堂島の龍

[judgementkazukun]

#JUDGEMENTKAZUKUN --- independent kazuma kiryu aka the dragon of dojima aka judgement kazzy from the ryu ga gotoku game series. written by fel, 25+, she/her. 21+ only. multimuse, au, crossover, and oc friendly. beta editor only.

blogroll: tatsuo shinada sideblog ; seregil (nightunner)

biography / verses / memes tag / in character writing / rules under read-more.

first and foremost, i only intend to write with mutuals on this blog. if i don't follow back i do not see us interacting.

i will only follow those who are 21+, and i will not follow you if your age is not clearly stated somewhere on your blog.

i always read rules. i also like to read through either a biography and/or a verses page for muses i am unfamiliar with to get a feel for if i see our muses interacting.

rp is a hobby and not one of my top priorities. if i'm slow it's probably that i'm busy and not that i'm ignoring you. please do not pester me for ic replies, but if it's been a few weeks it's okay to ask politely if i have something drafted. for ooc messages on discord or through tumblr im, if its been more than two or three days since ive responded to feel free to send another message to remind me.

don't be a dick, don't cause drama, don't vaguepost, etc.

i probably won't participate in nor reblog callouts. however, if you happen to see that i'm interacting with someone genuinely harmful, please let me know privately.

don't force ship or assume ship. i will only ship chemistry.

there may end up being nsfw on this blog. it will be tagged.

rp etiquette is always expected to be followed (no godmodding, metagaming, etc.)

i prefer multi-para and novella-length threads. i will likely ignore one-liner starters or expand them to at least one paragraph. i am always willing to do shorter threads on discord, though, so feel free to ask.

i try to remember to tag triggers but i do have ADHD which makes me forgetful. i don't recommend following me if any of the following bother you: discussions of grief and trauma; written depictions of violence (including but not limited to gun violence) and organized crime; visual depictions of blood, violence (including but not limited to gun violence.)

in general, if you're chill, i'm chill. let's have fun together.

[judgementkazukun]

hi im alive.

kiwami 3 complete and currently playing dark ties. mixed feelings? loved yoshitaka mine before this game (as all girlies with taste did, obviously) but Big Trampoline theory was funnier when it was just fans coping 😭 also CRAZY that theyve made him playable but still not daigo???

i love kiryu as always and blockuza did need an update but omg this series will NOT let him rest, they should be focusing more on ichiban and the gang imho and making people more invested in them. even as someone who adores kiryu it feels like theyve lost the plot.

also i miss you all (if anyone is here?) life has been super busy. ive been barely dipping my toe back in on my other blog which is more active but maybe someday ill write here too.

[thecindercrow]

"Haruto-kun drew this. That's you in the middle, isn't it?”

[judgementkazukun]

happy father's day to everyone's favorite GILF

[judgementkazukun]

i started a super busy internship hence the disappearing act but im hoping to find time this weekend to be around!

[majimassqueaktoy]

That means we’re both still just kids. Getting caught up in something way over our heads.

[meorix]

ʏᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀ 6: ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ ᴏꜰ ʟɪꜰᴇ

ᴋᴀᴢᴜᴍᴀ ᴋɪʀʏᴜ 75/∞

[hautevaux]

@judgementkazukun || 𝕃𝕀𝕂𝔼𝔻 for a 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋𝔼ℝ

Beauteous - the glare of sunlight 'pon windows, the heat ebbing from the heavens, the clarity of the sky in its nigh perfect blue. A summery day to lift ones spirits was precisely what one needed, if only he had the time to enjoy it drinking nice concoctions outside of cafe's and going for walks through the park. Alas, he had fittings to tend to and designs to pour over, fabric shipments to accept and an entire change of season to plan for; time was not a currency he had ample of to spent on his own enjoyment or leisure and thus his chosen walk and pace was carrying him toward the boutique he had rather recently opened in Kamurocho itself. A second location; more tailors than high-level fashion store like that in Sotenbori.

Eyes glanced through sunglasses, silently judged the clothing worn by passers by, wordlessly offered his marks out of ten, contemplating what new trends may soon take the streets by storm. To espy such before it happened - now that was a party trick he liked to think he had long honed, but as of yet - - - naught caught his eye. No winds of change.

What did catch his eye, however, was a familiar face among the crowd, heading in the opposite direction but no immediate identity came to mind. He stares, glad for the poise of sunglasses upon his nose hiding his actions as he searched his brain for any suggestion as to where he would know such a male from - and then it clicked, a smile blossoming across his expression, person altering course from boutique to familiarity.

"Well, hello, darling - - long time, no see. " He pauses steps, long fingers raising upward to lift sunglasses to rest on his head while the other settled on his hip - dazzling smile growing upon his expression. "And here I thought you'd vanished off the face of the planet, sweet- What a horrible thought that was, too."

[judgementkazukun]

Kiryu nearly walks right past the other man. Wouldn't register him except for the fact that he stands out so obviously in Kamurocho where yakuza, and puffed up gang members, and gamblers, and women of the night and their patrons line the streets right along with the usual salarymen whose offices are no doubt in the Millennium tower.

He's not happy to be back here, necessarily. He'd swore off ever coming back to Kamurocho, not for the first time, along with swearing off the Tojo Clan that somehow keeps roping him back into their messes. He's holding a bottle of an energy drink in one hand, and his other is in a fist. He figures he's not very approachable, though that doesn't stop people as much as he generally thinks it should.

He's surprised, really, that the other man recognizes him. It had been a long time, and it wasn't as if they were particularly close, really they'd only met in the other's shop once or twice. And yet the man is greeting him as if he's a long lost friend. He's under no illusion that the other man means anything by it other than perhaps trying to get his returning business. He frowns, but the frown isn't meant to come off as unfriendly. He just isn't one to make any other expressions, generally, even for those he really is close with. Heck, he'd shown up at Sky Finance yesterday with a scowl which was returned with laughter.

"No vanishing off the planet here," Kiryu says. "You remember all your one time customers?"

[miamiero]

Receive You 🐉🐍 | INPRNT print

[judgementkazukun]

what does your heart look like?

a compass that doesn’t waver; You are someone who is certain of what you want. Maybe you always have been, or maybe you made a discovery that you haven’t been able to tear your eyes away from. Your heart is set and certain. You fight endlessly for your goals. Above all else, you know who you are and what you are trying to achieve. Just be careful not to tear yourself or others apart in pursuit of your ideals.

tagged by: no one this has been a draft since july 2023 lmfao tagging: @shininginyourlight (nishiki), @hautevaux, @learningtodie (thero, micum, fetch??? your choice), @yashcl, @proditeur, & anyone who wants to

[judgementkazukun]

"I don't belong here." from Nishiki

Kiryu settles into the seat further, resting his back against the leather fabric as he takes a drag from the cigarette between his fingers. It's a habit they'd picked up even before dropping out of school, one they both knew Kazama would kill them for if he'd found out. It had felt important. Skipping classes to smoke packs of unpaid for cigarettes and roam the streets together, pretending like they were something. Looking back it makes him feel a bit embarrassed.

To tell the truth, he doesn't really feel like he belongs either. But they'd spent so long imagining this together. It was always going to be the two of them, here. They were always going to end up in Kamurucho together. In the Tojo Clan together. In the Dojima family together.

He thinks of all the late nights in Sunflower Orphanage, the idea of sleep abandoned, homework unfinished in their backpacks. Whispered conversations until they inevitably got out of hand and were told to keep things down and knock it the fuck off. They're fond memories. Back when the yakuza was just an idea in their heads, just an amorphous concept that the closest thing either of them ever had to a father was tied to. Back when they were nothing more than inseparable best friends, no oaths between them.

They're both a bit roughed up. Kiryu's lip is split and swollen, and his knuckles are raw even with the blood having stopped. Dojima had sent them on a collection job where they'd been outnumbered. Kiryu had done his best to try to take the brunt of it, as if it was something Nishiki might not notice him doing.

"Think we're in over our heads?" He asks, gaze sliding sideways to meet Nishiki's face.

He's not idealistic enough to think that the Tojo Clan would let them rest if they tried to back out. Not now. Still, he wonders about Nishiki's read on things.

"Or you don't feel dressed up enough for an empty bar?"

[eleventries]

kiryu and nishiki (y0)

Recently finished kiwami and l am in PAIN

[judgementkazukun]

"'Get lost,' right? Spare me. I'm going." // from fetch haahahha

Kiryu knows the look of trouble when he sees it. Mostly because he's also looked in a mirror or two in his life. So when a stranger, this stranger, shows up at his doorstep he knows that trouble has found him.

Again. It always seems to.

He glances behind him, quickly exchanging a glance with Haruka, and nodding silently at her. His way of telling her she's in charge of the others if whatever this is keeps him too long. The others look up to her anyway. It's hard to find good role models around here, in Sunder City. He feels bad, sometimes, putting so much on her shoulders, but his options are limited and every day they seem to grow more limited.

He grabs the baseball bat leaning against the side of the door, for once thankful Koji was too lazy to put his things away. Then he steps outside and closes the door behind him. This, whoever the fuck he is, is not someone who the kids that live here need to see.

His grip on the bat isn't tight, and the other guy seems to think this isn't worth a fight, but, well. If trouble has found him he might as well try to stave it off now, before things get out of control.

"Wait," he says. He holds the baseball bat up, presses the tip of it into the guy's back right between the guy's shoulders. "Before you go anywhere, you're telling me who sent you, how they found me, and what it is they want." They are not questions so much as demands.

[shiromemes]

𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑠

Feel free to add context if needed! Add "Reverse" to any action to swap the roles!

[BRUSH] Sender offers to brush receivers hair

[STYLE] Sender offers to style receivers hair

[ADJUST] Sender straightens/fixes receivers clothing (Tie, coat, hair accessory, etc.)

[FASHION] Sender brings over an outfit for receiver to try on

[EAT] Sender brings receiver food while they're focused on another task.

[KISS] Sender kisses receiver on the cheek

[FOREHEAD] Sender kisses receiver on the forehead

[HUG] Sender suddenly hugs receiver

[REST] While out on a walk, sender guides receiver to sit down somewhere and rest.

[OPEN] Sender opens something for the receiver (pickle jar, package, etc.)

[GIFT] Sender gives receiver a small gift (Make sure to name what it is!)

[PAY] Sender pays for receivers meal

[HOLD] Sender hugs receiver and holds them close.

[LIFT] Sender picks up receiver princess style

[HIGH] Sender gets something off the high shelf for receiver

[WATER] Sender brings receiver a water bottle

[HAND] Sender takes receivers hand so they don't get lost in a crowd.

[meorix]

ʏᴀᴋᴜᴢᴀ 6: ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ ᴏꜰ ʟɪꜰᴇ

ᴋᴀᴢᴜᴍᴀ ᴋɪʀʏᴜ 84/∞

[memesomething]

Insecurity starters

"Do you ever resent me?"

"I can understand if you have to leave."

"You don't have to go through with it."

"Sometimes I wish... you didn't have to keep dealing with my shit."

"This isn't fair to you."

"I should go."

"'Get lost,' right? Spare me. I'm going."

"I should have told you earlier. I was afraid."

"I thought... when you found out... you'd be angry."

"You don't need to carry my burdens."

"I would never ask you to change. If I don't fit in your life..."

"I lied to you. Aren't you angry?"

"God, you're so -- amazing, all the time." (complaint)

"You don't want those parts of me."

"You don't know what you're asking for, [name]."

"I don't want you to have to deal with that part of me."

"It sucks. And if you don't know how to manage it I might just... drag you in, too."

"Knowing me must be exhausting."

"How many phonecalls in a month do you get about me? Oh, [Name]'s done something again--"

"You don't understand."

"I can't be here."

"I don't belong here."

"They're looking at me."

"Can we leave?"

[aurentaie]

B E S I D E S, I make it a rule never, never, never to use the truth unless it’s the last possible option or so outlandish that nobody would believe you anyway. | independent SEREGIL of the NIGHTRUNNER series | written by fel, 29, est. 2024 | alternate universes and crossovers encouraged