If not for him, I&#x27;d never have made it this far.

#kathy mumbles [;ooc]#princessleague

that video does not disprove my statement

princessleague replied to your post ““Outta the blue, I bring my singin’ to youuu!””

she just GOES WITH IT LMAO

when a one-eyed man with the voice of an angel starts singing to you, you sing back

#princessleague #kathy mumbles [;ooc]

“Outta the blue, I bring my singin’ to youuu!”

Yakuza Sentence Starters

{ 愛 } When Majima began singing, Makoto’s face lit up with a smile, and she listened for a brief moment before coming to a realization. “Oh, I think I know this song! The words are something like this, right?” She cleared her throat before beginning to sing along with Majima.

“Sunao ni I LOVE YOU! Todokeyou~ ♪Kitto YOU LOVE ME! Tsutawaru sa~ ♪Kimi ni niau GLASS no kutsu wo sagasou~♪”

#;ic post #v; yakuza 0 #mxjima

Yakuza Sentence Starters

NOTE: Yakuza is an M-rated game with some mature themes, so some of these will be NSFW!

“...I did feel the urge to hit some balls today.”

“You’re a bunch of pussies, all of you.”

“I bet you’d like that, you pervert!”

“I’m very lonely. Please reply. ❤”

“...Guess this is the only action I’m getting tonight...”

“You look like you got into a fight with a disco ball, and it won.”

“You... really used to do that? How are you still alive?”

“Stop in the name of the law, [name]-chan!”

“Lady, you’re the anti-boner.”

“Tell me... Do you even listen to yourself?”

“Witness a dance of the ages!”

“Thanks to you, people think I’m a nut-job!”

“Outta the blue, I bring my singin’ to youuu!”

“That’s not what I wanna hear after you cop a feel, Captain Grab Ass.”

“Here I was thinking the funniest part of this joke was behind me. Turns out, it’s your face right now.”

“Junk food is the source of my power!”

“...I have no idea what’s going on.”

“What’s wrong with being a pervert?”

“I just go wherever my urges take me, without thinking about anything.”

“You asking me to pick out clothes for you means you admit you have terrible taste.”

“Hey, what’s wrong? I’ve seen dumpsters happier than you.”

‘That’s a real kick in the dick.”

“I think you’re terrifying, actually.”

“I’ve got a one-way ticket to pound-town with your name on it.”

“You enjoy bein’ dumb! And I’m gonna beat the shit out of you for it!”

“Who are you to shame another person for something they enjoy?”

#ask meme #sentence starters #sentence starter meme

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } Makoto was about to go into specifics about the kinds of clients she got in her line of work, when Majima suddenly said something that caught her off guard. He was… The Grand’s manager? She thought he was the manager of Club Sunshine… Did he have two jobs? That must’ve been it… But either way, she had a few choice words for Majima now.

“You need to do a better job running that place then! I’ve heard plenty of stories about women at your club getting harassed by drunk customers! I’ve even heard that fights have broken out in there! That’s not the kind of management a cabaret club should have!”

And now he was getting a scolding…

‘Oi, why do ya think the fights start in the first place? I’m the one who handles drunk clients when they cop a feel o’ our gals. And not all of them are willin’ to bend that easily…’ He might have had one good eye, but that still didn’t make him half-blind to the harassment. ‘Not to mention the ground was too high a stand for that place back when I started. It’s come a long way, y’know?’

As if to keep himself from spouting nonsense that would only baby powder his own ass, Majima brought the cigarette back to his lips and took a long drag of it.

‘Rumors are rumors, though. They ain’t all that true. We wouldn’t have half the staff we do if I let those guys get feelsy on a constant basis.’

{ 愛 } “Well, either way, you should make sure that it doesn’t happen at all! You need to screen your clients better!” Makoto yelled, unaware that her requests weren’t exactly possible. She was just so upset about how the Grand was run that she was saying whatever came to mind at the moment.

“I bet that kind of stuff never happens at Club Sunshine! Why should the Grand be any different? If you can run one cabaret club well, you should be able to handle the other one just as well!”

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } “Ha, I always thought of you to be a better actor than that.” She said, not being able to resist some light-hearted jabs in the man’s direction. “But it’s good that you went along with it for the sake of helping someone out! I knew you had a kind heart, but that takes it to a whole new level.”

“I wish I had some interesting stories to tell you, but honestly, you’ve been here to witness pretty much everything interesting that’s happened in my life. Unfortunately, the life of a masseuse isn’t exactly the most eventful one.” Another small laugh.

‘Might not be the most eventful thing, but if it’s somethin’ that strikes yer fancy, there shouldn’t be a soul out there to talk ya otherwise.’ Majima would know… even in spite of all the trials he’s been through, the man was willing to go to hell and back if that meant returning to the biz. Right now, he wasn’t too sure of his own plans other than to keep this woman alive. ‘Ya got plenty o’ clients tellin’ ya their life histories. That’s got to be interestin’.’

‘Even got me sayin’ I’m the Grand’s manag–…’

Wait a hot minute… didn’t he tell her before he was a Cabaret waiter, and not the Grand’s manager? In fact, Makoto went so far as to say something about the management of that place being out of control. He may have just dug an early grave.

#mxjima #;ic post #v; yakuza 0 #she gonna fuck u up majima

{ 愛 } Makoto was about to go into specifics about the kinds of clients she got in her line of work, when Majima suddenly said something that caught her off guard. He was... The Grand’s manager? She thought he was the manager of Club Sunshine... Did he have two jobs? That must’ve been it... But either way, she had a few choice words for Majima now.

“You need to do a better job running that place then! I’ve heard plenty of stories about women at your club getting harassed by drunk customers! I’ve even heard that fights have broken out in there! That’s not the kind of management a cabaret club should have!”

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } Makoto had to admit, that story brought quite a smile to her face. After giggling for a second, she decided to press for more details on this tale, since it was too good to pass up.

“Really? Some random girl came up to you and asked you to be her boyfriend, just because you happened to match her imaginary one? Haha, I can’t even imagine how awkward that must’ve been for you.” She said, laughing a bit more. “Did the dad catch on to the fact that you weren’t actually her boyfriend? Or did you manage to fool him the whole way through?”

Seeing Makoto’s smile lit up an ounce of satisfaction inside him… it was the kind of view Majima would regret being unable to see more often when he was busy with work– or perhaps on the day he had no longer anything to do with this woman. That sight alone might as well have meant the end of his nightmares for a while.

‘He caught on pretty damn fast. I hardly got a say on the matter… but at the end, he just went through with the lie– and we were tricking her into believing he bit the bait instead.’ Pocketing out a cigarette, Majima was quick to light it up. ‘Most awkward thing was when her dad wanted me to be her real boyfriend at the end. So much for understandin’ the girl’s situation. She jus’ wanted to be left alone, really.’

{ 愛 } “Ha, I always thought of you to be a better actor than that.” She said, not being able to resist some light-hearted jabs in the man’s direction. “But it’s good that you went along with it for the sake of helping someone out! I knew you had a kind heart, but that takes it to a whole new level.”

“I wish I had some interesting stories to tell you, but honestly, you’ve been here to witness pretty much everything interesting that’s happened in my life. Unfortunately, the life of a masseuse isn’t exactly the most eventful one.” Another small laugh.

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } “Oh, no, they didn’t.” Makoto said, looking in the direction of the warehouse entrance (or rather, where she figured the entrance was). “They just stood outside the door, talking about all sorts of things while smoking. Stuff like their girlfriends, some people they beat up for money the other day… Things like that. I just kinda pay attention to their conversations purely so I have something to listen to.”

Makoto gave a nonchalant shrug. She didn’t really care about whatever the punks talked about, she was just happy to have something to listen to when she was alone.

Although Majima would love to take her somewhere, it was far too risky a gamble… maybe if he didn’t stand out like a sore toe in Sotenbori, and perhaps had a good eleven or so eyes less stalking him everywhere he went, he might have been able to venture out unnoticed.

‘So ya like hearin’ stories?’ Reaching up, the male nonchalantly scratched his chin. ‘I ever tell ya ‘bout the time I had to pretend to be a gal’s boyfriend so that her dad would quit tryin’ to set her up and get her hitched?’ Of course he hadn’t– Majima hadn’t told this girl a thing about him. ‘Well, thing is, she described an imaginary boyfriend to her dad who matched my looks– kinda got me thinkin’ if she hadn’t spotted me somewhere before that day.’

{ 愛 } Makoto had to admit, that story brought quite a smile to her face. After giggling for a second, she decided to press for more details on this tale, since it was too good to pass up.

“Really? Some random girl came up to you and asked you to be her boyfriend, just because you happened to match her imaginary one? Haha, I can’t even imagine how awkward that must’ve been for you.” She said, laughing a bit more. “Did the dad catch on to the fact that you weren’t actually her boyfriend? Or did you manage to fool him the whole way through?”

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } “Well… I’ll accept only if you’re sure it won’t be too much of a burden…” Makoto responded, trying to keep herself from crying. “I’m sorry that you have to go out of your way so much for me… I wish we didn’t have to live this kind of life… I don’t even know why all the yakuza are after me…”

But then again, did she really want to know? For all she knew, this situation was completely out of her control, and she would never be free from a life on the run. She would be escaping the grip of the yakuza for the rest of her life.

“But still… Thank you for looking after me. I really appreciate it.”

That might have been a bit mean, but for once, Majima was glad this girl couldn’t see the look in his face– he could have sworn it had grown hotter, and wanted to blame it on the weather even though hell could have gone cold that night.

‘Well, it’s kinda my fault ya ‘ere still… couldn’t finish off the job, so I might as well look after ya.’ He would rather face that as a means of doing his bidding than to accept the budding feelings which had already pierced their roots through his chest. ‘Ya mentioned somethin’ ‘bout punks outside the warehouse though. They ever try to get in?’

{ 愛 } “Oh, no, they didn’t.” Makoto said, looking in the direction of the warehouse entrance (or rather, where she figured the entrance was). “They just stood outside the door, talking about all sorts of things while smoking. Stuff like their girlfriends, some people they beat up for money the other day... Things like that. I just kinda pay attention to their conversations purely so I have something to listen to.”

Makoto gave a nonchalant shrug. She didn’t really care about whatever the punks talked about, she was just happy to have something to listen to when she was alone.

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } “N-No, please don’t feel the need to put yourself out of you way for my sake… I-I’m sure I won’t have to stay here for much longer, I can handle it for a few more days…” That was a bold-faced lie, and Makoto was sure that Majima would be able to tell as much, but she decided it was a worth a shot to try and appease his worries.

“Y-You have a job to do, I don’t want to keep you from it just because I’m too clingy…” She continued, shaking her head slightly. “I-I’ll be fine, I promise. You can just… keep doing what you’re doing.”

For a woman who had gotten so close to his heart, Majima sure knew how to keep his distance– that was seen in how, instead of taking the seat right next to her, he found one on the sofa close to that. Hell, Majima wasn’t opposed to sitting on the floor if that meant steering clear from discomfort on that woman’s end.

‘Eh? Clingy? I can deal with that.’ Majima was merely playing along in one such way as to brush off the guilt. ‘I don’t really take days off, but whatever. If the brass asks what’s up, I’ll jus’ have him know I got a part-time on the side.’ Which wasn’t a lie… well, not altogether one at least. ‘Can’t blame ya though. After all ya been through, it would be strange not to want a familiar face around.’ That said even though they hadn’t known each other for that long.

{ 愛 } “Well... I’ll accept only if you’re sure it won’t be too much of a burden...” Makoto responded, trying to keep herself from crying. “I’m sorry that you have to go out of your way so much for me... I wish we didn’t have to live this kind of life... I don’t even know why all the yakuza are after me...”

But then again, did she really want to know? For all she knew, this situation was completely out of her control, and she would never be free from a life on the run. She would be escaping the grip of the yakuza for the rest of her life.

“But still... Thank you for looking after me. I really appreciate it.”

Truth be told, Majima didn’t believe himself physically capable of leaving this woman to her own devices after her pouring her heart out like that to him. It seemed like the rock bottom of cowardice to have heard all that, then make his leave as though his ears were deaf and eye blinded to her situation… to her fears.

No could do… Majima didn’t have what it took to walk out on her. Not like this.

‘I can stay,’ he paused ominously, almost as though reconsidering– a word once given is past recalling. ‘For one night– or two, if Lee takes too long.’ The man was sure taking his sweet time. ‘But then I gotta bounce.’

@lcveisbliind || continued

{ 愛 } “N-No, please don’t feel the need to put yourself out of you way for my sake... I-I’m sure I won’t have to stay here for much longer, I can handle it for a few more days...” That was a bold-faced lie, and Makoto was sure that Majima would be able to tell as much, but she decided it was a worth a shot to try and appease his worries.

“Y-You have a job to do, I don’t want to keep you from it just because I’m too clingy...” She continued, shaking her head slightly. “I-I’ll be fine, I promise. You can just... keep doing what you’re doing.”

#;ic post #v; yakuza 0 #mxjima

'you know i’d never judge you for that, right?'

therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters.

{ 愛 } “Y-Yes, I know…” Makoto muttered, looking down at the ground in shame. She hadn’t meant to cause Majima so much trouble after everything he had done to keep her safe, but she was just so tired of being alone… Hours on end just spent listening to nothing. Occasionally a few punks would park themselves outside the entrance to the warehouse and Makoto could listen to their conversations, but other than that, she had nothing to listen to but utter silence.

Not being able to hear anything on top of being blind was slowly driving Makoto insane. She just had to escape for once. Just go out, and be with someone. Hear something. She couldn’t take just sitting still for who knows how long waiting for Majima to come back.

“I’m very sorry… I promise, I won’t cause any trouble for you anymore…”

"We’re safe now. You’re safe now."

therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters.

{ 愛 } Makoto was still shaking like a leaf as she held herself tightly to her brother’s body. Who knows how long they had been running? It felt like everywhere they turned, yakuza were gunning for her head for some stupid piece of land that she didn’t even want.

She had been dragged around this way and that by several people, dropped into “safe spots” so often, only to have to leave them within days. She was so tired of running. She was tired of having to escape the yakuza. She just wanted all of this to be over so she could live a normal life.

“Brother…” She muttered, tightening her grip on the man. “…I-I’m so scared… I don’t want to keep running like this…!”

#;ic post #v; yakuza 0 #bianfudou

memestockpile

therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters. feel free to change things as necessary.

would you like to talk about it?

please tell me what’s bothering you.

hey, are you okay?

i don’t have to know everything. just what you’re comfortable telling me.

i’m your friend. of course i care.

there’s nothing bad about going to therapy.

would you like to try a different approach?

i – i didn’t know that. i’m sorry.

is this helping?

i’ll try not to ask a lot of questions.

i’m always here if you need me.

shh, it’s alright. shh.

we’re safe now. you’re safe now.

it was just a nightmare.

sweetheart, you have to tell me these things.

you know i’d never judge you for that, right?

i’m worried about you.

is something going on?

everything you say will just be between you and me.

what method do you prefer?

do you need help falling asleep?

anything i could do to help?

why are you like this?

i understand.

sweetie, is there something you aren’t telling me? what’s wrong?

let’s get you cleaned up.

this is good. this is important.

you’re healing, and healing takes time.

we can do more tomorrow.

how about you get some sleep, hm?

bedtime.

it’s ok not to be ok.

tomorrow is another day.

hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.

breath in for seven seconds, exhale for eleven …

do you need some space?

remember, look for things that you can touch. ground yourself.

#;ask meme

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } Makoto could tell that she had made a mistake by coming here. She was only causing Majima undue stress by being here. However the man made a valid point. She got here entirely by luck, and she didn’t trust herself to get back without help. And Majima was working right now, so it wasn’t like he could help her…

“Um… I could hide here, maybe? This is a staff only room, right? Maybe people won’t expect me to be here. It’s like… hiding in plain sight, right?” She offered weakly, hoping that would be a good enough answer for Majima.

“I’m sorry for causing trouble… I just didn’t want to have to sit alone in that warehouse again… It’s so depressing. I can try to get back on my own, but it’d take a while…”

Just as he’d suspected, this woman must have been bored out of her mind… or so he thought. Or maybe, just maybe, Makoto was fearful of being alone. Like a crying puppy pawing at the door, only that it didn’t know how to open the handle due to its inability of reaching that far up.

This woman… really did follow him all the way here to stay by his side, didn’t she? That was… admirable. But reckless, very much so.

‘I can’t have you stay here. This place is–’ Majima delivered, but soon to be interrupted by a curious one who seems to have overheard them.

‘What do you mean she can’t? Didn’t Erranda just quit the other day? We have an open spot!’ Yuki butted in, already entering the backroom and pulling off her wig. ‘What’s your name? Are you from Sotenbori? I’m sorry our scary manager is like that… he gets a bit moody when he’s caught by surprise! I’m Yuki by the way. Are you our new hostess?’

What in the…?

‘She ain’t!’ Majima interrupted, only to be brushed off by an I wasn’t asking you from Yuki.

{ 愛 } Makoto was caught off guard by the sudden new voice that entered the room. Well, she supposed that this was a staff room, so people who worked here could come and go as they pleased... The thing she especially wasn’t prepared for was the question the voice asked.

New hostess...? She hadn’t really even considered working here, but maybe it would be convenient? Majima would always know where she was if she did, after all. Plus, Majima did say she was coming back here for training... Maybe it’d just be easier on everyone if she just kept going with the lie. She didn’t want to cause Majma even more stress.

“A-Ah, yes, that’s me! My name’s Makoto, it’s nice to meet you!” She said, staring in the general direction of the voice. “Ah, please forgive me if I don’t look directly at you. I... can’t exactly see.”

lcveisbliind:

{ 愛 } Makoto was about to explain herself to Majima, when she suddenly felt herself being pulled to her feet and led off in another direction. “A-Ah, wait, I was just…”

However, before she could get an explanation in, Majima came up with some excuse as to why she was here. Well, since it was clear Majima was nervous about her being here, and since she was already inconveniencing him enough, she just decided to go along with his lie.

“A-Ah, right… Sorry, I figured we would hold my interview out here, but… I wasn’t aware that it was business hours. L-Let’s go to the back, so we can conduct my interview in private…” She said, allowing Majima to lead her off towards the backroom. “Sorry for making a scene!” She called out to the club against her better judgement.

With a hushed that’s enough, get a move on Majima, about as delicate as a bore, practically shoved the woman into the staff only backroom. With a deep intake of breath, he pinched the bridge of his nose as though to rid himself of a headache before grabbing the woman by her sides and shaking her a little.

‘Whaddya think you’re doin’ ‘ere?!’ A better question would have been how she got there with half the country’s Yakuza on her trail. ‘Anybody see ya comin’– you know what? Scratch that. Ya wouldn’t be able to tell anyway.’

Now, just how was he supposed to get that woman back inside their hideout? It was one thing for a girl to be waltzing the city on her own, but something else, almost otherworldly, for some sketchy guy with an eyepatch to be dragging her into shady alleyways. Asking Lee to do it would make things no less subtle, and sending her off on her own wasn’t something he was so much as willing to try doing.

‘I can’t have ya here, but I dunno how to get ya back in the warehouse either. What am I s’ppose to do with ya?!’ His voice was a little unhinged– affected by frustration.

{ 愛 } Makoto could tell that she had made a mistake by coming here. She was only causing Majima undue stress by being here. However the man made a valid point. She got here entirely by luck, and she didn’t trust herself to get back without help. And Majima was working right now, so it wasn’t like he could help her...

“Um... I could hide here, maybe? This is a staff only room, right? Maybe people won’t expect me to be here. It’s like... hiding in plain sight, right?” She offered weakly, hoping that would be a good enough answer for Majima.

“I’m sorry for causing trouble... I just didn’t want to have to sit alone in that warehouse again... It’s so depressing. I can try to get back on my own, but it’d take a while...”