Allow me to Introduce myself. I am Mod Gundham. Aspiring writer and ruler of this blog. Feel free to use any pronouns you see fit for me. I enjoy the color red and my favorite DR game is SDR2. In the past, I've worked on many other blogs as a mod and decided to make one for myself. I hope we shall get along.
Rules to the Empire!
I write headcanons and fics
I wish to keep all works at least PG-13, nothing NSFW please
Please do not rush me, I am a mere human behind the screen
I will not accept Yandere requests
I will write for: THH, SDR2, NDRV3, UDG, and Ryota Mitarai from the anime. As I write for no other character from the anime, Ryota will fall under SDR2.
I do not write character x character unless it's poly
Requests are open!
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This blog is severely lacking content for the game. If you have a request for it, especially concerning the Warriors of Hope, flood my askbox with them!
Maybe hiyoko with a shy s/o? (Shy in the âquiet/listens rather than speaksâ way, not in the âanxious mess (Mikan)â way, if that makes sense ^^)
Tysm if you do this!! Keep being wicked you fell demon <33
Apologies for the wait! I had been struck down with a curse of the fabled blue screen of death. The only remedy to such a curse was to empty the dark depths of my wallet. Fear not, as I have returned from the pits of hell to write once more!
Enjoy, my fallen angel!
-Overlord of Ice, Mod Gundham
Opposites are definitely attracting here. Hiyoko is loud, crude, and excitable. While most would say your calming personality could try and calm her down, itâs actually the opposite. When sheâs with you, she gets energetic. Sheâll tease you and prod at you to try and get a reaction.
If youâre not the affectionate type, thatâs okay. Hiyokoâs clinginess is enough for the two of you. Sheâs a big fan of jumping on your back no matter what youâre doing. There are times where sheâll tell you to lean down for a kiss, just for her to bop you on the head instead.
In front of others, sheâll love to make fun of you as if youâre the one that hangs off of her. âThey may be quiet but theyâre actually a total pervert when weâre alone!â None of your classmates really believe her.
You love to listen and Hiyoko loves to talk. Sheâll tell you about anything: her dance recitals, badmouthing your classmates, anything that comes to mind. Hiyoko loves to sit in your lap while she gossips. Her hand will be deep in a bag of gummies while she rests against your chest.
While she does tease you, and borderline humiliates you, sheâll put you on a pedestal above your other classmates. In her eyes, you could truly do no wrong. Sheâs a small yet fierce guard dog. Sheâll make sure to uplift you while berating anyone else.
If you ever seem like you have something to say, but canât speak up over someone elseâs voice, she will make sure youâre heard personally. âHey! Shut your waste of space mouth! Your breath is stinking up the air.â She would cling onto your arm with a big childish smile. â(Name), didnât you have something to say?â
During the killing game, sheâs glued to your hip. Even though she acts big and bad, Hiyoko is scared of both losing her life or yours. Hiyoko practically moves into your cottage. There is no more privacy, you canât even shower by yourself. If you donât already know how, youâll have to learn how to tie her kimono for her.
Hiyoko will vouch for you during trials and investigations. With your keen listening skills, youâre bound to find something out but you might not have the courage to speak up. If you wanted, sheâd relay the information to the others. Not for them, but for your skills to be recognized.
Due to your quiet nature, youâre often a main suspect in trials. If Hiyoko was busy on the day of a murder, you might be without an alibi. Worry not, as Hiyoko will be your biggest defender. Hajime is at his wits end as heâs called vulgar names one after another. No one gets a chance to speak as she wails about your innocence.
Even if you were to murder someone, she would always be by your side.
â(Name), youâre the only one that couldâve done it.â A spotlight shines down on you as Hajime speaks. All eyes were on you. Frankly, you didnât know what to say. What were you supposed to say while backed into a corner?
Fuyuhiko kissed his teeth, rolling his eyes. âYouâre being accused of murder, and you still canât speak up? How stupid can you be?â
You open your mouth, trying to formulate anything coherent. Before you could say anything, a shrill cry echoed through the trial room.
âWaaaah! You stupid pigshits are picking on them! They would never commit murder!â Hiyoko slams her small fists against the podium. âWhy couldnât you be the victim, Hajime?âÂ
Ignoring the death threat, Hajime explains his reasoning. âIt could only be them. They were the only one on the second island with no alibi.â
âShut up!â Hiyoko was clenching the wood so tight her knuckles were turning white. âI was with them, dumbass! So how about you kneel down and apologize to them like a good mutt!â
With a point of his finger, Hajime shot down that lie. âNo, thatâs wrong! Nagito said he saw you at the beach right before the body discovery announcement. You wouldnât have had time to meet up with them before the time of death.â
Hot tears pooled down her cheeks. Hiyoko knew the truth. She knew you were guilty. She didnât want to face the truth. You werenât supposed to leave her side. âYouâll trust that nasty perv to be honest? Youâre a fucking idiot-!â
âHiyoko.â Your quiet voice reached her ears. She looked at you like a deer in headlights, her body shaking. âThatâs enough. Itâs over.â
âO-overâŠâ Her bottom lip quivers, snot threatening to pool from her nose. âWhy are you giving up? Tell them you didnât kill that stupid whore. Tell them you didnât do anything wrong, you moron!âÂ
Walking over to her podium, you take her into your arms. She fights back for a moment, slamming her fists into your chest.
âIâm sorry, Hiyoko.â
âShut up!â Hit! âShut up!â Hit. âShut uh-uuuuppp!â She slumps into you, sobbing her heart out.
I just read your cat like reader prompt and I'm hoping to request a continuation of it with Kirumi, Maki, Sonia and mahiru
Kirumi, Maki, Sonia and Mahiru with an S/O who has cat-like tendencies.
Kirumi Tojo
-With her calm and almost cold attitude sheâs not one to play into your personality. Early on in the relationship itâll feel more like sheâs your servant rather than your partner.Â
-Once the two of you make it though that awkward patch, Kirumi will be more warm and affectionate. Sheâll pat the top of your head, hold you while stroking your back. Though these affections will only be seen behind closed doors. Kirumi cares deeply about your safety and her professional position.
-Kirumi isnât very fond of your habit of climbing on top of furniture. It makes her worry. If she were to catch you somewhere high up, sheâll lightly chastise you. Telling you how you couldâve gotten hurt up there.
Being a maid, Kirumi comes across many boxes. Sheâll be sure to offer them before tossing them out. She has even made a variety of blankets and pillows for when you decide to curl up somewhere.
Maki Harukawa
-In the early stages of her crush, sheâll treat you like youâre a burden. Scoffing at you, asking if you wanted to die when you brushed up against her body. Deep down she couldnât fight the warmth she felt. Your friendliness was a bright and shining beacon in her otherwise depressing life.
-Maki wasnât given much affection growing up. Your affectionate gestures and cuddling makes her very flustered. Sheâll weakly threaten you, looking away as a blush covers her cheeks. She would reciprocate your affections in small doses; linking pinkies in an empty hallway, buying you a snack from the school store, or sitting close enough for your knees to be touching.
-Kokichi would tease the two of you all the time. âAw, how cute. Makiâs little cat has her all soft now!â Sheâs about three more teasing remarks away from punching him in the throat.
-When you climb on top of something or hide away in a box, Maki just knows. She can somehow locate where you are like a sixth sense. Sheâll tell you to be careful, but other than that you have free range of the counters. In the event you do fall, nine times out of ten sheâll be there to catch you.
Sonia Nevermind
-She thinks youâre just the cutest! Before the two of you were even together, sheâll pet and coo at you. Sonia would be the type to call your attention like she would a cat, she thinks itâs just too adorable. Your classmates were practically gagging at how sappy you guys were.
-Sonia takes any of your affection with open arms no matter where you are. Sheâll pull you into her lap in the middle of class with no shame. Though if you were to ask for her to tone it down she will.
-With her almost sickening amounts of money, Sonia would buy you all the boxes you could ask for, including any pillows, blankets, or comforters youâd want. She cuddles up with you in a pile of blankets, leaving dozens of lipstick kisses on your forehead.
-Upon seeing you lounging somewhere high up, sheâd panic. Asking for you to come down so you wouldnât hurt yourself. If her asking wonât deter you from climbing up dangerous places, sheâll do her best to be there to catch you.
Mahiru Koizumi
-At first sheâd find you pretty annoying, saying the way you acted was childish. Sheâd reprimand you for acting so silly. Something about the way you would laze about, ticked something off in her. Once getting to know you better, sheâd still be on your case but more willing to let things slide.
-She prefers to keep affection in a more private setting, though if you were to be persistent sheâd let you snuggle up to her. Mahiru is used to Hiyokoâs constant clinging, so youâd be another cuddly addition.Â
-On the topic of the traditional dancer, Hiyoko would be pretty mean to you. Yelling about how youâre trying to take away Mahiru from her, berating you at any chance. It would take a small argument between her and Mahiru to see how much you mean to the photographer. From then on, sheâd cling onto you as well, calling you her big sibling and asking you to help tie her kimono.
-While Mahiru is more lenient on your lazy habits, climbing onto things is not something she favors. â(Name)! Get down from there!â is something youâll be used to hearing. She will try to climb whatever youâre resting on and drag you off. âGeez! Are you trying to get hurt?â
Hello Mod Gundham! I saw you left a message in my inbox a while ago and I wanted to pop into yours as well :) hope you're doing well, and just so you know, this is a lovely blog! Have a great evening :)
-Mod Celeste, righteousness-and-tea
Apologies for the late response dear Mod Celeste. Thank you for the kind compliments. I hope you are doing well yourself! I wish you nothing but support on your own endeavors.
kokichi gundham and celeste with an s/o thats a lot like a friendly cat? to elaborate, i mean adores boxes, climbs up onto places they really shouldnt go on, comes out whenever you say pspsps and goes lowkey insane whenever they see a laser pointer? that type of stuff.
ehe sorry if its too specific.
Kokichi, Gundham, and Celeste with an S/O who has cat-like tendencies.
Kokichi Ouma
-Prepared to be teased all the time. Heâll give you the works: Annoying nicknames like âkitty catâ, offering you a bowl of milk, telling people he has a vicious guard cat.
-When he buys supplies for his schemes, Kokichi will always make sure to offer the box. Though be warned, he might try to fit in the box with you.Â
-Heâs a pretty short guy, so thereâs nothing much he can do about you crawling onto tall places. If anything, heâll go cry to Gonta about you being stuck. The gentle giant would automatically rush to your unneeded rescue.
-Kokichi would give you so many head pats, even in public. Heâd be petting your head as if you had cat ears. âMy little kitty deserves all the attention. Maybe theyâll enjoy some warm milk too, nishishi!âÂ
-Once he found out about your love of laser pointers, he would never leave you alone. You could be studying and then suddenly see that small red dot.Â
Gundham Tanaka
-Gundham has never been in a relationship. For the first half of your courting he used his knowledge on cats rather than dating.Â
-Heâd bring you food, offer to fix your uniform with a blush covering his face, fix your hair if he sees anything out of place. If youâre cat-like in affection and start to cuddle up to him, heâd absolutely die. He canât handle so much love all at once.
-Heâs really tall and has owned many cats, Gundham is practically an expert at removing you from places.Â
-Gundham would use the pspsps technique to call over a cat and would be quite surprised to see that you came along as well.
-He doesnât like using laser pointers on cats and wouldnât use one on you either. Though he would play any other games you like.
Celestia Ludenberg
-If an outsider would hear her talk about you, they would think sheâs talking about a pet rather than a partner.
-You will have to race her cat to have a spot on her lap. Celeste will just smile at the two of your getting along like youâre not getting your eyes clawed out.
-She would love to coo at you and dress you up like her own little kitty. Sheâll give all the scratches and head rubs one could desire.
-She doesnât have boxes lying around and she wonât even consider letting you mess with the fancy boxes of her heels. Youâll have to find a box elsewhere.
Hi! I'd like to ask for Junko headcanons w/ a person who's her complete opposite? They are really proper and refined, and they find life and people in general to be very interesting. Basically the opposite of her belief that everything is boring. Thank you!
Anon, please forgive me! I failed to notice where it said headcanons. I was already finished once I realized my mistake. I hope you still like this request regardless.
CW: toxic relationships
Junko Enoshima with a partner with opposite beliefs
âIsnât it beautiful, Junko? The world is so amazing.â You stand before a wall of pictures. For years, you have strived to take in the world. Animals, buildings, nature, people. Humanityâs beauty, captured on your wall.
Your girlfriend scoffs. âYou see this stuff everyday. Itâs boring. Arenât you tired of this whole âhumanity is wonderfulâ crap?â Junko drags a single, long nail down a picture of your classmates, leaving a scratch.
âOh no, never. I could never find the world boring. There are ways to find beauty in everything, no matter how ugly they may be.â
Picking up her decorated school bag, Junko rolls her eyes. âWhatever. Text me when youâre ready to have some real fun.â She pinches your face between her fingers, leaving a chaste, almost bitter, kiss. Not once looking back at you, she leaves.
A small smile graced your lips. âDonât you see, Junko?â You whisper to your closed door. âEverything can be beautiful.â
The sun is beginning to set on the horizon. Many students of Hope's Peak Academy trickle out through the gate. Positioned with a camera, you fail to notice the moral compass heading your way.
âExcuse me! School has ended. I am most certain you are not a part of a club, (Name). It is against school regulation to hang around after hours!â He rants.
âIshimaru, good afternoon.â You look away from your camera to meet his glaring, red eyes. âI was just waiting for Junko. She seems to be running a bit late today.â You peer around the courtyard.
âEnoshima has already left! I will let you off with a warning this time. Please do not let it happen again.âÂ
Confusion crossed your face before settling into a serene smile. Junko was always a wild card. âThank you for telling me, Ishimaru. I will be off now.â He gives you a low bow before marching away.Â
You flip through the camera as you walk through your neighborhood. All wonderful shots to add to your collection. It always warmed you to see how beautiful people could be.
A text tone pulls you from your thoughts. Pulling out your phone, you flip it open to see a message from Junko.
âMeet me in your backyard, sweetie. I have a surprise for you! ~<3â
You gazed lovingly at your phone. She loved to surprise you with the money she made from her modeling gigs. Though they ranged from a new camera to a box of bugs, you found beauty in every single one.Â
It made Junko sick.
Walking to the small backyard of your house, the smell of gasoline hits you. Itâs pungent and nauseating. âJunko? Are you there?âÂ
Her familiar, grating laughter fills the air. You look up from your phone to see Junko and many large stacks of pictures. Your pictures to be exact. Junko had left school early to take down every single photograph from your room. Every single precious memory. Every single flash drive and backup you possessed.
âYou finally made it! Geez I felt like Iâd be here forever.â Junko pouts as she plays with a box of matches.
You take a hesitant step forward. âJunko, darling, what- what are you doing?â Your hand reached out attempting to halt her movement. As you step closer the gasoline smell gets stronger and stronger.
She strikes a match, holding the flame just in front of her. âItâs your surprise, silly!â
âJunko wait!âÂ
Itâs too late. Her perfectly manicured fingers drop the match into the gasoline soaked pile. Years of your hard work bursting into a fiery mass. Dark smoke billows into the air.
Your eyes darken with grief. You crumple to the ground, not caring about the stains left on your uniform. Your shoulders shake as tears begin to spill down. âWhy? Why would you do something so cruel?! You know how much those pictures meant to me!â
âHyahaha! Of course I did! Thatâs why I got rid of them.â The black leather of her boots enter your vision. Her cold hands gripping your damp face. âThatâs right, baby. Show me your despair!â Junko practically spat in your face. âBut donât worry, I saved one picture.â
From her uniform pocket, Junko pulls out a photo. One you took on your first date. You were both smiling. It was a wonderful day that you had to capture.
With shaky hands, you reach for the picture. A hopeful smile adorning your face.
A look of hope soon crushed as she rips the picture to shreds before your eyes. The fire grows brighter as Junko throws the scraps into the burning pile.
âI love you, sweetie!â She wraps her arms around your shaking frame. âI love you so much!â She yells over your pained sobs.
Could I request a short story of reader asking to spend the night with korekiyo during the killing game?
Thank you! Good luck with your blog!
I thank you for the warm welcome, dear Anon! I hope we can have a nice time on my blog.
Seeking comfort from Korekiyo during the killing game
Reader is Gender Neutral
The black, inky darkness of your room seems to swallow you whole. Time and time again youâve tried to fall asleep. Yet the horrific depictions of this game seem to never leave. Youâve been thrown into this twisted game, forced to kill someone for the chance of leaving. Seeing the lifeless corpses of your friends every time you close your eyes.
Fed up with wallowing, you get out of bed and slip your shoes on. You open your door just a crack to check the hallway. No oneâs there. Descending the staircase of the dorms, you make a quick turn. In front of you stood the door of Korekiyo Shinguji.
Letting out a quick puff of air, you knock on his door with a shaky hand. Your head pivots around, checking your surroundings while you wait. The sound of locks clicking open fills the air. It opens ever so slightly, a striking yellow eye peaks out. The eye seems to widen with familiarity. The door quickly swings open. A smooth hand grabs onto your wrist and tugs you into the dark room.
In dim candlelight, Korekiyo proceeds to relock his door. His body is donned with sleek, black pajamas and his long hair has been pulled back into a braid. Korekiyoâs sleeping mask, though it looks like all his others, covers the lower half of his face.
âWell, (Name), whatever could you be doing so late. I wouldâve thought you would be more cautious considering our circumstances.â Korekiyo questions. His posture is as elegant as ever despite the sleep wracking his body.
Your eyes cast to the side, a somber look crossing your face. âI know I shouldnât be out. Itâs just,â You trail off.
A pale hand comes to cup your cheek. Korekiyo brings your head down to his chest. âYouâre scared, arenât you? Oh, youâre like an open book to me, dearest.â
Having been confronted about your fears, you canât help but let out a few silent cries. âWhy is this happening? What did we do to deserve this?â
Korekiyo pulls away from you. Holding your hand into his own, he guides you to his bed. Gently, he sits you down and covers you with his blanket.
âI couldnât even begin to explain our current situation.â He stood up from your side, walking to one of the many bookshelves in his room. He quickly scans over the books in his possession. Korekiyo lets out a quiet hum once heâs found a book. âHowever, I do know one thing,â
He pulls back the covers of his bed. Once heâs settled in, Korekiyo brings you onto his bony chest once again. âI know that no matter what, we shall be together.â He flips open the leather-bound book to a specific chapter.
âThereâs an old folklore I feel youâll like. Allow me to read it to you. Maybe then you will be able to find sleep.â
