《Danganronpa/sdra2/dra one shots》Rantaro x reader
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⚠️warning⚠️
⚠️mega spoiler for the first and last trial, as in revealing the big plot twist of the game⚠️
⚠️also it's more angsty then a teenager on a Sunday night listening to chemical romance at 3am⚠️
Rantaro wanted to cry he wanted to shout out for you but he knew he couldn't
No words came from you either you just looked down
"It's voting time!" everyone heard monokuma yell as they pressed their votes to (y/n)
Y'ALL ARE FUCKING DUMB THE KILLER IS TSUMUGI
*rapidly votes for tsumugi*
Shuichi: the fuck am I doing?
Rantaro (why when I type Rantaro it comes up with 🧑🍳 this emoji) hand started to shake as he hesitantly voted for you.
You smiled at him but it quickly dropped as a chain wrapped around your neck and started to drag you to the execution room.
Rantaro eyes widened and be tried to run to grab your hand but he was too late.
He looked away not being able to see how your body was tortured but he couldn't do anything about the screaming that came from you.
(I'm just making it sound dirtier and dirtier without even trying make it dirty)
"It's all my fault..." he mumbled to himself
He blamed himself cause he exposed your plan and he is the reason why everyone voted for you.
"You mean to tell me... (Y/n) was falsely accused and died for nothing" Rantaro said in rage throuth his teeth.
Shuichi looked down in shame, Rantaro was just about ready to rip the podium off the ground and throw it at tsumugi (me too bro)
(Idk why but when the piano for Kaede came on it just made me think of the reader playing the instrumental of their favourite song like
*sad scene comes on, everyone is crying*
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*death mental comes on*)
Rantaro began to remember all the times you had together and he also remembered that look of betrayal you had in your eyes when he first started to accuse you and reveal your plan.
Rantaro began to cry, the tears landing on the podium, his knees became weak and he fell to the floor while crying, his hands keeping on the podium but his head down
"We're both gonna miss them, we're gonna miss everybody" Shuichi out a hand on Rantaro shoulder, Rantaro looked at Shuichi with a distant look
"I can't help but blame myself..." he confessed
"It wasn't our fault tha-"
"I know, I know, but all she/he/they wanted to do was end the killing game and in the end he/she/they were completely innocent.... Sometimes I wonder if I showed them/her/him my survivor perk things would of turned out differently..." Rantaro looked at the ground now a his foot messed around with a rock from the now blown up school.
"And I miss Kaede, (y/n) never meant to 'kill' her and he/they/she never did plan to kill her, she was just at the wrong place at the wrong time" shuichi did quotations when saying kill
"Guess they were both innocently murdered" Shuichi added
Rantaro nodded and headed to the light to escape the danganronpa game
₩₳₭Ɇ Ʉ₱ ₩₳₭Ɇ Ʉ₱ ₩₳₭Ɇ Ʉ₱ ₩₳₭Ɇ Ʉ₱
[̲̅W][̲̅a][̲̅k][̲̅e] [̲̅u][̲̅p]
Rantaro could slowly hear whatever words whoever is but not quite
W̷a̷k̷e̷ u̷p̷ w̷a̷k̷e̷ u̷p̷ w̷a̷k̷e̷ up
Wake up!
Rantaro quickly lifted himself up and breathed from shock as if he had a nightmare
He was attached to a bunch of machines and he had clothes that made him look like a high school boy
"Hey your okay!" he could hear a familiar voice next to him
He looked and his eyes widened, it was (y/n) but in a school uniform (or a different one if your character where's a school uniform)
He instantly wrapped his arms around you "I'm so sorry!" and "I missed you so much" he yelled in tears
You hugged back and patted his head
"I missed you too"
You pulled away from the hug
"It wasn't your fault okay, your not to blame"
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