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I don’t be postin a lot but I made a dangan discord for shits and giggles if anyone wants to join I know like two people follow me so I’m doin tags

DM me for link!

#danganronpa #danganronpa goodbye despair #danganronpa killing harmony #nagito komaeda #kokichi ouma #junko enoshima

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I’ll make a terrible protagonist.

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midnight post

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i’m just gonna say it again: the ndrv3 anthology comics is some of the greatest oumasai shipping fodder i’ve ever seen

l o o k

shuichi’s interest in getting to know kokichi is amazing

kokichi calling shuichi out for using miu’s device and wanting shuichi to figure out his lies without the device like c’mon that’s amazing (kokichi’s grin is gorgeous i’m dead)

shuichi hiding from this tennis chaos behind kokichi’s chair after being prompted by kokichi? g l o r i u s

and kokichi “saving” shuichi from “attempted” murder? aahsjckodkend god i love them

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//platonic //chishimondo

imagine Chihiro, Ishimaru, and Mondo are giving a presentation in class. As Ishimaru begins to lecture, Mondo tries to get the power point on Chihiro’s laptop to work but instead of opening up the right program he opens up a video file that contains the three of them singing along to some embarrassing songs. Chihiro rushes over to close the window, but their computer freezes on a frame where Ishimaru is sobbing, Chihiro is in the midst of a sneeze, and Mondo is holding a hairbrush passionately like a microphone. Ishimaru is mortified, the class is laughing hysterically, and the teacher angrily instructs them to sit down.

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Tickling...?

(So, here’s some Chishimondo tickling (romantic or platonic, you can decide) to fill Dangan Ronpa requests! This is somewhat based on my headcanon that Ishimaru didn’t grow up with a very playful childhood, and as a result isn’t that familiar with tickling, even though he’s heard of it before.

A warning, though, that there is a major spoiler for Trial 2 of the game and anime here, so proceed with caution if you haven’t gotten that far.)

“Nononono! Mondooohahahaha! No fahair! Thahahat’s cheating!” Chihiro squealed as the biker’s fingers suddenly dug into his sides.

Too distracted by the tickling, Chihiro’s grip on the game controller loosened, and it dropped to the floor. A moment later, GAME OVER flashed on the TV screen, under it a score of 2541.

Mondo pulled back is a smug grin, finally letting Chihiro breathe. “Well…looks like you couldn’t beat my score after all.”

Chihiro fixed him with a glare, though it was undermined by the smile still present on the programmer’s face. “I’m going to get you back for that later,” he pouted.

Letting out an incredulous laugh, Mondo wrapped his left arm around the smaller boy, pulling him closer to his side before tickling Chihiro’s ribs with his right hand. “Maybe next time, kid,” he smirked.

“NyaAAAH! Stahahap! Thihihis isn’t funnyyyyahahaa!” Chihiro squirmed in Mondo’s hold, to no avail.

“I dunno, I think it’s pretty funny.”

His fingers shifted to Chihiro’s stomach, making the programmer squeak, then fill the air with bubbly giggles.

“C-cut it ahahahahout! Plehehease stahahap!”

It was right about then that the third member of their trio decided to join them.

“KYOUDAI! What are you doing to Chihiro?!”

The biker turned to face Ishimaru, his hands not halting in their actions for even a moment.

“What? I’m just tickling him! Nothing wrong with that, right?”

Ishimaru quirked an eyebrow in response. “Tickling…?”

At this, Mondo focused on the hall monitor completely, finally allowing Chihiro to breathe. While the programmer panted gratefully, Mondo addressed Ishimaru, a look of bewilderment on his face.

“You…you do know what tickling is, right?”

Ishimaru straightened indignantly. “Of course I do! I’m not an imbecile! I’ve just..never actually..seen it.” He looked away, awkwardly bringing up a hand to rub the back of his neck.

Mondo stared blankly at the younger boy, unsure what to say. It was then that Chihiro, finally recovered from his previous ticklish ordeal, chose to chime in.

“So, does that mean you’ve never been tickled before?”

Ishimaru glanced up for a moment, then shook his head.

“..and you don’t know whether or not you’re ticklish?”

Same answer.

Chihiro nudged Mondo, meeting the larger male’s eyes when he turned around. It only lasted a second, but it was long enough.

They nodded, and then they pounced.

“Wha-?!”

The hall monitor’s exclamation was cut short as he was knocked to the ground. Before he could assess his situation, two sets of hands descended on him, one pair attacking his torso, a smaller pair scratching under his arms.

“St-stahaHAHAHAHA! WHAHAHAT ARE Y-YAHAHA!”

Unfamiliar with the strange sensation, Ishimaru was unable to control himself, immediately busting up with unrestrained laughter and squeals.

Holding Ishimaru’s arms down with his legs, Chihiro leaned forward to tickle the vulnerable area, applying extra pressure to scratch the skin through the hall monitor’s jacket. Based on Ishimaru’s constant attempts to jerk his arms down, it was working.

Seated on Ishimaru’s thighs, Mondo unbuttoned the bottom of the hall monitor’s jacket, allowing direct access to his bare skin. Slipping a hand underneath the fabric to spider fingers over Ishimaru’s belly, the biker grinned when the other male’s screeching intensified.

“NAHAHAHA! D-DOHON’T! I-I CAHAN’T- GAHAHA!”

It was only when Ishimaru’s face had turned completely red, tears streaming down his cheeks, that his friends finally decided to have mercy on him.

After a few minutes of quiet, Ishimaru’s tired gasps for air the only sound to be heard, the hall monitor got up from the ground, quickly fixing his jacket. With an angry huff, he faced the others with a red-eyed glare.

“Never do that again!”

Mondo chuckled, moving next to Ishimaru to teasingly ruffling his hair. “Sorry, but no promises, kyoudai.”

Ishimaru focused his glare solely on the biker for a moment, before he had a thought.

“Kyoudai, are you ticklish?”

The taller boy sputtered for a moment, taken aback by the question. “W-what? Of course not! Guys like me can’t be ticklish!”

“Liar!” Chihiro exclaimed. “You’re even worse than I am! In fact…I bet I’m not the only one who wants to get you back now..”

He looked at Ishimaru from the corner of his eye, the hall monitor returning his gaze.

Once again only a second passed, before Mondo was taken down by two smaller bodies.

Deep, booming laughter filled the room but a moment later.

(Alright! First tickle fic in quite a while! I hope it was alright, since I’ve never actually written for Dangan Ronpa before. Feel free to tell me what you thought!)

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大和田サンド!

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wanna know my fav ot3 so far??

this,,

for real tho, chishimondo is so wholesome wth,,

art by me, please don’t steal!!

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Never leave me alone for too long or ill send you Ishimaru/Ishimondo/Chishimodo headcanons till you respond

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I was going through some old folders and found an old collection of official chishimondo photos!

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I drew a sequel to my other thing

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Usually

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dr spencer reid • from baby ↠ daddy real quick😈

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me, while watching Good Omens: MAKE IT GAY

me, listening to the soundtrack throughout: yesyesyesYesYEsYESYESYES

me, at the end: COWARDS

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I was really expecting a final ep where aziraphale goes back to heaven and Crowley to hell or something that requires them not being together again but The end was so beautiful, they having dinner at the ritz like aziraphale suggested years ago. Both making heart eyes at each other I just died. I love them. I love my celestial husbands. My cutie babies. My idiots.

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When will someone do an Ineffable Husbands super cut of the miniseries so I can mainline the good shit?

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In honor of the release of the Good Omens TV series, I present to you all my Good Omens inspired grad cap!!