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random-idiot-writer · 2 years

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Kokichi's backstory

These are all headcanons honestly but i wanted to put things together

Kokichi was a shy and timid, small child. He never had the advantage of height and was always deemed shorter than his peers. Due to those factors, he gained many bullies at the school he went to. Not only was his body more petite in comparison to everyone else's, but kokochi also lacked the confidence and social skills to tell anyone, making him the prime target.

Yet at home, Kokochi knew how to act perfectly fine. He put on a mask of happiness and childishness at home, and knew how to control himself and his expressions.

Kokichi had always lied about everything at school being well. His parents favored his older brother very much, from the way he had amazing grades, to the way his appearance was careful manners torwards everyone. His parents held many expectations of his brother, and needless to say, the two siblings were nothing alike. Bad grades, a sloppy appearance, kokichi was the opposite of his brother.

His brother was the perfect child. Kokichi was the dissapointment.

Yet kokichi hand never minded that fact, because despite everything, he and his brother's relationship had remained close, and he held a deep admiration for his older sibling. He didn't want to cause anyone troubke by mentioning the bullying at school, so he lied about his bullies to everyone.

His brother was always studying for his grades at home whenever he could, sometimes under the order of his parents. Yet not once had kokichi seen his brother unhappy about his situation, or show any signs of disobedience torwards his parents. His mannerism alwys remained completely composed. He had little free time, but kokichi always treasured every last moment they spent together while his brother was free. He could act as himself with his brother, and they knew each other the best.

Sometimes when having nightmares, he would sneak in his brother's room and snuggle with him under his blanket. His brother locked the room, knowing kokichi had the ability to pick locks. Both of them never told their parents about their midnight talks. His brother was one of his only sources of comfort.

In his scarce free time, kokichi would notice that his brother disapears from the house for a few hours. This dissapearance became more frequent, and the hours spent took longer. Kokichi decided that he would follow his brother next time, out of curiosity of what he was up to.

The revelation hit kokochi like a truck. His brother was secretly in a small gang that was pretty well known in the area as "DICE". The gang consists of several orphans and were extremely strict in that manner. His brother was one of them. kokochi watched them converse, using slangs and swear words. He watched as his brother gulped down alchohol and laughed at vulgar jokes. He was using a fake name, and lying about being a single child orphan like the rest them.

So this was his brother. Well, it was only natural that someone with so much pressure would be seeking escape from their harsh reality.

Yet kokichi could not help but feel a sense of dissapointemnt in his chest. His admiration for his brother wlowly dissapated as he watched his brother's other personality.

The truth.

This was the part of his brother that he hid from kokichi underneath the facade of etiquette. This was the truth underneath his brother's lies. Kokichi wished he had not discovered the truth, that he could have led to believe his charming and perfect older brother, his model, his inspiration.

He knew that it had all changed. He couldnt hold on to his beliefs anymore, and knew he had to face the cold, harsh reality of his brother.

It was ironic. His brother was lying to everyone about his personality to keep his life, while kokichi was lying about his life to keep his personality. Although brothers, they were so similar despite their many differences. Well, they were siblings afterall.

Kokichi was so fixated on his brother that he had not notice one of the other members creeping up from behind. The member pulled on kokochi's hair unsuspectingly, and dragged kokichi to the gang as kokichi tried to pull free frpm that member's grasp futilely.

As kokichi was brought in closer, his pale, purple hued eyes met his brother's, and both of their eyes exchanged several anxious messages within that wuick glance. His brother' expression was equivalent to a shocked, horrified expression, while kokichi was sure that he could not help but portray a terrified, anxious one. But another member broke that contact between them before they had the chance to exchange words.

"Wow, whos this little guy?" She jeered at him.

This felt exactky like it had in school. Where everyone taller had picked on him because of his small frame. He felt like a small, powerless sheep in the territory of lions. Kokichi was, of course, terrified. Yet he could not let that fear show on his face. Not now.

He was best at controlling his emotions, afterall. It was one of the only things kokichi could do right. He calmed his nerves as he put on yet another performance.

"Kokichi Ouma's my name! And if you couldnt tell, I'm his brother."

The brother he was too ashamed to be honest about.

His brother always expressed to kokichi that he was proud of him no matter what, and would always be with him, even if their parents werent. He had always told kokichi that he would never be ashamed of him, and that he wasnt a dissapointment. His brother called kokichi his pride and joy, which kokichi still remember and held onto until today,

Well that was obviously a lie too.

Kokichi felt their gaze shift onto the person he was pointing to, who became increasingly horrified as they each turned their heads torwards him. His brother.

It was a taunt, directed torwards his brother. Kokichi's pent up emotions and anger torwards his brother led him to this action, before he realized the gravity of what he just did.

"You lied to us..?"

"Why?!"

Kokichi felt the tension rise as the anger of the members were directed at his brother. And he was the cause of it.

Before he knew it, everything escalated faster than he could react. A fight broke out among the members and he watched his perfect brother get beaten as he had i school. Before he knew it, his fragile and beaten brother was in his arms, and kokichi was handed a gun by one of the members.

"Shoot him and you live."

Those words echoed through his head.

"Only you can get out of here alive. Do it."

He was in a gang. Notorious for their cruelty. That was what they were famous for.

Shakily, kokichi brought the gun to his brother's head.

What else was he supposed to do? They would never let his brother escape, and he would die if he didnt kill his brother.

Kokichi brought his fingers to the trigger. Is this it? He's going to murder his own brother right here at the moment, just to save himself.

No. Kokichi never wanted his outcome. If these were the consequences of his actions, kokichi would much rather bring himself to be the one punished for his own actions. "I-I can't-" kokichi started, before his brother Grabbed his hand with the trigger.

"You're still my pride and joy." His brother gave one last smile before pulling the trigger.

Pink blood splattered all over kokichi as he watched his brother's life fade right before him.

His brother's blood.

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When kokichi arrived back home, it was past midnight. He caught the sight of his parents waiting in front of the doorway. Probably for his brother.

Well, they should be prepared to wait forever.

"WHERE IS HE?!" His mother grasped kokichi's sholder, squeezing it hard.

Ow.

"ANSWER ME!! WHERE IS MY BABY BOY??"

Not here, apperently.

Kokichi couldn't raise his head to face them. He couldn't stand to lie anymore. Not after everything that happened.

But what would his brother's death had been for, then?

His brother wasted his entire life, trying to be perfect. Trying to make their parents happy.

All that time spent for something so insignificant. His brother was reaching for the top when nothing was up there.

"He's dead."

Hesitantly, kokichi brought his eyes up to face his parents. He saw their mortified faces. It was the truth that shocked them the most. The truth ended up harming them more than both pf their lies.

kokichi walked away from his parents after he revealed those words to them. He walked away from his home.

The gang was quite suprised to see kokichi show up there, after finally letting him off. And quite displeased at the fresh memories he brought them too. But it doesnt matter. Kokichi wanted revenge.

Kokichi said he had killed his parents to the gang, which was true. He killed their morality and life ashuman beings after he announced the sudden news. And he never intended on going back to their graves.

He challenged the leader of the gang to a competition of leadership. The knife game. He won the game and became the leader of the gang. The leader of devils. The leader of evil.

After his ruling, he orchestrated many harmless pranks, dialing down the cruelty. The gang became more known as fun jokesters instead. He learned the lives and personalities of each 9 members and they grew closer after their reluctant hatred torwards one another in the beginning, He earned all their trust, and they became the family he always wanted.

The end

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evercelle · 4 months

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merry merry christmas!!

#danganronpa v3 #ouma kokichi #saihara shuichi #saiouma #ever makes art #ever gifts #i wasnt originally gonna send holiday cards this year but i changed my mind last minute and had to paint this quickly...#happy holidays!! i hope everyone got their cards (or will soon!)#btw my mama saw the cards while i was writing them and instantly thought ouma was really suspicious. lmao #shes never seen a danganronpa in her life but its nice to know ouma instinctively incites suspicious. thats character

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turbo-tsundere · 1 year

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Let’s disturb da balance of the universe

#gonta gokuhara #gokuhara gonta #kokichi ouma #ouma kokichi #danganronpa #v3 #ndrv3 #pregame #ougoku #if you squint at the second pic #my art #tbh I don't really subscribe to the fanon that the pregame personalities are the exact opposities of ingame ones #(but then does anyone really?)#with v3 writing being overall more nuanced and usually going the 'yes but no but maybe except it's complicated' route #personally I like to imagine that even if they act differently at their core they aren't that different #and their in-game personalities are actually their repressed/subconsciouss true selves - or perhaps their ideal versions of themselves #that they couldn't reach due to being cynical/jaded and disillusioned with society #(nevermind what they wished for comes with its own set of grievances and pitfalls ;p)#that's just my impression given the audition tapes and what-not #BUT for the purpose of entertaiment let's imagine how much of an absolute menace the first combination would be XD #(whether it's a menace for Kokichi or they're a menace to everyone else is an entirely different matter ;p)#side note but drawing this made me realise and appreciate smth - Kokichi's gakuran is dark contrasting his in-game outfit #but Gonta also has his own contrast - the blue/indigo color historically associated with royalty #vs the brown of his in-game suit - color more associated with commoners and plainness but also symbolising being down to earth and friendly #that's really neat actually #esp considering he's from high-status family

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breadmecoshy · 15 days

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Experimenting with style on these two

I feel a little empty, since I finally finished the oumota comic. I can start drawing another one while I have the strength....

I have comic ideas that are tearing my soul apart. Or I can just draw something romantic ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

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lightbulb-warning · 10 months

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Saiuoma not-Week not-Day 4: pregame

discussing Hot Takes from your hyperfixation, loudly, on public transport, is a love language all by itself

#you’ve heard of my uncle works at Nintendo get ready for my aunt works at team Danganronpa #saioumaweek2023 #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #saiouma #saiou #pregame saiouma #ive been in this fandom for barely two weeks I know nothing of pregame fanon #*projects my neurodivergencies on fav characters* my job here is done.#drv3 #drv3 pregame #danganronpa fanart #my art #maiora draws #one day I’ll learn to write dialogue while I’m planning layouts. one day. that day was not today.#the priority here was vibes /lh #started drawing this 23 Jun 2023 finished 10 Jul 2023 #yes I specifically made a tumblr because I wanted to participate in saiouma week #thanks for reading have a nice day

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m-y-fandoms · 1 year

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Commission: Nagito Komaeda and Kokichi Ouma - Kissing/Makeout Headcanons + First Kiss Drabble

Fic premise assumes you are the S/O (established relationship or crush) and WANT to be kissed by them, keep this in mind.

Word count: 2.6k words

Nagito Komaeda

Nagito is very ill (obviously) both mentally and physically. With this in mind and just seeing how he acts in-game, I have always retained the idea that he has different sides of himself. I think a lot of the time, the illness gets to his head.

Which Nagito you get can change day by day depending on his mood, his goals, or his current mental state, as we see in-game. Think of how he acts in the beginning of Chapter 1 versus say Chapter 5.

There was a very smug, passive-aggressive (and sometimes just plain aggressive), and sharp-witted Nagito…

Or the giggling, self-hating, hope-gasming mess of a man Nagito.

As his S/O, you got both sides, and both sides would serve you in his own way. He would always strive to please you, even if his methods and words sometimes weren’t the best.

After all, he wouldn’t have fallen in love with you if he didn’t see you as a beacon of hope. You were worthy in every way to him, even when he felt like he didn’t deserve you.

Early into your relationship, Nagito would be very needy, in disbelief that someone like him could have someone like you. He’d be touch-starved, nearly worshiping your body as you made out.

His hands would shake as he ran them up and down your sides while you kissed, clawing at your scalp, desperate to pull you in as if he’d lose you if he didn’t.

He’d be out of breath, ragged, not wanting to separate from you. He wouldn’t believe you would want to be near him, much less lock lips with him. He would savor every second, heart beating wildly in his chest. He would feel like he could pass out at any second.

As your relationship progressed and you two got more comfortable being romantic and vulnerable around each other, he would become more confident and initiate the connections between you two more often.

There would still be times where he acted a bit strange or timid, even in your trusted presence, but now making out with you was something he wanted to enjoy regularly, craved and needed, rather than an occurrence he thought would never happen to him in a million years.

He warms up to you like an engine, going from clinging to you and asking between kisses why you have feelings for a mess like him, to leaving you speechless and breathless as he pushes you up against the wall of your private cottage. He’d cage you in with his arms on either side of you, wanting you only to himself, biting at your bottom lip.

He’d become greedy with your touch and time, dragging you away from the group to make out in your room and tell you how you drive him wild.

The First Kiss

You sat on the floor of Nagito’s cabin with him like you did pretty much every night, cross-legged and hiding a hand of cards from him so he couldn’t cheat. He won nearly every time anyway, so he didn’t need that extra advantage. You enjoyed whisking him away for alone time like this. You found that many of your classmates either didn’t like Nagito or didn’t understand him. Most found him odd, even those who called him a friend. He never saw their judgements or little jabs as hurtful because he thought he deserved it. It made you really enjoy the time spent between only the two of you, because there was no judgement toward him, no stress. You could just be yourselves. He could even tell you about his ideals and plans for hope for the world all he wanted without being side-eyed. You often talked for hours as you played video games you borrowed from Chiaki and ate snacks.

Everyone knew you two were a thing, a close friendship that had blossomed into a mutual crush. You were rarely seen without the other, and in fact most had an inkling that if Nagito wasn’t with you, he was up to something.

You had a lot of fun with him, despite his constant questioning of your feelings for him: asking why you’d want to even be around someone like him, assuring you that he knew he could be a bother. He felt like he was a waste of your time, and you were slowly getting him out of the habit of feeling that way.

Now into early hours of the morning, everyone else was fast asleep for the night. Nagito walked you back to your cabin in the dark of the humid night, lit only by small lanterns adorning the cottage walls. This was your routine. Once in a while you fell asleep in his bed while he slept on the floor with a single blanket and pillow but him walking you back to your room before then was the norm. He’d casually wrap his coat around your shoulders on the rare occasion it was chilly, sometimes risk awkwardly reaching for your hand. He’d never been forward with you thus far, making it clear that while he wanted more, he didn’t feel like he deserved it. He wasn’t the best choice for you. He was meant to support you, to bolster your hope, not be a romantic equal. Tonight, it felt a little different, though. You wanted your relationship to move to the next level. You were going crazy, left with only the gentle embraces or leaning against him on his bed to satisfy you until your next fix. You needed more.

“Well… goodnight (Y/N),” Nagito flashed you a sideways grin, hesitating as if something were on his mind before turning to return to his cabin alone. You’d met his eyes and he looked away, already beginning his trek back. You reached out, grasping the tips of his fingers then securely moving your way up his arm to halt him.

“Nagito, wait…” He snapped his ghostly white face back to you immediately, expectantly almost…

“Yeah?” You swallowed nervously, losing the confidence and adrenaline rush when his eyes searched yours. He had a way of making butterflies appear in your stomach. He was just… so pretty, especially in the low lighting, especially with your nerves on fire. “What is it, (Y/N)...?” He stepped closer when the silence lingered.

“I, well… don’t go, yet…” You struggled to find the words. You couldn’t just ask straight out, right?

“Okay… I’ll stay. Is something wrong?” He hadn’t known you to ever be nervous or at a loss of words around him. That was everyone else’s job.

“Well, I want to… well…” he stepped a bit closer and your heart rate picked up. “Is it okay if maybe, I kiss you?” He felt his heart sink. His eyes went wide, pupils blown out in disbelief, but yet he stepped closer, as if his body and mind were at opposition.

“What? You want to kiss someone like me? Why would you-”

“If you don’t want to, please, it’s okay. Seriously, we don’t have to-.” You started back tracking immediately, thinking maybe you’d gone too far.

“Well of course I want to, but… I mean someone like me would only soil you. Can you imagine my filthy lips on y-”

“I do imagine your lips… a lot.” You spoke barely above a whisper, and he moved closer once more, until your chest lightly bumped against his.

“Really? Wow, I can’t imagine such a shining beacon of hope such as yourself wanting anything to do with me…” His eyes darted between yours and your bottom lip, feeling the stirrings of desire in the pit of his stomach.

“You say that a lot, you know… I wish you wouldn’t.” You tilted your head slightly, leaning in gently, extending your neck just barely.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice took on a slightly husky tone, and he didn’t stop you when your lips bumped against his, so reluctantly, so jittery. When he didn’t pull away, you pressed a little harder.

Almost like his cautious and unsure mood from just before was a merely a farce, he tilted his head to match, and his lips melted into yours like they were meant to fit together. Touch-starved and needy, he brought two shaky hands up to clutch onto your shoulders, as if you’d blow away with the wind if he didn’t. Allowing you very little time or room to breathe, his tongue found its way past your lips and brushed against yours. He felt you return the gesture with even more enthusiasm, and you heard as much as felt him moan into your mouth. The rumble in his chest sent sparks to your brain. He moved one hand around your waist, the other grabbing the back of your neck desperately, pulling you further in when you couldn’t physically be any closer. He was frantic, needing more and more of you. His mind was racing with so many thoughts at once.

Needing air urgently, you pulled away and found him hesitant to let go. So you didn’t. Not wanting to part from him either, you rested your forehead against his, bringing your hands up to run through his cloud of messy white locks.

Kokichi Ouma

Kokichi is not shy.

He is bold, teasing, and very loud about his feelngs for you.

Because while he loved to lie, your flustered reactions to his affections were so much more rewarding.

When it came to kissing, well there was no better way to rile you up and get that reaction he was looking for.

He loves PDA.

Kissing you in public was not only a way to mess with you, but to show the world you belonged to him.

He would do drive by kisses, running up to you for a peck then scampering off before you had a moment to process.

He would make bets, games, dares where you had to kiss him if you lost.

Kokichi was not nice.

When he made out with you in the privacy of your own dorm rooms, he was rough and unforgiving. He liked your little yips and gasps of surprise.

He would nibble at your jaw…

Bite your bottom lip a little too hard and lick up the bead of blood that spilled out…

Wrap one hand around your throat to keep you in place…

Sometimes he would tease you, hovering his lips over yours until you were nearly begging him to just kiss you already.

Your embarrassment was super cute to him.

When he was really into it, sometimes he’d pull at your hair or grab your backside, and when your lips parted to gasp, shoved his tongue in, an opportunist.

The First Kiss

You were traipsing about with Kokichi, investigating the newly unlocked areas of the academy. Exploring the vast and mysterious campus was daunting alone, but super fun with Kokichi by your side. You bounced between recently opened labs while Kokichi bothered their owners.

After a while, as the day was winding down and you’d begun to run low on energy, you sat with Kokichi on the top step of the flight of stairs just down the hall from Kiyo’s lab. The atmosphere was dark and gloomy, like the set of a horror film. You’d never have come up to this floor alone. You wondered why such a cheery girl like Angie had her lab - used to create beautiful art - on such a spooky floor. Kokichi, of course, had been messing with you the whole time, claiming he’d seen a dark shadow down the hall or that he swore he heard Kiyo hatching an evil plan in his lab earlier. You’d punched his shoulder, begging him to cut it out before you ran back to your dorm and left him behind. Looking down the creaky steps, you spoke a warning to him:

“Kokichi, I’m serious! You know this place freaks me out already. I don’t need you adding to i- mmph!” Your words were cut off, muffled into an awkward noise when Kokichi’s lips crashed onto yours. Your eyes widened in shock, but his were closed as he kissed you and pulled back just as fast. He leaned back on his hands, smirking mischeviously at you.

“W-what was that for?!” You sputtered, feeling your pulse throb in your chest.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Kokichi feigned innocence, his mouth agape in a childish look of guilt.

“You kissed me???” Your brows furrowed suspiciously.

“Well, I like you!” He grinned genuinely. “I know you like me too~! I heard you talking to Saihara about it the other day!” You were shocked at his apparent spying on you and would address it later, but he was right. You did have a crush on Kokichi, and you’d spoken to your close friend Shuichi about it at length, but you’d never have told Kokichi himself. You expected a swift and humiliating rejection if you did. You liked Kokichi a lot actually, but thought that to him, you were nothing more than a plaything, a way to avoid boredom because you tolerated him unlike most of your peers. A friend at most.

Your mind was racing, wondering how he could confess his feelings for you so bluntly, so plainly… Wasn’t he nervous at all? Was this a lie? Who can state that they like someone as more than a friend so casually?

But then you remembered that this was Kokichi. He wasn’t like other people. He was unique, for sure. You’d never met anyone like him.

“If you knew, why didn’t you tell me before?” You questioned, disbelief in your voice. He really was something else. “Ahhh!” You cried out as you were pushed backwards suddenly, now laying flat on the floor against the landing of the stairs. Kokichi jumped astride you, ignoring your question and straddling your waist. With a devilish grin he looked at you, pinned down below him. “Kokichi!” You squealed, not able to do much else. Your limbs felt like jelly and you couldn’t make eye contact with him.

“Awww I love that embarrassed expression on you~! You know, (Y/N)... you’re kinda cute this way.” He leaned down, letting the tip of his nose wiggle against yours. “You want more?” He mused, his tone low and impish. Turning your head away from him shyly, you paused, thinking about if you should humiliate yourself by playing along first, before nodding in response.

“Then beg for it…” he frowned down at you, deadly serious and commanding an intimidating presence.

“Stop it, Kokichi! You’re being cruel…” You threw an arm over your eyes, obscuring him from view, wishing you could just disappear at this very moment. You couldn’t take the teasing anymore. You were used to it from him, but not in this way. Never in this way.

“Come on now… if you act like that, I won’t kiss you ever again!” He crinkled his nose and furrowed his brow in disapproval. Your ears perked up at that, and you acted on instinct, reaching up and grabbing his checkered bandana in a vice-like grip. His mouth fell agape just a little, brows raising. “Oh, so that’s how it is~” he snickered.

He knew he had you in his trap, just where he wanted you. You tugged on the bandana, and he let you, bringing his lips down to hover right above yours. You closed your eyes expectantly, waiting for a kiss that never came. After a second, you felt the weight of his body lift off of you, and your eyes fluttered open in disappointment.

“Kokichi?” You sat up to see him already a few steps ahead of you, ready to make a break for it.

“Tell you what… if you can catch me, I’ll take you back to your room and kiss you all you want~!” He gestured flippantly to you, waving his hand, and took off at the speed of light.

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aikolibrary · 3 months

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Lyney and kokichi smut headcanons

This is my friends fault, I am doing this becouse of my friends @aramli and two others friends who dosent have tumblr THIS is your FAULT 😭☝️, but well going on the theme now 😔

Lyney

✮⋆˙ He is good at using his hands! We believe that if he has to be agile, fast and good with his tricks, how can he not be the same to please you? I mean, he probably knows where to touch and where not to touch to make you exicted, with moves so good that, god, I will take you to heaven.

✮⋆˙ He would use magic on the act @aramli says that a cock will probably appear in your mouth suddenly but I don't know if it would be his cock or a toy or something like that, but I think it can be like taking off your clothes with a snap! or put a rope on you and keep you trapped or a toy or something like that!

✮⋆˙˙But I don't think he's rough about doing it (unless you want to) because he cares about your pleasure and thinks that by being rude you probably won't enjoy it as much, but if you enjoy it more that way he will, Although it may also be because he is a little sensitive, so being rough only makes him cum faster and I think he prefers to take his time with you when doing it like I said before.

✮⋆˙ Although maybe he is rough doing it only four situation: He is very jealous, very angry (either with you or with someone else), very stressed or you just wanted it to be that way.

But probably in the fourth situation he kept something sweet about you, because he doesn't want to hurt you or make you feel bad, but on the contrary, in the other three situations I don't think he will maintain that sweetness at all unless you tell him that It's hurting you or until I see you crying.

✮⋆˙ He would let you dominate him if you want, he has no problem with that, in fact sometimes he likes to see how you ride him and take control of the situation while you get his own pleasure, but also when you catch him unexpectedly! either with light touches, or starting to rub yourself on his lap, or maybe just getting right into the act.

✮⋆˙ He likes to making after the shows in the back stage where maybe someone will see him, but he needs to relax! Maybe the show iwas very stressful for him so it wouldn't be bad if you relaxed him a little, letting him use your body

I would also say that he would do it before the shows, to get rid of his nerves but I feel like he likes you to see his shows and he also likes to take care of you doing it, so that probably won't happen because if he does it before the show he won't be able to do either of those two things.

✮⋆˙ I imagine this guy being super romantic on the act, praising you for how good you are making him feel, for how pretty you look, or because you are simply perfect in his eyes; whispering sweet things in your ear, or even asking you if you are feeling good too or if you need something to change to make you feel better.

I also feel that it would be romantic in the setting?, so to speak, what I mean is that there will be days when you will have the entire room decorated and arranged for you, with petals, candles, among other things, plus there will probably be romantic music playing in the background

Kokichi

✮⋆˙. He doesn't really have experience in this kind of thing but I still feel like he's very good at it, like he has a quality for it.

✮⋆˙ The first few times he will be gentle with you, letting you go at your own pace and make you feel good throughout the process, although after that it will not be like that, he will be somewhat rough and annoying while he does it, not giving you pleasure properly until he feels that is enough and then giving you more pleasure, overstimulating you.

✮⋆˙ When it comes to having intimate contact and as much as when you making it, he will make you beg, in fact he likes it when you beg him!

I imagine him putting his fingers on a sensitive spot on yours, making you tremble, but not doing anything else, leaving them there static and still until he hears your voice begging him for something, whether to move them or take them away, and then he will do it but until he feels satisfied with you begging him.

And that's how it will be with other things, do you want to cum? Beg him, do you want him to move faster or slower? Beg him, do you want him to touch you or stop touching you? Beg him, do you want to touch him? also beg him, in short begging is a key action in those moments.

✮⋆˙ He likes to see your face, expressions, and your body when you are doing it, so he probably does it in a position where he has control of you but at the same time can see everything he wants, even and maybe he would do it in front of a mirror so that you could see too, or sometimes he would record it so that he could show it to you later and embarrass you and make fun of you about it

✮⋆˙ Sometimes he likes to overstimulate you, why?, because it's nice to him see how he slowly transforms you into a mess of tears and sobs so that when he fucks you your mind is numb enough and you can't babble other than his name and incoherent words, oh and that make him fuck you like he wants because he know that you are to weak at that moment to do something about it, it gives him satisfaction and boost his pride knowing that he can do that, and that he can reduce you to that.

✮⋆˙ He has done it and he likes to do it in public with you, whether in a car or even in a restaurant or places like that where it is so easy for them to be seen and and create a problem, although the problem is worth it, if he is gonna to see your face. so nervous and like you're about to beg him to stop. Sometimes he would do it in a more hidden place like a bathroom or something like that, although other times he would do it in front of everyone, although with "precaution" that they would not see you two.

✮⋆˙ He likes to talk dirty to you and degrade you; criticizing you for how you do it and how you are enjoying it even though he is treating you so badly, calling you ugly nicknames or even insulting you. but the truth is it's not like he's being honest when he says that, he would never think of you that way, and he really wouldn't call you those nicknames and insults outside of that situation, in fact he loves that you're feeling good and you do too feel very good to him. He loves you, its only that he doesn't know how to control himself in that matter.

✮⋆˙ He has a lot of energy for that and for many things in general, so do not doubt that he could do it all night and do not doubt that the first rounds will be somewhat selfish and will not give you any pleasure, just feeling good himself until he stop when he feel satisfied and borde; then the next rounds will start to please you.

Of course, he will take breaks between rounds so as not to tire you out so much and probably when he finishes he will fall asleep due to fatigue, but if he still has energy he will take good care of you.

And that it is!, its really not the good thing because im not really write this and that is why is in englinsh , and this is my first time writing something like this (っ- ‸ - ς)

Umm so all the images belong to pinterest and to their auothors Credit to them! And good bye see you in other time!

#lyney x you #kokichi x reader #lyney x reader #drv3 #aiko writes #genshin x reader #genshin smut

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villainartist · 6 months

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the ultimate wuss squad... chickens, if you will.

hi guys, i wrote a fic for @drv3giftexchangeclub's Halloween Big Bang event, and made a little art piece for it, as you can see!

i also have @rainbow-cheshire contributing a beautiful piece of art to the fic!!! thank you so much to them, it was a pleasure! you'll be able to see it when you read it ;)

heres a link to my fic, please read it! its 8k words and it's about these four braving Class 78's haunted house together and coming out on the other side as besties!

#danganronpa #v3 #oumota #tenmiko #tenhimi #kaito momota #kokichi ouma #kokichi oma #tenko chabashira #himiko yumeno #halloween big bang #drv3giftexchange #villainous art #tbh this kinda helped me unrust my writing abilities!#its been a while since ive had to sit down and dedicate myself to finishing writing so i had fun

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chickensoup1025 · 1 month

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Kaito was very protective of his jacket.

He wore it everyday no matter the weather and he kept it in pristine condition. He'll even happily tell you its "origin story".

His grandmother had bought two suits for his grandfather to wear to some party. Choosing the other option, the purple suit jacket was left available for young Kaito to take and use to keep himself warm while watching the stars as winter came. The jacket was much too big for the boy, his hands only appearing out of the sleeves if they were rolled up a lot, so he tended to wear it like a cloak instead.

Kaito fondly remembered the night he was rattling on about constellations to his grandmother when he interrupted himself to complain about how itchy the interior of the coat was. She knew Kaito well enough to not point out he didn't have to wear it, so she proposed they sew in a new, more comfortable lining. She claims stars appeared in his eyes at that suggestion.

His grandmother offered to do the stitching but Kaito insisted she teach him so he can do it himself. The galaxy print on the inside of his jacket was his pride and joy from that day on. When he grew old enough to fit his arms through the sleeves, he kept up the habit of keeping at least one arm out to show off the fabric of stars.

So you can imagine how surprised Shuichi and his classmates were to see Kokichi walk into their dorm lounge room wearing the famous purple jacket.

It was Maki who flung herself off the couch and furiously demanded, "Take that off, now."

Kokichi pulled the jacket closer to his chest and showed off a mischievous grin, "Take what off? My, are you coming onto me, Harumaki?"

"Don't call me that." She growled.

Shuichi stood up, holding his hands up. "Ouma-kun, you really should stop. Momota-kun will be..."

"He'll kill you." Rantaro said from the couch.

"My beloved Kaito-chan would never hurt me." Kokichi sniffed.

This was the most unbelievable lie Kokichi has told so far. It was just last week Kirumi had to separate the boys from wrestling again.

Ryoma stood up. "Normally, I'd say it's your funeral, but for this to be in your hands... Momota-kun wouldn't forgive us for letting it even happen."

"Oh come onnnnn, you guys!" Kokichi continues to evade Maki's lunges. "He let me wear it! I swear! Would I lie to you guys?"

Miu actually started to choke from laughing so violently.

(For once, Kokichi wasn't lying.)

#oumota #my writing #Kokichi ouma #Kokichi Oma #ouma kokichi #drv3 #danganronpa #drv3 kokichi #Kaito Momota #momota kaito #drv3 kaito #maki harukawa #ryoma hoshi #shuichi saihara #Rantaro Amari

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theveesbf · 1 month

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kokichi x reader who was cold and avoided him like he was the plague until he broke down their walls and now they just follow him everywhere like a lost stray? they deny being attached to him when teased or asked but kokichi knows thats just a lie :)

Kokichi X Reader

⌗notes - Heyy! Omg this was on my drafts for so long I just finished it so I'm sorry if it's messy🙏

⌗content - Headcannons of Kokichi with a reader who avoided him like the plague until he managed to break their wall, and now they follow him everywhere..

Kokichi was really trying his best to annoy everyone there, or that's the impression you got from him.

And that's what made you avoid him, no matter what happened, you were never on the same room as him.

He noticed that. He has a really good eye, and it was obvious he would notice that you're avoiding him.

Now Kokichi basically looks after you during any free time he gets, and it wasn't hard to find you and have you to talk to him in a school.

You eventually interact with Kokichi here and there, but only when you were basically forced to do it.

But it was a surprise to everyone, especially you and Kokichi, when you begun to let him talk to you.

Without you running away from him, of course.

Kokichi took that as sign to continue doing what he was doing, and that meant you're never going to be able to be alone again! Yay!

There was one day where Kokichi somehow managed to break your walls, and get a place inside your heart.

Kokichi noticed this once he was going to the kitchen after giving you a good morning, and he saw you behind him.

Not gonna lie, he probably almost had a heart attack- He didn't expect you to follow him.

You kept on following Kokichi around the school until he decided to actually ask you what was going on and why were you following him.

Obviously you denied it, but he didn't believed you.

So Kokichi just teased you the whole day now about it until it was nighttime and you had to go to your dorm.

He's happy to finally get inside your heart, and now you're never going to have a day without him teasing you!

#kokichi x reader #kokichi ouma #drv3 kokichi #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa #drv3 x reader #drv3 #♡ star's writing

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spontaneousglitterbees · 1 year

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#genuinely i didnt do this on purpose i was just very tired when i went to draw yesterday and did pose practice instead of new comic #but then i see franz kafka trending this morning and i remembered this hellsite has the most arbitrary holidays i love it #dr draws #danganronpa #dr #ndrv3 #drv3 #kokichi ouma #ouma kokichi #kokichi oma #oma kokichi #glittersart #TAPP AU #if you want it doesnt have to be #but i am working on an ask about how everyone is holding up post-sim #mostly in writing if thats alright bc im not positive yet how to draw out the story i want to tell #and therein is a small headcanon that kokichi kinda. for several reasons has a bit more intense a time than most of his classmates #and sometimes he Needs to sleep at arbitrary times during the school day. if he wont do it voluntarily he'll just kinda faint-#- which is especially frustrating for him because the lack of control and his inherent distrust of most people fuel his paranoia-#- and over time he designates a couple of Probably Secure places around campus that he can sleep if his dorm is too far.#ive started setting it up (itll take a lot of drawing to explain it all) but one of them is the animal shed #i do want to try actively to write about Students Who Aren't Kokichi but this all did start bc im kinda fixated atm #actually i think kokichi has been in all of the comics so far. like at least appeared #which will probably continue to be true as kokichis brand of pranking #('i put a kick-me sign on kaitos back and when saihara sees it theyll have an excuse to talk. all according to plan.')-caliber #is a nice device to crash characters into eachother like bumper cars

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uvuyai · 1 year

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—#𝐈'𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

-:+°Genre : it's technically a cracfic but I'll say lime depends on what I write

-:+°Pairings * Byakuya/reader, Nagito/reader, Kokichi/reader,

-:+°Synopsis .» he marks you with a paint brush and black paint.

-:+°Implies // gn! reader, antagonist marking one of your anatomy parts not organs, licking, biting, hickey, 🤷, this came to my mind when i was reading a fic, jealousy, mentions of other characters, spoilers in Nagito parts but okay, possessive nature, i might to the protagonist or random characters that fits,

𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 ♛

—✰┆ You always hangout with Makoto and/or Chihiro than you do with him. You were persistent and oblivious when it came to answering questions other gave you. It was about time he showed you where you belong, well, who you belong to.

"Oh, hey Byakuya." You said waving at him from light beyond afar. Without a warning he grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you inside his dorm without saying anything in the process. "Hey Byakuya, what's going on?" You asked as he went into his closet to pull out a can of paint along with a brush.

You were confused as hell too why he pulled you in his room.. just to pull out paint..

"Get on the bed and lay on your back." He said with no emotion clear in his face.

"H-huh!?" You had mental shock all over.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" He said tapping his feet in a rythme like pattern.

"N-no, not at all." You said walking towards the bed, laying on your back as you were told too.

You looked at the opposite direction from where he was standing since you were filled to the absolute brim with second hand embarrassment.

You felt the bed sink on both side of your hips to see your boyfriend with his knees on both side of your waist. He was straddling you.

"Raise your shirt up," he said with the same face when he told you to lay on the bed.

You didn't want to disobey since he was a cruel person so you obligated his request and raised your shirt up not too high but above your stomach not showing your bosom.

'Looks like he's observing my stomach?' you mentally asked yourself.

He soon dipped the paint brush into the black paint that was on the floor, letting the access drip into the paint before drawing on your stomach.

It tickled so you started squirming around.

"Stop moving, i'm almost done." He said grabbing your waist with his unoccupied hand to stop you from moving.

"Mnn." You mumbled trying to keep in a laughter.

From what you can tell he was writing his name and a price?

Was he planning on selling you or setting a bounty on you? You seriously started to panicking.

"W-what are you doing 'Kuya?" You said but you knew what he was doing so you asked just to clarify your claim.

"I'm marking what's mine."

𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐚☘︎

—✰┆Nagito is a quick jealous individual from what you learned from his body language. He was sick, and tired of you hanging out with Hajime than with him most of the time. He doesn't want too loose you to that talentless rat, he already lost three people, well one not fully human. You were an intimidating person but would get soft overtime with certain people.

"Hey, what's up Nagito," you said giving him a low wave as you stood in front of him. Without a single warning he lifted you and threw you ober his shoulder. To what you thought, he was bringing you to his dorm. You were right but you thought he just wanted to cuddle with you. But oh boy, you were wrong.

When you got a chance, you saw he had paint with a brush on top, well slanted within the paint.

He sat on his bed, with you still on his shoulder before pulling you down by your thighs which made you sit on his lap. He started to stare intently into your eyes mumbling something that wasn't intelligible to you.

"Lift your shirt." He said tugging at the hem of your shirt.

"Eh!?" You were in complete shock from what he was saying.

"I though we wer-" "I said, lift your shirt." He said holding the paint brush into his hand.

"I- okay, fine," you said rolling your eyes while lifting your shirt.

He was observing your stomach to have an angle. He started writing on your stomach which tickled which caused to you to move the slightest.

"Stop moving will you?" He said looking up and pausing his writing.

"S-sorry, Nagito." You stuttered.

He was finished writing from what you thought since you didn't feel the brush write on your stomach. That's not until he drew a upside down heart?

"There," he said proudly from his work. "Stand up so I can get a better view.

You groaned but stood thinking he would force you upon something if you didn't stand up.

"Okay, what the hell did you write on me!" You yelled, you asked that since you couldn't see what was written in your perspective.

"I wrote my name, and a heart to show my love for you." He said.

"But why!" You yelled at him still holding your shirt up.

"I'm marking what's mine.”

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐎𝐮𝐦𝐚♧

—✰┆ He may act all tough and hard, but when he see his well know significant other hanging out with others than him, his mask starts to slip and he goes into a rage of jealousy.

He hates ot when you hangout with Kaito, his quote 'best friend '. He thinks your hanging out with him is because your getting annoyed of his silly antics and tricks he plays, but he keeps second guessing himself when it comes to mind.

He always had those crocodile tears when you said you have to go somewhere or overseas.

"Y/N-SAN WHY ARE YOU AVOIDING ME!?" he said yelling into your ear as he jumped onto your back which caused you too stumble a bit.

"I'm not even avoiding yo-" "Nevermind that! Let's go!" He chimed grabbing your hand leading you to god knows where.

You enter his dorm room and saw a can of paint with a brush on the side of it. 'I never guess Kokichi would be into painting.' you thought as you sat on his bed.

"Okay Y/n, raise your shirt will you?" He said tilting his head and giving you a irritated like closed eye smile.

"Hm? Why?" You were completely confused.

"Sigh, just do it for me will you?" He said sighing, his cold breath hitting your chest.

As he said, you obeyed, lifting your shirt up. At one chance you flashed Kokichi.

You saw him dip the paint brush into the black paint, letting the access drip off as he walked back towards you. Without a single warning he pushes you onto your back and started painting on your stomach?

"Uhh, what are you doing?" You asked, you weren't given a clear view of what he was doing.

"I'm almost done Y/n-san," he said woth his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth.

"There!" He chimed looking at the work on your stomach he did.

"Something's missing.." he mumbled placing his index finger and thumb on his chin. "Aha! I know," he chimed again.

You soon felt pain in your neck area. He was hovering around that area so you figured he bit their. You hissed in pain as he bit down. After he was done he started licking your neck whoch caused shivers to run down your spin.

"Now it's perfect!"he said dropping the brush as he clases his hands together.

"Uhh, why is this on my stomach?" You asked tilting your head.

"Ugh, I'm just marking what's mine,"

I left you with three cliffhangers 🌝

#danganronpa #sdr2 goodbye despair #★superior #byakuya togami x reader #nagito komeada x reader #dr1 byakuya #dr1 trigger happy havoc #ndrv3 killing harmony #kokichi ouma x reader #cracfic #★superior writes #sdr2 nagito #ndrv3 kokichi #☆彡彡 My Daganronpa fics ミミ☆#this just came to mind

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evercelle · 1 year

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092. Death Flag, 093. Survival Flag, 098. Hammock

did you know ouma is the only character that likes it when you give him the death flag?

#danganronpa v3 #ouma kokichi #saihara shuichi #drv3 #saiouma #ever makes art #my guy could read the writing on the wall #love a clever bastard capable of reading the metatext of his own life (pensive emoji)

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sketch-twentytwo · 3 months

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Tch, how dare you. I’m supposed to be the one who takes the lead….

#saiouma #oumasai #saiou #Shuichi Saihara #kokichi ouma #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #drv3 spoilers #spoilers #So…Shuichi’s eyes are more chartreuse than gold—#THAT WONT STOP ME FROM DESCRIBING THEM AS GOLD IN MY WRITING #SCREW THE RULES #COLOR THEORY IS OUT THE WINDOW BABY

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oumagines · 9 months

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First Time With A Shy AFAB S/O Wearing A Skirt With Themes Of Reclamation

Anonymous Asked: "can i have a lemon or a lime... kokichi x a very nervous AFAB reader (please use they/them pronouns on the reader tho- just female anatomy)...i would prefer if kokichi initiates, and the reader is wearing a skirt in this imagine- if thats ok...since hes a yandere themes of reclamation are fun!!! if you need more info let me know im so nervy requesting this haha"

Warnings: N/S/F/W, Slut-Shaming, Dub-Con (No Non-Con), Non-Explicit Consent, Female Anatomy, Jealousy, Slight Degradation, Slight Breeding Kink

Reader Pronouns: They/Them

Rating: 🍋

Notes: This was so much fun and so nerve wracking to write- Tumblr, please have mercy on my soul-

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Kokichi didn't like how close you had been getting with everyone. Rantaro, Kaede, Shuichi, Kaito, Kiibo... He was your boyfriend! Didn't you understand you belonged to him? It didn't help that the Killing Game was overloading his stress to the maximum, and he really needed to show you who you belonged to...

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The climax of the event came after you had been ignoring him at dinner in favor of talking to Himiko and Gonta... and he couldn't have that, could he?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He had had enough, grabbing your wrist and dragging you bag to his room. You knew sort of what his intentions were, and although you were surprised, you still trusted him and didn't particularly mind, even if it was a bit frightening.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The second you were in the door, he shoved you against the wall and began kissing and biting on your neck roughly, clearly with the intent to leave marks. As he listened to you moan for him, you could feel his "little friend" becoming more excited, thanks to his body being pressed against yours.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Before you could protest or push him away, as is human nature, he pinned your wrists to the wall and whispered huskily to you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Shh. The little diva decided they were too good for their king, now they have to suffer the consequences~."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The making out continued for a long time before he let his hands drop to your thighs, lifting up your skirt ever so slightly as his hands went higher and higher, eventually finding their way to the hem of your panties.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The more you squirmed and writhed under his touch, the more turned on he got. He slipped a hand into your panties, feeling just how wet you had gotten for him as he smirked.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "My, my~... My favorite toy is quite the whore, aren't they~? Is this what you're like when you talk to alllllll those other people~?"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ His voice was teasing, but there was a bitter edge to it. And you knew better than to defy it, so instead, you let out a quiet whimper as his delicate hands teased your wetness, almost as though he were gauging for something.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Then, without warning, two fingers slipped inside you, earning a gasp from you as he giggled at your adorable reaction. These faces, these sounds... They were all for him, all his to savor.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He kept pumping his fingers in and out at an unfocused, brutal rhythm that made it difficult to feel true pleasure from it, but enough to keep you turned on and desperate to reach that pleasure he was depriving you of.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Tsk tsk~. My little angel should know better to think I'd do charity work~... You're gonna need to get the real thing in order to cum~. Does my pet understand?"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You nodded softly and he smiled at your obedience, pushing you to the bed and down onto it. He flipped up your skirt slightly and pulled your panties down with his left hand as his right went under your shirt to play with your breasts. After his left hand was done, he unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop to the floor, dropping his boxers shortly after. He saw you get nervous from the impending penetration and only smirked.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Aww, little one, you don't get to chicken out now, do you~? You caused this, it's your responsibility now~... Don't worry, My Love, I'll be gentle as I make you mine~."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He leaned forward quickly, snapping his hips against yours. He resisted the urge to let out a long moan as his cock wedged its way into your warmth, his eyes slightly rolling back. Desperate to reclaim his image from that, he giggled lowly and started thrusting at a slow and steady pace, finally allowing you to taste pleasure.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Ohhh, yeah, that's it~... Scream for me, my toy~... And know that this is better than anything those guys you're talking to could ever give you~... Let this be a lesson: you belong to ME~."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He continued thrusting and thrusting in a quickening pace, but he suddenly noticed a worried look in your eyes, in addition to the pleasure your face exuded.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ "Aww, scared I'm not using protection~? Nishishishi~... How else would I claim you from the inside with a piece of plastic blocking me~?"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ And that's when he came and sent you over the edge...

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He'll get you the pill, don't worry, he's not that mean-

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dwangan-wonpwa · 1 year

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11 things that kokichi ouma hates, in no particular order:

literal murder

absence of free will

being vulnerable

meaningless violence

lying to oneself

lies made for absolutely nothing but the sake of seriously hurting people on purpose—malicious lies, to put it short

people who make said lies

boredom

when you manipulate a trustworthy person to kill another person you were cooperating with, and in the trial you "realize" the former is "lying" so well that you—someone who's talent is based off of your ability to read people—can't even detect their tells, meaning that they were so much smarter than you realize, but despite their intelligence they still choose to play the "façade" of a clueless, innocent idiot. so you condemn them, to try to corner them out of their lies—out of disdain for being deceived this whole time, out of fear for having lost control since you can't see past their act, out of pity for someone that has been hiding behind a falsehood like the same way you have for the entirety of this killing game, or out of the desperate need to prove yourself wrong, that they were a liar to be kind to people, like you, like DICE, you can't pinpoint the reason why. maybe it's some, maybe it's all of them. either way, they don't let go of their "mask," insisting that they don't know anything, they're a gentleman, and gentlemen wouldn't kill people, honest! again and again, the same illogical attempts at a defense that everyone else just accepts. you wonder: why are they sticking to this front so stubbornly (you're asking that?), when they can just play along and defend themselves with a lie to incriminate you further? almost everyone would believe them anyway. what you've saw, what you've done, what you've realized, everything that's been happening… it's too much. you snap. if they understand that, then why aren't they doing it right? argue back already. use your head and make logical arguments to reach the verdict both of us want. just make an excuse or whatever. they still don't relent, and they go with the same answer: i don't know anything. you're so sick of hearing that, it's what they've been saying this whole time. you yell and scream at them with frustration, your composure breaking, before the detective reveals a truth that explains their behavior: they don't remember killing anyone. at this point, you know it's over, since the detective is bound to figure out the truth, and everyone is listening to him, so you speed up the trial to end it as quickly as possible. you antagonize your former partner, to ensure they die with hatred towards you, if they didn't already. but they don't. they don't hate you, even asking everyone to remain be friends with each other, including you. they get sent to death with tears and guilt, without knowing why they killed in the first place. you manipulated someone so kind into murder, berated them, and sent them to their death.

pig feet

those little monokub cunts

#this was supposed to be a joke but i ended up writing shitty 2nd person pov angst with no paragraph breaks #love how kokichi canonically labels the monokubs as annoying. i think he wanted to maim them a little (a lot) whenever they talked #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #new danganronpa v3 #ndrv3 #kokichi ouma #ouma kokichi #kokichi oma #oma kokichi #gonta gokuhara #gokuhara gonta #dwangan wambles #dwangan's posts

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