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“I missed ya so much, Yasuko,” his voice cracks, and hitches, and it dislodges the sob from your throat, because suddenly you’re 11 years old and he’s crying by your futon clutching spare change and a miserable wallet in his hands. If you were stronger, you would’ve torn yourself out of the ropes to hold him already. You aren’t strong enough. Your chest hurts and you don’t think you like how much you’re crying right now. You wish you had a gun with enough bullets to kill everyone involved in this. You wish you could kill 18 men in a ramen shop to fix all of it. To forget their faces after the fact, wipe your fingerprints off of the evidence, and get a loan of a 100 million to escape the consequences with your brother.
POV you're saejima yasuko and have a very bad 2010, read the 2.2k words of it at this hyperlink
He kept sitting on the floor in front of the mirror. Couldn’t tell if things were getting worse or if he was imagining it. It was slow enough to where noticing anything was difficult if not impossible, yet every time he checked another spot he could’ve sworn something had changed. Whenever his eye found itself, he noticed how it had reddened, sclera now tainted by the infection to some degree. Majima knew it should have made him wildly uncomfortable. And while likening himself to a zombie was more or less uncomfortable, still, the changes his body was going through didn’t really make him feel any particular way about it. It wasn’t a novel thing, seeing his own body get slowly mutilated in front of him.
Majima gets bitten as zombies ravage Kamurocho. You know how this ends.
Haven't written body horror things so this is a learning experience. Also for writing Majima in general because this is more unhinged than my previous efforts. Ships are optional, body mutations are not, updates come when they feel like manifesting.
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“...are you going back to Tojo after this?” Majima looked up from his childish game of milquetoast violence and felt something straining inside of him. Kiryu was looking at him still and his expression hadn’t changed much and that irritated him in turn. “...are ya askin’ me to?” he drawled out the words one by one. Kiryu didn’t answer immediately. Majima saw him swallow. “I’m asking you what you want to do with yourself.”
Majima accompanies Kiryu to Okinawa for a few days. Set within chapters 10 and 11 of Yakuza 3, spoilers mainly for those. No planned update schedule but my backlog is healthy for now, take that for what you will. I wrote this for myself but you can read it too etc. Mind the rating and tags.
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it's done. haruka and majima at hopital post-y5 for almost 6k words. i don't want to make a graphic for this so you'll have to open the link to see my summary sample and all that unfortunately but i promise my prose isn't terrible okay
uhh finished my majima drabble. character study revolving around makeup and green lipstick kind of, and me trying to figure out how to write him also. 1.3k words. here's the link wahoo