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forbidding-souda · 3 years

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Byakuya and Toko and Celestia and korekiyo with an Ultimate Opera Singer?

Byakuya Togami, Toko Fukawa, Celestia Ludenberg, and Shinguuji Korekiyo with a SHSL Opera Singer S/O

it's funny because i was an opera singer as a kid

-Mod Souda

Byakuya Togami

❤ The two of you probably met at one of your performances before you went to school together.

❤ The stage manager approached the performers before the show, bringing them all in to inform them that some of the Togami family is in the audience tonight.

❤ You had tilted your head, pursing your lips and nodding. Interesting.

❤ Obviously, you are going to blow them away. You have a pride in your voice, but even as you perform, there is something in the back of your mind. The worry. What if your talent isn't enough?

❤ Except after the show, when the director gives the family a tour, you see him for the first time in person. He stands with pride. Even when you stand in front of him, his posture doesn't change. It's as if he rules the world.

❤ It makes you smile. His demeanor and everything about him is so alluring.

❤ Deep in the relationship, he still can't get enough of your voice. He loves hearing you practice, and even though he doesn't go to all of your different shows, he basically knows all of your songs by heart now.

❤ The costumes are so attractive to him. When you're dressed up, he likes running his hands down your sides.

❤ His form of humor is grabbing your hand, kissing your knuckles as if you are royalty.

Toko Fukawa

❤ It was a romance, and she spent a school fieldtrip going to see your performance.

❤ Your aria caught her interest immediately. It was unbelievable how beautiful your voice sounded, and your acting was too real.

❤ In her next novel, she wrote about a character that was an opera singer, and she spoke openly about how they were inspired by you.

❤ When you got wind of this you were so happy. A book with a character based on you? Sounds like a dream. That's when you started reading her work.

❤ The two of you started communicating through email.

❤ You loved talking to her in between your practices. When you both finally got together, it was like a dream come true. She was so small and adorable. The way she talked was so different than how she types. You noticed how brilliant her mind is. She is the perfect shy artist type.

❤ Whenever she would sleep over at your house, she would bring her computer and type all night long. She called you her muse, and that you inspire her in a way no person has before.

❤ You started giving her kisses to the temple before you fell asleep each night.

❤ It would give her butterflies every time you did it.

Celestia Ludernberg

❤ Her seats would always be top priority. She went almost once a week, sitting at the balcony, enjoying the view.

❤ You didn't notice her presence. She had never tried to reach out to you, nor did she ever go to any signings.

❤ It was when she had snuck her way backstage did you first see her. The crew was surrounding a little table, money in their hands with chips and dice on the flat surface.

❤ She was winning, that much was true.

❤ You did not pay her any attention, simply shaking your head at their antics while packing up.

❤ "You," she had struck her words.

❤ You turn, noticing she was staring directly into your eyes. No response came from your lips. But amongst all the talking, you heard her voice clearly. She gave you a sly smile.

❤ "You're a star."

❤ You couldn't even muster a thank you. It had shocked you so much. Your face heated up, and you turned away, walking out of the door.

❤ She found her way backstage every time she came to your performance. Even as she offered to gamble with you, you had declined, opting instead to give her your number. She was satisfied with this.

❤ Her texts make you anxious. She is like a queen, and you just feel like a peasant trying to get her attention.

❤ But when she texts you pictures of her nails, or her shoes, it feels like a great reward. She likes you enough to respond - to start conversations.

❤ That is what motivated you to get closer to her.

Shinguuji Korekiyo

❤ He had posted a review of your show on his blog, which he had tagged you in, and you saw it that night. He had said such kind words regarding you. Who was this man?

❤ A mystic person, evidently. His blog was beautifully organized and tidy.

❤ You had offered him a reply, thank him for his politeness.

❤ And every time you opened at a new show, he would post his review.

❤ Quickly, you noticed that he only seemed to review opera's that you were in. This puts a warmth to your body. Is he coming only to see you?

❤ The comment sections were flooded with conversations between the two of you.

❤ And then, at one of your greets, you had seen him. His hair was tied up and he was dressed eloquently. His yellow eyes were swirling with excitement when he shook your hand.

❤ You had said, "It's you."

❤ He nodded, dipping his head to you while holding your hand, as if you were something higher than him.

❤ "Your beauty is unmatched. I am extremely grateful to be standing here with you, now."

❤ The two of you had been talking for months - almost a year, and yet you haven't spoken to him.

❤ He didn't let go of your hand until you pulled him into a hug. Stiffly, he placed his hands on your hips, however, when they snaked up to your back, he was the one that deepened the hug.

#byakuya togami imagines #byakuya togami #byakuya togami x reader #byakuya togami headcanons #toko fukawa #toko fukawa x reader #celeste ludenberg #celestia ludenberg x reader #celestia ludenberg #korekiyo shinguuji x reader #korekiyo x reader #korekiyo shinguji #korekiyo shinguuji #shinguuji korekiyo

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some-dr-writings · 4 years

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Gundham x SHSL Ice Skater who breaks their ankle while skating

· Ice skating… Gundham never thought much of it till meeting you. He since became enraptured by it. It was amazing to see how much precise control you had to have over your body in order to spin and leap about with such poise. You were a truly powerful foe should anyone dare to face you. So beautiful and graceful yet such a force of nature! He was always left in awe seeing you control your world, the stage of ice and blades. The pair of you were bound to get together, it was fated! He after all was the Gundham Tanaka, the Overlord of Ice! A being such as you who was on par, possibly even more attuned to the element was without a doubt either going to be his most fearsome adversary or his greatest companion and confidant. To his overwhelming delight, you had become the latter.

· He’d go to every one of your competitions or shows, even practices, should time permit it. Which it mattered not, if there was no time, he’d simply make it himself! He’d silently watch from the sidelines, softly smiling, entranced by all that was you. The moment you got off the stage he’d get whatever you needed. A chair? Already gotten. Water? He had a bottle on hand. Something to help keep your balance? With a blush he’d let you hold onto his arms.

· One such day Gundham sat in the rather small seating area of your lab, but a single row of seats as you dashed about, etching intricate designs on the surface of the ice. He tied his scarf a little tighter, keeping his Generals close as to not allow the chill to manage to seep through their fur. He adored watching you glide across that white mirror, your fluid movements appearing so effortless. You were astonishing. Going for a leap, you spun through the air like you had thousands of times before, but with your uncanny ability to keep all eyes on you, and you alone.

· Suddenly a loud thudding sound echoed through the room. “MY EMPEROR!” This was not the first time you stumbled and fell. Mistakes happen, that’s why you practiced, still… knowing that didn’t stop Gundham’s heart from freezing. “How are you fairing!?” You simply gave him a thumbs-up as you shakily pushed yourself up. He sighed, lighly rubbing his hand over his heart. As you got up, he flinched, seeing you so suddenly fall again! “G-Gundham, I need help!” Without a second thought he raced onto the ice and carried you straight to the nurse’s office.

· Mikan had you patched up right away at least. To your horror though, you couldn’t put any pressure on it for at least eight weeks! This… “At least it’s nowhere near testing season, so I’ll have time to recover and get to practicing again!” “Most certainly. However, I am most certain you shall return to your realm sooner than you may believe.” “Hmm?” He smirked, looking you straight in the eyes. “You are my emperor; your will is that of the most rugged iron. By the mere will of it you shall have your body heal itself at an exponentially quickening rate! This is but a mere set back, a time of forced rest you’ll slice through just as any other obscene obstacle!”

· Though he never verbalized it, he promised to do anything and everything to hasten your recovery. He was by your side whenever you wished it. He’d help you tend to your ankle. He’d go do shopping on your behalf. Should you need a seat he’d already be dragging one to you. If you were hungry or thirsty, he’d already have something in hand whether it be a tiny container filled with strawberries to share or a bottle of water. Should you ever lose your balance he’d clutch you against his chest for stability, even if the action caused his cheeks to flush, radiating that tingling heat. No matter how thick his clothing, in such moments you’d feel his heart racing and pounding as if it were going to burst out of his rib-cage. Even still, he’d hold on to you for as long as you needed.

· Truthful Gundham didn’t mind the situation all too much. It was nice knowing he was truly helping your recovery, but he could not wait for you to be in top form again. As beautiful as it was, not to see you skate but to simply be able to see you do everyday tasks on your own, to go hiking with him through forests and mountains, to do whatever either of you my please with no constraints, no cares or worries. He just wanted to see you truly happy and alive, living life to the fullest.

#gundham tanaka #gundham x reader #mod gundham #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 #danganronpav3 #new danganronpa v3 #danganronpa imagine #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa v3 imagine #danganronpa v3 imagines #dr imagine #dr imagines #dr v3 imagine #dr v3 imagines #danganronpa x reader

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speuradair · 4 years

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Yandere! Shuichi Saihara Being Possessive of His S/O

(Content Warning - Yandere character)

Shuichi is a very obsessive and needy yandere as it is

While he's a bit delusional when it comes to his darling, he still craves a lot of reassurance from you

He's almost fully convinced that you're infatuated with him, but when he starts to get anxious or self-conscious, he looks for that definitive proof to push away his doubt

If you two are actually in a relationship, those are the times he'd go to you and basically demand that reassurance

"(Name), you love me, right? Tell me that you love me; Show me that you love me-"

If it's a more one-sided relationship, he wouldn't be so obvious about it

He'd still go to you

He's just not letting you know he's there

As long as you're within 10 feet of him, it doesn't matter that you don't know he's there, watching you from the tree outside of your window

He knows he's there

As the SHSL Detective, he's gotten quite good at surveillance

He watches to make sure you aren't with anyone else while he isn't there

To make sure you're staying true to him

Also, at some point, he managed to bug your room

Even when he can't physically creep around your room, he can pull up the feed on his phone and watch or listen to you

He doesn't like it as much as being there in person, but it's a nice for backup or instant gratification

He's also the type to convince himself that you have figured out he's there sometimes, and you're just teasing him

The way you stood in front of the mirror in just your towel to comb your hair out- that was for him, right? It had to be

The way you slept with your arms wrapped around your pillow was to show him that you wanted him there to hug, right? Of course it was

You're his, and everything you do is just for him

Him, and only him

When it comes to other people, though- oh boy

Shuichi goes totally overboard with his protectiveness

It really only takes someone talking to you for a bit too long for him to be automatically suspicious of them

Just who do they think they are? He didn't give them permission to talk to his darling

They didn't even ask him for permission

They must be up to something sketchy if they didn't ask him

They didn't want him to know, huh? Well he does know

He always knows

Shuichi isn't great with social interaction, so he wouldn't confront them face to face

He'd take a more 'behind-the-scenes' approach

He'd start keeping an eye on them too

He resents that a bit, as it takes away from the time he could be using to watch you, but he deems it necessary

If they don't do anything else that seems to be an advance towards you, he'd reluctantly clear them of his suspicion (for now)

If they do something towards you again though, he moves onto the next stage

Ominous, unsigned warnings and threats to stay away from you

And if they don't listen, well, he'll just have to make sure they get the message

When it really comes down to it, he'll eliminate the competition himself

Then there's the issue of you not acting like you're his

Because he tends to be delusional and convince himself that you're doing things specifically to get a reaction out of him, he would assume you're doing it to make him angry

He has mixed feelings about that

On one hand, he can't stand seeing you with other people, blatantly ignoring him

But on the other, he's really kind of into it

You must be thinking about him so much if you're planning how to make him mad

And you're doing it all just to get him worked up

You want him riled up

It's like a wonderful, sordid game of cat and mouse

If you want him to step up his game, he'll do just that

He'll get closer

He'll be more risky

He'll be that much more obvious when he stalks you

After all, you want to catch him, right?

You want him to snap and force you to be his

Each night he gets bolder and bolder and you get more and more flirtatious- it's building the tension

He's waiting for you to 'discover' him

If it goes on for too long though, he might finally break that tension himself

Clearly if you've carried it on for this long, you want him to make you stop

And he’ll do just that

He'll just have to make you understand that you're his

#shuichi saihara #shuichi x reader #yandere #danganronpa #v3 #imagines #self insert #fanfic #x reader #headcanons #rae writes #requests #yandere cw #yandere tw

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mythgirlimagines · 4 years

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Anon KG Characters With THH Talents

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MYTH: Former SHSL Programmer

One of the three chaperones for the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. She has always been interested in technology in her younger years. Using what she had learned from coding books, she has made a couple of best-selling apps including the charming platformer Cannoli’s Romantic Quest and the dating/matchmaking app Lover’s Match. That was what propelled her to Ultimate status. Myth may seem a bit introverted, but with a little push, she can be quite talkative about her passion.

Clothes: She wears a pink hoodie hood-up with pixelated blue and purple stripes, and the same school uniform from her original design.

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WYRE: Former SHSL Clairvoyant

One of the three chaperones for the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip and Myth’s childhood friend. Being born with an innate sense of precognition, she’s always loved boasting and showing off her skills, even if she only has a 30% chance of getting her predictions right. She’s started up a traveling fortune telling stand, and many people walk away marveled at her surprising accuracy, including Hope’s Peak. Despite her rough and tough attitude, if you get on her good side, you’ve got a really caring friend.

Clothes: A tan bandana with a green jewel in the center, a white button-up shirt under a black vest, a dark green cape and a matching ankle length skirt. You’d hardly see her without a crystal ball.

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SCAR: SHSL Gambler

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. Starting out with simple card games, Scar has progressively risen up the stakes of her gambling, as she’s beaten even the deadliest of gambling bets. These high stakes are what influenced Hope’s Peak to pick her up as the Ultimate Gambler. In order to get foes to underestimate her, she puts up a Chuunibyou facade as the Demon of Chance. But every so often, someone at Hope’s Peak manages to make the facade crack a bit, to reveal a concerned friend who just wants the best for others.

Clothes: A gothic lolita dress with card suit motifs, long black stockings with white rose designs, red heels and a black and gold headband with a white and blue rose on top, alongside a black surgical mask with a fanged smile design on the front.

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FUSION: SHSL Detective

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. As an observant soul with a great memory, detective work is a breeze for him. Starting out with simple missing belonging cases, he’s now professional enough to help investigate murder cases. With his analytical mindset, he can find out guilty parties in a flash. During his time at Hope’s Peak, he is considered the ‘Team Dad’ of his class, for his caring and wise personality and his commitment to keep all his friends out of harm.

Clothes: An oversized brown overcoat that covers his hands over a red plaid shirt, a brown necktie, black pants and brown loafers. He also stores detective supplies in his massive afro.

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FUSION II: SHSL Fashion Model

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. With an eye for fashion and a slim figure, she could even make a potato sack look appealing to wear. Though her main speciality is a sleek and futuristic look, she is perfectly chill with any fashion styles. Beneath her stunning appearance, she has a more snarky, sassy and memetic personality, which is one of the other things that catapulting her into stardom and grabbed Hope’s Peak’s eyes.

Clothes: The same clothes her normal design has.

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JANON: SHSL Idol

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. As the lead singer of the metal-pop band L.A.G.O, they have attracted loads of fans for their edgy, tsundere personality juxtaposed with their cute singing voice and appearance, both on and off the stage. However, much to the dismay of the fans and to the joy of Janon, the dating rule is still in place. While Janon may normally be prickly and unapproachable, if you get on their good side, you may for a split-second see them crack a slight smile.

Clothes: A black surgical mask, a black, bunny-eared hoodie with L.A.G.O’s logo on the back, black jeans and green sneakers. Underneath the hoodie, is his idol uniform.

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SPARKLE: SHSL Soldier

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. Having been recruited by the army at a young age for their skill in strategic planning, she has now charged to the front lines as a guerrilla soldier. Despite her loud, bombastic and eccentric personality, her skill at handling weapons and war strategies make Sparkle a formidable ally and an even worst enemy. To this day, Sparkle still has yet to harm an innocent.

Clothes: A black and white striped t-shirt, a camo-printed skirt, black stockings, green army boots, and to top it all off, a camo-printed cape.

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EGG: SHSL Lucky Student

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. They are the winner of the annual Hope’s Peak lottery. At first glance, Egg seems like an average person. But that assumption gets thrown out the window the second they open their mouth. Prone to spouting cursed comments, this, along with a crazy luck cycle, makes socializing with Egg a twisted roller coaster of confusion and terror. Being a rather superstitious soul, they are usually seen with four-leaf clover themed items.

Clothes: A yellow Hawaiian shirt with green four leafed clovers on them, clover earrings, various lucky arms on each arm, blue jeans and green and yellow sneakers.

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WET SOCK: SHSL Doujinshi Author

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip and Egg’s twin. Despite their cold-hearted and knife-obsessed personality, deep down, they are just a nerd who loves anime and manga. In particular, they love anime and manga with cursed concepts, to make somehow even more cursed doujinshis. They don’t like to admit it to others, but they regularly use Egg as a test audience for their doujins. They don’t really like interacting with their fans face-to-face, so you could only find their doujins in online doujinshi shops.

Clothes: A pure black gakuran, with matching black pants and shoes. They also carry a side-bag with drawing supplies inside and anime pins covering the strap.

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CURIOUS: SHSL Swimmer

One of the attendants of the annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. They’re a really kind soul with a heart as big as the ocean, if a bit of a pushover. Despite their diminutive height, they have a surprisingly athletic build, with bulking swimmer’s muscles. They are known for their calming and poised, yet rapid form in the water. They’ve been offered some chances to represent the “Poised Swans” in the Olympics, and how could Curious say no to them? Their kind-hearted nature and fame as an athlete has made them really popular amongst the Hope’s Peak students.

Clothes: A green hoodie over a white tank top, matching green swim shorts, black sandals and a black scrunchie that ties their hair back.

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NERD: Former SHSL Public Morals Officer

One of the three chaperones for the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. An aggressive and hot headed young man, his reign of terror began ever since he started school. Always wanting both himself and others to follow the rules, he has adopting a rude and aggressive approach to his scolding, which has earned him both fame and infamy. Eventually, the schools he has attended were vanquished of any delinquents and trouble makers. And just because he’s out of school, that doesn’t mean he’d slack off in his discipline.

Clothes: A black blazer over a white button up and a red tie, black pants and black loafers. Topping it off, is a red sash with “Public Morals Officer” written on the front.

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ELDRITCH: SHSL Baseball Player

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. A confident and hardy teenager on the diamond, well known for his well-thrown curveballs and being able to carry his team, “The Roswell Grays”. But all of that changes the second he steps out of the diamond. When off the diamond, he is very jittery and untrustworthy of others. Not many people know where his paranoia stems from, or why it suddenly vanished whenever he’s holding a bat, but no one wants to make him worry any more than he already does.

Clothes: A grey hoodie with his team’s logo on the lapel, over a baseball uniform. On top of his head, is a black baseball cap.

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DREAM: SHSL Gang Leader

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. With her sunny, cheery and somewhat childish personality, you wouldn’t expect her to be capable of leading a gang. But in fact, her sunny disposition makes her a perfect leader for her motorcycle gang, “The Sunny-D’s”. When not hanging around with her motorcycle gang, you could find her zooming around town on her motorcycle or engaging in athletic endeavors. If you manage to hang around with her, you may find yourself joining her gang.

Clothes: A black leather jacket with her gang’s logo on the back over a pink shirt, a jagged grey skirt over black biker shorts and grey and pink sneakers.

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IRIS: SJHSL Affluent Progeny

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. She is the heiress to “Ocula Enterprises”, one of the leading businesses in scientific research. But while her scientific knowledge is massive, it was being a great heiress that earned her a spot into Hope’s Peak’s roster. Her very positive and cheery disposition helped boost morale and PR amongst her company and Hope’s Peak, and that is what made her slated to inherit “Ocula Enterprises” from her parents.

Clothes: Two blue barrettes on each side of her hair, a blue business jacket over a grey button-up shirt and a light blue tie, a professional blue skirt, grey leggings and blue heels.

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FANCY: SHSL Fighter

One of the attendant of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. Despite their skinny and androgynous appearance, they are packing quite a lot of lean muscle and the ability to dish out really strong attacks. A master in multiple martial arts, they have made quite the following for their handsome/pretty appearance, alongside appearing in a bunch of action movies as the main character. Although their a master in a lot of martial arts, their fighting styles of choice are taekwondo, aikido and capoeira.

Clothes: A white karate gi with a black belt and a matching headband, with their hair down and sports tape on their arms and bare feet.

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PURPLE: SHSL Author

One of the attendants of the Annual Kibo-Con Ultimate field trip. Although she’s too timid to appear in person most of the time, her YA novels are literary masterpieces and instant best-sellers. Her elaborate and descriptive prose has been described as “poetry in motion” by multiple critics. Her main speciality is fantasy and romance. One of the first best-sellers she wrote was “Beneath The Binding Scales”, a fantasy-romance novel about a hardened and apathetic paladin falling in love with a cheerful and sunshiny dragon-shifter.

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It took me three hours to come up with the swap, but it was totally worth it in the end, right?

How did I do? Could you picture yourselves with any of these talents?

-Fusion Anon

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These are all so in-depth and amazing!!! I wish I could make either of those apps, haha. You more or less described me perfectly with the “little push” part. Plus that hoodie sounds so comfy rn-

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gcods · 4 years

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An incomplete ending & a defective a.i. --- mouuu... were you really expecting that to be effective enough to defeat the defacto final boss; since the original one decided to be a useless no - show who couldn’t even bother to drag his ass to the battleground. please that kind of graduating answer --- WASN’T EVEN ENOUGH TO DEAL HER HP BAR HALF THE DAMAGE! in fact, that ‘choice’ was expected to be full of errors. & well... look at that, what a shock: it’s exactly as she predicted. wah - wah - whaaaat? don’t tell her someone out there expected this BS about ‘we move towards future!’, or ‘we’ll be the one to change our own destinies!’ to actually work? geeez, you can’t just go through life with blind belief & some cooorny ass lines about the power of friendship— (THIS ISN’T AN ANIME YOU KNOW? IT’S A GAME!) mouuu, as she suspected, her students were nowhere near ready to graduate & face the world of despair with pride — so now let your teacher fix your mistakes upupupu. & so THE LAST REMNANT OF ENOSHIMA JUNKO PROCEEDS, she’s here just for you komedasenpai~ aren’t you just lucky. heh, inflicting sooo much trauma upon yourself that you’re practically a stranger to the neo - world program’s code. you always did manage to keep things interesting --- even as you submerged yourself deeper & deeper into wonderland. ‘hope always wins in the end’ ; weren’t those the words you fed yourself as submitted your heart & soul to despair--- what a poor excuse of justification. DENY THE TRUTH ALL YOU WANT KOMAEDASENPAI~ seeing that obsessive misguided you struggling sooo desperately... uwhaa the expressions you make; you’re definitely her most entertaining useless side character of the bunch. of course, she’ll save her favorite chump (it’s not for your sake though, YOU ARENT THAT LUCKY LOL)

it’s a game between ------ two artificially crafted ultimate humans. a program of despair, designed by despair, FOR the sake of despair --- the most transcendent piece of technology to this present day; despair’s successor if you will, vs. the ultimate Mr. hope crafted by incompetent hands & years worth of research; the perfect human being, huh? ...yea, sorry but that title belongs to her, kamakurasenpai. let’s see... a game with neither hope or despair as it’s ending is waaay tooo boo --- ooring! SO --- LET’S OVERRIDE SUCH A BORING CONCLUSION! (the despairs who lost their lives, still remain as despair & the ones who picked the ‘future’ option <---GAG! have to live with the ultimate despairs’ as their friends for life. the only one left in the end was you komedasenpai~) ANOTHER BATTLE OF HOPE VS. DESPAIR --- FOR THE SHSL DESPAIR’S SERVANT UPUPUPU! how sad it must be for you senpai to be stuck as a useless pawn --- oh wait! that’s your whole life’s purpose, whoopsie! ❝ We don’t have time for you to play sleeping beauty komaedasenpai--- hurry up and wake up before I start plucking out your hair one - by - one - by - one - by fricking - one until you’re as bald as one of the monokuma rejects’ thrid cousin: bald monokuma ❞ you should reaaally wake up from your fake world of hope senpai~ wouldn’t want her to start deleting your fake friends would you... geez thats so pathetic. just as expected from you but well, what can you do at this stage of the game---

( The option chosen, in the end, was —— THE BAD END ♡ ) /// Sc . @lightcreators .

#〈 ★ inevitable . 〉 ┊ “interactions.”#〈 ★ despairing serendipity . 〉 ┊ “an embodiment of despair that yearns for no future” ( IC ).#〈 ★ inevitable . 〉 ┊ “queued.”#OMG THIS GOT LONG HAHA #okay let them interact in KO's fake world!! as he's trying to deal with trauma #enoshima ai survived bc the program was shut down carelessly #with consequence ofc #YEET DESPAIR TIME <3333 #lightcreators

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lokispettigerr · 5 years

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Room 214: Tom Hiddleston x Actress!Female Reader (NSFW SMUT)

Fic Request by: @i-want-my-na-me-back I am so excited about posting the full fic and hope that it is everything you wanted it to be! Thank you so so much again, for sending your requests to my ask box. <3

Summary: Female reader is an aspiring actress. One evening after a play that he attended she approaches him to ask if he can help her with some of her lines and technique– he kindly obliges… Tom has no idea what he is agreeing to, and they are both in for a real treat. Word Count: 2593

Warnings: None???? IDK, you might die???? RIP???

A/N: Sewww, dear gods, I am scared to post this. First time writing Daddy Hiddles (sorry, I don’t refer to him as that in the fic), hope you all enjoy it! Please, with a big ol’ cherry on top of my head, leave me some of your lovely feedback. You all are so good at that!

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“Excuse me, Tom Hiddleston” my index and middle finger tapped his broad shoulder, and he turned from his conversation to see who had called out his name.

“Hi, yeah, I was wondering if maybe you would give me a few acting pointers...I’m Y/N.” I held my hand out to him, and he took it to shake. His hand felt so good clasping my own, it dwarfed mine and was unusually rough with a shiny, white scar at the webbing between his index finger and thumb. For a moment, it appeared as if recognition flashed through his eyes… Did Tom remember me? We were often crossing paths in one way or another as we were both deeply involved and supportive of the acting world. We had many mutual friends, and I often caught a gaze from his mystic eyes from across the room at galas or parties, but we had never really had many close interactions.

“Uh, yeah, I think we can manage something like that.” he responded, still holding my hand. “What do you say I finish up here and we meet upstairs, rehearsal room 214 in an hour?” he winked, his head tilted towards me to hear my answer over the crowd of people talking.

“Perfect!” I exclaimed excitedly, “See you”, I turned on my heel, my hips swaying as I walked away. I glanced over my shoulder at Tom thinking to see his muscled back towards me, but instead he was watching me intently as I walked away, talking to someone half-heartedly.

Knowing he was watching me made my pulse jump, and it took my full concentration to continue walking behind the curtain and down the steep steps of the stage.

My heels clicked as I walked back to my locker to riffle through my purse hoping to freshen up before meeting with Tom and review my script. Luckily, I found a quiet, private corner in the building, tucked underneath a wooden stairwell. My concentration was all wonky because Tom kept interrupting my thoughts. My mind went back to the way he held my hand, the way his penetrating gaze looked not just at me, but through me, and the way he had watched me intently as I had walked off the stage and back behind the curtain. I would read my lines all the way through the first page not, remembering anything, and have to begin again.

I glanced at my pink and gold watch, and jolted up from the corner. It had been an hour and I was supposed to meet Tom upstairs!

I grabbed my bag and script hurriedly, and took the stairs two at a time, dashing up them, a huge feat in heels. I rounded the corner and barreled into Tom standing in front of the door to the rehearsal room.

“Whoa, are you alright there?” he grabbed my arms, steadying me like the gentleman he was, his eyes showing his concern for me, a small, shy smile on his lips.

I huffed, trying to slow my breathing, “Yeah, ah, sorry, I was just trying to make it up here, the time got away from me”.

He chuckled, amused and released my arms, squeezing them before letting go.

“Alright then, let’s get to it”, he turned opening the door and stood holding it for me, ushering me into the room warmly.

I nodded once in thanks, not making eye contact, a blush on my cheeks from both the run and my embarrassment.

“May I take a peek at your lines?” He asked me, holding out his fingers.

“Yes, yes, of course, sorry sorry” I said quickly, my hand dashed into my bag, and my fingers closed around the folded, thick script.

His smile never faded, and he constantly appeared to be on the verge of laughter. Sensing my embarrassment he kept it to himself, but his eyes continued to smile, even as he read.

His glasses would fall intermittently, and his long, middle finger would dart up to slide them up his pointed nose, and every now and then an “Mmm” would escape his lips as he nodded slowly.

“This is a great part, really, you’re lucky to have it”, he said as he handed me back the script.

“What seems to be the problem you are having?” he crossed his arms, his brows furrowing as he waited for my response.

“Well” I gulped, nervously, looking down at the paper, “I am just really having trouble portraying romance to the audience through my character”.

Tom nodded, empathy etched on his face.

“I know I shouldn’t have trouble,” I continued, “but this is actually my first time acting romantically with someone, and I am finding it to be rather difficult”.

“That is completely understandable,” he pushed his glasses up his nose as he looked down searching his thoughts, “have you kissed them yet?” he continued, quickly, not taking a pause, “sometimes that helps you relax a little bit”.

“Not yet.” I smiled sheepishly.

“May I?” he asked, not waiting for my answer.

I had barely the chance to nod when Tom grabbed my face, passionately planting a kiss on my lips. Tom’s long fingers perfectly cupped the back of my neck as he drew me in. His sculpted nose was pressed into my cheek, and my breasts were against his chest.

The script slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a sharp clack, but Tom didn’t pull away, instead he deepened the kiss and my head began to swim. I was high from his close proximity.

My hand traveled up his rigid abdomen, my knuckles scraping against his chest and he hummed, deep blue silk against my swollen lips. My fingers kept their exploration towards his hair, burying themselves there, twisting the soft, silky tendrils between my fingers.

As our heads moved, to a love song that only we heard, his tongue parted my lips and he breathed me in as I sighed, his tongue exploring its new territory.

His hand traveled from its perch at the back of my neck down to my heaving breasts and he began to squeeze me, my womb twitching and tingling with each touch, my nipples tightening through my bra.

“Tom”, I mumbled against his petal lips.

“Mmm?” he didn’t stop, only deepened his kiss.

“I think—” I couldn’t think though, I was lying, “I think, we need” smooch, smooch, “…to stop”.

Tom’s lips left mine, leaving mine flush and swollen, yearning for his kisses against them again.

“Right” he replied, shortly, smoothing his hair, briskly, then reaching his hand out to smooth mine, but dropping it. Tom eyes lowered, shifting back and forth, searching his thoughts, “Its strange, Y/N, but I have been watching you for sometime now. I find myself searching for you in a crowd, wherever I go…” His eyes returned to my face, and I could see how much my presence grounded him, “Have you not felt my eyes on you from across the room when we are with our friends?” He watched me, expectantly, his eyes glistening. In truth, I had felt him watching me.

I bent down, reaching for the script that had fallen to the floor, but Tom’s hand got to it first, his fingers hitting mine, jolting them, electricity surging through us. My eyes trailed slowly up Tom’s body, finally meeting his gaze, “I have been watching you too, Tom”.

He rubbed his lips, pleased with himself, trying to hide a smile. “Erm, what’s next now then?”

The pages fluttered as he pulled the script towards him.

“I um, have to take my clothes off in front of the audience, do you uh, have any pointers for that, Tom?”

He cleared his throat loudly, his long middle finger shifting his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“Erm, yeah, I do.” he replied, calmly, his eyes giving nothing away.

“I think it helps to have a song in your head that calms you, or perhaps, erm just a scene that soothes you, and remember it isn’t you on the stage” he paused, “no, not really, it is the person you are playing.” his eyes were searching the floor,and his arms were crossed.

“Now, try it out then, if you’re comfortable”. He strode to a chair behind him, pulling it towards me, sitting in it, his legs in opposition to one another, his hands resting on the tops of his thighs.

Gods, he looked delicious, like a god sitting there in all his golden splendor. He was practically glowing in front of me. Why did he have to sit like that??

I looked down, unbuttoning my fitted blouse, feeling self-conscious.

“No,” he rumbled, “look at me”.

My eyes slowly, slowly rose, and I continued to unbutton my shirt, my fingers fumbling with the tight buttons. When it was free, I straightened my arms and the shirt slid down my bare skin, falling to the floor.

“Keep going?” I asked, unsure.

“Keep going” he echoed. His slender hand, moved slightly, from resting on his leg to cover his pant zipper.

I shimmied my hips, removing my skirt and it fell to the floor joining my forsaken blouse.

Tom’s eyes were my captive audience, ever watchful, hypnotized even-- studying each curve my body possessed.

Without me realizing it, I was walking towards him, quickly, my feet gliding across the floor, my breasts bouncing.

He had expected this and his hands reached for me, and I sat down straddling his legs, my breasts coming towards his face-- close enough for him to bury his face in them.

His aquamarine eyes trailed down my body, mesmerized, and his hands rested at the apex of my wide hips. His fingers groping gently at my ass. Without thinking, I unzipped his pants. My fingers pushed through the flimsy opening, as the teeth of the zipper bit at my skin, trying to stop their covetousness. He was completely erect, his dick throbbing between my soft, cold fingers. He watched my hand, his eyes wide with wonder. I grabbed him behind his neck, lacing my fingers in his curls, and pulled his face towards my own, my lips invoking passion within us. Energy was rising. Our hearts were beating together in our erotic excitement, and his hand went from my hip, down to his pants, moving them out of the way to free his confined, hard length. It came close to reaching my navel, and was dripping slightly with a warm, wet trickle. I placed my thumb on the head of it and rubbed the liquid around, trailing slippery circles on the tip.

Tom’s breathing was ragged, and he watched my face as I traced the circles, swirling my thumb around and around. In his arousal, he would shift his hips, pressing his dick into my fingers.

My fingers closed around his shaft, and I moved up off his lap, so his entirety could enter me.

“Wait, Y/N.” he rasped, finding it hard to stop. “Yes?” I wondered what he wanted… Did he not want me? Were we really only working on acting right now? It seemed all so real, this had to be real, right? It was all just Tom acting?

“Do you want me to stop? Do you not want me?” The words poured from my mouth, and I felt a flush rising to my cheeks. My eyes burned as I held back tears of rejection, my throat swelling painfully from the effort.

“No, no, can I just,” he trailed off, taking his length and instead of sliding it deep within me he placed the tip on my sensitive bundle of nerves.

I gasped from the pleasure shooting through my hips, and jerked back. My eyes going wide. “Oh, yes, ooo,” he said, swirling the tip around in tight circles.

My opening was so wet, the liquid began to coat my lips.

While he rubbed his tip on my clit, his length became more rigid and grew, and it poked into me painfully. In anticipation of this, Tom guided my hips back further-- up higher to allow for the extra growth. Without warning, he pushed into me. His large cock catching on my wet walls, my lips pulling with him as he edged deeper and deeper within me.

“Oh, Tom.” I whispered, my lips grazing his ear. I began to pump my body up and down, my head falling back, hair swaying as I moved.

Tom continued to hold me, his hands helping guide my hips up and down on his shaft. My juices could be heard as they soaked and coated him, making a “slurping, slapping” sound as I repeatedly took him within. He was so big that his head rammed into the solid wall of my cervix and I cried out, my mouth opening, and my brows knitting on the brink of pain and pleasure. He ignored any pain though and continued to push into my end, but I didn’t want him to stop. “The way you look,” he bit his lip, “god, you feel so completely tight, how could you possibly be this tight?”

I smirked, gently removing his glasses, placing them to the side.

He glanced down at my heaving breasts, his hands moving up my hips to cup and massage them. “Look, at these breasts”, he breathed, closing his eyes, “Ah, shit. I’m close, ahhh, so close, unghh.” I reached down to rub my swollen clit, blood pulsing behind it. “Oooo” I cried out, as his length deepened, he pushed his hips up. His cock pushing, pushing. “That’s right, Y/N, touch yourself for me, you look so sexy.” He couldn’t control himself any longer, and began fucking me hard and fast, panting, his hair falling loose, and spreading around his face. “Ooof, ooh, so close” he grunted out, “so close, oh, I’m cumming, I’m cumming” he said, quickly, not breaking between words. He let out a growl as his seed squirted into me, he was so deep I could feel the hot liquid gush against the opening of my cervix. I came then, feeling his heat mingling with my own. My head shooting back, my jaw slackening as I cried out, hopelessly, uncontrollably coming undone for him.

We continued to sit with me in his lap, straddling his legs.

I cradled his head in my arms, pulling his cheek to my breast, my chin resting on the top of his head. He smelled like vanilla and leather and the smell left me feeling relaxed and slightly dazed.

All too soon, he was lifting my hips, easily, and sliding out of me.

We both stood and dressed. “I have to go, Y/N. But I want to keep seeing you-- I have to keep seeing you.” he said, pulling his pants back up and zipping them.

I nodded, “Me too” I agreed, my finger rubbing my full lips, thoughtfully. He smiled, “tomorrow then darling, meet me at the Tea House on the corner of Main and 9th”. “It’s a date!” I beamed at him, grabbing my bag to head out of Room 214. As I turned the corner, Tom called to me, his voice muffled through the walls, coming closer, “Y/N?” I stopped, turning to find Tom’s arms closing around me in a warm embrace. He hugged me, rocking us back and forth, his face buried in my hair. “Tomorrow then…” he murmured into my hair, then let go. I walked away my skin tingling from his apparent adoration and intimacy, and with butterflies in my stomach.

BONUS: How I imagined him sitting watching you undress.

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saccharinedanganimagines · 6 years

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If its alright, could i have hcs of togami, korekiyo, hajime, saihara and junko deciding on their talent in a danganronpa stage play AU?

I’m going to assume you mean Byakuya Togami anon since we usually refer to the SHSL Imposter as Twogami!

First, imagine in a loooong time! I hope you enjoyed reading did as much as I did writing it!

~ Mod Ouma

“If you could choose, what would your talent be?”

Korekiyo Shinguuji

He has no clue whatsoever.

Korekiyo has too many interests. He can’t pick just one talent.

Team Danganronpa waits in suspense, eying him as he subconsciously wraps his hands around himself. This is certainly disconcerting.

He could play any role decently well, if not exceptionally.

He enjoys playing a scandalous and mysterious character in the night as much as he loves playing a gentle and caring lover.

His eyes glaze over in thought and indecision. He can’t seem to decide for himself.

Think Korekiyo, what would your predecessors, successful actors, do?

“Which roles aren’t taken?”, he asks the director.

“Ultimate Anthropologist, mage and assassin.”

Now the last two talents were certainly interesting. It’d be really easy, he’s acted as a mage and an assassin in other plays before.

Which is why he completely discards those two options.

“Excellent. I’d like to perform as the Ultimate Anthropologist.”

This role is new, and he wants to see how far he could take it.

Hajime Hinata

Between scolding himself for not thinking this far ahead, he fumbles about in the middle of the stage.

The hum of the spotlights wasn’t helping with his nerves. His hands are clammy and he’s pretty sure Team Danganronpa, the director, are judging him really hard for this.

It’s okay! Any role is fine. Something that isn’t too heavy. Yeah. He can get over the stage fright.

If only his role

And, that’s it.

“Mr director!” Hajime suddenly yells before cringing at his voice control.

“I’d like to audition for the role of Izuru Kamakura.” by the end, he evens his voice out. Standing a bit taller as he musters up the courage to see through the blinding lights of the stage.

All he has to do is act scary and stand around- try not to trip on hair.

The team members look at each other, both holding expressions of curiosity and skepticism.

“Izuru is a… calm and collected character. Would you like to have the Ultimate Mechanic’s role instead? It may be easier-”

“N-No! Please, give me a chance to prove I’m fit for this role.”

Hajime may have a bit of stage fright, but he’s determined.

He gets the role of our favorite multi-talented squid.

Shuichi Saihara

He may have gotten too into it.

He stopped thinking like an actor and treating this as if it was a real audition to a real Killing Game.

The director didn’t even get to finish his question before Saihara had a hand grasped around his face in thought.

From what he’s seen, picking a precise Ultimate Talent wouldn’t matter.

No, it wouldn’t.

The all too calculating and gleeful golden eyes caught the light of the stage.

No, they don’t want a talented student as a survivor.

They want twists and turns, and entertainment- a plot device.

They’re looking for the type of personality that resonated with the talent that moved the story along.

Shuichi made his choice. He waits, pretending to be deep in thought.

he makes a show of voicing his thoughts, pacing around the stage, acting as if he’s helplessly trapped in thought.

“Might I make a suggestion?”

Shuichi pretends to snap out of his thoughts, blinking away the serious look on his face as he beams eagerly at Team Danganronpa’s manager.

“Y-Yes, director?”

“I think being an Ultimate Detective would suit you.”

He gets exactly what he wanted.

Voicing his choice didn’t truly matter,

Nowhere did it say in the contract that contestants are guaranteed the talent they chose.

Er, not contestants- Actors.

Junko Enoshima

Junko walked into the stage with a calm, professional guise, wielding a disarmingly cute smile. She has a good sense of fashion, she looked promising.

But she was…

Not acting material.

The director felt like she was too all over the place.

Her tone, her expressions, her overall body language, and diction did not match up with the roles she picked.

She was a walking tsunami that changed and altered too violently, a walking contradiction to her lines, and her acting gave them whiplash.

But as a courtesy, Team Danganronpa gave her one last chance.

They asked her what type of Talent she’s looking to act for.

“Surprise me!” she shrugs.

The director shakes his head, willing to call it a day.

But suddenly, the theatre lights go out. It’s pitch black.

“Like, I could be the Super High School Level Detective or something boring like that but,”

The spotlight lights blink back on, a lot duller. Shining on Junko standing in the middle of the stage, arms akimbo, as a bunch of Monokuma bots dance around her.

The blade think grin that stretches across Junko’s face, accompanied by her words, chose her talent for her.

“I just want to make this play super duper fun. As long as I get to cause a lot of mayhem, or despair- whatever- I’m frickin’ fine with anything!”

The directors weren’t too sure of her wild and nonchalant attitude at first.

But there was a powerful poise to her now as she stood in the middle of the Monokumas. This was deliberate.

She got the role of Ultimate Despair

Byakuya Togami

He’s thought long and hard about his ultimate talent.

He’s ambitious, but so are the rest that was picked.

He didn’t really care much about the background. He cared about the present. He loved the thought of a present and future filled with success.

So, he told Team Danganronpa he wanted to be the Ultimate Hope.

It fits his personality, his strive to get everything out of life. To find success in every situation.

The Ultimate Hope was always the leading role, so he aims high.

Unfortunately, the director told him that role was already given away.

If you miss the moon, shoot for the stars!

“Fine. I’d like to be an antagonistic character. I’d like to audition for the role of Ultimate Affluent Progeny.”

This isn’t the best role to start with, but he’s confident that he’ll make it one of the best roles in the play.

With a cocky smirk, he begins his monologue.

Team Danganronpa gives him the role halfway through.

#shuichi saihara #korekiyo shinguji #Hajime Hinata #danganronpa #superdanganronpa 2 #junko enoshima #byakuya twogami #mod ouma weeps in absolute joy

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bastart13 · 6 years

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What DR blogs do you follow?

I’m glad you asked!

@nona-nightingale is a fantastic artist who’s currently drawing sprites for the beta designs. They. Are. AMAZING! And it’s not just sprites, the drawings and art style is all around fantastic!

I appreciate @photoshopronpa so much. The effort she puts into transparenting sprites is so admirable and without her I wouldn’t have so many of the high quality sprites I use as reference.(Also her side blog @look-at-em-sprite-errors is fun to look through even if as someone who draws DR sprites I actually don’t understand how some of the mistakes happen)

Everything @ministarfruit draws is just so pretty! It makes me so happy when I go through her art and I love the way she designs modern outfits for the DR cast to wear when drawing them. The feeling I get from her drawings is something I’d aspire to create.

@tryingtowhisper reblogs a lot of cool DR posts but their art style is amazing!!!! I mean, it’s just so soft and cute. All the characters look amazing!

@shsl-sprites is really cool to look through. All the different artists have such interesting and creative art styles and designs and they manage to create such unique characters every time.

@bettynayo/ @tielniel draws a lot of fanchildren as well and is honestly such an inspiration. The designs and clothes are so unique and interesting yet clearly drawing from the parent characters. And unlike me, the characters are given actual personalities and backstories which is always a plus to read through.

@dreadnought-despair, @sunnyside-despair, @apex-academy, @madxheza, @danganronpa-paradox, and @despair-resort are all the fangans I am currently reading. Each one has such a unique and cool cast. No character is too similar and that’s incredible considering how many characters that is. The different fangans all have different art styles and each one is worth reading for the quality of writing, even if most are still in the early stages. I love far too many characters from all of them even though over 75% of them will be dying.

#long post #dangan ronpa #not art

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danganromps · 6 years

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Hey! Any executions for a SHSL Stage manager? She's brash, and rude. (She killed a ballerina)

One idea…

The Stage Manager is placed onto a stage. Before she can do or say anything, a metal bar descends in front of her and returns back up. She looks down and finds herself wearing a tutu - the exact same one that her victim used to wear to perform.

Some classical music starts to play, but the Stage Manager flatly refuses to do anything and starts to walk off the stage. As she does, the sound of gunfire stops her in her tracks. She sees that she’s narrowly avoided being shot, and looks up to find several machine guns pointed at the edges of the stage.

Realising she has no other option, she starts half-heartedly performing some ballet moves. Every time she tries to leave, she is nearly shot. The music builds, and as it hits a crescendo, a trap door opens beneath her. She falls a long way, and impacts hard on a concrete floor.

-Alice

#Dangan Ronpa #danganronpa #execution

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dangankinthings · 7 years

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Aesthetic for a noncanon SHSL Stage Manager who’s dating the SHSL Makeup Artist with pale oranges and pinks! - Mod Ibuki!

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forbidding-souda · 4 years

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i really love your last musician imagine! Could i get one with Leon, Ibuki, Mondo and Souda with an ult musician s/o who is extremely shy & has terrible stage fright but will talk for hours about anything music related & is extremely talented with instruments. i love your writing btwww!

Leon Kuwata, Ibuki Mioda, Mondo Oowada, and Kazuichi Souda with shy SHSL Musician S/O

I’m loving these specific ones, they are so cute. I love ya’ll who request things so much.

-Mod Souda

Leon Kuwata

“What’s wrong?” He asks you as you anxiously pace in place.

You can’t even think straight. It’s hard to think about what your job entails. Your fans love you, they adore you greatly, and you can’t let them down!

Other people would kill to be in your position, so why is it hard? Your stage fright makes it hard to be a musician.

“Ugh! It’s terrifying,” you shake your hands to let out your energy, “but ignore me, I’m fine, it’s just these silly emotions.”

This happens almost every time, in the few instances you have been requested to perform on stage.

And each time to you prep yourself, telling yourself that it’s all in your head and you’ll be fine. But god do emotions stop you.

He’s always by your side to watch you argue with yourself as you pace back and forth.

Other than that, you are usually very reserved to yourself. You’re not usually bouncing off the walls.

When he first met you, he almost couldn’t believe that you were a musician. It didn’t match his idea of the poppy musicians he’s met. As in... two poppy musicians... as in... the other SHSL’s. So maybe he isn’t an expert in musician personalities, but it was still a shock!

That just made talking to you all the more interesting.

At night, sometimes, when you comb your fingers through his hair you’ll talk about all the instruments you’ve learned to play and how difficult it was.

Ibuki Mioda

Stage fright???

Literally what is that??

At first she took it personally that you wouldn’t perform on the same stage as her.

I mean, her mind! But once you explained it to her she understand. She gets the shimmies sometimes, too, of course.

So sometimes she’ll perform your songs for you. After putting her own twist on it.

Her loud personality gives you second hand embarrassment in public, especially since it leads all the gaze to you.

At school however, it makes you laugh and play alongside her.

She’s not the best at comforting you when you do panic, so her idea is to not put you in that situation in the first place.

Her favorite thing about you is how versatile your ability is.

She wants you to teach her piano, the drums, wind instruments, and other traditional strings!

The sounds she makes with said instruments aren’t too pleasing, but neither was yours when you first picked them up. Well, that’s not true. You’ve always been good.

In your house, Ibuki always brings over posters from musicians to hang up so you feel more at home, as she words it.

Even some musicians you don’t know. Her taste is interesting.

Mondo Oowada

You love this man with your whole ass heart.

He understands your struggles the moment you tell him, not extra explaining needed.

Literally it’s always the funniest thing to you when he bikes you to things like meet and greets.

Just pulling up on a bike with someone as intimidating as Mondo.

All of your fans knows how shy you are, of course, and most of them are shy as well. Mondo would have been ready to post up to any person who made you uncomfortable. But there weren’t any.

He’s very protective over you, worried about your shyness that clashes with your popularity.

Getting recognized in public is a shocker to you.

The people usually don’t approach you, just taking pictures without asking, which isn’t too much of a bugger but you’d much rather take a more flattering one.

Mondo is the one that stands up for you. He will take their phone, hold it up to the sky and ask them what they are doing.

You always walk away from the situation. “Oh my god,” while going across the store, or wherever you are.

Kazuichi Souda

He thinks you’re literally the most awesome person ever.

“Tell me about that instrument again! What can you play on it?”

You tell him stories all the time, different performances you forced yourself to do and how it ended up not being too bad.

But your stage fright has gotten progressively worse the older you get, and the more popular you get.

He never wants you to perform because of it.

Will quite literally fight you. Will fight you to keep you away from a concert hall.

I mean, his mind.

You being anxious, or even slightly uneased, makes him feel horrible. He just wants you to be happy!! Seeing you panic and him not being able to do anything about it

Whenever you go outside he likes to pretend to be your manager. Even sometimes wearing shitty sunglasses to add to the look. It makes him laugh, and it makes you laugh too.

You force him to play guitar way too often. Literally he’ll walk into your house and you’ll be like, “oh, so you’re here to play guitar, right?”

He just seems like a guitar boy.

Maybe it’s just the beanie, who knows, but he’s good with his hands.

He definitely thinks playing guitar is badass anyways.

#leon kuwata x reader #leon kuwata #ibuki mioda x reader #ibuki mioda #mondo oowada #mondo owada x reader #kazuichi souda x reader #kazuichi souda #kazuichi soda #kazuichi soda x reader #danganronpa kazuichi #danganronpa

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some-dr-writings · 4 years

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Mikan Tsumiki crushing on the SHSL Theatre Actress

· Falling for the Super High School Level Theatre Actress came as naturally to Mikan as falling every other time, very clumsily and seemingly out of nowhere. Even she herself wasn’t sure when, how, or why it happened.

· Could it have been the day you first met? The day she, literally fell for you. Mikan found she hadn’t been getting enough sleep as of late, so she decided to go strolling around the campus grounds to try to tire herself out a little. As she was walking between the endless rows of stone seats which made up the theatron, the abrupt and sudden booming of a voice ringing out from the theater below startled the wits out of her. “Where’s your passion, your drive!? You’ll never be an actor with such a weak will! Now put some effort in or I swear to the god-damn starts above, I’ll run this whole production myself and play.. Every.. Single.. Last.. Role! If I didn’t know any better, I’d have the right mind to say it’s as if no one but me cares about this!”

· Slowly creeping out from her hiding place behind the seats Mikan saw there were some people on the stage. One in particular caught her eye though, a woman. After a person seemed to have read some lines, the woman looking figure snatched the script from them. Mikan was instantly entranced. After taking but a glance at it, she tossed it back to the other person. Then she spoke. Unlike before there was no scalding, unbridled fury, yet so much raw emotion burst forth from her lips. There was this purpose in every last movement, from the twitch of a finger to throwing out her arms amplifying the emotion in that heart stopping performance. Each step had meaning, even the step that threw her off stage!

· ... Wait, what?

· Getting so enraptured in the moment she didn’t realize she was performing just a little too close to the edge of the stage and fell off it! Without even a second thought Mikan leaped from her hiding place and raced for the woman… herself falling in the process and winding up tumbling the whole way down. Truthfully Mikan was used to the feeling and was able to immediately hop up to her feet. You, however, were very thoroughly confused as a pretty yet disheveled looking lady gently lifted you to your feet and told you she was taking you to the nurse’s office.

· Quickly you found yourself laying on a stiff bed with an ice pack wrapped around your head. “Is the bandage too tight? How are you feeling?” Your cheeks flushed a bright pink as you hid your face behind your hands. “Awful! What I said wasn’t wrong, but I yelled at everyone.” Curling up into a ball, you rolled over onto your side wanting to just disappear. “Oh, ah, uh, I’m so sorry!” “Huh, what? Why are you apologizing!?” The nurse girl looked to be a wreak as she just kept apologizing.

· Perhaps Mikan’s crush began because she saw you so often at the nurse’s office. From that moment at the theatron onward, not a day went by where you didn’t have to visit the nurse’s office and Mikan. This pleased and distressed Mikan to no end. She loved getting to help you, but the reason for you coming by so much worried her. It seemed you were always getting into trouble. You were always so willing to help with the more dangerous aspects of prop setup but you never took the proper safety precautions, like not wearing a mask even when sawdust filled the air, or climbing unsteady ladders without a thought, or attempting to lift items that were clearly too heavy for you, and on and on this list of reasons went.

· Even outside of the theater you weren’t any better. Mikan was helping you get to the nurse’s office after you managed to hurt yourself the umpteenth time that week when rehearsing. As you two were walking across a bridge that connected two buildings you hear that high-pitched irritable voice. Hiyoko Saionji. You were going to ignore her since she was on the ground and you on a bridge till you heard that… ‘nickname’ “Pig puke.” “I shouldn’t be surprised; she even talks bad behind your back.” You spoke through gritted teeth under your breath so Mikan just barely caught what you said. “Y-Y/N? Are you hurting?” Then before Mikan could react, you jumped off the bridge. Her scream filled the air as you crashed into and tumbled out of the tree below. “Hey ugly brat! Maybe if you feel such a need to be the living embodiment of shit, you’d actually target someone who’s willing to dish it back and not just take it!” Despite your head ringing and our body absolutely covered in bruises and cuts you managed to stagger to your feet. It was then you actually saw Hiyoko, tears in her eyes. “Really? So you can call people names but when the situation is reversed you cry!? If you can’t take it yourself then don’t treat others that way shit breath.” That was the last thing you got out before Hiyoko ran away crying and you collapsed onto the ground.

· Moments later Mikan was already by your side. “Y-Y/N! Why did you do that!? You’re so hurt!” “I couldn’t just let Hiyoko call you awful names!” “Y-y-you don’t need to bother with something like that for me!” “Mikan! Damn-it why are you like this!? You need to be able to stand up for yourself!” “I-I’m so very sorry!!” “M-Mikan, I’m sorry for yelling at you!” “I’m so sorry for making you yell!” “I’m sorry for making you feel like you have to apologize!” The rest of the day was spent patching you up as you two kept apologizing for apologizing and upsetting the other.

· Maybe… Maybe Mikan got a crush on you because you always so brightly smiled at her when she talked about things she was passionate about. How you seemed to be kind to her, even when she wasn’t doing something you asked her to or wanted. You even listened to her when you weren’t injured or hurt. At first you seemed to shy away, which Mikan would apologize for making you uncomfortable which would get you to apologize for making her think she did something wrong, and you two would just apologize to one another for the rest of the visit.

· After a month or so of visits Mikan noticed how you began to warm up to her, even asking her to hang out during breaks. It was quite strange seeing how bold you were on stage or when angered then at all other times being quiet and shy, to the point of hiding behind Mikan when someone approached the two of you.

· Then after even more time you invited Mikan to watch you in rehearsal. It was always a marvel to watch you on stage, how your shy demeanor melted away as you gave your entire being to your performance.

· Whenever, however or why ever it happened, it was undeniable Mikan had grown a crush on you. She found herself getting so excited and dreading to see you next. She found herself going to every last one of your performances. She found herself getting to rehearsals before you, making sure all of the equipment was in stable condition. She found herself actually eagerly going to you to talk and not the other way around. Undeniably she absolutely had a crush on you. As long as you kept talking to her, as long as you kept so magically calling her your friend, she honestly couldn’t care less if you reciprocated her feelings. Mikan had a crush on the Super High School Level Theatre Actress, and she’d do anything for you.

#danganronpa imagine #danganronpa imagines #dr imagine #dr imagines #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa 2 imagine #danganronpa 2 imagines #dr 2 imagine #dr 2 imagines #mikan tsumiki #mikan x reader #mod gundham #danganronpa2 #super danganronpa 2 #mikan tsumiki x reader

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dangkinronpa · 6 years

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♫ headcanons for shsl clarinetist maki

heres ur headcanons maki! i hope u like them, and if u want me to make any changes just let me know! ur headcanons are under the cut

♪ mod kaede

- when maki first heard about clarinets and instruments, she tried her best to hide the fact that they interested her. it wasnt like it was embarrassing or anything, but maki felt that it was better to keep things a secret so that nobody would try to get in her business. thus, once maki first started learning about clarinets, she decided to try playing one by herself

- in the beginning, maki wasnt really that talented when it came to playing clarinet, which left her feeling pretty frustrated for a while. however, instead of giving up, maki decided to use the frustration she felt to give her motivation and help her practice the clarinet more often. before she knew it, maki went from being mediocre to being extraordinary

- as good as maki found herself getting, though, the thought of telling people that she knew about her newfound love for clarinets was something that embarrassed her. no matter how good she was getting, to maki it would be better to simply practice the clarinet where nobody could find her and keep all of her music talent a secret from those around her

- eventually, though, maki was seen playing her clarinet by some of her classmates, and after they noticed how good she was, they encouraged her to start participating in competitions and things like that. the thought of going in front of a bunch of people and playing clarinet for them seemed a little embarrassing to her, but it didnt seem like a bad idea

- honestly, maki was very passionate about playing her clarinet. she might have been a little wary about letting other people hear her playing it, but whenever she was alone she would find herself playing her clarinet for hours. she might have been hesitant about getting on stage and showing others her love for the clarinet, but she really did love the instrument

- the first time that maki went on stage to play her clarinet in front of an audience, she was so nervous that she couldnt stop shaking. despite her nerves, though, she was able to forget about everyone watching and focus on the music once she got started playing, and before she knew it there were lots of people cheering on her performances

- from that point onward, maki started gaining a lot of popularity because of her skill at playing the clarinet. a lot of people thought that she would become the shsl clarinetist, but maki highly doubted that she was good enough to be considered an shsl student. of course, that just made her feel even more shocked when she was told the good news

- meeting other shsl students was a little weird for maki, and she generally tried to keep her distance whenever she was around them. some of them were really loud and gave her headaches, and others just made her feel a little anxious whenever they were around. despite that, though, maki thought of everyone as good people that she could befriend

- the more time that maki spent around her classmates, the more comfortable she felt around them, and the more she was willing to play a few songs on her clarinet for them. it was a rare treat for everyone at first, but the more time that she spent getting to know them, the more that she would end up playing all kinds of different songs for everyone

- even though maki had worked really hard to become the shsl clarinetist, she still couldnt believe that she had managed to get so far. playing clarinet might not have been easy for her in the beginning, but seeing where her dedication has gotten her, maki would say that it was definitely worth it to keep practicing and trying to improve herself

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mythgirlimagines · 4 years

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Anon KG Characters With DVHS Talents

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MYTH: Former SHSL Blogger

One of the six chaperones of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate and Wyre’s childhood friend. As the mastermind behind the blog “Ms. Myth’s Scenarios”, she gives off the aura of being withdrawn and timid. But if you talk about her three interests, “Fantastical Butterfly”, “REBULLET” and “Zachary Carlton and The Titans” within earshot of her, prepare for a total mood shift from Myth, as she becomes more peppy, cheerful and energetic. As she usually spends her time cooped in her room, Wyre usually has to drag Myth out of her room to go on their daily jog together.

Clothes: The same clothes from her original design, except with her hood up and badges of her fandoms replaced her heart badges.

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WYRE: Former SHSL Track Star

One of the six chaperones of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate and Myth’s childhood friend. Having mastered a bunch of sport competitions from a young age, the one main sport that truly caught her attention was Track and Field. Despite her loud, rough-around-the-edges and delinquent-esque personality, if you manage to get on her good side, she is a very supportive and friendly, if overbearing friend. Rumor has it, that she runs laps in ridiculous costumes during charity runs, in order to raise money for medical research and orphanages.

Clothes: A brown and black tank top, matching track shorts and red and white track shoes.

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SCAR: SHSL Lucky Student

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. Having experienced bouts of misfortune after misfortune ever since she was a little girl, she’s managed to convince herself that she was the mortal vessel for the goddess of bad luck, Misfortuna, and crafted a persona to match. Even after winning the annual lottery for Hope’s Peak, she still carries her Chuunibyou persona to the classroom. But her classmates can break her facade quite easily to reveal a concerned mom friend, who just cares too much for her friends.

Clothes: The same clothes from her original design, except with bandages covering her hands instead of surgery gloves, and the red cross symbol being replaced by a green clover design.

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FUSION: SHSL Linguist

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. With a penchant for picking up and learning about customs, languages and vocabulary from around the world, he has managed to master speaking in 10 languages on a conversational level, as well as reading and writing in 10 more languages. Traveling with his family is one of his major passions, as it allows him to pick up on languages much quicker. But one of the things he likes even more about foreign countries than the variety of languages is the variety of delicacies.

Clothes: An oversized grey bomber jacket with country flag badges sewn into the sleeves, for every language he has mastered speaking, black pants, and white and blue striped sneakers.

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FUSION II: SHSL Astrologer

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. As the the genius behind the astrology/satire blog, “COUNT YOUR LUCKY STARS”, she has a biting sense of wit and sarcasm that even bleeds into her star-reading predictions, which is the main reason for her massive fan following. Yet, despite her sarcastic and sardonic predilections, she somehow manages to startle people with her surprising accuracy down the line. If you ever find her in the Hope’s Peak’s hallways, you’d have to snake yourself around the massive line that are her adoring fans.

Clothes: The same clothes from her original design, but with star buttons on her gakuran and a galaxy design on her skirt.

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JANON: SHSL Archer

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. While Janon may have a cute appearance, don’t even try to say that to their face, unless you want an arrow in yours. Having been sent to a kyudoka’s temple by their parents to cure their lazy and rebellious behavior, they have mastered the art of the bow and arrow with relative ease, but sadly their surly and lazy attitude still remained. If they want something from the other side of their room, they’d aim an arrow tied to a rope at the object, fire the arrow at the object, and reel the object back in.

Clothes: A pink bunny hoodie and black surgical mask, over a black and blue hakama, white socks and black sandals. They carry a black quiver on their back that holds their bow and arrows.

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SPARKLE: Former SHSL Guitarist

One of the six chaperones of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. With a lifelong dream of having her dazzling self be noticed by one and all, she’s turned to practicing on her signature glittery and purple guitar, which comes in both electric and acoustic form, until she formed her band “SYMPHONY OF SEQUINS”. Sparkle and her band managed to hit platinum with their two hit songs, “Supernova” and “Diamond Amongst The Coal Mine”. Because of her bombastic and loud personality, she isn’t exactly good with the whole “incognito” thing, not that she’s complaining about the attention.

Clothes: The same clothes from her original design, but with her sparkly purple guitar and a colorful music note design on her black skirt and a music note scrunchie holding her bun up.

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EGG: Former SHSL Carpenter

One of the six chaperones of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate, and Wet Sock’s twin. Egg has a “reputation” of sorts at Hope’s Peak’s for being cursed beyond all belief, leaving people unnerved at thier eccentric mindset. They’ve gotten into Hope’s Peak for their mastery in the art of woodworking, making expertly-crafted toys, furniture, and even entire buildings and wooden statues. Their most famous work yet, is “Twinship”, an uncannily accurate, yet distorted, wooden sculpture of the twins in an odd yin-yang-like pose.

Clothes: A brown and red plaid flannel shirt, a yellow tool belt, and the same pants and shoes from their original design.

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WET SOCK: Former SHSL Historian

One of the six chaperones of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate, and Egg’s twin. Having been ostracized by others for their interest in medieval history, particularly the darker and torturous parts of the Middle Ages, Wet Sock has adopted a prickly, cynical and knife-obsessed personality to combat this. Wet Sock got into Hope’s Peak for furthering and contributing to historical research on medieval torture devices. If you manage to not get turned of by their personality and approach them, you’d find out that deep down, they’re just a lonely kid who needs a couple of friends in their life.

Clothes: A red sweater and a brown vest, a yellow pocket watch, and the same pants and shoes from their original design.

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CURIOUS: SJHSL Herbalist

One of the two SJHSL students volunteering for the SHSL Internship program. With a wide botanical knowledge and a heart equally as wide, Curious is the founder of “The Green Hand”, a flower shop and grocery store hybrid famous for both their wide selection of flowers, fruits and vegetables and the high quality and long life of said flowers, fruits and vegetables. Curious is a kind soul, if a bit of a pushover, who’s always happy to help others. If they’re not tending to Hope’s Peak’s massive greenhouse, they’d be found helping out others with various tasks.

Clothes: A white button up shirt, a green tie with a daisy on the front, green overalls with sunflower buttons, black boots, and green gardening gloves.

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NERD: Former SHSL Massage Therapist

One of the six chaperones of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. With his neurotic, temperamental, and hostile personality, a massage therapist is one of least fitting talents he can have, but somehow he manages to do his job well enough to catapult him into SHSL status. He will die before admitting it, but he’s secretly really concerned about both his friends, their health and their wellbeing. The embodiment of the phrase “tough love”, he’d give you a full body massage, while loudly scolding you on your poor posture and lack of exercise.

Clothes: A black polo shirt, black pants and black and white sneakers.

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ELDRITCH: SHSL Songwriter

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. Eldritch has a massive passion for music, but due to his crippling stage fright and anxiety, he can’t perform on stage and become a musician like his wanted, so he retired backstage to become a songwriter for various bands. Eldritch is famous for his signature style: eerie and futuristic songs with anarchy/rebellion related lyrics. His paranoia stems from a past incident, in which one of his musical rivals stole and plagiarized Eldritch’s written lyrics, while framing Eldritch as the thief.

Clothes: A brown hoodie with black music notes all over, over a black band t-shirt, grey sweatpants, black socks and purple slippers.

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DREAM: SHSL Friend

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. Famous around her hometown for being a popular and friendly person, even with the town’s most unpopular people, Dream can make friends with anybody, regardless of their attitude or beliefs. Dream just has this way of seeing the goodness and positive qualities in even the worst of people. With her sunny, positive and energetic attitude, Dream revels in socializing with others and thanks to her contagious personality, others most definitely feel the same way.

Clothes: The same clothes from her original design, only without her satchel and with normal pink barrettes.

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IRIS: SJSHL Charmer

One of the two SJHSL students volunteering for the SHSL Internship program. One of the most popular kids in both her schools and her neighborhood, her optimism, contagious energy, and clumsy and dorky charm has earned her tons of fans at both her elementary and middle school. Despite her large fan following, she is just too kind-hearted to even think of taking advantage of her popularity, which in turn, has earned her even more followers. And of course, you can bet that her following only increased when she was scouted to Hope’s Peak’s Junior High Division.

Clothes: A pink hoodie over a lighter pink dress with a heart design at the bottom, grey tights and red mary janes.

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FANCY: SHSL Hairdresser

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. As the head of the hairdressing salon “Fancy’s Follicle Furnishing”, they are able to flawlessly style anyone’s hair, regardless of the length, texture or manageability. They are equally concerned with their own appearance, as much as other’s appearances, being regularly found staring at a mirror, making sure every hair on their head is in place. Having started out with cutting, decorating and tying up mere wigs and doll’s hair, they’ve eventually managed to practice and succeed at cutting real people’s hair.

Clothes: A black apron filled with hair care products, over a white button up shirt with rolled up sleeves, white gloves, black pants and black shoes.

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PURPLE: SHSL Ice Skater

One of the attendants of Hope’s Peak’s annual field trip to Kibo-Con Ultimate. Known in the figure skating community as “The Polar Pixie”, her performance on the ice is hailed by most critics and fans as “poised”, “peaceful” and above all else, “perfect”, or at least, that’s how she is on the ice rink. When off of the ice rink, she is very timid, socially awkward and easily frightened, usually seen hiding behind trees, poles or even taller people. If you manage to lure her out of her hiding place with candy, you’ll find out that she has nothing but nice words to say, even if it sounds like she swallowed a thesaurus.

Clothes: A purple sweater with white snowflakes on it, over her purple and white figure-skating outfit, black tights and white and blue sneakers.

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Thanks to Fusion II for giving me this idea! I’m very proud of you, sweetie!

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I love seeing yall with DVHS talents!!!

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