Maki Harukawa & Kaito Momota
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| Gen Relationship | |
|---|---|
| Relationship: | Maki Harukawa & Kaito Momota |
| Alternative name(s): | JPN Pairing Name/s: n/a ENG Pairing Name/s: n/a |
| Fandom: | Dangan Ronpa |
| Type: | Combi; Gen (Female & Male) |
| Canonical?: | Yes; semi-canon with feelings on Harukawa's end |
| Prevalence: | Popular |
| Archives: | n/a |
| See also: | n/a |
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Maki Harukawa & Kaito Momota is a popular gen (combi in Japanese) relationship within the Dangan Ronpa fandom. The ship is between Maki Harukawa and Kaito Momota, both prominent characters. It has been shipped since Dangan Ronpa V3: Killing Harmony was released in 2017.
The romantic interpretation of their relationship, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito is much more popular with fans and is considered semi-canonical.
Canon Background
Popular Tropes & Fanon
- Friendship: many fans believe they'd make good friends even if they aren't dating, as seen in the canon Maki Harukawa & Kaito Momota & Shuichi Saihara. Many friendship works incorporate Shuichi Saihara in some way, often as a main character.
- Character Study: popular for Dangan Ronpa gen fics overall.
- Angst, Hurt/Comfort and Fluff are all prevalent, with many Non-Despair AUs acting as fix-it works.
- Pre-Relationship / Unresolved Sexual Tension: short gen stories may imply a romance would happen if they could just knowledge and admit their feelings.
Subjects of Fannish Interest & Meta
Example/Notable Fanac
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Fan Communities/Fan Events
Fan Blogs
Fan Fic
- and the stinging subsides eventually by joeri (2018), as if it's something to be ashamed of— as if he's an utter embarrassment.
- FLOwERs FOR MAChiNES by awakened_treepanda (2021), But she wasn’t a perfectly cut handkerchief, unblemished and decorated with pretty patterns. She was a rag; misshapen, torn at the seams, stained with red. Her only purpose was to wipe the blood off a knife before being discarded into a fire, burning away until no trace remained of its existence. She was fated to live in the shadows, either snuffing out small lights of life or shying away from its radiance entirely— “Maki Roll!” —until she was hauled over a broad shoulder and forced under the light, exposing herself to its soothing warmth.