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destination-despairing · 3 years

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Here take this snippet I wrote for an au that I haven't fleshed out at all whatsoever and might never write unless I can find a plot that helps me explore this dynamic that made me wanna write in the first place

"Lonely? What kinda dumbass question is that?" Kokichi snorted with amusement. "Did your lobotomy finally kick in or something, old man?"

Izuru's expression, as always, did not change. He just blinked, tilted his head, and waited patiently for Kokichi to stop the charade.

Well tough luck, cause Kokichi had charades to spare, he clowned around professionally, and he wasn't about to let this guy (of all guys! The irony!) psychoanalyze him.

"You think Shuichi, or Miu, or Gonta, or any of those losers mean a damn thing to me?" He laughed, setting his hands on his hips and looking out over the city. "You knew from day one they're all just pawns to me. Isn't that what makes me so interesting?"

"Not really, no." Izuru rested his chin on his hand, eyes following Kokichi's movements. He was carrying himself like a king, standing here on the rooftop and surveying his kingdom. Kingly or not, though, he was talking too much and too fast, his hands fidgeting nervously whenever he thought Izuru couldn't see.

"Tch. Whatever." Kokichi rolled his eyes. "People like you and me, we don't get lonely."

"What made you think I'm like you?"

Kokichi paused and turned back to look at Izuru: wind toying with his endless hair, feet dangling over the edge of the roof, no fear of falling whatsoever. Just sitting there and watching Kokichi like he was some… some… damn mouse in a maze! Some experiment or prank!

"We're both bored by the world, we've been over this," he groaned dramatically. "It's the only reason we hang out. I do unpredictable things, and you don't react to jackshit, and it makes things interesting for both of us. This? This isn't friendship or whatever, so don't try to use it as an example!"

"I wasn't going to."

"Huh?" Kokichi did not feel rejected. Why would he? He didn't want to be accepted so rejection wasn't even on the menu.

"You wouldn't accept us as an example," Izuru said. "Because us involves you, and you lie most of all to yourself." He stood up, almost daring gravity to pull him down from the ledge. "I don't have the patience to lie to myself. Perfect or not, I'm human, and I've found comfort in being around others."

"Bullshit," Kokichi huffed. "You're not human! You're a… a… Frankenstein with a computer for a brain and ice for a heart!"

"Frankenstein's monster," Izuru corrected.

"Oh my god you are so pretentious," Kokichi replied, not missing a beat. "Well, whatever. Maybe we aren't the same. Maybe I'm just better than you, huh?" He laughed. "Guess this means I get all the fun to myself, while Izuru Kamukura goes off to pway with his fwiends!"

Kokichi hadn't realized he'd started pacing until his foot slipped on the ledge, and for one terrifying moment his blood ran cold as he felt nothing but air beneath it.

He gasped as Izuru caught him by the shirt front, preventing him from falling. Just casually saving his life as easily as he did everything else.

"I wonder how long your lies will amuse you," Izuru said, and Kokichi looked wide eyed about himself as he realized Izuru wasn't pulling him up just yet. "... no. I wonder how long they will protect you."

"Y-you gonna keep being all dramatic or are you planning on dropping me?" Kokichi's hands had grabbed instinctively onto Izuru's arm when he'd caught him, but now he pulled them away. He let his arms hang loose in the air and dared Izuru to do it.

Izuru pulled him back up to the roof and set him down.

"... boring." Izuru sighed and turned back to the roof access door.

"B… I'm not boring!" Kokichi called after him. "I'm unpredictable, you said it yourself."

"I regret that compliment. It's all you hung onto, and now your substance is… weak. Boring." Izuru ran a hand through his hair, fingers catching on a dozen tangles. "Goodbye. I'm sorry to have encouraged this."

"Get back here!" Kokichi demanded. "Don't talk to me like I'm some stupid kid! Hey! God, did they remove your balls too when they took out your frontal lobe? Get back here and be the straight man to my comic! God, you suck!"

Izuru kept walking as Kokichi slung insults at him, opening the door and letting them fade into silence as he took the stairs down.

Izuru rarely felt strong emotion. The world was old news to him and therefore he found it hard to connect. Still, there were times the world drew him in long enough to feel something.

Right now he felt regret.

Well, now that he was leaving, Kokichi had a lower chance of following in his former footsteps. It had taken him too long to find the antidote for his apathy, and he felt that Kokichi's apathy was perhaps even more dangerous than his own.

His phone rang once he exited the building. He was unsurprised to see Makoto's name on the caller ID.

"Hey, I was going to pick up dinner on my way home. Is Kokichi joining us?"

"No."

"Did something happen?" Makoto asked. "You sound upset."

"My tone hasn't changed in any way."

"Whatever you say. We can talk about it later if you like."

"Mm."

#izuru kamukura #kokichi ouma #makoto naegi #kamuegi #possible or implied saiouma... haven't decided yet... but it seems leaning that way #fic #River posting #S fave #Tumblr won't let me like our own blogs posts so i gotta go back in here and tag it

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josephsaturn · 3 years

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Danganronpa: 10th anniversary outfits review!

So…quick thought here…I have almost no context for any other character outside of dr1, so if u like some of these characters, and I say something construed as mean…sorry?

(Under the cut):

DANGANRONPA 1:

Makoto Naegi: 7/10

It’s fine, really. Nothing extravagant, nothing stupid

Kiyotaka Ishimaru: 7/10

The only thing I have to say is that I like the color scheme: it takes from his school uniform, and that palette looks great on him!

Byakuya Togami: 8/10

I like it. The fur coat works for his personality, and the color palette works as well.

Mondo Ōwada: 9/10

I’m not exactly sure what this is supposed to be, but it looks great! The palette looks nice and the coat & pants have a really cool design on them.

Leon Kuwata: 7/10

The plaid looks nice, but in all honesty, I don’t really think it fits his character well.

Hifumi Yamada: 9/10

Not gonna lie…I’m actually loving the pinstripes! He kinda looks like a mobster from Guys and Dolls, and considering that’s one of my favorite musicals, it gets an instant high score from me!

Yasuhiro Hagakure: 9/10

That color combo looks really good on him! I’m kinda glad Spike Chunsoft loves putting Hiro in bright clothes, since they fit so well on him!

Sayaka Maizono: 8/10

It’s fairly basic…but it’s cute at least. Also, I like the little detail that she’s holding a yellow rose, since those mean both friendship, and more commonly, jealousy

Kyoko Kirigiri: 7/10

It’s fine. I don’t hate it, but I think they could’ve done a bit better. In all honesty, I think it would’ve been cool if they put her into a “little black dress” like the one in breakfast at Tiffany’s: simple, but elegant nonetheless.

Aoi Asahina: 9/10

I am fully willing to admit I’m biased, so I will. I’m in LOVE with this dress, and Aoi’s rockin’ it!

Tōko Fukawa: 9/10

I really like this dress! The colors, the accessory, the design, her hair, it’s all great!

Sakura Ōgami: 10/10

YESSS QUEEN FUCK IT UUUPPPPP

Honestly, I love this Kimono! The bright pink and yellow, the (I’m assuming) Chrysanthemums, her hair and the decorations, I love it all, and she looks stunning!

Celestia Ludenberg: 7/10

I…kinda like it? The palette’s nice, and the general feel of it is regal-esque, but I personally kinda don’t like it. I feel like they should’ve gone with something more Victorian or Rococo style for her

Junko Enoshima: 10/10

I’m in LOVE with this dress, and it looks gorgeous! I especially love the little masque that pays homage to Monokuma, and the crown being used as kinda like a hairtie! It really looks like something a fashionista would wear!

Chihiro Fujisaki: 7/10

WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE A LEPRECHAUN AHAHAHAH

I don’t hate it, but they could’ve been just a bit more creative, I think.

Overall: 0/10, no Mukuro outfit

Jk, 8/10

Danganronpa 2

Hajime Hinata: 8/10

I like the white tux, but it looks like a lot of his palette was just eyedropped from his uniform

Rat Man (more commonly known as Nagito Komaeda): 9/10

I love the way this tux looks on him! The white jacket looks great, and so do the designs on it!

Byakuya Togami: 7/10

It’s alright. Nothing bad, nothing new. Maybe if they gave him a different tux design I wouldn’t mind, but as it is, it’s just fine

Gundham Tanaka: 9/10

I really like the accent colors, and the boa is a nice touch as well

I love the hamsters’ outfits! They’re adorable!!

Kazuichi Sōda: 6/10

This isn’t bad, but it just, once again, looks like they just eyedropped his normal uniform colors onto a tux. It’s not bad, but it does feel a bit lazy

Teruteru Hanamura: 9/10

This might seem like an unpopular opinion (and it is)…but I love this outfit! It’s cute, the accent colors and accessories themselves are cute, and Teruteru’s the only boy wearing a cummerbund (fun fact!)

Nekomaru Nidai: 9/10

I’m in LOVE with this guy’s design

I really like the double-breasted jacket (that’s actually what it’s called, I’m not being horny), and the colors look great on him! My only complaint is the fact that he’s wearing boaters. They’re not bad shoes, but I just don’t get why he’s wearing them

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: 7/10

I like his color scheme, but if there were any place to put pinstripes, it’s this guy, due to his title. Also, what’s with the rolled up pants? Is he wanting to wear shorts? He does look like a kid…

Akane Owari: 10/10

I ADORE THIS ONE. The pants, the blouse, the color, the CAPE…HOO BOOOYYYYY

Chiaki Nanami: 8/10

I like the color scheme, but, again, the dress seems a little plain. She’s the ultimate gamer, and you’re telling me you can’t reference a video game dress? Really?

Sonia Nevermind: 10/10

I am IN LOOOVEEEE WITH THIS DESIGNNNNN

the way this dress looks is GORGEOUS, and the palette is, once again, beautiful

Hiyoko Saionji: 8/10

It’s a very cute design, but I feel like the colors could be a bit more matched

Mahiru Koizumi: 9/10

GORGEOUS. I have no other words.

No thoughts, head empty, only GORGEOUS

Mikan Tsumiki: 5/10

Eeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I…don’t like this one

The way it shows so much skin feels a bit weird, considering fanon states some kinda physical/sexual abuse for Mikan. The only thing I like is the color scheme

The pillbox hat & color scheme makes me think of Jackie Kennedy, so why not put her in something like that? Something a bit more conservative, but still pretty

Ibuki Mioda: 9/10

I really like this one! It seems a bit avant-garde, & I respect that for a character like ibuki

Not to mention it just looks pretty in general

Peko Pekoyama: 8/10

I love the monochrome color scheme and the way her Kimono looks, and her accessories look great as well!

Overall: 8/10!

Danganronpa V3

Rantaro Amami: 8/10

Meh, it looks good, but I think it’s kinda bland

Kokichi Ōma: 7/10

The outfit looks great, but this dude’s HAIR…DISGOSTANG

Like…it’s long enough to put into a rat-man ponytail, so why not do THAT?

K1-B0: 10/10

You know I’m right.

Gonta Gokuhara: 9/10

I like the color scheme a lot, and the chequerboard looks great on him! What a gentleman!

Shuichi Saihara: 5/10

I’m just not a fan of tweed…but also, this just doesn’t look good on him. What they should’ve done was give him something in a different color palette. Maybe reference a 1940s suit for extra levity!

Korekiyo shingūji: 7/10

Idk…everything’s’ fitting together, but at the same time…not. I do like the hakama, tho, & the color palette is once again, eyedropped

Ryoma Hoshi: 9/10

I love the color scheme, the pinstripes look great, and I love both the gloves and the fedora!

Kaito Momota: 7/10

He just kinda looks, once again, like a formal version of his school uniform. It doesn’t look bad, but there’s gotta be something more creative than that

Kaede Akamatsu: 8/10

I really like the color scheme and her decorations, and the ruffles look adorable! It gives off a very “goddess of flowers” vibe, and I love it

Miu Iruma: 100/10

BAHAHAHA WHY DOES SHE LOOK LIKE JEANNE FROM BAYONETTA?

NO SERIOUSLY LOOK:

In all seriousness tho, I do love the dress, it’s so sophisticated and the color palette/ accessories only complement the outfit

Tsumugi Shirogane: 8/10

Meh, the dress is cute, and the color scheme looks nice, but I just kinda wish they swapped the colors of the boa and dress. I think that’d look better

Tenko Chabashira: 9/10

She looks like Willy Wonka……but it works. I like the short skirt-pants, the hose, and overall, it looks great!

We need more people wearing cummerbunds!

(Number of kids wearing cummerbunds: 2)

Kirumi Tōjo: 8/10

She kinda looks like a character from……Genshin, I think? Either way, it looks pretty, but I think they could’ve done better.

Maki Harukawa: 6/10

I don’t really understand the color situation: why is the bodice pink, but the bottom a gradient from eggshell white to egg yolk yellow? If they’d chosen better colors I think I might like the dress better

Himiko Yumeno: 10/10

I love this dress. It’s so cute, and the use of translucent, glittery fabric really makes it look whimsical! She looks like a magical girl, which I guess is the point

Angie Yonaga: 9/10

I’m not exactly sure what she’s wearing, but I do love the colors. They fit really well, and it looks good on her!

Overall: 8/10

#danganronpa #new danganronpa killing harmony #super danganronpa goodbye despair #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #sdr2 #ndrv3 #danganronpa 10th anniversary #outfit review

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hope-meets-despair-imagines · 4 years

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oH BoY mY fIrsT rEquesT. Uhh...Hajime,Shuichi,and Makoto with a S/O who is very kind,affectionate,and often gives gifts to people,but it’s revealed they do this because they have major self esteem issues and try to make themselves redeemable,please? Thanks so much :,D

*tries not to project* *projects a lot* I’m sorry for being out of action for so long, but I hope you enjoy these anon! I fixated a bit on the gift part, I hope that’s okay. I just like the concept of the protags getting gifts instead of giving them like they usually do.

♤ Mod Kokichi ♤

Male Protags with an S/O that tries to compensate by giving gifts!

Shuichi Saihara:

Shuichi is someone who’s really good at giving thoughtful gifts but not very used to receiving them, so when you start showing up with gifts that he mentioned he needed or simple things that were to his taste he was flustered but very happy to accept them. He won’t leave you out of it though, and will get you small gifts often just to show you that he cares.

He thinks it’s just shyness at first, when you look at the gift he gave you nervously, or maybe you just didn’t like it? He asks you if you would like him to take it back but you cut him off, rushing to say that it’s a great present and that you’ll keep it forever. Holding the gift a but closer to you rather than the limp grasp you had before, you give Shuichi what you hoped was a good enough smile.

While he doesn’t think the gift he gave you was especially grand, he’s glad that you did want to keep it in the end. Shuichi doesn’t quite get the panic in your eyes that doesn’t truly fade no matter how much you smile at him.

He would brush it off as a bad day, or maybe just surprise from getting a present so out if the blue, but you kept getting that same look. Whenever he took you out to eat, whenever he bought you things no matter the price or size, you would always have that look on your face. It was bugging him, something in his gut telling him that this wasn’t just you being modest.

Then you start telling him things with each gift you get, how you didn’t deserve them, how you couldn’t accept them. He had no idea who or what had convinced you of that, but he hurries to assure you that yes you do, and yes you can. Despite being as confused he is Shuichi can tell that you really mean what you’re saying.

It doesn’t usually go farther than that, him reassuring you and you hopefully believing him, yet tonight you had had enough. It was so hard, you told him while near tears in his dorm after yet another small present was placed in your hands, it was so hard to accept these gifts while knowing that he had to waste his time and money to get them for you. He tries to tell you it wasn’t a problem but you’re not having it.

You tell him, in full detail what a sorry piece of garbage you think you are, how despicable you must be for letting your boyfriend buy you gifts over and over again, how horrible you are for not being able to buy him a gift that could compare to all the love and support he’s given you. “Shuichi-” you’re crying and yelling at this point and he can barely keep up, but he listens while desperately trying to figure out how to fix this- “it’s not fair how you keep getting me these wonderful gifts and I can barely even get you the stupid presents I give you!”

He visibly recoils at your tone but you don’t let up, you can’t stop yourself, you’re angry and upset, confused and anguished, you don’t know why you’re saying all of this but you can’t even bring yourself to care anymore. So you keep going. Going and going, until you’re well out of breath and flushed, paradoxically exhausted and raring to go at any moment.

He sits silently for a while, watching you and making sure that you’re done before he starts talking, admitting to himself that you were a little bit intimidating just then. Not breaking eye contact with your tense form and slowly guiding you to sit down, he clears his throat softly. Speaking lightly, he starts asking you simple questions. He doesn’t make them very wordy, nor does he demand answers, he just leaves them hanging in the air for you to answer one by one.

You speak softly and tiredly, your previous energy having faded when he sat down with you, and answer him with short, sorrowful words. You tell him how long, why you think you started saying these things, why you couldn’t tell him. Shuichi takes them all in with a hurt look in his eyes that crushes you with its weight, like it truly pained him to hear what you thought was the truth.

Taking a deep breath he suggests that the both of you lie down for a bit, you were barely able to keep your eyes open and he needed time to digest all of this, to think about how to fix this. He knew now that you needed help, and he would be damned if he didn’t give it to you. He doesn’t usually initiate anything when the both of you share a bed, always overthinking the simplest of things and far too shy for his own good, but in this moment he holds you in the dark, making sure you’re deep in a dream before falling asleep himself.

In the morning, he makes breakfast and brings it to you warm, gently shaking you awake. After you’re both finished he looks at you with love in his eyes as he asks you what he can do, if anything at all. The two of you talk for hours, tossing around ideas and concerns before settling on a plan that didn’t make you as nervous as you thought it would. You were still a bit anxious about it, change isn’t something most enjoy after all, but as you held your boyfriend a little bit tighter you smiled and closed your eyes, feeling just a little bit more secure for once.

Hajime Hinata:

As someone who’s become very accustomed to the art of gifting, Hajime feels really loved when you give him thoughtful gifts of your own. He takes each one with a smile on his face, warmly thanking you for the gift. Thinking about the shelf in his bedroom that was cleared to make way for the things you gave him always makes him sigh with a grin, happy to have such an amazing person to call his.

The gifts come frequently and seemingly without much reason. Soon his shelf is looking more than cluttered as he tries to figure out how to put his most recent present on it without causing the others to fall. As gifts fall to the floor from a failed attempt, he knows that he has more than enough gifts and resolves to politely ask that you slow your roll. He appreciates them, really, but this was a little too extreme for him (and his shelf) to handle.

The next day the two of you hang out and once again you give him a present and he asks you a question that’s been nagging at him, just how do you afford all of these gifts? You explain that the money is the least of your worries, the hard part is finding something to make up for your existence.

He pauses for a bit while you nervously laugh at your own expense, the sound dying out as you realize that he wasn’t laughing along with you. Hesitantly asking him what was wrong, you look to him with worried eyes, thinking you had done something wrong like you always do.

He asks you if it was just a joke, but regardless of your answer you’ve been caught. Hajime knows that what you said held more weight than you wanted to show, but what he really wants to know is why. He tries to think back to a time that might have led to this, but can’t imagine anything that could have set you off.

You anxiously attempt to get him to let up the pressure and to have him stop asking you things but he doesn’t budge, knowing that this is something that can’t be brushed aside. He pries some weak answers out of you, along with a whole string of ‘I don’t know’s that frustrate him slightly.

He brings you close and tries his best to convince you with his words, thinking his love could get through to you, but you keep arguing with him, telling him that you know everyone thinks the same way you do and that he doesn’t have to act like he likes you just to spare your feelings.

Those words send a bolt of surprise straight through his heart and he freezes up before asking if you really thought he didn’t love you. You try your best to rephrase it, to make it seem less obvious, but even with as much as you backtrack and assure him he’s not in the wrong he just stares at you with a grim expression in his face.

From that point on Hajime tries his best to get over his embarrassment and tell you all the cute little things he thinks about you, whether you’re next to him or not. He thinks about you often, you learn, as your phone buzzes for the tenth time in 40 minutes. They’re always very quick statements, Hajime feels more flustered than confident when he reads the longer ones so he prefers to send simpler texts, but they carry just as much love.

Hanging out has you wondering what he’s going to say next, sometimes it’s profound things you never even noticed about yourself and sometimes it’s more typical statements about how good you look or how much he loves you.

Give up on bringing yourself down with Hajime around, he might blush up to his ears but he can pull off a surprisingly good kabedon when he thinks he needs to.

Makoto Naegi:

Makoto likes to think of it as a fun competition between the two of you, to see who can get the other the best gift. He always follows up each of your gifts with gratitude and a promise to get you an even better gift.

He doesn’t notice until after a while, but after a few nights of thinking on his time with you before he goes to bed he notices that you’re very… desperate to give him gifts and to have him like them. He remembers the look he sees so much Makoto swore he could see it on the back of his eyelids, the expression of pure worry on your face as you would hand him the latest addition to his ever-growing pile of presents, and he wonders why that might be.

Makoto had a feeling, you see, that maybe, just maybe, it might not be anticipation that put that look on your face. He couldn’t be sure, but the thought wouldn’t leave him as he resolved to meet up with you the day after.

Call it a lucky guess because after just a few minutes of deflecting his probing, he’s managed to work out that something isn’t right. A few more minutes and he’s feeling a little worried. An hour later and he’s genuinely concerned and in need of answers that you just don’t know. You don’t even know where to start or why he’s even so upset; you knew he was hopelessly optimistic, but you didn’t know it was this bad. I mean come on, from just looking at you a stranger could tell that you’re worthless… Right?

Wrong. Very wrong, apparently. Makoto is absolutely not going to be happy until he can make you believe that you’re worth his time of day, inwardly a little hurt that you thought so little of him and his feelings towards you.

This doesn’t go as well as he had planned, hearing something so blatantly divorced from your view of yourself just overwhelms you, leading to a very emotional heart to heart between the two of you. Even Makoto is crying by the end of it, and he’s not even the one with issues here.

You can’t take it for much longer and make an escape as quick as you reasonably can, leaving your dumbstruck boyfriend standing there with a distressed look on his face. That won’t be the end of it, you know it won’t because you know your Makoto and you know he won’t just drop it, but you can’t handle it right now. You just can’t.

After that epic blunder Makoto rethinks his approach. Yeah, maybe going in without a plan and then yelling at them while knowing they felt so bad was a poor choice, he laments in his mind. He’s not done though, just set back a bit. He reassures himself that that’s still workable, at least.

With that in mind, he takes a slower, more careful approach. Dropping small compliments here and there, giving little reassurances, disagreeing with some of the comments you make about yourself. It’s a slow effort, but he’s in this for the long haul and there’s nothing in the world that could be more important to him than you.

He spends a lot of his free time thinking of what he can do for you and it shows in every conversation he has with you. The fruits of his efforts are painfully slow at showing themselves, but when they do he’s over the moon.

It’s small things mostly, maybe you insult yourself less or you catch yourself in the middle of a store before you can put yet another gift in your basket, but baby steps are better than no steps at all in Makoto’s eyes. Any bit of progress is something that he’s immediately smiling at you for, trying to encourage you without being overbearing is hard when he’s this excited but he somehow manages to pull through for your sake.

Makoto is proud of you and your progress, and he hopes that he’ll be able to support you for however long you need, because even if you don’t think so he knows that you are more than worth the effort and care.

#danganronpa #dr1 #super danganronpa 2 #sdr2 #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #danganronpa imagine #danganronpa x reader #makoto naegi x reader #sdr2 imagine #sdr2 x reader #Hajime Hinata X reader #drv3 imagine #drv3 x reader #shuichi saihara x reader #mod kokichi

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theangstyauthors · 5 years

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Chapter 3

Makoto’s POV

I heard a rustling at the door and my nerves raced back to me. Within seconds the door opened to reveal dark purple boots or at least that's the direction I was looking anyway.

"Kirigiri?" I asked to nobody in particular. I really hoped that it wasn't her but then again as long as it wasnt Nagito then I was fine. The only thing that wasn't fine was literally everything else. My face and eyes were bright red from crying and I ended up soaking my sweatshirt in the process to now which it lay on the floor next to me near the tub like a wet towel. I was starting to drench the random t-shirt that I decided to put on today that happened to be light blue was now a dark blue with tears and there's no way I was taking that off. My head rested on my hands that were upright on my knees. I was such a failure. I was just waiting for Kirigiri to say it. Then all of a sudden I heard the heels of her boots get closer until she sat down next to me on the edge of the bathtub. I wouldn't meet her glance, I couldn't, I wouldn't, I shouldn't. I didn't deserve to speak to her. I was just wasting her time. In my peripheral vision I saw her doing something with her glove. It took me a while to realize what was happening until she said something. "You can call me Kyoko you know?" She said quietly as she glanced down at her hands. Only then did I realize that she had taken off her glove and taken my right hand away from my face. Our hands laid intertwined against the cold ledge of the tub. Only then did I meet her glance and she quickly looked away.

"What are you doing in here?" She asked.

"What does it look like?" I muttered into the space that was this room. There was a heavy sad aura as I tried to move my sweatshirt on the floor into an out of sight position. Only then did I realize that it was underneath my foot which made me have to stand up to move. As I did I remembered that my hand was still connected to Kirigiri's which made me end up getting pulled backwards, knocking both of us into the bathtub with a thud. As I opened my eyes I realized that our hands were no longer connected, but our lips. I retracted my face as a shocked look passed between us both before we smiled. The peace was short lived as Kyoko than began to move from her place against the bathtub's wall. I looked down as I was practically almost sitting on her and quickly moved to get off of her. I was stopped quickly in my attempt as I felt a sharp pain on my arm. She had found out. She found out the reason that I never took off my sweatshirt. She had found out what had happened to me. She had found out that everyone at school hated me

"Uh hey Makoto you in here WOAH GUYS COME HERE!" I heard Nagito's stupid voice from the bathroom door. Within seconds everyone had appeared inside *Shuichi's* bathroom. Kirigiri and I could only watch from our awkward position inside this bathtub with sheepish faces as their own faces of shock appeared. They couldn't know what happened. I would never live it down. I quickly tried to think of a way to explain this to them but i was honestly so stuck. I felt like a zoo animal on display that you could take pictures of. I watched as they glanced from me trapping poor Kyoko to the scars that layed on my arms.

"What happened here?" Hajime was starting to sound more and more like a dad every day that I knew him.

"I-I ah fell. I tripped on my sweatshirt and you know the mini river and then I fell on Kirigiri and now were he--"

All of a sudden Kyoko did something that I never thought she would do in front of people she practically just met. I was cut off by her lips again meeting mine and I heard loud gasps fill up the decently small bathroom.

"ITS CANON BOIS ITS CANON!" Nagito's obnoxious screeching was probably the loudest voice you heard in the midst of all the commotion.

"K-K-Kirigiri!" I stuttered. My face resembling that of a rose.I looked up to see a woman addressed as Kirumi smirk at us, and if a smirk could make a noise it was certainly a loud one. Tears still rolled down my face but for some odd reason I felt really happy. I still felt terrible but that melted even for a split second when our lips touched. I don't know what to feel but for now...I'm just going to be happy for everyone.

"I CALLED IT YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS HAJIME!' Whos voice I expected to hear was Nagito's actually wasn't.

"SHUICHI!" I screamed as I stood up and helped Kyoko up along with me. I quickly put my sweatshirt on luckily without anyone noticing. Nagito had a beaming smile and was practically shaking with happiness. Shuichi and Hajime were apparently dealing with a bet of when me a Kyoko would get together or something like that. Kirumi had disappeared for a while until there was a small knock on the door. All the screaming stopped as she stepped in.

"Everyone please do care to join me in the living room for some group therapy." Kirumi said a small smile never leaving her face. Everyone walked out of the bathroom with Kyoko and I following last which made Kirumi approach us.

"I shall clean and dry your sweatshirt for you Naegi." Kirumi commanded more than suggested. Kyoko and I's eyes met as i pulled off my sweatshirt which was only to be quickly replaced by Kyoko's leather jacket, Its size even bigger than I was. It seemed like we broke all gender roles in this not yet existent relationship. Kirumi then walked away with my sweatshirt in hand.

"Hey Kyoko what's your last name?" I turned to face her after all the commotion and decided to try something that I never thought that I would ever say.

"It's Kirigiri you know this already, what are trying to do?"

"Well what if it wasn't." I tried to say this with a straight face before I started laughing. I had heard my sister raging about that one pick up line to my mom when I was home for winter break.

"Makoto Naegi what has gotten into you!" I saw an almost shadow of a smile on her face. This would be an interesting relationship. "Why are you such an open book you short stack?"

We then made our way into the living room of Shuichi's dorm. Now He would have to third wheel all by himself. I took a breath before fully stepping in. I practically awaited the teasing I was going to get from my friends as I entered the long awaited group therapy.

Nagito laughed "Hey lover-boi, whatcha wearin there?"

I sheepishly smiled hoping that they would just forget what they saw on my arms "Oh just Kirigiri's jacket." I hope they won't talk about it and just forget it. I know we're doing "group therapy" and all but there are some things I'm not going to talk about. I'm not going to talk about being bullied and if they talk about my arms then I will just have to admit it. I guess I'm pretty okay at lying so if I need to I will. It's not like I don't want to cooperate, it's just some things don't need to be talked about. I just don't want to freak them out or have them be mad at me for never telling them. It's been going on for almost a year now so there's no doubt they'd be upset.

"Well let's start off." Kirumi announced as she gestured for everyone to come sit in a circle on the carpet with her. I awkwardly sat down next to Shuichi since I felt like I could relate to him the most currently. He had his head down and was wearing a completely different expression from when he and Hajime were exchanging their bet money. After everyone was settled on the floor Kirumi left with Kyoko following suit. How they did this without words, I have no idea I guess it was just some weird girl language that I couldn't comprehend. All I knew was that it was about to get real awkward in here. Oh lord what should I do?

Kyoko's POV

I ended up following the lady in a black dress into the dorms kitchen. I sensed that it was going to get really awkward so it's probably best if I just let the boys work it out amongst themselves. As I walked around the kitchen helping Kirumi, many questions flooded through my mind. One of them being how was she so good at her talent? I had heard she was good but how good was she really? Questions like this took my mind off of things that I didn't want to think of. As I was passed a cup by Kirumi those questions flooded my vulnerable thoughts again. Why did I do that? What made me do that? I honestly just want to smash my head on this cup and let the glass go through my skull. I just ruined my reputation and if this gets out no one would look at me the same, especially my father. But most of all I ruined any chance at a friendship with Makoto.

Makoto POV

Well this is the most awkward silence i've ever experienced in my life. No one spoke we all just stared into space. The "fun" we were having before at the bakery almost didn't exist anymore. Was all that for nothing? Did they really hate me that much? After all the risks I took today one more couldn't hurt.

"Are you guys mad at me? Do you hate me?" My voice stopped suddenly as I got choked up on my tears. They were freely flowing down my face as the silence still continued. I got no response. I guess they didn't want to hurt my feelings anymore because they probably still did hate me. They looked like they wanted to say something but instead kept their mouths quiet. It seemed that I was right. I was all alone. Aren't I so lucky? I remained in the living room. My knees digging into the carpet as my shoulders shook as I desperately tried to repress my tears.

Another pov switch to Kyoko (Sorry)

I walked out of the dorms kitchen with Kurimi and I holding round trays with drinks on top of them. This would be my attempt of softening the blow of what we were going to experience the second that we walked into the living room. I thought that leaving for 5 minutes wouldn't have presented me the sight I saw but boy was I wrong. There they all sat still in the circle, all looking in different directions with different levels of distress on each person's face. It ranged from Makoto shaking from where I stood behind him to Shuichi's deadpan expression towards the floor. Then I was motioned to hand out the drinks that rested on our trays. I grabbed the last cup and bent down next to Makoto's shaking form and put an arm around his shoulder. Of course you know who wanted to speak now. Nagito.

"Makoko needs to drink teh hot cocoa!" It seemed that this was able to break the heavy air and earned uneasy laughter from the group. What should I do?

Makoto's POV (I think we are done with the fast switches of POV's now)

I was right. Everything I knew was right, it had to be. I feel like laughing, everything hurts so bad. My surroundings and everyone in them just faded as I sat there alone with my thoughts. I know what I need to do but yet I won't, not for now. Nothing is right, everything I ever knew was a lie. I honestly don't know what I can do right now. I really just want to run away from my so called friends and just be alone. I feel paralyzed as I sit here crying but I'm also trying to hold back my laughter. My emotions are all over the place and I feel like I'm going into hysterics. I failed them, I never wanted to let them know how I was feeling. Now they hate me along with every being and existence in this world. I feel miserable and humiliated

Then all of a sudden Kirumi came back with my sweatshirt in hand as she walked over and handed it to Kyoko who still sat by me even after how I looked in front of everyone. So I may or may not have made a mad dash into the corner after screaming at everyone to "close their eyes or they would no longer be drinking that hot cocoa"

"Woah dude what's your problem?" Hajime asked finally breaking the silence since my panic attack outburst.

"Nothing! Just mind your own hecking business not your average Joes!" I snapped at him finally getting him to turn around. I got my sweatshirt on and tried to calmly walk back over to the circle by my foot may have or may not have made contact with Nagito's head in spite of my full anger.

"Look Makoto, I'm not saying that I fully hate you but if my phone was at at least 50% I would unplug your lifespan to recharge it. Did you know how much joy you gave everyone when you left the room for once in your life!" I would have been offended by Nagito's insult if I wasn't so numb from all the pain. I looked over to see Shuichi nodding his head in agreement at Nagito's comment.

"You just need to calm down Naegi." He started to say but on no I wasn't done I told everyone to stay out.

"You stay out of this it doesn't concern you!" I screamed through the room.

"Face it Makoto we've told you before. You let people walk all over you. You are the reason that they invented double doors to add up to all the times that you fall." As I continued my outburst I heard a loud voice over all the commotion.

"ALRIGHT CHILDREN THAT'S ENOUGH!" Kirumi yelled at us as we continued arguing. "Everyone just sit down and shut up!" We obeyed her and we formed the circle again. I didn't realize how badly that silence affected us until it finally hit me on what I had done.

"I..I'm..sorry.." I started even though I knew that no one wanted to hear my apology. This is the worst I felt in ages. I honestly didn't mean to be rude but I guess I snapped under pressure. Why am I doing this though? Are they even my friends? I was really stupid to think I have friends, so that's a mistake on my part.

"So let's start with Makoto." Kirumi announced. "Who are the people that cause you the most anger in your life?"

"Well why don't I get a list. My sister, my mother, Nagito, Hajime, did I say Nagito already yet? Um lets see who else, everyone whos ever existed on this stupid earth to begin wit-"

"Ok i'm going to stop you there. You seem like you have a lot of anger." Kirumi tried to reason.

"No crap I do I didn't know we had more than one sherlock in this room." I sassily snapped back.

"Well then how about we try a group exercise?" Kirumi suggested. "How about we all share the secret we won't tell anyone to gain each other trust again after what just happened. Who would like to start?"

"Well i guess i'll start.." I looked up to see Shuichi finally taking his eyes off of the carpet as he raised his head to speak. "So uh...as you heard about uh Wednesday's are crying days and i uh lose so much tears that I end up spending most of Thursday's throwing up which means I really haven't had that huge of an appetite. I mean i'm still eating and thats you know...fine but everything is different. I looked up at his face to realize that when he was stuttering that he had actually started to cry in front of us. Something that had never happened in front of us before. The sharing continued on with everyone's mental walls slowly started to crash down on them. Nagito went next and what I thought would be him insulting us ended up being really deep to where he also began sobbing along with the rest of us.

"You know you all are so lucky that you are the physical embodiment of hope. I've always admired hope from a far but i have truly never experienced it. Everyone walks around and smile and their so full of hope, but me, i'm just trash on the sidewalk." After Nagito said this I looked around. There was now a pity party for two and my remaining tears. How did I get here? I sighed awkwardly as I realized that I was next in line to speak. If everyone else could do it then so could I right? But were they even my friends? Could I even trust them with this? The biggest most tragic secret that I, Makoto Naegi had kept for so long was finally not a secret anymore.

"I...uh I guess i'll go next..Well uh I" I tried to speak but it just never ended up working. I flopped back down onto my knees in defeat. They didn't care. They wouldn't care. They shouldn't care. Was I really their friend anyway? I would have to say it fast if I wanted to get it over with. I took a deep breath before saying what I thought I would have never said when I walked into these four walls. "Well you see, everytimeIFallDownThestairsitsbecauseIwaspushedandeveryonedoesthistomeandimjustsosickofit." I took a breath as I saw everyone's shocked faces. I normally just wrote off my injuries on my bad luck and clumsiness but I guess they know the truth now. When my voice was completely drowned out by tears I joined the pity party and upped its members by one. Then all of a sudden something that I would never want to happen in a million years happen. The doorbell rang.

#danganronpa #Dangan Ronpa #danganronpa fanfiction #please request #naegiri

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8, 9, 10, 70, 83 and 100!

Goodness! *Shuichi’s voice* I-I’ll get to them right away!

8) Least favourite character? (character hate in the answer)

Hiyoko Saionji. I never liked her from the start of SDR2 all the way to the end of DR3, and my gods, did I actually rejoice when chapter 3 came around and you find that she was killed. I was like “finally the loud-mouthed bitch is out of the picture” and the game became quite pleasant after that.

9) Least favourite class trial?

Chapter frickin’ 3 of ndrv3! I swear, I spent three game overs trying to get past this one non-stop debate sequence but I didn’t know which bullet to shoot at which word lol. So, I started taking guesses, you know like an idiot who’s not paying attention, and getting frustrated and slightly embarrassed for Shuichi when nothing worked. And I think it was that sequence where people kept accusing Kiibo of being able to sneak underneath the floorboards to kill Tenko. Somehow, I still got an A in that trial lol

10) What would be your Ultimate Title?

Answered here!

70) Character you would have a sleepover with?

Um, either Rantaro or Kaito, I think. I feel like with Rantaro, we’d suddenly go off on a midnight escapade to Wendy’s or some shit just to go out and have some fun on the streets at night (responsibly, of course, because Rantaro is a very responsible individual now after losing his sisters all over the world). And with Kaito, we’d probably be stargazing for a long while. And he would point out all the major constellations and if there were any nearby planets like Mars or Venus shining in the sky at that time. It’s very peaceful and relaxing.

83) Least favourite chapter?

Ahaha, the entirety of chapter 1 of ndrv3. Fuck that chapter, seriously. I wish it never happened. We just skipped right over it to chapter 2 and Kaede and Rantaro aren’t in the game anymore because they’re disqualified and taken off of the set peacefully, without violence and blood, and both are still alive.

100) Opinion on all the Protagonists!

Okay!

Makoto Naegi–sweet cinnamon roll. Protect him please. He didn’t want any of that. He just wants to get through highschool and figure things out after that. I love his slight optimism and ability to encourage others. I feel like he doesn’t have the blind hope that Chiaki did in DR3 and still managed to defeat Junko’s despair a few times. Seeing him in ndrv3 though arguing in a round-a-bout way for despair was giving me whiplash though.

Hajime Hinata–cynical yet totally understandable devoted student who just wanted to make something of himself despite being totally normal. I really liked his character in that he was cynical about the absurdities of his classmates, but oh boy, his DR3 self made me feel so bad bad bad bad bad. I totally get where he’s coming from. He tries so hard to be something unique but he’s just so normal out of everybody that it’s frustrating. I wish he hadn’t gone to extremes in the manner that he did where he just rejected himself (well, forced to anyway by the board), but what can you do when you’re just so painfully average and taken advantage of that your hopes and dreams get crushed?

Kaede Akamatsu–my queen. my love. my life. Although she fits the blindly hopeful, cheerful leader trope, gods I love her precious, blessed heart so much. Her blind hope is one of her faults, but she tries so hard to be the glue that really holds the class together. She’s the type who talks to everyone in the class to get to know them better and make some friendships. Yes, she’d even try to establish a friendship with Kokichi, and as unstable and unpredictable as he is, I feel like Kaede would have levels of patience and persistence to match the levels of Kokichi’s insanity. So they turn out to be pretty good friends after a little while. She’s just—That. Damn. Good.

Shuichi Saihara–I love this shy emo nerd to little fuckening pieces I swear right now to Arceus. I think my fav out of all the protags and I will break my foot off in the hindparts of those who call him weak as an insult then make them run a mile. What particularly intrigues me is his character development–he starts as shy, quiet, possibly having social anxiety and an avoidant personality but then he grows to come out of his shell a lil’ bit just to put his foot down and say “we’re not doing this anymore” and officially beat Tsumugi and the entire game by not playing at all. And I was—I nearly flew out of my seat cheering for this freakin’ fictional boy because I WAS SO HAPPY FOR HIM!!! I mean, I see a lot of myself in this character–his personality, actions, responses, etc, etc–and to see him develop a backbone to do good for himself, I just completely lost it. I love him i love him i love hiM!!!!!!! He deserves all the best

Oh boy, I hope I didn’t scare anybody lol Thanks for sending them in!

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Turquoise Puddles Under Our Feet [Fever February Day 15: Keep Me Warm]

FEVER FEBRUARY INDEX

Summary: After they manage to run away from one of the most dangerous bounty hunters of their city, Kaede and Shuichi have a small talk about school and their duo as a whole.

Fandom: Of Shells and Spells (original work with Danganronpa cameos) Relationships: Saimatsu (Kaede/Shuichi)

Word Count: 1.8K words

Notes: I never specified the prompts had to be whump, did I? Have a nice, exploration oneshot for the reboot of my magical girl(...ish) series Oh Shells and Spells. I've been in an OSAS mood lately, and that's what's breaking that artblock I put myself in. In case you ask why this is such a mess, OSAS is an original magical girl-ish story based around my own original universe, but with other characters thrown in for maximum potential memery (and fun). I had originally planned for only Makoto and Kyoko, but these two entered Shipping Hell lately. There's also gonna be Magical Dads and some other characters. This is set rather late in the story I'm planning, though. The two aren't supposed to know Annabelle from the get-go of OSAS book I, but oh well, this is mostly a test run more than anything.

AO3 version available here.

In the middle of night-time Hellesimbault, run two teenagers dressed in pinks and blacks. Behind them are ever-growing puddles of turquoise water, gaining space, eating away the paved roadway and dark grey sidewalks. There are waves of chills going down their spines and an urge to flee as soon as possible from the source of these waves.

The dark streets allow for two things: not being directly spotted by the bounty hunter running after them, and not seeing her face as she attempts to annihilate the both of them.

“Come back here, young mages,” an eerily calm voice calls for them, flat tone filled with unspoken rage.

They don’t reply. The witch’s waiting for them to say their position aloud so she can track them through their voices. That’s the last thing they need, so they keep quiet, as quiet as they can be when they’re running and have to breathe as they hurry to a possible shelter.

The blonde girl grabs her friend’s arm and pull them both into a corner, her other hand on his mouth to retain a surprised yell trying to exit his body. They see the with walk past them, violent tides coursing through their entire beings, puddles upon puddles of turquoise water where her feet were. An intense cold run through the street, sparing nothing in its path, her red hair flowing gracefully along the waves she emits.

Once she’s past them, the girl gives a quick look, and invites him to exit their improvised hiding spot. With a swift hand, she removes her butterfly-shaped mask, revealing pink irises.

“Are you alright?” she asks him, a gentle smile on her face.

“I… I’m fine,” he replies with a shaking voice. “It sure was scary.”

A small giggle escapes her lips.

“That’s why she’s called The Witch, isn’t she? She’s one powerful mage… Anyway,” she changes in tone, “why not make our way back to Anna’s? It’s getting late.”

“Yeah, let’s do that.”

The Witch. She’s one of the most powerful bounty hunters of Hellesimbault. She got to know her exact pseudonym through some research: Rei, the second-in-command of the Fragmenta Guild. Rumours say some of its members are teachers in their school, but that never got confirmed. For now, they take the opposite direction, to go back to Annabelle Moinot’s place.

“Kaede?”

“I told you to call me by my alias when we’re on a mission.”

“Sorry,” he blushes as he apologizes, “I thought we weren’t on a mission anymore…”

“How many times did I tell you to stop apologizing for nothing, Shuichi? Well, it’s not that important. What matters is what you wanted to ask me.”

He gets his mask off but lowers the bill of his hat with his other hand. Better stay transformed in case any bounty hunter other than Rei comes their way. Those rascals must know about her trying to find her missing sister by now.

“Don’t you think it’s getting cold in there?”

Shuichi is rubbing his arms together, blushing, white smoke coming out of his mouth.

“It’s because of Rei’s magic. You seem to be freezing, though… You’re sure you’re alright, Shuichi?”

His teeth are slightly cackling now. This isn’t reassuring.

“Maybe not sure per say, I’m just cold. I guess I’m more sensible to temperature shifts than you, Kaede.”

The music prodigy’s face softens, looking a bit away, then back at him.

“That’s true, Fire elementals are always feeling temperature more easily… Isn’t it Mr Parillot who keeps being cold because he’s a Fire elemental too?”

He nods in agreement. “That’s probably why I’m feeling hotter than you all of a sudden…”

“Excuse me?”

A heavy silence settles between them. Shuichi feels both cold and hot sweats running down his temples and back. An even huger blush installs itself onto his face. He tries to hide even more of his face with his hat, eyes looking away.

“We’re out of the zone Rei has frozen,” Kaede says in a slightly snappier tone, “but it’s still the cold of the night.”

She puffs, crosses her arms, and attempts catching his glaze.

“Shuichi, you’re sick and trying to hide it again, aren’t you!”

The boy flusters even more, and his hat eventually falls down. She catches it with her hand. His entire face is both blushing and flushed.

“I told you before, you shouldn’t go out with me if you’re sick… I’m saying this for you! I don’t want you to get killed because of me!”

“N-no! I’m always here on my own wish, Kaede… I didn’t feel bad enough not to come. It’s just a tiny fever, those happen sometimes…”

Kaede squints her eyes.

“Yeah, sure. For now, let’s go back to Anna so you can have a nice blanket to roll around in. I’m sure Mr Moinot is worried sick for us right now!”

“You’re right, let’s go home before you get sick too.”

She deadpans but smiles afterwards.

“That’s so nice of you to think about.”

On the way to their “headquarters” (Kaede likes the ring of that, it gives it that extra special touch she strives for), they talk about school again. Being a tenth year, a high school freshman feels like being both old and young, in a way. They talk about Mr Parillot again, remembering his weird shenanigans, his movies and his tendency to insert English in every sentence he spews out.

His shivering doesn’t seem to stop. That worries her, because he shouldn’t feel so cold, even if she herself feels some chills from the night temperatures. She has to find a way to make him feel better before they reach the Moinot house.

Kaede casts her battle outfit away, to his surprise.

“The way is clear, so I thought it would be nice to change back to my regular clothes.”

“You’re probably right, but...”

“I know what you’re going to say,” she interrupts him with a smile. “You can remain in your battle gear, Shuichi, if it makes you feel a bit warmer. I wanted to switch back because I have something which could be of some use…”

She feels the weight of her backpack again, which she opens to get a blanket out of.

“I brought this with me in case we stayed very late in the streets and had to find a place where to rest for a bit. It may be a bit too small for that, on second thought, but I’m sure it’ll be useful for you!”

“That’s not necessary, Kaede… You should use it for yourself…”

She wraps the blanket around him, and despite a face of refusal, he clutches it around him and sniffles noisily.

“You always think of me, Kaede… Sorry for being such a burden, you shouldn’t have to always get something for me…”

“Pssh, nonsense. We’re best friends, that’s what best friends are for, right?”

“S-sure, but I can’t ever give you something in return, and you’re usually the one good in battle too… You’d probably be better off with someone better than me, like Rantaro or Kévin…”

Kaede pouts again, barely noticing the fact he clutches his heart with his right hand and the blanket with his left.

“Shuichi! If I wanted to go on such crazy misadventures with them, I would have asked them! Stop putting yourself down like that! I’m sure you would be more powerful if you trusted yourself more.”

He slightly looks at her.

“Thanks for putting up with me…”

She beams him a warm smile.

“You should give yourself more credit, Shuichi. You’ve always been such a help for me, because you notice things better than I could ever do. I would be lost without you, trying to find my sis! The underground world is scary, and if you weren’t by my side, Rei would terrify me beyond my mind… So I think you should stop seeing yourself as a hassle, and more as my partner in not-crime!”

He nods timidly, the tiniest smile on his lips.

They proceed to their HQ.

#sickfic #fever february #saimatsu #saiede #ndrv3 #drv3 #danganronpa #kaede akamatsu #shuichi saihara #otp: clair de lune

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Writing Sample!

So we angsty authors have been waiting quite a while and sadly no asks have turned up :( So in the meantime here is a sample of our writing from our Danganronpa story on Wattpad. Please request. We are desperate!

Shuichi's POV

The sunlight flooded through my window and I rolled out of bed begrudgingly. I looked at the clock and I couldn't believe my eyes. I was definitely going to be late. Why didn't Kirumi wake me up? I didn't see her on my way out the door so she must have left already. Kirumi didn't have anywhere to go due to maintenance so she stays in my dorm with me. Having an "Ultimate Maid" in my dorm is honestly the best thing ever. She had just moved in yesterday so I'll have to introduce her to my best friends Hajime,Nagito,Kaede and Makoto who've I known for awhile. They're the only reason why I'm okay with going to school. I hate how everyone glares at me and looks at me like they want me dead. That's why I always wear my hat. Without it I would just suffocate from pressure. I approached my class. Thankfully Homeroom hadn't ended so I could see my friends.

"Hey Shuichi!" I heard my friend Hajime yell.

"Hey Hajime," I walked over to him and I was surprised to see that Nagito wasn't there with him

"Have you seen Nagito?"

"No, I hope he's okay" Hajime muttered. As if he was right on cue, Nagito sashayed over and yelled

"DID SOMEBODY SAY HOPE!?" right in Hajime's ear.

"Wow, you couldn't be more annoying, could you?" Hajime shook his head bewildered. "Now we just need Makoto who should be here in approximately five seconds." As if he was waiting he turned to the stairs. All of a sudden a large blurr came flying down the stairs which obviously was Makoto.

"Stupid Byakuya tripped me again." Makoto dragged himself up off of the floor and hung out with us for a bit before we all had to go to our own classes. I pretty much ignored all of my classes until Lunch. I already know the material so I don't need to worry about paying attention today. My friend group and I always sit together at this one lone table outside so I at least have something to look forward to. I walked down to our table and met up with my friends. It just hit me now that I didn't get to make lunch since Kirumi left early and I ran out of time.

"Hey Shuichi, did you forget your lunch again? I packed extra today so you can share with me" Makoto flashed me a friendly smile.

"Thanks Makoto" I sat down next to him.

"Nagito, seriously?" Hajime sighed "A bagel and cheerios for lunch again? You're an idiot. You have to take better care of yourself you know."Nagito laughed

"Hey, I'm your idiot." It is always nice to see them together. To be honest it's like they're the protagonists of a romance novel. I turned to see Makoto eating popcorn watching them.

"You intended on doing that, didn't you?" I whispered to him.

"Yup, want some?" Makoto handed me the bag of popcorn and we watched them banter for a bit. It's kinda like Makoto and I are third and fourth wheeling even if they aren't dating, but it's fun to watch them, not to be creepy or anything. We ship them but would never interfere with their lives.

"Oh that's right!" I exclaimed. "Do you guys want to come over to my dorm later?" We usually go to a Bakery or something and then go to one of our dorms. "You can meet Kirumi who just moved in yesterday."

"Yeah but, can we get bagels after school though" Nagito inquired.

"Only you would be obsessed with bagels Nagito. I'll go too." Hajime playfully teased him."What about you Makoto?" When I looked at him he seemed uneasy as if he was looking for someone.

"O-Oh yeah, uh I can come with you guys but I have a lot of homework so don't mind me." He replied without making eye contact. I decided not to pay much attention though, he was probably just thinking about something. Soon after the lunch period ended I went back to class and waited for the day to end. I couldn't find the confidence to talk to people except for my friends and Kaede who helps me a lot with my confidence issues. Kaede also corrects me when I say that I'm some apprentice and not a detective but, to be honest Kyoko Kirigiri from Makoto's class fills that role way more than I could ever. She's a textbook detective, one that is totally worthy of being awarded the title of an ultimate. We are practically polar opposites. She would always find the truth and serve justice while I can't even serve lunch no pun intended. The only thing that I could ever have in common with her is a friendship with Makoto. Not that I've met the girl or anything to know much about her. All I know is that she is more successful than I am. But the truth that I found in that was that she always would be. These are at least all the things i've heard from Naegi. He seems like the only person she'll talk to. Everyone else gets this cold hard death stare including me. What did I do? :( Maybe there is something between them. Now thats the kinda truth I can find. I don't spend as much time with Kaede as much as I do with Makoto,Hajime and Nagito but I still like her a lot. After a few hours had passed it was time for me to go meet up with my friends.

"Hey guys!" I shouted as I walked to them from across the hallway.

"Hey Shuichi! We might want to get out of here before this little short stack gets crushed again," Hajime laughed and ruffled Makoto's hair.

"I'm not that short!" Makoto yelled.

"Sorry Makoto, but compared to us you're a literal bean." Nagito declared.

"It's kinda sad when people almost trample you by accident." Hajime added.

"Yeah, by accident..." Makoto mumbled.

"What was that?" Hajime asked."Oh, nothing important." Makoto uttered quietly.

"Let's go get bagels!" Nagito exclaimed as he sashayed away. We walked over to the nearby bakery before going to my dorm. The bakery was actually the nicest one we've been to. Most of them look like their barely getting by but there was something about this one that always kept us going back. Hajime drove into to the parking lot and turned to Makoto and I.

"Okay, can you guys go in? Nagito can't be trusted with going in or being alone so I'll watch him." Hajime then handed Nagito a pen and a pad of paper "Write down what you want you weird bagel enthusiast."

"My bagel love cannot be quenched okay!?" Nagito then wrote down his order and handed it to Makoto.

"Wait why us? Why can't we watch Nagito? You're actually good at ordering" I exclaimed. This isn't fair, what if Makoto and I miss out on something.

"You two wouldn't be able to handle Nagito." Hajime shook his head.

"Yeah we could! Nagito won't do anything wrong!" Makoto convinced Hajime who was honestly starting to scare me.

"Okay, I'll go order but don't blame me if your dead before I come back." Hajime walked out of the car and locked it as he went into the bakery. After a few minutes passed hell started to break loose.

"Hey guys, look at that weird homeless guy over there." Nagito glared at him "He disgusts me." Since Nagito was in the middle seat in the car he ended up crushing Makoto to get to the open window."Hey you! You lowly piece of crap over there!" Nagito somehow managed to get the guys attention while poor Makoto was turning red from loss of oxygen. "You hopeless scrub! Get your life together! Get a job or something! Have some hope in your life for once!" The man then flipped Nagito the bird which caused him to have a heated conversation with his guy.

"Hey Nagito, give it up already." I told him calmly. "You're crushing Makoto and he's starting to turn blue." My efforts were futile as he kept yelling at the guy.

"That's it, I'm going to fight this guy!" Nagito yelled as he went to unlock the door. Fortunately I was fast enough and I grabbed Nagito by his waist and tried to hold him back as he was fighting against me."STOP IT SHUICHI I WANT TO FIGHT HIM" Nagito screamed as he was struggling against me.

"YOU STOP IT NAGITO, YOU'RE PICKING UNNECESSARY FIGHTS AND KILLING MAKOTO!" I screamed back at him. We continued to fight as Hajime walked out of the store to see Nagito and I fighting and screaming and a blue Makoto who looked like he was going to pass out at any minute.

"SHUT UP YOU TWO, I LITERALLY GOT TOLD BY OTHER CUSTOMERS TO MAKE SURE YOU WERE OKAY! SHUICHI, LET NAGITO GO AND NAGITO STOP BEING SUCH A MENACE! ALSO FOR GOD'S SAKE GET OFF OF MAKOTO!" Hajime screeched at us which caused all of us to jump. "I told you guys, I shouldn't have left you guys alone, my mistake" he then sighed in annoyance and held up two fingers "Makoto, how many fingers am I holding up?"Makoto squinted then replied with "Uhhh... six?""Shuichi how long was Nagito on top of Makoto?" Hajime had a look of genuine concern on his face.

"About five minutes." I said quietly knowing that Hajime was going to scold us.

"I'm honestly surprised that he's alive right now. Well it makes since he looks like he's stoned and wasted at the same time." Hajime looked over to Makoto "Are you okay?" There was no response.

"HE'S DEAD OH NO, THE END REST IN PEACE, HAPPILY NEVER AFTER!" I screamed without even thinking.

"Calm down for once in your sad life! Jesus he will be okay... probably." Hajime's angry voice got me to shut up quickly.

"My life's not that sad... Is it? I only sink fully into my depression on Wednesday's but today's only a Friday so I should be good by now. I should really see a therapist. Maybe Kirumi could help me with that." I accidentally wondered out loud which caused both Nagito and Hajime to look at me with horrified faces. Crap!

"Shuichi... Are you serious?" Hajime looked at me with hurt eyes. "Why...Why didn't you tell us?"

"It's not like I drown in my own tears every Wednesday or anything."I started nervously laughing.

"Shuichi. Please talk to us next time. We really care about you. All of us without a doubt. If you're ever going through something please, I'm begging you to talk to me or any of us." Hajime's voice was calm but the guilt and frustration shone brightly through it all. Nagito didn't say anything but he looked highly upset by this turn of events. We went from the topic of bagels to my Wednesday crying sessions. What have I done? But he also had a glint of evil in his eyes. All of a sudden he exited the parked car and walked over to someone. And I quickly realized that Hajime had forgotten to lock the car which was rule number one when being in any kind of vehicle with Nagito.

"Oh sweet lord, NAGITO!" Hajime yelled then quickly turned to me "Don't think your free, we are definitely talking about this later!" He then ran after him to see him yelling at Sayaka Maizono, the ultimate pop sensation and also Makoto's classmate. Is he literally taking out his anger on other people?

"Hey you!" Nagito yelled "Don't think nobody knows that you stalk Makoto almost all the time! Makoto only doesn't know because he's oblivious to literally everything! Are you hecking five! A dummy could tell that you like him. I for one ship him with someone else so you better back away from my fantasy that I've got the other boys on board with me so make like a tree and burnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! So currently your little "lover boy" is in a coma due to this stupid homeless guy trying to pick a fight with me and I have absolutely no tolerance for people who throw away their hope so continuing back to my previous statement burnnnnn he doesn't like you, you waste of space."

"So, when can I see him again?" Sayaka smiled innocently.Back at the car was me extending my phone out so that it could hear the dialogue. Maybe I could get some followers and take that off the list of my Wednesday session. My camera and I then witnessed a sight I never thought I would see. It was Hajime, in public, being gay?! Hajime literally lifted Nagito over his shoulder in the middle of his shaking rage. But in his eyes was affection toward Nagito that was shining brightly. Hajime always acted like a tsundere but in reality he really loved Nagito will all of his heart. I should talk to Makoto on how to make them confess to each other. He was probably more gay than Nagito loves hope. Which sounds impossible. Hajime carried the shaking Nagito back to the car and placed him inside. He was still shaking but not from rage anymore, he was shook from the fact that Hajime carried him all the way to the car. Shook from being openly gay in public! Wow we knew of no such thing. I am definitely going to show Makoto this video if he doesn't die. We probably should have brought him to the hospital.

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