#Majima x reader

[gaiathemexicanbeauty]

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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[ymiwritesstuff]

What They Call You | Goro Majima, Kazuma Kiryu & Akira Nishikiyama

Hello, I'm here with some headcanons for some of the Yakuza boys bc I love them all and my brain is craving content for them AAAA! Anyway, here are some headcanons of what they'd call their s/o, hope you enjoy!! ❤️

Notes: Fluff, some mild suggestive themes, spoilers for Yakuza 1/Kiwami during Nishiki's segment, mild angst

Goro Majima

Darlin' - This one is the default for him, the one his s/o will hear the most. It just flows off his tongue effortlessly, he hardly even realizes he is calling you that in the first place. The drawl of his Kansai-ben also really adds to the experience, making the pet name feel extra unique and exclusive.

Doll - This is the one he uses when he really wants to sweet talk. And oftentimes he pairs it with remarks about how pretty you are in his eyes. There is some slight silliness in it but for the most part, his overly honeyed words and compliments are almost always accompanied by this pet name.

Baby/Babe - Putting these two together because I feel like he'd use both in the same situations. Though I feel like "Baby" would be more so used when he and his s/o are intimate. In general, though, he uses one of these to surprise you, as you are so used to his usual "Darlin'". When one of these leaves his mouth, he's silently asking something of you. Usually, it's sexy time.

Princess/Prince - 100% most used when he wants to tease his s/o or is in the process of pampering them with lavish gifts or an unusually affectionate kiss. With this one, he just wishes to let you know how highly he thinks of you and how important you are to him. It leaves you with warmth on your cheeks almost every time.

Kazuma Kiryu

Your Name - Listen, Kiryu isn't too big on pet names, simply because to him, there isn't anything better to call you than your name. It's just much more special to him than any other nickname could be. He likes your name, so why wouldn't he use it? Sure, his s/o might feel like it's somewhat serious and not as light-hearted as it could be with traditional pet names, but really, Kiryu just wants to let you know that your name is all that he needs to call you, because nothing else would be able to convey his feelings better, in his opinion.

Dear - Now, despite what was said in the previous paragraph, there are still some times when this man will use a pet name. This one in particular is used if he and his s/o are married. He's a traditional, gentlemanly husband, so he uses the most traditional pet name there possibly is. Admittedly, he felt strange saying it at first, but it quickly became second nature, and he soon grew to love calling you that.

Beautiful - This is pretty self-explanatory. Whenever Kiryu uses this one, he is simply describing what he sees. To him, his s/o is the most beautiful thing there is, and him saying this out loud, is a verbal confirmation of it that admittedly leaves you somewhat flustered.

Cutie Patootie - He tried this once after seeing it on the internet. Bad idea. You almost died laughing. Never again.

Akira Nishikiyama

Babe - Nishiki's default. This one is rather broad, as he uses it with anyone who happens to strike his fancy if he is not already seeing someone, so it doesn't feel as exclusive when he and his s/o do get together. However, he somehow is able to make it sound special and different compared to how you used to hear it before you officially started dating. The charming smile he so often wears is surely a partial reason for this.

Sweetie - This one is saved for his s/o. It's a lot more tender and dare I say, sweet, perfect for when you two have been together for some time. Usually, you'll feel a kiss on your temple or cheek right after hearing him call you by this pet name. It warms your heart and you cannot help but smile a little. He is always genuine whilst addressing you in this way, and you know it. You hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes.

Sexy - To absolutely no one's surprise, Nishiki is a flirt, and he knows it. Whenever he is in a teasing mood, expect him to whisper sensual compliments to your ear along with this pet name. He is fully aware of what he is doing and needless to say, this is a word he calls you a LOT during intimacy. Usually, it's mixed with praise or, you guessed it, more compliments on how amazing and hot you are to him.

Mine - SPOILERS FOR YAKUZA 1/KIWAMI! When he calls you his, it's usually out of fear, though anyone can see the underlying possessiveness in his eyes. Deep down, he doesn't want to lose you, not after having already lost so many people dear to him. His sister, Kiryu, he absolutely can't deal with loss any longer. You see the change in his behavior, hear the sternness of his voice, and hear the hunger in his tone as he claims you with his words. Pre-Kiwami Nishiki would never say it in such a way, hardly at all if we are honest, but he has changed, and he is desperate to have you stay with him. So he holds you tight, vigorously telling you how you belong to him.

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[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 :

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[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.

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[gay-dorito-dust]

I have a Yakuza 0 request. Can I please have headcanons about what words and actions would melt Majima’s heart? It can be if someone is in a relationship with him already or not.

This man is guarded as shit, even more so after the events of y0 but since we’re focusing on y0! Majima, he’s sure as shit not letting anyone pass those towering walls of his.

However you somehow managed to slip through the missable cracks in his defences and made your cosy little home in his heart and now he’s stuck with you.

Anyways, on to what would make this man melt like butter:

Genuine tender touches: Majima had rarely -if ever- been given the opportunity to be treated as though he were a fragile porcelain doll on the brink of breaking from it’s fissures, fractures and other cracks.

At first he’d be adverse in letting you touch him but overtime or perhaps by pure accident, Majima would find himself falling apart in your tender touches as the pads of your thumbs would map out his face, feather light caresses kissing his skin that the mad dog of shimano couldn’t help but allow himself to be completely at your mercy.

In that moment you had all the power to destroy him but you chose to nurture, to love, to care for him instead despite knowing all the atrocities he’s committed as a Yakuza. Yet none of that didn’t matter to you as you picked up all pieces and put him back together again.

It was the first time in a very long time that Majima allowed himself to be put into the care of somebody else, uncaring if by the end of it he’ll end up with a knife in his back, for it all would’ve been worth it to know what being cared about felt like.

‘You can stop pretending Majima, shows over, it’s time to take off the mask.”

This would probably occur at the end of Y0 where he goes full mad dog. Which I’ve seen a video once saying that it’s an act Majima puts up as an illusion of sorts from the severely damaged man that laid beneath the violent, borderline psychopathic facade.

So when you say this to him one day, he’s reminded that you could see through his bullshit, see through the illusion and lies he lead himself to blindingly believe, despite knowing himself how full shit they were. So to have someone who wasn’t so easily scared off by his facade made Majima feel relived that he didn’t have to constantly put himself into near exhaustion by masking the truest version of himself.

The wicked grin would fall and his crazed eye would become tired, worn and haunted. His entire posture would slump pathetically as he allowed himself into your awaiting arms, practically half dead from the sleep he’s missed by insomnia and night terrors.

You bring the peace and silence he’s been so desperately yearning for:

You bring calm to his tormented mind and it’s the oasis he so desperately needed; Sure it may not heal all his wounds but he’s take whatever he could get.

So whenever Majima felt his most restless he’d surly find you nearby offering to join him in his late night smoke. (depending on if you do/ do not smoke. If you don’t -like me- your just keeping him company.)

He’d often tell you that your sleep didn’t have to suffer because his was but you discarded his concern by saying you’d rather be of help to him even if it meant derailing your own sleep pattern to do so.

What he doesn’t tell you is that your mere presence silenced his thoughts and cleared his mind without even having to try. You were the one to ward off the demons from his head. Protecting him from the worst of memories and you didn’t even know you were doing it.

When you’ve solidified yourself as his safe place, his home.

Whenever he told anyone that he was ‘heading home’ what he actually meant was that he was heading back to you and the place you two shared. The building didn’t mean shit to him but you being within it certainly did.

The life and colour you brought with you never failed to remind Majima that despite how use to it he was by now, he was still brought back to the very first time he felt that warm and cosy feeling within his chest.

Back then he would’ve approached it with caution but soon enough he’s grown to accept that this was something he only felt with you. Majima was so use to bland walls void of personality and shelves bare of any trinkets or memorabilia of the past. The places he use to occupy looked and felt as though no one lived there, despite evidence of old cigarette buds and the faint scent of his cologne.

Now, his house became a home the moment you stepped through the threshold and decorated it with your personality and trinkets that litter every shelf and even the window sills because there was so much of you to give out.

Majima realised that you became his home when he didn’t feel the need to hide his hideous side from you, or even hide the issues he faced within his head on a regular basis.

Majima realised that you became his safe place when after telling you his entire past and you didn’t shrink away from him or looked at him differently then you did to begin with, understanding and open minded in hearing him out to the story’s conclusion.

Your hand remaining in his own the entire time. Unflinching in your silent conviction to staying with a man as broken as him.

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[generatia]

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You wake up a little too early for work and you tell Majima just how much he means to you, followed by him showing how much you mean to him... [Read More]

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The morning sun crept timidly through the open curtains of your balcony door, the gentle rays of sunlight shining through onto the covers of your bed in which you were tangled in. Your eyes opened just enough to vividly see the time on the alarm clock next to your bed, it was six in the morning, much too early to get out of bed but too late to get any proper sleep now that the sun was making itself known through the rays across your room. Your head sunk back into the pillow, how now would you pass the time until you had to get up and go to work. There were still a couple of hours and you didn’t want to leave the bed in case you disturbed Majima and his peaceful slumber. He deserved the rest after all of the hours he’s been recently putting into his construction company, it seemed as though you’ve rarely had the chance to see him anymore since he got his Kamarucho Hills project. Speaking of Majima… You rolled around in your bed awkwardly trying to make as little movement as possible and faced him there in all his sleeping glory. 

Majima wasn’t exactly a picturesque sleeper, he was sprawled out across your bed with his limbs in all sorts of directions and a tiny bit of drool seeping out his mouth in the corner of his lip. He wasn’t perfect, but he was yours and you loved him for it. You adjusted your position according to his sprawled out limbs and rested your head on his bicep near the shoulder, he was so muscular yet so lean, no wonder people underestimated how strong he was. You began to gently trace the snake on his pec, making sure every line was accounted for. The art on his body was so mesmerising, it told the story of his entire being and yet there was still so much that you didn’t know about him. He was a puzzle you were constantly trying to solve in your head and yet you were drawn to his mystery hoping to someday be let into his heart fully and uncover who Goro Majima truly was, not just someone’s mad dog who needed to be leashed. 

You watched his chest rise and fall peacefully, he was a sight to behold. You felt as though the Gods had shaped him with their careful hands and placed this man ever so gently in the palm of your hands to love and cherish. There were so many moments with him where for a second you had to pinch yourself to see if it were all real, this was one of those moments. You could feel the warmth emanating from his skin, the skin that was covered in small occasional scars, those imperfections to you made him evermore alluring. 

Despite how soft and gentle your touch was, Majima stirred, mumbling something incoherent beneath his breath before he opened his one good eye and adjusted his head towards you. He rarely slept in his eyepatch around you, a sign that his defences were falling and you were one step closer to unravelling his mystery.

“What time is it…” He asked in a low raspy tone, his morning voice was divine to your ears. A low tone unlike the Majima you normally hear with his cackles and high shrieks of excitement. He brought you closer to him with his arm and kissed you on the forehead, his goatee prickling your skin so suddenly sent a shiver through your body.

“It’s still early, don't worry, you can sleep a little longer.” You exclaimed tenderly, you felt a tinge of guilt for disturbing his much needed rest. “I’m sorry for waking you.”

“Tch, don’t be ridiculous.” He scoffed, pulling you even closer to him, almost smothering you to show you how ridiculous you were being. You giggled as he finally eased his tight hold on you. “Whatcha doin’ anyway?” He rubbed some of the sleep from his eye with his other hand.

“I was just thinking,” You smiled as you leaned your head on his chest, placing your chin directly where you had just been tracing the head of his tattoo snake. His hand rested on the top of your head gently caressing you. 

“Thinkin’s dangerous business darlin’.” He yawned in the middle of his sentence, his body betrayed just how tired he truly was. He stretched out his long and lean body making some very interesting sounds as you heard parts of his body crack. 

“What, scared I might think my way away from you?” You traced your fingers around his chest in circles playfully teasing him. 

“Do I really treat ya that badly?” He jested. “Quite the opposite actually, I was thinking about just how lucky I am to have you.” You rested on your hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. When your words rang through his head you could’ve sworn his heart sped up, the badumps getting slightly faster as he felt the touch of your warm skin. His other hand now making its way on top of yours pressing it against his chest, he felt so soft you were willing to stay in that moment for all of eternity no matter the cost. His arms were your home. 

“Is that so?” His voice was a tad bit inquisitive as he cocked his eyebrow up playfully, he secretly loved it when you stroked his ego with compliments and praises.

“I find it fascinating how you’re so different from me,” You compared the size of your hand against his, although they weren’t that different his hands felt colossal to you when he held you. Those were the same hands that had rescued you from countless unwanted situations, defended you from street thugs and at night held you close to him. Hands that explored each and every inch of your body to make you feel good, leaving no area untouched, you were sure that by now he knew every part of you. “The difference is night and day…” You smiled softly. 

“Go on,” he was asking for more, you could sense a prideful grin spreading across his face.

“I love your nose and the shape of your lips,” you traced your finger down the bridge of his nose and pressed it against his lips which were stretched from ear to ear proudly displaying his content in the moment. His eye had a little sparkle in it from the sun that was reflecting in a nearby mirror, he was so angelic, so mesmerising to look at. How could a man like this really be yours you pondered. “More importantly, I love your mind and the way that you are.” You playfully pressed your finger against his forehead, giggling as you fell back into his arms once again.

“I’m just a man sweetheart, nothin’ too special.” It was all a facade, in reality Majima was savouring each compliment you gave him letting it go directly to his head. 

With a devilish smirk and an equally boisterous idea, you sat up on the bed and sat on his crotch, a fine layer of linen separating the two of you from touching directly. You leaned in closer to his head, your back arching and pressing your stomach against his, you whispered into his ear in a low sexual voice.

“You’re not just any man, Goro Majima. You’re my man.” You felt him harden underneath you almost immediately, the blood running directly from his head straight to his cock was probably the reason why he didn’t respond. His hands magically found themselves on the side of your hips, fingers holding on for dear life as though you were about to disappear if he let go too soon. You grinded against his erection enjoying your newfound position a little too much, having a wet patch from on the covers. Your hands slid down his chest and caressed against his toned body basking in the warmth of his skin against yours.

“Yer a siren, a succubus even.” His hands caressed your thighs. 

“Don’t act as if you don’t like the view.” You pressed your arms together which in turn pressed your cleavage close together. Your face beamed with devilish pride as you saw just how turned on he was by your words, you could feel him twitch underneath you as he watched you with his brown eye basking in the glory of the morning sun. 

“Yer divine,” he said in a low voice. Before you even had the chance to respond he pulled you close to him and flipped you over on the bed laying you beneath him, “But I like ye better like this.” The tip of his hard erection now pressing itself against your folds, he couldn’t hold off for long when you got him going, if he didn’t get inside you soon he thought that he might die. You hand caressed his cheek before you pressed your lips against his hungrily, yearning more for his affection. The kiss was messy and full of passion. Once the two of you had parted, both of your lips were coated in a thin layer of spittle and your mouth was stained with the taste of last night's cigarettes from Majima’s , he was so intoxicating. 

“What will you do now that you have me?” You smirked, knowing what the answer was but longing to hear it. 

“Now,” His eyes darted towards the alarm clock on your side table to check the time, it was still relatively early or in his head it was enough time to dick you out mercilessly. “I’m gonna fuck the ever loving shit out of ya.” Ringing true on his promise he thrust himself inside of you mercilessly and with ease eliciting a loud sudden moan from your lips as he hit your deepest spot. You felt your back arch in a sudden motion almost as if your body was acting on its own, wanting more. “Music to my ears,” he grinned as he lifted your legs up on his shoulders to make sure he was hitting nice and deep inside of you. You tried to resist the movement but he pressed himself close to you and pinned your wrists to the bed with his iron grip, as much as you wriggled around to escape his grip he was unrelenting. 

He kept thrusting inside of you, each time hitting a new deep, sweat stained skin pressing against yours. Your mind was going completely blank from the pleasure, you occasionally managed to muster out a few words but you were reduced to simply moaning and gasping each time you felt yourself tighten harder against his cock. “Goro…” you managed to slur out through bursts of immense pleasure. He fucked with an intensity no man ever gave you, he was like a wild starving animal who had finally caught his prey. 

“I’m gonna make ya scream my name.” He bit the bottom of your lip drawing a little bit of blood which he licked off of his teeth. 

“Fuck me harder,” you screamed to the heavens, you felt as though your body was tipping over with pleasure any more and you would surely lose your mind. Not a single coherent thought was bouncing in your head, you only wanted him in that moment. 

Majima released the grip on one of your hands and placed his hand firmly around your throat, the lack of oxygen contributing further to your spiral into complete insanity from the dicking you were getting. He pressed just hard enough to leave marks but not to hurt you, he wanted to let everyone know that you were his and no one else’s. You were his woman and his fucktoy at the current moment in time. You hungrily pressed your mouth against his, his tongue had forced itself into your mouth intertwining with yours and making sure each area was accounted for while he kept thrusting in you with immense speed for someone who just woke up. 

You couldn’t even count the amount of time you had cum, after the third or fourth time your brain has turned into complete mush. Your free hand found itself resting on Goro’s back and instinctively scratching deep marks on the hannya mask on his skin, this was your way of marking your territory through deep nail scratches that made him groan in pleasure. His legs were beginning to shake, a sign that he was close to finishing yet was still holding off just to torture you with the pleasure for longer. You grabbed the wrist of the hand that adorned your neck and gave him a lustful look, “Cum in me…” You pleaded, a pathetic yet somewhat seductive command. He eagerly licked his lips as he pressed them against yours one final time, moaning loudly as he filled your insides to the point of bursting. Cum seeping out of you while he was still in you. 

When it was done and you unhooked your legs off of his shoulders he had practically collapsed on top of you with his head on your shoulder. The room was now full of the smell of sex and conjoined panting as the two of you were desperately gasping for air, your hand now resting on the back where the hannya had been scratched giving it a gentle rub as if to appease it. The light seemed to beam even brighter now, the sun was demanding you to get up and get ready for work but you were prepared to die here underneath him as long as you could hold him and be close to him, it was in moments like this that you remembered just how lucky you had been the day that you met him that day when he walked into your clinic. 

“Maybe it was divine intervention…” You muttered under your breath staring at the ceiling.

“Huh?” Majima turned his head slightly to hear you better. “Did ya say somethin’?” 

“It’s nothing, don’t worry.” You kissed the side of his cheek smiling. “I do reckon it is time we get up though, I don’t want to ruin my new sheets.” 

“I think it’s a bit late for that.” He exclaimed, finally pulling out of you and collapsing on his side triumphantly, very proud for a man who will have to pay for your new linen. You stood up off of the bed and stretched your aching body, your legs were almost numb from what you had just gone through barely keeping you up straight. Guess it’ll be a tough day of work ahead of you…

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#majima x reader #majima goro #yakuza #smut #fluff #x reader

[randoimago]

finally my time to shine <3

majima x crush! reader

reader is a foreigner with big natural curly hair

she gets stared at a lot bc foreigner with natural hair = people be like 👁️👁️

she gets insecure and majima becomes lowkey soft with her <3

thsknks

Having a Foreign S/O

Fandom: Yakuza

Characters: Goro Majima

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: Here you go!!

Majima

If you let him, he'll gladly mess with your hair. Not really playing with it, but he'll hold a lock in his hand, try to straighten it out, then smirk proudly as it bounces back into place.

Does make it a point that you're his friend (he won't admit he has a crush just yet) and so if anyone says anything cause you're foreign then let him know and he'll personally bash some skulls.

Asks you about where your from, probably asking about the stereotypes too. Absolutely gasps when you say they're wrong and is just over-dramatic about it.

Makes sure he always has an extra umbrella around. He usually does so he can bash someone over the head with it. But he's heard your complaints about your hair getting wet so he'll keep one just for you should it suddenly rain.

#yakuza x reader #majima x reader #goro majima x reader

[my-my-my]

boss 🫡

What about Majima's dream girl?

Looks wise and personality wise?

Take ur sweet time and have a wonderful day 💕

Ohh Majima... a man wrapped up in such complexity!

There are light spoilers for Yakuza 4-5.

Looks wise, it's hard to say. Both Makoto and Mirei are short-haired women, but you could say Makoto was styled after Mirei (since Y0 came after Y5), but who's to say!

I also think he doesn't care about how you dress. This guy used to coordinate Hostess' outfits as a living back in the day!

He has a great eye for what looks good, but that's because it was his job to know what looked good (remember in y0, where he would judge a hostess' outfit and determine what kind of crowd the club associated with?). I honestly don't think he would give a rat's ass about how you dressed unless it was his job to care lol.

Personality-wise... that's another story.

I think he likes headstrong women, women who don't necessarily need him to "save the day". He does like being a protector, but the nature of being one of the top positions in the Yakuza mean his partner would also need to be street smart and savvy to protect themselves when he's not there (like his "disappearance" in Y5-7).

Patience, absolute patience with him. Majima does not talk about his feelings EVER. It would be like pulling teeth. I'd like to say he improves the longer you're with him, but this is where his dream partner would need to be patient with him. He went through a lot of trauma, lost many people close to him - he would not be forthright with his own emotions.

Understanding: Majima experienced so many traumatic events in his life, and understandably - he doesn't navigate or handle them in the most healthiest of ways. Not to say you need to excuse his behaviour when he's absolutely shitty, but the sorts of things he experienced, can be isolating. Having partner that understands, and gives him space, would be important to him, I think.

Honesty: Majima hates liars, passive aggressive people and bullshitters. He essentially grew up with all sorts of assholes, and at the end of the day, he can't stand it. The last thing he needs is a partner who lies to him.

Sense of humour: Majima likes his pranks, quips and snarky remarks, but I noticed that when he's with Saejima, Majima is the one laughing. I think he relaxes the most when people can make him laugh, rather than the other way around. Maybe his partner is a bit silly/goofy, and he finds it endearing. He doesn't have to "entertain" them, like he does with the Tojo Clan.

They would absolutely need to get along with Saejima/Kiryu/Nishida. I think those 3 are some of the most important people in his life (sorry Daigo lol). If you have a problem with the Yakuza life, especially in relation to when Saejima/Daigo and Majima were sent to prison, or in hiding during Y7, then it's a doomed relationship.

But that being said, Majima wouldn't hold it against you - he knows the Yakuza life is a lonely one. His dream partner would accept these sides of him and work with him as he grows into old age and out of the complexities, and often times hideous life, of the Yakuza.

Thanks for your ask anon! Hope this suffices.

#majima goro #yakuza #goro majima #majima x reader #rgg writing

[behindthetojo]

The Scent of Blood.

Goromi x reader

Masterlist

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Warnings for mentions of alcohol

This has also been posted to my ao3!

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Blood.

That was the first thing you noticed about the stranger who sat next to you at the bar. The sharp, harsh smell assaulted your nose and made you turn away. The scent invaded your mouth, the salty taste striking your tongue. Your own blood began to pound in your ears. Sticky, metallic blood that was poorly masked by cheap perfume. You can’t remember the last time your senses were attacked like this.

The bar was tucked away in an empty alley; it provided a shoulder to cry on to anyone who wanted to get away from the city’s bright lights and fast pace. The weather opened the door for everyone, telling them they aren’t the only ones who feel dreary. Dim bar lights always told you to take a seat, and hugged people drowning their sorrows in alcohol. The sadness and regrets that clouded each patron often polluted the room. The bartender shoots you a half-hearted smile before tending to the woman next to you.

You missed what drink she ordered, you were too busy staring at her from the corner of your eye and hoping she wouldn’t notice. She was tall; long legs decorated by the pretty pink heels on her feet. Her hot pink dress hugged her body. It was tight, with her chest being the only part of her body to have breathing room. As she crossed her legs, the material constricts her more. She appears to be fine, though, you imagine it wouldn’t be too comfortable to walk in.

You shivered when you fully took in the venomous snakes that made themselves home on her shoulders; beady, yellow eyes and sharp tongues warning you to stay back. For the first time in minutes, your peeking eye snapped forward. You know what the ink represented. You know she’s dangerous. You know you should probably pay your tab and walk out the bar. So why are you looking at her through the corner of your eye again?

The lady’s face is sharp. A pretty jawline that would cut you if you moved too close. Cheap looking earrings hung from her ear. It’s not like you were one to judge - you weren’t the kind of person to splurge thousands on expensive jewelry. A soft pink danced across her cheeks. A pink that grew pinker with each sip of alcohol. The black eyepatch that covered her eye made you tense. You quickly dart your eye to her tattoo then back up to her face - it only added to her mysterious vibe. Did she lose her eye in a gruesome fight? Or was she a victim of a terrible crime? Her face is unreadable. It reveals to you nothing that would help answer your questions.

You should feel afraid, but any negative feelings are shooed away by her blonde hair. The color almost makes her look soft and innocent. Her ponytail is topped with a hot pink bow that matches her dress. The bow is a little crooked, but no one would notice unless they were staring.

Which you are.

Your cheeks burned at the thought of what you were doing. You shifted your weight to the side furthest from her, drawing a loud creaky sound from your chair and grabbing the unwanted attention of the bartender. Staring at this poor woman for god knows how long. Glancing at the clock, you realize this is a good time to pay your bar tab and take your exit. You took a moment to collect yourself and began to stand. Before you could take a step, the mystery woman slowly turned her head towards you. Her unreadable expression turned into one of amusement, and a shrill voice spilled from her lips:

“If yer gonna stare at a lady, you should at least buy her a drink first. Don’t ya think?”

#yakuza fanfic #majima x reader #goromi x reader #yakuza majima

[yyxandere]

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

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[gaiathemexicanbeauty]

UHM

Boss

Can I have headcanons of the Mad Dog of Shimano watching his crush play with a toddler and he realizes he's in love </3

Boss <\3

majima crush headcanons

warnings: mention of alcohol but mostly dumb fluff! :3

reader is gender neutral! :D

idk who ur calling boss but if its me HEYYY SIR YES SIR I CAN WRITE FOR YOU 🫡

also i know you only asked for the crush with a toddler but this will be just a general crush headcanon list as well!

thanks so much for requesting! i’m steadily getting through the requests i have but make sure to check out my ask box! thanks for reading! <3

i think if majima had a crush on someone i feel like he wouldn’t really know it at first, he is most definitely the “we look like a couple of besties” guy but not on purpose

that or he’s completely ignorant and when (if you ever do) tell him, he’s like “????? REALLY??”

BUTTTT!! when he finally realizes it, he is so distraught; he’s the guy that thinks about it at night and he’ll toss and turn before finally laying on his back

he stares at his ceiling with his fingers intertwined over his stomach before he growls and gets out of bad to go out and find something to do to get rid of the giddy feeling in his stomach (he wouldn’t tell you that, though, he punches anyone who insinuates he has a crush)

so he obviously doesn’t tell you when he has a crush on you

and i think when the two of you are alone, he feels a lot less inclined to be all “HEHEHE HAHAAH IM CRAZY AND INSANE” to impress you but he’ll act funny when you’re in a bad mood

had a really vivid image of you and majima maybe at one of those rooftop bars or maybe ur just on a rooftop hanging out (for whatever reason) and you’re telling majima all about your day and how you need a drink but you may as well have stopped talking bc he wasn’t paying attention, he was looking at you and taking in the view of the moon and the way it was shining on you; not that you would really notice bc of the completely unbothered front that he puts on

i think seeing you with a kid is what really reels him in, though, he’s almost scared of the way his heart leaps in his chest

you and him probably head for a park (there’s like two in kamurocho if i remember correctly, it’s been a long day guys) after a night on the town

majima is laying on a bench with his arm over his eyes while you sit by his feet and change your shoes for something more comfortable before a toy runs into one of your shoes and knocks it over

“hey, you got in the way of my car! you’re sitting on my tunnel!” a shrill voice says, running up to the bench you are sitting at and snatching the car away.

majima has most definitely woken up from his very light state of sleep, one of his arms hanging off the side of the bench and the other laying on his stomach as he watches you start to playfully argue with the kid

and he regrets it

he doesn’t say anything while he watches you make a “racetrack” (it’s really only sticks that you and the boy can find around the park) with the small boy, he’s afraid he’ll spit up a butterfly or something from how many are flying in his stomach right now

you’ll occasionally look up to see what majima is doing and he’ll feign disinterest, picking at his nails or something to make it seem like he totally he wasn’t looking at you

“MISTER! DO YOU WANNA PLAY TOO?!” the boy shouts from inside the slide, making majima sit up as you shrug your shoulders at him and gestures for him to join you two

and how could he say no to that?

the three of you spend what only feels like a couple of minutes making the rest of a racetrack before a group of small boys catch the small boy’s attention and he leaves\

“you sure can hold your own with a kid.” majima mumbles from behind you, sitting down in the exit of the slide and leaning back on his hands

“what can i say? kids like me.” you say, shrugging softly before you crouch down to majima’s height inside the slide

you boop him on the nose with your finger which makes him jump before you say “which is probably why its so easy to be around you.”

majima’s face goes beet red before he swats your hand away, making you giggle as he grumbles about how he ‘hates’ you

IM SORRY IF THIS WAS LITTLE TOO LONG AND MAYBE WASNT WHAT YOU ASKED FOR HELPPP 

i reallly tried to make it obvious that he had a crush on you but imo, majima himself isn’t the kind of guy to be really obvious about who he likes unless he’s drunk

but either way, i got so excited to write this and had so much fun! :D i hope you enjoy it! <33

#yakuza #yakuza 0 #yakuza x reader #yakuza imagine #yakuza imagines #yakuza kiwami #goro majima #majima goro #majima x reader #goro majima x reader #yakuza headcanons #headcanons #reader insert #majima x you #goro majima x you #yakuza x you

[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.

~

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[itz-wanderer]

Hello guys! 💛 I wrote this since today is February 14th which means it's ✨VALENTINE'S DAY✨ I know it's short but 🙏🏻💗 Anyway,

✨💜 HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE 💜✨

Getting homemade chocolates from their crush on Valentines (Kiryu, Majima, Nishiki)

Kiryu Kazuma

- Kiryu being the airhead as he always has been would surely accept them and probably try to give her money instead thinking his crush is trying to sell him chocolates and him trying to impress her, wants to show he can buy as much she wants to make her happy.

- His crush would surely let out a sigh calling him stupid for giving her money back for the chocolates she had practiced all night long the day before and this is how she gets repaid :”)

- But everything starts getting clearer to Kiryu as he remembers the date and notices the decorations around. The cafes are decorated with red and white balloons, couples walking over to love hotels in Kamurocho. Then he learns that today is the day for lovers!

- He will make it a priority to make sure the rest of your day goes in the best way possible!! Since he fucked up so bad with your homemade gift; begging and promising to make it up to you in any way possible.

Majima Goro

-Majima seems like the person who when getting a gift from a girl who he is not romantically interested in, he would still happily and politely accept it. But he will make sure that he does not lead her on.

- However, when it comes to his crush, he gets super flustered, not being able to make eye contact with them when they compliment on how hot he looks in his dark black suit and their chocolates?? He would gulp them down even if they did not taste like chocolate at all and yelp ”UMMAAIII!!!” making his crush giggle and give him a hearty look even though she already had tasted it and knew the chocolate was burnt and tasted bitter.

Akira Nishikiyama

- Nishiki would definitely not be flustered by a girl gifting him chocolates, considering he always was popular among girls who offered him all sorts of gifts long before he even got into the Yakuza business with Kiryu.

- Yuko sure would tease him a lot for getting so many gifts on Valentines. She would also be a bit mad at him cause her friends are always talking a lot about him and his stupidly charming looks and how they wished to find a bf just like him or perhaps just him. Yuko never backed down and would spill ugly secrets of poor Nishiki and the idiotic things he did as a kid.

- However, getting homemade chocolates from his crush would melt his heart even faster than that chocolate took to melt in that boiling pan. He would be over the clouds, canceling all his other plans just so he could spend it with you.

- He is the kinda person who when he gets back home puts that chocolate he got from his crush, on his table and just glances at them for hours feeling all giddy with his face resting on his palm, thinking of all sorts of romantic scenarios in his head on how he is gonna propose to her someday at a lovely beach or in a fancy restaurant on a candle light dinner.

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[lemonxdaisybby]

Hello! Nobody requested Majima yet? Can I request dating headcanons for him, please? Thanks!

Hello! Ofc - here you go! 💕 Both SFW and NSFW below.

Surprising to some maybe, but Majima would have secretly felt rather flustered when first asking you out/confessing to you. Of course, he’d manage to mask it perfectly, by acting like his usual extravagant, quirky self, but just know that inside his stomach, the butterflies are going crazy.

To be honest, after everything he’s gone through in the past, he may attempt to ignore his feelings at first, and keep you at arms length, but he would fail at this tremendously. When he falls for someone, he falls hard.

He might not be the best with romantic words or proclamations of love, however behind closed doors he is a cuddle bug, and in need of physical affection often. He just loves to be touching you somehow, whether it be simply holding your hand, snuggling in with you on the sofa or in bed, or resting an arm around your shoulders whilst watching a movie.

As said previously, he’s not the best with words and proclamations of love, however he is very good at giving compliments, and you will receive them often. They’ll mainly be centred on how you look, but they would still be sweet all the same.

Protective man, and he would maybe attempt to keep you away from the Yakuza side of things, although this may prove difficult. He just wouldn’t want you getting mixed up in any dangerous situations, or having to witness violence. He’d worry that maybe one day it would be too much for you, and you’d be scared off for good.

Though he’s protective, he wouldn’t baby you, as he trusts you can handle yourself with daily life. He’s also not particularly jealous. He trusts you so much, and believes he doesn’t need to worry about things like that. However, on the very rare occasion that he is jealous, he would be very quiet and brooding, and would overthink everything. You’d have to encourage him to tell you what’s wrong, otherwise he will stay silent and it will just eat away at him.

Though he’s open minded and willing to try kinks and new things, he’s not massively that bothered about kinks himself. He’d probably prefer sex to be a bit more soft and loving. Man doesn’t get enough affection in day-to-day life, so would crave it from you.

That being said, though he prefers sex to be a bit more chilled, he can still go hard and fast when he feels like it. Particularly when he’s feeling a bit frustrated or stressed. He would never be rough unless prompted by yourself, but his pace would be relentless when he’s in a bad mood, and he would appear a lot more stiff and cold.

Majima is so good at oral. He has a wicked tongue, and knows how to put that mouth to good use. He’d catch on quickly to all your sensitive spots, and would know exactly where to lick, suck and bite to turn you in to a quivering mess. He would also love watching your reactions, and his heated gaze would be on you often, staring up at you from between your thighs.

His favourite place to fuck you would definitely be the bedroom. He likes to be comfy, and his bed would be nothing but luxurious, and would be the perfect place for post-sex cuddles too. Majima would likely cuddle you and fall asleep with his head resting on yours after sex. It makes him very sleepy, and he’d just feel so at ease and relaxed next to you. He’s all about comfort, and loves being lazy with you.

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[vinsushi]

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 !

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[generatia]

* . °•★|•°∵[A Rainy Sotenbori Night]∵°•|☆•° . *

Just a little Majima x Reader Fanfic I made, y/n is a doctor and she forgot her umbrella after work [Read More] * . °•★|•°∵ ∵°•|☆•° . *

It was a rainy night in Sotenbori, the smell of petrichor perforating through the city streets. Rain drops descended onto pavement in heavy blobs rather than subtle rain making all of the usual denizens who roamed the streets at this time fall away into the multitude of bars and clubs that littered the streets to escape the rain's wrath. Occasional lightning split the night sky giving a brief look into the dense clouds that loomed above the mesmerising neon signs illuminating the streets, a roaring sound of thunder often followed sending even the bravest souls indoors in fear of its rage, afterall no man was stronger than nature. 

In front of a convenience store underneath the awning stood you, impatient and very wet. 

“Crap, I can’t believe I forgot to bring an umbrella.”

Your uniform has been absolutely soaked through. The shirt you wore was heavily damp and sticking to your body in a cold, uncomfortable way pressing itself tightly against the remaining warmth of your skin, luckily you chose to wear a bra today although that didn’t take away from the shame you felt when others passed by and could almost see it. In the end you folded your arms tightly around your chest still holding your bag of groceries which were experiencing their own miniature flood inside the bag. Your black pencil skirt was now clinging to your figure firmly and the heels you chose to wear specifically today were completely ruined by the rain with each step creating a small squelching sound from the amount of rainwater in them. Nonetheless, you weren’t deterred. With one hand you took your phone out of your bag and flipped it open to try and call a cab so that you could at least try and get home before you caught some sort of illness or, before the flood waters of Sotenbori washed you away. You pressed the dial button and put it close to your ear and within seconds…

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Your phone had run out of battery. Technology, reliable as always. You shoved the phone back in your bag almost flinging it off of your shoulder and leaned against the window of the convenience store with your hands folded around your chest silently pleading and begging the heavens to stop just for a moment so that you could at least walk the short distance back to your apartment but the rain was unrelenting, a beast which couldn’t be tamed. It seemed jealousy was consuming you as you watched some of the people who remained outside carrying an umbrella, a shield against the cold water falling from above. Not only that, they were bundled up in coats and jackets, something that you seemed to be lacking as you missed the weather forecast this morning, opting to instead stay in bed a little while longer. Seems you regretted it now as you watched each person pass on the street growing greener with envy each passing minute. 

There was an old man with an umbrella who was walking his dog. Why does he need one and why is he walking his dog in the rain at this hour? There was a man who was clearly stumbling home drunk barely holding onto his umbrella, maybe if he passed out you could take it from him… no that was an evil idea too heinous even for you.

“[Y/N]-chan, what are you doing here?” And then there was him.

He practically materialised in front of you. How could you have not noticed him sooner, were you so deep in your own thoughts that you let him practically stand in front of you. You quickly snapped out of your trance and looked up at the voice, it was Majima. He stood just a little bit outside of the awning allowing for droplets of water to fall onto his snakeskin jacket and lathering his hair in water making it stick to the sides of his face, its fullness dampened by the rain. The drops that fell slid down his chest and onto his abs, it’s rude to stare but you couldn’t help it the man was built like a statue you’d find in a museum. His trousers also stuck to him like glue revealing his lean figure, yet despite that you couldn’t help but think he looked handsome and mysterious that way, a little badass even but you could never tell him that or it’d go straight to his head.

Majima wasn’t any better either, he couldn’t help but stare at what you were trying to conceal. He could see your full figure now that the rain had kindly clung itself to your clothes making sure each centimetre was accounted for, he felt as though he was being exposed to you in a way he shouldn’t be able to see and it made him blush a little. To him you had seemed so vulnerable and so beautiful at a time like this with the neon lights of the street signs illuminating your features and reflecting inside your eyes like a kaleidoscope. It was a mesmerising site for any man to behold, yet he was the lucky one. His eyes greedily assessed your body hoping for a moment that no one was around so that he was the only one who could gaze at your allure. 

After a few seconds the moment of silent and longing gazes was broken. 

“Majima-san, it’s good to see you. I just finished work and stopped by the store when the storm hit. I may have forgotten my umbrella…” At that last part your voice trailed off a bit as if you were ashamed that you had forgotten it, growing slightly quieter hoping he wouldn’t hear it but as always, he did. You shuffled your feet a bit, a telling sign you felt as though he was going to reprimand you for it. You did promise him that you would try and take better care of yourself but here you were soaked to the bone and feeling miserable about the whole ordeal. 

“Eh, is that so,” he walked up closer to you now so that both of you were beneath the awning. He positioned himself next to you brushing his arm close to yours, the smooth, wet snakeskin rubbing against the nylon of your blouse. The sudden contact made your skin prickle with goosebumps and a feeling of heat washed over you from head to toe warming your insides for a quick second, butterflies in your stomach alerting all your other senses to high alert. “Then I guess I’m gonna have to wait with ya ‘till the storm dies down, ain’t I?” He leaned back against the window with you, flashing you a half smile as he took out a cigarette from his pack and slid it between his lips. 

You got a better look at his face now that his features were slightly more illuminated by the signs, he looked exasperated and worn out. His posture and tiresome features betrayed the confidence he tried to upkeep while attempting to light his cigarette and doing so poorly. He kept fiddling with the lighter opening and closing it but no flame erupted from its tip. 

“Damn thing won’t light.” He muttered under his breath, looking disgruntled at his lighter.

“Wait, let me.” You took a lighter out of your bag and turned towards him, one hand flicking your lighter open and the other cupping around the flame so that the breeze couldn’t extinguish it. It was a small moment, yet an intimate one. He watched you as the flame lit the tip of his cigarette, his hazel eye focusing on your features. “Well ain’t ya a doll.” He took a long drag of his cigarette and puffed out a dense cloud of smoke into the air, it twisted and turned with the shape of the wind creating hypnotic swirls. You took out a cigarette of your own from your bag and lit it, taking a puff. The rain pattered on the awning furiously.

“Tough day at work?” You broke the silence between you. He smirked and took a drag. “Thas one way of putin’ it.” He sighed heavily, looking out towards the street keeping his gaze focused on the few people that passed by. “What about you missy, didn’t I tell ya to keep better care of yourself?” His tone was inquisitive and playful, he was teasing you for your forgetfullness but this time you could fire back.  

“Says the man who looks like he hasn’t slept in a few days.” You chuckled while taking another drag of your cigarette. You had made him swear to you that if he ever had a sleepless night again he could come over and the two of you could lay in bed together until he felt tired enough to sleep. Yet he has yet to ring true on his promise and you could tell his insomnia was beginning to wear him out. 

“Yer got me there.” He lifted one hand in defeat, surrendering to your remark. “Guess both of us got things to work out huh?” His look was almost somber, there was something bothering him and you knew but he seemed very reluctant to give up any information, was it worth pressing about? He wasn’t the usual outgoing, exaggerated and overwhelming Majima you were used to, it seems like you were getting a glimpse of the true man behind the mask, here in the storm he was no longer the Mad Dog of Shimano but Goro Majima. Before you could further pry into Majima’s personal life however, he asked his question first, “How’s yer work goin’, boss still working ya to the bone?”

You exhaled softly, “As always. I haven’t seen you around the clinic recently though, I kinda miss your surprise visits.” There it was, your chance to finally ask where he’d been for the past few days and you took it. He’d been very silent for the past couple of days which was very much unlike him, knowing your relationship with him was still in its early stages you tried to make it seem as though you weren’t overly concerned and wanted to give him the space. Yet deep down inside it ate away at you, of course he would still call you when he had the time but those were very brief calls just to check in on you. It made you worry a lot.

Hearing those words made Majima stand a bit taller, his ears perked up at the sound of your words ringing an alarm bell in his head. “Is that so [Y/N]-chan?” He grinned as his eye moved in your direction. Your cheeks immediately turned a shade of pink realising what you had said, you gently nudged his shoulder with your elbow. He snickered at your faint attempt to fight back the embarrassment, he thought you were cute when you got so worked up. Despite his mocking tone you leaned your head against his shoulder which took him by surprise. There was a moment of silence between the two of you as you watched the smoke from Majima’s cigarette floating up towards the roof of the awning, the pitter patter of the raindrops above only getting louder. “You always made my day a little brighter. Even when it rains on days like this, just being near you makes me feel better.” You said looking down towards the floor averting making eye contact as you spoke. “I wish that I could make you feel better too.” Majima’s body tensed a little bit, he knew he wasn’t exactly his usual self but he didn’t realise it was so bad that even you could notice. “Eh don’t worry your pretty head about me, it’s nothin’ to be concerned about. Just that bastard Shimano breathin’ down my neck is all.” He flicked the butt of his cigarette onto the ground where it went out almost immediately. He moved his shoulder slightly from underneath your head and put his arm around you bringing you closer to him, you stumbled slightly and regained your balance by his side, one hand pressing against him. “Yer a sweetheart for worryin’ though.” “Promise me that’s everything?” Your words sounded almost like a plea. They sounded weak, but that's all you felt like when you were around him. He was the only man who could ever make you let your guard down, he tore the walls that you had built up around you and let himself in. 

He looked down at you, despite being soaked to the bone all Majima saw in front him was beauty. He loved just how open you were when you were around him and hoped that one day he could pour his heart out to you on another rainy night in Sotenbori just like this one, but maybe in the comfort of your home. There were so many things he wanted to tell you about himself that were always at the tip of his tongue, on the cusp of being said and yet he had always held back in fear of losing himself in you completely. He was guarded and unable to let go just yet. He lifted his gloved hand to your chin and held it up ever so slightly then pressed his lips against yours, his goatee prickling your chin. A sudden rush of euphoria coursed through you, a heat swelled inside your chest and the butterflies in your stomach felt like they were about to burst. “I promise ya, that’s all that's botherin’ me.” You knew it was a lie, a sugar coated lie, a white lie. It still seemed like he needed time and you were willing to give it to him, after all he was a member of the Yakuza and had many secrets held within himself and the scars on his body. They told a tale you were yet to uncover, one piece at a time you’d patiently chip away at his defenses. You wordlessly nodded in acknowledgement, giving him a peck on the cheek feeling his warmth.

“Seems the rain isn’t going away any time soon…” You proclaimed, the rain had only fallen harder the longer you were standing outside the convenience store. The awning above you began to fill with water creating a dip above you. “Seems like it, ain’t your place nearby though?” Majima wondered if he remembered the address correctly, even second guessing himself. 

“Yeah but, I don’t wanna get more soaked than I already am.” You pouted, your body began to shiver from the cold breeze that penetrated the city streets. Your skin felt as if there were daggers slowly stabbing at the softness beneath the wet nylon. An idea sparked in Majima’s head, an idea that might have to take a little convincing to spark into fruition but an idea nonetheless. He grinned a toothy grin as he looked down at you. “If ya don’t wanna walk home how bout I carry ya instead, ay?” Your eyes widened a little at the idea, but before you had the chance to respond Majima took off his jacket and put it over you revealing his bare form. He looked as if the gods themselves had sculpted him and your eyes were immediately drawn to the hanya mask on his back, it was an immaculate work of art and told his story with its many colours and perfect lines. You wondered if one day you could uncover the story of the hanya mask, if he would lay in bed next to you and tell you how he became who he was today, the man so many feared and yet you loved. “So, I’m gonna carry ya and you’re gonna put the jacket over us both how’s that sound?” You smiled as you cocked one eyebrow up in disbelief at his suggestion, the Majima you knew was slowly creeping his way back to you. 

“I don’t think I get much of a choice here.” “Yer right ya don’t.” Before you could say any more he lifted you up off of the ground and hoisted you up on his back. You squealed momentarily as one of your arms locked itself around Majima’s neck and the other lifted the jacket over your already soaked hair. “Majima! You could’ve at least given me a warning.” Despite your reprimand you giggled as you pulled yourself closer to him, feeling his body warmth despite the cold temperatures outside. Did the man ever even feel the cold with the way he only walked around in the snakeskin jacket, you pondered. “Sorry darlin’ but I’d rather be warm in yer bed than stand out here all night.” He began to cackle as he started walking out of the awning into the cold and stormy night making his way up the street to a nearby apartment complex that was just a couple minutes away. You clung onto him for dear life, face pressed against one of his shoulders, this close you were able to fully take in more than the smell of the rain, his cologne. It was a strong odour from this close, he smelt like frankincense and honey with a mix of saffron. The scent was simply intoxicating to you as you closed your eyes and imagined yourself laying next to him in the comfort of your bed away from all of the blinding neon lights of the city and away from the uncomfortable sensation of rain soaked clothing growing more apparent on your body.

Weaving in and out of the alleyways and streets, you and Majima had finally reached your apartment complex. What surprised you was that Majima had enough strength to even lift you up the stairs to the second floor and only let you get off once the two of you were right by your door. He let go of you gently so that you wouldn’t fall or stumble making sure you were ok afterwards. You quickly unlocked the door to your apartment and the two of you went inside finally escaping the stormy Sotenbori night. You placed the soaked groceries onto the table and breathed a sigh of relief finally being able to take off your soaked shoes in the hallway. Majima beat you to it, already being half undressed and laying on the couch trying to catch his breath while inadvertently staining your couch with rain water. You did tell him not to run too fast but he simply didn’t want to listen, opting to instead run as fast as he could so he could get you home. You dry off whatever groceries were saveable from your bag and sort them out in the kitchen while listening to your boyfriend panting on the couch like a dog gasping for air. 

You go to grab a couple of towels from the bathroom so the two of you can dry off from the rain and walk back into the room sitting on the couch next to where his tiresome body lay, his arm covering his eye. You watch his chest rise and fall for a minute soaking up his good looks, despite him being exhausted and out of breath you still felt an attraction to him that no one could explain. Your heart ached with longing for him no matter how close or how far he was, you loved him, perhaps too much. 

Eventually when he caught his breath, he let out a maniacal cackle as he rose up ever so slightly to prop his head up against your thigh.

“I ain’t doin’ that again that's for sure.” He said between desperate breaths. You caressed his cheek with your hand feeling how warm he was, his sweat now mixing in with the rainwater that was dripping from his hair. You took a towel and put it under his soaked hair, wrapping it around and gently ruffling it to try and dry off the excess rain. He closed his eye again and smirked, “Ya know I could get used to this kinda treatment.” 

“Could you now.” You said with a snarky tone, your half smile betraying the sarcasm in your voice. Majima looked up slightly and smiled, “Who wouldn’t want a pretty lady like you pampering them, aye?” His words turned your cheeks red and although they weren’t visible in the dimly lit room illuminated only by a neon yellow sign outside he could tell that his words made you blush. He knew exactly what to say to elicit a reaction from you, you were putty in his hands that he could mold however he wanted.

“Oh shush.” You nudged his head playfully, letting out a small giggle at his compliment. “Thank you for getting me home.” Your words were sincere, they rang deep in Majima’s ears and he opened his one eye and looked up at you, his hand instinctively reaching to your face despite it being in an awkward position. 

“Don’t mention it, doll.” You pressed his hand closer to your cheek holding it there for what felt like an eternity. You could still hear the downpour outside and see the raindrops falling against your window, the scenery was serene. A moment to remember when you encounter inevitable sleepless nights.

“We should get out of these soaked clothes before we catch a cold.” Your voice was almost a whisper. 

“Would that be so bad? I’d give anything to have ya nurse me back to health.” He grinned, pulling his hand away from your cheek so that he could make use of the towel you threw at him earlier.

“Not if we’re both ill.” You chuckled, beginning to unbutton the blouse, it was so soaked you were sure you’d have to wring it out before throwing it in the laundry basket. Stray droplets of rain could still be felt on your body. Majima sat up with the towel still around his hair, leaning back as he watched you. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, even now you could feel his stare penetrating straight through you almost as if he could see the soul of your being. You stopped unbuttoning midway through and glanced at him.

“Can I help you?” You said mockingly, one eyebrow cocked up. 

“No, no, no please, carry on. I was enjoying the show.” “Pervert.” You smirked, throwing another towel at him hitting him square in the face.

“I getcha home in one piece and this is the thanks I get?” He scoffed playfully, upping the dramatics to make himself appear hurt by your words. Feeling a bit confident you got up off the couch and sat on his lap straddling him, he was shocked by the sudden action so much so that he didn’t even let out a breath. You lifted his chin with your finger and looked him directly in the eye. “If you’re enjoying it so much why don’t you do it.” His expression quickly changed from awe to mischief, it didn’t take much for him to get going. He liked the controlling side of you, the bold and brave woman beneath that was shrouded in a shy facade. It excited him. Wordlessly he took off his gloves and tossed them aside obeying your order and undoing each remaining button of your blouse slowly so that he could savour the moment. When he was done you let the blouse slip off of your skin and fall to the floor, his hands now resting on each hip feeling the heat of your body as he looked up at you. “Still enjoying the show?” You caressed his cheek, feeling the stubble of his goatee. “I’d enjoy it more if this weren’t in the way.” His finger hooked around the middle of your bra and pulled you in closer inches away from his face. Did his lips always look so enticing? They were like a forbidden fruit.“That's something you have to earn, Lord of the Night.” You jested, pressing your lips onto his. 

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