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gaiathemexicanbeauty · 1 year

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yakuza sleep headcanons! (_ _).｡o

warnings: none! pure fluff and maybe a tiny bit of suggestive stuff

i finished kiwami and i wish i was dead but on the bright side, at least i can write for y0 nishiki right guys 😆😆😆😆😆 i am so totally normal about the ending yup

i can finally write for him now so i added that! <3

OTHER THAN THAT PLS ENJOY 🫶🏼 and don’t forget to check out my ask box 🤭

kazuma kiryu (｀_´)ゞ

so maybe i’m the only one who thinks this but kiryu sleeps like a fucking rock, nothing wakes this guy up; a literal bomb could explode and he would flip on his side in his sleep like nothing

if you have the strength to do so, he won’t feel if you try to shove him awake, he just adjusts himself

this is kind of unimportant but i also think in terms of sleepwear, he’s just a plain t-shirt and sweatpants (if he’s too tired, he’ll sleep in the clothes he’s already in, maybe he’ll take off the coat)

also he definitely snores so be ready to deal with that, he’ll try to stop but he snores like a dad is the best way to describe it

he likes to sleep in but he’ll be up early and ready if he really needs to

or if he can be convinced to wake up ;D

when shoving him doesn’t work, you finally break out the big guns; big guy needs his sleep but you’re lonely, what can you say?

at first, you’ll mess with him, pinch his cheek or poke him in the side

he’ll grunt a bit, shift in bed and furrow his brows as he buries his face further into the pillow

finally, you’ll crawl on top of him to lay on his back and press your cheek against it, humming in delight at the warmth and at the feeling of his heartbeat (is that possible? sorry guys im not a doctor 🫶)

“kiryu?” you coo in his ear, pressing a soft kiss to the shell of his ear and then to the nape of his neck

he’ll stir underneath you, definitely having felt your weight

lots of giggling, whispering, and plenty of kisses later, you jump before smiling softly at the feeling of kiryu’s hand that has moved to your thigh, squeezing it

“morning, handsome.” you say, smiling as he lazily drags his fingers against your thigh and opens a sleepy eye at you

he grumbles a greeting back at you, using his free hand to pat the empty spot in bed next to him where you had just been laying

you lay back next to him, eagerly cuddling up to him as he turns on his side to wrap his arms around you with a soft sigh

you immediately take the chance to press a kiss to his lips, a quiet hum of approval leaving kiryu as he hooks one of your legs around his waist so that the two of you are pressed together even closer

wordlessly, you know this means he isn’t quite ready to face the day and get out of bed, especially when he tucks your head slightly into his chest as you smile

goro majima ψ(｀∇´)ψ

his go to sleepwear is just boxers, i can’t imagine him wearing clothes to bed for some reason, this guy probably goes around telling people that sleeping naked is healthier

and he also likes to see you in the few t-shirts he owns, i don’t see him owning very many; maybe one or two if he plans to get dirty or something

he’s a light sleeper, he seems like he is in kiwami at least but maybe not yakuza 0, but i think that in both he has trouble falling asleep

if he’s not home by 8:00 pm, its probably because he’s out finding the next thing to keep him up

i think he’d have alot of night terrors, maybe even insomnia and it frustrates him bc his mind is forever going 18403202 miles a minute

he also snores but i feel like a gentle kick in the leg is all it takes and he’ll just grumble at you and toss an arm over your body before knocking out again

he simply DOESN’T wake up early, if someone tries it he will start swinging and that’s a guarantee

but it’s a different story when it comes to you, he’s a little more willing to wake up before noon

he is always trying to get you to come back to bed; whatever the reason you have to be up early, he has an even better reason for you NOT to do whatever it is you have planned

if you start stretching against him, he’ll bury his face in your shoulder or the nape of your neck and press you towards him as close as possible without a word

he’ll kind of laugh a bit, his breath tickling your ear (he’s still half asleep mind you ;D) as he asks “where ya running off to this early, huh?”

if you’ve managed to sit up, he’ll sit behind you with either of his legs next to yours and your back pressed against his chest, trying to persuade you back to bed

he’ll kiss at your neck and the upper part of your back, his lips staying on your skin long enough that you miss the feeling when he pulls away

he squeezes your waist before wrapping his arms around you and sitting like that, relishing in the silence his mind so greatly enjoys when he’s around you with his face buried in your neck as he sighs softly

that is, until you try to squirm away and majima shouts “HO BOY, i’m SOOO tired all of a sudden!”

“majimaa!!” you yelp as he throws himself backwards onto your shared bed with you still in his arms

you giggle and kick your legs in a useless attempt to get away as he pretends to fall asleep, exaggerating the sound of his usual snoring

akira nishikiyama (^_-)≡☆

i asked my friend who’s played all the yakuza games what they think he wears to bed and they said he sleeps naked and in silk sheets and we went as far as saying he smells good in kiwami but smells like cheap cologne which made me laugh

while i did agree with them on all of this, i think that while he is getting to know you, he sleeps in a long t-shirt and boxers and maybe he ties his hair up (he calls it his “no one is going to see me outfit”)

he’s the ‘i need my beauty sleep’ bf and he probably sleeps in one of those eye masks with the goofy slogans like ‘dont wake me up before i’ve had my coffee’

i don’t think he snores, he’s like that clip of trixie mattel saying she doesn’t fart in front of her partner so he thinks its embarrassing and if you ever hear him, you just don’t say anything bc you know he’s sleeping well

he’s a night owl, most of the time he’s out on the town with kiryu or maybe you can be convinced to join them or go on a late night date

if he’s on his own, he’ll just crash into bed next to you and immediately cuddle up close to you and burying his face in your hair before sighing softly

but it doesn’t take a lot for him to be persuaded to stay home with you

if you ask him to just lay with you, he is more than happy to just stay there with you with, his chest against your back while one of his hands plays with your fingers and intertwines them with yours

he’ll rub his thumb over your palm and your wrist right over where your pulse is, throw out a joke about how he can feel your heartbeat but you can practically hear the smile in his voice

to get to sleep, all you have to do is come up behind him and press a kiss to his cheek or his temple, he seems like a tall guy so you’d probably have to stand on your tiptoes to do it

he’ll kind of hum at you when you wrap your arms around his waist and squeeze him close to you, take your hands and press soft, lasting kisses to your knuckles and he’ll turn around to look at you as you finally lead him to bed

waking up is less romantic though, it’s like trying to wake up a child on some days (of which there are many)

much unlike the soft wake up calls with kiryu and majma, nishiki is stubborn until the end, he will just flip on his sides or on his stomach and flap his arm at you to leave him alone

you’ll get out of bed and grab his arms if you can, trying to pull him up even when nishiki is very purposely leaning back and pleading for you to let him sleep; “this beautiful, glowing face needs 5 more minutess..” he whines as you tug on his arms

at some point, he’ll finally let go of your arms before he swiftly wraps them around your waist and bury his face in your stomach

“it’s too early to be doing this, darling, come onn!” he says with a muffled voice, about to say something else before you cup his face to make him look at you and you can’t help but giggle at the small pout on his lips before you lean down and press a soft but passionate kiss to his lips

it slightly takes him by surprise, the suddenness of it and the intimacy of it making him wrap his arms around you before pull away, his lips chasing after yours

a moment of quiet and nishiki winks at you before he swiftly throws you over his shoulder and using his best impression of a monster, he growls out “i have the power of 1,000 men and i need breakfast!”

WOWOOWOW I DID ITT I POSTED and now i will disappear for 6 months and post a 10k fic about yakuza /j

BUT ANYWAYYYS thank you all sososo much for reading, it really does mean the world to me 🫶 im not very far into the yakuza series but i am steadily but surely working my way through it

IM SO SORRY IF NISHIKI’S PART SOUNDS SO RUSHED i tried to wing it which is a very bad decision but i hope it still has SOME semblance to the man of the hour

for now, wherever you are, have a good night, day, or afternoon and stay safe and kind! <33

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itz-wanderer · 1 year

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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.

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gladoswantscake · 1 month

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Burnout - Goro Majima x Reader

Summary: A bad day at work leads to coming home exhausted and irritated, but you end his day on a good note.

Warnings: Some spoilers from Kiwami 2

A/N: From now on I'll be only sharing my works on here and on Ao3 because the Yakuza tags on Wattpad are dead 😔

Available on AO3

He couldn't wait when it was time for him to leave. The loud sounds of metal clinking and saws going off was one thing that gave him a headache, but his some of his subordinates were the biggest factor. Whatever needed to be done today can wait till tomorrow. All he wanted to do now is to get home to unwind.

Majima mopes to the front door of his home. His body slouches up against the door frame as he fishes for his house key in his pocket. He slowly inserts the key and opens the inside of his home. As he steps foot inside, he was welcomed by the intoxicating smell of food being made in the kitchen.

He smiled. He could finally relax.

He was grateful to have you. Not for what you do for him, but how much you look past of what he does for a living. Others would flock to safety due to his crazy demeanor, but you never did. You found him to be intriguing.

Majima removes his shoes and makes his way into the kitchen to find you throwing together dinner. Various ingredients scattered amongst the counter.

He approaches you from behind quietly. His hands find their way around your waist followed by a kiss on your cheek causing you to slightly squirm from the hairs of his goatee tickling you. His weary body pressed against your back watching you cutting up the last bit of vegetables.

"Whatcha' making?"

"It's katsudon. I've been wanting to try it lately. I think you'll like it."

"Anythin' you cook will always taste great." His kisses your shoulder.

You throw the chopped onions into the pan and turn to face him with his hands remaining around your waist. The crevices underneath his eye could tell that it was another stressful day for him.

Your hands reach for his eyepatch carefully removing it from around his head. The eyepatch was the only thing that could hide his flaw from anyone. In fact, you were the only person to see him without it. He was always used to wearing it when being out in public or with his close ones. It was part of his identity. Sometimes without it, it made him self-conscious, but your touch says otherwise.

He watches your gaze soften as you briefly trace your thumb underneath his missing eye. The corners of his mouth twitches upward as you lean into him, pressing your lips against his closed eyelid. Your sweet gesture causes him to melt.

"Another bad day, huh?" Your hand runs through his dark hair.

He replies with a groan. The therapeutic feeling of the nails of your fingertips gently raking his scalp causes him to become slightly drowsy. He rests his chin on your shoulder and closes his eye.

"I'm sorry to hear that it's been stressful."

"It's no longer stressful now that I'm home with my Y/N-chan." He mumbles with a smile.

"You're sweet." You lift his head up from your shoulder and peck him on the lips.

"Go get cleaned up. I'll have dinner ready when you get out."

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Majima's eyes were glued to the TV as he laid in between your legs. The two of you settled in on the sofa watching a movie. His head rested on your chest listening to the soft rhythmic beating of your heart and your fingertips stroking the textured tattoo of his bare back. He soon became lost in his thoughts.

The thought of having to get up the next day for work to leave you in the bed alone once again. It made him depressed.

Majima's breathing became slightly irregular as his emotions changed.

The grip around your waist tightens catches your attention.

"Is something bothering you?"

A nerve struck him. He hardly cried. He hated crying, but your confrontation was stirring sad emotions within him.

"Just work is all, doll. Nothin' for ya to worry about." His voice slightly cracks.

He lied. He always hated to tell you about what goes on at his job knowing what he does is controversial.

"I know it's been more than work. Something's eating you."

Your words of concern allowed more tears to escape from him.

In truth, the stressful workload between the construction and the conflict within the Tojo clan was starting to get to him. To top it all off, he was working with men who hardly had a brain.

God forbid he has to tell you about relying on his critical instincts to diffuse a bomb the other day.

He stayed silent. You were catching on quick and there was no other lie to back him up. He didn't think he could keep his composure any longer when he felt you sitting up.

You help him sit up only to have him lowering his head to hide the stream of tears.

"Goro... You can look at me."

He feels your fingertips brushing underneath his bearded chin to lift his head up.

His cheek was wet, and his eye was red. His face tightens as he tries to hold back his tears to speak.

"I know you hate to talk about what goes on with your job, but you shouldn't keep your issues bottled up."

"I know, baby." He wipes his face. "I just don't want to sound like a burden to you."

He felt your fingers moving the strands of his slightly scruffy hair away from his face then cupping his cheek.

"You're no burden to me."

He knew your words meant sincerity, but the stress was starting to take a toll on him physically and mentally. He was tired and frustrated from the spiraling events. The last thing he would do was to nag your ear off.

"I can't remember the last time you've had a day off."

"Me neither." He sighs. "It's just the construction that's been a lot. A lot more responsibility. Maybe after it's all done then work won't be as stressful as it has been."

"I hope work eases up for you." Then an idea came to you.

"How about you call out in the morning? I understand that you feel like you can't take your eye off of your men, but I know Nishida-san can be trusted to take care of everything. Besides, you need it."

He gave thought your idea. A day off was what he needed. But one day away from work felt like a whole week when working with half-witted men.

"If anything bad happens while you were out, I'm sure you'll whip your men back into tip-top shape."

The joke made Majima titter. "I suppose I can do that."

Another hand reaches for his other cheek bringing his lips to yours. The pace of his heart picked up as he was brought into a feeling of bliss. The feeling of your warm hands traveling away from his cheek down to his bare chest sent tingly sensations throughout his body.

"We'll do something fun tomorrow. Just me and you."

"I'd like that." He smiles.

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macthedrag0n · 5 months

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another day, another oc insert!

Rare Occurrence

Rating: General Audience

Relationship: Majima Goro & Original Female Character

Tags: One Shot, Yakuza 1 Spoilers, Father-Daughter Relationship, Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, Stabbing, Hospitals, Swearing

Word Count: 2,027

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Ever since she waltzed into Kamurocho (as well as his life) nine years ago, Goro Majima made it a point to be the only person to take his daughter to and from the train station before and after school. Sure, he could easily order one of his subordinates to drive her around, but this was his daughter, his sweet baby girl who had a huge target on her back just by existing. It was his duty as her father and protector to ensure her safety when she wasn’t at school or home. That being said, there were occurrence where there was no way he could be there, so naturally, he sent his most trusted man to go in his place.

This most trusted man was obviously Nishida.

The sight of her father’s second-in-command waiting for her in front of an unmarked car was (ironically) not a strange sight for fifteen-year-old Renko. She knew Nishida quite well and trusted him just as much as Majima himself did (although the patriarch would never admit such a sentiment), but his appearance in what had mainly been her father’s place in her daily routine was setting off all the alarm bells in her head.

“Welcome home, Young Miss.” Nishida greeted Ren with a respectful bow of his head. “I hope your day was pleasant.”

Ren didn’t hesitate to voice her concern when she finally stopped a few steps in front of him. “Where’s my dad?”

The nerves were practically crystal clear on Nishida’s face. His eyes were averted to the side and his body language was tense, as if he was bracing for some sort of physical attack.

“The boss is a bit tied up at the moment.” He responded, just barely meeting her eyes. “So he sent me to collect you instead.”

Ren furrowed her brows. “’Tied up’? Can you be more specific?”

“Uh…” Nishida hesitated before quickly turning on his heel and opening the backseat passenger door. “He wants me to bring you home without delay. We should get going.”

Even a blind person could see how obvious Nishida was trying to avoid the question, but Ren followed his request and climbed into the back seat. Nishida wasted no time in getting in the driver’s seat and pulling the car from the curb.

“Are you just not going to tell me what’s going on?” Asked Ren, the concern from before now starting to turn into anxiety.

“Not out in the open.” Nishida responded, staring ahead at the traffic before him. “Nishikiyama Family wandering about.”

Ren nodded. As much as Majima stretched himself thin to shield her from his true career as a high-ranking Yakuza, she wasn’t stupid. The man doesn’t have a single discreet bone in his body. I mean, was he genuinely trying to convince Ren he was just some self-made entrepreneur when he walked around in only a tacky snake-skin jacket and outdated leather pants?

“How bad is it?” Ren asked, now leaning forward as close to the driver’s seat as she could get.

Nishida pressed his lips into a thin line, still hesitating to disclose anything to the teenager. Maybe Majima ordered him to keep his mouth shut so her asking all these questions was making him go through some internal conflict?

But finally, when Nishida did speak the truth, Ren half wished he just kept his mouth shut.

“Your father’s in the hospital.”

Ren froze in her seat. Her dad? In the hospital? He hadn’t gone since before Kiryu-san was sent to prison (ironically because the former was doing something stupid in a failed attempt to impress the latter). Had something happen when she was in school? He was fine when he dropped her off. Or at least, he seemed fine. He didn’t have any major health issues as far as she was aware. But then again, if Majima was suffering from something, would he even tell her in the first place?

“He’s not dying or anything like that.” Nishida continued, most-likely to break the tense silence growing in the car. “Just got stabbed in a fight.”

“He got stabbed?” Ren’s voice rose to a volume that made Nishida flinch. “What the fuck was he doing? Scrapping with street kids for pocket change?”

“Language, Renko-san.” Nishida sighed as he pulled onto the street that would lead them to his boss’s apartment. “But no, he got ambushed by some members of a rival family. They thought they could get more recognition for pummeling and humiliating the notorious Mad Dog of Shimano.”

“So what did my dad do?”

“Took them all by himself. One against… five, I think? He managed to take them all down when an extra one came out of nowhere and got him in the gut with a blade.”

“Shi- Shoot.” Ren corrected herself just as Nishida gave her a look in the rear-view mirror. “When did all of this happen?”

“About three hours ago.” The car then made its final stop on the curb in front of luxurious-looking apartment building. “I am actually supposed to go pick him up when he gets discharged later, so you will have to stay home by yourself for a bit.”

Ren looked at the Yakuza with a confused look. “How do you know he’s getting discharged so soon?”

Nishida held up his phone. “Been getting regular updates from the guys still at the hospital with him. Luckily, the blade didn’t hit anything important and he just needed a few stitches.”

Ren’s shoulders slumped almost comically in relief. “Good… that’s good.” She then grabbed her schoolbag from the floorboard and shimmied her way across the backseat to the door facing the sidewalk. “Please call me when you’re on your way with him, okay?”

Nishida smiled warmly. “Of course. Take it easy until then, alright?”

“I’ll definitely try. Thanks, Nishida.” And with that, Ren slipped out of the car and made her way into the building.

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It was a bit past midnight when Ren was awoken by a loud commotion coming from the living room. Rubbing her eyes, she threw on a sweater from a nearby chair and made her way out of her room just in time to catch a glimpse of an all-too-familiar snake-skin jacket. Sure enough, Majima was bracing himself against the kitchen counter when she came out into the main space, but there was a pained grimace on his face until he saw her, in which he forced his typically carefree grin.

“Renko-chan~!” Majima greeted his daughter with an attempted sing-song tone. “What are yah doin’ up so late? I thought yah conked out by now.”

Ren wasted no time approaching her father, smiling. “I was, but you woke me up.” She then scanned her eyes over his body for any visable signs of that day’s events. “Are you okay? Are you in any pain?”

Majima huffed, waving a hand dismissively. “Perfectly fine. Ya should have seen the poor bastards that jumped me. Had them crying for their mamas before I even broke a sweat.”

“I’m sure you did, dad.” Ren was now moving toward the stove. “Are you hungry then? Or maybe you want some tea? I can heat up a kettle and there’s leftover takoyaki in the fridge we can split.”

This quick succession of questions seemed to sober up Majima enough to frown at his daughter. “Since when do ya offer to make tea and share meals? You’ve always refused to touch the stove and threaten to claw my eye out if I even think about touching yer food.”

Ren shuffled her feet and scratched at her collarbone, a peculiar habit Majima knew she did when she was trying a hide something. “Well, you just got home and who knows what kind of garbage they tried to feed you at the hospital. I know you hate what they got and you love takoyaki. Besides, after all that’s happened today, I’m fine with sharing it.”

Majima was frowning now, but it wasn’t an angry dad frown. It was a concerned dad frown, and a frown Ren knew very well. Majima was always concerned about her, scared that something bad was happening and she was refusing to tell him. He had the same frown when she didn’t tell him about how she had been catcalled by some guys on the street (what led to him escorting her everywhere) or when she lied about how she was being bullied by some girls in her class (which then resulted in her switching homerooms). If she didn’t tell him about what was going on in her life, how was he supposed to fix all the bad things?

“Were ya worried about me today?” Majima asked, dropping his voice into its natural lower tone, something he did during the rare moments it was just them two at home.

Ren felt the pain in her throat before her eyes welled up with tears. She let out a soft hiccuping sound, making Majima push himself off the counter and make his way around the counter to pull her into a tight one-armed hug. He didn’t care if the contact was making his still-sensitive stitches throb, all he was focusing on was how his little girl was tightly grasping his jacket and the soft weeping emanating from her.

“It’s alright, kid.” He attempted to soothe her while pressing his cheek into her hair. “I’m still here. Nothin’s gonna take me out anytime soon. I promise. You got nothin’ to worry about.”

The two of them stayed like this until Ren’s weeping dissolved into soft breathing and she finally pushed herself away from his chest. Majima’s heart ached at the sight of strands of black hair sticking to his daughter’s red tear-stained face.

“Please stop getting into stupid fights.” She managed to murmur, looking up weakly at her father. “I don’t wanna come home and hear that something worse happened.”

Majima didn’t speak immediately. He couldn’t promise to not fight anymore smartass punks that decide to go toe-to-toe with him, but maybe he can tone down on seeking them out for an adrenaline hit? It’s just been so long since he’s actually had a decent equal brawl that left his heart racing and feeling what it was really like to be alive. His dear Kiryu-chan has been in the slammer for five years now, and there wasn’t a day that went by that he didn’t miss him (of course, he would never admit such a thing to anyone, even his own kid).

After a few more moments of silence, Majima sighed. “Alright, sweetheart. I’ll stop pickin’ fights, but only because it bothers yah so much. Don’t want yah losing sleep over your old man tryin’ to fighting everyone on the street.”

Ren took a deep breath before a soft smile formed on her lips. “Thanks, dad.”

“Anythin’ for you, kid. Now, you should really head to bed. Got a big day ahead of yah.”

Ren groaned. “It’s just another boring day at school.”

Majima scoffed. “Haw? You think ‘m sending yer ass to school tomorrow? Nah, yer stayin’ here with me for the day. Need someone to look after me while I’m healin’ up.”

“But I really shouldn’t miss anymore school-“

“Oh, so yah want to go to school tomorrow?”

“I didn’t say that.”

A few chuckles were shared between the father and daughter before Ren finally let out a long yawn. She didn’t even try to deny it before she was pressing her forehead into Majima’s chest, which made him chuckle again and give her head an affectionate pat.

“Goodnight, dad.”

“Night, kid. Sweet dreams.”

And with that, Ren stepped around her father and shuffled her way back down the hall and into her bedroom. Once Majima heard the sound of her bedroom door clicking shut, he slumped against the counter once again, letting out a long exhausted sigh.

He didn’t like making his little girl upset, but this kind of shit came with the job. If he had sent her back to Osaka when she first showed up…

He shook his head, dismissing the thought. No, he was gonna do better. He had to do better.

Anything for his kid.

#ao3 crosspost #fanfic #fanfiction #oc fanfiction #oc insert #yakuza x oc #yakuza oc #yakuza #yakuza kiwami #majima goro #goro majima #goro majima x reader #majima goro x reader #fluff #sngst #macthedrag0n

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yyxandere · 9 months

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TELL ME UR YANDERE MAJIMA HEADCANONS 🙏🙏🙏😮‍💨😩😳

-ˋˏSINCERLY YOURS. . . ->

YEA SURE SURE NOONIE!!

I just recently made this Majima Hc check it our if you want!!

But!! I just want to add some more these r just few btw!

I feel like Yandere Majima is a creep he would definitely steal your clothes and sniff them but he would rather die than admit it

He's in fact a sadist but only to his victim, he may be a sadist but he would NEVER lay a hand on you

I also feel like if the reader has any younger siblings he will make them like him so your siblings can pester you about "marry him already older sibling!"

THIS HC IS A STRETCH CUZ THIS SOUNDS MORE KIRYU THEN MAJIMA BUT IM STILL GOING TO PUT IT I feel like ever since Majima started liking you he would do things that he isn't conscious about that remind him of you like, maybe you're a morning person, so ever since he knew that info about you he will start eating breakfast and would be reminded of you ykwim IDK SRRY IF ITS CONFUSING LOL

Lol that's about it! My brain is very fried bc I have so much energy that I literally 3 fan fic

#✧- ‘YAKUZA’ ☆#yandere x reader #yandere majima goro #yandere majima #x reader #yandere #yakuza #yandere yakuza game #yandere yakuza #yandere majima goro x reader #yakuza x reader #majima goro x reader #yakuza game #majima x reader #majima goro

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woofwoofwolf · 11 months

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Majima fic idea

It starts with Majima bringing readers dead body home, requesting that she be properly honored in death before committing suicide. From there the fic tells of them meeting up until reader dies.

#I'd love to write this but #i have never finished a fic in my life #the adhd is too strong in this one #I've just started writing fics that I don't publish bc I know i won't finish them and i can't do that to ya'll #Majima goro #majima goro x reader #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #reader insert #y/n #angst #tw

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kulemiwrites · 11 hours

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 | 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 & 𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚

Genre: Comfort, SMUT

Rating: 18+

Word count: 3.5k

Character(s): Goro Majima, Taiga Saejima, fem!Reader

Warning: To clarify, there is no Majima/Saejima in this fic. I'd hate for someone to feel misled.

The power goes out while you're working on a report. So, your boys partner up to help you unwind.

It was a rather unassuming evening, just like any other. Goro and Taiga stretched out on opposite ends of the sectional as they watched the robotic news reporter explain the forecast for the evening. High winds, scattered thunderstorms, and flash floods. Nothing unexpected. After all, it was nearing typhoon season. It could have been a hell of a lot worse.

The woman pointed at a location on the doppler radar as she zoomed in to isolate their city. “Here in particular will see heavy rain storms and wind speeds of up to–”

The mounted flat screen cut to black, the lamps went out and the living room was bathed in darkness. They could hear the trees rustling outside and feel thunderclaps that shook the entire house. It was nothing but black outside of the window– not even a street light peeking in.

“Aw, what the fuck?” Goro groaned, lifting himself upright.

The other man sighed, “Think the winds’re high enough to knock out the power? Or ya think it was the lightnin’?”

“Hell if I know!”

A loud, anguished scream came from above then was drowned out by another thunderclap causing both men to shoot off the couch and stumble to their feet.

“Shit!” Goro hissed, making his way over toward the stairs as best as he could in the dark room.

Taiga was right there behind him until he heard the clatter of something being knocked onto the floor.

“Be careful, kyodai. Y’ain’t gettin’ no younger, ya know.” he said, digging through his pocket for his cell phone. “At this age, ya just might fall and break a hip or somethin’.”

“Shut the hell up, alright?” he said, helping himself off the floor. He turned to find Saejima’s face partially illuminated by the cellphone screen. “You forget I’m operatin’ with one eye here.”

He fished his own cell out of his leather pants but instead, turned on the flashlight grateful that he’d had you to teach him how not long ago. Using that light, he navigated his way through the room until he could reach the stairs.

“I’m gonna go check on the lady.” he said.

“I’m comin’ with.”

Goro turned to the man trailing behind him on the stairs and frowned, “Ya know, she don’t need both of us.”

“When has that ever been true?”

He snickered as the previous night flashed through his mind. You had a greed in you that at some point in the evening, he wondered if two of them was even enough before immediately dismissing the thought when he felt himself becoming jealous.

It certainly wasn’t true last night.

“Touché.”

They turned the corner once they reached the landing, then headed down the hall until they approached the door to your office. Right as Goro lifted his fist to knock, the door swung open, revealing your face illuminated by your phone and theirs. They could see clear as day how red your eyes were.

“Hey…” Goro said, stroking your cheek only to find that it was wet. “Ya alright?”

“I’m fine. Just really fucking pissed right now.” you spat, turning around to head back into the room.

Goro leaned on the wall as he kept his light on your back. “So… You’re not fine.”

Taiga brushed past him to guide you to the sofa near the wall then caressed your warm, wet face. “You’ve been cryin’. Lemme guess, you were still workin’ on that report?”

“Yes,” you nearly yelled, smacking your knees. “And I fucking lost everything! All of that progress!”

“Shit.” Goro said, joining you two on the sofa.

You let out a deep sigh as Taiga’s heavy hand landed on your shoulder, massaging it. You were tense- so tense. He couldn’t imagine how stressed you’d become over this. A lightbulb went off in his head.

Ironic.

“Goro,” he called. “You ‘member that emergency bag?”

The other man’s hand stroked at your leg, “Yeah.”

“Where is it?”

“Downstairs in the hallway closet.”

He didn’t say anything after that. You simply watched his contribution to the room’s light drift away.

Goro took this time alone to pull you into him, stroking at your hair and squeezing you against him. He’d practically opened up the flood gates. You buried your face into his chest and let out a loud wail. Sobs and frustrated groans stained his shirt with tears and a bit of drool.

“That’s alright. Let it out.”

He hated this.

He knew that it wasn’t his fault, that there wasn’t really much he could have done to prevent this from happening but still… He never felt like a winner when the love of his life was in tears. He kissed and kissed at the crown of your head, then pulled you back from his chest to see your tear stained face before pressing his lips to your forehead. He had an idea but he wasn’t sure if it would bear any fruit.

If it meant stopping the waterworks, he’d at least give it a shot.

“Gimme a sec, ____. I’m gonna run downstairs and see if I can get the power back up for ya.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Check the generator and the fuse box.”

“Yeah, alright.” you said, the sparse light shined on your pouting face and made his heart ache all the more.

The electricity would pay for making his girl cry… Somehow.

He gave your knee a light squeeze before leaving you in the room alone. “Be right back,” was the last thing he said.

You sat there on the sofa, staring in the direction of your PC as your thoughts ran rampant. Taunting you. Why didn’t you see this coming? You’d heard the thunder. You’d seen the lighting. Why didn’t you just make a save? Now, it was too late. You wanted to scream, cry some more or even break something but what was done was done… All you could do now was wallow in your misery and sulk.

Yeah, sulking was good.

You threw yourself out on the sofa and stared up at the ring of light on the ceiling. It was taking a while for either of them to return. You wondered what they could possibly be doing for so long in that dark ass house but then gave up wondering. You were growing bored and your boredom gave way to anxious thoughts.

You wanted no more of it.

Grabbing your phone, you unlocked it and swiped and tapped your way to your usual messaging app until you landed in the group chat with some friends. You took a deep breath then groaned as you tapped out a rant about what had just transpired. You hoped that venting about it some more would help put you at ease. You felt yourself growing angrier with every word, then after the anger dissipated, it settled into something sad.

You’d have to start almost entirely over… Right after you’d started to get the hang of things. What a pity.

Just as you hit send, Taiga startled you by knocking at the door. You hadn’t even heard anyone walking up the stairs– you usually did, him especially. He wasn’t the lightest on his feet.

“_____, can ya come with me a sec?” he asked.

You sighed, wiping the slow drying tears from your face then lazily peeled yourself from the couch to follow the much larger man down the stairs, his thick fingers woven with yours. He carefully guided you through the dark with the help of your phones until you reached the spare bedroom.

“What are we doing here?”

He rubbed at what skin was available on your arms with both hands. “Go on in.”

At his insistence, you reached for the doorknob and slowly turned to open the door. You almost couldn’t believe your eyes. Dozens of votive candles were scattered around the room, vessel candles here and there too.

Warm candlelight. So beautiful. So many, too– it might have even been a fire hazard but at least it was pretty!

You were slowly drawn into the room, “Wow.”

From where you stood, you could even spot candles all the way through to the grand bathroom.

“This is so nice, Taiga.” you said, turning to face the large man smiling softly at you.

“Dontcha go givin’ him all the credit!” Goro called from the bathroom.

It was Taiga’s idea but sure, he must have helped light them or something.

“Come on in, ____! The water’s fiiiine.”

“The water?” you said, following your other lover's voice. You found him sitting on the rim of the bubble-filled bathtub and shook your head. “No way.”

“Yes, way.” he said, walking behind you. “Let’s go ahead and getcha outta these, hm?”

He glided his hand over your hair then skated his fingertips down the nape of your neck until he reached your shoulders. Then, he ran his hands down your arms and back up to cross over to the center of your chest where he’d begun unbuttoning your lounge shirt.

Slow. Deliberate.

His movements were all intentional as he plucked each button away. One by one. He kept that pace as he stripped you out of each article of clothing until there wasn’t a thing left.

When he was done, he spun you around to face him. You could see the hungry twinkle in his eye as he visually devoured you. He licked his lips and silently started to work toward doing the same to himself.

That same turtle pace.

Not once did he break eye contact. He didn’t say a word and yet he was saying it all. Unconsciously your leg squeezed itself over the other and he smirked.

He fucking smirked.

He knew precisely what this little strip tease of his was capable of.

When there was nothing left between you, nothing but his semi-hard cock, he closed the gap. You could feel it poking against you as he slipped his tongue down your throat.

“Goro,” Taiga interrupted. “You were just supposed to bathe with her. The hell are ya doin’?”

He fought the urge to allow himself some friction by grinding against you as he held you closer. He’d been cupping your ass in his hands by the time he pulled away from your lips.

“Mm, sorry, kyodai. Can’t help myself.” he muttered against your neck.

“Well, help it. Otherwise you’re not gonna be able to help with the next part.”

His shoulders slumped as he buried his face against your skin. “Fine.” he groaned.

“The next part?”

“Mhmm.” he hummed, taking your hand and leading you back to the bath. “We’ve got another surprise for ya after yer bath.”

You weren't sure how much more you needed. A relaxing candle lit bath with one of your boys was more than plenty. He helped you into the tub, then when you seemed to be comfortable enough, he stepped in behind you. You’d gotten lucky with this house, finding a tub that could not only accommodate their height but even comfortably seat two at a time.

“S’it feel good?” he asked, wet hands making scoops beneath your breasts to fondle. “The water nice enough for ya?”

You nodded, sinking down further into the water and reclining back into his chest. If it was ever possible to be swaddled in love, it couldn’t have felt too different from this– body submerged in warm water and an even warmer body pressed up against you from behind. You could have completely forgotten about the power outage….

Almost.

Taiga kneeled at the side of the tub, handing you a glass of wine. You rotated the glass beneath your nose. That aroma was unmistakable. He’d broken out your favorite bottle.

Absolutely, this was love.

“Thank you, Taiga.”

He’d leaned over the rim of the tub to capture your lips before you could kiss the rim of the glass. He always kissed you as if he was savoring it, much like you would soon be savoring this wine.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.” he whispered, then pecked at your cheek before standing back up with a grunt.

“Ah, kyodai, did ya find the stuff?”

You could feel Goro’s voice vibrating through his chest against your back.

“Hm? What stuff?”

Not answering your question, the other man nodded. “I did. So, call it in about 30 minutes and then dry her off and bring’r to bed so we can get started.”

“30 minutes?” Goro whined. “That’s hardly enough time to finish her wine. Give her an hour.”

“Fine, but I don’t wanna hear no funny business. If I do, it’s just me an’ her.”

Goro waved his dripping hand at the man dismissively, flicking water at him and in your face. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Now, get out. Yer wastin’ her time.”

Taiga said nothing else, not for Goro’s sake but for yours. You watched him leave the room, pulling the door up behind him. When it was just the two of you, you tried to sink even further into his chest but this was as close as you could possibly be.

“Sorry I couldn’t get the power back on for ya.” he muttered against your cheek as he absentmindedly fondled your chest.

“Don’t be. It’s not like it’s your fault the power went out.”

“I know. I just can’t stand seein’ ya upset and stressed out like that.”

“I couldn’t help it. I lost so much progress, Goro.” you sighed, then took a big gulp of wine.

So much for savoring.

“Well, now’s the time to let it out. I’m listenin’.”

“I don’t really have much else to say about it. I think it’s best for me to calm down and relax now.”

“Mm.”

They soaked in silence for a while. You watched the candlelight flicker along the walls and in the water as you sipped at your wine. Each minute that passed by, you felt the tenseness in your body melt away. You weren't sure if it was the warm water, the calming lighting, just being there in his arms or perhaps even the way he played with your breasts– bouncing your tits, teasing the nipples with his fingertips and pinching them after they’d hardened under his featherlight touch. The semi from before was now a full blown erection pressed against your back, twitching and begging for the neglect to end.

“Yer likin’ this shit, arentcha?” he snickered, dipping his head to nibble at your neck. “Feelin’ real good, huh?”

You sucked your bottom lip into your mouth to suppress the moan threatening to spill out. Good was much too weak of a word to describe how this felt.

“Yes.”

“How good?” he asked, rolling your nipples between his fingers as he sucked at your neck. You couldn’t answer him– not with your words anyway but the way you had begun to gyrate into the tub told him so much more than you ever could. “Ahhh, baby~. Ya need a hand?”

You bit back a groan.

“Spread your legs,” he whispered against your damp skin and the hair on the back of your neck had begun to rise.

“But Taiga said–”

“_____, do I sound like I give a shit about what Taiga said?” he said then licked a stripe along the goosebumps rising on your neck. “Be a good girl and spread ‘em.”

There was a fluttering inside you– Down low. You loved when he was assertive like this. You tended to take turns passing the baton. Now it was your turn to be the obedient one. You tried to spread your legs but the tub only gave you so much room to meet his liking. The bath was generous in length but not so much in width.

Clicking his tongue it was apparent that he wasn’t satisfied. He needed you spreaded out much more than this. He reached down to grab one leg and hiked it over the rim of the tub and lifted the other until your foot touched the cool wall.

That was more like it.

His large hand dipped beneath the bed of diminishing bubbles and snaked its way down your body until he was cupping your mound.

“Oh,” you gasped at his touch. “Goro, we–”

“Want me to stop?” his voice deep against your ear and you could have shuddered.

You knew that you should have petitioned for Taiga but both of you knew from the way you’d begun to grind into his hand that you would have only been lying to yourself.

You needed this.

And Goro was nothing if not a problem solver.

You shook your head and he smirked to himself at how well he knew you. He’d known you like the back of his hand. He pressed his middle finger between your slot and found you’d been dirtying up the water with your mess.

So slippery, despite the bath, just like he suspected you would be.

He knew you.

He slid his fingers along your slit then slowly reacquainted himself with your swollen bud. You flinched beneath his touch. Your lips fell open as you rested your head back on his shoulder. He could practically see the moan tumbling out of your mouth before the sound even graced the world. Goro brought his hand up to cover your mouth in an attempt to silence you. Water droplets rolled down under your jaw and along your neck until they hit with the bathwater again.

“Ya gotta keep quiet, _____. If he hears, he’s gonna get real pissy.”

You winded your hips in the same pattern as his hand, panting and sighing as you accepted all the pleasure his deft fingers had to offer. You tried your best to keep your voice down. You tried your best not to thrash about. You tried your best to keep your legs propped wide open but Goro’s efforts were wearing you down and you were only moments away from combusting.

“Oh?” he whispered, hastening his pace. “Ya like this sneakin’ around shit, do ya? That why you’re about to cum so soon? Hold it, baby. We’ve got plenty of time.”

That was just the thing though. You couldn’t hold it– You were just feet away from reaching the mountain’s peak and there was no turning back. Your toes curled as you attempted to fight against the trembling in your thighs that urged you to slam them shut. Any sudden movements and you’d make a splash for sure. You couldn’t have Taiga coming to investigate– you were too close to stop now.

You ground your head into his shoulder, eyes stapled shut as he pressed his palm to your mouth tighter. He was rubbing faster. He knew you couldn’t hold back. Your hands splashed through the water until you found purchase in his thigh muscles, crescent moons sinking into white skin.

He pushed you over the edge and all you could do now was ride it out, panting hard into his hand– trying and failing not to let out so much as a squeak.

“Thaaat’s it, _____. Let it out.” he whispered, kissing your ear. “Thaaat’s my girl. Keep cummin’ for me.”

The current rippling through you shot from head to toe, leaving behind a dizziness in its wake. With a shudder, you melted into him, fighting to catch your breath. At last, he removed his hand from your mouth, subtly noting the bite mark left behind. He hadn’t even noticed you biting him. He was so engrossed in what he’d been doing. Goro kissed at the wet nape of your neck, tasting a mixture of bathwater and sweat then dropped his bitten hand beneath the water to stroke the skin of your belly.

“Taiga’s going to get so pissed at us…” you said in an airy tone.

“Only if he finds out.”

“Oh, I think he found out.” a gruff voice said near the door.

The two flinched, gazes following the voice to find the other man leaning against the doorframe with folded arms.

“What the hell, kyodai? How long ya been standin’ there?”

“Long enough.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” you asked.

Something mischievous played on his features beneath the flickering light. “I’ve got my reasons. Besides, ya looked like ya needed it so bad, I couldn’t bring myself to interrupt.”

“I told you we should’ve waited, Goro.”

“You ain’t say shit!”

“I tried.”

“Not very hard mi–”

“Enough,” Taiga said, unfolding a large bath towel as he approached the bath. “C’mon, let’s get you dry.”

“It ain’t been an hour yet.”

“Maybe it ain’t but you can’t follow instructions. So, I’m gonna go on and take this one off yer hands.”

He allowed you a moment to clean yourself up then he helped you out of the tub, dried you with the towel then wrapped it around your body before lifting you into his arms bridal style.

“Yer takin’ her for the massage already?”

“Ya know,” he began. “I’m a little fired up now. Maybe I’ll take a page from your book and lose sight o’ my task.”

“That ain’t fair!” Goro nearly shouted, propping himself up over the edge of the tub. “How’s that fair?”

Taiga looked from you to him, a barely there smirk playing upon his lips and Goro couldn’t see it but you certainly could from your seat, there was something devilish there.

Wicked.

“Do I look like I give a shit ‘bout bein’ fair?”

Please do not reupload/repost/rewrite but reblogs are ALWAYS appreciated. Thank you for reading!

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vinsushi · 2 years

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Smitten | Chapter 1 : Preparation

quick note, just recently made an account on ao3 as renailla. all my works will be published there too :D

You walked around Kamurocho with your captain, who insisted on going with you a hundred times before you finally gave in. He claimed it was dangerous for women like you to come out at this time. It was 3pm for Christ's sake, the streets were crowded with people going in and out of stores.

The both of you came across a fashion store which seemed newly opened. Beautiful dresses were displayed in front of the store, but the white one in the middle caught your eye. It looked so elegant and majestic that anyone who wore it would be labeled as royalty.

"I bet ya that you'd look pretty in that," Majima suddenly spoke beside you, his head almost rested on your shoulder which made you jump in shock. You nearly forgot he was accompanying you, rubbing your eyes out of embarrassment.

"I'd rather not find out," you told him, taking one last glance at the dress before continuing to walk towards your destination. Sure, you also wondered how you'd look in that gorgeous dress.

"Eh? Why not?" Your captain asked, looking at you as if he's imagining you wearing that dress.

"Not my type of clothing, plus, it'd be a waste of money." You answered him, he only gave you a short hum in return.

The both of you walked back to Majima's office without uttering a single word to each other. On your way there, you ran into a yakuza. He eyed you up and down then smirked, which made you glare at him. He started walking towards you, completely unaware that Majima was here.

'Rest in peace to you', you thought to yourself when he got closer.

"Hey, pretty lady!" The yakuza said, fixing his jacket. "Wanna grab a dr-", he was cut off when a fist hit his face.

"Yeah... nope," Majima said, eyeing the yakuza man on the floor who has now passed out.

"Thanks for that one," you told him. Majima gave you a smile and a thumbs up in return. He placed an arm around your shoulder, keeping you close to him this time, continuing to walk towards your destination.

Eventually, you reached his office with his arm still around you. You stood behind his desk, watching him rummage through the closet.

"Alright, Y/N-chan!" He yelled in excitement, taking out an empty luggage bag. "Help me with this would ya?"

*skip*

"All good to go, Majima-san," you told your captain who was preparing to go on a flight to Sotenbori in 2 days. He said he was asked to go there for a party or something between yakuzas. You couldn't trust him with packing his things up himself because he would end up forgetting 10 things so you kindly offered to help.

"Thanks for helping a guy out Y/N-chan!" He held out both of his hands with a stupid grin, waiting for you to clap your hands and his together as a way of celebrating. You eventually gave in when awkwardly 10 seconds have passed because he was still stuck in the same position, simply staring. You were his personal assistant, which made his underlings treat you with respect. Though there were times when some of them picked on you, complaining about how a weak, fragile woman like you became his right hand. Of course, this led them to be beaten senseless by none other than Goro Majima himself.

In his luggage was a neat suit his size. You wondered how he would look when he dressed up formally since he's hanging around with his buttons popped out.

Majima sat down on his chair and let down a heavy sigh. "Really wishing I didn't have to go for that place that is practically a fucking bird cage," he pinched the bridge of his nose out of frustration. "Lotta memories ya know? some I don't wanna remember."

"Why weren't you able to refuse the invitation?" You asked him, standing in front of his desk.

"Fucking letter said Kiryu-chan would be there."

"And if he won't?"

"I'm taking my chances," he spun around on the office chair. "Besides, gotta dance with some girlies once in a while!" You narrowed your eyes at the latter but quickly recovered so he wouldn't notice. Yet he still did, smirking to himself when he got that reaction out of you. You walked towards the window to look out the city, distracting yourself from the family patriarch.

"Hey, Y/N-chan," he spoke normally. Normally. Like not a high-pitched maniac. That kind of surprised you because you never really heard this side of him.

"Yes, Majim-", before you could even turn around to face him, you were suddenly enveloped in strong arms. Your back was against his chest, feeling his steady breathing, his hands gently touched yours. You were taken aback by the sudden gesture of your patriarch, feeling his chin rest on top of your head. "Take care of yourself while I'm out, alright?" He gave you a tight hug for a second before walking out the door, leaving you frozen in place.

You decided to take a stroll around the city to process what just happened between you and Majima. Every street, store, and club reminded you of the times you spent together. Fighting in the middle of the street, or singing karaoke with him. You passed by Nakamichi Street and saw that huge cone you bought with him, surprised no one had even removed it yet. You smiled to yourself when you remembered the time the both of you went shopping for traffic cones.

*flashback*

"I DON'T FIT IN THIS I THINK I'M STUCK HELP PULL ME OUT!" Majima screamed inside the traffic cone. He clearly wasn't gonna fit inside yet he still insisted on trying it out.

You pulled it and revealed Majima panting and shedding so much sweat. Setting the medium-sized traffic cone aside, you looked for a bigger one. "Majima-san, why are we doing this again?"

"I was waiting for ya to ask, Y/N-chan!" You exclaimed and shook your shoulders. "You see, I'm gonna hide in one of these bad boys to surprise Kiryu-chan! Shouldn't take him too long to find me since it'll be in plain sight. Now come on!" He took your hand and started running towards a different aisle with bigger traffic cones. You didn't bother suggesting him other ways to throw off Kiryu, chuckling to yourself when you thought about his plan.

You saw the biggest cone you've ever seen in your life, surely he'd fit in it. "Majima-san, I think this would be nice," he let go of your hand and went towards the traffic cone. He lifted it and put himself inside it.

"IT'S PERFECT!" He exclaimed happily inside it. He got out and carried the cone with two hands. "We're buying this! Let's go!" *Meanwhile in the CCTV footage*

The guard watching the monitors was both entertained and confused at the same time. He didn't even bother wanting to stop you guys since it was the first time he has seen two people trying out some traffic cones.

"I don't even wanna question that," his friend said beside him. "Gotta tell these to my kids later at night.'

*present*

"Y/N-CHAN!" A familiar voice hollered behind you from across the street. You turn around to see Majima running up to you, gripping a bag in his hand.

"Majima-san?" You asked with a perplexed look, frozen in place. He finally reached you and started panting, bending to place his hands on his knees for support, "what's the rush? Did you miss me already?"

He regained his breath and looked up at you. "Well, yeah that's another reason I came running towards ya BUT! BUT! BUT!-" He stopped to cough a few times, "I got ya this!" His eyes glimmered as he handed me the white paper bag.

"What even-", you took the bag from his hands and opened it to see a neatly folded black dress inside. Your eyes widened since it was the dress you have been eyeing the other day at a store.

"What- why'd you bother buying this? It was unnecessary Majima-san." He looked defeated. "Thank you so much, but why?"

"Well y'know," he scratched the back of his neck and looked away, avoiding your gaze. "I was sure that you would look amazing as fuck in it. Plus, I neva got to see ya in a dress before, have I? It'd be interesting seeing ya wear one for a change!" He gave you a toothy grin, making your face heat up at the sudden attack of compliments.

"I-", you were cut off when he suddenly clapped his hands together.

"Ah! Which reminds me!" He exclaimed and placed both of his hands on your shoulders, only for you to blink at him. "You're my date to the ball, bye!" He tapped your shoulders, then walked back to where he came from, leaving you perplexed in the middle of the sidewalk. You could hear him laughing hysterically until he faded into a crowd.

Chapter 2 will be released on God-knows-when !

#majima goro #yakuza majima #majima x reader #majima goro x reader #yakuza #romance #one shot #fluff

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behindthetojo · 9 months

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Hi! Welcome to my page! Here’s my masterlist.

I decided to open this blog because I want to get better at writing the Yakuza characters! Imo, writing them is a little intimidating😅 I feel like having this blog will help me understand their characters more.

With that said, my requests are open! And I am open to kind and constructive criticism on my writing.

Here’s who I’ll write!

Kiryu

Nishikiyama

Majima

Saejima

Shinada

Akiyama

Daigo

Nishitani

Tachibana

I may write for more characters I forgot to add to the list😅 just request and I’ll let you know! :)

I am slightly open to writing suggestive things. I am pretty new to it so it’s a steep learning curve. I am much more used to fluff and angst.

Thanks in advance to anyone who sends in a request! I look forward to improving my writing skills. I’ll add more to this post when/if I need to ^^

#yakuza #rgg studio #yakuza imagines #yakuza kiryu #kiryu kazuma x reader #majima goro x reader #saejima taiga x reader #nishikiyama akira x reader #yakuza headcanons

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multifandomthoughts · 5 months

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Yakuza is sadder than I expected, but that’s not going to stop me from playing the game just for Majima.

#emma.txt #majima goro #majima goro x reader

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veikkoalen · 1 month

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heat death

majima x reader

words: 168

on ao3

–burn in hell.

–baby i told you it's cold in here.

–it's always about you, – you turned, unable to contain the happiness. he looked almost apologetic, but his devilish glimmer in the eye gave away the usual self. you brought the cigarette back.

–so... we settled in?

–ahh... –

your man got sent into a violent fit of cough, darting his crazed eye on you.

–whaaa!? what are you doooing!?

you laughed till your heart bled.

–thought the smoke might warm you up.–

i forgot your lighter. – the cap clicked in the pocket. with all the feelings you have been drowning in you thought your head would erase the path to protect you, – to return it, i mean. forgot. to put into the.

coffin.

you lighted the flame.

you stared at the light till your eyes hurt.

you aimed higher in the sky.

the metal hit the stone somewhere away.

–take it yourself then, p–

fucking prick, to torture you like that.

you choked on your tears.

dividers

extra notes:

no characterization xdd i just want to turn likeable guys into ghosts. btw i had yakuza 0 goro in mind but this one kinda feels more like a mad dog already so whatever the japanese funeral tradition of passing the bones with the chopsticks after the cremation unnerved me

#majima goro x reader #goro majima x reader #halonocturne writing

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itz-wanderer · 1 year

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Majima Goro with a short

s/o

- If someone asks him whether he’d choose a tall girl or short girl, he’d prefer a short girl, not that it’s hard for him to find since he’s taller than most people.

- He thinks it’s cute and it makes him feel more protective over you because he feels like he’s the bigger one so he feels responsible for you. He likes the feeling that you’re dependent on him.

- Sometimes he’d laugh at you struggling to take stuff from higher shelves but nothing too serious enough to hurt you. Hurting you is the last thing he wants but he’d surely help you take the stuff you need from higher shelves while having his laugh.

- He likes to rest his hands either on your shoulder or your head, it’d be quite often that you'd find his hand patting your head out of nowhere because you were so small and he could reach it pretty easily.

- In his eye, everything you do is cute and adorable, especially when he just comes back home from his "business" trip to the town; you'd run to him, which never failed to make his heart flutter.

- Also, your height had more benefits than you thought so, he likes the way it feels when you both cuddle and snuggle with each other, and spooning? That just feels easier and the most comfortable with you being short!

- When you both walk through the crowd, he often holds your hand so you won’t get pushed around and lost.

- He adores it when you ask him to bend down when you want to kiss him, he can’t help but just laugh. Sometimes when he's in a jesty mood, he won't bend down so easily just because you asked him to, he'd make you struggle to reach him which ends up with you yanking him down and landing a kiss on him.

- He may tease you about your height sometimes, he'd still let your friends do it as well, but other people? Hell nah! If they're lucky enough, they'd only get a deathly glare from him, but if he was in a sour mood... good luck getting fucked up because he wont let random people make fun of you.

- If you say that you wish you were taller, he'd instantly blurt out saying "No." before you could even finish your sentence. In fact, he doesn't even mind it at all in the first place and loves you just the way you are. Short and adorable.

#yakuza #rgg #majima goro #goro majima #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza series #yakuza headcanons #goro majima x reader #majima goro x reader #majima x reader #yakuza imagines #yakuza x reader #x reader #reader insert #yakuza like a dragon #yakuza 7

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those-wings · 2 months

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The Mad Dog's Handler chapter 2

Shimano Futoshi was a cruel man. His only child is proof of his lack of empathy, using her as a pawn in his schemes. He uses her to reward his boys and to smooth over disagreements when necessary. She is the open secret of the Tojo Clan. He's sent her to be the assistant for his captain, Majima Goro, and she is expected to do any and everything he could want. However, unlike her father, he's taken a shine to her.

Mature themes/smut so 18+

#majima goro x reader #majima goro x oc #mine #the mad dogs handler #we're gettin somewhere baby

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gaiathemexicanbeauty · 1 year

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YAKUZA MASTERLIST 🏮

sleep headcanons

majima crush headcanons

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majimanowhere · 2 years

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Hello~ may I get a matchup? <3

Fandom: yakuza

Pronouns: she/her/they

Preference: any gender

Sexuality: aromantic cupiosexual(mine)

Mbti&Enneagram: esfp 9w8 or 6w7, very unsure

Personality: I’m an ambiverted person that loves to achieve my goals while also living my life instead of only surviving it. I would also describe myself as someone that rises to be independent while also accepting help from others. I surly try to hide my sadness in order to not turn down the mood, since I want my friends to have a good time. Although I’m good at listening and giving advice to my friends while talking about something deep. I love hugs and physical touch, but I mostly give it to those I feel quite close to. My dream is to be a tattoo artist and one of the styles I love quite much is the irezumi, which is why I can be seen fangirling or at least a dire people with irezumi tattoo. But my style that would love to do on others is realistic art of anything. I also care about my grades, but I do not stress myself over them too much cause I know that the world won’t look at my grades that much when I’m applying for a job. It’s the experience tans mindset that counts. I can seem distant and cold, since I try to be logical but I and my friends do know that deep inside, I do care quite much about others. A funny thing is that my friends always says that I’m mysterious since I don’t talk that much about myself. This might be because I love hearing more about other peoples lives and experience. I also love going out and buy things like clothes, boba, coffee and do window shopping. Nowadays I can usually be seen at a cafe with my computer while doing school work or research cause I do wanna do my best and boast to my younger brothers. I am also often seen outside or in a cafe while talking to my friends about whatever comes to mind. But sometimes I can be quite detached from the world, especially when I’m drawing. No one dares to touch or bother me while I’m drawing cause I will literally attack someone with my pen.

Hobbies: drawing, watch movies/series, train kickboxing, go out, writing, earn money(from my job), scroll through the internet, enjoy life, learn about anything that interests me etc…

Interests: the mafia and yakuza, lifestyle tips, tattoos, how to earn money, martial arts, coffee making etc…

Likes: honest and straightforward people, independent people, open minded people cause I am one, tattoos, boba tea, coffee, outfit ideas, peace, solving problems and conflicts etc…

Dislikes: dishonesty, bullying, unnecessary violence, poverty, misunderstandings, people that refuse to talk things out, snails, stress, group pressure etc…

I kinda went off and wrote a lot but I hope you don’t mind😅 I wish you a great year and do take your time with this request! <3

HIHIHI sorry it took me so damn long to get to this, my life has been incredibly frantic!

i also want to apologize for the short length and if there’s any spelling/grammar errors! i’m doing this at 1am and im sick AND i’m not wearing my glasses LMAOOO

i match you with…

majima!

i have a couple different thoughts depending on the timeline!

i think you guys would get along quite nicely in terms of morals and ideologies (honesty, poverty, listening to others experiences [more so y0 majima])

i feel like he would find your hobbies quite interesting! coffee making, kickboxing, martial arts, i can see him thoroughly enjoying your thoughts and ideas on these topics. especially in terms of art. i can’t see him being a great artist himself, so that’s why he would enjoy yours! he likes your ideas for tattoo designs and irezumis and would probably give his opinion and experience on them. when you become a tattoo artist you can touch up his tat for him!

it might take him a while to open up a bit and talk seriously, but i feel like once he does you can ask him to talk about the yakuza and his personal experience. not only is this letting you get to know him better and listening to his struggles, but it’s also learning about yakuza!

i think he would enjoy your presence as you guys are similar in ways (in terms of him and not his mad dog persona). he would agree with your sentiment of living instead of surviving as living life to the fullest is what he’s all about! if he’s in his mad dog persona i feel like your mysterious aura would be a great contrast to his loud and obnoxious self.

when you’re detached from the world that’s when he steps in! you’ll be daydreaming while he keeps watch in case anyone tries to mess with you. you won’t have to worry about anyone sneaking up on you in kamurocho/sotenbori.

however i feel communication might be where you guys run into issues. not because you guys aren’t honest, but because you would both struggle to talk about your own feelings and mental health. you don’t talk much about yourself and neither does he (or at least honestly).

in terms of mad dog majima can see y’all meeting at a cafe. you’ll be on your laptop or drawing and he’ll be a regular at the cafe. whenever he comes in you always look at him (since he looks kinda weird LMAO). after a while of seeing you look at him he walks up and asks you what you’re doing/why you’re looking at him. you tell him why you’re looking at him and your love for art and it goes from there!

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