ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ( 𝓭𝒆𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻 )

independent junko enoshima from danganronpa. follows back from @cfmuses

[fashicnkiller]

HOLD ON TO YOUR BUTTS! BECAUSE EVERYONE’S FAVORITE ENOSHIMA JUNKO IS MAKING A GRAND COMEBACK!

[ultimatetalentizuru]

Kamukura-san, what sort of relationship do you have with Enoshima? You talk about her like she’s your annoying wife or something.

“She is my annoying wife.”

[novellaqueen]

Interview with the Vampire + Scream Queens

[fashicnkiller-archive]

new fc maybe

[graybles]

[kcguya-deactivated20190804]

graybles:

how to walk like a queen [x]

[themonokumafiles]

Hey reblog this if you’re a Danganronpa related blog and would love to be added onto this masterlist. This blog accepts all danganronpa related blogs, meaning oc’s of all kinds, crossovers and etc! 

[unfollowfriday]

if you ever feel stupid or weak or powerless, just remember that I, am not. And I am out there, very dangerous and I am looking for you. Good luck

[fashicnkiller-archive]

rockinmusician:

“Okay then!” Ibuki stopped to think about her phrase, before giving her phrase.

“This statement is false!”

“a liar paradox... really? like, that is lame.” she seemed extremely unimpressed. “that literally, has like, no correct answer.” she looks like she was going to start saying more, but stopped herself before she ended up going on some rant about a stupid statement. “it is both false and true. everyone, like, knows that.”

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hopestitch:

“Um thanks?” He personally wouldn’t call her perfect, but whatever. “I just know because you remind us every chance you get?”

“naegi-kun actually listens to junko-chan!” and cue the dramatic crying. “he is such, like, a good friend! this is why he is my, like, favorite classmate ever! he cares about junko-chan lots!”

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rockinmusician:

“Also false. Wow, Ibuki is great at this game!”

well, to the blonde, they weren’t exactly playing a game. but, welp, might as well play along. “i, like, went twice and you, like, guessed twice. shouldn’t it, like, be my turn to guess by now?”

[fashicnkiller-archive]

“You know what’s terrifying? Horses. Horses are absolutely fucking terrifying. They can and will eat meat. Why is that a thing?"

“hmmm.... that is interesting.” she doesn’t seem bothered by this information she is given. actually, she seems to be intrigued by it. “by chance do you know if they will eat humans?” what is she planning?

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hopestitch:

“I think nearly everyone is aware of the fact that all of us completely pale in comparison to you.”

“only if people were as smart as you. naegi-kun is one of the rare people that understand how perfect junko-chan is!”

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rockinmusician:

“Mmm… False. False, Ibuki reckons that statement’s false.”

“obviously, you would think that! you aren’t smart enough to realize the perfection that is junko-chan!”

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hopestitch:

“Are you looking for validation or something, Junko-chan?”

“i am just informing the public that they are worthless pieces of trash compared to me.”

[fashicnkiller-a]

when junko was younger, her parents didn’t care for her. didn’t give her much attention. why? because to them, she had no talent. she didn’t show an obvious talent like her twin. mukuro’s combat skills were amazing. even at a young age. what did junko bring to the table? she was better at her school work than most kids her age. but, that wasn’t anything to write home about. every kid in school should do well. its not anything special like the talent her sister had.

a few times, their family went bankrupt and kicked out on to the streets. the reason behind that is because her parents were too busy throwing money at mukuro’s talent. making sure she had all the proper training she needs. all the equipment she may need. everything is all about mukuro. junko hated that. 

she hated the fact she wasn’t talented like her sister. she hated the fact that her parents didn’t give her any praise or even looked her way. she hated her family. every single one of them. not like it matters. it was obvious they didn’t like her. she was talentless. worthless. shouldn’t even been born. she was just a smart kid with an extra mouth to feed.

her twin, mukuro. looked up to smarter twin. wanting to be like her as she isn’t as intelligent. junko was never nice to her sister. always bullying and treating her rudely. never giving her an ounce of niceness. the talented twin ruined her life. so why should she be nice to her? as the years go on, the more and more despair the child feels. the despair of not being loved or wanted by your own family. its harsh on a child. it messes them up. then one day… overflowing with rage and despair

she used one of her sister’s weapons, murdering her own parents. getting her payback for how horribly they treated her. showing them the pain that she felt in her heart but constantly stabbing them there. smashing their heads with blunt objects as plush bear that is black and white sat in a corner, watching the whole thing with a smile. the combat trained twin not doing anything to stop the twin that went crazy.

she loved her family. she just wanted them to be proud of her talentless ass. she tried again and again to make them praise her. but… they never did. it made her feel more despair. more unwanted. finally getting rid of them made her feel happy… just still, she felt the despair. the despair was welcomed with open arms. she accepted this grim feeling. she enjoyed this feeling. slowly craving it more and more. realizing that she had fallen in love with this feeling. fallen in love with despair and now, she wants more. she wants to get rid of the talent that people live for and plunge the world into a chaotic mess.

maybe… she could start with burning the place of talent and hope down to the ground.. 

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loveshct:

@cfmuses

Mikan knocked on the door of the Ultimate Fashionista’s house, she had a baby cradled in her arms. She was a little nervous, she’d seen the other girl a few times since the end of their therapy sessions…Naegi had said it should be fine for them to interact…and besides, it would be nice to give Momoko kids around her own age to play with…so…this would be fine right?

“hello!” junko swung open the door, in an overly cheerful manner. didn’t even bother checking who was there. “which pile of trash decided to drop by?” her voice sounded friendly which her words didn’t match. 

“oh. it is just you~” she giggled when she realized it was mikan standing at her door with a baby in her arms. “come on in.” instead of grabbing the nurse’s arm to drag her inside, junko carefully took the baby into her arms and turned around, closing the front door. 

after a few moments, she reopened the door. “i guess you can come inside too.” has she even changed after all this time?

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“a daily reminder that junko-chan is, like, waay better than anyone that ever exists. no one can ever meet me in looks, personality or intellect!”