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three summer songs 一 danganronpa oneshot

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: comfortable quiet after not-so-hot summer days are exactly what they look forward to. along with turning on the beat up old radio komaeda thrifted that only plays three songs.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: chaotic fluff

Wind chimes are quite a beautiful melody to hear when there’s no other noises being made in the house.

It’s after a long day at school that Ouma settles between the pile of pillows on the living room couch and closes his eyes. Energy is replaced with lethargy and the inability to speak, and he drifts away, far out of reach of his roommates who watch him fondly. He pulls the sleeping dog next to him in closer, and there they stay until time comes to eat supper.

Maybe Togami should remind him that he’d best finish his schoolwork before dozing off, but his steady breaths are proof enough that he would not hear such a silly lecture anyways.

It’s during these time slots in which the other two have the house to themselves - which is certainly a rare opportunity - that are what spark the motivation to do more than laze around all day. It’s the sudden realization that Togami hasn’t finished reading the collection of poems Kirigiri gifted him for his birthday that allow him to fetch them before settling down in his chair beside the sofa.

The burning desire for Komaeda to water the plants before they die of dehydration (a fate that befalls all the greenery the fair skinned boy has owned so far) resurfaces, and he trots around the house with a content smile. And when he forgets what he’s doing, the friendly sun welcomes him warmly as he positions himself in front of the windows to stare out at the hills they live in front of and gush over such a lovely view to Togami, who isn’t really listening but responds occasionally to fuel the fire.

It’s not necessarily a cold day. Not at all. The season for summer is approaching, but of course summer just means more work to be done, more plans to be canceled and rescheduled, more hours spent at home with a supreme leader who won’t stop talking even if you gag him.

So these simple moments aren’t all that simple at all, if you’d really like to ponder over it like they have a million times over. The gestures in themselves are subtle and sweet, but the emotions behind everything are there. They’re apparent. They shine with an iridescent hue to them that makes them all the more special to hold close and treasure until the end of time.

Komaeda turns on the radio. It’s an old one he thrifted a while ago out of pure curiosity if it would work or not, and there’s a song that is all too familiar. That’s because it’s one of the only three songs that play. Waltz Bonne Nuit, It’s titled. Komaeda isn’t all too sure what it means, but he likes it. They’ve all heard it millions of times before, but it’ll never get boring.

He hums along to the melody of the music, although there’s no actual words. Just the sound of a music box. At least, that’s what he thinks it is. Togami catches his eye as he enters the living room, a small smile spread across his face as he opens all the curtains in the home.

Komaeda loves the sun. He’s a pale young man who occasionally gets terrible sun burns, but he adores the heat beating down on his fair skin. He looks forward to sunny days. Beach days where everyone is outside and basking in each other’s company. And the moments where there’s an abrupt laugh that tumbles from one’s mouth when their sugary confection on a stick melts from its hold and drips down onto their torso (which is a perfect opportunity to throw them into the cold water). Where summer goes, friends & warm embraces are sure to follow.

He sometimes begins to wonder if warm embraces are exclusive to summer. He swears he feels warm when he hugs Togami on those rare days when the heir allows it, and Komaeda tries to give him a very good one, and he swallows whiffs of his murky cologne. Or when he’s tucking Ouma into bed and the boy insists on clinging onto him like a fuzzy koala, and the longer he rubs his back, the farther into his subconscious the leader falls. But it’s just a different kind of warmth, isn’t it? One that makes your heart warm, not your body.

( READ THE WHOLE CHAPTER HERE ! )

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Maturing is realizing that Makoto Naegi during the future/despair arc is an incredibly complex and selfless young man who also carried bone crushing survivor’s guilt within him, along with the desire to want to be more for the friends he lost inside the killing game.

Maturing is realizing that just because Byakuya isn’t “crazy” like Kokichi & Nagito are doesn’t mean that he’s a bad anti hero, or that he was just there to be intelligent and mean. His character was just as complex as theirs, but he was written to be pragmatic (along with the rest of the first game’s cast). He was a good choice as the first anti hero of the franchise, and demonstrated that through his cunning intent, harsh words, and selfish tendencies. He also got some pretty nice yet still realistic development towards the other survivors of the first killing game, which we see in the Future arc, along with the way he views empathy and selfless actions (thanks to Sakura). Overall, you may not like him, but his writing is a breath of fresh air for those who prefer sensible characters who are still super interesting to analyze.

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a birthday (& a kiss) fit for a prince 一 danganronpa oneshot

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: it's byakuya's birthday, but to the other's surprise, he says he doesn't want a party. (READ THE FULL CHAPTER HERE!)

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: chaotic fluff

“Isn’t it awesome that your birthday is exactly a week away from Nagito’s, ‘Kuya? It’s almost as if the world is asking for me to plan not just one, but two epic birthday parties,” Kokichi said suddenly through a mouthful of leftover cake one Saturday night. It was around midnight on a new weekend that was just beginning for the students. Nagito hadn’t planned to stay up as long as he did, but it was peaceful in the living room, so peaceful that he kept pushing back going to sleep (even though the dim lighting made him all the more drowsy). Kokichi was on the couch stuffing cake into his mouth, and Byakuya was sitting in his recliner, reading a book. The fairet himself was sitting beside Kokichi, petting the puppy curled up in his lap. Byakuya looked up momentarily to scoff at the leader’s manners.

“Would you at least use a napkin if you’re going to eat so messily?” he scolded. Kokichi simply stuck his tongue out at him, clearly not concerned with manners inside his own home. The blonde sighed, adjusting his glasses. “And no thank you, the one birthday party for Nagito was quite enough. I don’t like big social events, & certainly not in my own home.”

Kokichi rolled his eyes, shoving the last bite of cake into his mouth and swallowing before speaking. At least he knew how to do that much. “That’s a load of bull. Don’t you go to those fancy dinner parties with big names, like, every other weekend?” he asked skeptically. Nagito nodded along, really only paying half attention. His eyes were fixated on Wasabi’s mane, his mind floating in and out of consciousness as he let quiet yawns slip past his lips every so often.

“Those are mandatory to attend. In case you’ve forgotten, I’m the Ultimate Affluent Progeny and the head of the Togami empire. I need to get stuff done. But, if I had a choice, I’d much rather stay home,” Byakuya shot back. Kokichi huffed, sinking back into his seat with an overdramatic pout. “Not that it would matter, anyway. I haven’t celebrated my birthday in ten years, and I don’t plan on starting now.” Kokichi’s jaw fell slack, and even Nagito’s hand froze from his spot on Wasabi’s fur. How can one just...not celebrate their own birthday? Not even with a candle and a cupcake? How odd. Even Nagito got himself a chocolate cookie every year (but he never ate it; he always just fed it to the birds at the park).

“You what?! That is just….unacceptable. How do you not celebrate your birthday? I mean, ten years is a long time! Don’t you ever wish on a star, or make yourself a treat, or something? Anything?!” Kokichi interrogated, having an unexpected quarter-life crisis over Byakuya not celebrating the day he came into the world. “I expected someone like you to love birthdays. You know? Like, you get people kissing your ass all day and getting you everything you want!”

Byakuya cocked an amused eyebrow. “People already do that for me. Everyday, in fact. What makes my birthday any different?” Kokichi snarled, looking about ready to pounce on Byakuya. The latter raised a hand, closing his book and placing it on the ottoman. “No need to get hostile, Kokichi. It’s quite simple to understand; I wasn’t allowed to celebrate birthdays as a child, which made me realize how useless they are. So, I do not celebrate them even now.”

“But, ‘Kuya,” Nagito chimed in from his place on the couch, eyes half-lidded, “you’re turning eighteen. You’ll officially be an adult! Isn’t that at all important to you? You get to do so many things you weren’t allowed to do before.” Byakuya waved him off with an indifferent flick of his wrist.

“It doesn’t matter. My status has allowed me to do things that I wouldn’t be able to do with just my age. Nothing will change when I turn eighteen. I will still be the same person, I will still have the same amount of money, and I will still hate that dog,” Byakuya commented with a sneer on his face, gesturing vaguely in the direction of the dog wagging her tail back and forth. Nagito rolled his eyes and kissed her nose. “The end. Now, if you will excuse me, I am turning in. Good night.”

And with that, Byakuya Togami (as tolerant as ever) left the living room. There was silence until there came the distant sound of his bedroom door clicking shut behind him, and then Kokichi leapt off the couch and started pacing back and forth while biting his nail and his lip simultaneously. “I have a plan!”

“Kokichi, you heard what Byakuya said. I really think it’s best if we don’t meddle-”

“Shush! I am the smartest one in this room right now, okay? I know exactly what to do. I’ll make ‘Kuya-kun appreciate birthdays more, especially his own! I’ll show him, and I’ll do it in a way that’ll catch him totally off guard. He’ll never see it coming.” Suddenly he whirled towards Nagito, who was desperately hanging onto Kokichi’s words by a thread, hoping he wouldn’t forget them when he woke up in the morning. “But you have to help. I’ll need all hands on deck for this one. So? Whaddya say, Nagito?”

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extra! extra! read all about it 一 danganronpa oneshot

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: just a normal day at school for the antiheroes. (READ THE FULL CHAPTER HERE!)

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: chaotic fluff

𝐓𝐖: none :)

Kokichi, wake up,” Nagito whispered, shaking the shoulder of his roommate lightly. “Hey, ‘Kichi. Come on, bud. You gotta open your eyes, okay?” His soothing words interlaced with his naturally relaxing tone were a match made in heaven, and Kokichi found himself opening his eyes (albeit hesitantly). "Ah, there you are."

"Leave me alone. I'm tired," he mumbled, turning around so his head was buried into his pillow. Nagito chuckled, petting his mop of messy morning hair. It was quite common for Kokichi to want to sleep in very late. Unlike Byakuya and Nagito, who woke up around five o'clock in the morning to get their day started in the most productive way they could, the Ultimate Supreme Leader's mischievous actions caught up with him in the early hours of the dawn, causing him to not even stir until around ten. While Byakuya didn't think it was healthy for him to be awake all night and asleep all day, Nagito let him get all the rest he needed. Deep down, neither of them were ready to deal with a grumpy, sleep deprived Kokichi Oma.

"Come on, Kokichi. We have school. It's Monday." Nagito leaned forward and opened his curtains, exposing the sun's hot rays. If there was anything that would get him to sit up, it was the heat. Kokichi groaned, pretending to snore obnoxiously, once again shifting so his whole body was turned away from Nagito. The Ultimate Lucky Student sighed, shaking his head and smiling softly. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head, and he resisted the urge to laugh. "Okay, how about this? If you wake up and go brush your teeth, I'll buy you something from that new store that just opened up on the way home. Boba or ice cream, your choice. How about that?"

Slowly, the purple haired boy turned back around, holding his stuffed animal to his chest. He blinked a few times, still trying to adjust to the lighting, before letting out a loud yawn. He smacked his lips together for a couple of seconds, and then finally opened his mouth to speak. "Can I get the boba and the ice cream?" he asked sleepily.

Nagito did laugh then, nodding. "Yeah, you can get both. But only if you get up, get dressed, and brush your teeth.” Kokichi shot up, running over to his closet and pulling out the outfit he had hastily hung up the night before for the next morning, shooting Nagito no more than a mere glance before exiting his room and bounding down the hall to the bathroom, pushing a rather annoyed Byakuya out before slamming the door. The head of the Togami empire huffed under his breath, giving Nagito a look. "What? I had to find some way to get him out of bed."

“Did it have to involve me getting pushed out in the middle of me straightening my hair?” he asked sternly, pointing loosely at the half of his head that wasn’t done and instead was a mess of blonde curls. Nagito clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing, which only caused Byakuya’s glare to darken. “Don’t laugh at me!” He crossed his hands over his chest and stomped away. Looks like someone forgot to wake up early , Nagito thought.

“It looks good, ‘Kuya!” he called out after an already long gone Byakuya. He didn’t even get a moment to actually laugh at the hairdo before Kokichi let out a cry of pain from inside the bathroom.

“Byakuya, turn your straightener off next time!”  Kokichi cried, voice strained from biting back tears.

Byakuya laughed evilly from the confines of his room, having no doubt left it on in hopes Kokichi would grab it to move it out of the way. Nagito sighed & went to fetch the first aid kit, poking his head inside Byakuya’s room on the way to scold him.

idk why the gaps are so big between paragraphs but ill fix it later LMAOO. read the whole book on my ao3 acc: @ dykechi !! <3

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DANGANRONPA GOODBYE DESPAIR : SOFT HEADCANONS

note: i suppose i should stop promoting my new book (LOL) and do what you followed me for, so here’s some danganronpa 2 head canons! <3 i love these idiots so much :(

features: major spoilers for drv2 / slight mentions of komahina / bandaids / kuzupeko / soudam / princess peach / and soapies

Imposter gives the best hugs. They’re warm and soft because their clothing is always freshly ironed.

Peko has a questionable obsession with Cheez-It’s. No one really knows why, but she’ll kill someone for them.

Fuyuhiko likes Melanie Martinez. His favorite song is Pity Party.

Akane watches NASCAR races and is very audible about it.

Nekomaru joins her from time to time, but even he doesn’t get as intense as she does.

TeruTeru brings food in for the class every Friday to celebrate the weekend (this is the only nice headcanon i’ll ever write about him, so take it-)

Mikan has to wear earplugs when Ibuki invites her to come watch her rehearse.

Ibuki can’t cook, poor thing. She uses those Easy Bake Ovens, and most of the stuff that comes out the other end is not very tasty.

Nagito likes plants, but because of his bad luck, he always kills them within the first week.

Hajime makes seashell necklaces for Nagito to cheer him up when this happens (with the help of Hiyoko, who is surprisingly good at arts and crafts).

Chiaki makes everyone meet Chihiro and refers to him as her “birthday twin,” and she talks about him all the time.

Hiyoko's favorite song in the world is Dance, Baby! by Boy Pablo, and she & Mahiru have danced to it so many times that they pretty much have choreography.

Mahiru has a whole photo album filled with pictures of her friends, but she won't admit it to anyone.

Kazuichi forgets to wash his hands before he eats, so most of the time his food tastes like oil and grease.

Gundham is a theater kid, send tweet. He's in love with Six.

When Sonia spaces out, her hands end up finding themselves entangled in Chiaki's hair.

Because of this, Chiaki's always being subjected to new hairstyles.

Mikan gets pep talks sometimes from Nekomaru, but he's so loud that she shrinks in on herself.

Souda forgot his sleeping bag when they were all hanging together, and he had to share with Gundham.

Peko and Mikan are unlikely friends. They like to bake together.

They don't ever have ZOOM meetings because Akane has the choppiest wifi and always has to rejoin a billion times.

Sonia's favorite website is Kahoot!

Nagito knows how to ballroom dance. Hajime does not.

Fuyuhiko was too short to ride a rollercoaster once, and Souda had to restrain him so he didn't end up butchering the person controlling it.

Ibuki eventually ends up forming another band with Rantaro, Leon, & Sayaka. Their music sounds a lot better.

Mahiru's the type to kiss her friend's knee when they scraped it to make it feel better.

TeruTeru is a Swiftie.

I headcanon that Kokichi would be one of Nagito's best friends (slightly influenced by my roommate au), so whenever he comes around, everyone feels the need to hide.

Hiyoko walks by the other classrooms on her way to the bathroom and stops to wave through the window if she sees a friend of hers.

Hajime likes braiding Nagito's hair when he's tired and wants to practice.

Chiaki made Miis for all of her friends, and she tried to make everyone look as wonky as possible so she could get a laugh everytime she opened it.

Nekomaru is the only one who never forgets to bring sunscreen to the beach.

Imposter and Ibuki paint together on the weekends.

Mikan is afraid of skate parks, and even more afraid when Ibuki tells her she wants to learn how.

They have cookouts all the time, and they've yet to get tired of it. It's just them, the sun, and the sound of laughter.

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sick day 一 danganronpa oneshot

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: kokichi & nagito get sick, and guess who has to take care of them? byakuya. READ THE FULL CHAPTER HERE!

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: fluff 𝐓𝐖: none

"You actually got sick?!" Byakuya exclaimed upon waking up after a loud sneeze and shoving his glasses onto his face, blinking to adjust to the light. Kokichi was sniffing like crazy, his nose red like a cherry tomato and his eyes teary. The light in the bathroom down the hall was on, and he heard Nagito rummaging through the medicine cabinet. The purple haired boy wiped at his nose with his sleeve furiously once he realized Byakuya was awake, trying to cover up any symptoms he had and failing miserably. "What did I say yesterday? I thought I made myself perfectly clear."

"Oh, chill out, 'Kuya, you sound like a mom," Kokichi replied, grinning goofily and sucking his nose fluids back in. "It's not a big deal, I'm not that sick." Then he sneezed, shivering and wrapping his blanket around him. Not that sick, my ass , Byakuya thought. He truly didn't have the energy to deal with this right now. When Kokichi was ill, he was stubborn. He didn't like to listen, and he strived to make his sick days miserable for everyone. In the past, Byakuya had just stayed out of Kokichi's way when he saw that his nose was more than a little red, but now they were living together . There was no way out of this. At least he had Nagito to help out, right?

Nagito came into the living room, eyes half closed and head drooping as he stumbled over to the couch and flopped down. He coughed violently into his arm, letting out a tired sigh once he finished and tossing the medicine he grabbed to Kokichi. Wonderful. Nagito was sick, too. Just great . Byakuya was absolutely thrilled. Nagito saw Byakuya awake and loosely waved. "Good morning, 'Kuya. How was your sleep?"

"I wish it was eternal. We never would've gone outside if I knew you two were going to get sick. Absolute morons," he muttered, dragging a hand down his face. Was his head already starting to hurt, or was he just imagining it? Nagito lowered his head with a look of shame, while Kokichi just rolled his eyes. Byakuya sighed.

He stood up and grabbed his pillow, walking to his room and throwing it onto his bed. If he chose to ignore the two boys all day, their condition would surely worsen. The best they could do on their own is take medicine, and would that really be enough? No, he didn't think so. On the other hand, if he were to care for them even after stating directly that he wasn't going to, they'd definitely be stubborn and give him a run for his money. They'd also have a field day letting him clean up after them.

To care for or not to care for? That was the question, and Byakuya hated to say that he already had the answer. He couldn't let them get any more ill, or neglect their cold (because they would if given the chance). He had no choice but to play the role of Mikan Tsumiki from Nagito's class and nurse them back to health. They owed him for this one.

second note: okay, i promise i'll be posting soft dr2 headcanons later today, i just saw that the third chapter didn't have as much attention because i hadn't posted about it on here, lol! but i swear this won't be the only thing on my page :)

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raincoats 一 danganronpa drabble

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: kokichi buys matching raincoats for the antagonists and convinces them to put them to good use. (sneak peek of the newest chapter of serendipity, which you can read here!)

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: fluff

𝐓𝐖: none

“Hey, losers!” Kokichi called, slamming the door shut behind him and kicking his shoes off. Byakuya would yell at him later for it, but he didn’t care. It had been pouring outside, and his hands were occupied at the moment. The bag he was holding was awfully heavy, and he couldn’t fit his big purple umbrella through the door. Maybe he should’ve listened to Nagito and gotten a smaller one instead. No, never mind. What was life without a little danger? Boring, that’s what it was.

“In here, Kokichi,” Nagito responded from the living room, his voice sounding even farther away with the rain pounding against the windows. It took a few attempts, but finally the purple haired boy got the umbrella to come unstuck from under the door with a violent tug. He closed it and hummed, skipping to the kitchen to put down the bags of groceries and the other things he had so cleverly picked up for him and his roommates.

He stuck his head into the living room, where Nagito was patching up his parka and Byakuya was reading (because what else does Byakuya Togami do but read and cause pesky money problems for those already down on their luck?). “Back so soon?” Byakuya asked rather glumly.

“Nihihihi, you know you missed me!” he replied airily, throwing himself onto the empty space on the couch besides Nagito, rolling over so that he was facing the windows. Byakuya rolled his eyes, but didn’t say anything. “It’s raining pretty hard out there, huh? It gives me an idea. You guys wanna hear it?”

Byakuya said “no” while Nagito said “yes,” so Kokichi just chose to ignore Byakuya. “Great! I’ll be right back!” He shot up as quickly as he had laid down and dashed out of the living room right as the heir groaned in exasperation, clearly fed up with the purple haired boy’s shenanigans. 

He came back in a moment later with one of the bags and rummaged through it, pulling out two raincoats and throwing one to each of the other boys. He had his own purple raincoat thrown over his shoulder, a sneaky grin on his face. Byakuya made a look of disgust as he observed the piece of nylon in his hands. Nagito just stared at it, blinking. 

“What exactly do you expect us to do with these things?” Byakuya snarled.

“Don’t play dumb, Byakuya! Put it on! You too, Nagito!” he scolded, pulling the raincoat over his head, cheering internally at how well it fit him and how snug he felt in the fabric. “Let’s go outside and play in the rain! We’re still teenagers, you know.” Nagito nodded, beginning to put his own on.

“As if,” Byakuya said, half-laughing and half-grimacing. He tossed the raincoat onto the couch, getting up and moving to leave the living room. "I have better things to do than frolic in the mud & rain." Before he could leave, Kokichi clung onto his wrist. His eyes widened. "Let go of me!"

"Please? Come on," Kokichi whined, flashing puppy dog eyes at the heir and sticking his bottom lip out. Byakuya rolled his eyes, pushing his glasses up onto the bridge of his nose. Nagito sighed, giving Byakuya the same look with his eyes.

"Live a little," Nagito suggested teasingly, adjusting his green raincoat and handing Byakuya the one he threw onto the couch. Byakuya hesitated, narrowing his eyes at the two boys looking expectantly at him. Normally a Togami wouldn't dare go out in that kind of weather, or even consider doing so. But Byakuya had finished his book, and he knew Kokichi would probably have a temper tantrum if he refused, so he didn't really have a choice.

Byakuya huffed, snatching the black raincoat from Nagito. "Fine, but if either of you get sick, don't expect me to take care of you," he snapped. Kokichi cheered, hopping up and down as he ran out of the living room. Nagito shot a small smile towards the heir before following the Ultimate Supreme Leader out. Byakuya had a gnawing feeling he'd regret agreeing to this.

see my ao3 to read the full chapter: @dykechi <3

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UPDATE: The issue is resolved. She and I chatted privately and found common ground, but the original post will stay up in case any Togafuka shippers wander onto my page. I give her kudos for being a lot more mature than she was in my comments section this morning, and I admit I was also in the wrong for creating a less than nice post about her. I’m glad it’s over and done with now, yet my opinions about the matter are still set in stone.

Thanks for reading. Good night, good morning, and good afternoon!

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LET'S TALK ABOUT IT.

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Oh, god. It's been less than twenty-four hours, and I already have a comment like this. So, we have no choice but to go over it and break it down so I don't get any more ridiculous comments like this. First, let's lay down the basics.

If you ship Togafuka, get off my page. Not only is this ship incredibly toxic and one-sided, it also brings out the worst traits of Byakuya and Toko, who individually, are good & well written characters. I don't support pairs that are like this, no matter how much of a multishipper I am. If you really want me to make a seperate post dissecting all the toxic parts about their relationship, I will gladly do so.

THIS IS AN ANTI-TOGAFUKA PAGE.

Moving on. This person claimed that Naegami was a huge trigger for them. While I respect everyone's triggers, I said at the very beginning that there was going to be Naegami. If it bothered them, they should've clicked off and left it at that. Naegami is in the tags. Togafuka is not. Sounds easy enough to understand.

I'm not taking different ship requests, either, nor did I say I was going to. The ships will be Naegami, Komahina, and Oumasai. I've said this countless times, & I'm not fond of repeating myself. What I did say, however, was that I am taking requests for prompts. Not ships, prompts.

I apologize if I sound rude, because normally I am not a rude person, but these kind of comments are extremely upsetting to me. This is how I replied:

I believe my response was justified, and that's the end of it. Do NOT comment stuff like this. If you don't like the relationships, don't read the book. I can be bitter when I want to be, but I hardly ever want to be, so don't say stuff like this that will easily provoke me.

This is my work, these are the ships I'm including. You should've never clicked on it if you were uncomfortable with the relationships I put in the tags. Toko and Komaru are not in this book. Are they in the tags? No. It should've been easy to figure out from the start.

Let's try to refrain from commenting stuff like this next time.

Thanks for reading.

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hey! my danganronpa antag roommate au fic, titled serendipity, is out now!! <3 you can read it here :) please note that i am open to critique as long as it is polite and you are not upright degrading my work. i was really excited to write this, so it'd mean the world if you could show it some love.

this book is also part of a series i'm writing called "roommates." yes, you heard that right. the three main protags will ALSO be living together and going on chaotic adventures of their own, though that's still in the works. stay tuned if you're interested in that as well, because i promise it'll be good!

the works can be found on ao3 only, and can also be read as standalone one shots!! there is no actual schedule, but i'll try to post one chapter a week.

if you want more details about the book, read the snippet / summary i posted a week ago here !!

thanks for your time. have a great day!

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fresh paint 一 danganronpa oneshot

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: byakuya moves in with nagito and kokichi, and realizes it may not be as bad as he originally thought. THIS IS NOT THE FULL ONE SHOT.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: fluff

𝐓𝐖: none

From the moment that Byakuya Togami stepped into his new home, the sun peeking in through the windows, he knew he'd never find another moment of peace in his life. He'd never feel real happiness again, and all chances & hopes of becoming a better person quickly diminished. He would never feel content as long as he lived inside these restricting walls. 

Okay, maybe he was being dramatic. He had bought the house, after all, and he wouldn't have done so in the first place if he hadn't been 100% sure that he was ready to accept any & all consequences that came with the purchase.

A small boy with purple hair shot past him, cheering & whooping as he danced around the empty house. "This house is mine! I rule over everyone here!" he chanted over and over again, laughing maniacally.

Byakuya sighed. Nope, he didn't think he was being dramatic at all. Kokichi Oma was the most annoying person he had ever met, & now here he was, living with him. Why did he ever agree to do this? Because he wanted so badly to be under the same roof as the boys? Seemed unlikely, but he wasn't going to dwell on it any longer.

Nagito Komaeda walked in after Kokichi, holding a big, brown box in his hands that was labeled Kitchen & Living Room (⅓). He smiled sheepishly at the shorter boy hopping around, walking over to the island and placing the box down on top of it. He inhaled the scent of the new house and turned to Byakuya. "Heh, I still can't believe you agreed to this. We thought you were going to shut us down on the idea almost automatically."

Byakuya shook his head, flabbergasted. Why did Kokichi have so much energy, and why did he feel like it'd conveniently drain right when the time came to unpack? "I'm starting to think I should've. I'm already getting a migraine." Nagito laughed softly, and the two made their way back outside to the moving van to retrieve more boxes while Kokichi hummed loudly to himself as he frolicked aimlessly around the house.

During that period of time, Byakuya allowed his mind to wander. He hadn't expected for himself to agree to such a foolish proposal so easily. Obviously both Nagito & Kokichi hadn't expected the sudden approval either, for their mouths were on the ground when they realized that the Byakuya Togami had actually decided to go along with their usual "brain-shrinking" plans.

It had slipped out of Byakuya's mouth before he could even blink. The idea of living with Kokichi and Nagito, despite having been friends with them for a good amount of time, was foreign to the heir. In fact, even living with someone sounded absurd to Byakuya. He only needed himself and himself only, or so he thought. Yet, his sudden agreement came so quickly that it had to have meant something. Byakuya wasn't normally impulsive; he did everything with practiced precision. So an abrupt answer that he didn't back down on even after how shocked he was...it meant he was progressing as a person, as a friend. Somewhere. Somehow.

Oddly enough, that was comforting.

During their fifth trip to the house (the boxes were surprisingly heavy), Kokichi waddled up to them and pointed down the hall towards the rooms. "We still have to pick out our rooms! Who's claiming the biggest one?"

"Me, obviously," Byakuya replied, tone as cold as ice. "I bought this house." Kokichi mocked him, raising his hand and opening & closing his fingers together every time the heir spoke, like a sock puppet but without the sock.

"You probably just got it handed to you," he replied teasingly. "Fine, then I get the second biggest room!"

"The other rooms are all the same size." Byakuya's comment made Kokichi huff, while Nagito lightened up a little bit, almost as if he was dreading being told he was going to get the smallest room. Byakuya didn't doubt it.

"Could you help with the boxes, Kokichi?" Nagito asked, taking off his parka and tying it around his waist, wiping the back of his hand over his forehead with a long sigh. Byakuya had to hand it to him; he too had discarded his overcoat. The boxes were harder to carry than he originally believed, and his muscles already felt strained. He was so used to people doing things for him that being independent now all of a sudden was exhausting. Kokichi groaned.

"Do I have to? I'm feeling tired," he asked, laying down on the floor and pretending to fall asleep. Byakuya was right. Kokichi had energy until it was actually needed. Nagito sighed, walking back out of the house. Byakuya chose not to press the matter, instead shooting the purple haired boy a glare and following Nagito out. He heard another loud groan, and then the pitter-patter of footsteps. "Guys, it was a lie! I'm not actually tired. I can help just fine."

Kokichi joined the expedition to get the boxes inside. Within one hour, they had made all their trips, and they were close to death by the time they were finished. Even the water they drank didn't cool the sensation of heat licking at their bodies every time they stepped outside. And when Nagito reminded the two other boys that they still had to unpack everything, Byakuya decided to hire people to do it for them.

note: well, i hope you liked this small excuse of a post! i absolutely adore all three antagonists (emphasis on togami), and i thought this AU i thought of randomly was the cutest thing ever. if you don't understand really what's happening, or if you would like to know more, let me go more into detail for you!

i'm writing an antag AU that will be posted to AO3 soon. the three main antagonists (byakuya, nagito, & kokichi) move into a house for literally no reason other than they want to. along the way, they grow closer, have fun, & most importantly, develop as people and as friends. it's all just lots of fluff and chaos, and i wanted to write it because i couldn't stop imagining the power they have as friends. there will also be naegami, saioma, and komahina every so often bc i said so :)

they can also be read as standalone oneshots, which is why i'll be posting snippets of the chapter i'm working on every now and then. it's not out yet, but it will be by the end of the week, and i'll be sure to post about it as soon as i can!

i am open to critique, as long as you are not too harsh. thanks for reading! <3

UPDATE: it's out! read it here :)

[fragileahoges]

DOMESTIC NAEGAMI HEADCANONS

note: my head has been full of naegami lately (as it always is), so have these :) THESE ARE NON-DESPAIR HEAD CANONS, SO THERE WILL BE MENTIONS OF THE MURDERED/BLACKENED.

Together, they definitely had the money to buy something big & grand (and Celeste approved), but Makoto wanted a comfortable yet spacious flat, and Byakuya just wanted to see him happy.

They enlisted the help of their friends to help unpack everything, but it ended up taking the whole day because Aoi and Leon kept dancing and messing around.

Everyone else joined in on the fun, even a grumbling Byakuya who was secretly enjoying it.

That night, they jumped eagerly into bed, tired, but really happy.

Makoto leaves crumbs in the bed when he eats.

Byakuya slips almost constantly on their wooden floorboards (he claims it’s just the socks).

Makoto likes to surprise Byakuya by getting into the shower with him

He’s definitely a little flustered, but doesn’t push him out.

There’s always music playing. Whether it’s classical music or whatever the hell Makoto likes, there’s never really any silence in the home.

The flat started smelling like expensive cologne and laundry detergent.

The first couple weeks when Byakuya went out to run errands, Makoto would pace back and forth and check the time every other minute, because missing someone hits differently when you live together.

When he finally gets home, he doesn’t even get time to put his stuff down before he’s pulled into a bone-crushing hug by a love deprived Makoto.

Byakuya is less touchy when the roles are reversed, but he’ll come up from behind him and wrap his arms around his waist, burying his face in Makoto’s hair. (Is that as touchy? Hm. I don’t know, affection is a stranger to me.)

Because they now live together, affection is shown a lot more, especially in the sheets.

Not in that way, nasty.

More like, Byakuya will pull Makoto close before they go to sleep and pepper his face with goodnight kisses.

And Makoto will run his fingers through Togami’s hair as soon as he wakes up because he loves the way it feels between his fingers.

Neither of them can cook for shit, so Kyoko (willingly) brings them breakfast every morning.

She really doesn't mind. She likes to catch up with her friends and tease them about when they'll get married.

"Soon," Byakuya always says, smiling at a wide-eyed Makoto.

Six months into them living together, Makoto brings a dog home impulsively.

Byakuya is angry at first, but just look at her! He falls in love quicker than he’d like to admit.

Because of university (they’re college students), they don’t get to see each other as often as they’d like to.

But when they finally get home after a long day at school, their hugs couldn’t be any more personal. Their embraces say ‘I missed you’ without really having to say it.

Their unspoken touches kind of make Makoto emotional, which Byakuya teases him for.

Byakuya: If you’re gonna cry every time I hug you, we should really buy more tissues.

Makoto: Oh, quit it.

Sometimes when one of them is stressed over schoolwork (most of the time it’s Makoto), the other will massage their shoulders, lean forward, and kiss their cheek, whispering, “It’s gonna be alright.” And it will be.

They dance all the time. 

Byakuya likes ballroom dancing, and Makoto likes music, so it’s a win-win.

Makoto will sometimes tug on the collar of Byakuya’s shirt until he leans down and take his glasses and clean them for him. No special reason other than he likes to see Byakuya flustered.

^ I use that head canon A LOT in my drabbles, so if you ever read any of my one shots and notice that something sounds familiar, that’s why.

I have this head canon that sometimes Byakuya just can’t get up in the morning. Normally, he’s productive and ready to start the day just so he can be done with it, but some mornings, he just can’t.

It’s not because of a lack of sleep, but it totally is. Byakuya tends to push himself sometimes.

Because of this, Makoto is more than willing to help him out.

He makes him breakfast & coffee, gets him dressed, straightens his hair (because there’s no way it’s like that naturally), ties his tie, and even puts some foundation on him if he ever has any dark eye bags.

He gets a little afraid seeing Byakuya like that, so he does the best he can to pull him lightly out of that rut.

It’s (more or less) the same vice versa.

Whenever Makoto is sad, or insecure, or just really out of it, Byakuya will tell him to come lay down with him.

Makoto feels better by listening to Byakuya’s heartbeat or playing with his hair.

No words need to be exchanged.

Again, it makes Makoto emotional to know Byakuya loves him so much.

Byakuya feels the exact same.

[fragileahoges]

DANGANRONPA THH : SOFT HEADCANONS

note: soft headcanons for my favorite danganronpa game characters <3 speaking of, does anyone still care for danganronpa? i feel i’m somewhat late to the party.

Byakuya hates any milk that isn’t 2%. But if he had to choose a flavor, he’d choose strawberry milk. 

Leon has a Sound Cloud, but he won’t give anyone the username (except Sayaka, but she has her mouth shut, too)

Celeste has definitely given Hifumi the wrong test answers on purpose at one point so that he’d get a big, fat F.

Asahina and Sakura are actually really good bakers.

Makoto owns one of those animal pillows that have light up stars on its back. (You know what I’m talking about!)

Kyoko and Celeste drink black, bitter coffee so often that it’s rare to see them without a cup in their hands.

Hiro’s convinced they don’t sleep, either.

Byakuya has matching pajamas that have his name embroidered on them in cursive.

Taka and Toko have a really nice friendship, which absolutely nobody expected. Whether it’s because of how lonely they were as children, or their not-so-great home lives, no one knows. They just get along really well.

They spend their time together in the library or under a tree, either working on school projects or reading a book that Toko is working on.

Byakuya and Celeste will gamble for hours on end. Celeste is loving the money she’s winning, and Byakuya won’t stop until he wins.

HE/THEY CHIHIRO HE/THEY CHIHIRO

As hard as it may be to believe, Byakuya once tripped over an UNTIED shoelace once during gym class because he was too occupied with staring at Makoto.

Taka brings extra scarves/mittens every day during the winter time because he knows at least one of his classmates is bound to forget their own sooner or later. 

Most of the time, it’s either Makoto or Leon.

Chihiro brings hot cocoa for everyone, & Mondo helps them carry the cups.

Sakura and Asahina got matching tattoos.

Sayaka and Mukuro go ice skating every other weekend, and roller skating when the ice melts away.

Byakuya doesn’t tell anybody it’s his birthday because he’s used to not celebrating it or having anyone care.

Makoto finds out, and the class throws him the best birthday party ever.

He was rolling his eyes the whole time, but everyone knew he loved it.

Chihiro has to supervise when Mondo and Taka want to bake.

Why? Because Taka isn’t as good at following recipes as he is at being a moral compass.

Leon collects rocks.

Hiro collects different lengths of sticks.

Celeste doesn’t try to understand why they do this.

They once went camping together.

Never again.

This is already sort of canon (via official art(?)) but Byakuya refuses to run when they’re supposed to do track.

It’s “commoner behavior.”

Makoto gets tired after doing half of a lap around. He literally just cannot physically take the strain of doing more than that.

Leon’s obviously the fastest, but Chihiro (being small and agile) gives him a run for his money.

Byakuya and Kyoko violently side eye each other when Makoto does or says something cute without realizing it.

They also both jump at the opportunity to talk to him alone or partner with him on a project.

The class has a FIELD day watching the Naegami/Naegiri rivalry unfold.

In conclusion, the Trigger Happy Havoc characters are amazing and I love them very much.