Historias de Momotakaito

Kokichi Ouma was in control of it all. Finally, at the front of his favorite TV show, watching his fellow classmates kill each other for the world's enjoyment. It should've been perfect. However, a blow to the head ruined it all. His time as the mastermind may be in danger.

a short poem from Ouma's point of view; takes place in chapter 4.

Thought I'd redo this since ig my writing style has updated a bit plus! My headcanons and stuff like that have upgraded so I'll probably put that as my second chapter if not properly later on! ‼️Quick heads up I headcanon Shuichi to be trans-masc! So please before commenting anything transphobic understand that me the creator of this fic is trans-masc myself‼️ 🚫smut🚫(×× will be in the chapter name) 🌷fluff🌷 💧angst💧 ⭐head-canons⭐ Looking for requests

A rarepair me and my gf started shipping ironically and like most things turned into shipping it unironically, this fic is for them. I didn't think this would be the first danganronpa fic I would publish but here we are. Kaito is having trouble with coming to terms with his sexuality and Rantaro helps.

Basically a rewrite fanfic of the hunger games and stuff but with danganronpa v3 since I just recently finished the third Hunger Games book ☝️ but yeah I came up with this idea in the middle of watching the first hunger games movie (which I still gotta finish, especially with the fact I'm watching it with my mom and I have younger siblings). But anyway I hope you enjoy this mess of a fanfiction. Anyway I'm just gonna put a semi spoiler warning here since it'll include things inspired by the hunger games, but I'm probably gonna end up rewriting a decent amount (Especially the Katniss and Peeta relationship, you'll see why later). Especially since I'm not gonna rewrite any of the characters to fit what I'm going to do in this story and stuff. Also, 90% of the stuff in this fanfiction isn't mine, nor am I claiming it as my own. I don't own The Hunger Games, nor do I own Danganronpa.

"It's hard to hate you when I love you.." - None of the art throughout this fanfiction is my art ♡ - This is my first Oumota Fanfic and a Non-Despair AU. It's also the first fanfic I have ever tried writing and I'm both nervous and excited to share my dumb ideas to the internet where I can easily get judged and hated. Please help me :') - The plot is basically all the v3 characters are living normal lives. In this AU all the characters have just finished university/college and are beginning to live as adults. Some have apartments, some live with their parents, some have their own houses and families. I'll name the ships that happen at the beginning of the chapter that they are presented in. - If you have any advice or recommendations please comment so I can get ideas and learn advice from experienced writers. ❤

"When You Wake Up, Are You Alone?" THIS WAS A VENT STORY! (I Wrote Most Of It When I Felt Down But I Finished It When I Was Better)

No I don't hate Momota I just wanted to see how this would play out without Momota. Because.. You see.. Momota was the one helping everyone. He was the one responsible for Makis character development, for Saiharas, and I want to see how it would be without him. Pls don't expect me to write fast I'm a lazy shit

Just a bunch of Oumota oneshots :) I will write fluff and angst

Will her heart beat again? Will she change her view on humanity? //Pregame!Akamatsu Kaede x Pregame!Shuichi Saihara//

Kokichi can't die,if he does he just respawns on the place where he died.

Yukine Miyuki is a really unlucky girl with Dissociative Identity Disorder. She's so Unlucky that she received the title of Ultimate Unlucky Student, but in the same way she seems to know a lot more than other people do so she received the title of Ultimate Information Broker. However even she doesn't know how to end the killing game? Will she be able to figure out what she needs to put an end to it? This is the story following the Unlucky Informant Broker, Miyuki as she is in a killing game with 16 other Ultimate students.

Kokichi finds himself waking up in a dream like land. Never ending grass...long winding rivers... He remembers some things. How the killing game started, the people he had met...but he remembers nothing else. The same could not be said for the boy he woke up with. This is my first story on Wattpad, although definitely not my first try at writing. I really hope you enjoy! (All criticism is appreciated, just try not to be rude:) I am kind of a beginner after all so there's obviously going to be aspects to critique and it would be helpful)

Most will be angst I project onto Kokichi a lot too

I'm taking requests cuz im not that smart

Give me requests for ships to do the first page is my rules and thats it.

Four thrones, two planets at war. Years ago, two princes disappeared and turned into a legend. Said legend would collide with four individuals. An unconfident detective in training, an astronaut hopeful with joy in his heart despite other's scorn, a princess training to receive her birthright to protect the lost heirs, and an assassin who had forgotten what it was like to be human.

"You know... there's a better way to end a fight." Eyebrows drawing together, Kaito pauses with the cigarette halfway to his lips. "You say that like you know from experience," he says. (A different kind of pregame fic. Kaito finds that Kokichi is the farthest thing from weak.)

This is a collection of some students looking after an age regressed Kirumi Tojo! And I take requests!