#saiouma fanfic

[the-midnight-post]

| Written for A Picture's Worth 1000 Words' October Prompt |

Rating: T Fandom: Dangan Ronpa V3 Relationship: Ouma/Saihara Characters: Saihara Shuichi | Ouma Kokichi Additional Tags: Alternate Universe | Alternate Universe - Horror | Psychological Horror | Being Lost | Storms | Ghosts | Short One Shot | 1000 Words Challenge Words: 1,000 Chapters: 1/1 Summary: Stranded deep in the mountains with a broken down car, no reception, and no hope of help beyond whoever owns that lonely house, what else is Saihara to do but knock on their door? Perhaps only one other thing: Regret ever having done so.

Read With Me on Ao3

[wisheduponastar]

Bail me out? (905 words, M/M)

For Day 21 of @danganronpashipmonths Saioma month. Inspired by the prompt : Cellmates

It’s almost twelve at night, there shouldn’t be any reason Shuichi is getting a call. To be fair, there isn’t much (good) reason he should be up this late either. He’s working on a case, he tells himself. In reality it’s because something in his brain won’t switch off and let him rest. But at the same time… if someone’s calling, it is probably important. There aren’t many reasons he’d call someone this late on a Tuesday night. --------- Shuichi picks up the call anyway, only for it to be Kokichi calling him and asking him to bail him out of jail - to which Shuichi agrees to do, and comes to pick him up. They talk for a bit in the car, and Shuichi is more honest when he's tired...

Read on Ao3 or below

It’s almost twelve at night, there shouldn’t be any reason Shuichi is getting a call. To be fair, there isn’t much (good) reason he should be up this late either. He’s working on a case, he tells himself. In reality it’s because something in his brain won’t switch off and let him rest. But at the same time… if someone’s calling, it is probably important. There aren’t many reasons he’d call someone this late on a Tuesday night.

Shuichi picks up his phone quickly, squinting at the light for a second before checking the number. It’s unknown, because of course it is. There’s a second when he thinks about declining, but then he does decide to pick up. Almost instantly he holds the phone away from him as noise bursts through, “Shuichi!”

“Kokichi?” He double-checks the caller ID for a second, before frowning, “What are you calling me on?”

“You’re my one free phone call in jail,” the voice says cheerfully, “Oh, by the way - I probably have to tell you this, but there’s a pretty cute police officer leaning over my shoulder right now and listening in.”

“Hold on,” Shuichi takes a moment to process this, before saying the first thing that came to mind, “Why did you call me?”

“What do you mean?” Kokichi asks, and Shuichi can practically picture him turning his head in confusion, a small smile on his face.

“Shouldn’t you be talking to a solicitor?” Shuichi presses, “You need to know your rights, Kokichi. Do you have legal advice currently, what were you arrested for, are-”

“Geez, don’t be such a buzzkill,” a yawn is suddenly heard from the phone, “I don't, trespassing, and can you pick me up and bail me out?”

“What?”

“Pretty please? With a cherry on top?” Kokichi pauses, “If not I’ll set D.I.C.E. on you.”

“Slow down,” Shuichi says firmly, “Right. Why were you arrested for trespassing?”

“Mmm,” there’s a pause, “No comment, Mr. Police is looking at me suuuper suspiciously.”

“Ok,” Shuichi thinks for a second as well, “Fine. I can come bail you out, how much will it be and where are you being held?”

Just as Kokichi starts to answer, the phone is taken away. Shuichi gets nervous for a second, before a new voice comes in. And then, almost half an hour later, Shuichi arrives at the police station, bail money in hand and with a frown. As he enters, he looks around for a second. There are three people in the room, a receptionist of some kind, a very tired looking police officer, and Kokichi.

“Shuichi!” The way Kokichi immediately brightens makes Shuichi’s heart sing, and he gives a small smile in return. To his relief, Kokichi does stay silent while they sort out all the legal matters, and doesn’t speak again until they’re officially outside the station - and Kokichi is a free(er) man. Somehow, he skips down the street without any worries, “Y’know, thanks Shuichi.”

Kokichi waits a second before continuing, “Shuichi, what’s wrong? Why are you mad? Is it me? Is it? Is it? Is-”

“It’s almost one in the morning Kokichi,” Shuichi looks around, “How do you have that much energy?”

“I actually had a pretty good nap in Ikea, so I’m not that sleepy.”

“I-Ikea?” Shuichi repeats, turning fully around, “That was where you got arrested for trespassing, Ikea?”

“Are you mad?” Kokichi had a smile on his face, “It’s whatevs. I can just pay them later.”

“Of course you can,” shaking his head slightly, Shuichi opens the car door, “Get in.”

“Y’know, that’s the exact same thing the police officer told me. Although I suppose you are with the police, Shuichi.”

“I will set Maki on you,” Shuichi attempts to threaten, although he doesn’t really mind when Kokichi just laughs instead. “Right, to your apartment.”

“To the store.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Can I…” Kokichi trails his voice as Shuichi climbs into the driver’s seat, waiting until he can hear again, “Bribe you?”

“You needed me to pay your bail.”

“Touché.” Kokichi considers again, “I can bribe you without money?”

Shuichi begins to turn the car on, but decides to humour him, “Like what?”

“We could… kiss.”

Something that Shuichi hates about staying up so late is it removes his filter. He becomes incredibly honest, to a more extreme point. And at almost one in the morning, outside of a police station, Shuichi turns fully to face Kokichi. “Alright then.”

His face immediately burns with blush, but as Kokichi’s cheeks become slightly pink too, he stays where he is. Conscious of how fast his heart is beating when Kokichi briefly looks him up and down, before locking their gaze. Shuichi only focuses on Kokichi’s eyes as they become closer, until suddenly their lips intertwine.

Even with the space in between them, it feels completely right - completely natural. Reaching out, Shuichi leans down slightly while his hand tilts Kokichi’s head up. As his hand brushes Kokichi’s face, he can almost see sparkles appearing in Kokichi’s eyes. And when they break, both of their eyes are shining, and both of them are smiling.

Kokichi glances around at their surroundings, and grins, “Wow Shuichi, I wouldn’t expect that from you.”

“W-what do you mean?” Shuichi asks defensively, “You kissed me!”

“Maybe,” Kokichi acknowledges, glancing at Shuichi out of the corner of his eye, with something more in his look, “You’re a pretty good kisser, y’know.”

[nemaliwrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi, Oma Kokichi & Saihara Shuichi Characters: Oma Kokichi, Saihara Shuichi Additional Tags: Hair Dyeing, No Plot/Plotless, POV Oma Kokichi, That ambiguous type of relationship where you can't decide whether to tag it A/B or A&B Summary:

“Do you want the truth or a lie?” asks Kokichi. “You’re lucky — I don’t usually give people a choice, so choose wisely!”

“Does it matter? I won’t be able to tell the difference either way.”

“Aw, come on! Shouldn’t the Ultimate Detective give himself a little more credit?” Kokichi rocks back and forth, ignoring Shuichi’s muttered orders to stop moving. “How about this? Let’s play Two Truths and a Lie! Or maybe Two Lies and a Truth!”

---

Shuichi helps Kokichi dye his hair.

[alieu-cos]

Fanart for Motive 5: Death Games by @lunarleonardo !

ANOTHER!!

This was such a ride to read but it was a genuinely incredible experience. I'm totally gonna read it multiple times!

Sorry for flooding your inbox 😔

Edit: My bad, it's called Motive 5: Death Puzzles. I read the title so many times working on this and I don't know how it didn't click 😅

[nebulastarss]

The timer soulmate au, but one person REALLY doesn't want to meet their soulmate (everything's gone wrong recently, they're so tired emotionally, etc etc) so they resolve to just stay in bed all day. They cancel EVERYTHING.

Unbeknownst to them, their soulmate is having one of The Worst Times.

They meet when their soulmate is bodily launched through their window.

[silverraindropliliacsky]

So I couldn't help myself.

It's simply too good.

[ghostofdiamonds]

guys help I'm thinking about a saiouma promare au

[sasug4y]

OH MY GOD I FUCKING HATE SAIOUMA WHAT THE FUCK UGHDJKSJDIAKDKKSJEKDKCN PLS WHY ARE SAIOUMA FANFIC WRITERS ALLERGIC TO FUCKING HAPPINESS WTF (i just read 25,244 on ao3 and i’m CRUMBLING…)

anyone seeing this pls recommend fics that are angsty with a happy ending or something because I CANT KEEP READING ANGST ONLY… (i literally read dear saihara~ last week bro,,)

[sleepykoi]

Fanart for a saiouma fic a read recently where kokichi is dying from Hanahaki disease (fictional disease where the patient coughs up flower petals)

i dont draw scenes a lot so this was a fun little practice for me! im kinda pissed i wasnt rlly able to incorporate the flowers in the sink but whatevs i like it nonetheless :)

fic link: forget-me-not

time taken: 4 hrs 22 mins

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: The misadventures of Kokichi Ouma wetting himself in front of the boys (and sometimes girls) he likes.

Author: @lestkarrr

Note from submitter: I'm so sorry. I read this when I was 14.

[k0k1ch1111]

NEW FIC STARTED

I spent a lot of time on this lmao so pls do read if interested in saiou and ghosts and probably murder ?

[kites-life-insurance-fics]

Everyone drop your favorite saiouma fanfics please 😭

[wisheduponastar]

The Rain (698 words, M/M)

For Day 23 of @danganronpashipmonths Saioma month. Inspired by the prompt : Dancing in the Rain

“Shuichi! Shuichi!” The excited yells and happy shouting cut through Shuichi’s dreamless sleep, and he blinked once or twice, trying to wake up and make out what the source of the noise was. His room was still barely illuminated, but there was extra weight on him - two hands. Small, and gentle yet very firm, matching the endearing yet annoying tone that continued to speak, “Shuichiiiii!”

-------

It may be almost one in the morning, but it's raining for the first time. The first time since they've gotten out of Danganronpa. And Kokichi loves the rain, and he wants Shuichi to be there with him for it.

Read on Ao3 or below

“Shuichi! Shuichi!”

The excited yells and happy shouting cut through Shuichi’s dreamless sleep, and he blinked once or twice, trying to wake up and make out what the source of the noise was. His room was still barely illuminated, but there was extra weight on him - two hands. Small, and gentle yet very firm, matching the endearing yet annoying tone that continued to speak, “Shuichiiiii!”

“Ko-Kokichi?” Shuichi moved the sheets slightly, throwing them off and pushing himself up slightly, “What are you doing here?”

“It’s raining!” Kokichi told him excitedly, sitting cross-legged at the foot of Shuichi’s bed, steadily moving all of the blankets closer to him, “Now come outside with me, pretty please?”

“What time is it?” Shuichi asked, moving to check the clock before Kokichi answered first.

“It’s one AM-” Kokichi hauled himself off the bed, going to the door and then looking back, “-Bring socks and shoes.”

“Fine,” Shuichi smiled slightly, removing all the covers with a slight sigh, and then a barely stifled yawn. Slipping out of bed was a fairly regular occurrence for him, especially when living with someone like Kokichi. Getting out almost immediately, he briefly grabbed a pair of socks before leaving the door - eyes squinting as the light blared out suddenly. Kokichi was watching from the door, and he reached over and flashed Shuichi a grin, before turning out the light. Eyes incredibly adjusted, Shuichi could still see almost everything.

The white, if more comfortable, almost robe-type thing that Kokichi was wearing, complete with purple embroidery of galaxies and dice, and some fantasy elements. He still had his bandana on as well, tied more loosely - but still there. It was something he tugged on occasionally, as if to remind himself he was still there. And Kokichi was wearing simple velcro shoes, because he could never be bothered with laces this late at night. When Shuich got to him, Kokichi held up his pair of dress shoes - black and sparkling, partially unworn.

“We need shoes for this?” Shuichi asked, raising an eyebrow but beginning to put them on anyway.

“Do you doubt your supreme leader?” Kokichi returned, holding himself up haughtily, “Now - listen!”

Shuichi did begin to listen, immediately. And as he focused, he could hear a soft pitter-patter, the steady beat of light rain. It was raining. And in an odd way, it would be a first experience. As the thought struck him, he glanced at Kokichi - his eyes sparkling as he looked out of their window - raindrops pattering on it, streaking down onto it and distorting the glass even more.

It would be their first rain since the game. And it would be their first rain together, full stop. Reaching out quickly, Kokichi wove his hand into Shuichi’s, looking up at the taller boy and smiling. “Can we go out now?”

“Of course.”

“Yes!” Kokichi grinned, immediately beginning to tug Shuichi out of the door with him; the two heading to the door as fast Kokichi could move, which was pretty fast. Getting to the door, Kokichi briefly opened it before heading outside - his eyes sparkling incredibly, looking around at the rain with a smile; a small ‘nishishishi’ laugh escaping when a few drops landed on him. “Y’know, Shumai - rain’s my favourite weather.”

“Really?” Shuichi asked, looking at his boyfriend as he stood in the rain. It was easy to tell, now that Shuichi looked. Something in his eyes looked as though a joy had settled there, and as more rain went on him - he did seem to smile even more. It was a beautiful, genuine smile - almost as though the water had washed his mask away. Kokichi was still holding his hand, rocking back and forth slightly on his heels as the two just stayed in the rain. Happy, and content.

Checking the street, well-lit and empty, Shuichi had a sudden idea. Gently, he put one hand on Kokichi’s waist, holding the hand with kokchi’s slightly stretched out, in a traditional dancing position. He could see as an extra smile sparked in Kokichi’s eyes, and Shuichi was sure that his eyes looked the same. Shuichi glanced up at the rain again, then to his boyfriend, “Dance with me?”

[sobeksewerrat]

I am fighting the primal instinct to ship two rivals with a blue n red colour pallete that parallel each other...again...and they are predictably both guys...and yes this is about atla...yes I know the ship is obvious guys but just don't say it I am trying my hardest here...but the fanfic is making it really, really difficult...feel free to mock me once I stop this fruitless endeavour and free myself when from drowning in the nile (sorry, I am Egyptian, had to make the joke)

[dangansins-confessional]

My offical list of Saiou recs!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49473091/chapters/124859341

(Completed timeloop fic, 100k+ words)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9670451/chapters/21842975

(Incompleted canon divergence fic, 50k+ words)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53650909

(Incompleted talentswap fic, 100k+ words)

More to be added 😈🔥

Confession 98

[fairytalewonders]

Does anyone know that one Saioma fic on Ao3 that was inspired by Alice: Madness Returns? (Or some other Alice in Wonderland themed game.) I'm trying to find it but can't.