Tumgik
#danganronpa fic
g0nta-g0kuhara · 2 months
Text
Gonta's first few weeks after waking up, and his first encounter with one Kokichi Ouma.
-
My first finished v3 fic! I'm weirdly proud of how this turned out!!
18 notes · View notes
the-splidinky · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
twitter has become inhabitable so ive wiped my account and im reposting all my art here. these r profiles i drew A Long Time Ago for this college/roommates au fic
33 notes · View notes
thelaughtercafe · 2 months
Text
Intervention
Tea Type: Milk Tea
Potential Triggers: 
Pairing: Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu/F! Reader
Length: 700
Summary: Your constant interference in Fuyuhiko's job makes him come to a difficult decision.
Tumblr media
To say Fuyuhiko was pissed was an understatement. He’d tried so hard to keep this mission under wraps so you wouldn’t do something stupid again but here he was, nervously pacing a hole in the floor of your room as the best medic he knew looked over you. 
The second the girl stood up straight Fuyuhiko barked at her, making her squeak. 
“She’d better be okay!" 
His former classmate knew him well enough to know his threats were out of fear and worry and she turned to smile patiently at him. 
"She’ll be just fine. It was only a surface level bullet would. It didn’t hit any organs thankfully. She should be waking up soon, but still don’t push her too hard, okay? Her body is going to want to rest to heal itself." 
Mikan placed a hesitant hand on his shoulder in support and then departed. 
You groaned as you came to a few moments later, looking around groggily. Fuyuhiko frowned deeply at your side but you smiled and your eyes lit up at the sight of your boyfriend. 
"Fuyuhiko! Thank God you’re okay I’m so-”
“We need to break up.”
“…What?”
Your smile fell instantly to one of worry as his frown never faltered though his eyes did drop and he shuffled his feet nervously. His face hardened suddenly and he met your gaze coldly. 
“I’m done dragging you into this life. I’m not going to be responsible for you dying to protect me. I’m no good for you.”
You cried out as he went to stand, lunging forward to grab his hand and wincing as you jostled the wound in your side. 
“Fuyu-ow!”
Worry flashed in his eyes and he rushed to push you down a little roughly as he put all his weight on your shoulders.
“Ok ok I won’t leave! The Hell are you doing, trying to reopen the wound!?" 
You glared up at him suddenly passionate and he flushed as your hands moved to frame his cheeks so he’d maintain eye contact with you.  
"Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, I love you.  More than I’ve ever loved anyone. Just like you don’t want me to die; I’m not just going to stand on the sidelines while you put yourself at risk either! If you want to be a coward and run away from this relationship; make no mistake; you’re not doing it for me. You’re doing it for yourself you selfish jerk!”
His eyes narrowed as he growled down at you. 
“Did you just call me a coward?!”
Of course he’d focus on that. Despite his apparent anger you could see he was flustered and his grip on your shoulders had softened. He was so close you could feel his breath on your lips. 
You smirked. 
“I sure did! And unless you make the right decision and let me help you’ll always be one. So…the obvious solution I’ve been asking for for ages is…”
You trailed off, looking up at him expectantly and he sighed in defeat gently pulling your hands away with his own and cradling them as he leaned down to press his lips to your fingertips, never looking away from your eyes the whole while. 
He felt satisfaction go through him as you were the one looking flustered and sheepish this time. 
“These hands are gonna cause me a lot more trouble…and maybe you’re right; I am a coward. A better Yakuza than me would have the strength to let you go. But…well.”
He chuckled and leaned down to seal your lips with his, only pulling back when you were both out of breath. His smirk was comfortingly familiar as he trailed his fingers through your hair. 
“I am also selfish. I want you by my side for as long as we both live. You win you ballsy motherfucker… I’ll train you.  But don’t expect it to be easy!”
The grin that broke out across your lips was legendary and Mikan had to tell Fuyuhiko to leave as you got too excited to sleep. 
Maybe he had changed you…but you’d changed him just as much. Now he was hopeless without you.  
Whoops. 
Oh well. Guess it couldn’t be helped.
He was stuck with you.
12 notes · View notes
ushnuu · 10 months
Link
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dangan Ronpa Series Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gokuhara Gonta/Ishimaru Kiyotaka Characters: Gokuhara Gonta, Ishimaru Kiyotaka, Hinata Hajime Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Roommates, Baking, Stress Baking, Pining, POV Gokuhara Gonta, Unrequited Crush, not really unrequited taka is just unbearably awkward, Insecurity, Danganronpa Rarepair Week, Danganronpa Rarepair Week 2023 Summary: 
 Gonta and Taka share a late night moment in the kitchen.
Day 1: cookies or cupcakes
My first contribution to @dr-rarepair-week-blog! Decided to dig out one of my rarest of rarepairs, and finally smash two of my favourite boys together into a ship! 
23 notes · View notes
ronpatrash · 2 years
Text
Genfic rec time! It's long and there will be spoilers for the game in some fics, so I'm gonna put this behind a read more.
SaiMomoHaru (platonic/romantic):
Translating (Your Love Language) by Goth-Bias (series of drabbles, T rated)
Chapter 1 is saimomoharu and it's short and sweet. Shuichi hears Maki and Kaito having a little love confession and thinks he's excluded from it. A small crisis ensures. There's also an angsty post-game saimaki ficlet in chapter 4! :') it is so painful yet so good.
fragments of those memories are scratching at my nerves by pseudocordelia (~6k words, T rated)
Post-game fic! Everyone is alive/killing game was a VR. Maki breaks into Shuichi's house to tell him that she remembers everything, and has found Kaito. Shuichi follows her to see him. It's simple and short but every chapter moved me :')
Grassblades by munchyleaf (~2k words, T rated)
This felt like a missing scene from the game itself, which I hope is telling enough that I would like more people to read it! Takes place sometime after Maki gets invited to train with Kaito and Shuichi too, and Kaito skips training, so Shuichi gets time to process his trauma along with Maki. I'm not finding many fics of just the two of them interacting, so this was really nice :)
Stargazing by ToxicPineapple (~3.3k words, G rated)
The trio lay down after a workout and talk about stars. Everyone is written perfectly in character here, it's incredibly immersive and feels like an event that is missing from the game too!!!
As If it Couldn't Touch You by lesbianexalt
always halfway somewhere, but never quite all there by lesbianexalt
This author is so underrated!!!! Please go read these, they really get that maki and kaito and shuichi are all a throuple and that they get through their inner problems as a group, together. It's beautiful.
Do I Dance Inside Your Head? by an orphaned account (~1k words, I'd put this as T rated personally. there's no rating warning, but there is one mention of Shuichi waking from a wet dream)
at some point last year, i said i wanted to see a fic where maki and kaito get together first and then shuichi gets sad about it, and THIS IS THAT FIC. It's a little fast paced, but for the exact dynamic i want alone this goes in my recs.
Good News for All You Murder Fans by Inkyrius (~800 words, G rated)
The trio are on a date, and their date gets interrupted by a dead body in the middle of a park. I love this short fic a lot because the author really nails their dynamic!
Stargazing by ToxicPineapple (~3.3k words, G rated)
The trio lay down after a workout and talk about stars. Everyone is written perfectly in character here, it's incredibly immersive and feels like an event that is missing from the game!!!
Cosmicpoet is still my favourite saimomoharu go-to for writing like, 11 fics of them, many of which deal with post-game/in-game angst with the right amount of gravity, but some of which are much lighter in tone. In some of their saimomoharu fic they also directly acknowledge the trio as lovers, which I adore. Here's my favourites:
the world's still spinning around, we don't know why (~3k words, T rated) (TW for attempted suicide)
Shuichi attempts suicide and deals with the fallout of it. It's heavy, and also shows Kaito and Maki coping with the trauma of the killing game with alcoholism and gambling. But they all try together. Ends on a small hopeful note.
i had all and then most of you, some and now none of you (~1.5k words, G rated) (there's some mild talk of suicide in here too)
Post-game, killing game was a VR au. They all get matching tattoos on a sleepless night. While it's in a heavy tone, they all try to find comfort in each other in dark times, which I like.
this year (~1k words, G rated)
God this was so cute. Kaito plans some nice gifts for both Maki and Shuichi. I won't spoil any more just please know that I adore it.
friday night dinner (~1k words, G rated)
I'm rec-ing this for the line "mere fractions in the equation of the love that they have for each other" alone, which sold me even more on this cute fluffy platonic dinner get-together.
TheBrightSilverLining has written a whole series for training trio week, and I adore all of them so much! I can't just pick one to recommend from this series, so here's two:
How to Survive a Fifteen Hour Plane Ride (~3.3k words, T rated)
Like the title says, the trio are on a plane ride together to Novoselic, and as someone who's had to endure longer plane rides this was all too relatable. Their dynamic as friends is written so well here and it's hilarious and heart warming. This fic is a good time!
Pictures on the Wall (~3.6k words, T rated)
This fic is a canon divergent AU and full angst. Made my heart ache in the best way it could :> I wont say any more aside from the fact that this was super intriguing from start to finish, and I will 100% read it again for the roller coaster of emotions
In Black and White by Riona (~1.2 k words, G rated)
Less saimomoharu and more saimota + momoharu, this is also a short read. Post-game, closer to canon-compliant. Shuichi reads Team Danganronpa's production notes about his fictionalized profile, and talks to Maki a bit about it.
SaiMota:
Close Your Eyes by Riona (~2.1 k words, T rated)
More of a Shuichi/Everyone, but with an overarching one-sided saimota, this fic resembles a little more like a collection of thoughts about the ethics of the love hotel sequences. There's a funny section in there where Kokichi has a little talk with Shuichi about the heart keys.
Midnight, The Stars and You by ultimate_heartache (~8k words, T rated)
Kaito invites Shuichi out for a road trip, and gay shenanigans ensure :D this author has written a lot of saiouma fics too if anyone's interested, I love his prose-like writing style!
Relieved by ToxicPineapple (~3.2k words, T rated)
Caught me off guard!! I knew I would be reading angst, but it comes with a nice comfort near the end. Definitely gave some nice closure for post-game saimota
Shout to the Stars by DoomedTemperament (~1k words, G rated)
This was so cute??? Please read it, it gave me joy.
comparison kills by joeri (~15k words, T rated)
Trans Kaito and trans Shuichi, what's not to love! It follows mostly Kaito's point of view as he struggles to navigate his internalized homophobia while also being a trans man. The author's done good research in making it feel like it's set in Japan.
72 notes · View notes
thedazzlesun · 8 months
Text
Kirumi Tojo x Reader (Comfort/Tribute)
Word count: 1305
Gender Neutral
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Shush, now. Your negativity won’t hurt while I’m here.”
…But she wasn’t. While I’m here. Those words echoed in my mind, bringing out more tears every time. I can hear her, just yesterday, comforting me.
If I closed my eyes maybe… No, that won’t work. That’ll make it worse. But I can feel it. Her hands on my head as I lay my head on her thighs, sniffling softly as reality finally seeped into my reasoning.
I kept muttering and mumbling how there was no hope. We’d all die. How I just want to give up. Maybe if it was her, it wouldn’t hurt as much.
But her kind hands and fingers running through my hair argued, whispering that they couldn’t ever strike someone to their last breath.
But that was all wrong.
All a lie. Now there was nothing. Nothing…
“I see you’re not feeling today.”
Her warm voice mutters against my ear, rustling tiny strands of my hair that dared to be disturbed.
“Allow me to grant you comfort, if you so desire.”
It seemed so real, even now. I don’t remember how loud I screamed or when the pain I’ve been holding back finally broke. All that rang in my mind was her voice.
Her desperate screaming as she ran. Her desperation to survive. And how I wish there was a mute button when she fell… Her voice… over and over and over.
Desperate and crying. Her voice…
“A kiss and tea, maybe?”
I don’t need you to do that for me. Especially a kiss.
And I’d hear the soft smile in her breath. Her body shifting as she raised her other hand to take a strand of my hair and kiss it- before letting it fall back with the others and brushing hair out my face.
“I insist. It’s my duty after all 🖤”
Those words would hurt so much, they’d be so void if she didn’t say it in the softest voice.
‘Just a job’ would’ve overtaken my senses and made me cry right then and there, hating the fact that I wasn’t actually important and was only another to request… it would’ve been like that if she didn’t lean down and tilt my head to hers with soft gloved fingers.
I can still feel it now, the fabric. The fabric that ended up being her demise… I could feel it.
Her eyelashes closing and fluttering against my skin. I could smell the peppermint coffee and dusky tea from her lips as they met mine.
How gentle they were, how unharming and kind they were. How they tasted vaguely of fancy sauce. It was long.
I could feel her breathe out her nose and her mouth move against mine only once and with hesitation- fearing she’d break the moment. Then her other hand brushed her hair to the side and then mine behind my ear.
I didn’t want to, but I pulled back.
Her eyes opened softly but she didn’t pull away. It wasn’t until I shifted that she sat back up. I opened and closed my hands, my voice unbreathing. I feared that if I spoke it would ruin her lingering taste.
But she seemed to know what I wanted anyway. Of course she did, she’s the Ultimate Maid.
She gave that small smile that melted my heart before putting a finger up to her lips, motioning for me to keep this a secret even though I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone.
She knew I wanted another kiss, but somehow we both knew that if our lips touched again they wouldn’t stop at just the mouth.
She got up slowly, not wanting to break the moment so easily before petting me and whispering that she was getting tea.
By the time she came back I’d throw myself on her, hugging her tightly and starting to cry again. And then she kissed my cheek, the noise of her lips making my heart skip a beat. The tip of her tongue scraped against the wet skin, and she’d keep kissing my cheek over and over before starting to cry herself.
But before a single tear could fall from her face she got up quickly. She wouldn’t meet my eyes and smoothed out her dress before giving a small goodbye and leaving.
I can still feel the worry I had for her. I can still see her eyes watering and her small mouth curling into an angered quivering frown.
Now I fingered my pocket, suddenly realizing that I should’ve shown her the key to the love hotel instead of telling myself to wait. 
Look where waiting got me.
 Sure, we might’ve not actually done anything but it would’ve been so nice to have each other to ourselves for the night.
And she could’ve given me all the kisses she wanted; she could’ve obliged to every one of my silly orders and I could’ve heard her sweet laugh or seen a carefree smile on her lips.
Maybe… maybe if I did that she would still be alive.
There would’ve been no time for murder. And maybe she could’ve told me the truth. She could of told me what she wanted. She could have told me what I wanted.
All I wanted was to be hers.
I really couldn’t stop the tears now. Every time I taught myself to keep the pain in. But now I really just couldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to get up and tear my eyes away. It wouldn’t matter.
This image would be engraved in my head forever.
The small pool of sprayed blood around what should’ve been her right hand. A hole where her heart should have been beating. If only she were here now… If only she could somehow stand up and kiss my lips again and tell me everything would be alright.
Your negativity won’t hurt while-
I shook my head and didn’t even want that sentence to finish. I just wanted the girl I loved back.
Everyone tried to comfort me, but in the end they gave up and left.
Somehow the only one to stay was Tenko. She put a hand on my shoulder, tears flowing out of her eyes more than mine.
“It shouldn’t have been her…”
We stayed there. She tried to hold back her tears and eventually did.
I didn’t.
She asked in a small voice if I was coming. And I had to force myself to respond with an even smaller ‘no’. It was obvious she was hesitant, but she knew there was nothing she or anyone could do to make me leave Kirumi. And I’m thankful. I’m really thankful she tried. 
I whimpered and pulled my knees up to my chest, imagining myself laying on Kirumi’s thighs again and her lips and her hands.
“Don’t cry.” 
The voice was small and sad and barely a breath. I forced myself to shut up for even a second, seeing if I imagined it. I had to be. There was no way… No way.. That… 
A hand touched my cheek. 
“I’m sorry we never got to feel each other’s hearts. I hope… I hope you remember my love for you.”
I swear I felt lips on my forehead. I cried more, knowing this was some cruel trick of the world. 
“Open your eyes.” 
I didn’t want to, but I had to. How could I ever ignore her, real or not? 
What I saw before me wasn’t a mangled unbreathing body drenched in blood.
Kirumi Tojo was on her knees. She gave me a smile. Her scratched and single bloody hand took mine and brought my knuckles to her unbreathing dead lips.
I knew this wasn’t real.
Even so, I couldn’t ignore the fact that her breath was warm on my fingers when she spoke.
“I’m happy to have been yours… Please. Live.”
12 notes · View notes
nemaliwrites · 3 months
Text
Chapter 12: slash across what used to be my face
Standing across from each other, the two of them bow before they begin to spar. And then, for the first time in her life, Mukuro Ikusaba loses.
5 notes · View notes
ezdarling · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I loved this little moment.
This comes from a Remnant of Despair!V3 fiction by the lovely @spittyfishy !! Make sure to check it out, it’s amazing <3
20 notes · View notes
metamatronic · 2 years
Text
new chapter of a fic that’s been dead for months!
((new chapter of the submas fic will be out by the end of the week. :) ))
141 notes · View notes
ur-dangan-faves · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
hiya! I'm Mel, the moderator of this account! I go by They/He/Mew/Star/Xe/Ze pronouns, doesn't matter too much to me, just please don't use she/her unless we're close!
My main: @melanch0lybeepboop (I also do jojos content there!)
This account is just a silly RP account, please send asks for your favorite DR characters and I'll draw you a silly reaction image and respond!
Rules!
No NSFW asks pls! These are minors, mostly!
I'm mostly fine with romantic stuff! depends on the content and the characters!
NO DISCOURSE! AT ALL!
I'm perfectly okay with doing angst/comfort if you're having a bad day!
I am not obligated to reply to every ask, plz keep that in mind!
Please specify out of RP asks and stuff! hehe!
Proshippers DNI. You will be blocked.
I can also do HCs and Scenarios if you wish! Or multiple-reblogs for an RP!
alrighty! Please ask away as u please!
Tumblr media
9 notes · View notes
genork-the-fandork · 1 year
Text
I had a Danganronpa thought stuck in my head (and a note on my phone), and this happened.
May this be the beginning of a beautiful AO3-ship.
8 notes · View notes
the-splidinky · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
Shameless fic plug
Nutrition facts: v3 Spoilers, canon compliant Until It Is Not (kiibouma), a lot of one-sided romance, and significantly more Kiibo tormenting than is shown in the canon. oh yeah and also kokichi definitely figures everything out and plays 4-D chess the whoooole time (he has no idea what hes doing)
12 notes · View notes
quasiimodo · 1 year
Link
Two lonely souls meet on Christmas Eve. Is it a mere coincidence, however, or is it a Christmas miracle?
my saigoku holiday fic for @artisticjeans as part of the @drv3giftexchange !! 
16 notes · View notes
clarityinkerosene · 11 months
Text
3 notes · View notes
ushnuu · 10 months
Link
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc, Dangan Ronpa Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fujisaki Chihiro/Ogami Sakura Characters: Fujisaki Chihiro, Ogami Sakura, Akamatsu Kaede Additional Tags: Trans Fujisaki Chihiro, She/Her Pronouns for Fujisaki Chihiro, Trans Female Character, Pride, Gay Pride, Coming Out, Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Canon Compliant, ish, No murder, but Chihiro's backstory is canon compliant, Lesbian Ogami Sakura, Flashbacks, Danganronpa Rarepair Week, Danganronpa Rarepair Week 2023, Rare Pairings Series: Part 4 of Danganronpa Rare Pair Week 2023 Summary:
Chihiro attends her first pride.
Day 6: Pride
@dr-rarepair-week-blog ​
18 notes · View notes
koussevitzky · 9 months
Text
Hai ^_^ hello. New chapter of my Naegami Non-despair AU fic just dropped. Only two thus far but I have Plans.
4 notes · View notes