#YAMAZAKI😭😭😭😭😭😭

[loremori]

SO FREAKING BEAUTIFUL!!! 😭

[mostlyfate]

Yamazaki Kento as Kumogakure Kuro & Hamabe Minami as Noguchi Ayaka in UNDER NINJA アンダーニンジャ (2025) dir. Fukuda Yuichi

[m333myselfandiii]

So like hypothetically... if I were to write a Shintaro x reader fic, would yall read it? 🙃🙃

[acracana]

lookism ch520 spoilers and rant

so gun has a fucked up family like we all predicted huh

I find it so funny he was born in ui (man was on fight mode since birth) but that doesn’t explain that one panel of him like 200 chapters ago during the workers 2nd affiliate arc where he had normal eyes

then again he doesn’t get tattoos until later on too, so it’s definitely some time in the future. Maybe he was knocked out of ui for a bit after a fight like how he was with ui daniel.

anyways, his family situation really shows why he is how he is in the current story. Imagine essentially being born a human weapon and that’s all you’re ever allowed to be—his whole life and value as a person comes from being strong.

I’m assuming Haruto is dead in current lookism timeline (he joined seonji and sujin as the sacraficial backstory lamb). I can’t imagine Gun atm saying yes to killing him, so I predict his death playing out in one of three ways

Gun says he won’t kill him and tells Haruto to run or something. Haruto then betrays Gun in an attempt to become head of the Yamazaki. Gun ends up killing him.

Gun says he won’t kill him but is forced to by some action or event.

Gun refuses and Haruto is killed by someone else (maybe gun’s dad after he snaps out of whatever is wrong with him and this is the reason why he doesn’t have a yamazaki name)

I feel like the first one is the most likely, only because it fits into his character currently.

[eleanorenchanted]

I’ll be waiting for you to come back.

Well…I’ll give it some thought.

[xxcrossroadsxx]

2 years ago btw

[hows-itgoagain]

was drawing zakitama and gave tama normal human ears without thinking and didn’t realize until i’d lined it so like. fuck it we ball girl!zaki x human!tama is what we’re going with now

[rewordthis]

「Your Mind Bedevilling…」

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770 words Yamazaki Sousuke, Matsuoka Rin + SFW

Summary: Last year Sousuke inquired help from the gang in order to organise a birthday party capable of making Rin cry. He failed. And got ratted out. This year, he decided to do everything alone, but as he’s too immersed in his research for the perfect location, he’s more absentminded than usual and eventually Momo finds out. Still, he’s eagerness is what gives him away this time… and maybe it’s just not meant to be…

I blame everything on this (tumblr won’t let me copy paste links :/) post for Rin’s Birthday Story from ‘21 (that was reblogged last month) from @kudouusagi, a hell of a devoted Free! translator (Your translations have made me go from ‘that makes sense…’ to ‘that aIN’t RigHt?! But IT’s oFfiCiaL!!? 🤯’ throughout the years. lol ) and then stumbling on Rin’s 10th year anniversary pic 2 nights ago… yeah. Njoy!

And this was supposed to be just a little gathering among themselves, huh…

Jeez.

Sousuke should really have learned his lesson by now, but apparently him being hellbent on throwing a party worthy of tears for Rin wasn’t something he’d forget easily.

This time, everybody was in attendance — even Haru — and Nagisa and Rei, too.

And like last time, Nagisa had managed to spill the beans by the ‘hello’…

It was somewhat heartwarming watching Haru trying to shut Nagisa up when he started to speak how Sousuke had sent invitations to everyone at least a month in advance, requesting them to clear their schedules, only for Momo to pipe in that apparently the planning had started way earlier, as he had been asking Sousuke’s help with training only for him to appear at Samezuka with fliers about restaurants and clubs, trying to decide which place would be more suitable since their previous choice wasn’t much help towards the objective.

But what really made Rin tear up, albeit in mirth, was the fact that Haru even patted the man’s head, telling him ‘that it’s not his fault he’s not good at this’ with Sousuke running his hand over his face in apparent frustration and scathing embarrassment— something that Rin never had the opportunity to witness before in all their long acquaintance.

Truly a sight to behold!

Hours later, after the spirited chatting had simmered down some, Sousuke approached Rin and sat beside him; his shoulder brushed against the redhead’s while doing so.

Rin just turned and looked at him yet, he all but glanced from the corner of his eye.

“Good job.” Rin said turning his gaze again at Ai that was trying to make Momo stop drinking anymore carbonated orange juice— it’s bad for you if you’re seriously trying to be a competitive athlete.

Sousuke simply breathed. It was deep and slow, just like him. He always took a moment longer when he was serious about something…

This didn’t alarm Rin.

Then his low voice, quietly spoke up: “Well, it didn’t go according to plan so not really. In the end you didn’t cry… again…”

Rin side-eyed him, he really looked a little out of it; the way he still avoided to meet Rin eye to eye and that childish pout he was sporting ever since Momo and Nagisa ratted his plan out to him.

Rin nudged him a little and teased: “It’s exactly because of that that I didn’t cry, ba~ka.”

“Huh?” Sousuke’s head spun around to face him, granting Rin a full view of him for the first time after the party started.

“It was too planned out! Exactly like last time… I could tell something was off because everything was way too familiar from the moment I stepped into the room, man.” Rin answered Sousuke’s near-annoyed face. “Next time don’t try so hard! Or don’t try at all, ha!” He concluded, elbowing him lightly in the ribs.

After that, Sousuke just stood there, looking at him, seemingly taking in what Rin had just told him and noting it down for possibly another time…

But— it wasn’t that he was actually doing.

“Oi, Sousuke? Are you alright? Could it be that you’re going to be emotional now after all those years we know each other? Out of all the times—” the redhead asked as Sousuke’s expression gradually grew solemn.

His eyes scanned Rin for a moment longer before he finally said anything.

“Rin… did it took you long to dress for tonight?” He asked, and he seemed positively overcome with concern for a bit.

“No? Why? Is something not looking good on me? I like this shirt so…” Rin replied and glanced briefly down to check his clothes.

Sousuke tilted his head slightly as he once again, run his eyes over Rin and softly spoke in a deeply thoughtful tone: “It’s not that it doesn’t look good on you but…” his perplexed countenance suddenly lightening up, “I’m 100% sure these mesh T-shirts are what gay strippers wear for work!” 

“Hah?!” Rin’s shock was such that his voice echoed over the background music and the idle exchanges of the other guys: he even stood up without realising it.

Everybody turned to look at a fuming Rin, his face equally red as his hair: and Sousuke’s hearty laughter, filling the spaces between… 

(This man, he will never let him live it down~)

By the way, Rin never found out what went on between his two friends.

In the end, when Rin asked them about when exactly they started to get along, both Haru and Sousuke avoided answering the question…

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Late, late, late! But! Did managed to post at least so… yeah! Wah! Help me understand how this works! Why is it so hard to work on phone?! Could it just be that I’m over-romanticising working on desk top? ‘Cause I don’t think so?! Also, why is it so hard to find a title after you have written something??? 😭🫠

[vinjinssunglasses]

Hi hi! I just read your Kim gitae relationship headcanons/summary and wow I loved it so much😩pretty please could I have the same thing for gun??🙏🏻

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♯┆character jonggun park x reader ♯┆summary __ in a relationship w you part 4 or wha ♯┆w/c 1.7k ♯┆cw mildly suggestive, body image ♯┆genre fluff + angst, no happiness for bro😭🙏 ♯┆a/n tysm for requesting!! cute theme but there’s nothing cute about this i love this divider why is it adorable 😭 2am, I didn’t edit properly 😭

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⚝・┆ Jonggun loves when you let him rest his head upon your chest, wrapping his arms around you as he basks in the love he never was able to receive while growing up. The warmth of your kisses resonates inside of him, as it allows him to finally lower the guards he was taught to always put up, resting in your arms like a baby. How selfish were this clan to punish a little black kitty like him? How he curls up in your arms and kisses you with a small, playful smile on his lips, you can’t imagine someone doing that to him. Those charcoal eyes that were taught to intimidate and glare with disinterest, showing a hint of sparkle that left you with hope. I’m sorry, Gun. You know it’s not your fault, yet a hint of guilt rests inside you.

⚝・┆ Very traditional. Your wedding will be one of luxury, expensive wine and the sort. He’ll make sure it’s the most grand day of your life, spending it with you with a smile plastered on his face. He showers you with kisses, despite the fact the venue seems to be quite empty. Gun has never had much friends and family, apart from Goo, yet you had the world. It didn’t take long for him to feel jealous that you had so many people to care about, while he lay in the middle of the night with tears and choked sobs, with no contacts on his phone to call. Except yours. You knew he felt this way, you could see it written on his face. Of course you could tell, you were his fiance, no, wife, after all. That’s why you were here to distract him from it all - you wanted to be the person he would call first when he needed it most. The person by his side to the end of his days he spent together with you in happiness.

Perhaps that’s why you said ‘yes’ to that ring, engraved with yours and his initials. Ms. Yamazaki. That name written on your legal documents made you smile. That man, made you smile, cry and laugh everyday.

⚝・┆ Gun reminds you so much of a little black kitty. Black cats are filigrane and intelligent, affectionate yet keep their keen personality, perceptive of their surroundings. They’re good-natured and calm, tolerant of others. Loving and they love to cuddle and play, and are introverted creatures. On the other hand, a black cat is often associated with bad luck, and death. Bad luck, and death. Maybe it was all inevitable. First, his cousin, his dad and his mother. Death runs in the family, so shall he loose you too? Will you also die at the hands of a selfish, idealistic man, too? No, it’s a thought he can’t bear to let occupy his mind anymore, yet there’s nowhere to blow the steam. After all, it’s better not to worry you and silence all these conflicting thoughts. Shoved to the back of his mind, they bubble to the front uninvited, swarming around his head like bees to honey. On a fun note, these cats spend more time in solace and being philosophical. Spending time in solace will stop the bad luck he emits from spreading, right? But then why cant he keep himself away from you. The bad luck he was born with will spread like the plague, just like it did to his family. Knowing this, he loves you too much to let you go. It’s another one of his selfish wishes, isn’t it?

⚝・┆ He wants to experience the world as you see it — stargazing, food, TV shows. Jonggun just wants to see the world with you after struggling with himself for so long. Being born left him with a cruel fate ahead, and he explored what his parents left him with such tears then left him almost apathetic. Life had no meaning left until, cheesy enough, he met you. Gun never fails to remind how much of an impact you’ve had on him, reminding you how much he values you. Just looking at his baby pictures leaves you with a feeling you can’t put into words. Is it guilt, anger or remorse? Why do you feel so guilty you couldn’t be there to shield him from this cruel world? It pains you how inevitable the world is.

⚝・┆ He loves caring for you, making sure you never had to lift a finger. Jonggun never had someone to properly care him mentally as a child, so if he could let you sit back and relax, and treat you how he wished he were treated, he would pour his heart into it all. He’d never want you to experience the loneliness and pure grief he once experienced, even if he’d never admit how much it meant to him.

⚝・┆ Personally I believe he’s a hands-on kind of guy, although he’d never admit it. Delicate kisses upon your lips, hands around you while he stares ever so lovingly into your eyes. His charcoal-like eyes that was made to scrutinise and intimidate, was now experience true love. Love that he’s never experienced like this before, that now he’s willing to comprehend such a new topic, giving it his all if it’s for you. His hands are always resting upon your body, lips always nearing yours as his eyes are practically unable to stop tracking them. When you speak, they watch every parting and shaping as you arrange words, just wanting to shut you up with a passionate kiss. Jonggun just wants to hold you in his arms, feeling your warm breath upon his neck as he tangles his fingers within your hair. Is that so selfish to ask?

⚝・┆To him it’s so strange how he’s so smitten with you. To others, he’d act so cold and secretive, only dispensing bitter stares and passive aggressive gestures with remarks that make anyone furious. When he looks at you, he’s unable to hold back a smile, eyes sparking with the warmth of his heartbeat increasing. Suddenly, he can tolerate the momentum of someone’s endless talking and continuous energy, constant need for attention and the warmth of their body against his own. Jonggun has always hated being touched, yet when it came to you, he can’t even keep himself away.

⚝・┆When he first caught feelings for you, he was the first to deny it. Got so many years he’s learnt to push back these emotions, making way only for the passion of fighting, and your first to not encourage him to do so. You’re the first to kiss him like you mean it, cradle him in your arms while you whisper sweet nothings. It wasn’t long until he caught feelings. And it wasn’t long until he couldn’t accept the truth. When he was around you, he noticed hos heart beating faster than usual, with a feeling he couldn’t just figure out. A smile always snuck upon his lips, however he wouldn’t notice until you’d say his smile is so cute and he should wear it more often, to which he’d blush and cover his face. In the rare occasion your hands would even brush against the others, he wouldn’t help but scowl and face the other way, imagining all types of possibilities. What if he held your hand, how would you react? What if he told you he’s loved you all this time? Loved the way you smile, talk, walk.. would you hate him after that? It’s such a new yet blissful feeling inside him, that he wants to blurt out, but something inside is stopping him - the fear of rejection. The overwhelming looming feeling of you ruthlessly rejecting him stabs him in the heart like a sharp knife.

⚝・┆Jonggun is the type to embrace your every curve, praising your body as if you were a goddess. Let it not be that he finds out you’re insecure about a certain part of your body — stretch marks, the way your hip dips, overweight or underweight, the list continues — because he’ll almost faint from the shock. He loves every part of you, and he wouldn’t change a damn thing about you. So seeing you so hooked on a particular part of your body, wishing you could change yourself, hes frustrated.

His hands run down your body, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

“I love you, each and every part of you. You’re beautiful. You’re my ideal woman, and I don’t care what anybody else thinks.” Gun whispers into your ear, playfully biting upon it. When his calloused fingers reaches back up to your hips, he pauses. “Please. Don’t tell yourself otherwise. Your beauty is one of Aphrodites.”

“But I hate the way it looks.” You murmur closing your eyes, unable to bear the sight the unforgiving mirror reflects upon you. That body of yours, you hated it. From head to toe, you wished you could be somebody else. Anybody else, and their body would look better than the one so selfishly put on you from birth. Being in this skin made you want to peel it all off, stitching scientifically made plastic onto your skin to be the Marilyn Monroe of your dreams.

Jonggun turns your chin to look at him, cupping your cheek in his hand. “I find you beautiful. I love the way your curves fit in my palm, the way your skin feels against mine, you hear me?”

He turns you around, leading you onto the mattress, positioning himself in between your thighs. Gun’s lands upon your breasts. Your body sinks into the sheets, eyes fixated on his movements. He looks down upon you with an almost sorrowful face, eyebrows curled into one of worry, lips pouting like a dog who can’t find its human. In all honesty, he’s upset. Why can’t you love yourself as much as he loves you? This body of yours is so delicate, that he loves exploring and splaying his hands all over. It’s like a statue made to admire and inspire. Your body is a temple, from head to toe we were all made as perfect. It tears him apart

“There’s so need to be insecure, I love your shoulders..,” they move further down to your hips. “I love the way I can hold onto these when I make love with you. I move the way my hands wrap around you. It’s as if your body was made to fit into my palms.”

“Please,” he begs, placing kisses upon your cheeks, all leading to your lips, eager for his touch. “I want you to.. love yourself, as much I love you. You have no, no fucking clue how much I value you. That pretty face of yours..” He murmurs, a chocked sob escaping him. Jonggun’s better than this, to cry over such a rivial matter. Yet the impact burned through him, reaching his darkest crevices. He needs you, and he doesn’t want to admit it. How come, after always being so apathetic, has he came so sympathetic to another human being, even weeping pathetically for them? For crying out loud, please. Let yourself be you, you’re not the girls on the television, you’re so much better than them.

[codexcrow]

This image of kento yamazaki makes me laugh because WHAT is he man spreading THAT FAR FOR???? WHAT??? 😭😭😭😭 PUT THEM STOMPERS TOGETHER SIR.

Ain't NOBODY ASK.

[loremori]

[amara555555]

Itty bitty thought:

Now imagine shintaro being all proud that he’s got his wife? (Concubine?) pregnant and all is good, all is great because it’s a boy and he’s happy. All giddy and ready- his boy’s gonna be strong, big, manly looking, his sharp face, his build, height- he’s gonna be a Adonis- and he’s gonna name him Haruto. A strong name to carry his vice president legacy-

But what is this? His son’s growing and it’s the most beautiful, cute, round eyes, round faced, little build, cute features, rosy cheeks. Baby like boy he’s ever seen and he’s just……..not what he imagined.

But this little pretty boy gave him a little kiss on the cheek and that was it. That’s proudly his son. That’s his boy. His young man-

Because I just find it funny how their boys were born all handsome and the most mogged yamazaki member had the most round faced baby- it’s so cute-😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

(Now I know anyone can be born anyway and there’s no such thing as specific facial features for a gender- but I just found it funny how Shintaro had a son that was the complete opposite in appearance.)

[amphitriteswife]

Savior

Source: lookism chapter 526

Pairing: child Jonggun x Child reader

Warnings: forced child marriage, bad home situation.

Genre: angst

Note: sorry that it’s so long😭 and i might make a pt2

Do not read if you’re uncomfortable with any of these themes

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‘Hi. We’re engaged by the way.’ Meeting you for the first time was quite the experience. Jonggun himself often found himself thinking as to why he was engaged in the first place, and why it was with you. Most of the time you didn’t have any filter and simply only did things for your own amusement, he had never been to your estate before in northern Japan. At first he thought you were annoying and sassy, but over time you became the only person to actually reach out to spent time for him. Not because he needed to do something but simply because you wanted to see him. Jonggun found himself enjoying your company, in a way you reminded him of Haruto. He felt like he could say anything without getting punished for it. With you he could feel a sense of freedom, even if it was just a little. You had been wanting to reach out or pay a visit after it had been revealed that some of the smaller clans had been wanting to overthrow Shingen, but Jonggun had advised you to stay put for a while and wait until he reached out first. So you had been waiting..and waiting…

‘They want to kill me.’ You had waited for a signal from Jonggun, but seeing him in a state of panic and desperation wasn’t something you’d thought you’ll see. ‘What are you talking about?’ You asked him, trying to move your way out of the guards grasp. ‘My lady, if they find out you’re even in contact with the young master you’ll be in danger too! The headmaster has given us orders to not let you get through.’ The news of Shingen passed away as the headmaster of the Yamazaki clan was big news, even reaching the streets of northern Japan, but even so. What did the death of Shingen have to do with them trying to kill Jonggun? And to add up to the problem, the fact you were now in contact with Jonggun brought your own clan in danger. There was a lot at stake in this situation, and the Yamazaki’s are fast. Who knows when they find out that Jonggun had been in contact with you? You’d probably be one of their high suspects too. You couldn’t help but contemplate the situation carefully, your eyes casting downwards onto the floor. The best course of action was to cut ties with him, it was the best and effective way in order to protect your family…but what about him? He never had someone to fall back into, he just lose his father who had shown him just a fraction of love he winked so hard for, his mom is now with his uncle and they’re trying you get rid of him… ‘buy me some time.’ You told the guards sternly, it was against the wishes of your own father.. someone who sold you to the Yamazaki clan in the first place to clean up his own went doings against them in the past. Both guards hesitate for a moment they weren’t exactly keen on letting you put yourself and the family in danger, but at the same time it was no surprise of you felt for the young master. Well…the now dethroned young master.

Finally the two guards let you go. Only with the promise to not do anything reckless and not be out too long as the headmaster would get suspicious. Taking Jonggun’s hand you let him to a secret part of the garden, one where the camera’s couldn’t quite catch you yet. Jonggun followed you closely, his eyes looking to the grass. It had been a long time since he smelled the scent of fresh grass and plants, it took him a long way to come here all the way to the estate. Yet he couldn’t help but feel selfish. He was putting you in danger. He didn’t want that, he didn’t want you to suffer because of him. He hated making you feel like this, but ultimately he also hated the fact he was the one to cause this in the first place. ‘Tell me everything.’ You whispered to him, the newspaper only revealed the ‘passing’ of Shingen and nothing else, not why Jonggun is on the run. Jonggun hesitated a lot, but eventually spilled everything to you, how his dad passed and the fact that Shintaro was now the headmaster…as well that his dad seemed to care about him after all. From the way he spoke it was clear that his head wasn’t used to parental love and couldn’t understand why Shingen tried to save him instead of himself. It disheartened you to realize the fact how he hasn’t felt love ever since he was brought into this world, the concept of love itself seemed foreign to him. After hearing all of the things that happend you hugged him very tightly, your arms wrapped around his torso that was clothed with a hoodie. He never wore hoodies before not matter how cold it got. ‘I’ll help you okay? Try not to get caught, i’ll find sometimes. I promise.’ You told him, hugging him even tighter. Jonggun seemed se be stunned by the hug and didn’t really hug you back. Only after a little while did his arms droop over your form and did he lay his head on your shoulder. ‘Please don’t go..’ it was a soft and rather pleading sound, never in a million years did you expect him to utter such words much less in such a tone. ‘I’m not going to abandon you, don’t worry-’ ‘Miss! The headmaster is searching for you!’ The moment was cut off by the whisper like yelling from the guards. Eager to make sure no one got in trouble you gave Jonggun a quick kiss on his cheek, his cheek was cold and a little wet from the watered plants. He put a hand on his cheek where you kissed him and looked at you. ‘I’ll be back.’ You gave him a quick nod before quickly coming out of the bushes to ease the situation…yet when you returned, Jonggun had vanished from where the two of you had met earlier

It took you quite the convincing each time of your father to actually let you go outside since the Yamazaki’s had actually reinforced their watchful eyes on you. During one of the times you once again roamed the streets of the underworld the smell of smoke filled your nostrils. Was this what Jonggun saw before he arrived at your estate? This wasn’t living. The amount of teenagers here was surprising but you couldn’t help but think that most have their reasons for being here or turning to this kind of lifestyle. After having searched the area where Jonggun was supposedly to help last seen you let out a sigh and turned to walk back where you originally came from, only to hear the faint familiar voice of someone. ‘Are you searching for my son?’ Somi park questioned you, her voice was flat and stern, no emotions regarding the situation for her son or you…or herself. Her eyes didn’t hold any emotion nor light in them either. You didn’t answer her and instead brazed yourself of the possibility of the man next to her doing something to you. ‘He’s not here.’ The man beside her told you, lighting up a cigarette placed in between his teeth. ‘But if you’re fast enough, you might just find him in time when you arrive in Korea.’ So he went to Korea?..you felt a mix of emotions. You were glad that he was finally going to be save and able to start again. But at the same time…you never got to say goodbye. He didn’t even tell you that he was leaving the country….you would’ve gone with him if he asked you, no hesitation. One could argue that you the both of you didn’t have anything to lose but that was simply not true. Perhaps he didn’t. But for you everything was at stake…because he was your everything…

Thank you for reading 😔🙏

[okaysonny]

to be, or not to be ╏ gun park + james lee [UNFINISHED]

✦ A/N: 😭 sorry to the person who requested...but i've discovered gun and james are my mount everest of lookism writing. i have no idea how to finish this :')

+ i went heavily off track from the og ask loool. (aka - no james appearance yet) still wrote a lot for it though, so i wanted to share </3

The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir too; tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd

a woman of ambition, somi park has a clear goal: to be acknowledged as shingen's wife, and thus, elevate her family name.

so, it isn't hard to picture her joy she hears the news.

"twins" the doctor says, smiling. "two healthy boys. congratulations. you must be so proud"

and she is, the tears of gratitude flowing before she realises. thank you, god.

two boys, a greater chance for her offspring to be the future heir, a greater chance for a child with reverse eyes. another shingen and shintaro case, perhaps.

"thank you, doctor" she manages to croak. "that's wonderful"

but then you popped out. not looking quite like a boy.

"i don't...i don't understand" she murmurs, bewilderment evident on her face. somi gazes down at the girl before her. "the doctor said...two boys"

the midwife looks down, the sheepishness evident on her face. "s-sometimes ultrasounds get it wrong...it's rare, but it happens. i'll alert someone"

⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

"vice leader!"

shintaro is pulled from his contemplation, glancing up.

"the midwife just sent word that twins have been born...from somi park of the hangure clan" the messenger looks nervous throughout, his eyes darting away from him. "she gave birth to the strongest child of all...he has black eyes with white irises"

he breaths a sigh of relief. so, heaven hasn't forsaken the yamazaki's after all.

"that's incredible, but...what of the other one?" shintaro asks, raising an eyebrow. "is something wrong?"

the messenger exhales slowly. "well...it seems the gender of the other twin was mistaken. instead of two boys, it's a boy and a girl"

shintaro is unfazed. "so what? you know what to do. our objective is raising a suitable male heir...we have no need for girls right now"

another slow exhale as he speaks again. "well, vice leader...the girl has reverse eyes as well"

his eyes widen, setting his glasses down. "the girl has...reverse eyes too? a girl? i see...yamazaki blood is truly incomprehensible"

"vice leader, should we still..."

shintaro closes his eyes and thinks for a moment. "no. we'll keep her. the reverse eyes are too important to discard of her. it's a crucial qualification to become the leader...not even gapryong kim possessed that ability"

the messenger nods. "so then...what are your plans for her?"

shintaro leans back in his chair, his hands clasped together. "the reverse eyes are a gift from heaven. they’ve chosen to bless us twice over, and we’d be fools to give that up"

"...but she can’t become the heir" the messenger says carefully. "the leadership of the yamazaki syndicate—"

"will remain with a man" shintaro interrupts smoothly. "that's immutable. however, there’s more than one way to strengthen the yamazaki name"

he stands up, walking to the window as he watches the view. "the girl’s reverse eyes will make her highly desirable to other families. they’ll clamor for the chance to tie their bloodline to ours"

"you mean...through marriage?"

shintaro turns to him, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "precisely. and because of her eyes, we’ll be in a position to negotiate. there’s no rule stating that women of the yamazaki clan must take their husband’s name. her children will carry the yamazaki bloodline — and the name — forward. with the right alliances, we could secure another leader for the generation after"

"but...what if none of her children inherit the eyes?" the messenger asks, his voice cautious.

shintaro’s expression doesn’t waver. "then she’ll keep trying until one does. that is her purpose"

the room briefly falls into silence before he clears his throat. "and until then? what will be done with her?"

shintaro speaks dismissively, as if the question is trivial. "we’ll prepare her, of course. the maids will teach her how to become the ideal wife — perfect in every way. a true asset to the family. she’ll understand her role and embrace it"

he turns his gaze back to the window. "with her, we’ll shape the future of the yamazaki syndicate"

the messenger bows slightly, murmuring his acknowledgment. "as you wish, vice leader"

shintaro’s hand rests lightly on the windowpane. "the boy will bring strength to the family name...but the girl will bring power"

5 years later

"oh my! look how quickly you're sweeping! such diligence!" one of the maids smile at you, giving your hair a gentle ruffle.

"yes!" you beam, flashing a toothy grin. "i'll sweep extra hard, so i can be married one day!" you persist with your aggressive brushing, collecting all the dust in one place.

shintaro and his underling watch from a distance as the latter speaks up. "i still remember the chaos that ensued when the news came out...feels like yesterday"

shintaro nods in agreement. "it was the right decision. since she's still young, we'll settle for teaching small tasks as we ease her into her role"

they glance over to gun, who's training with the ghostly brothers. "she's not as gifted as young master, but still, if things maintain this way, both of them will develop splendidly"

shintaro unfurls a folding fan with a gentle flick of his wrist. as he lifts his gaze towards the sky, a sense of tranquility washes over him. "yes...the future of this syndicate is bright indeed"

7 years later

"you look down in the dumps" you observe, sitting down next to gun on the steps. "oh wait...that's just your face!"

you slap your knees and laugh hysterically — as if it really is the best joke in the world.

gun blinks, unaffected. "but...we have the same face"

you pause and scowl. "...touché"

there really isn't much to say about your sibling relationship. there's nothing to hate about each other...but nothing to like either. he has his purpose in life, you have yours. both of you have little free time — why would you spend it with each other? — excluding the odd moments like this, that is.

"w-what i meant to say was..." you continue. "...you look more down in the dumps than usual"

[END]

✦ A/N: ok basically...gun was gonna ask if reader likes what she's doing in life right now, and says that he heard something about it from haruto. and then idk...i had no idea where to go from there 😅

i had the general structure for this fic in place, but...i'd be lying if i said i'd finish it! sorry (-.-)

dividers: @thecutestgrotto @strangergraphics

[koiiiji]

Can I request a fic for Kenta Magami where the reader is the twin sister of Gun. She joined gun for training. She thought Kenta was adorable cause he was small and nicknamed him little turnip. They meet years later in Korea and she refers to him by that nickname.

hiii!! omgg u reading my thoughts kenta really cute and looks like little turnip especially as a kid😭🥺

frogs and kisses

author's note ; i wrote slightly different scenario, with kid! kenta x kid!reader, if you don't mind!! thank you for request!!

the lush gardens of Yamazaki estate were buzzing with sudden bursts of life. the sprawling grounds had been meticulously prepared for the celebration, with clusters of important families mingling, their children running about in fits of giggles. among them were two tiny figures near the koi pond, a few steps removed from the lively adults.

Kenta, the only heir to Magami family, crouched by the water’s edge. his usually neat hair stuck up slightly on one side, a sign of his earlier…hunt. in his hands, he held a small, green frog, he been chasing for past 5 minutes, its tiny legs dangling lazily as though it trusted the boy completely.

“look at this!” Kenta exclaimed, his voice bubbling with excitement as he turned to you, his big grin lighting up his face. “isn’t it so cool? i caught it all by myself!” he shifted slightly to give you a better view of his prized catch, clearly thrilled by his discovery.

you, the youngest sibling of Yamazaki family, weren’t as sure about the frog. your big eyes darted between its slimy green body and Kenta’s enthusiastic expression. still, you couldn’t help but feel a little braver with him around. your tiny hands fiddled with the hem of your yukata as you leaned in closer.

“really?” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the confusion and incredulity. your older brothers used to scare you with some frogs earlier...

“yeah! it’s so awesome,” Kenta said, nodding fervently. “it’s not even slimy…maybe a little slimy. but it’s cute! see?” he held it out toward you with both hands, his eyes sparkling as if he’d just discovered a hidden treasure.

your heart fluttered, but not because of the frog. it was because of Kenta — the way he seemed so carefree and full of wonder, like nothing in the world could dampen his excitement. you hesitated, then slowly reached out with one finger, trembling slightly as you hovered near the frog’s bumpy back.

“it’s okay,” Kenta said, his tone light and encouraging, though his attention remained fixed on the frog. “just touch it like this.” he demonstrated by lightly tapping frog's head with his own finger, laughing when it wriggled in his hands.

summoning your courage, you finally touched the frog. it was cool and slightly slimy, but not unpleasant. a small gasp escaped your lips as you pulled your hand back, grinning despite yourself. “it’s not scary!” you declared, pride swelling in your chest.

“told you!” Kenta said with a triumphant laugh, looking so pleased with himself that it made your cheeks grow warm. he carefully lowered the frog to the ground, letting it hop toward the water. you both watched in silence as the frog splashed into the pond and swam away, leaving ripples behind.

koi fish darted beneath the surface, their scales flashing gold and orange in the sunlight.

for a moment, everything was still. the laughter and chatter of the celebration felt distant as you stared at Kenta’s profile, his focus still on the pond. his round head, neatly styled back black hair and small ponytail on the back of his head make him looked... cute, you thought to yourself. cute like a turnip! and this thought made your face heat up all over again. your heart thudded faster as a sudden wave of boldness overtook you.

before you could second-guess yourself, you leaned over and pressed a quick, innocent kiss to Kenta’s cheek. the soft peck left a warm, tingling sensation on your lips.

“you look like a cute turnip!” you blurted, your voice high-pitched and panicked. the words tumbled out before you could stop them, and as soon as they did, your face turned crimson. without waiting for his reaction, you turned and bolted, your legs carrying you away as fast as they could.

Kenta, still crouched by the pond, blinked in confusion. “huh?” he muttered, his head tilting slightly as he processed what had just happened. “turnip?” he scratched the back of his head, his face scrunching in thought before a slow blush crept up his cheeks and ears. he touched the spot where your lips had landed.

“cute...” he said to himself with a little warm smile. he stood up, brushing his hands on his pants, and glanced in the direction you’d run. “guess i’ll show her another frog later,” he murmured to himself, a dreamy grin tugging at his lips as he thought about how many frogs he could catch so you could give him the exact same kisses for each frog!

from a distance, you peeked out from behind a tree, clutching the bark like it was your only lifeline. your cheeks still burned as you watched him sitting by the pond, seemingly unfazed. you had no idea what he was thinking, but you couldn’t bring yourself to go back. not yet, anyway...

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

Spoilers + theories 520-21

- We're off to an awful start, cutting off your finger for a man who doesn't even respect you or your child. I had a feeling I wouldn't like him. These women lowkey seem brainwashed, too, and a little unwilling in the first panel.

- Wait so I was right about gun being half korean then, or is this a mistranslation? His mother's name is Korean, I started to think that Gun Park was his Korean name that was given to him after his legal Japanese name.

- Honestly, Gun being born a full-fledged fighter was a joke. I didn't think it would happen.

"I already have a name, though."

- He looked so confused when his mother slapped him because he was too young to understand. I don't like seeing children get abused.☹️

" You're the hope of Yamazaki syndicate. And you're also my hope."

- What happened to those women who couldn't birth a UI child?

"And their leader's an elementary schooler?"

- Please ptj, be for real right now😭💀

"You did very well."

- Girl teaching your own child to hit you, please, what happened to self-respect, all for a man who's sulking over a loss. I can guarantee yall that he started the fight with Gapryong, too, because as much as Gap was a total cheater, he still cared about injustice.

"I understand, but I will never give up. I will wait for you to look back at me."

- Girl stand up.

"Someone who protected my mind...he ws the first to embrace me."

- The only sane person, meaning he'll die very soon

"Repay the humiliation Gapryong's gang put us through..."

- So their only purpose is that? I get that pride is a big thing for these guys, but like😟

"...even if that person is my son."

- I hope he doesn't have anymore children.

"...I'll be free of the Yamazaki." " I pity you."

- My heart goes out to Haruto. Imagine living every day pretending to be ok with the fact that your father doesn't value you.

- Where is his body? What if he did survive but hid himself away? What if one of the workers who was supposed to dispose of his body saved him? (Let me be delusional pls)

- I honestly didn't think ptj ate with the " I didn't cry because I never learned how to be sad" line. Sadness isn't something you learn. It just comes to you. I know he's trying to portray how detached Gun is from his emotional side, but this wasn't it. If someone you cared about died like that in front of you, you would feel something.

- Why do none of those yakuza leaders ever wear clothes in meetings? I know they can afford them.

- He literally ripped them apart. No wonder his wife seemed unbothered in the bath.

- Clearly, Gun isn't the firstborn. He's just someone who has the potential to be the head. With how easy it was for them to get rid of Haruto, it makes me wonder what happened to the other women who birthed Gun's half siblings. Were they sent home with their child? Were they sent home without their child? Were the children killed, or are they being used for something else? Were the women killed for not birthing a UI child?

I have a theory. I think something had happened between Gun and his father that led to Gun using his Korean name instead, maybe to rebel against his father or something who knows. But this something happened before the fall of the Magami clan. I also think Gun's father acknowledged him after this fight.