it's mod tox here with our initial promo post for amasai week 2021!!! next year (heh) story is gonna make another one with some of their art but for now here's this :)
amasai week 2021, like last year, will be running from march 16th to march 22nd 2021! as usual we'll have a list of prompts for every day, so here they are!
day one (march 16th): talentswap / canon divergence
day two (march 17th): book / hot chocolate
day three (march 18th): family / forgiveness
day four (march 19th): journey / trail
day five (march 20th): lullaby / silence
day six (march 21st): loud / shield
day seven (march 22nd): free day
please tag your entries with [# amasai week] and [#amasai week 2021], and make sure to tag this blog in every post you make because we want to see what you contribute!
if you have any questions, comments, or concerns, you can shoot us an ask on here, or you can message or send an ask to my main blog, @toxicisnotapineapple or story's @storyflight and we'll be happy to help!
here are the rules and guidelines you all will be expected to follow during this week :)
incestuous and pedophillic and otherwise "problematic" content will NOT BE TOLERATED during this event. that includes shota and step sibling content because i KNOW the amasai community got them nasties. please don't interact.
nsfw content will be prohibited for this week. suggestive content to the extent that there is in danganronpa is acceptable but please don't sexualise minors.
aus and crossovers will be accepted! 😊
all mediums will be accepted but if you are making an edit PLEASE do it with permission from and credit to the original artist. i know loser51 and a couple of other really good japanese artists have stolen uncredited art that's been circulating around for ages but just for posterity please don't edit without credit.
background pairings are allowed!!
no cis genderbends please, but trans or nonbinary headcanons are of course loved and accepted
late submissions will be accepted as late as you are able to post :)
poly ships, like amasaimota, amasaimatsu, and others, are totally accepted!!! amasai should be the focus of course, but we understand if you have a character who's there more than others. it happens, hehe. go fucking apeshit!!!
we'll keep posting update posts and also anothe promo post as the days get closer to the event. promos are mega appreciated, and i'm looking forward to seeing the participation of anyone who decides to join the week!!! cheers!!!
Beck and call (2857 words) by ToxicPineapple
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Amami Rantaro/Saihara Shuichi
Characters: Saihara Shuichi, Amami Rantaro, Other Characters Mentioned
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Developing Relationship, Injured Character, Head Injury, Concussions, Conversations, Light Angst, Unreliable Narrator, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Amasai Week, Saimami Week, Amasai Week 2021, Saimami week 2021
Series: Part 1 of Amasai Week 2021
Summary:
As Saihara enters the library, he stops short, his breath catching in his throat. What happens next, Saihara reasons later on, only takes a couple of moments; but to Saihara, time seems to slow down, everything from his own heartbeat to the scene playing out before him.
Amami is standing by the far bookcase, where Akamatsu set up that last camera, his gaze trained on the ground. It’s hard to tell from this distance, but Saihara thinks his eyebrows are knitted together in confusion. Behind him, the bookshelf is open, and so is the hidden door. Standing in front of it, poised to attack, her arms lifted above her head and a silver shot put ball gleaming from her hands, is Shirogane, the Ultimate Cosplayer, and one of Saihara’s fellow captives.
He doesn’t have any time to draw conclusions from this, but what Saihara does find the time to do is to call, “Amami-kun, look out!” his heart leaping into his throat.
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Saihara doesn't stop to talk to Chabashira and Momota outside the library, and saves a life.
so rantaro’s sisters don’t have canon names so idk how im gonna go about this (note: figured it out dw). also pretend theyre all together and happy blah blah blah anyways enjoy
@amasaiweek hey bestie
Shuichi closed his eyes and breathed out, the sound of the shower running in the room over being the only thing to break the quiet. He was holding a cup of tea in his lap, courtesy of his future father-in-law. The scruffy man with strong arms (good to know where he got them) and cold eyes was a complete gentleman. He had treated the couple to a guest bedroom with an attached bathroom (how big was this house anyway?), and given Shuichi tea to help him fall asleep.
Rantaro was taking a shower after a long day, and as much as Shuichi would’ve loved to join him, he didn’t think it was very appropriate to shower together at his boyfriend’s parent’s house. The traveler was pretty confused, insinuating it wasn’t inherently sexual. He knew that, he just wanted to be as polite as possible. Not to mention if anyone found out and he was teased for it he’d turn into a puddle of embarrassment. Rantaro would’ve liked that though.
So he recounted the events of today. They had driven up a few hours to go to the Amami household, where Rantaro’s parents and six of his sisters lived. The other six were off at college or they moved away and started their own families. Either way, spending the day with his boyfriend’s family was everything he’d hoped for. His youngest sisters sat around Shuichi, asking him questions about being a detective and anything about his life they could think of. Rantaro leaned against the wall, a grin on his face the entire time. One of them, around ten years old Shuichi suspected, offered to paint his nails, which he happily accepted. He now had a thin coat of messy glitter nail polish on, which he quite honestly loved. Dinner with the family was just as fun and eventful, only now it was Rantaro’s parents asking the questions. How him and Rantaro met, how old he was, the works.
His face got very pink whenever Rantaro spoke about him, always getting way too sweet way too casually. At some points he’d reach next to him and place his hand on Shuichi’s knee, or take his hand into his own. The green haired man did this without even looking at his boyfriend, making him incredibly hot in the face. He wished he had his hat to hide it.
“So, when’s the wedding?” Rantaro’s father asked, and Shuichi nearly spit out his water. You see, he called him his future father-in-law earlier, but he never really outwardly discussed the topic of marriage.
Rantaro chuckled, and Shuichi’s face stayed bright red, staring down at his plate. “Woah there dad. Wait ‘til I propose someday, then we can talk about it.” He grinned, and two of his sisters squealed and looked at each other. Shuichi was full of butterflies. Rantaro admitting he would propose someday made a smile spread on his face. The taller squeezed his hand and finally turned to him with a loving grin. Shuichi thought he might pass out from all the blood rushing to his head.
After dinner the younger girls spent hours planning Shuichi and Rantaro’s wedding. Running back and forth to ask each of them questions, creating the most tacky yet adorable wedding plans.
“Shuichi!” He turned his head and smiled.
“Yeah?”
“Do you think you’d wear a dress at your wedding? We were just talking and realized there HAS to be a dress. How is it even a wedding without one?!”
Rantaro smirked at the question, and Shuichi returned to his embarrassed state. “U-Uh maybe, I’m sure I would if you and your sisters designed it!”
She cheered and ran back to the others, scribbling more ideas with colored pencils. Rantaro turned his head, still smirking. “Y’know... I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a dress.”
NOPE. Shuichi thought he was going to vomit up butterflies. Rantaro was being incredibly unfair today. All he did was nod.
“Pretty.” He cooed, and Shuichi slapped his arm lightly. He could only take so much Rantaro charm in front of people.
The girls were put in bed after planning the entire wedding down to the cake (which was going to be pink apparently), and Rantaro decided to take a shower. His father offered Shuichi tea to help him get to sleep and then he was here; Thinking about his day.
The bathroom door swung open and let out a cloud of steam, Rantaro walking out with just a towel around his waist. Shuichi went red again, forcing himself to not stare at his boyfriend’s godly body.
“How was your shower?” He asked.
“Nice and warm. Missed you though, baby.” Rantaro smiled, going to his suitcase for fresh clothes.
They were silent for a minute, before Shuichi spoke up, his thoughts racing. “I uh... I really like it here. They’re all so sweet to me...”
Rantaro perked up and smiled. “As they should be. I told you they’d like you.”
The detective looked down at the blankets. “Did you mean what you said...? About, y’know...”
His boyfriend chuckled and came over to him, holding his face in both hands and lifting his chin so they could be eye to eye. “Proposing?” Shuichi confirmed with a nod. “More than words, my love. But more would spoil the surprise, right?”
Shuichi may have fainted again. “That’s.... I....” He didn’t know what to say, only leaning forward and connecting their lips. Rantaro smiled into it, stroking the boy’s cheek with his thumb.
“I love you, Shu. Thank you for coming here with me.”
He shook his head. “No, thank you for just... being you, I guess. And I love you more.”
