#I fucking love Makoto Naegi man.

[makotonaegiunderstander]

something I’ve been thinking abt is how many people think Makoto is immune to despair. I don’t think he is. I think becoming the ultimate Hope was BECAUSE he felt despair. He wouldn’t have fully reached that point without Junko. Makoto becoming such a beacon was his last attempt to avoid completely falling and it wasn’t because he didn’t feel despair, it was because he was too damn stubborn to allow everything to go to waste and he refused to sacrifice his beliefs for someone else’s. His inner monologue tells me he DID experience the same new low the other suvivors did in the final trial, but at the point where he had the choice to give up and die, he looked at the others and he looked at Junko and he couldn’t allow it to happen, not out of self preservation, but because the idea that Junko would have control over their lives made him FURIOUS. and that utter refusal to die kicked in, wether luck or otherwise, and he made the concious effort for one last push while something in him was breaking. He had to be broken in order for the Ultimate Hope to come through so aggressively, bc it could only exist in the face of the Ultimate Despair. He snapped the same way she did, but in the other direction. In what could have been his final moments he chose to embody everything Junko wasn’t, and every single optimistic and luck fueled ideal in him suddenly charged forward and pushed him. It was a combination of the final straw and a choice. Makoto isn’t immune to feeling despair, he’s just too stubborn to fall into it of his own volition. I think that’s why I like that scene in DR3 so much. People were SO SHOCKED Makoto actually fell for the tape, that he actually became despair for a moment. I saw people getting mad or disappointed, saying it was pathetic and Makoto seemed to fall from some sort of pedestal for them. Honestly part of me wonders if that sort of mentality, which clearly people had in universe, affected Makoto a bit. Like he started to see himself as less of a person, subconsciously. Prompting him to take more risks, less self preservation, act way more bold. It seems he has to be reminded a lot not to put himself in danger by his friends, to not do something too reckless. All over the place I would see in regards to that scene either this frivolous ‘oh this was just angst drama with no meaning behind it’ or ‘he can do better than that. he’s so weak’ or ‘come on, there’s no way he’d fall into despair, he’s the Ultimate Hope!’ This kind of mentality, which was kind of ironic considering Ryota was there the entire time saying the same thing and treating Makoto the same way. Like Makoto was superhuman. Like Makoto didn’t feel despair the same way ‘normal people’ did. In a way that was also how Munakata saw Makoto. Makoto stopped being a PERSON to the world when he became Ultimate Hope, he became a concept, a belief system, much the same way Junko ascended beyond herself. But the difference is that treating Makoto that way is the opposite of the reason Makoto became such a representative for hope. He wasn’t doing something no one else could. He was doing something everyone had the chance to, he just… was a little more optimistic, a little more stubborn, a little more ‘gung-ho’ about things. He just took the lead where no one else did, where no one else knew they even COULD in the face of Junko’s unstoppable force. She had overcome the biggest threats and obstacles in the world, what could one person do? And the answer Makoto found was, anything. Everything. It doesn’t all rest on Makoto, he’s just the one that was inspired to try to do what seemed like the impossible. But as evidenced by the change in his friends after that trial, it’s clearly not something only Makoto is capable of. The others pulled out of despair thanks to Makoto, but it was their choice to do so.

“But… this world is so huge, and we’re so small. What can we do…? No, we can probably do anything. Yeah! We can do anything!”

#makoto naegi #Danganronpa character analysis #Danganronpa #danganronpa thh #danganronpa future arc #I fucking love Makoto Naegi man. #I think there’s a fine line of nuance to Makoto that’s easy to miss bc he doesn’t really make it known #he’s not a pushover and he’s not overpowered. he’s a people pleaser but he will say what needs to be said #he’s an immovable object and the exact opposite of Junko but he’s also just a normal guy who’s optimistic and (un)lucky #he isn’t invincible but he has immense power to his words the same way Junko did #if anything his superpower is being kind above all else. he’s compassionate to some of the worst people in the world. #he was even conpassionatr to an extent to Junko. he didnt want her to kill herself despite everything she’s done #and he still acknowledges that for years she was a classmate and friend. #I do think the more he learned abt what she did the more he’s come to actually hate her though #post the first game he always refers to her without a suffix to her name which is one of the most subtle rude things you can do #it means you have zero respect for the person you’re referring to #and he speaks about her with some venom he doesn’t use for anyone else in the future arc #he’s not incapable of feeling negative emotions #I really liked the future arc scene bc it showed that Makoto DID experience enough despair to have overcome him if he didn’t refuse #and that it still affects him deeply. people treat him like he’s either this perfect ideal Chad or this baby chick who’s so delicate #and no one really focuses on how makoto shoulders so much and yet is still vulnerable. #honestly that guy was DUE for a mental breakdown even without the tape. it would have happened eventually #I actually wrote one based on him finally hitting a breaking point after giving so much of himself away and keeping nothing for himself #that his issues that he shoves down constantly finally can’t be held down anymore. Hajime helps him bc he knows how that feels #it was a LONG time ago that I wrote that but honestly if I can remember where i was going w it I might finish it #it was initially an rp but I could make it a fic #anyway. the point is Makoto is SO much more complex than people give him credit for #the most fundamental thing about him is that he’s normal and that’s ok! that’s what helps him rise!

[cheridraws]

I love the differences in energy each protagonist has with their group

Like in the first one makoto is just. everyone’s guy. That’s makoto, our guy. He’s just vibing let’s drag him on misadventures

Compared with v2 where everyone is madly in love with a very tired hajime

#love love love the energy #both of these protagonists are my beloved #makoto is the guy that everyone drags around #little fella #and then v2 pulls up with every character either platonically or romantically in love with hajime #like that’s fucking HAJIME man have you met this guy #and both fit their group’s energy perfect #like if danganronpa got one thing right it was the protagonists #does this make any sense?? #idk #I’m bad with words #anyways I adore both makoto and hajime can you tell <3 #danganronpa #super danganronpa goodbye despair #goodbye despair #trigger happy havoc #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #makoto naegi #hajime hinata #fuck it I’ll stick this in the main tags

[junkosblunt]

multi-chapter despair sisters // junko enoshima fanfiction concept

so basically i’m working on writing the most fucked up elaborately angsty sister fix it fic you can possibly imagine about my girls junko and mukuro. it’s a continuation of danganronpa IF but with a little flare of reality, so the concept is that after the failed mutual killing game, junko is tried and found guilty of attempted murder and a few other crimes, but the world still thinks izuru kamukura is responsible for the tragedy, the apocalypse, the terrorism, etc. to the world, junko enoshima is just another one of izuru’s remnants of despair, just another high school girl who was manipulated and swept away by the big bad man and the current of despair.

at the start of the story, junko has been in prison for like three or five or seven years (i haven’t decided yet lmao.) mukuro calls her every day even though junko never picks up, writes her letters even though junko never responds, comes to visit once a week even though junko always refuses to see her. she hates her. she hates mukuro—really, genuinely hates her. the whole betraying their cause to help makoto naegi thing left junko with a sour taste in her mouth—it was boring and predictable and staggeringly disappointing, even for mukuro—and so her previously fluid, fluctuating hatred hardened into something vicious and unmoving, something stagnant and boring. these days, as far as junko is concerned, she’s an only child.

life in prison is nothing short of dull and degrading, but her new medications, especially the xanax, and the two goons (or friends or whatever) she’s collected during her sentence thus far—her former classmate and current cellmate celestia ludenberg, who was arrested about a year after junko’s verdict for running an underground illegal poker ring and the former undercover officer who arrested celestia ludenberg for running said underground illegal poker ring, miu iruma—make it almost tolerable. the only intolerable thing junko has ever encountered in prison, the only intolerable thing junko has ever encountered period, is the Hole. but she behaves now, so the only time she spends locked in that 3.6ft x 4ft torture chamber enduring a merciless suffering so inconceivably awful even her despair deserted her in there these days is in the relentless waking nightmare she’s come to call her memory.

but aside from the transformation of her once glorious mind into the jumbled, abstract clusterfuck it is now (a parting gift from the Hole. ptsd—the gift that keeps on giving.) and the hallucination of her prettier, skinnier, saner high school self who she calls Ego and speaks to regularly, things are totally fine. boring, but fine.

then one morning a prison guard tells junko she has a visitor. junko, assuming it’s mukuro, waves the guard off, says, “tell her i was stabbed in a prison riot and my dying wish was for her to take a fucking shower.” but it turns out her visitor isn’t stinky, smelly mukuro after all—it’s the lieutenant of homicide at the tmpd, kyoko kirigiri !! kirigiri is waiting for her in the staff lounge of the prison and greets her with a photo of a young woman floating lifelessly in a bathtub surrounded by a halo of flowers. junko immediately recognizes the corpse as sonia nevermind, a remnant of despair, but what truly catches her eye are the monokuma hair ties holding her pale blonde pigtails in place. kirigiri tells junko she’d like her to take a look at the crime scene, and junko, who loves crime scenes and dead bodies and violence and the sorrow of lives taken too soon or whatever, is eager to see the rest of the sad photos, only for kirigiri to say, “i think it’d be best if you saw the scene in person.” and so kirigiri sneaks her out of prison for a field trip to a crime scene.

on the drive there, kirigiri explains that sonia nevermind is the newest victim of the most prolific serial killer in japanese history known as the ophelia killer. the name comes from the fact that all of his victims are found in water with ophelia’s famous bouquet, displayed to resemble the millais painting of ophelia. this fucker has been killing bitches for years (claiming the life of one victim per month) without ever leaving a trace: no dna, no witnesses, no security footage, no motive, literally nothing. the police know that the victims’ cause of death is always drowning, but these girls, these ophelias, are never found with any sort of defensive wounds. the tmpd has no idea how the ophelia killer even abducts his victims—one moment they’re there and the next they’ve vanished into thin air, only to reappear a month later floating languidly in a pool of pansies, poppies, violets, and roses, immortalized as yet another tragically beautiful ophelia. the victims are always young girls between the ages of 16-20 who come from respectable, wealthy families. it’s the same story every time: well behaved, bright futures, excellent grades, tons of friends, home by curfew, no history of running away, behavioral problems, or substance abuse. they’re always good girls from good families, so there’s an immense pressure on the tmpd from the public to catch this killer.

while junko is analyzing sonia’s crime scene, she immediately pieces together why she’s been brought here: the ophelia killer, whoever they are, is attempting to communicate with her through subtle clues scattered throughout a crime scene he designed just for her, like a little tap on her shoulder that says, “hey, wanna play?” (and indeed, junko wants to play.)

kirigiri’s theory is that there’s only one person in the entire world capable of committing such heinous, despairing, and yet utterly artistic murders for years without ever leaving a trace: izuru kamukura. the ophelia killer’s interest in junko is the only lead kirigiri has, so she makes a deal with junko that she’ll be released from prison under the condition that she agrees to work with the tmpd to catch the killer. junko agrees to the terms, more than thrilled to indulge in her sudden, utter fascination with her new friend and the cat and mouse killing game he so eagerly wants to play with her. also, it’ll feel nice to be free.

for the first time since her arrest, junko’s mind is alive, ablaze with possibilities, with predictions, with patterns, with questions: why, after all these years, has izuru kamukura decided to reach out? what does he want with her? is he seeking her friendship? her companionship? her mentorship?her despair? or is she just another one of his pretty ophelias, fragile and ethereal and doomed to sink beneath the surface and leave this world behind?

junko signs off on the offer, but she soon finds that kirigiri purposely neglected to mention a potentially deal breaking condition of her parole: her mandated place of residence.

upon her release, junko, who was under the impression that she’d be boozing it up in miu iruma’s bachelorette pad, finds mukuro waiting to pick her up from prison to drive her to an apartment she idiotically calls, “home.” the terms of her parole dictate that she’s required to live with mukuro, the sister she fucking loathes, the sister she once loved even more dearly than despair, the sister she refuses to let in no matter how frantic the pounds sound on the other side of the door. despair is a path best walked alone, and that’s that. and so junko is determined to navigate the painfully reality of her ptsd on her own, concealing the fact that she even has it in the first place from everyone she knows, but especially from mukuro. she buries the truth of what really happened to her in the Hole six feet under, the grave unmarked, never to be spoken of aloud. however, she slowly starts to realize that no matter how abysmal the pool, how deep the grave, how tiny the hole, some bones just refuse to rest peacefully.

mukuro and junko eventually begin to find their way back to each other through the cobwebs and clutter of their many crowded years apart, but as the gap between them continues to shrink, junko can’t help but feel illogically lost. when she looks at her reflection in the mirror, on the water, she wonders if she’s missing something, maybe even everything. if they’re truly making their way back to shore, why does she still feel like she’s underwater?

while mukuro fights to keep her afloat, junko chases after the ophelia killer and the promise of despair that awaits her, plunging full fathom five into the deepest, darkest depths she’s ever known, trying desperately to avoid the mirrors that seem to appear at every turn along with the holes they’re meant to conceal.

MAIN CHARACTERS: junko enoshima, mukuro ikusaba, miu iruma, kyoko kirigiri, celestia ludenberg, izuru kamukura, maybe kotoko utsugi

MINOR CHARACTERS: the 78th class, the 77th class, kaede akamatsu, suichi saihara, korekiyo shinguji, probably more from dv3 as needed

(junko’s relationship with despair is a super prevalent aspect of the plot too lol not sure why i didn’t mention that but yeah.)

#danganronpa #junko enoshima #dr #mukuro ikusaba #dr trigger happy havoc #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #despair sisters #enoshima junko #ikusaba mukuro #danganronpa v3 #miu iruma #kyoko kirigiri #kirigiri kyoko #iruma miu #izuru kamukura #kamukura izuru #celestia ludenberg #danganronpa v2 goodbye despair #danganronpa killing harmony #junko fucking enoshima #headcanon #headcanons #fic

[ovidiomedes]

makoto is consistently presented as a cutie though i don't get why you as a fan of him wouldn't like that

why would I, a fan of makoto naegi. who is capable of critical thinking skills be against my favorite character being stripped of all personality and agency. being forced into the role of a fucking baby uke owo 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and having his important choices! choices that led to him choosing empathy for class 77 over munakata's own obsessive hatred for despair

like fuck man, if u can't see why a hopeful character who consistently chooses love and empathy doing something bad, for his own definition of hope. then being called. stupid baby is really sad and disappointing as a fan of him i cannot help you

[woodenchip]

DANGANRONPA THH GENERAL HEADCANONS

(You can kinda tell I love Kiyotaka alot)

ALSO if you like my headcanons you may request a character for me to make headcanons of or expand some headcanons‼️

🧭Kiyotaka Ishimaru🧭

•TRANS MASC BUT ALSO TRANS FEM

•Saw a fic of Taka as a Trans Fem and my eyes have opened to a whole new world

•Could be Bigender???

•Bro is a man lover

•I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE.

•I love those silly little headcanon that give Taka a huge fucking family

•Like Celestia, Yasuhiro, Peko, Maki, and fucking Gundham??? Family<33

•FUCK EVEN KIYOMODO IS TAKA'S TWIN‼️‼️

•I love Ishimaru big family headcanons

•will probably make a whole post about the family and how they ARE family

•I love Taka so much, please bear with me-

•He's also one of those friends who will take your clothes by accident

•LIKE THE FREE TIME EVENT WITH MAKOTO???? HE WOULD DO THAT TO HIS CLOSE FRIENDS

•They don't mind though because like, why not?

•Has glasses but to keep up his view of "perfect" for himself, he refuses to wear them (my man is struggling hard)

💎Mondo Owada💎

•My silly Bisexual (he's so me)

•I also like trans masc Mondo, but also Bigender Mondo‼️

•Is a Disney lover

•He will never tell anyone though

•HE ALSO WILL GET REALLY MAD AT LIKE, THOSE TOXIC ROMANCE SHOWS

•"DUMP HIM, HE'S SO BAD FOR YOU." "HE'S CHEATING ON YOU??? YOU CAN'T FIX HIM."

•Needs reading glasses

•The first book he's willing read was The Outsiders

•He was SOBBING.

•He loved the book so much he ends up saying "Stay gold" to people on accident (Chihiro, Taka, and his gang)

🎵Leon Kuwata🎵

•PANSEXUAL. PAN KING

•Kissing him rn.

•Listens to scene music

•Also likes Pop music

•Loves those really silly Christmas movies that have dumb plots

•My man doesn't untie his shoes

•He just slips them off and on

•Probably has ADHD

•Has a problem with popping his joints alot

🌟Makoto Naegi🌟

•My silly little Panromantic

•Not sex repulsed but he'd rather not

•Trans man or just Agender

•He gets dragged into EVERYTHING

•Like Junko will need someone to do something for her and the first thought is just "Naegi-"

•Even Celeste does it (whenever Hifumi isn't around that is)

•He's actually really fast (his sister would tackle him, so he's learned to run fast)

•He's found four-leaf clovers alot throughout his life but they always end up getting destroyed

💲Byakuya Togami💲

•I know what you are. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE

•He's so aroace gay

•Again isn't sex repulsed, but he doesn't care

•I hate him so much, I'm struggling for headcanons

•He can speak multiple languages

•He also (somewhat) respects Sonia because she (to him) is the only one that is superior than him

•Has a very small soft spot for some people, so unless you're the very few that he actually likes don't expect much

🍜Kyoko Kirigiri🍜

•Bi girl (Fem preference)

•Also Demi-girl

•She's so silly

•SHE LOVES LEATHER, LIKE MOST OF HER CLOTHES ARE LEATHER

•Has a special hair routine that she does everyday

•She started doing "girl nights" with most of the girls in the class

•Despite how reserved she is she tries really hard to make friends with the others

•I love her so much omg :(

🛸Yasuhiro Hagakure🛸

•PANSEXUAL SILLY GUY

•Also Toko, Yasuhiro, and Taka sibling dynamic‼️

•i love them all sm omg

•Is like the big brother of the class??

•Like the type of brother that's like "You ok? Yeah? Bet"

•You know what I mean??!

•Fav food is hot ham and cheese (LET ME PROJECT)

•HATES SMOKING

•Like he's okay with other people smoking, but he can't smoke

🍩Aoi Asahina🍩

•LESBIAN

•OR PAN

•BUT MY GIRL IS A GIRL KISSER

•She plays mermaids in the pool

•her tail is red, no one else is aloud to have a red tail when playing mermaids

•Piss her off and she gets really petty

•Once got mad at Makoto and got Nagito to bother him ALL day

💖Junko Enoshima💖

•She's there

•HSNHSSJ I HAVE LIKE, NOTHING FOR HER??

•Her and Chihiro are actually really good friends

•She stims, HARD.

•Like, will grab Mukuro and SHAKE HER

•Forces people to wear a fashion like she likes

•She also does drag makeup with everyone (no one is safe)

💣Mukuro Ikusaba💣

•My girl is Aromantic bisexual

•She gets real shaky (unless she's holding a weapon)

•OCD

•She is slightly non-verbil, like she'll talk, but she'd rather not

•Is basically Junko's mannequin (She has many scars from Junko stabbing her with a needle)

📖Toko Fukawa📖

•She is most definitely Omnisexual

•Insults Yasuhiro the most tbh

•Just normal sibling things

•SHE HAS REALLY BAD CLOTHING SCENERY

•She doesn't shower for days because she doesn't want to remove her clothes (comfort clothes!!)

•I also have lots of headcanons with her alters

•Yes alters. Plural.

•Toko is the Body and the Host

•Jack/Jill are the Co-host, they are also genderfluid (hint the two different names)

•Syo is a protector. Although she doesn't kill people because I hate it so much‼️

•I love her so much

🎙️Sayaka Maizono🎙️

•AROACE.

•MY GIRL DOESN'T WANT ALL THAT‼️

•She also has slight anger issues

•She loves her parents so much

•Even if her dad can't make it to her shows he tries his best

•She actually likes teaching Leon about music

•She likes a lot of goth music too

•No one will know about that, she will make sure of that

•SHE LIKE, WILL PRACTICE HER WRITING SO HER SIGNATURE IS PERFECT FOR WHENEVER SHE MEETS A FAN

🪷Sakura Ogami🪷

•Bisexual.

•MY GIRL‼️‼️♥️

•She's actually so sweet to everyone

•Her and Mondo actually hangout lots

•Her and Aoi paint each others nails and they even have a bunch of stamps for the nails

•She's a leader of the Martial arts club (for obvious reasons)

•She likes everyone in her class :((

•Even if they don't like her

•She lives by the "Treat people like you want to be treated" rule

•So unless someone is just THAT bad she will not hate them

📱Hifumi Yamada📱

•Pansexual

•Only likes 2D characters still, but he doesn't care about the gender of the characters

•HE ISN'T REALLY CREEPY, I PROMISE

•Has dyslexia

•He always asks Chihiro to double check his spelling

•He also has autism (I'm projecting)

•Hifumi and Tsumugi are actually really good friends

•They would talk on and on about whatever show or book they find interesting

•Tsumugi also got him some cosplays

•He's actually a really good cosplayer

💻Chihiro Fujisaki💻

•Agender

•Is like on top of their grades

•Like all A's besides like, one C

•Chihiro and Gonta are definitely friends

•CHIHIRO WOULD MAKE THOSE CODING APPS FOR PEOPLE WHO WANT TO START CODING

•YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?????

•Honestly, has a gaming channel

•They RAGE HARD

♦️Celestia Ludenberg♦️

•Internalized homophobia :((

•Is Trans Fem, I love her so much

•Has soft spots for some of her classmates

•Like, Celeste LOVES Sonia (she's a princess, kinda looks up to her in lots of ways)

•Has a Love-Hate relationship with Byakuya

•Like, she likes the way he holds himself, how he looks, besides that she hates him

•(Going with the Taka is a trans man headcanon) Taka would help her with styling her (fake) twin drills

•TAKA WOULD EVEN LET HER TAKE SOME OF HER OLD CLOTHES IF CELESTE WOULD WANT THEM :(((

#danganronpa #danganronpa thh #ishimaru kiyotaka #owada mondo #leon kuwata #makoto naegi #byakuya togami #kyoko kirigiri #toko fukawa #yasuhiro hagakure #aoi asahina #junko enoshima #mukuro ikusaba #celestia ludenberg #sayaka maizono #sakura ogami #hifumi yamada #chihiro fujisaki #danganronpa headcanons #headcanon

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Let’s see…

How about we have Makoto apologize to everyone he has pissed off then have the people form a line where they each get a one punch or a smack….i need to make a list of the participants.

M-MAKOTO!

You're awake!

...Sorry I'm late...Showing up when things are looking bad seems to be a bad habit...

*He turns around to face Kyoko.

Listen. You all need to get back in the ambulance and get Kuripa to safety. Fend off what soldiers you can and get him help before he croaks it. Leave Koime to me...!

You...!

Ahahahaha! That's rich! You finally snap back to reality and the first thing you do is boss your wife and your friends around. Looks like that hero complex hasn't gone anywhere! You're STILL to focused on being this Ultimate Hope!

...That's not it...That's not it at all...

*Makoto turns around and glares at her menacingly.

This time...This time it has nothing to do with Hope or Despair...Or the fate of the world, or the future of it...Or even to distunguish what's right and wrong; what's true and false...

*He takes a series of menacing steps towards her.

You killed Mukuro Ikusaba, and threatened the lives of so many people that I care about...I have no right to call myself a hero of any sort, much less for them...But even so, I love them all, and that will never change...

So I'm here for one reason and one reason only...! PAYBACK! And for what you've done?

I will MURDER you MYSELF...!

...!?

Ah...

AhahahahaHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, Makoto you are always a riot! Spouting these words of justice and Hope!

Oh...You think I'm joking...

!!!??

Huh-!

*SHUNKK!* *BZZZZZRRT!*

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAGAGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH!!!!

*In one swift motion, Makoto swipes Yukari's butterfly knife, grabs her in an armlock and shoves the thing straight into the chip at the back of her neck, causing both her and Junko to scream in agony! On top of that, Makoto pays absolutely no mind to several small stab wounds he puts in her while she struggles.

M-Mr Naegi...!?

Makoto, what are you doing!?

DRAAAGGGH!

GUGH!

*Yukari elbows Makoto in the ribs, which is enough to get him to back off. He drops the butterfly knife, and it falls down a vent into the factory deep below.

(What...What the hell was that...!?)

(That...He wasn't kidding around...! He could've actually fucking killed us!)

...

*Makoto, with a stone, uninviting glare, slowly advances towards Yukari with his fist clenched.

(Yukari...! This guy isn't here for funny lols at all! HE'S TRYING TO MURDER US! DO YOU HEAR ME!? WE'RE SO FUCKING DEAD!)

(This...is unlike anything he showed me the last time we fought...He must have been holding back then so he wouldn't deal any lethal damage, but now he doesn't care! No...It's more accurate to say he's actively trying to inflict lethal damage...This man is no Ultimate Hope, he's a mindless murdering machine...!)

Kyoko! Please, I'm not gonna ask again!

[lu3ky777]

Celestia sees Makoto as more worthy of some like her compared to someone like Kyoko she's tried to give hints to him that he should leave Kyoko and be with her, but it looks like she'll have to simply take what rightfully belongs to her

(WARNING: this ask includes NTR/Cuckolding)

Celestia was a woman of class and taste, she felt like she deserved everything she wanted because of her “royal” appearance and personality. She ate the highest class food, drank the best tea, and of course went to the very best school in the world. But despite this she still hadn't accomplished her dream yet, but for that she needed servants who would worship her day and night. She had ranked all of the students in her class when she came to the conclusion that she wanted Makoto, of course this soon came with the realization that Kyoko had already tamed the boy. Who the hell was she to have what Celestia wanted? She didn't even have an ass half as fat as her! 

Celestia decided that Makoto was not only on the table, but her first servant. After all, all is fair in love and war is it not? Frustratingly enough Makoto didn't notice her obvious advancements. The man was like a brick wall not noticing how she would bend over and wiggle her ass when picking things up, how she dressed in lewder (but still classy and elegant) clothes when she was spending time with him. But then again his innocence was his main appeal, that and that huge member she saw whenever she was doing lewd things for him. She would need to get it through his (and Kyoko's) thick skulls who really belonged to who. 

Celestia considered herself more intelligent than everyone else and her plan to manipulate both Kyoko and Makoto going flawlessly surely helped to inflate her ego. She faked a letter from Kyoko to Makoto, telling him to meet Kyoko for some fun in her room as soon as class got out. Of course Makoto didn't find Kyoko but instead found a mostly naked Celestia, only in black underwear and a bra both had feathers. (she says it feels better but really she thinks it's more classy) As she had her massive ass face Makoto she smiled sinisterly as Makoto shut the door behind him, his massive cock getting longer and longer as it pressed against his pants hard. Before he could muster up the courage to ask why she was here, Celestia answered him “I've decided you get to be my servant Makoto, as a reward you will get to fuck my perfect royal ass cheeks. Kyoko should be here in a couple hours, but I imagine that this will take more than two hours~” Makoto would have resisted, but damn those cheeks were too perfect~ He stripped down without saying a word, his enormous cock ready for pleasure.

~2 hours later~

Kyoko had came back to her room when she noticed something strange, she usually would keep a piece of lead in the door of her room so she would know if someone went into her room. Clearly someone had gone trespassing, she would have to report it later unless it was just Makoto who came to surprise her. She smirked as she entered the room to immediately be met by loud moans from Makoto, the rooms were soundproof so she heard all of what happened as she walked in and forgot to close the door. Makoto was naked on her bed, which was a filthy mess covered by cum and seems to have been tilted from intense sex. She thought this because Celestia was on top of Makoto giving him the best assjob of his life, slamming herself onto him as his whole cock was swallowed by the cheeks that made Makoto almost scream in moans. Finally Celestia spoke “Ah~ she's finally here, Naegi will you tell her?” Makoto moaned through his response “I'm Celestia's servant now~ she said I can't be your boyfriend though~” Celestia slapped his cock “What else Naegi?” “Also~ her ass is so much bigger~ and her tits are way better~~~” Makoto shouted as he came all over Himself, with only some droplets reaching Celestia.

Celestia jerked his cock until it was hard again, then she put it in her pussy and bounced up and down his cock extremely fast and extremely hard. Kyoko could have screamed at them to leave the room, she could have told an official or her father to get them out, she could have even completed for Makoto. But she just stood there helpless and horny, she saw how dominant, hot, and just much she outclassed Kyoko. All Kyoko could bring herself to do was masturbate herself while staring. As Celestia brought herself up and down his cock with mighty slams, she felt part of her bed creek and some part fell off but that was Kyoko's problem~

About 20 minutes later Makoto came a massive load into Celestia's pussy, which resulted in a slap to his face “I thought I told you not to cum inside!” Still she smiled since she had a plan for this, since she expected this from Makoto. She walked over to Kyoko and forced her onto her knees “Lick up his cum, it's the last you'll ever taste of his” Kyoko obediently began licking it out of her, all while Celestia laughed at her effortless dominance over Kyoko and Makoto. Makoto was getting hard again as Celestia smiled at him, she got what belonged to her~

#danganronpa smut #dr-ludenburg-r18 #dr-kirigiri-r18 #dr-naegi-r18

[danganronpa-ship-tourney]

Propaganda

Kyokomaru

"Ive seen people make naegiri jokes about it because komaru NAEgi but I think it's really cute actually? Makoto introducing two of the women he loves the most in his life? Makoto wingmanning for Kirigiri? Cute as shit!"

It would be pretty cute, I could easily see them getting along in similar ways that she does to Makoto, I think she'd be a really good influence on Komaru while I think Komaru would think Kyoko is really cool and awesome. I think Kyoko would also be interested in Komaru's ghost sense, ghost crime solving!

Papyhina

"If Nagito gets Sans then Papyrus deserves Hajime"

Most chaotic double date of all time. I do think Hajime and Papyrus weirdly have some things in common? They're both people who strive for admiration and higher status, though people often don't take them seriously or try and redirect that ambition without addressing or understanding the root cause of it. Hajime's weirdest fucking hype man

#trigger happy havoc #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa #goodbye despair #scarce ship #papyhina #kyokomaru #kyoko kirigiri #komaru naegi #hajime hinata #papyrus #undertale

[starlightshadowsworld]

Danganronpa 3 Future Arc episode 7

Thonks

(We're back!)

I find it interesting that people blame Makoto for Junko's death.

I get why because he's the one who defeated her. He's the one who won the final trial, learned the truth and beat her at her own game.

He's Ultimate Hope and she's Ultimate Despair.

However, Junko's death is not Makoto's fault. She's the one who pressed the big red button and had all of this set up.

If anything Makoto was trying to prevent her death.

But of course her followers can't blame her so they pick him.

Man... I'm like barely a minute in and I'm on a rant.

Monaca in a dictator outfit while a bunch of Monokuma's at a bar.

Not a visual I expected.

Well Monaca is definitely embodying Junko, doing a lot of her mannerisms and such.

I do find it ironic that Junko's death gives people such despair, it's what she would have wanted.

And Monaca made herself the heir to Junko rather than Komaru.

Junko Enoshima the 2nd aka Monaca Towa doesn't really roll off the tongue, maybe workshop that.

Ayyy Nagisa!

Okay okay the Warriors of Hope are in on this too and know where Monaca is.

Okay but Nagisa's reflection dead ass looks like Mukuro.

I'm not the only one who's sees it, right?

Awh hell yeah Komaru's blasting Monokuma's with a microphone and taking names.

And Toko is here, trying her best.

I love Komaru's inner monologue of how she was just a normal high-school girl before all of this, while taking out Monokuma's.

Immediately the "hopes not my thing neither is despair" her whole I'm just gonna leave that up to my brother attitude I love it.

Have I mentioned I love the Naegi siblings? Because I absolutely do.

And Genocider Sho is here. I love how Komaru has befriended both Toko and Sho.

Hmm maybe let's not tell Komaru that Makoto was about to either be locked up for an eternity, or if Munakata had his way, executed.

Nooo not the Byakuya fantasy.

What in the world... Why he look like that? Why she look like that?

Ima skip this...

I feel so bad for real Byakuya who is somehow aware of all of this... Poor guy.

It's cool seeing Byakuya's inner monologue. It's no hangman's gambit but it's interesting to see him think stuff over.

And it is suspicious that the killing game isn't being broadcasted, shows they've got something to hide.

I love how Byakuya isn't even that far up in the Future Foundation but takes control abd everyone's just like yeah sure why not.

"Do not fret, for as long as I draw breath this organisation will not fall. I swear it on the dignity of the Togami name."

Nevermind I see why, he was the ultimate affluent progeny, dude was quite literally born to lead.

And it's nice to see it, especially seeing how he's changed and doing this to help his friends.

Also his name means nothing in this world and yet he makes it mean something, man so cool.

Toko and Sho heading into Monaca's base.

This should be good. I love that Nagisa said they don't have the man power and yet these two are just running inside.

It is highly impossible to be more Junko than Junko.

That's just basic maths.

"You're not gonna lay a hand on my brother!"

... No one let Komaru meet Juzo or Munakata.

Actually... Someone please do.

Wait, she surrendered? Huh...

Oh wow she really did blow this pop stand.

And there's a Monokumamobile.

Monaca be acting like every ex Junko cosplayer.

I kinda like this Monaca, just like oh yeah the whole Junko thing eh that was a phase I was going through.

Just laying down and playing games and eating crisps.

I don't trust it tho.

"I don't get it, how did you become such a lousy excuse for a human being."

WOAH!

Komaru!

Wow Komaru Naegi really gives no fucks. She's so over all of this, can't blame her tho.

I... Forgot about the whole Nagito was their servant thing... Huh.

Honestly going soo far down the road you think you're become a Despair filled Nagito... Yeah that'd make me stop in my tracks too.

Nevermind that is the evil smile.

So there gonna kill one of the previous survivors.

... Please don't, Makoto almost lost it when they fake killed Asahina I don't think he can handle a real one.

And Monaca knows but won't spill.

Wasn't prepared for Monaca to actually go to space.

Sure, why not maybe she'll find Kaito.

... Too soon?

I like how it actually gets to Sho that one of the past survivors could be killed.

Komaru being upset at the idea of losing Toko is so sad and sweet.

Aww Komaru and Makoto video reunion.

.... Komaru! Better ways to phrase it, don't say hey Makoto my dearly traumatised older brother.

Monaca told me someone's gonna die because of you.

Like, I get it we don't have much time but don't rip the plaster off that hard.

He's not gonna take this well.

Especially when he's standing next to a survivor from the first game.

Byakuya's attitude of that's complete bullshit, is my thoughts exactly.

"Somebodies gonna die.. Because of me...."

SEE! What did I say?! Oh man I was already concerned for mental state of Makoto Naegi.

And this is only increasing that concern.

I am stressed.

#danganronpa 3: the end of hope's peak high school #Danganronpa #makoto naegi #monaca towa #komaru naegi #toko fukawa #byakuya togami #long post

[makoto-naegi-stud-and-friends]

(Normal Naegi AU) Miu builds a machine that can see towards the future for a short time. She tests it OK herself first. She expects to see everyone worshipping her because of her brains or her body what she sees is her in a beautiful wedding dress and about to get married to Makoto who is giving her a look of love. How does she react to this?

Based off of this picture (https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/5471802?q=mikao_%28eanv5385%29)

Miu Iruma was a fucking genius. Or so she liked to say as much as possible as loud as possible. Only that, this time she might be right. Not many inventors could brag about inventing the machine that could peer into the future, much less while being a teen.

Pretty sure no one else but Miu.

"Okay, let's put this baby to work! Now everyone will know that I'm smart as I'm fucking gorgeous!" She grinned while putting a pair of futuristic-looking goggles on her face.

Setting it a few years into the future, the device let out a gentle hum as the girl waited for it to activate. Miu could already see it, people around her worshiping her like she always deserved. The love she always wanted.

A flash of light blinded her for a second but once her eyes adjusted to the light she saw... A church? The inventor was expecting to see herself living in a massive mansion with tons of servants and adoring fans.

Instead, she saw herself in a beautiful wedding dress and her eyes shining with happiness. Was this the day of her wedding!?

Not like she was surprised by the fact she will get married. Who wouldn't want to spend the rest of their life with such a smart hottie like her? The fact that her heart was beating like crazy was unrelated to it.

In front of her was the man in question wearing a nice suit, his eyes had a look of pure love to them but his hair was a spiky mess. Miu could swear she knew him... Wait, was that the lucky twerp from the other class? Macockto or whatever?

She was going to marry him!? No way, she barely knew him and he was such a little thing! Someone of her caliber deserved so much better, Miu deserved-

"You are the most gorgeous woman on earth." Makoto's voice came from the speakers built at the sides of the goggles. "I love you"

He sounded so sincere, every word dripping with love. Miu's heart became a wild drum, heat spreading all over her as her breathing became fast.

"I-" Miu began to speak but as suddenly the vision came it went away. The device needed a tremendous amount of power and the battery wasn't strong enough to power it for long.

The blonde girl tore the invention away from her face to discover her cheeks wet with tears. Happy tears?

"W-whatever, that was a malfunction or some shit..." She wiped her face clean and threw the goggles haphazardly on her work table.

Surely that thing could never happen, she wasn't interested in the boy in the first place... But maybe... Maybe she could talk to him some time... Eat lunch together... Hold hands...

Miu's mind went away from her inventions and to a whole new world...

#danganronpa #danganronpa makoto #danganronpa makoto naegi #danganronpa naegi #makoto naegi #naegi makoto #og makoto #miu iruma #iruma miu #wholesome #romance

[wildcard-rumi]

for the ask game--top ten danganronpa characters? from across all the games! :D

I feel like my answers might be a little bit basic bitch... But, if I like them, I like them, I guess.

1 - Hajime Hinata, ngl I adore all the protagonists but there's just something about Hajime that makes me so mentally ill. Like, if I think about his story for too long, I will cry. Just... I dunno the fact that his lack of self worth lead him to make a decision like that is heartbreaking. The older I get, the more I realise just how stupid and damaging the Hope's Peak system is.

2 - Shuichi Saihara, look... I love shy, quiet and reserved male characters, I love blue haired characters, I love detectives... The moment I saw Shuichi, I felt as if he had been made for me, and goddammit it worked because I love this boy. His development over the story is so good and I love how he bounces off all the other characters. I don't even know how to explain it, I just love him.

3 - Makoto Naegi, yes the three protag boys are my top three but that's probably because we get to hear their thoughts on everything throughout the game and that adds so much personality to everything. But Naegi's such a sweetheart and he's so cute. I feel like, even though he's basically the main protagonist of the whole series and he matures a lot in the DR3 anime... He's still everyone's baby boy. Also, his inner monologues when you investigate everything are just so funny.

4 - Kokichi Ouma, I fucking love this lil gremlin man. It makes me a little sad when people call him Komaeda 2.0 because I feel like the only thing they have in common is that they're antagonistic characters but other than that... Not really similar. But he is by far one of the most entertaining characters in the whole series, he steals the show in every scene he's in. And he, along with Kaito, perfectly embodies the themes of V3, with the whole truth vs lies and faith vs logic stuff going on and then Shuichi right in the middle, it makes for really interesting conflicts and character moments. Also, I wholeheartedly adore both the English and Japanese dubs for all of the games, but I just say that Derek Stephen Prince's performance as Kokichi is one of the best I've ever heard, he is clearly loving every single second of it and it makes Kokichi all the more entertaining.

5 - Chiaki Nanami, let's get the obvious part out of the way: she is adorable. I love her design, I love her personality, I love her voice, I love her little "hey hey" voiceline... She's just so cute, okay? But she's such a great character because she and Hajime seem to be able to bring everyone together but in very different ways and despite her more laid-back personality, she will immediately step in to calm things down - like when she smacked Akane when she attacked Nagito. Plus she's honestly so intelligent??? Like she is usually one of the first people to figure things out... But she's also the same girl that ate glue. And I love that duality. And while I have very mixed feelings on the DR3 anime, Chiaki was fantastic, seeing her continue to wait for Hajime after he had signed up for the Project broke my heart... But not as much as that one episode I just can't bring myself to ever rewatch.

6 - Nagito Komaeda, where do I even start with this fuckin guy??? He truly is one of the characters of all time. I feel kinda bad that he's ended up as such a meme because he is genuinely such a complicated character, but with some of the shit he does throughout the series, I am really not surprised he ended up like that. I do really want to explain why I love him so much but to do so would require an entire goddamn essay, so I won't. Also just... Megumi Ogata's voice. That's all. I love her performances.

7 - Kyoko Kirigiri, I said it before and I'll say it again: I love detectives. Honestly, I adore Kirigiri so much... Like I played the first game when I was thirteen and I had the biggest crush on Kyoko, I honestly don't understand how it took me an extra year to figure out I like women... But seriously, I love her design and colour scheme, her voice is gorgeous and I just love her relationship with Naegi so much.

8 - Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu, again the character development for this guy is just so good. I really didn't think anything of him at the beginning of the game but by the end of the game I adored him. I love his relationship with Hajime and how, by the final few chapters, him, Hajime and Kazuichi are like a lil trio who stick together. And again, Derek Stephen Prince... Goddamn, his performance in the Chapter 2 trial ripped my heart out.

9 - Kiibo, I just love this lil robot guy. I feel kinda bad for him for all the stuff he goes through during the story. Like he keeps getting really excited to show off his features but then everyone's just like "... Is that it?" And let's not forget how everyone used him to a battering ram to break open that water tank and just fucking threw him at it. The boy's been through a lot, most of it from Kokichi tbh. But he's such a cute character and his pride of being a robot and love for his creator is so sweet. Also, that little section in chapter 4 where Monotaro gets confused and acts like Kiibo is his dad is really cute, I remember a manga anthology did a chapter about that scenario and it was adorable.

10 - Nagisa Shingetsu, I really like not as many people pay attention to Another Episode and I get it, it's a spin-off with a completely different playstyle. Hell, I prefer the main games over this game too. But wow, the Warriors of Hope make me feel so bad whenever I play this game. Like, y'know when something is so upsetting, it causes a pit in your stomach? Yeah, that's these kids backstories... All of them make me feel awful but I got really attached to Nagisa because he's one of the ones that stuck around the longest and he had that moment of allowing Komaru to escape but then basically everyone around him manipulates him to make him do what they want and completely mess him up and it just hurts to watch. And it's just disgusting that his father refers to him as 'the subject' not 'Nagisa' not 'my son' just 'the subject'... I just wanna give him a hug... He deserves one after all the shit he's been put through.

#i didn't mean to write so much... #i just haven't talked about this series in a few years so i had more to say than expected...

[saturn7162]

All the Danganronpa characters I can remember as animal crossing animals bc I have nothing better to do and I'm defo not procrastinating on writing the next chapter for the SU story.

I totally don't procrastinate haha wdym

Makoto Naegi: Lazy Dog, because he is basic. Sayaka Maizono: Peppy Squirrel, because also basic. Leon Kuwata: Jock Lion, tries so hard to be smug. Chihiro Fujisaki: Lazy Mouse, because small. Mondo Owada: Cranky Tiger, big cranky man. Kiyotaka Ishimaru: I'm totally thinking Cranky Horse, but it's obvious he's meant to be a zebra. Hifumi Yamada: Lazy Anteater. I struggled HARD with this one, because nothing really fit him at all. Celestia Ludenberg: Snooty defo, and she was also defo a cat, rabbit, wolf, or deer. So, I decided on Snooty cat. Sakura Oogami: Absolutely Sisterly Bear, but again, it's obvious she's supposed to be a Polar Bear. Aoi Asahina: Peppy Dog or Deer Kyoko Kirigiri: Normal/Snooty cat/wolf Byakuya Togami: ABSOLUTELY SMUG AF, and a cat. Yasuhiro Hagakure: Lazy sheep 100% Toko Fukawa: Snooty goat. Why goat? Mind your fucking business. Mukuro Ikusaba: Normal Wolf Junko Enoshima: Peppy Wolf

Hajime Hinata: Lazy Wolf becuase basic. Izuru Kamakura: Cranky Wolf, because cooler basic Byakuya Twogami: Cranky Cat because I totally believe he's more cranky than actual Togami. Teruteru Hanamura: Smug Pig.. He's fucking Chops. Mahiru Koizumi: Peppy Squirrel or Rabbit mostly because I entirely believe that she's a little on the shorter side. Peko Pekoyama: Snooty Wolf, but also supposed to be like a fox, like Audie (And also Vivian which I headcannon to be a fox as well) Hiyoko Saionji: Snooty 100% and she's either a squirrel, rabbit, or hamster. Ibuki Mioda: Peppy as hell. And totally a dog. Mikan Tsumiki: Normal deer becuase I love deer villagers and I love Mikan. Nekomaru Nidai: Jock Bull because, why did you ask, you know why. Gundham Tanaka: Cranky Goat bc he's totally into goat rituals, i kid u not. Nagito Komaeda: Lazy wolf. He's totally a wolf that looks like a fox. Chiaki Nanami: Normal Koala, because she's small. Sonia Nevermind: Peppy Horse that's meant to be a unicorn. Akane Owari: Sisterly Doggy bc she's kinda dorky like a dog and sisterly bc of her backstory. Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: Cranky squirrel because he's tiny, and cranky. Kazuichi Souda: Jock deer. dk why I made him a deer.

Shuichi Saihara: Cranky dog, specifically one designed to look like a bloodhound Rantaro Amami: Lazy dog, specifically one designed to look like a stoner Kaede Akamatsu: Peppy cat!! Ryoma Hoshi: Cranky cat because have you fucking seen this man? Kirumi Tojo: Sisterly deer Angie Yonaga: Peppy koala all the way Tenko Chabishira: I believe that she'd be snooty, and a tiger Korekiyo Shinguji, aka, the love of my life: Smug deer. 100% Miu Iruma: Snooty dog Gonta Gokuhara: Jock bear. big bear. grizzly. Kokichi Ouma: i genuinely fucking hate him, smug mouse Kaito Momota: Jock deer, meant to look like a reindeer. Maki Harukawa: Snooty cat Himiko Yumeno: normal rabbit. I love danganronpa, and animal crossing so much.

#danganronpa #animal crossing #acnh #ac #animal crossing new horizons #new horizons #danganronpa THH #THH #Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc #Danganronpa GD #GD #Danganronpa Goodbye Despair #Danganronpa KH #KH #Danganronpa Killing Harmony #Killing Harmony #Goodbye Despair #Trigger Happy Havoc #Makoto Naegi #Sayaka Maizono #Leon kuwata #chihiro fujisaki #mondo owada #kiyotaka ishimaru #hifumi yamada #celestia ludenberg #sakura oogami #aoi asahina #kyoko kirigiri #byakuya togami

[thecustomcosplayed]

Danganronpa THH but its things me + my friends have said

(part 2 ig.. also mostly over discord, and Komaru is here, so) Hina, responding to a keyboard smash, accidentally adding spaces: FRO G S?  Makoto, replying: WHY ARE THEY SOCIAL DISTANCING?? Hiro, pointing at a tree: Haha, this tree is gonna commit treeson. Toko, reading a poster Komaru is holding out to her: Wait, this says bapple?? Komaru, looking at the poster, that very obviously says banana: Wha- Toki, are you wearing your glasses? Mondo: Man, usually vikings are above water but this is something different. Hiro: I’ll drink the poison!! I’m poison proof! Kyoko: Please don’t, you will literally die. Nobody is poison proof. Hiro: Then I’ll be the first! Kyoko: NO. Chihiro, running on 2 hours of sleep and 3 mugs of coffee: Mike Wazowski nodding is the same thing as him twerking. Mondo: What the fuck, Chi? Taka, also very sleep deprived: No, no, they’ve got a point. Hifumi: I put ketchup on gold fish once- Hina: WHAT THE HELL, YOU’RE LIKE MY BROTHER, HE DRINKS KETCHUP AND SMOOTHIES! Hifumi: Was it at least appetizing? Celeste, watching with Byakuya: There is something horribly wrong with them. Byakuya: Yes. *In the middle of an arguement* Junko: Well, you’re a virgin! Makoto: I- what, and you aren’t? Byakuya: What’s this? Love is in the air? Nope. It’s a gas leak. Makoto: *sends a gif of 5 Minute Crafts trying to eat cereal with an upside down spoon, before they hammer in the spoon and it that way* Kyoko: Makoto Naegi, I swear to god, if you send that GIF one more time I will block you and ban you from all group chat’s I have you in.

#aoi asahina #makoto naegi #yasuhiro hagakure #toko fukawa #komaru naegi #mondo owada #kyoko kirigiri #chihiro fujisaki #kiyotaka ishimaru #hifumi yamada #celeste ludenberg #celestia ludenberg #byakuya togami #junko enoshima #taeko yasuhiro #danganronpa #dr1 #dr #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #danganronpa thh #dr thh

[danganronpa-21]

General Warnings: Kidnapping, Minor Violence

Fandoms: Danganronpa

Relationships: Kirigiri Kyoko/Naegi Makoto

Additional Tags: Action & Romance, Kidnapping, Mystery Stories, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Danganronpa 3: Hope Arc

Chapter Word Count: 6,119 words

Summary:  Kyoko receives a stark reminder that the people she loves are not untouchable, and decides that she needs to do something about it.

This is the price you pay when you love someone.

 Fuck, Kyoko hates that that’s still her first thought when she gets into these kinds of situations. Though the fires that licked them are long since death, the thought makes the flesh of her hands burn anew. She can’t afford to think like this. She just can’t. There is nothing about this that she regrets, nothing about her love for Makoto that she regrets. The only thing that could possibly stir up regret is the fact that she didn’t realize that the daughter was twice as clever and cunning as her washed-up old father. The old man would never have thought to kidnap her boyfriend like this, but Miss Matsushina clearly got her brains from her mother. Snagging the love of Kyoko’s life was right up her alley, and god, did she hate her for it.

 “You better hurry, Kirigiri-san!” Haia Matsushina sings through her earpiece, her high-pitched voice straining Kyoko’s ears. She can picture her in her mind: sitting maniacally in her father’s chair, spinning around like a child, watching on the monitors as Makoto lies in wait for his knight in shining armour. “Your little swain in distress can’t wait forever, you know!”

 There’s a word on the tip of Kyoko’s tongue that starts with a b that she’d like to express, but Haia can’t hear her, so there’s not much of a point. All that matters now is moving as fast as she can to save him. Any anger or regret she’s feeling doesn’t matter. Only the life of her partner, no longer hanging in the balance, is what will make things okay.

 God, how long has she been doing this? Haia’s puzzle started this afternoon when she got home from work, and now it’s nightfall. Everything was supposed to be simple. She was supposed to get home from work, take a quick shower, and start getting ready to go out to dinner. With how busy their jobs had been, they had had so little time together. Makoto went out of his way to plan them an adorable date. He’d even bragged to her about how he bought a new, masculine bottle of cologne to smell good just for her. Ocean and teakwood, she thought it was. Teshigara Brand. If everything had gone according to plan, they would be home by now, curled up in the loveseat watching some ridiculous gameshow…

 Only the stars are out to see her throw herself head first into this danger. Sweat is dripping down her face and neck as she sprints – something that would kill Makoto, consider he’s always fussing over her hurting an ankle by running in her heels – and each of her breaths comes so shakily you’d have thought she had been running for her entire life. No, just a few hours, with lots of breaks in between. It didn’t matter, though. She couldn’t catch her breath knowing that something could happen to him.

 “If you look to your right, you’ll come up on the abandoned warehouse!” Haia chirps into the earpiece, doing her best tour-guide impression. “Did you know that this warehouse was built in 1946, just after the end of the Second World War? Following the sanctions placed on Japan after the conflict, many people in our economy struggled to stay afloat, but the Matsushina family happily prevailed with the use of this warehouse for things that were… absolutely legal at the time!”

 I don’t need your damn history lesson.

 Resisting the temptation to rip the piece right out of her ear is almost too great of a feat to accomplish, but she knows that on the off chance that Makoto might be here, she needs to keep it close. If she strays even slightly from Haia’s planned course, she’s promised to slit his throat and broadcast it on the Hope’s Peak morning video announcements. It’s annoying to have her so close, but it’s her only guarantee. Hopefully, when this situation ends, she can give that girl the punch in the teeth she deserves. She was always playing coy during the investigations anyway.

 The moment her hands connect with the handle of the warehouse door, she doesn’t hesitate to pull it open, slipping in as quietly and discreetly as she can. She’s not so stupid as to believe that Haia isn’t expecting her – she did literally direct her here, after all – but she’s not keen on plunging herself into danger carelessly. For all she knows, Haia has laced the warehouse with various traps and puzzles to catch Kyoko off-guard. Heaven knows she’s already tried that a few times. If this is the end of her journey, then the trials to save him can only be stronger than the last. It wouldn’t be like her to wimp out at the end of a fight. She knows well enough already that she won’t release Makoto without a battle. Whether it’s one of wits or fists, Kyoko is yet to know.

 In spite of her attempts to be silent, the warehouse door is so heavy that it can do nothing but close with a slam behind her. Within a matter of seconds, Haia cues all the lights to go on.

 Kyoko’s eyes struggle to adjust at first. Fluorescent white light coats everything in the room, starting from the back and gradually chasing each other to the front. All around the warehouse thirty-foot shelves with legs built of rusted steel tower, each of their shelves lined with worn cardboard boxes stuffed to the brim with old machine parts. Out of the corner of her eye, she’s able to make out a dull orange reach forklift, so drained of colour that it reminds her of a child’s beach bucket in the sun. The air is tinged with the smell of metal and paper products, but a small part of her swears she can make out the scent of gasoline. She’ll have to keep an eye out for any cannisters lying around, she thinks as she bites her lip.

 “Welcome to the Last Act, Kirigiri-san! You’ve done well so far, but can you make it through the big fight to the finish?” Her tormentor giggles loudly into her ear. “For your beau’s sake, let’s hope you can! I’m sure he feels the same. After all, he’s somewhere in this room!”

 In spite of her predictions, her muscles tense anyway at the confirmation. Makoto is here. He’s right here. She’s this close to saving him. If she can just get through this trial, this one last bit of trouble, and then she can bring him home safe and call the police on this crazy bitch.

 “But don’t get too excited on me, Kirigiri-san! You still have one last mission ahead of you, and it’s reaaaal doozy!”

 “Care to tell me what it is?” She mutters under her breath, punctuating it with a shake of her head. Her tormentor’s showmanship is truly awful. Then again, when you wrestle for your life under Junko Enoshima, the charisma of every other nasty blemish on humanity is going to pale in comparison.

 “Just like I said, hidden somewhere in this room is your precious Naegi Makoto! But wait… is he down the rows? Well, in a manner of speaking, I suppose! You have twenty minutes to search through all of the spaces between these boxes on the shelves. Somewhere in them, you’ll find Naegi-kun! If you can’t find him though, the boxes surrounding him are loaded with dynamite and some triggering devices. Take too long and boooooooooooom! Little bits of Ultimate Hope everywhere. You’d better do your best to find him quickly.”

 Curling her hands into fists, Kyoko curses under her breath. Just as expected, Haia saw rock bottom and decided to dig. The warehouse is nothing short of long and wide, and it could easily take her ages to figure out where he is. Problem is, she doesn’t have that long. Hell, she doesn’t even have anywhere near a realistic amount of time. Haia’s full intention here is to just blow him up, and she’s got to figure out a way to stop it. As her heart begins to pound in her ears, Kyoko takes off running down the first row of shelves that she sees, her ears tuned in to every sound she can make out. Between her heartbeat and the clicking of her boots on concrete, it almost seems like a fool’s errand.

 It is not as if she was never trained to solve mysteries on a time limit, but that does not mean that it does not make things harder. Thinking quickly leaves a person more prone to mistakes, and she really cannot afford to be making mistakes right about now. The love of her life is trapped somewhere in this room and essentially on the brink of death. She has no room for error. She was in this position once already, and after tonight, she never wants to be in it again.

 God, oh god, okay. She has to focus. She has no choice but to just buckle down and try to focus.

 If there is one thing that she has learned about Haia throughout this little puzzle game is that no matter what, she always tries to leave clues. She’s not the type to get satisfaction out of a game that ends with a surprise. There’s just no fun in that, she imagines she would say. This puzzle may not be designed in the interest of being fair, but she knows it is not designed with the interest of being possible. In all trials like these, one must remember that criminals want to test you. They want to see you succeed, to know what you’re capable of, so they can make themselves feel more confident that they can outsmart you. Little men forge big egos, as her Grandpa Tohachiro used to say.

 Her first order of business is to check the way the shelving is labelled. Can she even extract anything from this? It’s difficult to say, but this is the perfect place for a first clue. Something here has to be related to what Haia has said.

 The first thing she notices, off the top of her head, is that the shelves are not labelled by numbers as one might expect. Instead, they have lettering on them. NTG, NA+, WP, PR, B, GA, and LI.

 The letters have no significance to her.

 But still, there’s something – there has to be something. NA+ is the first thing that sticks out at her. Among the seven shelving options, it’s the only outlier. Naturally she’s drawn to it, but what does it signify? Why is this one a plus and the others aren’t? A lesser detective might take this as a cue to head down NA+ to search for Makoto. That answer, to her sharpened mind, is too obvious.

 Has she seen or heard these abbreviations anywhere before? What else did Haia say?

 Her mind falls flat. There has been nothing else but the instructions that she gave when Kyoko entered the warehouse. It’s a real doozy, somewhere in this room is your Naegi Makoto, the boxes are loaded with dynamite, little bits of Ultimate Hope everywhere! …

 That’s it! It’s the dynamite! She’s thrown out the chemical compounds of dynamite!

 B, GA, LI and PR are all virtually useless to the creation and use of dynamite. They are mere elements on the periodic table. WP is not a chemical compound at all – although she supposes that it could refer to the common use of wood pulp in the explosive – and NA+ refers to sodium nitrate! When put into a chemical compound form, the most common abbreviation of it refers to nitroglycerine, the key ingredient in dynamite! NTG is the correct answer! Thank god for all of those nights she spent cramming with Chihiro for science exams.

 She steals one last glance at each of the labels on the shelves, triple checking that she for sure has come to the right conclusion. Time may be lacking, but there can be no mistakes. No matter if he died from a wrong answer or from running out of time, it would eat her alive for the rest of her life, but at least she could say that she did all she was able. With one final nod at her assured answer, Kyoko sprints down that row of shelves, her eyes sliding up and down the towering metal as she tries to discern where he could possibly be.

 Just looking at those damn towers is a headache in itself. This is less of a warehouse and more of a storage unit at this point, probably where Haia’s father tried to hide all of his seedy purchases and documents. Even the boxes on the shelves themselves are huge, big and bulky and brown – but a lot of them are littered with symbols. Nothing special, of course. Mostly brand names. It never hurt to keep a good box around if you could find a good use for it. Mr. Matsushina may have been a criminal, but at least he was practical.

 Kyoko fully recognizes that it is a strange thought to be having right about now. But this entire situation is strange, and she’s too busy trying to make sense of all of the different brand’s emblems she sees to do much else. The placement of all of these is too deliberate. Each of them is the same colour, with the size of the boxes set proportionate to the decided centre. Wider ones at the sides and perhaps pushed to the back, and taller ones closest to the edge where she can see them. They all seem to cumulate around that edge until they meet at a centre, which so far seems to be the brand box. Each shelf seemed to have a different brand associated with it, and often had a year attached to that brand. The names were mostly unfamiliar. Haia did say the warehouse had been in place since just after World War Two, so she supposes that makes sense. Regardless of whether the boxes just stayed together well or she deliberately placed it as apart of a clue, the unfamiliarity of it served as a good diversion.

 For a lesser mind, maybe. Kyoko Kirigiri, however? She could handle this with ease.

 “Sit tight, Makoto,” she mutters to herself as she scans the shelves, still trying to replay the important words over and over again in her head, “I’d never forgive myself if you went before me.”

 Your little swain in distress… Japan’s sanctions after World War Two… Completely legal acts in 1946… The Last Act of her puzzle show… Twenty minutes to find Makoto…

 Most of it is useless information. Stuff she can throw out. That’s part of Haia’s trick with all her babble. She hopes that if she can just talk enough, Kyoko won’t figure out the hidden meaning behind what she says. But she can, and in all honesty, Haia probably suspects that she can, but she wants all of this to be done so she can test to see if Kyoko is a worthy opponent. The Matsushinas are truly a vile people if they would bring Makoto in harm’s way just to try and see how well she fares against them. She will relish getting to throw Haia in prison after this.

 Her hands curl into fists as she continues to make her way down, her steps slowing as she tries to drink in the sight. It’s hard not to tremble a little. Adrenaline swirls through her veins with every breath, but she cannot afford to let it cloud her judgement. As much as she wants to end this and save Makoto, no rushing can happen. It would be nice to skip to the part where she can hold him in her arms again, though.

 Oh, she’s going to hold him so tight. By the time she finds him, he’ll probably be pretty worn-out – smeared with sweat and whatever grime Haia’s put him through, clothes torn from wherever those brigands grabbed at him, with half-lidded eyes that will only be able to show his comfort at being with her again. She’ll probably have to take him to the hospital just to get checked out. She prays they didn’t leave too much of a mark on him, both emotionally and physically. Unprofessional as it may be, she might promise those brutes a couple of their own for laying a finger on him. The poor thing has been through enough already.

 Her eyes flick down to check her cellphone for a moment. Still no service – that had been taken away early on in this whole process – but at the very least she can see that eight minutes have passed. Twelve remain, then. Somehow, that feels like all the time in the world and not nearly enough. She slips the phone back into her jacket pocket and mutters something to herself, although even she is not entirely certain of whether it is actually coherent. She really hates this job sometimes.

 Moving through these halls so slowly feels nonsensical, but for whatever reason, she just has this gut feeling that she’s close to her next breakthrough. One of these brands will have to have some sort of meaning for her, right? It’s not like Haia was forthcoming about any other clues, and while she didn’t play nice, she didn’t play dirty, either. There has to be something that Kyoko is missing… but what? What is it that her eyes just aren’t seeing?

 Your little swain in distress… Japan’s sanctions after World War Two… Completely legal acts in 1946… The Last Act of her puzzle show… Twenty minutes to find Makoto…

 Is it 1946?

 That’s the only thing that would seem to make sense right about now. Unless one of the brands is called “The Last Act”, or there’s some World War Two manufactures here or something. Neither of those seems terribly likely, though. She’ll keep an eye out for them, of course, but perhaps the best next course of action for her will be putting a target out there for herself. A sense of direction might just be the push she needs to get the next clue into her mind.

 1946… 1946… No, nothing on the right. It’s all other garbage she can’t make any sense of. Shaking her head, she resolves to turn back around and check the left side. Surely that will have something, right? At the very least, she knows there is no clue for this one. Left, right, doesn’t matter – she’s got to use her eyes for this one.

 Boxes, brands, and more boxes. She’s going to be so sick of boxes after this. Knowing that it must be on the left this time, she settles for going section by section, eyes tracing up the stacks one by one. Tanaka Iga 888, Ichimonjiya Wasuke 1000, Uniqlo 1984, Maruo Clothing 1940. No good. A few steps over, and she’s onto the next one. Chikuma Shobo 1946 – 1946? 1946! She could nearly leap for joy when she sees that number pop up, and so close to the floor, too. She’s just about ready to dive into the shelves and pluck her beloved from the centre when something inside her forces a pause. Is this a red herring?

 Figuring out the composition of dynamite is a fairly easy task for a detective. In fact, she would argue that it is something one often just has to know when they start out on the job. But unfortunately, the same cannot be said for books. While she knows enough to know that Chikuma Shobo is a publishing company, she has no way of knowing if that is their actual inception year. Companies will often put their year on the boxes, that’s true, but some companies have a spotty concept of what their year actually was. In the case of books, it could also be about what was published in that year, versus when the books actually started coming out. The box is stamped differently than some of the others, after all. It looks a little too good to be true.

 Creeping closer to the shelf, Kyoko leans in, her left ear pointed towards the boxes. The only sound in here so far has been her footsteps, words, and the soft buzzing of the overhead lights, so she’s fairly confident that she’ll be able to pick up something. In the event that Haia merely slipped him a sedative, his throat muscles should be relaxed enough for her to hear his snoring. She could almost laugh at that, remembering how she used to complain about him doing that when they first started dating – and now it is all she wants to hear! Still, even if Haia went a riskier route with her knockout, she might still be able to pick up the sound of breathing. All she has to do is listen closely.

 …

 …

 …

 A minute passes.

 No sound.

 Haia did not mention consequences for making mistakes, but it still seems too risky to try and check. She wouldn’t put it past her to do such a thing. Like she’s already told herself a million times, the Matsushina family is devilish. Who knows what they could do?

 She swallows thickly. Part of her wants to believe that this is it and that this day of torture is finally over, but there’s a small, nagging piece of her that tells her to turn away. It’s all she can do not wince when she does, continuing to scour the aisle.

 Chugai Pharmaceutical Co. 1943, Sanden Corporation 1943, Horiba Ltd. 1945… These years are being deliberately blended together, aren’t they? Group all of the 1940s years close enough, and it will be more difficult for her to determine which one is 1946. That must be Haia’s goal! It’s all Kyoko can do not to just start up and climbing the next section, heart pounding as she thinks about how Makoto must be there. She has to see first. There is no acting without seeing.

 Another couple steps over, and she goes again.

 Calbee Incorporate 1949, Honda 1948, Suntory Holdings Limited 1946, Fukushima Galilei 1951.

 Suntory Holdings Limited! Kyoko’s heart leaps with joy as her eyes lock onto the box at the top of the shelf, even if she finds herself squinting to double check that that is, in fact, what it says.

 As the image of the box settles in her mind, Kyoko leaps into action, grips onto the large screws of the shelf without another word or a thought, and desperately begins to hoist herself up onto the next level. It’s difficult – she does not have the tone in her arms necessary for the task – but she manages, shimmying awkwardly up the side until she can hook her foot onto the second shelf. It will be that much more difficult to get onto the fourth one, where the Suntory boxes are, so she figures that it’s at least a little appropriate for her to try and take a rest. Still, she has to kick a bit to wedge herself out a space between all the boxes, and by the time she gets there, she is already breathing heavily.

 But she has to do this. For Makoto.

 In, out. In, out. In, out. In, out. In, out. And then it’s back to work again.

 She goes through each segment like this, one after the other, until finally she finds herself on the fourth shelf. As she carefully swings her exhausted body on to the shelf, dropping on her hands and knees, Haia’s shrill voice sounds through her ear piece.

 “Goooooood work Kirigiri-san, you really are as good as they say!”

 The detective jumps at the sound. She’s never startled easily, but that shrieky voice compared with a sudden sound? Ugh.

 “Your deductions, based on oh-so little info, have led you to the horrific chamber of your beloved! He’s held captive right here, just as promised!”

 There’s a catch, isn’t there? There’s always a catch.

 “Take a look and you’ll be able to see him, right as you left him! … Well, maybe not exactly, but a bit of roughing up does happen when you take a hostage. You can’t really blame my guys, can you? For such a small man, Naegi-kun sure put up a fight!”

 I can and will blame you and your cronies, you bitch, Kyoko nearly spits, but she knows any replies to her opponent are in vain. Rather than waste further time, she pushes herself to her feet, hoping to ignore how her legs wobble under her weight. Whether it’s the height or the effort that has given her jelly legs, she doesn’t know. It doesn’t matter now – not when she rises to a full view of the shelf, littered with those same, stupid boxes as the eye can see.

 “We had to restrain him a little bit, you see. Knock him out cold and put him in a little prison, you know? It wasn’t my plan at first, but hey, what is it if not part of the fun?”

 At this point she doesn’t even have the energy to respond to that statement. All she can do is stare, dumbstruck, at the sea of cardboard before her. It’s like the world’s most business casual labyrinth. Luck at least favours her in the sense that the boxes themselves are not sealed, but finding someone in this will not be easy. Silently, she prays that Haia will have one last clue to give in her spiel that will make this whole exercise with the ear piece worthwhile.

 “Speaking of fun, I hope you know that now you’ve got about… eight minutes remaining! Look at you, splitting up your time like that. If you can find Naegi-kun, take out your earpiece and touch it to the bracelet on his wrist, that will disable the devices meant to explode the dynamite. If you can’t, then I guess this is good-bye! Say hi to Daddy for me. I’m sure that you’ll see each other in hell!”

 The threat shoots fear through her nerves, like ice water trickling down her spine, but she knows there is no use letting herself get worked up. Like a madwoman, she starts to fling boxes open to reveal their insides. Anything empty or useless, she pushes them over the side.

 Maybe I can do that with the dynamite if I find it, she thinks to herself. It is not guaranteed saviour for herself nor Makoto. The explosion would likely destroy the base of the shelving, sending the two of them falling to their deaths, but even a chance is better than certainty. With this hope in mind, she goes back to flipping open boxes, hoping that maybe one of them will have a whisper of something.

 She’s somewhere around the sixteenth box when she catches a whiff of something… familiar.

 Kind of like… teakwood, and… the ocean…

 “Guess you forgot to fix his scent before you got him all wrapped up in your practical joke, huh?” She snickers to no one in particular. Ocean and teakwood. She’d thought the scent was nice when Makoto first had her take a sniff, but now, she cannot get enough. Her box-tossing moves twice as fast, heart thundering in her head as she follows her nose. “Come on, Makoto… Lead me back to you, just like you always do.”

 The scent makes it easier. Not impossibly simple, but easier. The movements go much faster. Her heart pounds even louder, and she finds herself sneaking more and more glances at her phone. Time is ticking away, but with every inhale, she is one step closer. One step closer. Before long it seems as if the scent is too much to bear, that he’s right under her nose and she just can’t seem him. Heat prickles her skin in excitement and worry as she flips open the lid of another box, doing each one faster than the last, over and over again until finally, as her head cranes over a particularly large one, a glint of light sneaks through the unsealed crack – and she spots, with her own eyes, a tuft of sandy brown hair.

 Relief drops onto her like a sudden rainfall. Nearly all of her urgency from before is gone as she lifts the flaps of cardboard open to reveal Makoto. Bruised and sedated, but otherwise unharmed, Makoto.

 She wastes no time plucking her ear piece from its home and inserting it into the bracelet on his wrist, smirking in satisfaction to herself as the thing beeps in recognition. Only a few seconds pass before a robotic voice murmurs: “Explosive devices disabled. Congratulations on qualifying for the final battle, Kirigiri-san. See you in three months.”

 The final battle…

 She lets out a sigh she didn’t even realize that she had been holding. Tough as it will be, she cannot bring herself to worry about that right now. She’ll try to get in contact with the police department before then, let them know the situation. That’s about all she can do. Otherwise, though, her major concern is getting Makoto out of this box and away from danger.

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 Apparently, it was Taiwan that Haia ran off to when she set the whole thing up. Long gone before the whole scenario started, really. They arrested the remaining Matsushina henchmen, at least, but there would still be more fighting to do in three months’ time. Thankfully, higher-ups agreed that they would be more than ready to warn the Taiwanese government in advance of potential attack. That meant that for now, Kyoko had time to rest up and get ready. To some, that would mean her first course of action would be formulating a plan or getting in with some contacts, but for her… It meant spending some time with Makoto.

 It had been tough work getting down from that shelving unit with an incapacitated partner, but she managed. With a bit of help, she was able to show her proof of victory and get out of the Matsushina family’s facility, and most importantly, get Makoto to a proper hospital.

 And that was how she found herself now, sitting in wait for him to wake up. The hours passed slowly. To the credit of the nurses, they insisted on checking her over as well, so it wasn’t completely boring. But when that was done, it was back to her current state: sitting in Makoto’s hospital room, slouched in one of those uncomfortable chairs, trying to take a nap. Funny how when waiting for a sleeping person to wake, the most interesting thing she can do is try to rest herself. She’s dozed on and off a bit already, and she feels herself getting closer to another bout, when suddenly she hears the sheets on the bed begin to shift. As her eyes snap open, she is met with the sight of a seriously dazed and confused Makoto, who still somehow finds the strength to smile when he locks eyes with her.

 “Makoto,” she breathes, springing from her seat as fast as she can to meet him at his bedside, “You’re awake.”

 “I’m awake.” He drawls. His eyes are half-lidded and clouded over, and she can only imagine how fuzzy his head must feel on the inside. Nonetheless, he does not appear to be in bad spirits. The way that same, comforted smile seems to persist tells her that much, at least.

 “I was so worried for you,” she murmurs, pressing her lips to his forehead ever so softly, like he was a delicate petal that would tear under her touch, “I had no idea what they’d done. Matsushina-san, she could have…”

 “What happened with Matsushina-san? Did something go wrong?” His smile does not dissipate as the words leave his mouth, troubling Kyoko. It would be a lot to expect for him to remember everything about the scenario instantly, but to not recall anything at all? That sends a bolt of worry through her chest. She has to try to avoid furrowing her brows.

 “Makoto… what do you remember about what happened to you in your day?”

 He seems to pause a moment, eyes flitting down to his lap as he mulls the question over. There is not much movement, but she can see the occasional flicker of emotion twist on his face before it is just as quickly replaced by something else. By all means, his day would have been normal up until Haia’s kidnapping attempt, so there should be at least some of it that he is able to recall. Still, after a few minutes of searching his mind, his gaze is devoid of recognition.

 “I don’t… remember,” he confesses softly, in a voice that reminds her of a frightened child, “I don’t… Weren’t we supposed to go on a date? I… remember that. And I remember that you asked for a Western-style breakfast this morning, but…”

 “Nothing apart form that?”

 He frowns. “Not a thing.”

 She bites her lip. “I was afraid you might say that. It must have been a strong sedative that they gave you, with a little something else added for good measure.”

 Makoto’s frown persists, yet a quirked brow joins it. “They?”

 “Matsushina-san and her brutes. I hate to confuse you when you just woke up, but… the reason that you’re here is because of me. Matsushina-san wanted to test me. She thought you would be a good motivator.”

 “I thought you caught Matsushina. And I thought he was a man.”

 “Haia Matsushina,” she explains, shaking her head. “His daughter. She thought she could avenge her father and his empire of criminality. My success with him made her want to test whether I was a worthy opponent… and in the end, that meant that she tried to press me to play her game by kidnapping you.”

 “Oh.”

 No other words, just that sound. There’s an expression on his face that she struggles to place, somewhere between the knit brows of troubled and the glazed gaze of still processing. One can only imagine how much it is to take in, but if he’s already asking the questions, she doesn’t feel as if it would be fair to leave him with nothing.

 “Did you catch her in the end?”

 Kyoko shakes her head. Makoto’s frown deepens. “Not your fault,” she blurts out, knowing that he will try to blame himself, “The police think she was already in Taiwan by the time she started testing me. They caught her brutes, at least.”

 “Are you disappointed?”

 “What do I have to be disappointed in?”

 “Well, that you couldn’t catch her… You can be a bit competitive when it comes to your detective work. You get frustrated when the criminals win a round.”

 She chuckles softly. Leave it to Makoto to call her out in the nicest way. He’s right, though. It does irk her when the enemy gets the upperhand for once. But, this time around, she finds that Haia is a problem she is more than happy to procrastinate against. When she looks at the man sitting in the bed, his hair ruffled from sleep, his gaze cloudy but calm, with no pain more than a few bruises dotting his arms and legs… All she can find that she cares about is that he’s there with her and he’s alive. A smile plays at her lips as she shakes her head once more.

 “I’m not worried about it right now. All that matters to me right now is that you’re safe.”

 A hint of a blush raises in his cheeks at the words, but finally, his face starts to crack into a grin. “Thanks for saving my life… again.”

 She leans up and presses another kiss to his forehead. “I save you; you save me. There is nothing I would not do for your sake. I’m sorry that my career put you in danger.”

 “No need to apologize,” he assures her, “Although I think we do need to get better security in order. It’s not like we’re exactly anonymous anymore.”

 She nods thoughtfully. “True. We can work on that when we get home. For now, I just want to focus on being together.”

 “Fair.” He laughs gently. “Do you wanna climb in my bed, so we can really be together?”

 “Like you even have to ask,” she replies, making him laugh even more as they shuffle their way into the most comfortable of snuggle positions.

 Well, the most comfortable of snuggle positions that one can take in a hospital bed.

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[gmanwhore]

Sayaka Maizono-> "This is my dream! And sometimes i'll have to do unpleasent things for it"

Mukuro Ikusaba-> "Introducing the other Despair Sister. . Mukuro Ikusaba"

Leon Kuwata-> "Listen this is only self defense. . Come on man. . Haha"

Chihiro Fujisaki-> "I have to do this! I've got to get stronger"

Mondo Owada-> "What'cha looking at? You think i am weak? I am strong dammit!"

Kiyotaka Ishimaru-> "I am gonna show the world you don't need to be a genius to do great things!'

Hifumi Yamada-> "Now it is time to shine for the Alpha and the Omega"

Celestia Ludenberg "C rank is in which most people rank. . However you are a rank D"

Sakura Ogami-> "I am gonna prove that i am the strongest human being alive, fairly"

Junko Enoshima-> "Hello everybody, it is me! JUNKO FUCKING ENOSHIMA"

Yasuhiro Hagakure-> "I predict i'll win, and my predictions are at least 30% right"

Toko Fukawa/Genocider Syo-> "Y-you probably think i am gonna lose to y-you RIGHT?!"

Aoi Asahina-> "I am gonna win this in a sportsmanlike way even if you think i'm a spaz"

Byakuya Togami-> "In the name of the Togami family, i am not gonna lose to you"

Kyoko Kirigiri-> "Remember, if you disregard emotion it will bite you eventually"

Makoto Naegi-> "Really i don't know where to start, i am a very average guy"

I LOVE THESE

[anotherhibiscuswow]

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