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Friendly reminder that all imagines aren’t being posted to this blog anymore!

Can I have,,,, uh,,,, 🅱️yakuya x reader but its an arranged marriage meeting

Byakuya Togami

You broke out into a nervous sweat as you settled your hand on the doorknob. Behind that door was your new… spouse, you supposed.

While your family was plenty well off, even renowned across the nation, but the entire reason you were here doing something like this was simply because of your father being… hmm…

A pest, that would be a good word for it.

The Togami family didn’t marry, any conglomerate even close to their status knew that, including your own.

And yet your father had pushed, insisting that his child would make for an excellent partner.

You hesitantly exhalled. He was right there. You couldn’t let your nerves get to you- you had to make your point here and now, otherwise you’d just look pitiful.

You had marched into the small room, projecting as much confidence as you could. He was tall, intimidating and cold, as was his father, who had simply watched from behind him, but your parents were looming right behind you.

You couldn’t be the person who was pushed to try to approach the Togami family about marriage and then immediately buckle down. Your pride wouldn’t let you.

“Byakuya Togami.” You had said, trying your best not to make it come across as a question. With the lightest hesitation, you offered your hand.

He looked you up and down. “[Y/n] [L/n].” He stared at your hand, and just before your hesitation got the best of you and made you retract it, he took hold from it and gave it a firm shake.

There was nothing more to it, however. It was a hold that most would feel- purely to convey the feelings of professionalism. You understood, but couldn’t help but feel the smallest twinge of dissatisfaction at it.

“I trust that you’ve been informed of the conditions that have been put forward?”

You nodded.

“As he has more power in the greater scope, Byakuya Togami has every right to propose divorce at any time after the required year-long period. Regardless, things such as funds and portfolios are to be considered the property of the respective owners unless a mutual agreement is decided by both parties. In addition, [Y/n] [L/n] is expected to produce at least one potential heir to the Togami family before the period ends, unless there has been an agreement that says otherwise. Any and all affairs, romantic and sexual alike, involving unrelated third parties are to only be discussed if the marriage persists past the year-long period. Either party may distance themselves from the arrangement before the period has ended, though neither may enter another bound relationship until it has.”

You continued rattling off the long list of conditions you had been notified about time and time again, all of which had been laid bare on the small packet of papers that sat on the short oak table in the center of the room.

On the very last page was the contract itself- the document being the highest ‘celebration’ he’d allow for your marriage.

In a deafening silence, he scrawled his name down on the contract. The sound of the pen scratching against the paper seemed louder than it should have been; then again, you could practically hear your heart pounding away in your ears.

Once it was clear he had finished, you quickly signed the remaining empty space, making the union, as flimsy as it was, official.

“I suppose for now, you can call me your husband.” You glanced up at him, his expression calm and contemplative. “Though, for how long you’ll call me that…” A wicked grin graced his features. Not a fun one, either; rather, one a predator would give when toying with his prey.

“It’s something we’ll only find out with time.”

Before you could say anything, he had turned on his heel and left the room. His father looked you up and down, but he had only sighed and shook his head.

As the door shut behind the two, you let out a loud breath that you had been holding in for God knows how long.

...Did that even go well?

You could only hope...

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Hey, it's me, the purple one.

All you need to know is that any and all requests are asked to be sent to and will be posted on @mono-mono-imagines

Yes, I did make a new blog with the same name

I just wanted a clean slate for the rebranding which also isn't a rebranding.

Should I have only brought this up after I had some content for people to chew on? Probably. But I never was known for smart choices.

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What if I... Rose from the dead?

...haha, just kidding

...unless?

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I just found this blog. I just wanted to check if it's dead or not.

Uhmmm

Maybe?

Gonna go a hard maybe

I feel like while it's entirely possible that there may be updates here during quarantine and with how the random nature of my 'lets look at this thing' wheel works, it's possible.

I kinda hate everything I've written here though, so I dunno if I'd hold my breath if I were you.

- Mod Kaito

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Oh, how about Kaito with Fluff 35?

Gotta real talk, shit like this just makes me sof.

I like being sof.

- Mod Kaito

Kaito Momota

Kaito rummaged through every single closet in the house. Where could it be, where could it be? He bumped over the laundry bin in your shared bedroom, almost immediately diving down to dig through it.

You winced as you heard yet another loud thud from upstairs. What the hell was he up to up there? Quietly you continued cycling through the laundry, emptying the contents of the washer into the dryer. After a few more loud bangs prompted you to finally call him down.

“Kaito?” You yelled up to him as you started folding up some of the clothes from the dryer.

“Yeah?” You heard him from upstairs.

“Mind bringing down another load of laundry?” You heard a vague yell of confirmation, followed by his footsteps rapidly stomping down the stairs.

“Oh, by the way S/o,” He called, stepping into the laundry room. “Have you seen my-” Kaito cut himself off, halting in the doorway. “Oh.” 

There in the laundry room was the jacket he’d been tearing apart the house to find, said jacket happily around your body. The hem coming down to your knees and the sleeves rolled up just a bit so you could still use your hands.

“What is it Kaito?” You asked, looking over your shoulder. “Oh,” You mumbled in realization, lightly gripping on the lapel. “Is this what you’ve been looking for?” You asked, receiving a quiet nod in return. “Sorry about that, there just wasn’t anything clean for me to wear, so…” You trailed off, before rerailing your train of thought. “Oh, but if you want me to, I have stuff of my own to change into now.”

“No, no, it’s okay, it’s, uhhh…” The astronaut stumbled over his words. You crossed your arms, quirking a brow at his odd behaviour. 

“Seriously Kaito, it’s fine.” Though he rapidly shook his head in response.

“No like… it’s just, I can’t believe you’re wearing my clothes.” Suddenly his arms were wrapped around you from behind, his head nestled in the crook of your neck. “You look cute like that.” 

Softly, you chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. 

“How long have we been together?” You asked, not entirely expecting a response. It had been long enough that it wouldn’t be that strange for you to wear his clothing. Hell, you’d been living together for months now. You giggled rather loudly as Kaito began peppering gentle kisses up your neck and across your cheek. 

“Long enough to know how much I love my S/o.” He responded, pressing one last kiss to the top of your head. 

Even if his actions were making your heart flutter, you had quickly shut him down after that. Mostly because there was still laundry that needed to be done, while his advances were tempting, responsibilities came first. 

Most of the time.

...Sometimes.

…

Probably.

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I’m Selling OUt-

I mean not really, cause I don’t think you can actually sell out on Tumblr, but-

I have a Ko-Fi now! I don’t really expect much from it, but it’s there now!

https://www.ko-fi.com/portaldame

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Writing/Request Prompts

Fluff

“Stay here tonight.”

“I’ll keep you warm.”

“I’m never letting you go.”

“I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”

“You look amazing tonight.”

“Kiss me.”

“That was unexpected.”

“You’re always on my mind.”

“You’ve always felt like home.”

“You make me feel alive.”

“Is this okay?”

“Do you have a ride home?”

“It’s cold, you should take my jacket.”

“You’re so adorable.”

“Come cuddle.”

“Can’t you say a little longer?”

“I care about you.”

“How do I look?”

“It’s good to see you.”

“You’re a terrible liar.”

“I’ll keep you safe.”

“I brought you dinner.”

“I don’t like you… I love you.”

“I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“You’re the only person I wanted to be with tonight.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror.”

“I’m so in love with them, I don’t know what to do.”

“Would you mind if I kissed you?”

“How do you always manage to look so captivating?”

“Don’t give me that puppy dog face.”

“You make me so happy.”

“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”

“Aw you’re blushing like a rose.”

“Could you hold my hand?”

“No like… it’s just I can’t believe you’re wearing my clothes.”

“Wait don’t pull away, not yet.”

“You can call me whenever you want.”

“You have something in your hair, umm… do you want me to get it out?”

“I’ll feel better if you let me walk you home.”

“Are you flirting with me?”

Angst

“I love you, please don’t go.”

“Please don’t walk out of that door.”

“Don’t you love me?”

“How could you ask me that?”

“Don’t you trust me?”

“Shouldn’t you be with them?”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Please don’t cry.”

“Please don’t do this.”

“I wasn’t lying when I said that I loved you.”

“Why are you crying?”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

“What happened back there?”

“Why me?”

“What do you want me to say?”

“You’re worth it.”

“Just breathe, okay?”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“Don’t be scared, I’m right here.”

“You’re more than that.”

“I can’t lose you too.”

“I fell in love with you, not them.”

“It’s not that easy.”

“I could never leave you behind.”

“Are you listening to me?”

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?”

“I almost feel bad for you.”

“No, you listen to me.”

“You think this is easy for me?”

“I hate seeing you like this.”

“I know you’re scared.”

“It’s okay to cry.”

“I wanted to apologize.”

“What did you just say?”

“Calm down.”

“I never meant to fall in love with you, I just did.”

“Fuck you!”

“Just hang on, okay?”

“Please don’t do this.”

“Just breathe.”

“I wanted to tell you in person.”

“People who are okay don’t act like this.”

“No. The moment you saw me as a bet was the moment you fucked up.”

Smut

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SO shuichi's s/o has vanished for abt a week when he's being called to work on a murder case by the police and turns out s/o the victim

:)

- Mod Kaito

Shuichi Saihara

Shuichi nervously chewed his thumbnail as he looked at the texts between you two. Why weren’t you responding to him? It’s been almost two weeks now… Did he say something to offend you? No, that couldn’t be it, you were still the communicating type, so you would’ve told him if he had. 

He jumped a bit as his cell phone began to ring; his superior’s number illuminating on the small screen. His voice was shaky as he responded, like there was an invisible anxiety eating away at his very core, which, in retrospect, he realized, there absolutely was. 

The instructions were simple; there was a murder, people were having trouble figuring things out and they wanted to call in someone renowned in the field; easy, this was the normal average thing that he was called in for.

At least, that’s what it was supposed to be.

The last thing he expected Well maybe not expected but the last thing he wanted would be more accurate was to see your long cold corpse laying face down in the basement of some shady building in an unknown corner of town, body contorted in a beyond painful looking position. His eyes traced down your legs- showing evidence of breakage around the ankles and left knee- your abdomen- he had to admit he felt nauseous with how visible your rib cage was- your arms- where… where were your fingers?- and your head, a noticeable gunshot wound on the backside of your head. 

He froze where he stood, his touch lingering near the fatal wound. He could feel a large build up of saliva in his mouth, and it was only at that he realized just how nauseating the atmosphere in the small room was, even ignoring the sight at the center of it all. The smell was rancid, a mixture of blood and vomit lingered in the air, as well as… other scents. 

It was when his superior gently rested their hand on his shoulder that he finally came back down to the world as it was.

To your body.

‘We didn’t ask you to come here to investigate’ they had said. ‘It was only for this.’ they handed him a small leather notebook they had found in your possession. 

He was told to go home right after.

When Shuichi finally returned to his own home, he could only think to himself, lying alone on his bed. Did it always feel this cold? 

...You were supposed to move in with him next month.

As if it was a pitiful act of desperation, he rummaged through the cardboard box at the end of the room, some of your belongings resting inside. You were going to pick up a new dresser that matched his decor a bit better, but clearly that never happened.

He picked up one of your favourite sweaters, flopping back onto his bed, snuggling the piece of clothing close to his chest. Slowly reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out the small pocketbook that was given to him and opened it.

To be completely honest, I don’t know if you’ll see this, but I can’t leave here right now. Honestly, it looks like I got myself into some hot water, I think that some crime syndicate figured out that we were together. They mentioned something about trying to learn about you through me, but I’ll do my best to keep quiet until I’m rescued. 

If everything is going to be okay, I’ll see you soon, Shuichi!

He felt his breath hitch in his throat. You were… You were kidnapped, and he didn’t even know until they found your body. Was this his fault? Maybe if he’d realized that your disappearance was something that called for a missing persons report sooner maybe you’d still be okay now.

Shuichi kept flipping through the pocketbook, reading into how you lived while you were down there, every page making him tear up more than the last. 

They took away one of my fingers today as punishment for keeping quiet.

Honestly, once I’m back with you I’d be down to eat just about anything. I don’t think I’ve eaten for five days now.

My handwriting probably looks bad now, but I can’t use my dominant one anymore.

...You aren’t going to get here in time, are you? It hurts, butI’m not mad.

He bit down on his tongue once he flipped to the last page, the writing far messier- he could only assume you wrote it with your mouth- and a small spatter of blood on the pages. In a way, he wasn’t sure if it made him want to give up or if it relit the flame inside him to find whoever was responsible for this and force them to pay for their crimes far more than he ever desired.

Did I do a good job of keeping quiet, Shuichi?

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How about touko with an S/O who is a fan of her books

Y’know, there’s something really satisfying about finishing some of the older requests, too, dontcha think?

- Mod Kaito

Toko Fukawa

“You’re Fukawa-san, right?” 

That was it. That’s how this all started. 

You’d approached her so excitedly, claiming how much you had adored ‘So Lingers the Ocean’. This wasn’t new to her, it was one of the most popular romance novels that had hit the world yet. She thought that was how it was going to end. You were just someone kind of annoying who complimented her writing and went back to their day.

That’s all it was supposed to be.

But here she was, married and sharing a home with you four years later. 

You set a teacup on her work desk, still rather sleepy as you yourself only woke up around twenty minutes ago. She herself still looked rather tired; you never were sure when she went to bed, but she always seemed out of it in the mornings. You gently pressed a kiss to the top of her head, trying not to get in the way as she stared at her typewriter, fingers lingering over the keys.

“Toko, sweetie, your hair’s greasy. Try to get a shower today, okay?” She let out an annoyed sigh at your mother hen tendencies. “If it makes you feel better, I could help you wash it.” Her brow furrowed, mulling over the offer a bit mentally. You sat in the small couch you had put in the back of her study. You liked watching her do her work.

The click of the typewriter, and pause, the ruffling of outline pages, and pause, a drink of tea, and pause. It was soothing. Like something you could sleep to. Which, you eventually did after reading one of the many novels in your home for several hours. 

Toko had always been rather taken aback by your admiration for her work. Even on your bedside table, there was a copy of every book she’d ever published. She couldn’t quite wrap her head around it, but in a strange way she was…

Flattered, yes, that was the word.

She had blinked almost owlishly as she finished the last page of the day; it was something you claimed- that she had always entered a trance like state when she began writing and it wouldn’t break until she finished. Toko plucked the last sheet from her typewriter, stacking it together with the other pages she had recently finished. You were gently stirred from your sleep as Toko offered you the papers. 

“You said you wanted to read this chapter as soon as I finished it, right?” 

Ah, that was it.

The way your eyes lit up when you gingerly took the papers from her, and how she could watch your facial expression mold and change while you read. The way your face would contort to match the protagonists feelings, how you would mouth out some of their dialogue… That made things more fulfilling. 

“What do you think?”

“Your work is just as amazing as ever, Toko!” Her face seemed to redden at the flattery. You glanced at the clock, noticing how late it was getting. Just how long did you sleep…? You gently placed the chapter’s pages onto Toko’s old, dented desk, softly gripping her hand. “How about we grab that shower and head to bed for the night?”

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Yep. Didn't mean to come across as harsh or anything, Mod Kaito. You're fine. 👍

- Mod Kaito

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Oooh! Okay. Some people have different characters that they use for their blogs and they're called multimuse or mumus for short. I don't see imgaine/headcanon/non-rp blogs using rp memes, so it threw me for a loop. But then again, I rarely see anything shielded off for exclusively a type. 😅 I make rp memes as well, but I never considered that imagine/headcanon blogs would want to use them for their inspiration too.

Oh, that’s kinda neat, actually!

I guess we both learned something about each other’s bread and butter today, yeah?

- Mod Kaito

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I'm a little confused by the text meme. I thowas was for roleplayers? How can imagine blogs use that? Was it for a specific character?

Well Nonnie, you just send in the emoji(s) and character(s) of your choosing and then I'll simply post accordingly.

So like, for example, sending in Ibuki and 💌 would be a text from Ibuki that is also a confession, yeah?

I mean, I'm not entirely sure how that would work for rps, myself, but that's how we're gonna do this, alrighty?

- Mod Kaito

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What’s This??

I’m purple now.

Purple aside though, do you guys like what I’ve done with the place?

Since I decided to open up requests to all three main games, I decided to just give the entire blog a new coat of paint, so we have a new theme, new rules, new layout...

New Mod, too!

It’s me, I’m the new Mod, there’s no one else here

I also decided to do a quick runthrough and tag things properly, as I’ve had problems actually doing this in the past, but I think that may be it?

I hope you enjoy my return as much as I do!

- Mod Hagakure Kaito

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emoji ask game 🌸

hey lovelies, i’m bored and my writer’s block is through the roof! so i made up a dumb little emoji ask game like one i’ve done before, so feel free to send in an emoji (or several) and a character and i’ll write up a little text for you! enjoy!

❤️ - a loving text

💌 - a confession text

💦 - a suggestive text

💔 - a yearning text

💯 - an unintentional text

🎈 - a stupid text

🔪 - a threatening text

💥 - an angry text

💀 - a scared text

💊 - a sick text

😭 - a sad text

✍ - a drafted text

🥀 - a breakup text

👑 - a demanding text

🔔 - a surprise text

❔ - a random text

👁️ - a photo text

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something is...

happening

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Another important announcement, Holy Carp!

Should I...?

Should I take requests from all three games?

I mean, I’ve played all of them, twice each.

Yeah, y’know what?

Hecc it, Mod Hagakure is now taking requests for DR1, SDR2, and NDRV3!

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I’m glad you’re back!! Is it just you hagakure?

Yeah, it is!

Still don't think I'll look into having another mod on here though. There just couldn't be anyone to fill the Mod Leon shaped hole in my heart.

I don't know why I'm phrasing this as if he died.

He didn't, and we still talk often.

But regardless, I'm actually pretty pumped to be back into DR again. Dense fandom aside, it has some pretty fun characters to write for, so here's hoping I'm going to be back for a long while yet!

- Mod Hagakure