#ryu ga gotoku x reader

[melonsodypop]

H-hi! I hope It's ok if my first request is not a smutty one? Yakuza men and what makes them feel loved? Thank you in advance!

yakuza men and the things that make them feel loved !

❀ pairing -  kazuma kiryu, goro majima, taiga saejima, shun akiyama, y0!akira nishikiyama, daigo dojima, ryuji goda/reader (all seperate)

❀ tags - fluff, angst, gender neutral reader, probably sloppy character analysis, these men all really need therapy, love languages, alcohol/smoking mentions

❀ a/n - of course non-smut requests are welcome!! stares at my college degree on the wall that focused almost entirely on how people's experiences, relationships and environments affect them and their inner wounds/ways they want to be loved... i am so ready to break these down hehehehe (also i learned how to use gradient text are u guys proud of me)

kazuma kiryu ❀ spending time with him

deceptively simple, kiryu feels the most loved when you decide to just exist near him

oftentimes he feels like he's undeserving of company or that his mere presence is a danger to his loved ones, so frankly your insistence on being close to him is going to freak him out at first

he might even start avoiding you in the early stages of a relationship - don't take it personally, it's just that he loves you so much that he's anxious about hurting you

the more and more you stick by him, the more he realizes that he doesn't have to do everything on his own

in fact, he likes not doing everything on his own, a wave of relief every time he remembers that he has someone he trusts and admires deeply at his side

it slowly heals that deep emotional wound he carries that for someone to love him means for them to be hurt

the reason i hesitate to use the word 'quality time' with him is that he doesn't even really need you to be doing something with him

just being in the same room as him, focusing on whatever you both are working on separately

he's never been one to be comfortable expressing himself in words, the silence between the two of you like a warm blanket instead of awkward

i could get into my hc that he's autistic so it's a form of parallel play to him, but i digress

if you look over at him, you'll see that there's a rare soft smile on his lips

wordlessly will walk over to you and pull you flush to his side gently, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead

"i like when you're here," he'll grumble softly to you - which in kiryu-isms, really means 'please stay by my side like this forever'

goro majima ❀ letting him vent/talk about his feelings

oh boy i have so many thoughts about majima and how hard of a time he has accepting love

he's a master at self-sabotage - he doesn't know how to process feelings of love or affection, nor does he really feel that a piece of shit like him deserves it (see: how often he tells others that they'd be better off without him)

so he often chooses to bury his feelings instead of doing something about it

it was much the same when it came to you - he loves you so much, painfully so, but there was always that annoying voice in his head that told him that that you had better things to do than spend time on a mongrel like him

he'll keep his conversations surface-level with you at first, but ask him how he feels about everything and validate what he says

it'll catch him off-guard at first, and he might even try to put up a front and say he doesn't like talking about that sappy shit

but he'll eventually start giving in, going on long rants about all the crap he had to deal with that day or his 'tragic fuckin' backstory' while you listen intently

the more you wrench his ribcage open and force him to expose his real heart to you, the more he starts falling helplessly for you

not only are you letting him acknowledge and let out the emotions he keeps bottled up close to his chest, but you're seeing every ugly, rotten part of him and you still love him

now, that doesn't mean don't hold him accountable when he's kinda being a dick

praising everything he does will just make him feel like you're putting him on a pedestal or seeing some idealized version of himself you made up in your head

which will give his brain an excuse to run out on you before he eventually disappoints you

so don't let him run - from his feelings, from accountability, from you

the mad dog doesn't like to be collared, but for the person who looks past every facade he puts up and lets him just be goro majima - he'll happily put himself on a leash if it's you who's holding it

taiga saejima ❀ giving him physical affection

for most of his life, saejima was treated like a dangerous beast due to his size and that perpetual scowl on his face

it only got worse after the ueno seiwa hit - shackled like a circus tiger as he was dragged from jail to jail, never able to escape whispers of 'the man who slayed eighteen' and 'the stone-cold hitman' that make him sound more like an urban legend monster than a man

saejima has his own pride in his strength, and for the longest time he just accepted that he was the untouchable, scary beast that everyone made him out to be

it's not until you come into his life and start to subjecting him to little casual touches of affection that he realizes how touch-starved he is

grab his hand, cuddle him, catch him off-guard with kisses to his weary face - it makes his chest tighten in a way he doesn't understand just yet

he feels silly that such small, soft things are affecting him this much at first, but every casual little touch you give him makes him feel less like the boogeyman and more like a person

the fact that you trust him enough and feel safe enough to him to attach yourself to him... he feels like he could cry

it takes a while for him to start returning your touches, but when he does he suddenly turns into the biggest teddy bear

every time he holds your cute little face or holds you protectively against his chest at night, he's taught that his hands can do more than just inflicting pain

he'll never, ever admit it out loud but he loves it the most when you hug him, your arms barely able to wrap around his thick torso but trying your best regardless

he can't help but chuckle as he feels your body meld against his, patting your head and wrapping his arm protectively around your shoulders

he knows people would gawk if they saw how cuddly he gets with you, but he can't really bring himself to care

he's not a monster, a beast, stone-cold, or a killer when he's in your arms - just a big, soft tiger

shun akiyama ❀ taking care of his physical needs

akiyama SUCKS at taking care of himself, often relying on other people (i.e. hana-chan's scoldings) to remind him to eat or get his work done

it's not like he's completely helpless, he insists - he at least keeps himself clean and well-groomed

but being homeless for as long as he was, he eventually just forgot how to attend to his needs

even now, with all the money in the world, he's still unlearning how he had to just suppress his hunger pangs when food was an uncertainty and sleeping on a regular schedule when shelter wasn't always guaranteed

his body does it unconsciously now, often attending to his paperwork for hours on end without even noticing that he's hungry or tired

he feels embarrassed when you start slipping him bentos here and there when he's so wrapped up in his work, often giving you an apologetic smile and profuse thank you's

but the fact that you cared enough to notice, and cared even more to go out and get him something to eat makes him remember why he fell for you in the first place

he might protest weakly when you pull him away from his work when you notice his eyes are getting sunken and his body's lagging behind

or roll his eyes with a smirk when you snatch a cigarette from between his lips and smush it in the nearby ashtray, reminding him that he was whining about needing to quit smoking just yesterday

but he's truly, genuinely thankful that you're forcing him to take care of himself, the fact that you're invested enough in his wellbeing to scold him

he'll be damned though if he becomes one of those boyfriends that treats you like his mother, though - he may call himself a bum, but he's not THAT much of a bum

expect to be taken care of in equal measure, akiyama insisting to pay for your meals and run your errands for you to show with his actions, not just his words, how cared for you make him feel

akira nishikiyama ❀ praising him

yeahhh i couldn't not talk about nishiki's inferiority complex and how damaged his self-esteem is

his cool-guy bravado very thinly covers up a mountain of insecurities

he doesn't really feel like he does much of anything right, too pathetic to be a scary yakuza and too cowardly to stand up for himself or what he believes in

so anytime you genuinely praise him and tell him he did a good job with something, the high he gets from it is strong enough that he could probably quit nicotine, he thinks

he preens when you compliment how stylish he looks or how well he styled his hair - he takes a LOT of pride in his appearance, probably one of the few things he doesn't really have insecurities about

he can't help but grin ear to ear when you cheer for him at karaoke, or clap and whoop when he gets a strike at the bowling alley

he admires you so, so much, and that verbal affirmation that you think just as highly of him soothes that little boy inside that never thinks he's good enough for anything or anybody

every time you compliment him, he gets so giddy that he'll grab you by the waist and start pressing kisses all over your face

"i did that for you, baby," he'll claim proudly, his eyes shining with affection

the first time he cried in front of you, he was shocked that you didn't call him a crybaby or told him to man up

you just held him gently and wiped away his tears, whispering that he did the best he could and that you were so proud of him

he absolutely crumbles when he hears that, hugging you close and crying even harder :(

it kills him (in a good way) that even when you see him at his most vulnerable, you don't think he's pathetic or weak, just someone who needs the reassurance and comfort he's been deprived of his whole life

i'm not saying you'll fix him, necessarily - but perhaps the entirety of 1 could have been avoided if someone just told him he was doing a good job

daigo dojima ❀ letting him be weak

from the moment daigo was born a dojima, he was expected to be as strong, proud, and cold as the rest of his family

even when he left the tojo clan after the ryuji incident to not have to carry that expectation anymore, he still had a gang of people who started to follow him and put them on a pedestal as their leader

and now, as the sixth chairman, he has even less opportunities to let his guard down, not with thirty thousand people looking to him as an example and his enemies lurking at all times

daigo's resolve is strong, having long since accepted his lot in life as a leader - but he can't deny that he just gets so exhausted sometimes

so when he can come home to you, who doesn't expect him to be the sixth chairman, a dojima, or hell, even a yakuza, just daigo, is when he feels the most loved

sometimes just lays his head on your lap when it's just the two of you on the couch in the living, the feeling of your fingers threading gently through his jet-black hair and just being able to relax making the stress in his muscles melt away almost instantly

his greatest peace is when you both lay down to sleep at night, holding him in your arms and whispering to him about how hard he works and to get all the rest he needs

he hums softly and nuzzles into the crook of your neck, not saying anything back as he revels in the feeling of your fingernails scraping against his scalp as your digits comb through the tresses of his hair

there's no expectations, no danger, nobody expecting him to make a decision on the spot or suppress his personal feelings for the good of many

just his darling lover who sees him for who he is, feelings and weaknesses and all, and still loves him

he knows that there's a long list of things he has to do tomorrow and put on a strong face again, but for now he lets himself cuddle in your grasp, letting your words and gentle touches soothe him to sleep

ryuji goda ❀ when he gets to show off for you

a very... simple method of affection for a very straightforward man

he's just got some somewhat dated ideas about what it means to be a man in a relationship, and a lot of them revolve around flexing how strong and skilled he is to you

nothing makes him more satisfied than seeing your eyes shine with awe when he helps you move an insanely heavy piece of furniture or when he shows you just how much whiskey he can knock back in one go

it's less of the showing off itself that makes him feel loved - he's confident in his strength and his skills so he needs no reassurance in that department

but your cutely surprised reactions and the fact that you're so openly proud to call him your boyfriend that you'd let him strut his stuff out in public to show the world how cool and strong he is... yeah, that's what makes him happy

he gets so determined to show off for you that he sometimes gets in way over his head about things he usually wouldn't give a shit about

for example, when he tried to get you the cute stuffed animal that you wanted from the ufo catcher

ryuji scoffed and told you to step aside, confident that he would get it first try

until he didn't. and didn't on the second, third, fourth, fifth tries-

he let out a string of colorful curses as he watched the claw uselessly pinch at the round little sparrow, his jaw tensed in concentration as he shoved another coin into the machine's slot

ignores your reassurances that he really didn't need to do this for you, retrying until he eventually gets the damn thing to drop in the hole

he feels stupid until he hands the round bun-chan toy to you, your eyes wide and a smile on your lips

as soon as you hug him with a squealed thank you, he laughs, patting your head and telling you that it wasn't a huge deal

ryuji's not one to usually lie, but your praise and admiration is, unsurprisingly, the BIGGEST deal to him

as he wraps his arms around your waist to walk the streets of sotenbori, showing off both you on his arm and the little plushie he won you, he knows he would move both heaven and earth if it meant it would make you proud to call him your lover

[hifumi-123]

When you give him a Kabedon

Kabedon-when one character forces another against the wall with one hand or leans against the wall and makes the sound of "don"

Characters: Majima, Nishiki, Daigo, Ryuji, Mine

Majima Goro

After you corner Majima against the wall, he raises an eyebrow, looking at you with a puzzled expression. "Y/n-chan, what are you doing? Is this some new way of collecting debts?"

His question leaves you momentarily speechless. After sighing, you explain, "This is called 'Kabedon.' I saw the male lead do this to the female lead on TV."

Majima chuckles, crossing his arms and wearing a mischievous smile. "So you saw someone do this on TV and decided to try it on me, Y/n-chan?"

"Don't you like it?" you ask.

Majima laughs again, a hint of mischief in his smile. He gazes into your eyes, mischief dancing in his visible eye. "Of course, I like it. There's no man who doesn't enjoy being cornered by a woman. Except maybe Kiryu."

He straightens up, moving closer to you, his tall figure looming over you, closing the distance between you two. His mischievous smile grows wider as he continues, "But tell me... what did that male lead do next on TV?"

"Uh, well..."

Seeing you stutter, Majima chuckles softly once more, leaning in closer until his face is just centimeters away from yours. In a low, seductive voice, he whispers in your ear, his warm breath tickling your skin, "You should watch more TV, Y/n-chan. There's a lot more for you to learn."

Suddenly, he wraps his arms around your waist, turning you around and Kabedon-ing you against the wall. His arm rests beside your head, almost pressing his entire body against yours.

Leaning in even closer, his body now firmly against yours, pinning you to the wall. Majima's mischievous smile transforms into a seductive one as his face inches closer, allowing you to feel his breath against your lips.

"After a Kabedon, this is what should come next, right, Y/n-chan?"

Nishikiyama Akira (Yakuza 1)

In the office of the Nishikiyama Family's patriarch, you suddenly take a step forward, slamming both hands against the wall, kabedonning Nishikiyama in the corner. You expected this sudden move to startle Nishikiyama, maybe even see a blush on his face, but instead, he breaks into a bright smile.

"Hmm... more." Nishikiyama says.

You pause, thinking Nishikiyama is mocking you, and quickly retract your arms, saying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that... that's enough."

Just as you're about to step back, Nishikiyama suddenly reaches out and cups your face. His smile remains, but his gaze turns dangerously intense.

"If you dare to let go…" Nishikiyama says softly, his tone carrying an unmistakable threat.

A chill runs down your spine. It dawns on you that you may have misunderstood something, and more importantly, you seem to have angered someone you shouldn't have.

Goda Ryuji

You slam your palm heavily against the wall, attempting to trap the burly blond man in front of you between yourself and the wall. However, your "prey" doesn't seem too impressed.

Ryuji quirks his lips slightly, the scar on his upper lip contorting along with his smile, looking at you with a mischievous expression. His roguish grin leaves you slightly irritated.

"How can you call this a kabedon with this little strength?" Ryuji chuckles lightly, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing.

You freeze, not expecting your carefully planned "offensive" to be so easily defused. Just as you're at a loss, Ryuji suddenly leans in close, his warm breath brushing against your ear.

"Let me show you what a real kabedon is like..."

Before you can respond, Ryuji swiftly lifts you onto his shoulder.

"Wait, what?! How?!" you ask in a flustered manner.

Without any answer, Ryuji strides purposefully towards a room not far away.

Dojima Daigo

You pushed him against the wall without hesitation. Your arm propped next to Daigo's face, trapping the Sixth chairman of the Tojo Clan firmly between yourself and the wall.

Daigo froze, a hint of confusion flickering in his deep eyes. He furrowed his brows slightly and asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

A smug smile played on your lips, mischief glinting in your eyes. You whispered, "I'm giving you a kabedon."

Daigo blinked, seemingly processing the information. After a moment, he nodded slightly and replied seriously, "Ah, I see." He then maintained the position without any further reaction.

Your smile faltered as you incredulously stared at the man before you, still calm. You sighed in resignation, saying, "You're as dense as a rock..."

Daigo just tilted his head, sporting a puzzled expression.

As you were about to give up and retract your arm, Daigo suddenly moved. His action was swift and fluid, leaving you no time to react. In the blink of an eye, the positions between you two had switched.

Now it was Daigo who kabedoned you against the wall. His arm propped near your ear, body slightly leaning forward, his face mere inches from yours. Uncertainty flickered in Daigo's eyes as he tilted his head and asked, "Is this how it's done? Is this the kabedon?"

Your eyes widened, completely caught off guard by Daigo's uncharacteristic move. Your heart raced, a blush creeping onto your cheeks involuntarily. You opened your mouth but found yourself at a loss for words.

Daigo noticed the blush on your face. Frowning, he reached out and gently placed his hand on your forehead. His palm was cool, a stark contrast to your flushed face. Daigo asked seriously, "Why is your face so red? Are you running a fever?"

Feeling the warmth of Daigo's hand, your heart raced even faster. "I'm not running a fever...! It's... it's just really hot in here!"

At that moment, a knocking sound interrupted the delicate atmosphere between the two in the Chairman's office. Daigo slowly lowered his arm and stepped back. He looked at you, a hint of elusive emotion flashing in his eyes, and softly said, "I should get back to work."

You nodded and left his office. The events of moments ago replayed in your mind, a smile unconsciously tugging at your lips.

Mine Yoshitaka

You took a deep breath, mustering up the courage to gently push Mine against the wall. Your palm pressed against the cold surface, fingertips trembling slightly. Mine's breath was close, and you could smell a faint woody cologne on him. Looking up at him, you found his gaze direct, deep, and unreadable.

Mine's expression remained calm, but his voice was low and magnetic, "Are you kabedon-ing me?"

His calm response immediately made you flustered. Your cheeks felt hot, heart racing. You stammered, "Y-yes..." Your voice was softer than you had anticipated, almost a whisper.

Mine tilted his head slightly, murmuring to himself, "Kabedon huh..." His gaze grew deeper, as if contemplating something.

Suddenly, everything changed. Before you could react, Mine swiftly switched your positions. Your back hit the cold wall, making you inhale sharply. His arm propped near your ear, his palm against the wall, almost enveloping you completely.

You felt his thigh lightly pressing between yours, not in a crude manner but as a suggestive hint. Your breathing became rapid, heart beating even faster.

Leaning down, his lips almost touching your ear, his breath brushing against your skin, sending shivers down your spine involuntarily. His voice was low, magnetic, almost a whisper, "This way, it feels more imposing, doesn't it?"

I feel like majima would kabedon you like this:

And this is Masato and ichiban:

[ymiwritesstuff]

Watchful Eye

Dude I had to write for Majima again the brainrot is real LMAO this one I was inspired by one of the substories in 0, the one with the doll girl because AAA that one is so cute and wholesome I love dadjima. Anyway I hope you enjoy!

Yakuza 0

Goro Majima x Single Mom!Reader

Summary: It was but a mere coincidence, he had been at the right place at the right time, and soon he found himself silently watching over a small child who got attached to him quite quickly.

Notes: Fluff, mentions of bullying, DADJIMA

Also posted on AO3!

It had started out as another of Sotenbori’s random encounters, the ones you’d see on the side of the road, or in secluded alleyways. Mundane and standard for the city. That’s how he would describe it. Majima had seen his fair share of these incidental and banal meetings with the locals, but none had stuck to him as much as this one.

He did not exactly intend to venture to the area next to the small park for a smoke that day, it had just happened while he was buried in his thoughts. Something had weighed heavy in his mind, though he had long forgotten what it was. The only significant thing he remembered from that day was that peculiar encounter.

The little girl had bumped into him suddenly and the collision pulled him away from his thoughts. It had startled him slightly and despite the child obviously not noticing this, she was quick to apologize.

“I’m sorry, Mister.”

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, kiddo.”

He had expected the girl to run along and continue with whatever she was doing but soon noticed her looking up at him, shifting her weight between her feet. That prompted Majima to look around the park, only to find it rather empty.

“Where’s yer mom?”

The girl’s company hadn’t made him uncomfortable per se, he could even say that it alleviated some of the load on his shoulders and mind, but he had also been painfully aware of how he and his rough appearance might have earned him some dirty looks from possible onlookers. A man who looked like a yakuza hanging out with a girl who seemed barely ten years of age? Yeah, he would rather play it safe and avoid conflict.

She hadn’t seemed scared though.

“She’s at work,” She chirped and glanced behind her. “But she should be back soon!”

Majima had given her a hum at that. It was not a terribly unusual occurrence. One could see children by their lonesomes all over the city. Parents worked hard to maintain a stable life and income for the sake of their kids. Still, the sun was steadily disappearing behind the horizon, it would be dark soon.

“Ya got friends around here or somethin’?”

The girl shook her head, eyes falling to the ground beneath her small feet. “All my friends went home after school and I came here to wait for mommy.” Her eyes shifted towards the empty swings and benches, her smile vanishing the tiniest amount. “Usually there are other kids here too...”

Majima sighed softly. So this was a part of her regular daily routine. Poor kid, he had thought. He could only hope that her mother would return soon.

Upon taking another drag on his cigarette, the girl looked up at him again with furrowed brows and a pout upon her lips.

“Mommy says smoking is bad for you…”

Her words had been unexpected, and the bluntness of them caught him off guard as he found himself looking down at the child.

“Ya better listen to your mom then, kid.” He gave the cigarette between his fingers a glance. “She’s right, ya know.”

“Then why do you do it, Mister?”

He turned to the girl once more, her innocent question floating in his head for a bit as he tried to look for an answer that would make sense for a youngster her age. He found none.

“I dunno. Guess it’s just a habit…” Majima twirled the cigarette between his fingers, keeping his attentive eye on it.

His bland reply earned him a huff from the kid who quickly crossed her arms. “You should stop doing that, Mister. It’ll make your lungs as dark as your hair!”

Majima could not help but chuckle, the amusement caused by her scolding lifting his spirits far more than expected. He flicked the half-burnt cigarette away, to which the girl in front of him smiled brightly.

The Lord of the Night quickly dawned an exaggerated expression of shock, one that the child could latch onto and hopefully shift the tone of the conversation to something more lighthearted.

“Say whaaat? But my hair’s kinda cool, don’t ya think?” He ran his palms pompously over his head and neatly tied locks as he spoke. “Would be even cooler if my airbags matched.”

He was fully aware of how ridiculous he must have seemed, but hearing the giggles that flew out of the little girl’s mouth more than made up for that. It was but a small expression of joy, but Majima was happy to see it.

“You are so silly, Mister.”

Majima had been quite surprised at the girl’s friendly nature towards him. He had never expected anyone, let alone children to interact with him so casually. There was no fear or uncertainty in her shining eyes, only curiosity in its purest form one would expect from a child. She wasn’t wary of him, nor did she judge him with her gaze or her words. She must have been raised right.

“Hinami-chan!”

Both of them looked toward the direction where the unknown voice came from, though it did not take long for either of them to realize the identity of the person standing a few feet away from them.

“Mommy!”

The girl had begun running towards her mother, only to stop after a few steps to turn back to Majima with the widest smile on her face.

“Bye bye, Mister!!”

She had waved at him and continued her journey into her mother’s welcoming arms. The two adults exchanged brief glances, and Majima was surprised to meet with a neutral gaze, rather than a suspicious one. He had given a nod before leaving the park behind.

“Who was that, sweetie?” You had asked your daughter as she hugged you, the image of the man freshly planted in your mind. His appearance was striking, but he did not seem threatening and your daughter certainly didn’t seem to be frightened by him.

Hinami giggled playfully and looked up at you. “A friend.”

And that’s how it began. Majima found himself returning to the park, or at least the area relatively close to it. It was not completely intentional, the first few times had been a mere coincidence, something work-related, and every time he would catch a glimpse of the girl, sometimes accompanied by her mother. Sometimes the child noticed and waved, other times she was too occupied with playing.

Majima did not go out of his way to talk to her though, despite his short visits to the park becoming somewhat frequent. He still played by his own unwritten rule, one of them being don’t get innocents involved. Majima was constantly watched, and his stay in Sotenbori was so heavily monitored that he did not want to befriend too many locals, lest they get tangled in the predicament he was in.

That however changed one day when the park had been a bit more lively.

Majima had initially thought Hinami had been playing with friends from school, but mere seconds of listening to the harsh voices and laughs was more than enough to tell him what it actually was. The poor girl was getting bullied by her peers.

He had been quick to step in, his stern scowl being all it took for the boys surrounding the defenseless girl to go running off, fearful exclamations flying from their mouths. After muttering something under his breath, he turned to Hinami.

“Ya okay, kiddo?”

“I am. Thank you, Mister!”

After that, he returned often, even telling you about the bullying incident when he got the chance. You had been grateful that he had intervened and given him your thanks. You worked late and often worried for your daughter. Hinami was smart and independent for her age, but at the cost of you not being able to be there for her when she might have needed it. In that regard, someone like him was a blessing.

You began seeing him more and more often when you went to pick up your girl. He sat on one of the benches, keeping his watchful eye on Hinami. It brought you relief, knowing that someone was watching over her whilst you were gone, and as time went on, you got to know him a bit better.

Despite what his outward appearance would suggest, you soon found out just how gentle of a man lay behind it. From his eye that was softly framed whenever he looked out for your daughter to the way he would kindly greet you when you arrived and promptly excuse himself soon after, all of it told gave you a good idea of what kind of a person he was. 

He never stayed for too much chitchat, you knew his name, but not much else. You were sure he had his reasons, but a part of you could not help but be curious. He got along with Hinami unbelievably well, and she seemed to like him. It warmed your heart.

“Can I really have this???” Hinami asked, eyes sparkling in awe as she held the stuffed toy in her hands.

“Of course, ya can. I got it for you specifically,” Majima replied, recalling his haphazard visit to the arcade. He had wanted to try his luck with one of those cursed claw machines and managed to win a plushie after a few dozen tries. His wallet was scarred, but the girl was smiling.

“I hope your mom don’t mind the new friend ya got, though,” he muttered as Hinami sat next to him on the bench, holding the stuffed animal in a firm embrace. Truthfully, ever since he had won the silly game he wondered if he was close to stepping over a line that would get himself too involved in their life.

“Don’t worry, Mister.” Hinami turned to him, that bright smile of hers more apparent than ever. “I got it from you!”

Majima quirked an eyebrow at that.

“Hey, hey. What’s that s’posed to mean, Hinami-chan?”

His inquiry was not a serious one, but once he heard the impish giggles that bubbled from her and the way she excitedly kicked her feet, he felt something on his side. Now he was curious.

“Well… Don’t tell mommy I told you this but,” With her hand, she motioned for him to bring his head lower so he could hear her secretive whispers.

“She thinks you’re really handsome.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Majima’s chest tightened and his remaining eye widened. For a brief second, he wasn’t certain he had heard the girl correctly. 

“Huuh?? Whaddya mean, Hinami-chan??”

She giggled once more and hopped off the bench, strutting in front of the slightly flustered man, clutching her new toy. “She said so! I heard her! Mommy has also been smiling a lot recently.”

Majima could only blink silently as he listened to her, still somewhat shocked at the words he was hearing. Even a damn idiot could understand the meaning behind them, and immediately some logical part of him wondered if the line of privacy he had been so careful of had been rudely crossed, but that thought did not linger for long. Not when he looked at the overjoyed girl in front of him. He let out a laugh.

“That so?” Hinami nodded enthusiastically.

“Yep!” Her expression quickly abandoned all of its brightness and became deadly serious, it was almost frightening. “But you absolutely cannot tell her that I told you!!”

The young girl's stare was so intense that the pledge left his mouth almost too fast.

“Alright, alright. I won’t tell a soul, okay?”

Hinami, seemingly not satisfied with mere words, then lifted her pinky up and brought her hand to him. After a moment of silence, she spoke:

“You have to promise, Mister. Otherwise, it doesn’t count!” She announced curtly.

Shaking his head out of sheer amusement, he chuckled and leaned forward, gingerly wrapping his pinky around her tiny one.

“I promise ya, Hinami-chan. It’ll be our secret, all right?”

The girl gave him a single nod as she retreated her hand, before running off to the swings with her plush toy. Majima kept his eye on her and leaned back lazily, lightly smiling to himself as the routine that he had gotten fairly used to continued its course.

Majima’s sharp ears caught the approaching footsteps when you finally arrived, but your daughter was too occupied with playing to notice you stepping behind the bench on which the man that had kept your child company these past weeks sat. Your eyes met, and you gave him a smile.

“She looks quite busy,” you commented, pointing to the direction of your daughter with your gaze, which made Majima let out a short chuckle.

“That she is. Hope ya don’t mind the little present I gave her.” He turned his head to look at you, only to be met with an expression that to him looked peaceful, content with the present moment.

“Not at all. She clearly loves her new friend.” Majima hummed in agreement. Even from far away, he could see the cheerful grin on her face and it coated his insides in a warm radiance he rarely felt. She resembled you, something he had noticed the more time had gone by. He was certain Hinami had inherited your smile.

Your eyes wandered to the mysterious man you know so little about, and once again, curiosity poked at you. He did so much for you only by keeping your young child company when you couldn’t. It was out of the goodness of his heart, something you never would have guessed had you met under different circumstances. 

You recalled the times Hinami would ask if the nice man with the eyepatch would be waiting for her after school, and each time you replied that you didn’t know. Yet he had been there, every time since the bullying incident. 

And you had never managed to thank him properly.

“I better get goin’,” he suddenly said and stood up. You immediately knew what it meant, it was all too familiar. This time though, you stopped him from leaving prematurely, not before giving him your gratitude.

“Majima-san,” you called out, which stopped him in his tracks. He turned to you, a puzzled look upon his tired face for you had never delayed his departure. In truth, you had never been fast or brave enough.

“I… I just wanted to thank you. For everything.” The way your words came out was far from effortless, they almost got stuck in your throat. Had you been more astute, you may have noticed your increasing heart rate.

Majima turned to you fully, staying silent as you continued.

“Hinami talks about you every day, and to be completely honest,” you gave your precious daughter a glance, your heart fluttering at the sight of her, lost in her own little world. With a sigh, you looked at Majima once more.

“She needs someone like you.”

Majima’s eye softened. He immediately understood what your words were insinuating. Perhaps he had subconsciously always known it. You were always the one to pick her up, and Hinami only ever talked about ‘mommy’, it did not take a genius to put the pieces together. Though Majima himself never saw himself as the fatherly type, he was glad he was able to bring some joy into your daughter’s life.

“She’s a joy to be around,” he admitted in a low voice while turning his head toward her. “A real ray of sunshine, that one.” His words warmed your heart, but his gaze hardened and his eyebrows frowned.

“But I can’t be doin’ this forever, as fun as it is.” Majima hated to say those words, but he also could not deny the fact that he would not be staying in Sotenbori any longer than he had to. The city was his cage, a reminder of his mistakes, and anyone who got too close to him could be in danger. It was the last thing he wanted.

You gave him an understanding nod, noting the way his tense shoulders seemed to relax at your gesture. “And I won’t ask you to. I just wanted to let you know how much this all means to her and me. So, truly,” you bowed down slightly.

“Thank you, Majima-san.”

Majima noticed how soft your voice had become as you expressed your gratitude. It gave him an uncomfortable tingle in his core. He hadn’t expected his actions to be this meaningful to someone. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

“It’s nothin’, really. Your little girl’s been great company, ya raised her well.”

You muttered a quick thank you once more as you straightened yourself. Majima looked at you fondly, his kind stare washing away all the stress you may have felt from work. There was a comfortable silence as the two of you silently looked at each other. For the first time, you noticed the small details of his face, from his faint dark circles to his cleanly shaved chin.

You wondered how he lost his eye, where he worked, and how he managed to keep his raven locks in such a neat ponytail. The mystery surrounding the man was killing you and the thoughts that roamed in your head gave you the courage to open your mouth.

“Still, I want to thank you properly, Majima-san,” you began, taking a few steps toward him. You took a breath to calm your nerves.

“Would you join me for dinner sometime?” Once the question was launched into the air, you immediately felt like a weight had disappeared from your shoulders, though you would still need to wait for his answer.

The proposal drifted in his mind for a moment and he thought back to the words spoken to him earlier by Hinami. Ones he had sworn to keep a secret. Though he had initially thought they were a product of her imagination, the way you carefully voiced your question made him doubt it. Whether it was only a way for you to express your appreciation, or something more, he was intrigued and found it difficult to refuse.

“Sure thing. That sure seems like good compensation for lookin’ out for the little rascal,” he joked, which eased some of the tension in your being and prompted you to laugh slightly.

“Sounds great.”

Your smile lingered as Hinami finally noticed you and began to run toward you as she always did, eager to show off her new toy given to him by the kind one-eyed man.

~

Support me on ko-fi!❤️

[yakuzacasual]

A bento! Made with care! By a loving wife!

The only thing on my mind while doing that side quest was Kashiwagi and it shows. Possibly ishin spoilers for names, and Akiyama specifically so thread carefully. Also I am using the yakuza names in brackets cause i cannot for the life of me remember them by Ishin names.

Ishin men get a bento from their partner with (Kashiwagi) Inoue Genzaburo, (Ryuji) Saigo Kichinosuke and (Akiyama) Katsura Kogoro

(KASHIWAGI) INOUE GENZABURO

- You’d think he will be all embarrassed and troubled to be handed a bento right before his squadron and other captains. You’d think WRONG. Much to everyone’s surprise, he is very smooth about it. His lips bend into a rare, kind smile as his calloused hands gently wrap around the package, carefully wrapped in a colorful cloth. He stares right at you with this wistful gaze, like you are his entire universe and more... Although you can imagine that in reallity, he is definitely gauging reactions out of the corner of his eye.

- Gen is not the kind for pettines. Yet, whenever it comes to his beloved partner, he feels immense pride in rubbing it hard into the wounds of the starved shinsengumi hounds. Showing them what they could never have. In some ways, he thinks of you as a trophy, but with how kindly he treats you it hardly feels like an insult. If anything, being able to tame one of shinsengumi’s best is to be worn like a badge of pride.

-  He makes sure to thank you with a kind word for your dedication and is most regretful he cannot offer a kiss to the knuckles of these hands, that prepared the meal for him. Not right away, that is. Instead he inconspiciously leans closer, tips of his ears slightly burning, as he whispers to meet him by the riverbed. Gen needs not say anything more, you’ve been at it for a while after all. This meticulous little mischief of yours, that starts with handing him a bento for all to see and ends in a secluded spot where he consumes the food while listening to your day. Otherwise know as his favourite part of the day.

- So both of you slip away from prying eyes, enjoying each others’ presence to the tune of soothing sound of waves. He sits by you, his face filling with little wrinkles of joy as he uncovers the delicacies of the homemade bento. The conversation you share is so engaging, that before you know it he is already halfway through, his free hand sneaked around yours with fingers drawing circles into your skin. Gen’s touches are always so gentle and yet barely a little brush sends warm tingles running through your body. Fondness. Both yours towards him and his towards you.

- It’s pretty much his habit to share the bento with you, so he always encourages you to fill at least some part with your favourite foods. Even if you deny him that little pleasure, you will suddenly start hearing about how much he loves that meal or the other that you just happen to enjoy. You can’t beat the old fox. If you ask him to feed you, he would certainly grumble about how you “are no longer a child”, but at the same time Gen would never dare truly deny you.

(RYUJI) SAIGO KICHINOSUKE

- Still not over the fact that he did actually score you, the best goddamn thing ever, as his partner. And now you even bring him a lovely, homemade bento? Not even his big ego can help him wrap his head around this, even if he makes sure to look otherwise. There is a full fledged smirk on his face as you approach with the wrapped goods, his hands crossed nonchalantely on his chest. The aura he exudes just screams smug, confident and in a way not surprised he is having people fawing over him. Even his men, despite the fact that they are pretty sure you are the first one to ever do that, try to pay no mind. No one dares point out the twinkles in his eyes, knowing it leads to nothing but trouble. For you, however, these twinkles are the most endearing thing about your lion of a lover.

- Saigo has no sweet words to offer, instead messing up your hair with his big hand and accepting the bento like he is doing it for your benefit, more than his. The only sweet thing is the time he takes to tease you about it, asking if you want to poison him or perchance court him - like you are not partner already. He enjoys the bickering, and keeping you around longer, almost as much as the dishes you prepared for him so you make sure to entertain his playful side at least sometimes.

- While you cannot accompany him during the dinner, you can be sure to find a cleaned out bento right outside of your room the following evening. On more busy nights it just appears on its own, but the little trinkets left just by it - like a freshly picked flower - assure you that you were visited by the lion himself. Every other time, however, Saigo makes sure to stop by in person, even for a brief spell. His partner will not be left wanting for his attention, that’s for sure. Be it some intimate time in your room - just so spying servants are less likely - or a date out on the city, the man will pour all his heart into making you feel appreciated and loved. 

- If you happen to make it a habit, he will get incredibly worried when you stop bringing him food. “Did they get kidnapped” kind of worried. He has his men all over Kyo, himself included if circumstances allow, looking for your whereabouts only to find you completely oblivious and enjoying your time. It takes some explaining to get it through his thick head that you were being late or maybe didn’t have inspiration to cook today altogether. He doesn’t want to make you feel guilty about it, not in a malicious way but... The puppy eyes do make you feel at least SLIGHTLY guilty. You can’t help but accept an invitation for shared dinner now. And the whole situation causes quite an uproar for the days to come, with all the factions on edge. It just so happens to be the perfect excuse to offer you to stay with him for the time being. Forever, maybe?  

(AKIYAMA) KATSURA KOGORO

- So giddy when Ikumatsu presents the bento you left for him! His trusted spy is left giggling mess as she watches her boss light up in joy, his fingers impatiently unwraping the material around dinner you lovingly prepared. Kogoro spares no vocal compliments, boasting loudly to every usual patron enjoying their drink in the bar. No one seems too bothered, at this point they are used to his antics and if anything, watching him so entranced is just endearing. Just as he is about to dig in, you suddenly reveal your presence previously hidden by the kitchen door - a little ruse Ikumatsu came up with to surprise the leader.

- Somehow, his smile manages to get ever wider and in no time he strides over to your side, hands gently placed on your shoulders. The comforting warmth of his fingers seeps down into your core, as the man’s voice trembles with geniuine passion. It’s only a few words of gratitude and yet this sincerity is near dizzying when you realize all the eyes on you. Kogoro pays no mind himself, but in a second thought he does worry he might cause you trouble. Immediately backs down with a sheepish expression, hands twitching at his side ever so slightly now that they are no longer hooked around your figure.

- The next time you come over with a bento, he makes sure to be prepared. Even Ikumatsu backs off when he explains his master plan to pay you back for your kindness. As you settle down in the bar, enjoying the slow business with a sip of tea, Kogoro bursts out of the kitchen not unlike you did. Much to your surprise, he is wearing an outfit more appropriate for a cook than Choshu leader - topped off with a cute little apron barely tied around his waist, clearly belonging to some of the more feminine chefs. In his arms he cradles his favourite dish, clearly fresh and... Slightly off. He looks truly defeated like never before. He lost, and to a meal no less.

- Hopefully you are willing to still give it a try. It doesn’t look outright poisonous, at very least, and the look in his eyes tells you that it might yet lift his spirits. Just a kind “thank you” coming from your lips makes him brighten right up. He watches you like a hawk, as you take the first bite only to discover, that it is actually pretty good! Although some elements are all over the place and presentation was less than appealing, you can tell there was a lot of effort and heart put into it. You find that it just gets better with each bite through the simple reality of him by your side. Finally as the dish is cleaned, Kogoro finds it in himself to ask for your review. Can you imagine how happy he will be when you ask him to cook for you again some time?

[dem1verse]

𝕽𝐘𝐔 𝐆𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐔

❪ 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅; ❀ ━ 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓; ➵ ━ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊; ★ ❫

━━━━━━━━ ﹆   TOJO CLAN

𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

━━━━━━━━ ﹆   OMI ALLIANCE

𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

━━━━━━━━ ﹆   YOKOHAMA LIUMANG

𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

━━━━━━━━ ﹆   GEOMIJUL

𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

[quartzalynlove]

Dating Goro Majima Would Include

Pairing: Majima x fem! Reader

Summary: dating our favorite crazy eyepatch man

A/n: I knew the second I saw this man that he'd make me post about him

WARNINGS: N/A

Your honor if this isn't a gift giving man idk what is

He's buying whatever your eye lingers on for more than a second

Or getting random clothes he wants to see you in

And you better not get caught looking too good around him because he's gonna get rabid

The strength of Mr Shakedown couldn't pull him off of you

He'll cling onto you and all but try to eat you

When you finally push him off he'll get all pouty so you'll have to let him know that he can get all clingy later

Definitely shows you off

There's not a member of the Tojo Clan that doesn't know Majima's girl

You could walk right in and out of HQ just to say "hi" unscathed because who's getting in the way of Majima and his girl?

No one that values their life that's for sure

Kisses are sloppy and open mouth

I swear all that junk food has him nutrient deficient

I wouldn't be surprised if he's a biter too

But he lives for all that soft crap

Throw him off with a sweet, chaste kiss and he might start rattling like a cartoon character

I think he'd love anyone that matches his crazy even a little bit

Like having a few screws loose makes you just perfect for him

He'd play into the dog thing

Not even in a suggestive way, mostly just for the plot

"Trust me, darlin', I live up ta both parts of my name!"

Head scratches, curling in your lap

He might even growl a little into your neck if you've got a new perfume on

It's to prove a point but he does love it if you're the one doing it

He'd probably let you walk him on a leash if you felt like it

Physical touch is definitely his second biggest love language

He holds you like he's trying to absorb into your skin

Inhaling your essence with the desperate hope that part of you is coming to dwell in him with each breath

If you tease him about how soft he is with you, he'll brush it off, but the truth is that you're the whole world to him

In a life that's always moving and changing, you're his gorgeous, brilliant constant, and he cherishes that

He loves his crazy life, but watching you fade into view each day as the soft morning light spills in around you? That's the reason he keeps going.

He's also clingy because he's a little scared as well

The only person crazier than him must be whoever chose to be with him

He may be a force of nature in the yakuza, but he still can't control what each day may throw at the two of you

Whatever it may be seems to melt away when he comes home to you, though

Just by watching you he can see the rest of his life clearly and not the day to day antics he constructs on whims

He can see himself leaving everything behind and leading a domestic life

But that may be his most insane fantasy yet

[lemonxdaisybby]

Hi! Can I also ask for lingerie headcanons for Kiryu, Daigo, Majima, Saejima and Watase?

Round 3 of surprising them with lingerie ✨

It’s been a while since I played Y5, and I honestly can’t remember a lot about Watase, so I have left him out of this one as I’m scared I’ll absolutely butcher his character - I’m so sorry. I’m planning on replaying Y5 once I’m finished Judgement and Y6 (which I’ve just started replaying now too), so maybe then I’ll post some hcs for him!

Thank you for the ask, enjoy 💕

Kiryu:

Cute angel Kiryu would be so flustered and shook, coming home to find you waiting for him in lingerie. His eyes would widen, and he’d take a sharp intake of breath, his eyes slowly taking you in. He’d pull a classic Kiryu move, and attempt to look away, acting all respectful, even though the outfit is clearly for him. He’d just be so flustered, his brain would temporarily stutter, and he wouldn’t quite know how to react.

You’d likely have to approach him, gently taking hold of his chin and angling his face to look down at you, letting him know that it’s okay. He’d be so turned on seeing you all dressed up for him, and he would gradually get over his flustered state once he begins to take you in more, his gaze studying every inch of you.

You’d have to guide him to the bedroom, and then start leaving soft kisses on his neck, jaw and lips. He’d soon start responding back to your touch, once the initial shock has worn off. Kiryu is a total switch, he’s naturally more dominant, but is more than happy to let you take the lead at times too, and this would be one of those instances. He’d just be in awe of you to be honest, so you’d need to take control and tell him what you want him to do, and he’d be quick to oblige.

Kiryu likely would prefer more classy types of lingerie, like a silk chemise or babydoll. Something that covers you a little, but still shows enough skin to really get his heart racing. He also is a boob man, so something low cut that gives him a teasing view of your breasts would really have him heated.

Daigo:

Daigo would definitely be pretty flustered coming home to find you in your lingerie, more so because of how unexpected it is. He’d attempt to ask you what’s going on, but he’d stutter, and his cheeks would be the prettiest pink colour. Who knew the chairman of the Tojo Clan could be rendered speechless this easily?

He’d gather himself pretty quickly, his eyes raking over you as you walk towards him, grabbing his tie and pulling him in for a deep, heated kiss. He’d respond very eagerly, one hand burying itself deep in your hair, whilst the other takes hold of your waist, pulling you to him as close as possible.

Once in the bedroom, your lingerie will probably come off fairly quickly, however if you’re wearing stockings he may request that you leave them on. He thinks your legs look so sexy in them. Daigo would also be a complete sub when it comes to you wearing lingerie, as he is completely under your spell. It won’t be long before he’s a quivering, groaning mess beneath you.

Daigo would probably adore full lingerie sets on you. For example, a basque, matching thong, a garter belt, and stockings. He would find lace material so attractive, and also it feels nice under his touch, so anything lacy will get you bonus points.

Majima:

You just know that with Majima, his reaction is going to be very over the top and dramatic. He’s not used to surprises, especially not ones like this. He would freeze as soon as he spots you, his eye widening dramatically. He’d probably yell out a ‘whaaaaat?’ in surprise.

Once over the initial shock, which would happen fairly quickly, Majima would be all over you, his hands roaming your body and turning you this way and that, so he can get a good look at you. He would be showering you with compliments, calling you his pretty little doll, and telling you how sexy you look, and how cute you are for surprising him.

Majima would take you to the bedroom, and would be all over you in an instant. He’d just be so turned on and so pleased that you surprised him like this, he’d be very eager and would want to return the favour by giving you some mind blowing sex. The lingerie is likely gonna end up torn on the floor, as he would be a bit too eager to get it off you, and all the fiddly straps likely made him impatient.

Majima would probably like a wide range of lingerie. He would prefer more cutesy, girly lingerie like floaty babydolls in pretty, pastel colours, but would also really like PVC or PU leather material lingerie too. Anything that gives him the best view of your boobs, he adores.

Saejima:

Saejima is a shy big bear of a man, and you would near enough break him when surprising him with lingerie. As soon as he sees you, his mouth is just going to form a little ‘O’, and his eyebrows would shoot up in surprise.

He would initially attempt to look away, trying to be more gentlemanly, but internally he would probably realise this is a dumb move. Not only has he already seen you nude before, it’s obvious that you’ve got the lingerie on for him. He would be questioning himself why he looked away, which would probably render him further embarrassed.

Though he’s awkward and unsure of how to react, he would be so appreciative of you for doing this. Once you approach him and gently place your hand on his cheek, softly guiding his gaze towards you again, he would clear his throat, attempting to gruffly pass you a compliment by telling you that you look nice, but his cheeks would be so red still.

Sex with him following this would be so soft and gentle. He’d be so appreciative that you’ve taken the time to surprise him, that he’d want to return the favour with some romantic sex. The lingerie would definitely end up on the floor rather quickly, as he’s a simple man, and generally prefers to see you naked.

As said, Saejima would enjoy seeing you completely nude, but he’s not opposed to some lingerie either. A simple matching bra and thong set would do him just fine, maybe with a garter belt too. Nothing too fancy.

[gladoswantscake]

Just a Scratch - Goro Majima x Reader

Summary: This wasn't the first time he came home in the middle of the night beaten up.

Warnings: Minor spoilers from Kiwami 1

Available on AO3

The outside of Kamurocho's bright neon city lights shined warmly through your bedroom curtains as you slept. Tonight was quiet. Too quiet and lonely. Tonight was one of those nights when you couldn't fall asleep. You roll over to stare at the empty spot on the other side of the bed; desolated and cold. It lacked your lover. Nighttime was when you longed for him the most. You only ever get to see him when he leaves for work and when he comes home at night. Going many hours each day without seeing him makes you yearn for his presence. A good day is when Majima comes home to you.

Of course, being a patriarch has more responsibilities and also requires him to attend to more important matters. He'd be lucky if he was able to come home before dusk. But that was rare.

You roll back over to your side to glance at the clock. Almost midnight. You'd only been in bed for nearly two hours and not a feeling of drowsiness hit you. At least he'll be home anytime now. You make an attempt to try to sleep.

Not even ten minutes in and the sound of three loud knocks erupts you from your sleep. The noise startles you as you sit up quickly, feeling your heart pacing rapidly. The continuous loud knocking begins to strike a nerve in you.

"Alright... Alright..." You shout as you sluggishly get out of bed.

You drag yourself to the front door, rubbing your face as you unlock the deadbolt and the knob. Upon opening the door stood Majima; beaten and bruised up.

What shocked you even more was his new attire: A dirty pink bodycon dress with torn fish net stockings, tousled blond wig, and press-on nails. The makeup was surprisingly well-kept on his face despite how badly wounded the rest of his body was.

You then remembered this morning before he left, he spoke to you about an idea he had in mind to lure Kiryu: If there was one thing that many men loved, it was women.

But you didn't expect Majima to come home dressed as a hostess.

"Sorry if I woke ya up. I lost my key."

You took no time to pulling him into your home. "What the hell happened to you this time?"

Majima follows you from behind, removing and tossing the pink high heels onto the floor at the front door in the process. A sly grin appears on his face. "I uh, got my butt beat again by Kiryu-chan." He follows you into the bathroom.

Ever since Kiryu got out of prison, Majima has been coming up with weird ideas.

Majima sits on the seat of the toilet. He watches as you dig through the cabinet searching for your medical supplies. It felt like a ritual to patch him up every time he came home injured. He never complained once about it. He secretly enjoyed being doctored up by you. Physical touch was a love language of his.

You set out bandages, rubbing alcohol, and pads on the sink then leaving in search for a bath towel in the bedroom.

"I thought Goromi would have been the perfect hostess to make him swoon." He removes the messy blond wig. "Almost had him too!"

"Maybe he's not into buff women." You shout from outside of your bedroom.

As Majima waits for your return, he begins to undress himself. The tight fabric of the dress was making it impossible for his fingertips to reach the zipper. Even trying to pull the dress downward didn't budge. "What a goddamn pain." He grumbles. "Who the hell makes these dresses where ya can't even get out of?!"

You quickly return to him, unzipping the dress for him revealing. Large bruises already forming on his bare back.

"Thank you, doll." He sighs in relief.

"This has to be the most uncomfortable thing I've ever worn." He removes the pink thong before wrapping a towel around his waist. "Do ya think pink looks good on me?" He jokes.

"I think it accentuates your figure." You glance up at him. A faint bruise was starting to appear on his jaw and a few scrapes scattered amongst his face.

"I'm sorry your idea didn't go as planned." You remove his eyepatch before getting started. Your hands cups both sides of his cheeks to examine the damage. You then reach for the gauze wipe then the alcohol. After lightly dousing the wipe, you cautiously dab his face.

"Ah, don't be sorry. I had fun." He winces at the feeling of the alcohol wipe stinging his cheek. "You should'ave seen Kiryu blushin'." He chuckles softly.

"So Goromi, huh?"

Majima laughs to himself. "Oh yeah. Now that you reminded me. I gotta a great story to tell ya."

----------------------

After disposing the used gauze and band aids, you return to him to observe his beaten face. The condition was slight better than it was prior.

"I'm worried for you."

"How so?"

"I'm worried that one of these nights you won't come home."

"Aw Y/N-chan..." His voice trails. His hands roam up your waist. "Don't be havin' those thoughts, besides it feels like I only took a scratch." He gives you a reassuring smile.

"I get that you enjoy fighting, but there's only so many times you can do it before something bad happens to you."

Majima sighs. His hands move to your wrists, taking them in his hands. "Darlin' I've told you many times I can't quit. It ain't no easy job. Hell, I've been a yakuza my whole life and I'm still kicking."

Majima was extremely defensive when it came to you preaching concern about his brawling habits. There was no way he was backing down something that he enjoyed doing. But with what you said was true. All the times he got into conflict, the thought of him ending up dead never crossed his mind. He had gotten an earful from you when he came home from the hospital a couple of weeks ago when one of his subordinate's accidently stabbed him. He could see why an incident like that concerned you for his safety.

"I may have some cuts and bruises, but I'm still here. I ain't goin' nowhere. I promise."

"Promise?"

He pulls you into his lap. "As long as come home to see my Y/N-chan." His lips peck yours, leaving a faint lipstick stain on your lips.

Your hand runs through his messy undercut. "I'll be waiting for you in bed."

"You're not gonna join me?" He whines. "I haven't seen my Y/N-chan all day."

You took your time contemplating the idea.

"At least let me return you the favor." He purrs. "I gotta show how much I appreciate all that you've done for me."

[ryujitakoyaki]

Ryuji Goda Dating Headcanons

First official post! Decided to write about my fav let me know if yall want more for other characters.

Given his bold nature, Ryuji would enjoy taking you out on spontaneous fun dates and wild adventures. Expect motorbike rides around the city (definitely not hinting at his RGGO online story) and eating at high end restaurants you’ve never been to.

Ryuji definitely has the most random skills and loves to learn them too. He would learn to bake delicious cakes and would also be surprisingly talented at it just to impress you (and feed his own massive ego). He is oddly good at mixology too, and he makes the best beverages from his refined tastes.

He would 100% spoil you. You wanted this new phone? He has it already for you. You wanted a new outfit? He would buy you the whole store. This man is absolutely whipped for you and would do most things for you.

He is very soft with you in private and loves sharing intimate moments with you. In public, he still has an image to maintain, so he appears distant. But once he's alone with you, this man will cuddle and tease you all the time.

[itz-wanderer]

Love Language Headcanons (Kiryu, Majima, Nishiki)

Kiryu Kazuma

- He’s the type to show his love by spending quality time with his s/o, just talking to each other and sharing how the day went for both of you or it doesn’t even have to be. Talking nonstop to each other, you can just cuddle up with him on the couch, watching movies, feeling each other’s warmth, that way he can learn more about you and have a deeper connection with you.

- He may not show it but he secretly wishes that when you are watching a scary movie, you would jump and bury your face in his arms making him feel like he is a strong dependable man, which of course he already was.

- He has a hard time complimenting you considering how he does not show his feelings but his cute efforts are what melts your heart. A strong, dangerous man trying to impress you with his clumsier side… What could be more adorable and impressive than that?

- No words to be spoken, it was a mutual understanding. Even though he’s a busy man, he tries to find time for you. Call or text you during the day. There’s no single day where he doesn’t think of you.

- He may not be good with words but he sure will show his affection through gifts which he gets recommended by Reina considering she was the only close female friend he had. Reina, being a woman who was always well-informed about all the current fashion and accessory affairs, made sure to help out poor Kiryu choose gifts for you!

Majima Goro

- Majima is the kind of person who would like surprising you more rather than gifting you things right away. He likes to do things when you least expect it and when it happens, it just leaves you blown away!

- He loves being a mystery and figuring him out is one hell of a task for you too. Maybe this was the thrill of being in love with a man like him? After all, who does not like a mysterious man who intensely loves you but does not show it all the way either.

- He will most likely be the silent one and will only respond back with a hug when you give it to him first. He knows you like holding hands when you walk but he wont straight away say it to you. He would just take all his stuff from the hand that is on your side and slightly cough, signaling “my hands are now empty and you could hold my hand if you want to”. You sure did find that hella cute and his unspoken offer was never refused.

- Even though he’s now an old man he always has that child-like kindred spirit in him which just glows up when you surprise him with food you had practiced. He surely would worry about the cuts on your fingers but he never let your efforts go to waste.

- As much as he loved loving and pampering you, he was genuinely glad that he had someone who reciprocated just as intensely as he did. He loved having his hair played with while he just sat on the floor and watched Tv while you massaged his head. You always found him asleep by the time you finished and you would just cuddle up to him sharing a blanket and doze the night away.

- He would often surprise you with Post-It notes with compliments written on them in all the places which he knows you would look at when you first wake up. This mostly happened when he needed to wake up early in the morning to go out to another town for work.

- He made sure that he tucked the blanket in properly just so you wouldn't catch a cold and leave a cup of coffee by the table along with an ugly selfie he took while you were asleep. This never failed to bring a smile to your face and all you could think to yourself was “what did i deserve such a charming man?”

Akira Nishikiyama

- He’s another person who prefers giving gifts to show his affection toward his s/o. Even if there’s no special occasion, he’ll still buy you gifts now and then, especially when he sees a nice necklace on display in some sweet jewelry store walking down the street. Just imagining how that necklace would beautifully wrap around your neck enhancing your beauty even more, it’s enough reason for him to instantly buy it for you.

- It’s shopping trip time! Since he has a great sense of fashion himself, he’ll help you out in choosing outfits which are gonna look perfectly pretty on you and his choice is never wrong so you can trust him. Unlike that one time when he selected a white suit for Kiryu. :”)

- While he likes giving gifts to his s/o, he’d prefer to have an s/o who’s always there for him, supporting him when he’s down and in his worst state. He needs someone who knows their way with words, tell him how much he means to you, how precious he is, that’ll remind him to stay strong no matter how hard his day can be.

- He is super affectionate to physical touch, he’d like to come home from his rough day, having to deal with all the other higher-ups by cuddling with you. When you kiss him every time before he goes to work, he’ll have that stupid smirk the whole day leaving Kiryu in confusion as to what good thing had just happened.

Note :

Feel free to send requests! 💛

[melonsodypop]

Hi! How about some silly fluff? Yakuza men and playing pocky game with them? uwu Thank you!

yakuza men and playing the pocky game with them !

✾ pairing - kazuma kiryu, goro majima, taiga saejima, shun akiyama, y0!akira nishikiyama, daigo dojima, ryuji goda/reader (all seperate)

✾ tags - gender neutral reader, fluff, suggestiveness in some sections

✾ a/n - ur brain is so huge because this is SUCH a cute idea and i would've never come up with it on my own :,3 <33 fluff is a bit harder for me to write so it's a little shorter than my other posts but i hope you all still enjoy !!

✾ kazuma kiryu 🐉

when you suggest playing it, bro just hits you with a blank stare

"what... is that?"

you decide just to give him a visual of what you mean by taking the stick out and putting it between your teeth

his eyes widen a little when you point at the other end of it and tell him to bite it

you can almost see the gears turning in his head. he's starting to get the point

you're fully expecting him to turn you down when he nods, that determined gleam he always has still in his eyes. "fine. i just need to bite down here, right?"

he feels ridiculous when he bends down and catches the pocky stick between his teeth, but when your hand comes up to cup his jaw and you bite a little closer his focus zeroes in entirely on you

you can practically see the way his pupils dilate when he takes his turn to bite, the increasing closeness of your lips driving him up the damn wall

it only takes another flutter of your eyelashes and an infuriatingly small nibble on your end before kiryu's biting down hard, snapping the stick between your mouths and just pressing his lips to yours

his hand comes up to cradle the back of your neck, his frustration pouring into the kiss before he finally softens, pulling away to look you in the eyes

the tips of his ears are a bright red, and his brow is furrowed in the way it does when he's thoroughly embarrassed

"that... wasn't half bad," he mutters, "but if you wanted to kiss me... you could've just asked"

despite his fluster, he can't get the image of you so close to him with the little treat between your lips and the taste of chocolate on his tongue when you kissed out of his head for the next week

✾ goro majima 🐍

his lips curl in interest when you ask him to play the game with you

you don't know HOW but he somehow already knows what it is, preemptively taking a stick from the box in your hands and putting the end between his teeth

waggles his eyebrows at you and guffaws when you get embarrassed

"aren't you the one who suggested it, babydoll? don't get all shy on me now"

bends down and slings an arm lazily around your shoulders when you take the other end into your mouth

keeps eye contact with you almost the entire time, his good eye gleaming with satisfaction at being this close to you

every turn he takes is a short little bite, determined to draw this out as looong as possible

it's just a good excuse to stay close to you, anyways

the smirk on his lips only grows when your lips are mere centimeters apart, his hand sliding up to gently hold your chin in place

he can tell his proximity is starting to get to you, the air thick with the scent of tobacco and his expensive cologne

but neither of you are the type to back down, returning his barely-there bites with your own

majima's the one to kiss you at the end, his grip on your chin tightening ever so slightly

when he parts, he licks his bottom lip to get the bit of chocolate left there, never resisting a chance to rile you up a bit

"well, wasn't that a treat? hey - how many are left in there, doll? i'm thinkin' i might wanna play a few more rounds"

✾ taiga saejima 🐅

oh boy good LUCK trying to convince this man to play

he has no idea what it is when you suggest it, and after you explain it he's still not really sold

he's not a huge fan of sweets in the first place, plus if he wanted to kiss you he just would do it

he'll grumble and brush you off when you whine and try to convince him

that is, until he catches the puppy eyes you're giving him

well, fuck. how is he supposed to say no to that

he can't even look you in the eyes when he bends his head down to bite the end of the pocky, the corner of his lips twitching when the chocolate starts to melt on his tongue

caresses the back of your head gently as you crane your neck up to look at him

you take your turn first, saejima's eyes trained on the way your lips wrap around the stick

you can feel his hand's grip tighten slightly on the nape of your neck, his jaw tensing

lets out a hiss through his teeth when you look up at him, expecting him to take his turn

everything about you - your eyes trained upwards at him, the pout of your lips, the way your eyebrows furrow in confusion at his reluctance to take his bite

a grumble comes from his chest before he's reaching up with his other hand to snap the stick in two, crashing his mouth onto yours

his kiss is hungry, his hands on your body possessive and firm

when he pulls away, he's shaking his head, an uncharacteristic blush on his usually stoic face

"fuckin' hell, can't focus when ya look at me like that," he grumbles, pulling you to his chest and pressing an apologetic kiss to the top of your head for ruining your little game

✾ shun akiyama 💵

cocks an eyebrow at you when you suggest it, an interested smile pulling at the corner of his lips

"y'know, babe, if you wanted to kiss me, you could just ask"

relents as soon as you pout and say it's more fun this way

leans back in his chair and pats his thigh, his ever-present smug look as he invites you into his lap

is the one to pull the stick from the box in your hands, placing it lazily between his lips like a cigarette

raises his eyebrows expectantly at you as you stammer and splutter, one hand lazily resting on your hip and his other arm across the back of the couch

"c'mon, sweetheart - it's just you n' me, nothing to be embarrassed about"

his smirk grows as you bite down on the other end, an amused laugh rumbling in his chest

uses his hand not on your hip to cup your face, guiding you a little closer to him as he takes his turn to bite

probably winks at you at some point while you're taking a turn just to fluster you even more

teases you by moving his head back when you try to finally lean in and kiss him

he can't help but tease you - he's always thought the way you pout is so, so cute

he finally closes the gap between you two once you've pouted enough, tilting your face up so he can kiss you deeply

his chest swells with affection when you grasp at the lapels of his suit jacket, chuckling as he pulls away just to leave another affectionate peck on the tip of your nose

"have i ever told you how cute you are?"

he has, many times - but he'll tell you again and again, peppering your face with kisses until you're laughing and telling him to stop

✾ akira nishikiyama 🎏

smirks when you walk up to him with the stick in your mouth, already knowing where you were going with this

"alright, you're on"

probably complains that you took the frosted side for yourself

holds you by the hips as he bites down on his end, cocking an eyebrow at you suggestively

he's trying to look you in the eyes, he really is - but he can't take the way off your lips, the way they're so prettily wrapped around the stick making his mind wander

you can tell when nishiki's distracted, and a little idea forms in your head

he's dragged back down to reality when he hears the snap of the pocky breaking between the two of you

he lets out a choked noise of surprise as you pull him down to press your lips to his

his eyes flutter shut as he finally lets himself relax into the kiss

he can taste the remnants of melted chocolate on your lips and your tongue, his brow furrowing slightly as tilts your chin up so he can kiss you deeper

there's a slight smirk on his lips when you pull away, letting out an amused scoff

"you cheated, you little-"

he doesn't even let himself finish the sentence before he's tugging you close by the hips to kiss you again

playfully wraps his arms around your shoulders and keeps you pinned against him, peppering your face with kisses as punishment for your betrayal

doesn't stop until you're both laughing so hard that you're tearing up, nishiki picking you up by the waist and spinning you around

"you're lucky i love you so much, you little minx"

✾ daigo dojima ⚔️

you can practically see the steam come out of daigo's ears when you ask him to play the game with you

he's never really been one for such... cheeky gestures of affection

but if you really want it, he supposes he'll have to oblige despite his embarrassment

it's not like he's unfamiliar with the game, anyways - he's frequented enough cabaret clubs in his white puffer jacket era to see every lovey-dovey little game there is

surprisingly, he takes the initiative to put the pocky in his mouth first, gently pulling you closer by the waist

"well? this is what you wanted, isn't it?" he asks through his teeth

a bit of his reluctance is shaved away when he actually sees you bite down on the other end, your proximity intoxicating

it's subtle, but you know him well enough to recognize the gleam of interest in his eyes

plays by the rules, politely waiting for his turn and biting down a respectable amount

that is, until you guys get about three inches apart and he suddenly takes a way larger bite than before, forcing his lips to be a breath's away from yours

he keeps his facial expression neutral as he watches you flounder, caught off-guard by his sudden playfulness

he raises his eyebrows at you expectantly - he's not saying it verbally, but you know he's challenging you

he watches every little twitch of your eyebrows and dart of your eyes with amused intrigue, interested in what you were gonna do next

he's pleasantly surprised when you take the initiative to bite down the rest of the pocky, your soft lips melding against his

he cradles your face in his hands gently, moving his lips slowly against yours

presses your foreheads together when you part, wrapping you up tightly in his arms and swaying you back and forth

"you always manage to surprise me, darling"

✾ ryuji goda 🐲

his brows furrow when you suggest the pocky game to him

"eh? what the hell is that?"

watches you intensely as you explain it - you almost change your mind about asking because he seems so disinterested

once you're done, he laughs out loud, amused greatly by the thought of such a silly little game

like saejima, he doesn't really see the point in doing a little song and dance before kissing, but hell if he'll back away from a challenge

"heh, sounds fuckin' dumb. let's do it"

has one hand tightly on your hip and the other slung around your shoulders as he bites down on the other end of the pocky

he can't help but snicker at the situation, his sharp canines gleaming in the light

you nod, indicating for him to take his turn first

but you're taken by surprise when he just bites off the rest of the pocky, his lips firmly pressed against yours

he laughs at the surprised expression on your face when he pulls away, always endlessly entertained by all the ways he can surprise you

"what's wrong, doll? ya never told me how far i could or couldn't bite"

can't help but ruffle your hair when you pout up at him, laughing gruffly

presses a kiss to each of your cheeks to placate you, satisfaction swelling in his chest when he makes you smile again

[hifumi-123]

Actually, no one asked me this, I photoshopped it myself.

Anyways, here’s the

Majima with a s/o who has chubby hands:

Recently, you came across an article online titled "Beauty Starts with the Hands!" The main content suggests that all beautiful people in the world have slender, elegant hands, so you should start taking care of your hands too. The article lists several key features of beautiful hands:

First, beautiful fingers should be slender and long. Generally, a woman's hands are considered aesthetically pleasing if the ratio between fingers and palm is close to the golden ratio of 0.618.

Second, beautiful hands should be flawless. Darker coloration around the joints or noticeable hangnails around the nails can affect the overall cleanliness of the hands.

Third, beautiful hands must be fair-skinned. White and clean hands are more attractive. If the skin tone of the hands is too dark, they won't look good no matter what. So, one should pay attention to their hand's skin tone (though you think this point smacks of racial discrimination, the editor was too careless).

Fourth, beautiful hands should be hairless. If body hair is too noticeable, it will make the hands look fuzzy, obscuring the skin tone and texture. This is especially true for women with excessive body hair, which can be even more prominent and darker than men's.

These are the essential features of attractive hands.

Moreover, the article provides numerous solutions to address these issues. For longer, slender fingers, try hand massages. To remove darkness around joints, use exfoliating scrubs. For fairer hands, apply more sunscreen. To deal with body hair, use hair removal devices. With consistent care, one can achieve beautiful, attractive hands.

After reading this article, you can't help but sigh. It's not easy being a woman nowadays! Not only do you have to take care of your face and hair, but now your hands too! This whole regimen seems more exhausting than military service.

Although you want to say you don't care about your hands, the truth is—

"Ah! Why do my hands look so chubby? My fingers are short and pudgy, they look just like a baby's hands..."

Looking at your hands, you can't help but ponder. You're an adult now, theoretically a "mature woman." That's how it should be.

But why are your hands still chubby?

You always thought it was because you were overweight, but even after losing some weight recently, you noticed your hands didn't change at all. The parts that were chubby remained so. You painfully realize once again that your hands are truly not attractive. At least, they can't be considered beautiful hands.

You know that to others, this might seem like a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. When you discuss this with friends, they tell you not to worry about such unimportant things. However, hands can reflect a person's character. From the neatness of nails, presence of hangnails, or calluses on fingers, one can deduce a person's background. Beautiful hands are always well-cared for. Every time you look at your baby-like hands with calluses from gripping pens too tightly during your student days, you feel anxious and ashamed. Honestly, it's a hurdle you can't seem to overcome.

Although the article seems like an silent advertisement, it has caused you considerable anxiety. Before reading it, you never even thought about whether your hands were attractive or fair enough. Your current situation is like "not particularly caring about something, but once someone points it out, you start to become conscious of it."

After all this rambling, it boils down to:

"I want to have beautiful hands like a hand model!"

That's what it's all about.

After dinner, despite Majima's kind reminder that "lying down right after eating will turn you into a pig," you lazily sprawl on the sofa, tossing and turning. Hearing your complaints about your hands, the sound of water in the kitchen suddenly stops. Majima, who was washing dishes, dries his wet hands with a towel and says with a look of exasperation:

"Huh? I didn't know about that. There's nothing wrong with them, is there? Yer fingers are all there, all ten of them, aren't they? Isn't that enough?"

"What? Don't apply yakuza standards to me, okay?" You sit up on the sofa and reply irritably. "Normal people don't get their fingers cut off even if they make mistakes."

Majima chuckles and plops down next to you.

"Then let me see. Let this former cabaret club owner who has seen countless hands judge whether Y/n's hands are unattractive. Come on, give me yer hand," he urges, extending his own.

You place your plump hand on his palm. Compared to Majima's large, masculine hands, yours look even more childlike. Majima gently massages your hand. Whether it's because he finds it amusing or not, he always likes to knead your hand like this. He probably treats it like a squishy toy. But you don't mind, as it feels quite comfortable, almost like a massage.

"I really like Y/n's soft hands. Even if ya might not," he says softly.

You find it hard to understand why he would like these hands that are far from "beautiful." You silently look at Majima's lowered face, feeling conflicted once again. Is he saying this just to comfort you? Like how mothers always say their children are beautiful.

"Don't you wish your girlfriend had more slender and elegant hands?" you ask.

"Are ya stupid? Isn't smooth and soft very cute? Anyway, I really like yer hands. They're soft to hold, just like those things—" Majima furrows his brow, seemingly searching for the right word. "Ah, they're called Squishy, right? Yes, just like a Squishy."

He can say such embarrassing things so casually. What a strange person. You can't help but laugh, then sincerely tell him: "Although I don't really like these hands myself, if Goro likes them, then even childish hands are okay."

After receiving so much praise, you want to look at Majima's hands too. So you cup his hands and start examining them closely.

Compared to yours, his hands are much larger and more substantial. Surprisingly, Majima's nails are well-shaped and neatly trimmed, his fingers are long, and his knuckles are prominent. You could say they are very typical "man's hands." It's unfair that even his hands are so handsome. Perhaps because he usually wears leather gloves, his hands don't have many calluses, and even though he often holds knives when fighting, his palms are still smooth.

"Hmm..." you pretend to ponder, "According to the essential features of beautiful hands, you have a pair of beautiful hands."

Majima laughs, clutching his stomach, then wipes tears from the corner of his eye. "Is that so?" he says, "Then it seems I'm more suited to be the girlfriend."

"Alright then, you can be the girlfriend," you joke, "I'll call you Goromi from now on."

Majima shakes his head and sighs, "That name is too corny. If we have children in the future, ya can't give them such tacky names, okay?"

Hearing his words, you feel your cheeks warming up. You turn your head away, deliberately not looking at him, "I'm ignoring you now. I'm going to take a bath."

"Wanna bathe together?" he asks, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.

You know well that if you agree to his invitation now, Majima will definitely wear you out before letting you leave. You've experienced this firsthand several times before, so you quickly get up from the sofa.

"No need, I can wash myself!"

You walk into the bathroom with agility completely different from your previous lazy attitude, hearing Majima's cheerful laughter coming from the living room.

Once my friend mentioned that my head is quite large, I began to realize how big it actually is. But before that, I never thought there was an issue with my head at all. Recently, I came across discussions online about protruding mouths, and only then did I notice that my own mouth is a bit protruding. I even entertained the idea of getting braces, but I found out that just wearing them wouldn't fix the issue. I would have to undergo a jaw surgery to correct the protrusion. So, I abandoned the idea since this problem doesn't affect my ability to enjoy food.

I feel like a lot of appearance anxieties stem from others' opinions. I believe it's not worth paying too much attention to what they say. Instead of changing yourself to fit other people's standards of beauty, it's better to learn to accept yourself first. After all, no matter how perfect you are, others will always find flaws in you.

Can’t believe that I said something this profound

[linkuei-scum-without-s]

text headcanons with Yakuza boysss~ Kiryu kazuma :

Nishikiyama Akira:

Ichiban Kasuga:

Masayoshi Tanimura:

Tatsuo Shinada:

Ryuji Goda:

Goro Majima:

Daigo Dojima:

Shun Akiyama:

Mine Yoshitaka (if you left him on read for five seconds-)

Bonus: Goromi:

[yakuzacasual]

Being around Kuwana

It was supposed to be relationship-related but i kind of lost the plot and had too much fun trying to pick him apart. Smooching needs to wait bro stimulated me intelectually.

This one is dedicated to the person who cheered at Kuwana included in my gamer post. You're the real one, homie, if you are still out there I hope you enjoy the meal.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

> There is no relationship with him, really. It's all just a situationship no matter how strongly both or either parties wish it were different. Kuwana refuses to allow anyone to get truly attached to him. He is there to be for the pleasant moments only, to hang out, to listen, to offer reassurance and his body - but never his soul. He won't talk about what he does, what he has seen, or what he feels. Everything the other person will ever know about him is surface level. And who can say if even that much is true. With his whole chest he reminds them this is just a fling, and yet there are cathedrals everywhere for those with the eyes to see them. The stutter his pulse does every time he is touched. The way he licks his lips nervously whenever he is granted a smile, as though barely stopping tearing himself open. This man is ride-or-die and this soul he never offers, it has been theirs always - even when they don't realize. Kuwana will embrace everything the other person is with utmost affection, knowing painfully well he can take nothing in return. But. If the cards are played right, maybe - just maybe - the ride can still be caught before he dies.

> Kuwana has an energy of the man who singlehandedly forced the entire tobbacco industry to put the graphic health warnings on the cig packages. He used to smoke so fucking much, especially in the first months after his life truly shattered. The owners of the niche brand he always bought still send letters to his old address, thanking him for helping them not run out of business. It was his one way down to the grave before he found a purpose, he claims. All that to say, having a regular cig smoker partner would be very rough on him - could even be a deal braker. Not a hypocrite to make some give up smoking entirely, but if they are not willing to get an e-cig instead? Yeah no, not happening. Not hitting it off with someone who hates smokers either. For him it must be acceptance, no enabling nor lecturing. Can't teach old dog new tricks, but he will do his best to limit the puffs around someone reasonably unhappy with the cig. If the partner does smoke the electronic, Kuwana is THE guy to hook them up with freebies and new, interesting liquids in discount prices.

> The handyman role is not just for show, brother LOVES fixing anything and everything you will let him. He gets high off of the feeling of being useful to someone he wants to be on good terms with - it is one of the very few moments when Kuwana is truly just himself. The only issue being, he is not particularly good at anything. His methods are more akin to tape and ziptie than to a real solution - reliable and somewhat lasting, but ultimately temporary. Kuwana's real strenght lies in finding things to fix, or accidentally creating circumstances for it. It's not about the destintation, but the journey after all. Also, any puzzles with words. Crosswords, word search, tonguetwisters even - very elastic tongue on that one. You name it, he can do it.

> Loves music but not exactly paying for it. No surprise here, he finds any money he makes better suited to different ends. Though to be fair, he has always had a pirate streak ever since the mp3s and the little buyable phone jingles. He used to be the guy knowing all the shadiest but most reliable sites for getting the tunes and very likely was the mixtape master in his friend group. But when it comes to real life music, with all his vast connections there are routes to take. Like sneaking into closed off sections of the places booked out for a concert. He is there, tucked in the shadows of philharmonic stage getting his eardrums blown off by the proximity of the instruments. He is there, the single blimp on the stadium seats left open for safety reasons. He is there on the couch of Yokohama 99 listening to old vinyls he doesn't own, sipping on a beer he didn't buy. And naturally, he is always willing to share the pleasures of such life with a partner in crime.

> Underneath the faint smell of sweet liquid smoke, he reeks of cologne. Kuwana, for all his rizz of a man in his early 40-ties, does not escape the curse of not knowing how much of his perfume to use. And sometimes, when schedule gets rough, using it as a substitute of a shower. Not that he is particularly proud of it, but a man must do what a man must do. I think he is much more concerned in keeping his stubble looking proper rugged-stylish. What might be found shocking, he used to be pretty knowledgable about self care - especially hair products. A number of his work acquaintances would seek him for advice and not once has he been wrong, a little badge of pride he still thinks about every now and then. Nowadays he doesn't care to keep track of all these different brands, he'd rather just settle for the 13-in-1 package and pray for the best. This leaves his hair feeling rather rough - which he hates, but won't admit out loud. Makes him "more manly" or whatever.

[yyxandere]

"k-kazuma..Why are you covered in b-blood? And who's that person on the floor behind you....?

-ˋˏWHY ASK?. . . ->

The loud and bright light of the night city of Kamurucho, some sirens of police can be heard in the distance while night clubs were booming music, or you can even hear the night women or men going out, but none of those stood out when you see your friend, the one you've always known-Kiryu Kazuma standing over the body that was illuminated by the city lights. Even if you try to come near and see the body, your legs won't cooperate.

Not dealing with the silence any longer, Kazuma walked closer to you. With each striding step, blood dripped from his bruised up and bloody knuckles. You try to back off but can't, it seems like you were frozen in place. You desperately try to make your body move, but each stride, Kiryu takes makes you sweat and shiver.

He stops at your side, looking straight ahead without any expression but deep inside his eyes is guilt, before he turns his head and faces you. "This is a part of my job, that wish you didn't have to see… yet…" Kazuma says in a monotone voice that you got used to throughout the years. From time to time it could be comforting but now it sounds so cold it makes you quiver.

You tried to step back but when you did, you were immediately embraced by his arms, trapping you against his chest like a samurai would hug his wife before going to war. There was no sign of anger or frustration, only the same coldness and guilt. His arms felt too warm against your waist. You didn't like the sensation of the blood now spread at your back. And his deep voice muttered in your ear, he's so close you can feel his breath on you. You were scared of what this man had done. You want him to go away. You don't wanna look at him anymore. You want to scream, yell, and curse, but you know he wouldn't care.

"But….may my hand be a token of my love for you. . ."

Little did you know, how serious Kiryu was when it came to your love and the promise to keep you.

[lemonxdaisybby]

How about the Legends and Ichigang fellas taking shower by themselves and with their s/o? Just anything that comes up

Hello! Thank you for your request! 💕 Some mild NSFW hcs, hope that’s okay x

I’ve just done Ichigang guys for now because I am v dumb and wasn’t entirely sure who the Legends consisted of. I’m not sure if you mean Kiryu, Majima, Saejima, etc, but also didn’t wanna make any assumptions incase I got it wrong 😭 I’m so sorry, please free to send another request in if you wanna add more characters for this hc 💕

Ichiban:

When showering on his own, Ichi would be a fan of cold showers. He has one each morning, and he finds the cool water tends to wake him up properly, and makes him more alert. He only really has warm showers if he’s feeling ill, or if it’s especially cold out…or if he’s showering with you.

He would be so shy the first time you shower together, as he wouldn’t really know what to do with himself, or where to look. He wouldn’t want to come across as a creep so would actively try to avoid looking at you at first, until you laugh at him and tell him to chill out. Then he’s gonna relax and realise he’s been overthinking the whole thing.

Sometimes, showering with Ichi would end in sex, and other times it would just be completely innocent, with the two of you washing each others hair. There would be no expectations.

You two would probably be a lil goofy in the shower, styling each others hair to make it stick up at odd angles, or creating bubble beards with the shower wash. Very cute and sweet.

Nanba:

Man is frugal, and very conscious of his water/household bills. Showers are gonna be quick, speedy and efficient. He probably would be eager to shower with you because firstly, saves on water and bills, and secondly, he gets to see you naked. There is no down-side.

Likely uses the most basic of shower products. He doesn’t really have a preference for shampoos, soaps or shower gels/washes, and tends to just get whatever is on sale.

Showering together would never really get sexual. Nanba can’t see very well without his glasses, so likely would be a little clumsy when showering, and is definitely not up for attempting to fuck you in there. However, once you two are out the shower, well, that’s another story.

Honestly, showering together would just be quick and no nonsense. There wouldn’t really be any goofing around. He’s there for a purpose, to get clean. No shenanigans.

Adachi:

Hums and sings in the shower. Also, he just really enjoys showers in general? He is so happy when showering, and will always have a lil content smile on his face. Adachi has super hot showers too, the heat relaxes his poor old muscles.

He likely prefers baths, to be honest. As he can just lay back and close his eyes, and maybe even have a beer whilst he bathes.

He has a yellow rubber ducky just sitting on the side of the bath. He bought it because he thought it looked cute and funny. He won’t admit it to anyone, but sometimes after a hard day, when having a bath to de-stress, he finds himself absentmindedly telling the ducky about his problems. He wouldn’t necessarily talk to it, but he’d kinda lean back and just begin venting, glancing at the duck every now and again and telling it how lucky it is, not having to deal with everyday shit.

When showering together, if it’s in one of those shower cubicles, it would be a bit squishy, as he’s so huge and takes up a lot of space. If it’s a shower-head over a bathtub, it’s less squishy but you two will definitely end up fighting about who gets to stand under the shower head.

Horny man, so he probably adores showering with you, and often it does end up with sex. He’d lift you up and have your back pressed against the wall, with your legs wrapped around his hips as he slowly thrusts in to you at a relaxed pace.

Joon-Gi:

Joon-Gi takes hygiene and beauty regimes very seriously. He likely uses the most luxurious shower washes and shampoos ever, and has a careful shower routine to follow. He showers every morning and night.

Showering with Joon-Gi wouldn’t happen often. Showering is like his chill time. He likes to relax, unwind, and allow his mind to go blank. He takes it as an opportunity to pamper himself too.

However, on the occasions where you do shower together, he would help you wash your hair and body. He would not allow you to wash him or his hair though. He’s very particular and likes to do it himself.

He would have been pretty bashful the first time the two of you showered together, not quite knowing what to do with himself, or where to look.

On rare occasions, showering together can result in shower sex, but most of the time, it’s pretty innocent and he’s more focused on getting clean.

Zhao:

Zhao showers every morning, and is likely still half asleep when showering. There has been the odd occasion where he’s almost dozed off whilst standing under the shower head, the feeling of the hot water cascading down his back almost sending him to sleep.

Definitely smooths his hair back under the water like one of those fancy shampoo adverts.

He does jerk off in the shower when showering alone. The hot water has him relaxed, and also it’s easy to clean up after.

When showering together, it’s always going to end up with sex, with only one exception - when you’re ill. If you’re feeling pretty sick and weak, to the point where you’re struggling to walk or carry out daily tasks, he will shower with you. It would be so soft and wholesome. He’d wash your hair and body for you, and then help you dry afterwards. He’d be pretty good at taking care of you when you’re sick.

Any other time you shower together, you’re gonna end up with your front pressed against the cool shower tiles or glass, as he thrusts in to you from behind.