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indie, private & selective shuichi saihara of drv3. written by jade.

[escfiction]

musaeon‌:

@escfiction ♡’d for a starter!

     “And a one and two and- AH!”

     It’s with a startled yelp that she goes down, a small ‘oof’ escaping the dancer’s lips once she’s on the ground. At least this time it’s not a serious fall, a quick glance over herself and checking for injuries tells her that. A bit of pain from it, but nothing that won’t go away in a few hours. She’ll be fine.

     Still…it’s not like I don’t have a luxury of time but…

     Alyssa sighs, lying down on her back and looking up at the sky, sighing softly to herself. Sure, she’s a student here, at Hope’s Peak Academy of all places (a dream come true for so many) but she still feels like she has something to prove. That out of anyone they could’ve scouted for this year, it was her. That she was given the chance to be here and given the title she has (and she wears it with pride of course) but…there’s something that comes with that.

     With this title comes a lot of pressure. That she has to own up to it and she’s not allowed to let people down. She doesn’t want to of course but that doesn’t mean those thoughts don’t slip in from time to time. She loves dancing with all her heart and she wants to show that she deserves this title and this chance, despite all of her doubts and worries.

     “Oh well…that’s why I keep practicing of course…” And speaking of she should get back to it. She pushes herself up to a sitting position, stretches a bit and then stands up, ready to get back to dancing when…

     “Ah, Saihara-kun!” she calls out to the detective, spotting him near where she is. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in class?” They both should be but she has her reasons for not being there right now.

Thoughts run amok in his head, without organisation or any real purpose besides keeping him from his goals. Despite everything, despite how fortunate he is to be here at Hope’s Peak Academy— there’s times like now when the weight of it all feels just a little too much to bear.

With recognition comes more cases. With more cases comes less time to sit down and think about anything that isn’t strictly related to said cases. This week in particular has been packed with case after case, and he’s found that today, his only free time is... when he should be in class.

It’s another privilege for the Ultimates, isn’t it? They don’t have to attend every class. Not technically.

Some amount of guilt gnaws at him, but he tries to push it aside, to focus on having some time to breathe—

Until he hears a yelp, that is. Concern mixed with detective instincts quickly leads him to the source of the sound, and it’s there he finds... a familiar face.

“Ah... Alyssa-san.” Addressing her in return, Saihara acknowledges her question but doesn’t quite answer it. “I... could ask the same to you. I heard a yelp... Are you okay?”

[escfiction]

truthmissed‌:

a flash - bang of pain , and his head had shattered into nothingness. pain had been only momentary, but it’d been enough to make him realize that he’d been dead–

when his consciousness comes back though, there’s no ghost of the past that he’d expected to linger.

ah, he thinks. this is the afterlife. he’d never believed in it. a voice sounds, but he can’t make the words out – his consciousness boots awake into reality, drawing itself away from fiction.

…

“ah…”

his voice is hoarse, and the sound escaping his lips is more of a dry exhale searching for water. the afterlife… feels so ridiculously mortal, so ridiculously human. 

eyes blearily open, not sure what to expect– his body is heavy, weighted, non-responsive. 

… maybe he was alive…? 

he tries to form words, but nothing comes out– he mouths an obvious question, but his voice stays dead.

where am i…?

as his gaze focuses. 

where is he…?

he can’t turn his head to the side, but… he stirs slightly, attempting to.

Is it a moment he’d anticipated? A moment he’d been prepared for? Truthfully, the answer doesn’t matter. Either way, this moment is very much real. It’s very much happening.

Dishevelled hair is further swept out of place as his head snaps over to take a proper look at Amami—

And his unmistakably open eyes.

“A-Amami-kun...”

Hand shaking, his teacup almost falls to the floor and shatters. Thankfully, he’s able to quickly put it down before it does.

For all the questions Amami might have... he has some answers. Will they be enough? How will Amami-kun react? No, that’s not what’s important right now. What’s most important, first and foremost is...

“I... H-Here.”

Instead of pouring some tea for him right away, a bottle of water is offered, the logic behind it being that it’d likely be easier to drink.

“Don’t try moving too much... Your body isn’t—”

Somewhat hurried words come to a pause.

“...used to it.”

[escfiction]

i’m finally Here & recovered enough from my illness to start properly writing! sorry abt that. it took a bit longer to recover & feel up to writing long form again. i’ll be getting to everything i owe (including those starters) today/tomorrow! in the meantime, my starter call is still open & feel free to im me to plot anytime! especially for any of my au verses, bc unless specified i’ll tend to stick w/ canon verses.

thank you all for the patience!!

[maskslain]

“They will make you think every person you meet is wearing a mask to hide their fangs.                                & they will be wrong.”

private, selective, and indie. ( template | art ) personals do not interact.

[escfiction]

soo... turns out i got a lot sicker than expected, hence why i haven’t been around until now. i’m still pretty sick, but i’ve been sleeping most of my days away & i think it’s been helping. starters will be done as soon as i’m feeling up to writing them! hopefully over the next few days. & as always, ims are open for plotting, etc! i’ll just take a bit longer to reply until i’m fully recovered.

[escfiction]

hello! i know i haven’t put out a proper fancy promo or anything yet, but i’m jade & it’s nice to meet everyone!! i’m super excited to start writing so i’m gonna kick things off already w/ a starter call. with that said, please like this post for a starter! any multimuses, please specify which muse. & if there’s any specific verse (whether it be main/canon or an au) you’d like a starter for, please reply with it. you can even ask for multiple that way, honestly. i’m ready to just go wild here. ofc, my ims are also open for any plotting!

[escfiction]

@truthmissed​​

Virtual reality. After everything they’d been through, the truths and lies they’d been fed...

Not a single soul had died. Every death had been contained within virtual reality. Though he would assume that fact alone is something most would consider worthy of celebration and happiness, he feels anything but. 

Nothing changes the pain they endured. Nothing changes the fact that most of his friends are still asleep. He’s been making a daily effort to sit beside the bed of every one of them with some tea, just in case they wake up. Right now, it’s time for him to sit by Amami.

Taking a sip of the tea he’d prepared, his gaze travels upwards— falling again once meeting the end of the wires and monitors.

“...You deserve better than this, Amami-kun. You... all do. I’m sorry.”

But it’s the reality of the situation. A reality he’ll remind himself of with every waking moment that passes. Since Danganronpa’s end, the word ‘hope’ has left a sour taste in his mouth, yet... it’s unavoidable right now, isn’t it? He can’t help holding onto some sort of hope that everyone who died will wake up, including Amami-kun.

[escfiction]

@maskslain​​

Friendship doesn’t come easily to the assassin. It isn’t something he knows. Anyone who had reached out a hand to him had eventually learnt his... job. And, once he’d been accepted into Hope’s Peak Academy, he’d decided to not even try hiding his ‘talent’ in the first place.

That’s why it had caught him off-guard when the Ultimate Idol insisted on befriending him. He’s still not certain that it’s a good idea, considering his line of work. No, he’s most positive that it’s quite the awful one. Yet, he finds that part of him... wants to reach out his hand to her too.

Standing outside of class now, waiting for the idol to walk out, he’s not entirely sure what he’s doing. Upon sensing her approaching the door, he’s still not sure, but...

“...Harukawa-san?”

Clutching onto his bag a little tighter, a soft voice is raised just enough to be heard over the bustling hallway.

“I was wondering if... ah... you’d like to go somewhere...”

[escfiction]

hi? hello?? calling into the void... an independent, private, selective SHUICHI SAIHARA of DANGANRONPA V3! i still need to finish up some things (well, just my tags, pretty much) but if you’re interested in interacting, please give this a like or reblog! & make sure to check out my guidelines first. i also have quite a lot of verses already, if you’d like to check those out too. i’ll probably make a fancier promo soon, but i just wanna get the show on the road for now.

[yamtaroh]

happy! saihara! 

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