Majima Goro is the kind of stubborn yandere who'll never take no for an answer in the most ridiculous, outlandish ways.
"I already said I'm not dating you."
"What? That was two intersections ago, give me a fucking break!"
You'll find him around every corner, and he'll give you every reason why you should accept his proposal. He's never lost a deal before; you won't be his first. No chance in hell.
Oh, you prefer guys who're put together? Guess who your new barista is! You should've known from the moment your usual coffee guy handed you the latte with bloodied hands and an eyepatch. How did he even get a job here so soon? Don't question it, (Y/N) Darling. Just...take your cup and go, the police cars are parked outside and he has to disappear.
You nearly choke on your drink when your workplace's new secretary shows up.
"Majima, I can tell it's you," you blurt out, trying your best to keep your gaze away from the tight, short skirt.
"You said you liked women! And I happen to be the hottest bitch in this town," he declares, posing proudly before your desk. You're beginning to realize there's no end in sight. Not until you give up.
Summary: reader wakes up in the middle of the night with the bed empty, only to find majima unable to sleep, smoking a cigarette in the bathroom (w/c: 624)
Warnings: 2nd pov cigarette smoking, use of pet names (sweet cheeks x2, hun, doll), use of daddy sarcastically, slight angst? but ultimately fluff, established relationship
A/n: I wrote this months ago, yakuza 0/post yakuza 0 majima, divider by @chrisssiren
Any time after midnight and before 6 am are the peak times of mental destruction, relationship turning points, and “fuck, I don’t wanna go to work tomorrow” ‘s.
Surprisingly enough, tonight was not one of those nights. In fact, you were fast asleep and in the arms of your trusty boyfriend, Majima Goro.
In a bustling city like Osaka, it’s hard to get some sleep. But, it’s even harder to get back into it after waking up at 3 am. Especially when you find yourself in a fetal position you have no recollection of getting into.
On instinct, you follow the subconscious voice in your head screaming for sleep. Not before the instinct to reach out to your boyfriend, of course.
You reach your arm out to his side of the bed. Patting once, patting twice, and the third pat to the sheets (empty of boyfriend) forces your eyes open.
“Huff… goro? You went out?” You force out a hoarse and confused sound from your throat.
The little light open in the bathroom indicates there’s some sort of answer to the lack of other-human in your bed. Against your agonizing slumber you get up.
The sound of feet tapping against the floor knock majima out of his thoughts. He pays it no mind till you’re in the bathroom. He shuts his eyes as he let his head press into the cold tile of the bathroom.
“Why are you up?” You cross your arms and lean against the door.
“Whyre you up?” He quips back with a drag of his cigarette.
You sit next to him on the ground, pouting. “Aww I don’t know… maybe I missed my boyfriend and my body woke me up after sensing you weren’t there?
He blows out some smoke and snorts. “I doubt it honey, go back to bed ‘fore daddy makes ya.” He smirks. But there’s a tired, somber look in his eyes.
“Talk to me.” Determination mixed with concern lace your voice as you ask whilst your knees.
“Nuthin’ to be talked about sweet cheeks.” He pats your head.
“Bullshit. Dont think petting me will get you off the hook now.” Your tone doesn’t align with your actions. Annoyed people don’t rest their heads on the person who’s annoying them’s shoulder.
“Do you just not wanna talk about it?” Although you wanna pick at his brain, you do have better judgement to be kind and sympathetic. He just nods in response.
“Kay,” you snuggle up into him more, “guess I’ll just sit here till you stop being emo and get back in bed. Or till I fall asleep and you carry me back.” Followed by a huff and a yawn.
“I give it 5 minutes hun.” He scoffs with no bitterness, before his tones turns awfully soft. It’s gentle but a firm “sleep well doll.”
You just doze off on the cold bathroom floor, head on his shoulder. It doesn’t matter that the bed is a few meters away, the real reason to go to sleep every night isn’t a bed. Sometimes, it’s on the bathroom floor smoking a cigarette.
“Mornin’ sweet cheeks, sleep well?” He purrs in complete darkness.
“Do you always flirt with women right when they wake up and can’t see a thing?” You yawn and stretch.
“Nuh uh, just you.” You can’t see but you’re sure he’s smirking.
“Yeah yeah… so why were you smoking a cigarette in the bathroom than go outside like a normal person?
You have a thing for Majima's hands and he's noticed.
Warnings: NSFW (porn without plot), fingering, the gloves stay on, finger-sucking, Majima calls you doll like every other sentence, kind of possessive!Majima, hints of jealousy, not proofread.
“I see the way you look at my hands, doll,” Majima stared down at you, lips pulled into an amused yet lustful smirk.
You watched his hand intently as he reached up and ran a gloved finger across your lower lip, listening to the satisfied hum he let out as you instantly parted your lips at his touch. Your eyes held his stare as you opened your mouth, allowing him to place his digit inside your mouth, much to your satisfaction.
Your lips closed around his finger, still holding his gaze as you began sucking on his thumb, tongue circling the leather pulling another hum from him. His eye remained trained on you as he stepped closer, free hand grasping your jaw to hold you still as he pressed this thumb further into your mouth.
Majima’s thumb muffled the satisfied hum you attempted to let out, but he felt the vibration and his smirk grew wider, his pupil visibly dilating, be it with lust or love, you didn’t know.
“Guess I’m just giving you what you want, huh?” He muttered, allowing you a few more sucks at his thumb before he pulled his thumb from your mouth, chuckling at the disappointed look you gave him. “Don’t worry, doll, I’ll give you what you want.”
Your eyes fell from his to his damp glove, catching sight of his hardness as you did so.
“Eyes on me,” his tone was filled with lust as he spoke, and you couldn’t help but obey his order. “Open.”
Your mouth opened before you fully registered his words, and two fingers landed on your tongue.
“Good girl,” he hummed with amusement as he watched you instantly begin sucking.
The grip he had on your jaw tightened as he pressed your body against the wall, shaking his head as you reached down to grab at his bulge.
“Nah, not right now.” Majima said, hand dropping from your jaw to grab and your wrist, pinning it beside your head.
The wetness that pooled beneath your thighs was almost concerning considering that he hadn’t technically touched you yet, but he was right; you could never stop yourself staring at his gloved hands.
“Think that’ll be good enough,” he said, pulling his fingers back with an amused look in his eye and releasing your wrist.
You watched his movements closely, enjoying the way the leather of his gloves creased as he slipped his hand between your legs, thumb rubbing circles at your clit as his wet fingers teased your entrance.
“Majima,” you moaned, voice breathless and filled with need.
“What is it, doll?” He chuckled while continuing to tease.
“Don’t tease,” you pleaded, glancing up into his eye for a moment, hoping it would help.
He shook his head, an amused twinkle in his eye.
“I don’t know. I mean, for all the teasing ya been doing to me the last few weeks, I’m not sure I should give ya it at all. Ya don’t know how badly I wanted to bend you over the table when I saw ya in that short skirt, doll.” He whistled. “Hot as it was, couldn’t stand the way other men were lookin’ at ya.”
You whined as his gloved fingers continued to tease your folds, sliding in the tiniest bit before retreating.
“’m sorry,” you whimpered, grinding yourself against his fingers. “Won’t do it again, swear.”
He hummed, seemingly in thought for a moment before he replied.
“Ya better not, y’know why?” He asked, leaning down to your ear, nibbling on the skin. “Cause you’re mine.” He muttered in a way that left no room for discussion, not that you could have replied had you wanted to since he chose that moment to shove his fingers inside you, pulling a loud moan from your lips.
Pulling away from your ear, Majima stared at you in satisfaction, watching as your eyes scrunched shut and your teeth caught your lower lip. He reached up to tuck a few stray stands of hair away from your face, eager for a full view of every expression you gave him as he worked you towards your orgasm.
His fingers continued their movements, the fabric of his gloves providing pleasure you had never expected, not even in your fantasises, and you bit your lip harder to try muffle the noises threatening to leave you.
“None of that,” Majima said, using his other hand to stop you. “I wan’a hear ya as you cum all over my fingers.”
Your eyes shot open at his words, revealing his gaze focused solely on your face, soaking in everything you were offering. He offered you a lopsided grin and raised his eyebrow in a way that almost dared you to disobey him. You didn’t, maybe one day you would, but not when you were so close to reaching your high.
Moans fell from your lips as your eyes fluttered shut again. Majima could feel your walls tightening around him, only encouraging him to help you find your release.
“Aw, are ya close?” His teasing words were followed by a chuckle. “C’mon then, doll, cum f’me.” Was all you needed as you felt the coil in your stomach snap, your juice leaking down his gloves and onto his skin.
Your body slumped forward from the strength of your orgasm, head hitting Majima’s strong body as he slowed his movements. You could feel his heart racing as though he had just came himself, and you wondered if it was beating faster than your own.
His fingers stilled inside you for a few moments, allowing you to rest against him and catch your breath.
Once he was satisfied you would be able to stand without passing out, he caught your attention. His eye watched as you moved from him, shyly looking up at him as he pulled his fingers from you, bringing the cum-covered glove to your face.
“Open up, doll,” he said, smirking again as you obliged and began sucking, cleaning his gloves with your mouth, enjoying the satisfied noise that left him once you were done. “Aren’t ‘cha good to me, doll? Y’betta’ not have anyone else seein’ ya like this, ‘ey?”
You shook your head in disagreement.
“Only you,” you smiled sweetly, blush dusting your already pink cheeks.
“Betta’ be,” he said, “or I’ll be showing them just who ya belong to.”
Hellooo lovely people! Sorry to keep you waiting, literally all year, but I'm back! I had a lot of fun with these because I've been in such a big Maji' mood <3 hope y'all enjoy!
Romantic Majima HCs ♡
WARNINGS/NOTES: NSFW under the cut, gender neutral reader w AFAB anatomy, Y1+ Maji' in mind but some hcs can still work for Y0 :3
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SFW
• Loves claw games, will win everything in the machine for you if you ask. On second thought, Majima would do ANYTHING for you if you asked
• Doesn't matter how long you've been together, Majima will always be flirting with you. He'll always finding something about you to compliment and makes extra sure that you know you're loved by him <3
• Plans the most sporadic dates. Always jumping the question when you least expect it. He found this neat looking sushi place a couple blocks from your place, what about dinner at 8? Tonight? Of course, tonight! He saw some kids eating some ice cream just now and it sounded perfect! You're not busy, right? Let's go!
• If you've got a job with the public, you know he's skipping out on his duties to come visit you. You work in retail, he's holding up the line to flirt and swoon over you. Your boss hates him
• He can't let anyone know that he's the biggest sap over his s/o. You've got him wrapped around your finger, Majima isn't sure if he enjoys it or not.
• Favorite moments are early in the morning, when you both first wake up. It's so domestic. Loves getting to cook breakfast with you, holding you close from behind and smooching you up <3 his kisses taste like coffee
• Plays into the "Mad Dog" nickname a lot, calling himself your "guard dog" and being positively feral and the slightest bit protective over you.
• Loves to bite. Anywhere. He'll leave marks, and end up maybe getting punished because he left a big ass hickey where clothes don't cover it
• Loves loves LOVES to cuddle. His favorite place to rest his head is your chest. Or your thighs, he ain't picky. He could cuddle you all day if you'd let him, especially after a bad day at work. Your fingers in his hair is an absolute dream
• Sings in the shower
• Has a notebook of important dates that he always keeps on him, so he doesn't forget them! Some dates include your birthday, and your anniversary of course!
• Turns into a big baby when allergies kick in. Now he's got you around, he begs you to take care of him. Let him bundle up in your bed, feed him some warm soup, massage his jaw when it starts to ache, won't you? You just love him so much, right~?
NSFW
• Okayyyyy.... Maybe it's a little indulgent... But he'd be so down to try pet play. Probably prefers calling you his little kitty/puppy, but it feels pretty damn good the other way around, too
• As much as it hurts to say. Look at him. I don't remember seeing a spec of hair on him, minus the facial hair. That mf waxes. Brazilian. And if I am misremembering... It just feels in character, ok
• Loves to see you dress up. Loves to see anyone in a suit or dress, if it's a special occasion he will find some place to drag you to so he can show you one hell of a time. Oh, the risk of getting caught? Just adds to the thrill, doesn't it?
• Switchhhh. Through and through. Can be a big bully, or he can be a big ole masochist. Loves pleasing, loves being pleased. Majima in the bedroom is very 50/50, everyone is happy
• Fav place to cum is. Anywhere on you. Ass, stomach, face. Will he clean it up... Probably. If you tell him to.
• LISTEN.... He's down for some freaky stuff... If you tell him to lick it up, he just might. He's always been pretty unpredictable, hasn't he?
• Loves rough sex. Nothing better. However he does have his softer spells. Will go easy on you if you ask. But you better beg, he loves listening to that sweet, sweet voice of yours
• All of my faves have voice kinks. Because I said so. Solidarity k 🤝
• Like mentioned he can get pretty cuddly afterwards, but he can still take care of you if you're wiped out. Just get ready for some hugs and a whole lot of smooching
• Okay. Crossdressing. Are you surprised. Making him wear dresses, making you wear something you normally don't.. just something about it
• ALSO. ROLE 👏 PLAY 👏 HE WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND FUCK YOU HARD AS THE HANNYA MAN. AS A POLICE OFFICER. GOROMI... WHOEVER. OK
『//I'm playing Yakuza 5 and istg I'm FERAL for this man like straight up clenching my thighs when I see him fighting bears off. I need him deep inside of me stuffing my ovaries with his- okay anyway- LET'S GET TO THE FIC!!!!!｡◕‿◕｡』
Type: AFAB!reader x Taiga Saejima
Tw: YAKUZA 5 SPOILERS, cum, like MUCH cum, p in v, no condom (cover the willy!!!!), slightly female receiving (both oral and hands ehehe ifkwim), cum, mentions of kids and pregnancy, basically this guy telling you how he'd make you pregnant, he calls you mommy, ma, mama(non-sexually), did I say cum? And overstimulation too! More than one orgasm NOT PROOFREAD
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MORE UNDER THE CUT
(look at his motherfucking back this guy is SCULPTED by gods ughh I'm coming right now!!!(≧▽≦))
Taiga Saejima has seen it all. He's a man who knows what he wants, and yearns for it until he finally gets a hold of it. Everyone who's ever crossed paths with him knows it. Everyone also knows how much of a strong, ruthless man he is, but just a few people could get the honor of knowing the real him: he was a kind man, behind his tough exterior, always putting the others in front of him.
Also Taiga Saejima had a few likings too: such as children, as much as he couldn't even wish to have a child with you he'd always hoped that, one day, he would've been able to. Especially now that he was free of that jail hidden between the mountains. When he called you and let you know his whereabouts, assuming you'd already seen the news on tv, you happily rushed to that far town in Hokkaido, leaving everything behind in one night, just to see him once. Just to heal your soul and your thoughts.
«Dear» you whispered to yourself, he was exactly as you remembered him two years ago, exception made for his hair, now shaved off, as soon he saw you in front of his hideout he brought you in eagerly: he had asked Baba a few hours before to not interrupt your reunion for the night, wanting to be only with you. «I was waitin' for ya'» as you embraced him without a word you could feel his strong arms picking you up, you wrapped your legs around his waist but soon enough you found a place to sit on the counter of the abandoned place.
«Miss'd ya so fuckin' much» «Baby...» you giggled as he eagerly started kissing your neck «I missed you too» as he felt those words his touch because more intense, open-mouthed kisses made you feel just how much he waited to feel you, to fuck you, to love you.
As he found home in between your legs his calloused hands rapidly took off your shirt, kissing down you collarbone to you chest «Got no bra on?» he giggled as he saw you nodding, gently biting down a nipple as he caressed the other with his fingers, you softly moaned, holding onto his shoulders as he lowered his head again «wanna hear ya' sexy...».
Slowly he reached under your skirt as he kept kissing and marking your abdomen, he unzipped it taking it off of you as he licked over your clothed slit «Missed this pussy so fuckin' much» he groaned at the sight of that damp spot on your panties, as he moved it to the side he kissed your puffy lips, looking at you with so much devotion.
Usually he would've waited, he would've teased you, made you beg and scratch at his back like you were trying to rip his tattoo off, but this time he had longed enough for you. As you could feel his tongue against your pussy, circling your hole, you could do nothing but moan softly, holding onto his shoulders as his hands gripped your thighs to prevent them from closing.
Before he could've made you cum he got up, his chin shining slightly as he kissed you, you could taste yourself on his lips. You slightly whimpered at the loss of pleasure to which he answered with his fingers slowly circling your sensitive nub to make you feel a bit better. «Saw a bunch of kids thinkin' I was Santa Claus» you giggled, confused «You don't... Ah... Look like one» he smiled, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, leaving sweet kisses there «Had to dress up 'cause of a few bad teens, those kids were so cute made me wonder when I could've stuffed you full with my kids» and he said like it was something so casual, whispered it in your ear so sweetly you swear you would've came right on his fingers.
Slowly even his fingers left you, as he undressed himself so fast you couldn't even think about it. His dick was thick and heavy, probably around 6 inches, you were used to it, yet every time you saw his dick you couldn't help but wonder he still hasn't teared you apart yet. It was already so hard it was probably painful, snapping right against his skin, his balls big and full, you couldn't help but image the amount of cum it would've made you feel.
You felt him hard right against you again and you couldn't help but hold onto him «I missed you so much» «I love ya'» you smiled as you kept feeling him kissing your collarbone and then your shoulder, his hand driving up your tight as he finally inserted himself in you «'m gonna make ya' such a good mommy» «baby...».
He couldn't wait, his dick throbbing with every moan of yours as he filled the room with his groans, he kept his pace speeding up every second, precum starting to come out «I've got so much cum to give ya'» he kissed you again, his thrusts reaching an unmatched trail as he started rumbling on how good he would've made you feel. «Gonna get ya' nice and pregnant for me. Fuck... Need ya' so bad, ya' will feel so stuffed... Ngh...» you moaned around him, hole clenching at every word of his.
You lost it when he started to circle your clit as you came around him, he followed shortly after, reaching his own climax, cum spurted out of his dick, so much that it was slowly leaking out of your hole even if he was still throbbing inside.
«Ya' gonna make such a good mama fo' me... Ah...» he whispers in your ear, slowly pulling out as he watches the cum oozing out of you in awe «You're still hard» «Ya' bet I am, we've got this whole night for us» he says, as two of his finger gather the cum falling out of you to push it right in, making you whimper «Make sure it stays there, ma'» but that wasn't his real plan, in fact he was already grinning as his hands pumped in and out of you, scissoring movements made you feel weak in the knees «Taiga... Fuck...» «What ya' need, mama?» you couldn't answer, too overwhelmed as you gripped at his back, nails basically buring holes in the flesh as your legs shaken, trying to move and close uselessly as he's right in between them. «Gotta make sure ya' are really stuffed...».
That's how he found himself inside of you again, right after he made you come on his fingers, this time he waited no time to circle right at your little nub, making it's goal to make you cum in the shortest time possible. His thrusts were deep and slower this time, almost as if he was making love to you. «Make you nice... Ah... And stuffed» he has always had the habit of rambling whenever he was close, that's when you usually found yourself coming: too much stimulus was given to you this time, and you were quick to feel your knees weak, white covering your eyes for a few seconds as you move your hips along to ride out your high. Then you felt his cock twitching inside of you making you whimper as he stuffed you full once again, much of it got right inside of you while a bit of it got on your thighs and pussy, as he kept spurting out more and more cum «s'much...» «I know... But I ain't done with ya' yet»
Characters most likely to take on a food challenge
Luffy
You introduced him to the concept of a food challenge, and the guys’ eyes went wide. He loves any manner of food, and you’re telling him he can eat something, win money and or a t-shirt? Sign him up.
Nami and the rest of the crew love it as a way of earning good money from attempting these challenges, as well as watching the reactions on other patron’s faces. It’s priceless.
You on the other hand, like seeing Luffy’s reaction when he has to eat something extremely spicy. It’s not that he can’t do it, it’s that his reaction is just hilarious.
Eventually some of the restaurants begin to catch onto the scheme and start banning Luffy from attempting these challenges. They know he’s going to win and that they’re just going to lose money automatically.
Majima
Oh dear lord help anyone who has to serve him a food challenge. If he loses he’s going to have a bit of an angry fit and probably threaten some of the employees.
If the employee in question knows of his reputation, they’re more likely to subtly make it easier for him to reduce chances of them getting chewed out.
Is surprisingly bad with spice. He hypes himself up as being really really good at tolerating hot stuff, but basically cries like a baby after just a little bit of heat.
Forcibly drags Kiryu along with him. Sometimes when the contest requires more than one person, he practically begs him to join in. If it’s not a spice related one, more often than not, Kiryu relents.
John Rambo
He’s eaten almost everything there is to imagine to survive. So when you show him the concept of a food challenge, where you have to eat something tasty, he’s a little confused.
“This is supposed to be tough?” He thinks. For a military man, he usually has to eat a lot of food to maintain his muscular build. But eventually, the pace of the challenge gets to him.
He also thinks it’s normally a huge waste of food. But when he comes back from a mission you bet your ass he wants to try and do one. Most likely something with a lot of protein in it.
He’s pretty good at them, but usually goes for large portions rather than spice. He’d rather suffer less (in his own opinion.)
Arataki Itto
He’s one of the people who thinks that he can do one of these challenges and almost immediately fails. He’s also allergic to beans, so anything that remotely involves that is a big no.
He attempts some of the spicy ones first in an attempt to prove his mettle, but that goes down in flames fast. (Pun intended) He immediately goes for the water in an attempt to soothe his burning mouth, but quickly realizes his mistake before switching to dairy.
He’s quite a bit better at the large portions, being an oni and part of a gang, he has what seems to be an insatiable appetite. You are surprised at how fast he can devour some of the items.
No matter how good or bad he does, he looks to you to at least compliment him and tell him that he did a good job and that you’re proud of him. It feels his ego (in a good way) and it makes him feel special.
warnings: gender neutral, (mostly) crack don’t take this seriously
kiryu:
not a cuck. would not enjoy walking in on another man banging you. why are you doing this to him? are you not happy with him anymore? u’re breaking his heart over here.
nishiki:
maybe a deep repressed part of him is into seeing another guy fuck his partner, but that’s a strong maybe. he would get so angry he’d cry before killing someone. you, the other guy, himself, a random uninvolved person. doesn’t matter.
majima:
he absolutely hates it. unless it’s kiryu, not that kiryu would ever agree to it. if he ever does it, it would be an act of self harm to sit in that chair and not gratification or masturbatory. he wants to rip his skin off, especially if you’re enjoying it a lot. he’s tapping his fingers on his leg or on the chair, waiting for it to be over.
nishiki again:
naauauyghhhshhauhhjlWHYYYYYYYYY WHY WHAT DOES KIRYU HAVE THAT HE DOESNT WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN HGGGGGHHHHHRLKTK
shimano:
i think he’s into it in a backwards way. he likes seeing another guy try to please you and likes it even more when you can’t get off. it’s like a stroke to his ego. shimano gets negative points for shooting & killing the other guy while he’s still on-top of you. baldy likes it when u’re scared.
sagawa:
if someone asks him directly, he might get offended that they’d even think he’d be a cuck. he would willingly sit in the chair, though. shamefully, but willingly. he palms his hard on and sits so he can get a good view of your expression while another guy fucks you.
jun oda:
he does not want to see anyone other than tachibana fuck you. he will offer you up to tachibana himself if he thinks it’ll make him happy.
date makoto:
ryuji goda:
a mix of shimano and majima. he doesn’t want to see it at all, but if it does happen, it’s to stroke his own ego. he’s also probably going to kill the guy afterwards.
lao gui:
he’s always in the cuck chair. you don’t know he’s there because he likes to watch from the shadows. you two aren’t in a relationship or anything he just likes to watch. :^).
