, which also helps Taka feel more comfortable with himself. Doesn't really care about making a pack and mostly uses his wolf form to try to catch the scent of valuables.

Byakuya- unknown. refuses to talk about his personal life aside from his family line, doesn't take naps, and alters his scent with expensive cologne. Wolfwalkers in general appear to cause him great discomfort, as he subtly changes the subject when they're mentioned and Kiyoko once caught him with a disturbed expression at the sight of Hiros wolf form. It's unclear if its a trauma response, if he is one himself, or if he's simply bigoted towards them.

SDR2 Nagito- bitten during the harmful portion of his luck cycle shortly before his first day at Hopes Peak. Uncomfortably casual about it and the Warriors of Hope treated his wolf form like a pet dog. He sees the rest of his class as his pack, but a majority of them don't feel the same way.

Hajime- turned during the Izuru experimentation to include the possibility of wolf based talents. He's accepted it and uses it to assist his other wolfwalker classmates better. Sees Fuyuhiko as part of his pack and is one of the few who accepts Nagito as a pack member as well.

Kazuichi- bitten as a child, which only added to his old man's abuse and left him ashamed of his identity. Kept it secret until he met his other wolfwalker classmates and grew more comfortable with himself. His obsession with Sonia dies down significantly once he's more comfortable with himself & grows closer to Gundham and the other wolfwalkers. Insecure and believes he doesn't deserve a pack.

Gundham- OG wolfwalker alongside his mom, dad was not a wolfwalker and left them early on as he didn't accept them as they were. Felt isolated for a very long time until he got into Hope's Peak and met others of his kind, which helped him come out of his shell and loosen up a little. None of his animals are afraid of his wolf form and can sometimes be seen riding on his back. He eventually sees Sonia and Kazuichi as members of his pack.

V3 Gonta- bitten after getting lost in the woods. Very open about it and spends a lot of time in wolf form. Still large and a little intimidating in wolf form, but tends to act more like a giant puppy. Sees the whole class as his pack.

Kokichi- OG wolfwalker, D.I.C.E is his pack. Keeps his identity a a secret and only goes into his wolf form at night to maintain his persona. The only ones who know are the other wolfwalkers, as his scent gives him away.  He tries not to get close with anyone, but the wolfwalkers in his class are particularly determined to get him to open up.

Kaito- bitten during a camping trip with his grandparents, fully embraces his identity as a new way to help others and is loud & proud about it. Sees sidekicks as pack members and is more eager to recruit those who are struggling.

Rantaro- bitten during his adventures and doesn't mind it at all. Goes out on expeditions in wolf form a lot in an attempt to catch his sister's scents and find them faster. Very familial and accepts the other wokfwalkers as his pack, very good at making pack members feel safe and comforted.

[koneko-chan-hai]

First (in forever)

Sorry about the late post! I’ve been particularly busy this week, from doing the last bit of research for my thesis in Japan, to packing up for my return home. But I finally got to draw on the plane.

After Nagito starts living together with Hajime and Haruto, there’s been an hesitance to express physical affection again. Things like kisses or physical intimacy do not happen at first, and not just because of the presence of their toddler. In part, because of Nagito’s feeling that Hajime may have moved on from their relationship, and is thus not interested romantically or physically anymore. For Hajime, it’s the fear of pushing things when Nagito isn’t ready, since it’s only been a short while since he woke up, and him feeling like Nagito wouldn’t be really into him by how his body changed after birth.

It takes time, and things unsaid building up, for them to actually talk one night on the couch, when Haruto has dozed off Hajime’s lap. It feels unreal to the two that they still harbor feelings from the other after all this time. But they’re finally able to reconnect again in the way they both crave.

Thank you for still expressing interest in this post-coma AU! I wish you a nice rest of your week!