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dragonofdojima · 10 months
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kiryu's bday!!! 55!!! old man!!!
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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ain't that just the way
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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堂島 @falsiliar​ Continued from Here の龍
   Famous last words in cases like this were usually pretty dumb. On one hand, the victim could beg “Wait, stop” as if saying that to someone fully intent on their actions was actually worth a crap. But on the other, for those feeling braver, you could goad the attackers: “Oh yeah? Like you actually have the balls” or “What, you’re really going to throw that at me?”
   Kokichi typically leaned toward the latter. If the stupid street thugs planned on harming him, then he at least wanted to enjoy himself before it happened. Nothing would change their minds. He knew this from experience—well, many experiences. And so, simultaneously with his thoughts weaving through about three different escape routes, he’d managed to utter, “Wow, wasting a perfectly good bottle on me? Pretty weak move, guys.”
   The phrase itself should’ve been all it took to tempt them to action—enough with the pussyfooting, right?—but just as Kokichi was targeting a gap in the group through which he could weasel himself (maybe even between that big lug’s legs...? Eugh, gross, but fine—), he heard a shatter at the same time as a new player entered the field. A much... larger player, and with his back facing Kokichi, it became clear all too quickly whose side he was on.
   A new party member, huh?    Well.
   The action sequence was over in what felt like a blink. This guy was, like... super over-levelled or something; Kokichi still heard the pump of adrenaline in his ears and that never-ending itch to move—to run—buzzing like electricity in his legs even after the thugs were handled. He looked down at their remains (still alive, no worries, but definitely gonna feel this for awhile) in rightly stunned silence in those seconds of calm after the fact.
   But then, so incredibly unperturbed by the danger he was just in, he faced his “hero” with an all-too wide grin and gasp of awe.
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   “Woooow! You really showed them, Mister Tough Guy! That bottle didn’t even stand a chance against you.” Delighted energy bounced in his heels, and Kokichi raised his volume to speak over the pained grumbling in the sea of thugs around them. “I’m sure you’re toootally not gonna get in trouble for that or anything! As long as you were protecting the innocent, how could anyone be mad?”
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   GUYS LIKE THIS have been around for as long as Kiryu himself could remember (Most definitely longer, even). And while he himself tended to mind his own business for the most part, never would he allow himself to turn a BLIND EYE to a kid in danger. For regardless of what the reason was, it was still PATHETIC of these men to corner him like this. Away from the public eye, with no chance of escape or call for aid.
   And sure, while his line of work (Or at least, just before his expulsion) tended to involve communicating with his own FISTS. Thugs like these thought will always think that INTIMIDATION alone will be enough to get whatever they wanted. And so, what better way to resolve this than to speak their language?
   Kiryu’s already had enough of all this.
   And the fight was over in a moment, as he would smash the remaining thugs down with a swing of a nearby garbage can. Wasting no more time, once it became clear that these guys weren’t leaving. But, just like so many others-- these stubborn idiots would still believe that outnumbering him with weapons in hand would be enough to beat this “old man”.
   With one last glance to the groaning bodies at his feet, the ex-yakuza would return his attention back to the boy. Noticing that he hadn’t taken the chance to run, and instead stood by to watch the entire thing. And before he could ask if he was alright, the boy would suddenly begin to chatter excitedly to his saviour. Those purple eyes actually SPARKLING then, as they peered up at him.
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   ... Mister Tough Guy, huh? 
   And he was quick with the nicknames too, wasn’t he? Still, with how lightly he was taking all of this, something told Kiryu then that this wasn’t exactly his first rodeo. Almost appearing as if he was having the TIME OF HIS LIFE, instead of it being on the line. In fact, the SHEER DELIGHT on the other’s face and in his voice would incur the slightest raise of a thick brow... before furthering to a deep furrow of both brows themselves over what was said next.
   ... The boy was probably concerned then that he himself would get in trouble over all of this. Though, it was a little hard to tell. Especially when he was still grinning away like that. And so, offering nothing more than a shake of his head to that statement (No, the cops normally had more important things to focus on than this, actually), Kiryu would then gesture for him to at least follow him back out into the streets, where it would be much safer.
   “Just be careful from now on, alright, kid?” After all, this wasn’t the only group of thugs that was terrorising city, after all. “It’s best you don’t mess around with guys like that.”
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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20th century boys
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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Me: Kiryu is really dense when it comes to the romantic feelings of others (Or just someone crushing on him). Noticeably in Kiwami 1 onwards, especially when that sort of thing is no longer a priority in his life, and he just wants to dedicate his life to taking care of Haruka and the other orphans.
Me: ... Then remembers this substory in Y0
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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Y0 🐍✨
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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   Tfw your best friend makes you ship a ship you don’t normally ship, so now yeah...
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「零」
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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If you crack open my head this is the only thing you’ll find in there 🥹
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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soul reaper
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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   Me just thinking about how Kiryu would just... make it ALL ABOUT THAT PERSON and what THEY want when they finally get to do the do. Him just giving them that all too serious and intense af stare of his, as he asks them what they want him to do for them/to them. 😔
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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   One day when I properly get back on here to write, I will properly befriend you all, I promise this.
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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@dragonofdojima asked: Having simply cast a small smile in the other’s direction, concern was quick to replace it upon seeing the other suddenly spill his entire drink over the front of his shirt. “Akiyama-san… are you… alright?”
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HE’D FELT THE CHILLED BOOZE seeping into the front of his shirt, and then, his lap before what had happened registered in his mind. The overwhelming stink of the alcohol had hit him next, his nose consequently crinkling as it roused him from his reverie. At least he’d caught himself quick enough to keep the ice in his glass from spilling along with the entirety of his drink  .  .  .
It was difficult to pinpoint exactly what had happened, even for Akiyama. He’d made some remark in passing, teasing the older man with a friendly wink ⸺ and all Kiryu had done was smile that subtle smile of his, taken his antics in stride, and looked at him through that intense, hooded gaze all as he’d gone to take a drink ⸺ those same eyes staring him down in the aftermath with concern. 
The glass must not have met his lips. He must not have realized the rim was inches away when he’d tilted the glass, must not have noticed the whiskey pooling on his lap after effectively drenching his shirt.
Akiyama snapped himself out of whatever trance he’d been in, following the dragon’s gaze to himself, and his lips parted.
     ❝ ⸺ Ah  .  .  .  ❞ Ah. Ah. That was cold. His sluggish mind seemed to catch up to what had transpired, and, quickly setting his near-empty glass aside with an audible clink, he’d gone to wipe off what whiskey hadn’t seeped into his clothes with his palm. When that accomplished no more than spreading the liquid, he’d reached over to grab a few napkins, swiping them across the exposed parts of his chest and throat with a sheepish chuckle. 
     ❝ ⸺ Don’t know what happened there, ❞ he tried to dismiss the matter entirely in good humour, not too pressed about the lost drink nor the state of his suit. ❝ Must not have been paying attention. Figures, right? ❞ 
He was fine. Never mind the heat radiating off his face ( of which he attributed to the alcohol. Must have been more inebriated then he thought ), nor the thrum of his quickened pulse. What the hell even happened to him?
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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@dragonofdojima​ says… Without a word, Kiryu slides off his grey jacket and places it around the other. The weather was admittedly chillier as of late, and even he could see then that Majima himself wasn’t handling it as well as he attempts to make it seem. If the slight reddening of his usually pale features weren’t already proof enough…
“Huh?”
The sudden warmth, wrapped nice and snug around Majima’s shoulders, comes without a warning, and all while he has his back turned. The familiar scent of Kiryu’s cologne is enough to tell him that this much needed comfort from the harsh wind is the responsibility of his jacket; but, there’s little hiding Majima’s surprise as he actually looks down upon it. When he finally comes to face the other once more, he meets him with a childish pout. His already reddened cheeks seem to be a tad redder now. 
No thanks to the cold, of course.
“Aw, c`mon, Kiryu-chan… Don`t get all soft on me now!” Regardless of how time has brought them closer, spending their years bonding, fighting, sharing a few dozen moments of weakness together — Majima’s always known the Dragon of Dojima to be as soft ‘n gooey as a creampuff’s insides. A man who’s more than willing to lend the literal shirt off his back to anyone in need. It’s little wonder he’s gone and done just that now, able to watch his friend shiver and sniffle for only so long without doing a thing about it. Still, Majima’s far too prideful to accept the kind gesture. He’ll be just fine.
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While he inevitably begins to shrug Kiryu’s blazer from his shoulders, he mumbles to himself. “Tch, what`re you thinkin`? I ain`t even that cold…” He knew damn well he should’ve dressed warmer today. His own snakeskin jacket isn’t always enough.
“Take it back,“ Despite how demanding he sounds, Majima smiles mischievously as he shoves the blazer to Kiryu’s broad chest. “Ya might not see it again otherwise.”
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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Chickens!
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dragonofdojima · 1 year
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Which type of love interest would you be in a dating simulator?
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The childhood best friend who's been in love with the main character their whole life
You're a loyal person to the core, and probably a hopeless romantic as well. You're full of love for those you care about, and that's both your biggest strenght and weakness. You would do anything for them, even if it means hurting your own feelings. You will hide all your pain and your needs as longs as that means the rest gets to be happy. You biggest struggle is to clearly communicate your feelings, and you'll always try to avoid those conversations or pretend everything is fine (when it isn't). Remember you deserve to receive the same love you give.
tagged by: @kansaisdragon (Thank you m’love ❤️)
tagging: @maddestdog​ @kitschd @trvehearted (For Ming c:)
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