#yumeshira

[brightestlulu]

might just be the yuri ever

[delusionalmage]

good morning everyone

[askdangancanonanddanganfanon]

Are you keeping this relationship private or open?

Well, we’re not keeping it a secret, but...an open relationship?

Maybe we can get Tenko to stop hating men.

I thought you didn’t like her like that?

That might change when she wakes up. She’s nice and super pretty.

She is, underneath her hatred of men...

Kaede is also nice and pretty...

Yeah, yeah. Come on, let’s get back to the others...

[holy-shit-dangan-ronpa]

Stop saying Tenmiko is canon, it's not.

[negaigotoansanburu-blog]

I was in a tenmiko mood so I decided to do a 30 minute drawn angst comic, well here it is, not sure how accurate it is but oh well ,,,

[diarmuiduaduibhne]

(based on this post)

Still not too sure if my Tenko voice is all that great. What do you guys think?

[holy-shit-dangan-ronpa]

hello i am here to inform you all that tenmiko is in fact canon. my father who works at sc told me (staying anonymous so they dont find out who i am). we can all go home now and enjoy our lesbians thank you

[holy-shit-dangan-ronpa]

Just askin' (and not dissing you or anything, btw), but why do you loathe hetships so much, like the thought of Tenko or Himiko being in a het ship? I mean, even in V3 it was never implied that Himiko is gay for Tenko, but rather sees her as a precious friend.

Himiko: mmm… I can take it… I’d rather not tho

Tenko: I am sharpening my knife as we speak. I will not strike, for I have good resolve. I hide among the bushes, eyeing your every move.

[holy-shit-dangan-ronpa]

vent fic

Tenko's hair is down. She's been looking absolutely everywhere online for idol concert tickets for the past hour. She feels a rub against her back. 

"H-Himiko-chan?" 

 Yumeno doesn't say anything. Her hand combs through Tenko's hair lazily, separating it into strands. Tenko can hear her breathing, but she's too far to feel it on the back of her neck. 

"...What do you want me to do?" 

 Yumeno darts her eyes to the pounds of chemistry homework she's been putting off for weeks. She looks back to Tenko's hair, twisting a piece in her finger. 

"...I don't know." 

 It's then when she recognizes that Tenko's speech pattern had suddenly vanished - not a "Tenko," but a "me." 

 "Do you want me to tell you it's okay?" Tenko asks. She's stopped navigating the website, but she makes no move to turn her head. Himiko-chan is thinking, and she needs to play with Tenko's hair in order to think. 

"I don't know what to do," Yumeno says, thinking about the three packets she has left. She doesn't know what to do. A notification sounds from Tenko's computer. 

"Ah, Tenko has practice with Akamatsu-san..." 

Yumeno lets go of Tenko's hair as she stands up. There's no exchange between them as Tenko puts on her sneakers, lacing them up in mere seconds. She hears Iruma laughing from far-off. "See you later, Yumeno-san," she says. 

The use of the last name strikes her heart. She falls against the bed, wishing she had to strength to swallow a pound of nails. Her eyes are wet, her face is red. She wishes, just for a moment, that she were dead.

[holy-shit-dangan-ronpa]

quick tenmiko post

this is mahoutsukai hajimemashita

it means I’ve Become A Magician!

It is sung by Sora Tokui, Tenko’s VA

and its about spreading magical smiles

do with this what you will

[holy-shit-dangan-ronpa]

Yumeno Tobira

Suddenly hit with fic insp. No spoilers. Enjoy!

Alternate Title: Himiko tries to escape her gay thoughts but it doesn’t work

Chabashira Tenko.

Tenko Chabashira.

Ten•ko Cha•ba•shi•ra.

Cha•ba•shi•ra Ten•ko.

The name has a nice ring to it. It flows off the tongue. How she got a last name like “Chabashira” is a mystery she honestly doesn’t bother worrying about, but keeps in the back of their mind.

They’re great friends.

She remembers talking to her over tea the first day. Tea’s never quite been her thing, but it tasted decent, and gave her an excuse not to talk.

“Tenko thinks magic is uber cool! Can Yumeno-san show Tenko a trick?! Please?”

In response, the magician chuckles.

“Scoot over here, will ya?”

She does so.

She places her right hand behind Tenko’s left ear, and snaps her fingers with her left.

She brings a shiny golden coin in front of Tenko’s eyes. The taller girl’s eyes sparkle in dumbfounded joy, and the magician can’t help but smirk again.

“Yumeno-san is super talented!”

“T'was just a basic trick, nothin’ more,” she replies, pocketing the coin.

They then go back to their rooms.

They started talking every day. Yumeno knows when the dining hall is clear, and she’ll message Tenko’s ElectroID so they can talk.

“Tenko thinks Yumeno-san is a bit too pale! Tenko will stretch with Yumeno-san!”

It’s not very fun, but Tenko guides her through it.

Some lunges, arm stretches…

She’s only just barely able to graze her nails against the upwards points on her boots.

“Tenko thinks Yumeno-san could become super flexible!”

“Probs not. I’m better onstage than in a ring,” she mutters, a soft shrug following her words.

Tenko instructs her to sit down, and she does. Cross-legged. Tenko leans over, and stretches her hands out in front of her body… Yumeno doesn’t get it.

Tenko takes her hand, in order to have Yumeno follow her.

And when Tenko’s hand grasps hers, she’s enveloped in this mystical sense of safety she didn’t know existed.

Her thoughts are getting weird.

She sits in her dorm, looking at the glow-in-the-dark stars that dot her ceiling.

“Maybe I’ll give Momota a few of these, he’d like ‘em.”

She imagines Tenko sitting next to her.

“Tenko thinks the stars look so pretty!” she yelps, sitting down on the towel.

They sit there together on a grassy hill. There’s a tree behind them, a few of it’s leaves scatter themselves among the stalks of grass as a breeze blows past them. Tenko’s hair dances with the air as she gives Yumeno a smile.

Yumeno puts her head on Tenko’s shoulder.

“No!” the magician shouts aloud, spreading her arms wide. She accidentally pushed her desk lamp into the trash can.

That is a weird thought. You don’t casually rest your head on your best friend’s shoulder.

At lunch the next day, she keeps thinking about what to say. Just some dumb excuse to hold her hand again.

The people are leaving one by one, and soon it’s just them.

“Yo, Tenko,” she mumbles quietly.

“Tenko is close enough to Yumeno-san to use first names?!” she asks excitedly.

Yumeno can’t help but smile when she’s like that. She’s so cute.

“Sure, if ya wanna,” she answers.

“What did Himiko-chan want to ask Tenko?”

“I’m scared.”

She’s a terrible liar. She’ll need to ask Ouma for lessons.

“Do you want to hold Tenko’s hand?”

That is exactly what I wanna do.

“That might help.”

It isn’t as riveting as last time, and there’s no wild fantastic sensation that comes with it, but she can feel her heart flutter whilst she holds her hand.

She is falling so hard, and she can’t stop it.

There has gotta be some non-mushy explanation. Just talk to some of the guys. They might have answers.

“Amami, what is love?”

“Baby don’t hurt me.”

Amami has a Himiko hand-shaped mark on his left cheek for the next few days.

“Ki-bo, what is love?”

“A noun, adjective, or verb used to express intense adoration! Just like how the professor loves me like his own son!”

She sighs.

She wishes she could just fall asleep in Tenko’s arms.

Maybe her chest is soft-

Ew. Ewewewew!!

That’s too much!

Think, think! Someone else! She’s gotta take her mind off Tenko!

How about Angie? She wears her head in pigtails, like Tenko-

Fucking hell!

She knocks on the aikido master’s door. She opens up.

“Himiko-chan! It’s almost nighttime.”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

“What does Himiko-chan need?”

“I’m sick.”

“Uuun… Tenko isn’t good with that stuff.”

“Metaphorically.”

“Ah! Did some awful man ruin your day? Tenko will-”

Yumeno sits on Tenko’s bed. She puts Tenko’s pillow on her lap and pouts.

“Himiko-chan…”

The aikido master sits next to her. She pouts too.

“I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.”

“Himiko-chan is sitting though!”

The magician sticks out her tongue.

Tenko hugs her.

“Tenko will stick with Yumeno until she gets better!”

“You’ll make me sicker.”

The hug ends suddenly. Tenko is pale, and her hands are shaking.

“D-Does Himiko-chan not like Tenko?”

Nonononono, she looks like she could cry…

“I like you a bit too much.”

3…

2…

1…

Tenko takes the pillow on Yumeno’s lap. Her face is burning up as she shoves it into the pillow.

They’re going to be talking for a while.