#like... mondo was a gang leader and fuyuhiko a yakuza boss

[multishipper-baby]

So Kokichi's organization are just... Clowns, huh.

[scrivenger-grimgar]

it is my personal belief that DICE does in fact have “over 10’000 members” and yes kokichi is in fact the leader but he likes to say it in a way that makes it sound like he’s lying.

he’s not. it just took a while to get there.

DICE only initially had 10 members, all runaways, orphans, street urchins. Kokichi bands them all together, has them focus on different skills to help their survival.

kokichi is 14 when the tragedy happens. their poor town is thrown into even more chaos; Yasato city was the victim of a terrorist attack 25 years before the tragedy, it was never actually repaired afterwards due to a squabble between two corporations, one ran in Yasato, the other out sourced. the out sourced payed off the government to keep them from actually helping the town.

kokichi says “fuck it”. DICE has 25 members now, so they start protecting their small area from gang activity. the people like this, DICE isn’t really asking for anything in exchange, they just don’t like seeing people hurt; those protected in the area start helping DICE out as well. protection in exchange for food, clothing, or being taught a skill like sewing or cooking. the younger residents seek to join DICE to help protect the community.

the pattern continues, their area expands, people offer their help, more members join, and kokochi slowly and unintentionally takes over Yasato, which has a total population of around 20’000 people.

his initial members become his court, heading different departments; they start fixing up buildings to be safe housing or community places, teaching the younger members how to care for themselves and others, chasing out actual criminals and adopting children.

the actual yakuza see DICE as a threat; they can do nothing. their leader is spontanious, he does what he wants; no one can predict where the infamous Jester is going to be.

TL;DR Kokichi is an accidental yakuza boss, no one at HPA believes him, and Mondo & Fuyuhiko are lowkey terrified.

[m-y-fandoms]

Mondo Oowada x an effeminate male S/O

Request: Oml heyyy may I request a Mondo x male! S/O (imagine or headcanons i don't really know the difference dkfjlds) where the s/o is very feminine and tries to get Mondo to do feminine things? Painting nails, etc.

Of course! This was gonna be a head canon post but I just kept writing so I turned it into an imagine. The bullet points were getting too long LMAO, but it does include some personal headcanons throughout. And thank you for giving me my first ever request! Means the world to me! - Mod Kokichi

Imagine below the keep reading cut! SFW and no spoilers included~

     Your first day at Hope’s Peak Academy as the Ultimate Tailor, you got teased a bit. It was inevitable. You were the new transfer student, fresh meat to pick on, and you were a dude in a skirt, a doubly enticing threat to bullies. Immature high-schoolers were always going to whisper and glare at the ones willing to step outside the norm.

     On one of your first days there, during a particularly ruthless bullying session, the school’s hall monitor and student council president, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, stepped in after noticing the noise, breaking up the situation by standing between you and your oppressors.

     “Bullying is not supported in this progressive and nurturing school environment!” Taka’s loud and volatile personality always made quick work of the school’s trouble-makers. He spun quickly around to you, inviting you to spend lunch at his table for your trouble.

     You hesitantly agreed, but were glad you did in the end. That day, you met Taka’s best friend, Mondo Owada, a toothpick between his teeth and his feet kicked up onto the lunch table as he fixed his perfectly styled hair.

     You immediately found him extremely attractive: the sharp jaw, the bit of chest hanging out the top of his tank top. Quickly, you fell into their little friend group full of excitable and extroverted men. There were random stragglers to your lunch table on certain days, with Akane and Shuichi tagging along occasionally, but the main staples that ate with you every single day were Fuyuhiko, Mondo, Taka, Kaito, and Nekomaru, subconsciously scaring away anyone who wanted to start shit.

     You weren’t nearly as close to the rest of them as you were with Mondo, however. You often found yourself leaning against his chair, sharing your packed lunch with him, entranced when he laughed.

    He found himself always hanging out with you, shootin’ the breeze, smoking up on the roof after classes, putting his hand around your shoulder when you told a joke that made him and Taka crack up at lunch. He kept many secrets of yours, and promised to take them to his grave.

     When you came out to him as someone who likes men, he stuttered his response a little, but pulled it together.

     “It takes a real man to admit what his heart’s feelin’, S/O, you can be sure your secret’s safe with me until you’re ready to tell everyone else.” Feeling the atmosphere become awkward out there alone on the rooftop, he quickly changed the subject “So, Ultimate Tailor, huh? Shit’s pretty sick. Seen some of your clothing designs out in the art wing’s showcase. Don’t tailors just tighten up and fix a person’s clothes, though?” You smiled at his interest in your field.

     “Uh, yeah, normally I think they take in and size up clothes, b-but,” you put a hand to the back of your neck, nervous with his complete attention on you, “ I think some make designs from scratch, I have always loved making my own clothes. Maybe I should just be the Ultimate Fashionista instead of Enoshima…” you giggled, feigning envy humorously. Mondo smirked.

   “Yeah, maybe you should. You gotta design me a new coat sometime. This one’s seen better days.” You both looked at the dirt caked at the bottom of his coat, permanent stains throughout, and loose threads hanging in random places.

     “F-for sure!” You grinned.

     Your days returned to normal, lunch together and group hangouts after school, but something was different...to Mondo at least. He had to admit, to himself only of course, that he felt a little jealous of you. You could just come out and tell him who you are inside. He could never be that open. He usually was the one keeping secrets, not expressing them. But then, he caught himself. Why should he feel jealous...he was a simple guy, he didn’t even have any secrets or desires to share, even with who would listen. He brushed it off as just his normal hot-headed mindset, and packed up his stuff in his bag for the day.

     But the next few days, his eyes would linger on you even more, and he would become uncomfortable, his insides warm, his head clouded with that same envy tugging at his heart strings. In the hallway after last period, he kicked his locker, frustrated at this knot in his head and mind. What the fuck is up with him. Then it clicked…

     “It takes a real man to admit what his heart’s feelin’.”

     The next day, he pulled you out to the rooftop, his cheeks red and his heart beating wildly. You waited patiently, sitting down, figuring you were just in for another hang out session like usual, and pulled out your homework from third period, until he began to speak.

     “L-look man, I have been thinkin’, ever since you told me you’re into dudes…”

     Oh no...your head dropped expectantly. You felt like this was bound to come eventually, no matter what. He was this macho dude and hung around you all the time. It must be bothering him, ruining his rep-

     “That shit takes heart, like I said before, and I owe you my truth too, r-right, since you trusted me with yours?” He startled you, looking for validation. Mondo only stuttered when he was pissed and screaming, but he looked nervous now, a look of begging to be understood that you empathized with all too well.

     “I…” he looked out over the roof. Stop being a little bitch, Mondo, he seethed internally. “Fuck, I don’t know, man. I like you? I want us to be more than just friends. I mean, you’re cool as my bro, but…” He didn’t expect you to reach out and take his hand hesitantly, his cheeks flushing. You didn’t want his evident struggle to drag out until he blew a fuse.

     “I think that sounds ‘sick’ ” you mused, taking up one of his favorite sayings. He nodded, a arm around your shoulder, unable to look you in the eyes. But he felt a wave of peace run over him.

     Your close friends immediately picked up on this new relationship, seeing you lean on Mondo a little harder at lunch, Mondo’s blush as he rested his hand on yours over the table. Nekomaru slapped your shoulder loudly that first day as a new couple, almost shattering the bone there. He laughed, saying he couldn’t wait for you two to just finally admitted your feelings. A team works smoother when everyone is on the same page, after all.

     Weeks passed, and inside school, there was little issue. It’s the 21st century. Most were accepting of your obvious relationship. Those bigots who weren’t didn’t try anything. No stupid ass student was picking on a dude with Mondo, Taka, Fuyuhiko, Kaito and Nekomaru at his back.

     The problems started to arise when Mondo took you on rides on his bike, to his gang’s HQ or stomping grounds in general. That was the outside world, not an institution of modern and formal learning like Hope’s Peak. Japan itself was a little behind western society in terms of LGBT acceptance, and like the rest of the world, had a long ways to go.

     With Mondo being the leader of a biker gang, a setting known for violence, masculinity, grit, toughness, and a yakuza-like brotherhood of men, it just wasn’t an environment most conducive to openly gay relationships, but no one in the gang dared to call out Mondo, knowing how hot-headed he is and ultimately respecting him as their leader. They owed him unconditional loyalty.

     That was, until one day, a rather cheeky second-in-command saw you filing your nails, sitting in Mondo’s lap on a couch at HQ, and decided he’d had enough. He confronted you both in front of everyone, all eyes on you, making you shrink back into Mondo’s chest.

     “Eh, boss. If you’re gonna have a dude in a fucking dress doin’ his nails and twirling like a princess on your dick, why not just date a chick? This is gettin’ a little embarassin.” He spoke angrily. Mondo was taken aback, not used to being challenged by his men, obviously the alpha of his pack. He paused, struggling to find a response.

     “What’s the fuckin’ issue?! Like most of you idiots aren’t so close that you might as well be tuggin’ each other’s dicks anyway!” He spat defensively, refusing to take back talk from a subordinate. He looked down to your shaking form in his lap, seeing that you were obviously disappointed with his response and looked up at him with a bit of anger, tears at the corner of your eyes.

Why was he defending his rep, and attacking the man back? He should be defending the relationship, and pushing forward acceptance. It made you feel like he wasn’t proud of you, ashamed of what you two had become.

     He saw this in your eyes and hated himself, changing his stance quickly. He scooped you up from under your thighs from his lap and set you on the couch beside him. He stood, stepping up to the out-of-line gang member, chest out, looking down on him with malice.

     “Maybe you’ve forgotten your place, yeah? You forget who’s in charge? I’m involved with S/O, he’s with me, so he’s part of the gang. You’re gonna accept that, or there’s gonna be trouble to deal with, got me? What, you such a pussy that you can’t accept shit if it ain’t what you expect it to be?!” The second-in command cowered, breaking eye contact with Mondo, and the rest of the onlooking members returning to what they were doing. “Now, we got any other issues?”

     When Mondo drove you home on his bike hours later, you sat behind him as always, but squeezed onto his waist a little tighter than usual, and his heart beat proudly, knowing for once he was sure he did the right thing. You two rode silently, you pecking his cheek before slipping inside your house. He walked back to his bike, blushing like mad, and you two texted all night.

     The very next week, Mondo was over at your house for the first time, doing homework in your room. Well, that’s what you were supposed to be doing. Mondo wasn’t exactly the model student, much the the chagrin of his best friend Taka, and you just weren’t in the mood. And so you sat, him eating some chips from your pantry, watching you paint your nails on your bed, a towel to catch loose drips under your flattened out palm. You looked up to him, smiling at having his full attention on you as per usual when you were alone..

     “Want me to paint yours next?” It just slipped out. You didn’t really mean it. A guy like Mondo wouldn’t want that, surely, but you figured it wouldn’t harm to tease him. To your surprise, he responded rather quickly.

     “I seen Kaito walkin’ around this week with that shit on his nails. Maki apparently forced him to after he lost a bet to her. Didn’t look that bad, actually. Kinda looked sick with his jacket, all purple and shit,” he paused to think, “ fuck it, sure. But no pastel shit, yeah?” Your heart leapt with excitement. There’s no way you expected him to answer in a positive manner, but in this relationship, you quickly learned that you often underestimated Mondo, and let his macho-biker-gang persona leave you biased. You didn’t want people judging you by your sexuality or the eyeliner you wore, and suddenly felt hypocritical for ever pre-judging your big motorcylce-head of a boyfriend.

     Mondo held his hands out after you finished, observing the slick coat of black polish that covered his once grisly and battered nails. Yes, you had to manicure them real quick to even get the polish to stick. They had dirt under them and the cuticles were disgusting.

     “Hell yeah.” he simply spoke, smirking before pulling you in to lean on him as you finally pulled out your homework.

     Weeks turned into months, and soon Mondo was watching you get your ears pierced again in a new place, then sitting in the chair to get his done. He took you, in turn, to get “ink that matched your bitchin’ sense of style” as he put it. The tattoo didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would, and certainly inspired you to design clothes that showed it off and accentuated it.

[theoowadabrothers]

Hello! I really love your acc. Do you think I could get Mondo, Daiya Kazuichi and, Fuyuhiko's reaction to meeting (future fem S/O) who is the ultimate seducer? She wears a black dress , red long silk coat, red heels and a hand bag. I've seen someone request this on a few other blogs so I wanted to request it. Oh, and feel free to ignore this. No pressure. :)

AN: Sorry if this isn’t that good, I tried my best. But nonetheless I hope you like it.

Mondo, Daiya, Kazuichi, and Fuyuhiko meeting the Ultimate Seducer

Mondo

• Him and his gang had decided to go out for the night.

• They had been riding for a while when they decided to take a brake.

• The boys all parked their bikes and got off of them.

• Mondo was having a conversation with a few of the members when you caught his eye.

• You were just minding your own business, sitting down on a bench reading a book.

• The members of his gang started noticing that he was staring at you.

• That was when one of his friends had the amazing idea to push Mondo. He pushed him causing him to stumble forwards.

• You heard the sound of someone tripping so you looked up from your book.

• Mondo was standing there embarrassed as all hell. Oh god your standing up and walking towards him fuck.

• You got up and walked way to close to him. "Can I help you with something."

• (He's so nervous and flustered someone please help him.)

• "I-I- shit ummm."

• He couldn't stop stuttering. You laughed. It wasn't a mean laugh, but a seductive one which wasn't helping him.

• "Don't be shy. You can tell me." 

• "You're really pretty," he yelled way to loudly.

• You could hear his gang snickering in the background.

• The biggest blush appeared on Mondo's face. "I'm sorry! That sound weird!" He continued to ramble on about how he's wasn't a creep and how he yells when he's nervous and so many other things.

• You just nodded while you wrote something down on a piece of paper.

• "You're just really beautiful and gorgeous and-"

• You cut him off by giving him a quick kiss on his lips.

• You handed him the piece paper with your number on it. "Call me."

• You began to walk away while he just stood there trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

• Needless to say he was so gonna call you later on tonight.

Daiya

• This was the one day where he had a break from leading his gang.

• A few a his friends decided to throw a party so he went to it.

• He wasn't expecting to do much, maybe hang out for a few hours, have something to drink, do some stupid shit.

• Daiya was just hanging out on the sidelines when he saw you.

• You were talking to a few of your friends having a good time.

• It took him a little while but he eventually worked up the courage to go talk to you.

• You felt someone tap on your shoulder and you turned around.

• Your friends all walked away leaving you and him alone.

• "Hello, may I help you?"

• He smiled. "Nah, I just wanted to hang out with you."

• "Well that's fine with me."

• You both took a seat at a table and talked for a while.

• You and him continued to flirt back and forth. It was actually a lot of fun talking to him.

• Daiya didn't want to admit it but the more he talked to you the more he felt attracted to you, and it had only been a few minutes.

• He was considerably good at flirting so it was hard to make him flustered. So out of no where you decided to compliment him.

• "You're really handsome."

• He was taken back for a moment. He blushed a little bit but wouldn't let you see it.

• "Well you're beautiful."

• You smirked. "If you think I'm beautiful with clothes on you should see me with out them."

• Daiya just shook his head. Tonight was gonna be fun.

Kazuichi

• You were best friends with Sonia. So of course you knew about her stalker.

• Souda just kept on flirting with the princess and wouldn't leave her alone.

• It made Sonia highly uncomfortable so you said you would take him off her hands.

• And by that you meant seduce him so he would lose interest in the princess.

• Kazuichi was in his bike shop tinkering with some sort of motor.

• You walked in to the store ready to put your little plan into action.

• The second you walked into the store he noticed you. He was staring at you and making it painfully obvious.

• You took a seat at one of the chairs in the shop.

• As much as Souda wanted to he couldn't keep his eyes off you.

• "You know for someone who has a motor fix you don't seem to be keeping your eyes on it."

• That snapped him out of his trance. "Right, sorry for staring miss."

• You smiled. He wasn't actually as bad as a guy as Sonia said. He might be a little weird but he's seems nice enough.

• "Do you need me to do anything for you," the pink haired boy asked.

• "No. I just heard about this cute mechanic the works at the bike shop and I wanted to see him for myself. I'm going to have to agree with them, he is really cute."

• Kazuichi looked up and blushed at you. "B-but I'm the only worker here."

• You walked up to him and giggled. "I know."

• He was so flustered.

• "Well I gotta go, but I'll come back soon bike boy."

• "S-sure! It was nice to meet you miss."

• You were about to leave when you turned around and blew a kiss to him. "It was nice to meet you too."

Fuyuhiko

• You were just aimlessly flirting with this boy you had just meet.

• Little did you know someone was watching you the whole time.

• Once you finished flirting a girl named Peko Pekoyama came up to you and asked you to come with her.

• You weren't going to lie the whole thing was a bit sketchy but you went with her anyway.

• She had explained to you that the way you could seduce anyone was quite impressive. She wanted you to meet her master.

• Of course you asked who her master was. She just said the leader of the Kuzuryu Clan.

• "Wait. You want me to join the Yakuza!?"

• "Yes. You would be highly useful to the Clan. In return we would take care of you and treat you as our own."

• Anyone in their right mind would have ran away right there and then. You were the only exception.

• That was how you joined a gang and meet Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu.

• "Young Master, this is who I wanted you to meet. Y/N L/N, The Ultimate Seducer. She could seduce anyone from a rival gang or a possible enemy, then I would rush in and kill them."

• Even though Peko was talking Fuyuhiko couldn't keep his eyes off you.

• He surprising loved the idea and agreed.

• He went up to you and shook your hand.

• "Kuzuryu, you look great in that suit,” you leaned in closer to him and whispered in his ear. "But I bet you would look better with it off."

• He pulled away and looked extremely flustered. "This is your job Y/N. Your not here to flirt with me alright!?"

• You winked at him. "What ever you say boss."