#That would hurt but I'd live with it because whoever they chose would be worth it

[owo-shenanigans]

So I'd like to make a request if you okay about it. Can i request something like a headcanons with yours fav male characters, from any Danganronpa game you want, and how they Will react to their s/o being a mastermind(or blackened)?

Of course! This was an absolute BLAST to write, though I teared up a few times :’‘) requests are OPEN!

KAZUICHI, GUNDHAM, AND KIIBO WITH A BLACKENED S/O

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KAZUICHI SOUDA

"No, I have an alibi- I was with Kazuichi!" Your words silenced the others who had begun to gang up on you. The trial was for Sonia's murder. With an unidentified fatal wound on the back of her head, she had been discovered at 7am in the restaurant.

He smiled and nodded, hand in a thumbs up. "Yeah! We were together all night - no way they could have done it!"

At the raised eyebrows from the others, he flushed. "I-I didn't mean-"

At your laugh, he just kept his mouth shut. But your alibi was set in stone.

Half an hour later, you wished you had kept your own mouth shut. Hajime had ripped your alibi to shreds, stating that Kazuichi was a known heavy sleeper- you could have snuck out and back in with him none the wiser.

"But- no, I couldn't have done it-!" You stated desperately, fists clenched. "Where on Earth would I have gotten a baseball bat!? Where could I have-"

Hajime's face at that made you fall silent, a terrible chill falling down your back.

"We never figured out what the murder weapon was, (Y/N)."

You glanced around wildly, but you could see your fate was sealed. Kazuichi's face was the worst one. His eyes were filled with tears, and as he looked at you, you found that you couldn't go on anymore.

"You're right, Hajime. I… I killed Sonia. I sent her a letter asking her to come to the restaurant at 3 in the morning, posing as you. I told her… I told her that I'd found a newspaper article about her country, and that I thought she should read it. When she arrived… She never saw my face. I snuck up behind her and… That's it."

You gripped your podium, hands shaking at the sounds of Gundham’s hamsters squeaking- almost overshadowing the faint cries from their master.

The votes came in- all but one for you.

The moment you were released from your podiums, Kazuichi dashed over to you, hands gripping yours.

"(Y/N), you- you- why? How could you do this to me? To all of us?"

He was choking back sobs, pink hair stuck in the tear tracks down his face. You gently reached out and touched them, and he leaned in to your touch.

"I'm so sorry Kazuichi. But they… What I saw… I knew I had to get off the island. I couldn't live without knowing the motive was fake."

Monokuma giggled in his obnoxiously high pitched voice.

"But now you'll never know, because it's PUNISHMENT TIME!"

Choking back your own sobs, you gave Kazuichi one last hug, one last desperate kiss.

"Get off this island. Get off this island for me."

The collar came and snapped around your neck, tearing you apart from him forever.

GUNDHAM TANAKA

"Mahiru was always hanging around you, Beta Bitch! I bet you killed her because you knew you would never be as kind as her, or as sweet as her, or as… as… WAAAAAAAAH!"

Hiyoko let out an ear splitting wail, as you started to try and defend yourself. But before you let out a word, the man across from you spoke up.

"Silence, Sea Urchin! For I was with thy darkness at the time of the crime. We were supplying sustenance to the caged creatures. They could not have hurt the now deceased."

You couldn't help smiling at his wordy, yet correct response. "We were feeding the animals at the farm," you translated. "And he would have seen me leaving, as there's only one exit. The whole place is surrounded by a fence, after all."

Hajime, who seemed to be leading the trial, nodded at that, and the discussion moved on. Once everyone's eyes were off you, you let out a sigh of relief.

There. Your alibi was safe. You were safe. You could- you could go home, and make sure that the video was lying.

Unnoticed by you, a little girl in blonde pigtails was staring at you. And she had a scowl on her face.

Half an hour later, everyone had gone around in circles three times. Nagito was doing his usual obscuration of the investigation. Not that you were complaining.

Wiping the sweat off your brow, you didn't hear what Hiyoko said through your rushing blood.

"So, I know you idiots let Beta Bitch off the hook because she couldn't have left the farm, but are you all ignoring the giant hole in their stupid argument?"

Everyone zeroed in on Hiyoko, who paled a moment before tossing her head.

"There's a literal hole in their argument."

"I agree with that!" Hajime shouted. "There's a little hole in the fence, right next to the hotel."

You had snapped back in at this point, hands shaking.

"But- there's also a- a fence around the hotel! I couldn't get thro-"

"That's wrong!" He shouted again, and you've never hated him more than in this moment. "Yes, there is a fence, but you didn't have to go through- not with the murder weapon you chose. With a relic sword from the library, all you had to do was stab through the fence."

"I found hay on the sword…. I think." Chiaki interjected. "I guess you hid the sword in the animal food until Gundham wasn't looking…. And then you left through the hole in the fence…."

From there, they tore apart your alibi, destroyed any chance you had of leaving the island.

But the look on Gundham’s face dried up any arguments you had. Every time you opened your mouth, his Deva's chitted at you, quiet and yet louder than Hajime's closing argument.

The votes came in- every single person had voted for you, except a lone two against Hajime. Hajime didn't even have the decency to appear offended by the votes, his expression pained as he stared at you.

"It was the motive video." You confessed, and you shut your eyes to keep out the sight of them all staring. "I had- I had to go home. I had to make sure it was fake. I knew it couldn't be real, because- because-"

Gundham took your hand gently and you broke down into his arms. Clutching at him like a lifeline, you sobbed out the rest of your story.

"I'm so, so sorry, Gundham. I never should have used you. The video isn't an excuse." You let out a watery chuckle. "None of you fell for it, did you?"

Pulling your motive video out, you tucked it into Gundham's jacket. "Check for me, will you? Make sure… make sure it's not true."

"Sweetne-" he started, but Monokuma interrupted with a feral grin.

"Real or fake, now you'll never know, because it's PUNISHMENT TIME!"

Monokuma tore you from Gundham, your watery smile the last he ever saw of you.

KIIBO

"Sorry, Shuichi, but I couldn't have done it." You shrugged at his accusation, internally sweating enough to fill a pool.

"I was with Kiibo at the time; I couldn't have left the kitchen without him seeing me."

"And I didn't see them leave the kitchen, let alone the dining room." Kiibo stated this almost proudly, and you had to fight off a wave of affection for the man. You couldn't doubt yourself- not now. Not when you had already done what you did. There was no going back.

"I couldn't have killed Kokichi."

At your words, everyone glanced at the portrait of the boy. None of them had liked him, sure, and he had screwed with them through the trials… but some of the things he said held the hidden piece necessary to understand the plot.

You shifted in your podium- his photographed eyes almost seemed to be following you. Kiibo caught your hand and squeezed it, offering a smile to you. Giving a tremulous smile in turn, you tried to calm your heart rate.

An hour later, you were shaking all over.

"You said your alibi was Kiibo, but Miu said THIS-" and he held up an electronic device- "was missing from her lab. It went missing this morning, and was found in the back of the kitchen cupboard. And the kitchen clock was a few minutes off. My theory? You set off a pulse to turn Kiibo off, which accidentally turned off the clock as well. You left the dining room, entered the warehouse, and strangled Kokichi."

You gulped loudly, the sound echoing in your head. Glancing around wildly, you were met with people convinced of your guilt. Turning to your right, you saw Kiibo- and you knew in that moment that if he were able to cry, he would be sobbing.

The look on his face made you give up.

"(Y/N).... It's not…. It's not true, is it?"

You looked down at your podium, your lack of an answer an answer nonetheless.

The votes came in, every single vote going your way. Even Kiibo, huh? Not like you didn't deserve it.

Drawing in a shaky breath, you spoke.

"I…. I just had to get out of here. I was going crazy. All the- all the death, the executions- I knew I was going to be next! So I…. I went to the warehouse. I was psyching myself out, by that point. But then…. Then Kokichi-

"He kept taunting me. Saying that- that he knew someone was planning to kill me, and that I was so weak and pathetic that they'd succeed and I-!

"I strangled him. I came back to myself with the rope wrapped around his neck, and he wasn't responding! I came back to the kitchen and…. And I hid the electronic in the back of the drawer. And that's it. That's how I killed Kokichi Oma."

You risked a glance over at Kiibo, and your heart sank. He was merely staring at you, no emotion on his face.

"For what it's worth… I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Kiibo. I shouldn't have used you for my alibi."

Drawing in a breath, you choked on it when he pulled you into a hug. Pulling back, he touched his forehead to yours, your hands clutched in his.

"My inner voice is wrong. I…. I'll escape. I'll escape for you, (Y/N). I promise. I swear to you."

You let out a half sob, but you couldn't stop a final smile at how pure hearted he was.

"Don't… don't make the same mistake I did. Defeat whoever trapped us in here. Escape… escape without destroying yourself in the process, my dearest Kiibo."

"Oh, how heartwarming." Monokuma crooned in his high pitched voice. "You'll be warm enough in a whole lot of other places soon, because it's PUNISHMENT TIME!"

The collar snapped around your neck and tore you from his hands. He reached out to you desperately, but it was too late.

#danganronpa x reader #kazuichi x reader #gundham x reader #kiibo x reader #danganronpa imagines

[belardtheworld]

Do you believe that… everything happens for a reason?

We make so many decisions in life – we are bound to reach a crossroad at some point of life, and feel torn by the many options that life has for us.

When you’re in school, we are constantly faced with these questions: What subjects should I take? What course? What school to apply to?

When we graduate, the pressing question is, which industry do I delve into? What jobs do I apply? Which jobs do I accept?

Sunset at Hakodate, Hokkaido

Do you sometimes feel at a loss?

Oh darling, you are not alone. I feel this way way too often.

I like to believe that everything happens for a reason. Every setback, every challenge, every dilemma, every obstacle, every opportunity, everyone that enters your life. Everyone that leaves. You might not see it now, but when the time is right, on hindsight, you’ll come to realize that these situations were all touch points in your life, to get to where you eventually will be.

Something major has happened in my life recently. One that has shifted the gears of my universe. Just when I thought life is all panned out for me, I realize life is, once again, unpredictable. As I sit at the Club Lounge of Oasia Hotel Downtown at Level 21 alone overlooking Singapore’s skyline, I am pensive once again.

I am not preaching a certain religion – I grew up with the mindset to depend on oneself. While I won’t deny that there may be works of fate at play, I truly believe that you are what you make yourself to be. This particular quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald rings very true:

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.” —F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Growing up – making decisions

Visiting Cambodia’s temples.

From the moment I reached the age where I had to make important decisions in my life, I never really knew what I wanted. I chose a secondary school and junior college where I fulfilled their minimum criteria, period. In secondary school, I chose the triple science stream not because I was in love with the sciences, but simply because I could. It was only then did I find out how little affinity I have with Physics.

I encountered girls who used me as a subject of gossip. (What’s high school without a little drama?) In that naive 13-year-old frame of mind, I turned to Dale Carnegie’s How To Win Friends & Influence People, and it changed my perspective completely. I went through a period where I delved deep into the throes of self-help books on goal-setting, forming habits (The Power of Habit by Charles Duhigg) and the likes.

Somewhere between the ages of 17 and 18, I experienced my first love. I fell in love and fell out of love. I was deeply hurt and experienced the lowest point in my life from a love betrayed. More than reprimanding my poor choice or hating my then-lover, I’d evolved to grow from this.

Visiting NYC’s Strand bookstore.

Even my choice of university was based on elimination (“no thanks, boring lectures and business modules”, “no numbers please”, “zero interest in law or engineering”, “for the life of me, I wouldn’t survive medicine”), which eventually landed me in social sciences in Singapore Management University. At least one thing’s for sure – I can, and will, write.

On a side note, I’ve finally graduated from university officially, on 14 July 2017!!

Of course, not every decision can be made through elimination. When I had to submit my university choice for an overseas exchange program, there were so many factors to consider! It was almost overwhelming.

Cost of living, degree of culture immersion, safety, weather, language barrier, distance to town, number of slots available, the types of subjects to take, subjects that are available AND relevant to my course of work, the partner school’s reputation… The list is endless. Even the littlest details matter – Are the locals friendly? Is it a party scene? Is going to school accessible? Will my dorm be liveable?

Exchange in France – The 6 months that made me figure out what I want

The prettiest sights in Colmar, France!

Then there would be situations that befall you in the unlikeliest situations. Like how my plane lost my luggage en route from Greece to Vienna, or how I was so close to getting raped while Couchsurfing in France. My phone battery dying in the middle of the day, leaving me uncontactable with my Couchsurfing host and completely directionless while I was in Strasbourg. Me missing a bus because I couldn’t understand French. How I ended up with someone I barely knew on the first day I arrived in Paris, and he turned out to be the kindest person I’d ever met during my 6-month sojourn around Europe.

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All these situations happen for a reason, don’t they? You could blame it on the bus captain, or the flight attendant, or the sheer bad luck for encountering bad people. You could stereotype certain people for their actions (or lack thereof). Or you could change your perspective and make the best of every situation.

Without embracing uncertainties, you will never be able to live life to the fullest.

You will never have a story tell, your story to tell. You will never know the ending of “could have been”s. You may never meet your lover, your best friend, or your soulmate. You will never really grow.

That is the reason why I tell people that living abroad for an extended period of time really teaches you about life and changes your perspective. When my feature on a local newspaper came out about my 6-month Europe trip and the revelations I’d experienced, I was really disheartened to hear of comments that say I was sugarcoating my experience, or how I took advantage of the fact that I’m a girl (and hence, are more vulnerable) to curry favours.

My interview with TODAY paper.

If I could convince them, I would have them be in my shoes. Because really, you will never truly understand what I say until you experience it for yourself.

Take it from all the other student travellers I’ve interviewed who’ve studied abroad. We are unanimous about sharing how travelling has changed us, and how this experience can even attract prospective employers (well, it worked for me!).

The best part is, you don’t need to be rich to experience all this – just utilise student perks!

It’s okay not to know

Cannes, France

All I really want to drive across is, it’s okay not to know what you are in for. Even the most rational person cannot make a fully informed decision, no matter how logical they are. We simply make the best of what we have.

People tell me I’m lucky I found something I’m passionate about. I tell them, you’ll eventually find your life’s purpose. If you ask me, how did I get to where I am today? Did I know what I want very early on?

When I first started my first job in the communications/ media industry, I didn’t know what I was in for. I only knew I liked writing, hence I landed a role in Gushcloud, doing content writing. It was then that I was first exposed to the world of social media and influencer marketing. I learned how much potential it has to drive business and influence decisions. Prior to that, I was against sharing my personal life in public.

Taking a leave of absence from university to do a stint in Ogilvy Public Relations exposed me to the world of journalists, writers and content producers. Experiences like these provided the impetus for me to take my personal travel blog to a more professional level, and create more informational and inspirational pieces to benefit readers like yourself.

Along the way, I learned all about what makes content work, how to effectively manage social media, photography, videography, SEO, business development and working with other brand entities through first-hand experience and experimenting. My school didn’t teach me any of these; I picked them all up as I went about building Bel Around The World.

I simply follow my interests – in writing and in travel.

Hiking in Flores, Indonesia

Some get it all figured out in the early onset of life. Others just take more time to discover themselves. It’s a process of self-discovery.

Take the time to listen to yourself.

What drives you? What interests you? What do you lose sleep for? What puts you off? Are there instances where you are filled with positivity or other times when you feel like nothing can be worse than being stuck in certain situations or with certain people?

Do I really know what I want?

Chasing cherry blossoms in Hakodate, Hokkaido

Heck, even today, I still don’t. Yet, there are instances where I’ve done things I am proud for. I can make my own decisions, I am more confident of myself than I ever was, and through trial and error, I have a clearer idea of what I don’t want.

Whatever you decide, don’t stay because you are afraid of change, saying goodbye, or ending up alone. There is nothing more harmful to your heart and soul than sharing them with someone not meant for you. – Beau Taplin

We accept the love we think we deserve. You deserve the best love you can give yourself.

How do you make the important decisions in your life? I’d love to know I’m not the only one struggling with life’s decisions. 🙂 

Torn By Decisions? My Advice for 20-Somethings, Through My Life’s Lessons Do you believe that... everything happens for a reason? We make so many decisions in life - we are bound to reach a crossroad at some point of life, and feel torn by the many options that life has for us.