YAKUZA ;;

[furoriis]

ya favourite homeboy kuzuryuu fuyuhiko is back, baby.

[furoriis]

hi yeah so the point is i might be coming back but i don’t know for sure if i want to or how i would do it or what or if i even really want to someone assist me?

[furoriis]

ya favourite homeboy kuzuryuu fuyuhiko is back, baby.

[attcntiondefislut]

texts from last night meme

[text] yeah but my nose is so stuffed, if I tried to give him head, i’d suffocate.

[text] hahaha figures. should i spank you? or throw a cow at you?

[text] I want to buy you liquor! I want to kiss your face!

[text] And Mexicans. My burrito likes you.

[text] 3 deer just ran past us. At least I get to see some tail tonight.

[text] Fuck u. You updated twitter and didn’t answer my text. I know you’re alive.

[text] I heard we made out.

[text] I wanna wear you like a flannel shirt.

[text] ah I can’t wait till there’s negative 2 inches between us.

[text] Ps thx for the porn on my phone.

[text] I just found a plastic monkey in my sweatshirt pocket.

[text] I’m so bored and have no one to sexy text.

[text] Can we switch to phone sex? This is starting to get awkward.

[text] Why are you such a perv today?

[text] Don’t quote me on that. I’m a walking boner

[text] In the future, we’ll all be gay

[text] I keep trying to leave, but for some reason, I’m staying

[text] Our friend ended up naked, bleeding, requesting we throw a couch at him, cause he was convinced he could block it.

[text] oh my god. I didn’t know your sister was this good at french kissing.

[text] Sorry, I can’t talk. There’s a heard of nepotisms headed my way.

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when will there be a shsl rapper

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1 you ass

1. a roleplaying pet peeve the mun has

hmmmmmmm… well i’d have to say that my one major pet peeve is tumblr user suuima

[furoriis]

3 & 5 for the rp meme!! [since fsr the “ask” button on yr ask page isnt working…also your themes are Beautiful wtf]

3. a canon character the mun has always wanted to RP as

sHit ur gonna catch me red-handed bc i have a terrible habit of making too many blogs & i can’t handle them.. i j UST  LOV E CHARACTERS but like atm i’ve considered basically everyone from ao no exorcist ( & by that i mean the golden trio: ryuji suguro, shima renzou, & konekomaru miwa; also kamiki izumo bc i love her so much ); cain or abel from starfighter; haikyuu muses ( sugawara, yamaguchi my precious son, or nishinoya ) even though i still have to read the anime i’m trash ik; u m aladdin, jim hawkins, idk maybe a disney prince since i’ve been reliving the disney days; salieri from mozart l’opera rock; & vincent brooks from catherine maybe idk??? theres so many i have a lot to do. alsO I WOULd love an avatar: the last airbender muse but i’m still rewatching the series & i gotta watch legend of korra so if i made one it wouldn’t be soon.

5. a phrase/word the mun uses too much in writing

pERHAPS. also i use the B) emoji & say lmao a lot ooc.

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A roleplaying pet peeve the mun has

A bad habit the mun has in roleplaying

A canon character the mun has always wanted to RP as

An OC the mun has always wanted to RP as

A phrase/word the mun uses too much in writing

One of the mun’s best RP experiences

One of the mun’s worst RP experiences

Something the mun likes about their writing

Something the mun needs to improve on

A funny RPing story

One of the mun’s guilty RP pleasures

A word of advice from one RPer to another

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PON PON WEI FUYUHIKO

???

[furoriis]

              --- astareis.

some of the students at hope’s peak --- the ultimates --- kuzuryuu had noticed, were really weird. almost so strange, in fact, that he wondered why the school had even allowed them in. sure, he supposed, the goal was to build talent, but --- what place in the world would someone ever need the ‘ ultimate button-presser ’ or whatever else kind of ultimate the school looked for?

kuzuryuu simply hated the type of people who were useless to society. growing up in such a violent home, he tended to only look for power ( powerful people, associations, etc. ); & those he thought odd in the head were definitely not powerful. they could’ve been any type of ultimate, but if he thought they were weird, he acted especially rude around them.

         ❛ ultimate writer, huh? an’ what do you write --- ‘ how to creep people out with your personality ’? ❜

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               --- aaestus.

          ❛ — yeah, it’s real ink. i’m not a fuckin’ poser. ❜ he covered his arm with the sleeve of his jacket once again, shielding the art --- which was, admittedly, just permanent marker he’d used to draw on himself --- against his skin.

who was he kidding? he hadn’t had his first tattoo yet; he only liked to brag that he had multiples ( on his back or chest, where people wouldn’t think to look without permission ). what was a yakuza without his traditional ink designs, after all?

[furoriis]

strip poker ;+)

           ❛ — n-n-no thanks… ❜ that’s not what he had in mind, actually.

[furoriis]

> kuzuryuu playing poker for the first time. just think about it.

[furoriis]

               --- kyoukokiwigiri.

            ❛ listen... ❜ he said in a voice more like an animal's menacing growl than any human sound.

kuzuryuus, as a family, were known best for their ruthlessness & stubbornness. how else would one get one's point across if it were not delivered in a straightforward, harsh way? notorious as a family of arguers, fighters, & otherwise people who pushed others close to the edge of their patience, it was only natural that the son of the family find these petty little arguments --- at school with his classmates, particularly --- so amusing.

it felt nice to be angry, to fight ( even if it was only verbally ) about everything one thought was wrong about his surroundings --- to complain about stupid people & their stupid habits; terrible buildings, transport vehicles, & city grids; anything & everything he could find at least one minor problem to inflame & argue about.

however, on this particular occasion, the issue which prompted him to raise his voice, shake his fist in the air trying to prove something, upturn his eyebrows in fury: it was as simple as his not wishing to write a paper for class.

            ❛ --- you might be the good student, doin' whatever those idiot administrators tell you to do, but me? i do whatever the hell i want, an' what i want is to not have to worry about writin' some ol' fuckin' paper for class. ❜

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               --- daijitsu.

kuzuryuu has had a plentiful amount of time off school, but that wasn't necessarily to say that his breaks ( every day after the bell rang, on holidays & excused days, etc. ) were consistent with what might be considered his ' free time '. in actuality, despite all the time kuzuryuu had to waste after choosing never do his homework, he was never ' free ' to do as he pleased.

he did enjoy taking walks around the city --- hands deep in his pockets, eyes directed down, the slow rhythmic beat of his heels against concrete sidewalks --- but he was never permitted to take these walks by himself. nor was he allowed to go merely with peko; his father must've thought she could be compromised easily ( which was more or less the truth --- kuzuryuu could do as he pleased; if she mentioned it was forbidden by orders of his father, he could snap at her & she wouldn't question anything else he did, just follow along behind like an obedient guard dog ). but... she was already with him at school, so perhaps his father thought that the city was more dangerous & therefore required more guards to be placed over his son.

it would've looked weird, though: a teenage boy, being trailed by five or six hefty older men, their skin bearing tattoos & scars alike, dressed in black like they were a funeral procession leading straight to hell.

he truly wasn't free, at all, he thought, stopping by one of the many fruit stands that lined the sides of a street to pick up an apple. however, he must've had his eyes on the same fruit as another, because as he reached out to take hold of the apple, his fingers accidently brushed against foreign ones, & he pulled his hand away quickly.

            ❛ --- take it. i didn't want it, anyway; street goods ain't that great. ❜