this is a confessions blog inspired by @anonymousdanganronpaconfessions and @danganronfessions - i saw what they were doing and wanted to join the fun!
epic confessions blog(s) that started after me that you should check out: @dangansins-confessional , @confessanronpa , @dangan-lust , @harukawalovebot
this blog is run by user @mars-ipan. those of you in the komahina section of the fandom may know me for my fanart, analysis, the priest au, and also that one time i made a ginormous powerpoint about them. you can call me mars, but if you want to call me mod that’s fine too. i use all pronouns (including neos and it/its) so don’t worry about that part. i chose this theme because i am prone to getting a little TOO silly about my fictional crush (those who know me will be unsurprised that i have branded this blog with komaeda) and i wanted to create a space to invite other people to get a little silly with it so i can feel less insane in comparison :]
inbox is: open!
let’s start off by setting up some ground rules.
this blog is going to contain nsfw and suggestive phrasing, as well as discussion of potentially upsetting kinks. also, spoilers for all media in the danganronpa franchise. if this bothers you, this blog will not be a good space for you, and i encourage you to block me for your own personal comfort.
be nice to each other! this confessions blog is not a place to argue with or shame each other. some of the other confessions blogs i have tagged above allow for disagreements (read their own rules for details), but this is a positive environment meant to encourage people to speak their truth. i do not care how ‘gross’ someone’s fantasy is or if you disagree with their headcanon, if you send an ask hating on or shaming another person for not sharing your opinion, it will be deleted, and if one person sends several asks of this type, they will be blocked. kinkshaming will not be tolerated. (unless you’re specifically kinkshaming the character your confession is about for the bit, in which case that’s funny and allowed.)
this being said, if your confession involves pedophilia or incest, i’d like to request that you not send it here. thought crime isn’t real and so long as you’re not causing tangible harm to anyone then you’re not doing anything wrong or amoral for having kinks or fantasies, but these topics in particular happen to make me incredibly uncomfortable and i personally don’t wish to see them. anonymousdanganronpaconfessions is a better place to send those asks. also, i reserve the right to add to this list at any time for any reason.
if you can’t tell, this blog is all about freedom of expression. this means i will be allowing people to discuss fantasies or kinks that may be violent or otherwise disturbing. that being said, i also believe in allowing people to curate their online experience. if you need a specific kink, fetish, or topic to be trigger tagged, send me an ask or dm and i will tag it with “#tw [insert topic here],” no questions asked. things i currently tag for are as follows: rape, dubcon, necrophilia, vore, gore, food, bestiality, unsanitary. this list will be added to as tags are requested or as i see fit. i also tag anti-saiouma asks as “#saiou crit” if that’s something you’d like to block.
i am but one person, who also has a chronic health condition and a life outside of tumblr in general. please be patient with me! if i start to get bombarded with asks and feel i can’t keep up, i may close the inbox for a bit until i’ve cleared out the asks inside. if your ask hasn’t been answered, chances are i haven’t deleted it, i’m just trying to get to it! currently the blog doesn’t run on a queue, but i may change my mind on that later.
anon asks will be turned on and i am anticipating most of these confessions to be anonymous, but if you want to be brave then feel free to ask off anon! doing so will earn your confession the tag “#say it with your chest,” and any ask you send will also be tagged with your url.
any confessions i think are particularly correct (or cute/hot/etc) will be tagged with “#real and true.” if your confession earns this tag consider yourself smart and correct because obviously my opinion is the most important one in the world and you should value what i think incredibly highly (JOKE)
hater confessions are allowed, but be warned that i will be tagging them with “#obsessive much” because even if you’re being a hater, you still cared enough to send me an ask about it. i don’t care how many darts you throw at it, you still printed it out and stuck it to your wall. if you can handle being poked fun at lightheartedly then go ahead and hate freely :]
anything that makes me giggle will be tagged with “#the funnies.” this is a compliment every time i promise i am asexual sex exists for humor to me
poll requests are allowed for this blog and will be tagged with “#voting time!” have a burning question? send me an ask with the question and the potential answers you want to give to answer it, and i’ll shape it up into a nice poll for ya! all polls will be a week long unless otherwise requested (or i forget lmao), and i may add answer options as i see fit for balance :)
you folks are crazy (<3) and sometimes send me art! any and all original art sent in shall be tagged with “#the fridge” so we can go back and see your beautiful masterpieces :)
confessions can be as varied as you’d like, so long as they’re related to danganronpa and thirsty in some way, shape, or form. feel free to shitpost, analyze canon, share headcanons, ship, selfship, talk about fanservice, anything you can think of so long as it’s on theme! be sappy, be horny, be silly, have fun.
all confessions will be tagged with a rating on the citrus scale. for those unfamiliar with the citrus scale, it’s an old fandom age rating system, popular in the fanfiction.net days. the ratings are as follows: 1.) citrus- as mild as it gets. a gentle hug, or perhaps a peck on the cheek. particularly wholesome stuff goes here. 2.) orange- standard things. a kiss on the lips, a hug with more physical undertones, etc. 3.) lime- a bit more sexual in nature. making out, heavy petting, tension, things with sexual undertones. anything implying sex but not explicitly mentioning it will go here as well. 4.) lemon- explicit sexual content. they’re boinking, you get it. 5.) grapefruit- for particularly intense or bizarre smut. this is your dead dove: do not eat stuff, your hardcore kinks and things you REALLY wouldn’t want your mom to see.
while this blog will allow minors to interact, it will only do so if they block the #rating: lemon and #rating: grapefruit tags and never interact with posts under these categories. if you are under 18 and i see you in the notes of a post labeled with either of these tags, you will be blocked. this is a safety precaution, and i will not make exceptions. if you really want back, dm my main when you turn 18 and i will remove you from the blocklist.
don’t ask me about discourse. for the love of god don’t ask me about discourse. proship/antiship is a stupid fight over nothing. that is the only opinion i will share on this blog and if you ask me anything else i will not answer it. if you get annoying about it i will block you.
discussion of fangans is allowed, but know that i the mod have not interacted with any fangans and thus probably won’t be able to say much in response lmao. i’ll need to know which fangan you’re talking about in your ask for organizational purposes (i can probably find full names of characters on my own but having them given to me would be appreciated as well).
more rules may be added to this list at any time.
alrighty, that’s all!! let’s have a good time and let our freak flags fly :]
Randomly encountered this blog in the wild by the last ask with Mondo. I am not into that but the post was so wild that I HAD to take a quick glance of what is going on here.
In the most positive way, you all are a bunch of freaks. And I'm as impressed as terrified asI state from my mostly vanilla corner. This is genuinely so creative and cool.
Don't know if I will come back. Feels illegal to me to read this type of things for Danganronpa characters when I'm slightly older than them.
But I hope you all keep having fun <3/gen
hello from the freakshow! thank you for the appreciation even if you find us a bit intimidating. whether or not you return, you have a very healthy mindset which is greatly appreciated! that cannot always be said for tumblr users….
anyways! we shall continue having our fun and if you ever wish to join us the door is open, but of course there’s no pressure :) have a lovely time internet stranger
We're so back, I missed all you freaks (affectionate)
Anyway getting into it-
Komahinami where they're getting freaky but at some point Hajime switches with Izuru, who immediately gets bored, lays down, and is like "do whatever I don't really care". He's actively inside of Nagito at this point who's like "oh dear, I shouldn't keep going for my unworthy pleasure if you're not getting anything out of it" or something and so Chiaki grabs him and forces him to keep going until he cums. Meanwhile Izuru's scrolling on his phone the whole time 💀
(consent implied btw since I know it might sound a little,, not that way. I like to imagine this has happened multiple times before and Nagito still reacts the same way so Chiaki just gets fed up and gets him off frustratedly)
I haven't been able to stop thinking about similar situations where one or the both of Chiaki and Hajime are grabbing Nagito and doing things to him because he thinks he's not worthy and doesn't want to overstep his bounds, so it's like half frustration, half them trying to get him out of that habit. Nagito's also really into being forced around but would never admit it because he doesn't want them to go out of their way for his pleasure (dw bbg they know already, you moan loud enough from being shoved onto the floor once and it makes people question it)
Embodying a (ftm as i am a tranny) ver of toko fukawa in ultra dispair girls and ending up anal voreing haji out of frustration and then getting to push his acid-bleached skull out if my hot throbbing anus once he's done digesting in my stomach and has reached my colon after being pumped through my intestines is a personal fantasy of mine. I would also be viciously fucking komaru or a female byakuya on that dinky little bed while haji digests, trust 🤞
Wrote this after seeing the tentative Midwest setting ages ago (did not proof rip):
Hajime sits in the same church he's been going to his whole life. The white paint flakes off the wall in places from where pews get pushed too hard into the walls from clearing space for youth events. He remembers the scratchiness of the cheap, mass produced carpet and the feel of it under his fingers from when he was still young enough to be part of said youth events. There's a nostalgia in the damp almost mildewy smell even though he's here every week and nothing has really changed. Nothing except the priest...
He remembers the relief he felt when he heard the hushed rumors spreading through the town. That's the thing with small towns, there aren't any real secrets. At least, that's what everyone thinks, but Hajime is quite proud of himself. Well, not exactly proud; it's not something to be proud about. The sheer guilt that wracks through him, but no one suspects. Why would they? Hajime is a good church going man, has been since he was a boy. Still he remembers the relief of the new priest, someone who moved here recently--something about the city air being too polluted and bad for his health. Hajime pretends that he doesn't hang off every rumors words, gripping onto each one with a strength bordering obsession with how much he desires to get to know the strange new man who waltzed into the church as if he'd always been part of the congregation.
He wishes he didn't remember the sting of the pathetic way he confessed he deepest sin to him. This stranger, who now knew the deepest pits of Hajime, who had heard him and then consoled him--told him that how he felt could pass. Hajime remembers the burn of salt as he bawled and the sting of his nails digging into his palms as he pitifully confessed that he wasn't sure he was strong enough to change, to get better. But Father Komeada believed in him, patiently assured him and gave him his number--in case Hajime needed it. Hajime kept the scrap of paper safe, tucked between the pages of his journal for reasons he wasn't sure of, usually he wouldn't keep clutter like that.
He's shaken out his thoughts as a tray of cups is passed to him. Hajime picks one of the paper cups off and passes it along dutifully. He looks down into the dark liquid, swirling it around a few times. When he was younger they still used wine, dry dark wine from a box. The kind you can get cheap in bulk, the kind that left vinegar burning and stung his nostrils, staining his mouth. He remembers explaining the switch to grape juice shortly after he'd taken over leading the morning prayers--grape juice was better for children and recovering alcoholics.
Remembers the pride that he'd come to him and not any other members or staff, an intimate moment in the hushed sleepy morning. Not many people came to the early mass but Hajime had found himself becoming a regular, enjoying the quiet reflections and small groups. It made it less awkward and apparent when he watched Father Komeada, less people to think anything of it. This was a secret, he'd shamefully kept. He'd never act on it, but he couldn't help but admire him. His soft voice that carried powerfully and kind eyes that looked at Hajime as if he wasn't entirely unworthy of being saved.
The tray of wafers arrives at Hajime empty and he looks up and catches Father Komeada's eye, who smiles knowingly, almost as if he had expected this. Hajime finds himself getting up, can feel the eyes of the congregation as he rises. He should just wait, Father Komeada is already opening a new package, but Hajime is already up and carefully squeezing through the pew. The small cup of grape juice, splashes over the edge and he awkwardly laps it from his hand.
He reaches the front of the church and smiles awkwardly, hesitantly offering the empty tray to Father Komeada, who thanks him amused. Hajime watches as he carefully slides a sleeve of wafers and then falters just one moment before he holds a wafer to Hajime's stunned lips. Unthinkingly he opens his mouth and lets him slide it in, holding it on his tongue as it melts before swallowing it down with the grape juice. He sees the look in Father Komeada's eyes--the adoration--and unconsciously crushes the paper cup. Absently, he makes a note to pray for forgiveness later, as he takes the tray and walks back to his seat to pass the tray along.
take shuichi then turn him into a gross centipede looking monster with the only thing that’s remaining is his head…. then make him a shy top (im big on the whole turning people to monsters thing
im so normal about soudam, i think they would match each others freak. kazuichi definitely has a thing for biting, gundham would have to go to mikan every other day to clean up the crazy amount of blood and help his wounds (mikan is absolutely sick of them but she cant judge shes not any better)
gundhams def into it too he has a insane amount of bite marks. kazuichis like an animal to him, a dog and his pet he'll give him a collar and leash him, kaz is embarassed but submits easily. whenever kaz is bad or upsets him hes kept in a cage, not for a long long time but until he whimpers at gundham to be let out and starts crying, gundham cant resist his tears..hes a bit of a dacriphile, letting kaz out, cuddling him and licking up his tears. Kaz loves being gundhams pet, not in a beastiality way to be clear, gundham loves taking care of his pets is all and kaz is his most needy one. they love each other so much its hard to express that but idk im such a sucker for fluffy sex, people write gundham as into degrading kaz, he wouldn't do that! unless he's been bad of course but he talks kaz through it "your so magnificent my paramour" "how beautiful you looked skewed on my cock" "my polaris, you look etheral in the afterglow of our activities" kaz only slightly cringes at his mentions of "sex appendages" he doesnt care, its his master after all! gundham would put a little bell on his collar so he can hear little dinginging!! amongst kazs whimpers and whines when they make love.
ahehehe sorry if this is too long , ive been wanting to send an ask here for a while you might see me again so ill be signing off as 🍪 anon if thats not taken already!! thats it for now
Sexualizing the hell out of the fact Kiibo was never born in a traditional sense (through consummation) and therefore is the only DR cast member who canonically doesn't have original sin. I don't know how to sexualize it in words but it makes me feel things. Corruption kink with Kokichi (the snake) or Tsumugi (God???) is in order, methinks.
you’ll have plenty of time today to submit your confessions so rest assured there is no rush. know that during my infusions they give me IV benadryl which knocks a motherfucker out so do not expect me to answer them anytime soon. it may take up to a couple days for me to get to them in fact bc i am. still busy. but i WILL be getting to them i prommy <3
