lost hope/last hope

ind. pri. sel. multimuse from danganronpa; oc and canon characters! / penned by dakota / est. 9-17-2019 / massive wip

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update!

I’m likely going to go ahead and replay through the first and second game before using muses from them for a little bit; I want to make sure that I play those characters as accurately as possible!

V3 muses are all fair game given that I’ve played that game extremely recently, therefore I feel a lot more confident with those muses. I may end up dropping some threads from before with muses from the first and second game after I finish the games if I think they’re out of character, but I’ll let you know before I do and I’ll be happy to start a new thread!

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Gonta is too much of a gentleman to insult the garbage gremlin 

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She’s just stuck there.

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   – GETTING LOST WITH SOMEONE like Kokichi felt like a nightmare, almost. How did they even get lost, to begin with…? He was certain he knew the way back, but it seems like that wasn’t the case at all. Wonderful.

   Sighing lightly, Shuichi tried to look around to see if there were anything familiar they might’ve seen before getting lost, so they could perhaps backtrack.

    “Uhuh…”  Admittedly, he wasn’t paying much attention to what Kokichi had said just now, and he was more focused on finding their way out.  “…W-Wait, aren’t you going to help too-?!”

   Getting lost was one thing, but trying to find out where to go on his own was another. –

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“Mmm... I don’t know! You’re the Ultimate Detective, right? I think it’d be best to let you do it on your own!” The cheeky smile on his face shows that Kokichi really seems to have no interest in helping Shuichi figure out how to get back. “Besides, I’m soooo scared- we’re out here all on our own!”

Crocodile tears brim in the corner of his eyes as he brings his hands up in balled fists to scrub at them, lips pulled into a pout. He watched the other significantly more than their surroundings, seeming to show no actual interest in even finding their way out. Perhaps it was due to some sort of faith in the other figuring it out, or perhaps Kokichi truly just didn’t mind the predicament; either way, he seemed to be in no rush to take any action.

“Though that’s a lie! I’ve already figured out how to get back, buuuuut I’d think it’d be more fun to watch you try too, Shuichi! I know you can do it.”

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“It’s a lot harder to do it with one hand, Fuyuhiko,” Kei pointed out immediately with a huff.

It was weird how everyone didn’t seem to care how much of an ass he was before, or even who Fuyuhiko was. Maybe it was just human decency— everyone didn’t want another person to die. No one wanted another murder, Fuyuhiko or not, anyway.

After Peko, and when he legitimately tried to become somewhat friends with others, it started to make sense. To Kei, at least.

They pulled their hand away when it looked like he would hit, but… he didn’t. They couldn’t help but give a tiny, patient smile. It was a start. As carefully as possible, they continued to clean the slash on his arm.

“…Y’know you’ve come a long way, right?” Some talking wouldn’t hurt, would it?

“I’ve had to f- to manage through worse. I could handle it. Don’t underestimate a fuckin’ Yakuza heir.” 

In reality, even if he could potentially handle it, he couldn’t say he was ungrateful. Kei helping him made the process significantly easier, and he watched the other bandage his other hand with a muddled sense of both distaste and gratitude lodged in his chest. 

“I’m...” The compliment made him flush, the normal natural blush on his cheeks only spreading further and hotter across his cheeks. “Thanks, I... guess. I’ve... been trying.” 

And he had been. The turn in conversation made Fuyuhiko more uncomfortable, unsure of how to respond. 

“Listen... I’m sorry. I know I still come off aggressive ‘n shit, and that you’ve been getting the brunt of it. It’s fucking hard to give up habits and you... remind me of some of my own....” He wanted to say insecurities, but ended up turning his gaze from the other instead, back down into his own hand once again. He didn’t know what prompted the apology- perhaps their compliment. It felt undeserved, given how snappy he could be with Kei when they likely needed support more than anything. “Listen, I want to offer you somethin’, but... you gotta promise me, it’s between us, got it?”

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@lcsthcpe said: 💔 (Sonia!)

10.  Your muse purposely fatally injures mine

She fought well.

Surprisingly well.

Perhaps he shouldn’t be so surprised. Sonia was, after all, his Princess of darkness. She held a power that even he did not comprehend for the longest time.

He understood now.

Despite the searing pain, despite how hard it was to breathe with the spear pierced through his chest effectively pinning him to the ground, a smile managed to form on his bloody lips.

“S..So..” He began, his voice raspy. “This.. Th-This is the end.. of the Tn.. Tanaka Empire…” A laugh, wheezy and weak, shook his frame.

It was fair and square, he was going to die with honor. ..Still, he knew what was going to happen when he took his final breath. Of all people, he did feel a pang of regret that she was the one in the end.

But what other choice did he have?

“D..Do not fret, my princess..” His eyes, now both grey from his contact having been lost in the fray, looked up at her without a trace of anger, fear, or hate. “For.. F..For it is.. I.. who is to blame.. I d.. dug my own grave, the second I stepped on this island..”

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Sonia knew that this was the only solution she’d ever have. 

As much as it had pained her to come to this conclusion, she knew fully well that she could never, ever allow for her own selfish desires to overrule the needs of her kingdom and of her people. Her life, her wishes, and her demands fell second to the will of her subjects; she served the purpose to serve for them and for them only, rather than to carry on her own wants. 

When her interests conflicted with the greater good, she must squash them beneath her foot. All earthly desires were inconsequential. 

Including her own personal relationships. Regardless of the pang and the thudding of her heart in her chest as she held the spear in her hands, chest heaving, no remorse yet clouded her gaze, cerulean eyes staring down into the storm of grey beneath her. With the adrenaline coursing through her veins and the awful pain in her body as she wheezed for breath, she felt powerful- like a true princess- as she regarded the bloodied and battered form.

But as the adrenaline wore off and the other’s words started to settle in her brain, despair began to cloud her brain and her heart. It hurt, it hurt, to see how Gundham still spoke highly of her, even in his final moments, even after his loss. It would hurt her less to see him spit words of vengence and cruelty at her, to vow to haunt her in his afterlife and to bring upon her the wrath of his demise.

Yet, Sonia was the one to initiate this request. Sonia was the one to request the honest fight, a fight to either free their classmates from this hell or to save her subjects. Either fate would be better than both fates falling through. She knew, deep down, Gundham would not refuse her request- and she knew, out of everyone, he would be the one to still view her as human even in her believed most monstrous state.

“I’m sorry, Gundham. Truly, I’m...” Her words failed, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to will away the tears pooling in her eyes. She didn’t have time for that- she only had time to hide the evidence.”Gundham, the Tanaka Empire shall never fall. I will... I will make sure of it, even in your passing. Thank you for everything, Gundham.”

It was the least she could promise. Even if she were to leave here, to return to her people, Gundham would never fail to cease in her memory. She crouched down to the other, gently cupping his cheeks between her hands. 

“...Farewell, Gundham. Thank you for a fine duel- you truly are incredible.”

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“You asked how I was and told me to be honest! Fuck you!” Kei covered their head from the other’s hits, Fuyuhiko being the same height as them making it an easy target.

Somehow, it was sort of amusing to see him pissed off at a simple statement, even though it surprised them that he cared enough about it. Maybe they needed better coping mechanisms, who knew?

“I get it, I get it-!” They swatted his hands away, adjusting their robes. “I need better ways to manage my bullshit! I got it, you can stop trying to literally beat that into my head! …I guess the answer to my ‘how are you’ is gonna be ‘pissed off,’ now. Unless?”

The familiar feeling of anger coiled in his chest as he watched the other defend himself, scowling as his hands were swatted away from the other. His eyes locked on the other, arms folded across his chest as he stared at them firmly.

“Maybe I wouldn’t have to beat it into your skull if it wasn’t so fucking dense! Don’t fucking hit me with that shit either! I’m not in the mood for your weird ‘unless’ shit, what the fuck do you even mean?” Any meme-related joke Kei told would always fly over his head; they weren’t anything Fuyuhiko was interested in. “You need to either find a way to manage your bullshit or let the fucking people around you help you find a way- I don’t give a shit! But you can’t continue to fuck with everyone’s feelings. We’ve lost enough fucking lives without you joking about taking your own goddamn life. That shit just fucks us all up even more.”

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@lcsthcpe said: ❝Whoa, hey, you okay there?❞ (Fuyuhiko!!) 

Gundham didn’t often get sick- taking care of himself and his health was always a priority for him. But it was clear something was wrong, and that the breeder wasn’t feeling like himself.

“Do not.. come any closer.” He warned between wheezy breaths, one arm on the wall to keep himself up as the other was held up to try to keep the Yakuza heir at a distance.

His head was pounding, and his vision was beginning to swim; no amount of blinking or trying to shake it off was helping. The ground beneath him felt as if it was swaying, or perhaps preparing to open wide and let him plummet to the depths of hell then and there.

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“Don’t try to pull that kind of shit with me.” There’s no malice in his tone, but it’s become increasingly obvious to Fuyuhiko that Gundham wasn’t in any condition to make such a demand- the bastard looked like he’d topple over with the lightest brush of wind. “I’m going to take you back to your cottage. I’m not going to let you just fuckin’ collapse here.”

He’s already taking steps forward, although his eyes don’t flit away from Gundham for a spare second. Gundham, right now, appears to Fuyuhiko as a caged, ill animal; one willing to potentially lash out if he were to make the wrong step, even if it hurt him in the long run. It wouldn’t stop Fuyuhiko from trying to help, however- after all, if he were in Gundham’s shoes, and Peko was in his own, she would...

His throat felt tight as he reached out for the other. 

“Just let me help you, okay? Seriously. I’m not going to pull any weird shit.”

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Δ = playing with their hair . (tomoko to sonia? or possibly with hina)

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Sonia hummed peacefully, hands folded in her lap as she allowed the other to play with her hair. She was rather accustomed to the feeling of others playing with her hair; after all, as the Ultimate Princess, she oftentimes had people waiting on her hand and foot for many basic necessities considered to be unfit for a princess to complete herself. 

“Would you allow me to play with your hair as well? I believe you’d look splendid with your hair pulled back- perhaps in a braided bun?” 

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↱ [ for Keebs or Kokichi-! uvu ]

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↱ = being lost with them .

“Aww man... we’re lost, aren’t we?” A pout tugs on the corners of Kokichi’s lips, his hands folded behind his head as he cranes his head to look up for a brief moment. “Look on the bright side, though, Shuichi- you’re stuck with me!”

He turned to look at the other, lips upturned in a grin now instead. He rocked on his feet for a brief moment, hands tucked in his pockets. 

“Beats being stuck with Kaito, huh, partner? Don’t worry- I’m sure you’ll figure it out!”

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“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!” (majutsuxshi to,,, also Baby Gangster)

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“Then stop fuckin’ joking about killing yourself, you bastard!” Fuyuhiko didn’t seem to be joking at all. Each time Kei joked about their own mortality and their life, Fuyuhiko felt concerned. Even if Fuyuhiko himself could understand, in part, it felt wrong to hear Kei constantly making jokes about it and it bothered him. It didn’t help that The Killing Game was still, very much, a thing- and hearing Kei say he was just being honest somehow pissed him off even more. “It’s not funny- what kind of fuckin’ game do you think you’re playing?!”

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回 = patching a wound . (majutsuxshi to Fuyuhiko)

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“I don’t need your help, I can get it myself-” He tries protesting, although it’s obvious that he’s almost... flustered by the other’s attempt to take care of him. It felt silly, almost, how much everyone else seemed to care about him- each time he’d gotten injured, there was genuine concern from the others. Of all people in a Killing Game, Fuyuhiko felt he would be the one everyone would avoid- the one everyone would reasonably target as a danger. 

But that wasn’t the case. It especially wasn’t the case after... after Peko, when he’d been trying his best to finally get along with everyone and carry out a life worth living.

With a deep breath, his hand fell from where he’d gone to slap the other’s away, instead grumbling something under his breath and turning his head away from Kei.

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☽ = wandering alone at night ((Kiibo maybe?

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“Are you alright? It’s well-past nighttime and the Student Council forbids wandering the grounds afterwards. I will have to ask you to proceed back to your dorm in order to ensure your safety and the safety of everyone else.”