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Indie GODA RYUJI of the yakuza series // ryu ga gotoku Private // Semi-Selective // Perpetually low-activity // OC && Crossover friendly
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I'm going to go ahead and plug my Kuwana ( @ijinchosphantom ) while I'm still around because he's who I've got the most muse for as of late.
Ryuji and Mine ( @okanefutan ) are still always open for asks, however! ( As is Akiyama once I log into him ).
I'm struggling a bit with muse on anyone but Kuwana rn so the asks I owe over here are going to have to wait a bit longer... but since I DO want to do things with mutuals over here, how about a cheeky little inbox call? Like this post and I'll send you something from your meme tag.
“ i thought i’d never see you again. ”
feels prompts // [x]
THE OLDER MAN'S WORDS WERE ENOUGH TO WARRANT A SNORT. The feeling was mutual; never had Ryuji imagined he would survive what was meant to be their "fight to the death" — only one dragon was meant to be left standing. The both of them were never meant to leave their chosen battlefield alive . . . And yet, there they both were.
Hell, truthfully, even after Ryuji had made his miraculous recovery following his expulsion from the Omi Alliance sans an arm, never would he have imagined he would find himself face to face with who could very well be the cause of the loss of his old life. But that wouldn't be an honest assessment of his thoughts on the matter, would it?
❝ ⸺ Damn well like seein' a ghost, ain't it? ❞
He had dug his own grave. The former dragon was more than fully aware of the consequences of his actions, and if nothing else, Kiryu had given him the wakeup call he needed to move on with his new life. There was an unmistakable sense of gratitude towards his elder.
Despite it all, Kiryu was met with a hint of a grin.
❝ ⸺ To be honest with ya, didn't think you'd be stickin' 'round either. Ain't so much a bad thing though — real glad to see ya doin' well. ❞
“ i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am. ”
feels prompts // [x]
HE'D HAD HIS SUSPICIONS FROM THE MOMENT THEY'VE MET. Her speed, her bizarre strength, the fighting prowess — while the DRAGON was the last person to have the room to label one's feats abnormal, or even inhuman, never had he found himself so impressed by such a small package . . . ( at least, relative to him ).
For as inobservant as Ryuji may have been at times, even he had caught on to what she said. Not who she was, but rather, what, and while Ryuji was by no means the superstitious type, far be it from him to be too close-minded to shoot down whatever she had to say from the get go.
Needless to say, although a brow rose in anticipation for what she would reveal, he by no means seemed off-put just yet, let alone concerned.
❝ ⸺ Don't think anythin' ya tell me now can surprise me, ❞ he mused, arms resting on his knees as he slouched. ❝ Think whatever ya tell me'll have things makin' a lot more sense, if anythin'. ❞
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“ what am i supposed to do when i can’t even trust my own mind? ” “ i have to believe death is the end. because all that waits for me in the afterlife is a debt of sin i don’t think could ever be paid off. ” “ what do you see when you look into my eyes? ” “ it doesn’t always have to be you, you know? your shoulders aren’t the only ones that can bear the weight of the world. ” “ i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching. ” “ i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted. ” “ every time you look at me i feel invisible. ” “ loneliness is a slow and cruel poison. ” “ i’m afraid that if i let you see every side of me, you should shrink back in fear or disgust. ” “ for once in your life, what is it that you want. ” “ i’ve been wrapped in my sorrow for so long, i’m afraid i’ll feel too cold without it. ” “ i just want to see you smile again. ” “ can’t you stop running for one second? ” “ i’ll be here. when you’re ready to talk. ” “ being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain. ” “ don’t shut me out. please. ” “ don’t look at me like that. ” “ the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two. ” “ i just wanted to do something good for once. ” “ why can’t you tell me what’s wrong? ” “ just trust me. please. ” “ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ” “ you’re so worried about losing me/them you’re missing everything in front of you. ” “ i’m not leaving you. ” “ you’re not alone. i’m here. ” “ you see everyone so clearly except yourself. ” “ don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that. ” “ i find broken things interesting. maybe that’s why i like you so much. ” “ i want to be whatever it is you think i am. ” “ you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me. ” “ i’ll still be here when you wake. ” “ i promise i’ll never hurt you again. ” “ as long as i have you, the rest doesn’t matter. ” “ what did they do to you? ” “ i’m not sure i should leave you alone. ” “ i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not. ” “ i want to love the parts of you that you hate. ” “ i’m scared of what you’re becoming. ” “ i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am. ” “ you’ll always have a home with me. ” “ what happened to you? ” “ i thought i’d never see you again. ” “ you’re such a fucking coward. ” “ i envy anyone who has the privilege of being loved by you. ” “ you scared me. ” “ please, don’t ever give up on me. ” “ i’m not giving up on you. not ever. ” “ i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved. ”
seiko is back at it again with drinking boba tea while next to ryuji. it's almost like they're tempting him to ask for some. — @kamurobroker
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BOLD OF THEM TO ASSUME HE WOULD ASK. The only indication he gives of those gears turning in his head is the glance he spares the sweet drink, before a thick arm reaches out, large hand plucking the drink from the other's grasp.
Triumphant, he brings the straw up to his own lips to take a long sip. Sorry, Seiko.
"okay so get this. What if strawberry milk came from cows that ate nothing but strawberries? And what if they turned pink from a strawberry only diet? Sort of like how flamingos are pink from eating shrimp."
ALTHOUGH PHRASED AS THOUGH IT WERE COMMON KNOWLEDGE, Ryuji paused mid-way through ruffling his canine companion's cheeks to consider her proposal.
❝ ⸺ Eatin' shrimp can make ya pink? ❞ Came his initial query, thick brows inching ever closer to his hairline as his gaze shifted to her ( while the small dog continued to nose at his hand for attention ). Clearly, that had been news to him.
❝ ⸺ Those cows would be livin' pretty good if they were gettin' nothin' but strawberries. Wouldn't be too surprised if that did effect the milk somehow. ❞
@heroar asked:
it would seem they weren't backing down -- she hadn't realized she had been staring, not until a pair stared at her back, they shot through her like a gunshot, a behemoth aura that one could describe when you stare up grand, gigantic -- powerful. a force to be reckoned with that would fire back ten times fold like a match against a dragon's breath. when fear should go through, instead she feels a rush of heat, a sudden thump in her chest that nearly stops her stride just to calm it, what the hell was that? and it wasn't the DRAGON who broke her trance, but rather his goons who snapped like terriers upon catching her stare down, disrespect? a challenge? they're quick to bark and slam their glasses down, one and then three rising from their booths to get up in her face, grabbing her shoulder and whirling her back and hitting her face with the STINK of booze and bloated ego, as one would when riding the coattails of a dragon. she inhales, suppressing her rise of anger to their jabs, she brought this on herself really. she was staring... stupidly so, well. an evening of drinks was rather dull, and she was due for some refreshment. ❝ – i doubt a simple apology will do, but i wouldn't want to interrupt your evening -- would you mind if we take this outside? ❞ before their yaps could start again, she made it clear she wasn't talking to them, it wasn't them she owed this apology to, she looks at them again, those eyes. ❝ – sir? ❞
THE LOWER RUNGS OF THE GO-RYU CLAN WERE COMPRISED OF IDIOTS; even Ryuji could acknowledge that much. Young, hot-headed grunts who thought themselves superior due to their affiliation with THE DRAGON they didn't so much as hesitate to start an altercation in the stead of. One wrong look had been enough to be misconstrued as a sign of disrespect towards their patriarch, and with the perceived slight threatening the authority of their beloved superior, no time was spared rising from their respective booth to cause a scene.
Quick as his lackies were to anger, however, the blonde hadn't said a word. His silent, but intense gaze pierced through her like a gunshot, molten brown surveying the scene rapidly unfolding before him. Where marred lips seemed to be curved into a natural snarl with how his face rested, it gave way to an unexpected smirk once addressed directly with the apparent respect his presence warranted.
❝ ⸺ Sit down ya bunch'a dumbasses, ❞ he finally spoke with his gruff Kansai-ben, a single gesture being all it took for his men to back down and retreat back to his booth with their tails between their legs. ❝ We ain't gotta 'cause a scene over nothin'. ❞
@stingslikeabee asked:
That had been the last time Melissa had dinner at what used to be one of her favorite places in town - she couldn't possibly continue to enjoy the food after the treatment Ryuji received from one of the security guards. It had been so blatantly racist - so vile and uncalled for - that the heiress found herself slapping the man out of instinct.
It was ridiculous, in a sense - the ex-yakuza did not need protection, particularly not from her (who clearly would have been in trouble if not for her surname and the identity of her father); but her blood boiled and actions took the forefront of her brain, demanding some sort of justice for Ryuji.
Not satisfied with the slap alone, Melissa then threatened the guy - they had just lost a high-profile customer, she was reporting him to their boss and no one should ever address her boyfriend with that tone again. The heiress then proceeded to kiss the bodyguard, long and adoringly, before pulling away and taking him by the hand to go inside, although much of her appetite was lost.
"I am sorry about these dickheads," she said at first, looking up at him when she felt calmer and able to speak again - but stopped herself before they made to the actual restaurant lounge, staying in the middle of a hallway to just look at him and gauge whether he was feeling okay, "I'm never coming here again after today. But..." the brunette bit her lower lip then, looking slightly flushed - but only minimally, the tint of her cheeks gone as fast it came to be replaced with a small smile, "I'm not sorry about the kiss. In fact, I wouldn't be opposed to doing it again... If you wanted to."
WHERE IT CAME TO THE ABUSE HURLED HIS WAY on the basis of his appearance, the bodyguard was no stranger to it. He'd stood out like a sore thumb back in Japan ( although the position and namesake he'd held there kept plenty mouths shut ), and again in the U.S.. He would be an outlier wherever he would go, it would seem; a persona non grata through and through. When it came to the states, however, people there were more bold, less adverse to causing a scene, and often times he would find himself on the receiving end of snide comments and remarks that he knew better than to start anything over.
But although Ryuji knew not to act on that urge to shut people up with his fists ( especially with him on the job ), it wasn't often he followed that better judgement — but Melissa was far quicker to act than he had been on this occasion. He hadn't so much as had the chance to open his mouth before the audible SLAP had resounded through the stiflingly tension-thick air, ultimately stunning all parties involved into silence.
The former dragon had seen Melissa get worked up often enough ( although never on the basis of his honour ) to both know that she had a real knack for punching up, and that she would follow through with her threats. As though he hadn't been stunned enough, it was what came next that left Ryuji rendered speechless. He had been pulled down before he so much had the chance to react, cheeks flaring a few shades more pink as their lips met in a dramatic show to spite their aggressor. He said nothing when they parted, dumbly allowing himself to be dragged along into the establishment — what was there to say when his mind had yet to catch up with what had happened.
It wasn't until they had reached the hallway that the matter was finally addressed, and where Ryuji, uncharacteristically abashed as he were by the display, had the chance to register the train of events. He blinked owlishly at the confession, swallowing thickly, and as her words processed, scratched the base of his jaw where facial hair framed his face.
. . . He never had been a man of words, but rather, one of action. That much was apparent in his manner of response: words may have failed, but the way in which he ensnared her waist with a broad arm to pull her to him again for a second kiss should have spoken volumes. Uncertain and inexperienced, but impassioned nevertheless, soft laughter following as he drew back.
❝ ⸺ Y'ain't gotta fight for my honour to kiss me, y'anno. ❞ He joked, but even despite having seemingly found his tongue, that pinkish hue dusting his face lingered. ❝ I can take care of it next time. ❞
ryu i love being your gay lover ( climbs him like a tree )
IT'S COME TO THE POINT WHERE Ryuji hardly bats an eye at the other man's antics — scaling him is facilitated by the fact that he stands solid and tall; stiff very much like the trunk of an old tree. It's up to Mello to be able to hang there, however, as the dragon offers no semblance of support, rather, side-eying him as he clings for purchase.
His flat look gives way to a grin that's all teeth, and he snickers at the sight.
❝ ⸺ Still ain't got a clue what yer on 'bout half the time, ❞ he admits, ❝ But yer a pretty funny guy! ❞
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I am so so late to this but thank you so much for the kind words! This is me @ you as well. ♡ I hope life has been treating you well and if not, I hope things improve ASAP.
I've cleared up 99% of asks and drafts to get a fresh start over here and HOPEFULLY be more active, I'll try to answer what remains today in the meantime. Let's hope I can actually hold myself to this.
I think it's time I start deleting drafts and asks so I can start fresh and get active again on here
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so work is really rough right now . fulltime job that’s usually bringing home decent money biweekly . however despite 2 weeks of work my last paycheck was $300 and the one i’m getting tomorrow is $400 . i can’t survive on any of that . so i need to open up commissions for a bit to help pay for food and gas and the lot .
i mainly do banners since i enjoy making them . i can either use your psd or use my own . the examples of my banners are up above and examples of my promos can be found by searching “.self promo” on my blog in the search bar of my blog ( mobile / quick view ) .
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