#dvr3 imagines

[saihara-shuichi-imagines]

First Time’s The Charm

Shuichi is trying his best to broach the topic of sex to his girlfriend but his friends keep trying to ‘help’. Enjoy! - Mod Korekiyo

“I just shouldn’t have told you,” Shuichi lamented, putting a dish away. He often liked when Kaito hung around while he did his chores. It made him feel like they flew by faster. However, Kaito just make his chores longer today. “Please, do not tell anyone else.” “You sure you don’t need any help?” The astronaut said, wiggling his eyebrows.”This would be your first time. It’s natural to be scared-” “I’m not scared! I-I’ve been thinking about this for a while now and I know I can handle it! Please, do not interfere.” “I can help set the mood-” “Momota, please! Just don’t do ANYTHING.” The boy begged, putting away some silverware. “I can handle this.”

He picked you up at your house on time, taking you to one of the finest restaurants in town. Once seated, he made sure to have your hand in his, staring dreamily into your eyes from across the table. “Saihara, this is beautiful,” You sighed lovingly, making the boy blush. “I feel so loved.” “Speaking of which,” Shuichi started. “I-” “Welcome! I will be your waiter this evening!” Shuichi’s entire face just dropped and he immediately looked to his waiter who was sporting a false mustache. “Ouma!?” “Sorry, Never heard of him,” The waiter who was totally not Ouma said. “What can I get you both to start with? A little wine?” “This can’t be happening.” Shuichi panicked, wanting to curl up into a little ball. “I’ll have water.” You said simply, flicking Ouma’s fake mustache. He giggled and when it fell of he just stuck it back on upside down. “And for you sir?” “Ouma? What are you doing here?” “Trying to take your order but you’re being difficult about it.” The leader pouted. “Anyway, Y/N, would you be interested in hot chocolate?”  “… But it’s the middle of the summer?” “So? Chocolate is natures aphrodisiac-” “That’s it,” Shuichi stood up, grabbing your hand and yanking you from your chair. “We’re not hungry. Come on, Y/n.” “H-Hold on, Shuichi, What’s going on?” “Do come back now!” Ouma yelled happily. As you left, the manager approached him. “….Do you work here?” “Nah,” He said, sticking his fake mustache to his forehead. “I quit.”

Shuichi didn’t say a word since leaving the restaurant. He was on his phone, begging for Kaito to pick up the phone but he never did. You shuffled on the side awkwardly, wondering what was going on. At this point, you were just walking down the street, listening to him threaten Kaito’s voicemail. You had enough and grabbed his arm, making him look at you. “You want to tell me why we left? I skipped lunch because you said you were taking me to dinner-” “I-I’m sorry.  I promise, I’ll take you to eat but I-” “Flowers!” A passing street vendor yelled, cutting him off. “Flowers for that special someone!” He rolled his cart further down, stopping beside you and Shuichi. You smiled and Shuichi almost did…. until he noticed the vendor. “Amami?!” “Hello~” He said in a sing song voice. “Flower for the special lady?” He teased, twirling his fake mustache. Shuichi pinched the bridge of his nose while you smelled the roses on the cart. “Ah, Roses. Good choice.” “That’s literally the only flower you have on that cart,” Shuichi pointed out. “Irrelevant! You know,” He started, turning to you. “Roses stand for love and passion-” “Amami, get out of here!” Shuichi yelled, attracting some unwanted attention from passersby. You were a little alarmed by Shuichi’s behavior but Rantarou eased your mind, putting a perfectly bloomed rose in your hair. “Here you are my dear, free of charge. My your night be filled with love and passion-” “Y/N, Come on, I know where I can take you!” Shuichi said frantically, grabbing your hand and leading you to the nearest park. You kept questioning him but he just continued to mumble curses to himself.

On the other side of the park was a nice little cafe. You were a little overdressed for it but at least the walk was nice. As you both walked through the park, excited for the cafe, you stopped on a bridge and looked down at the racing creek. “Oh, Shuichi look!” You said happily. “Baby ducks!” He smiled softly and joined you at the edge of the bridge, seeing the family of ducks waddling alone the edge of the water. “They’re so cute.” “You’re cuter.” “Oh Shuichi-” “Gondola rides!” You gasped, hearing that someone was offering gondola rides. Shuichi groaned, already hating whoever was rowing towards the bridge and yelling up to you. As he suspected, it was another one of his friends. “Gondola rides! Free of charge to men with beautiful girlfriends.” Shinguuji Korekiyo said sweetly, joining the trend of wearing a false mustache. Shuichi smacked his hand on his face, tired of these shenanigans  “Oh that sounds lovely!” You said, tugging Shuichi’s arm. “Can we go on a ride?” “Why are you wearing a mustache on your mask?” Shuichi asked, Annoyed. The anthropologist shrugged and the detective groaned, grabbing your hand and leading you away.

Shuichi was beginning to annoy you. He’d been rude to his friends all night, who from your point of view only wanted to help him. It was making you a little sick. You finally got to eat dinner and Shuichi offered to get you a cab, guessing that you were tired of walking for tonight. As you got in the cab, you cuddled up to him and he gave the driver your address. “Shuichi, why were you so mean to everyone?” He bit his lip and let out a deep breath before he spoke. “Because… I just want to be alone with you…” He cupped your face in his hands. He didn’t even notice that the music in the cab changed to something romantic and slow. “I love you Y/N….and I wanted tonight to be special-” Shuichi was broken from his confession when he noticed the LED fake candles all over the taxi. He held his breath, realizing he walked into another trap. “Shui-” “Stop the taxi.” He said darkly. the driver obliged, pulling to the side and leaning into the back seat to check on you both. You almost lost it, seeing who the driver was… also sporting a false mustache. “Something wrong buddy?” “Kaito! You’re ruining my date!” “I don’t know who you’re talking about sir-” Shuichi reached forward suddenly, ripping the mustache off Momota’s face. “Ow You jerk! WHAT IF THAT WAS REAL!?” ‘IT’S NOT EVEN THE SAME COLOR AS YOUR HAIR YOU ASSHOLE!” “What the hell is going on tonight?” You finally asked, Shuichi didn’t even care about tact anymore. “I’ve been trying to talk about you and I taking our relationship a little…further and I made the mistake of telling Momota about it!” “I’ve only been trying to help! He wants to fuck you, really bad-” “I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP TO FUCK HER-” Shuichi slapped both hands over his mouth, immediately regretting speaking about you like that. “I Didn’t mean-” “You could have just told me,” You giggled poking his nose. Sensing the situation mending itself, Kaito continued driving. “Shuichi. I love you… to be honest I’ve been thinking about it, too.” “…I-I’m sorry about tonight.. I was just so worried that I was rushing things and I wanted to do this as…romantic as possible.” He took your hands in his, pressing his forehead against yours. “This is all my fault…I should have just relaxed and-” “We’re here!” Kaito said, rolling down the window to reveal he was in front of your house. You smirked opening the car door and giving Shuichi a kiss on the cheek. “…Would you… like to come inside?” “You or the house?” “Kaito!”  “I’m just joking!” He defend, “Pretend I’m not here.” Shuichi rolled his eyes and looked back at you, a light blush staining his house. “I’d love to.”

Kaito watched you and Shuichi walk into the house, walking close and giggling. He dug into the center console, picking up a walkie talkie and grinning ear to ear. “This is Space Dandy, Just dropped Angst Factory and Leading lady off at the house, Over.” “Yeah, Drop the code names,” Korekiyo said flatly. “Rantarou has been arrested for selling flowers without a permit, Over.” “Yeah, I need help over here…. over.” “Space dandy is on the way, Where’s ouma, Over?” “I’m getting a gondola ride…. over. So were we a success? Did he get inside?” “Her or the house?” Rantarou asked. Kaito scratched his chin, seeing a bedroom light turn on upstairs. “…I’m thinking both.”

-Mod Korekiyo just wanted to write something dumb

[fanfiction-fantasies]

Can you write some fluff headcanons for Kokichi Ouma with an Ultimate Hypnotist S/O Basically shenanigans ensue

Shenanigans indeed.

Kokichi Ouma loves pranks, and sees you as a way to pull pranks without the prank-ee remembering.

(At least at first)

He was a little disappointed when he learned the limitations of hypnotism, but he figured that there were ways around it.

Yes, he has made you make someone cluck like a chicken and wouldn’t let you fix it for almost an hour.

He’s even had you hypnotize him to pull pranks. He set several very strict rules for when that happens, but it’s not like you would break those rules.

If you use any shiny trinkets in your work, he will steal a few of them. He hangs them up in his room and looks at them when he needs a pick-me-up.

He will tease you if you have an outfit that mirrors your profession, and will tease you if you don’t. You can’t escape.

He calls you his “partner in crime”.

He promises to introduce you to D.I.C.E! (Is he lying? Who knows)

Goodness help you if you can see through his lies. He’ll try and trick you, and be thrown for a complete loop when you laugh or shrug it off, quickly discovering his truth. Be still his beating heart, he doesn’t know if he’s scared or in love.

He once tried to make a pendant out of soda cans for you. It didn’t work, and he had to get his hands bandaged up.

Ultimate talents aside, he really does like being around you! He will sit in your lap (even if you are smaller than him) and he will fiddle with your equipment. He will also tell stories about some of his adventures! (They are all made up, but that doesn’t matter)

To be completely honest, you are probably the only one he’d be willing to trust out of the whole group. He feels like he can tell you the truth (sometimes).

He will absolutely fall asleep on you. Accept your fate.

[scrivenger-grimgar]

drv3 characters as john mulaney quotes!

Hat Shuichi: hey, you could pour soup in my lap, and i’d probably apologize to you

Ryoma: i’ll keep all of my emotions right here, and then one day, i’ll die.

Kaito, on Kokichi: ‘cause there’s a HORSE, loOOSE in the hosPITAL

Himiko: i am very small... and i have no money..... so you can imagine the kind of stress that i am under...

Miu, planning murder: and without looking up at me, Kiibo just said, “you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair.”

Kokichi during trials: and i said “No.” yeknow? like a LIAR!

Tsumugi: time for StreetSmarts with Detective Shirogane! SHUT UP! yer all gonna die! STREETSMARTS!

Rantaro, recounting his time in the USA: a hundred, drunk, white, teenagers, yelling “fuck. DA. po-lice.”

Korekiyo, on his sister: wE DONT HAVE TIME TO UNPACK *ALL* OF THAT!!!

Angie: because we’re DVR3, and life is a fucking nightmare!!!~♪

[saihara-shuichi-imagines]

‘SHSL Performing Arts S/o with high standards’

How about saihara with shsl performing arts prodigy s/o that also very strict on themselves when performing?

Let’s do this! I hope you like it :3

-Mod Korekiyo 

You let out a low groan, throwing your script as far away from you as possible, hitting the bedroom door.

Hearing the loud thud at the door, Shuichi peered inside, seeing another session of you beating yourself up over line delivery

You went on about how unconvincing you were and it scared him a little honestly.

You were ridiculously serious about this

When he first learned that he was frozen, just watching you berate and punish yourself over something as simple as not conveying enough emotion.

Now it was more commonplace

He just made sure to get you water and try to get you to ease up on the things you would say about yourself.

While he didn’t approve of it he didn’t think it was his place to tell you that you were overreacting.

This is what you do.

You know it better than he does and he’s not going to get in your way if you deem this absolutely necessary.

He makes sure not to say anything about your performances. If he says it was good, you’ll ask him what kept it from being great. If he says it was great you’ll try and wear him down to give you criticism of some kind.

You can’t just take a fucking compliment

He enjoys your passion but damn is it scary.

-Mod Korekiyo