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Oho! In a show of his faith – an unwithering thing, apparently, like a damned roach amidst a nuclear storm – he’d only ask the Mad Dog ‘how far?’ when told to jump. Peculiarly, it was a refreshing thing. Lord, however, knew the guy was full of shit.

“Damn straight!” Majima pealed regardless. “I’m retirin’ the Grinch act – all ‘bout givin’ now! My lil’ heart’s grown three sizes just seein’ ya, and ya didn’t even have to sing a single tune!”

Laughter pitched suddenly, and it tittered not unlike the clattering of clay-shingles. Yet, snapping that butterfly knife open, those thin and stringy notes came crashing to a stop.

Kamurocho’s lights blinked hazily. How pretty. How rosy. In his eye, it seemed less so. “So, I’m givin’ ya the gift of ruminating! Cuz ain’t ya a – Shun Akiyama? If that ain’t a spittin’ image, then I got one eye!” A flash of the wallet showed, indeed, a license for one darling Mr. Shun – pathetically illustrated - with crayon, nonetheless! - as it was. Still, the Officer brandished his pair of fresh handcuffs. “That’s a year in the clink, but I might be willin’ to cut ya some slack.”

        { 💲 } ...Well, clearly Majima had been planning this for a hot minute. What, did he get some kid to draw that? Regardless, he was already in this deep, so he might as well keep playing along. “Huh, well would ya look at that. That is me.” He said, taking a drag of his cigarette before speaking once more. “Like looking in a mirror. Welp, looks like my hands are tied here.”

At the mention of “cutting him some slack”, Akiyama looked at the man with an interested expression. “Oh, yeah? What kind of slack we talking about here?” Based on the stories he had heard, he had a feeling what Majima was gunning for here, but it never hurt to ask.

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“’Bout as well as I do the ballsy ones.” He squeezed his upper-calf a touch too ominously.

Ha! Majima’s brows pinched, but only a fool would believe he hadn’t been humored by that sass. Doling it out like wads of stacked cash, he did – and with all of the haughtiness of a billionaire on a yacht! He’d been sippin’ on a whisky branded Dumbass and Gutsy.

Year? 1978. And now he lit a cig.

“But they all go down the same! Crime never pays, and– Haw? What’s this?” Bouncing back into a stand, with flair, Majima presented an unfamiliar wallet. Dramatically, he tested its feel. “Got some weight in here. I’ll take a stab and say it’s cuz you’re packin’ with ya some devious shit! What’s this?” A…knife?! “Start talkin’.”

         { 💲 } Well, that certainly wasn’t his wallet. Mostly because Akiyama never bothered to carry a wallet. Everything he needed was just shoved into random pockets to take out when he needed. If he had to wager a guess, Akiyama would say that was either Majima’s wallet, or it belonged to someone from the Majima Family.

“Well, what can I say?” He said with a shrug, still playing along. “It’s hard out on the mean streets of Kamurocho. Gotta carry something to defend yourself with. Luckily, all I need is my two legs, which you spent quite a bit of time investigating.”

“Who’s to say that’s not YOUR wallet, officer? Maybe you’re one of those corrupt cops, and you’re trying to pin the rap on me so your boss doesn’t chew you out when he catches wind of your contraband.” He said, laughing at the absurdity of the situation.

“You make a great cop, Majima-san. Right from law-breaking yakuza to law-upholding citizen? That’s what I call character development.”

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“Ooo, got ourselves a smart guy, eh?” It was jovial, thrilled, even, with a biting authority, but naturally, it’d be Akiyama to humor his ruse. Majima Goro… An enforcer of the law. Ha! Well, best to yuck it up now, wasn’t it? At least he looked stellar in those officer blues.

“We’ll see if you’re still singin’ that tune in a bit. Flaunt the goods too, pal,” he ordered.

Taking a step closer, Majima nudged at his knees. Then, with all the professionalism imbued in his suit, Sergeant Goro searched his suspect with thorough efficiency. Gadzooks! “You wouldn’t waste my time, would ya?” he wondered with twisting suspicion. Anything at this thigh? Woah! Meaty. “That’s the taxpayers’ hard-earned money for a pat down!“

          { 💲 } “With all due respect, sir, if this patdown ends up being a waste of time, you’ve got no one to blame but yourself for accusing an innocent man.” He had a snarky grin on his face as he put a cigarette into his mouth. The patdown was... an experience, to say the least. If Akiyama didn’t know any better, he would almost say Majima was having a bit too much fun with it.

“Well, when you work the business I do, you learn to keep yourself in shape. Never know when a client will get a bet too feisty. But you would know all about the unruly types, wouldn’t you, officer?”

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           { 💲 } Now, Akiyama had only met Majima a handful of times. Most of his knowledge of the man came from second-hand stories from Kiryu and Saejima. But even he knew that there was no way any police force would hire someone like him, so there was no way this was a real arrest.

...But at the same time, it was pretty funny to see someone like Majima acting like a cop, so he’ll play along for now. “Sorry, officer, you got the wrong guy. If I wanted something, I’d buy it. I’m no shoplifter.” He then spread his arms out like he was about to be searched. “If you wanna check, go right ahead.”

“Resistin’ arrest? Not on my watch!” Damn. In the sprawling playpen of the seedy Kamurocho, crime, as it seems, never sleeps for Goro. The Mad Dog slinks out from the alleyway, smarmy grin – infuriating, too, twisted with a flavor of glee – splitting his face sharply as he twirls his bat. They didn’t know, but they’d just shoplifted. Apparently. Such petty deeds will not go unpunished! “If ya can’t do the time, don’t do the crime. Now, spread ‘em, sticky fingers.”

mutuals only, OPEN STARTER!

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SENTENCE MEME ⟶ THINGS SAID BETWEEN ME & MY PARTNER / PART THREE. always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

‘oh my god, you and your peeing.’

‘why was that so aggressive?’

‘i thought something happened but you were actually just being a weirdo.’

‘why are they all gathered around? it’s like some kind of demonic cat ritual.’

‘that was such a sexy noise.’

‘i can’t push when i’m laughing!’

‘i have an IDEA.’

‘you little genius fucker, you.’

‘i am a little genius fucker, thank you for noticing.’

‘you don’t wanna join the little pow-wow over there?’

‘did you just injure yourself by sitting down?’

‘i didn’t injure myself in a stupid way!’

‘you made so many stupid noises that you had to judge yourself?’

‘[whispering in awe] it’s a lizard on a tiny motorbike…’

‘i’ll come kiss you… to DEATH.’

‘HE NEEDS A FRIEND.’

‘we’re terrible for each other.’

‘he knows them numbers. in a shady way.’

‘you’re the one who was tempting me to do crime the other day.’

‘don’t eat rubber bands they’ll coil around your intestines and kill you.’

‘i can always trust you to be up for some murder.’

‘can you just let me live sometime?’

‘it’s the only asshole i’ve ever touched.’

‘nothing ever goes well when it comes to me.’

‘that’s the point of us: we’re terrible.’

‘sometimes ya just gotta die.’

‘why is soulja boy always telling me things?’

‘i am dying. slowly. every day.’

‘i love you too but what the fuck was that.’

‘as you can see, i’m tired.’

‘she’s hiding beneath a pumpkin.’

‘i didn’t expect it to be so violent.’

‘attempts were made. feeble, feeble attempts.’

‘i didn’t think you meant pornos, but now you’ve said it…’

‘d’you know how hard it is to get comfortable on a sofa when you have a cat you have to put your legs around?’

‘i’ve returned, motherfucker.’

‘truth and helpfulness are not the same thing.’

‘i knew you were gonna say that but still: what the fuck.’

‘[sings] i’m so proud of youu! i’m so proud of you! im so PROUD of YOU!’

‘is someone loudly yelling boobs?’

‘we all know i don’t need any help making things fall over.’

‘you’re my primary skill.’

‘she’s just there. she exists only between my legs.’

‘but you’re mine. not hers. and that bitch needs to understand.’

‘out of context i sound like a jealous girlfriend. in context i’m just talking about my cat.’

‘don’t kill your friend. it’s rude.’

‘he doesn’t look very innocent to me.’

‘you never had a real childhood filled with childhood things.’

‘he thinks she’s such a wet blanket.’

‘we’ve said a lot of stupid shit today.’

‘you are cruel and unjust.’

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everyone’s favorite slacker returns

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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            { 💲 } “Aw, don’t talk like that. You sound like Hana-chan.” Akiyama said with a fake upset tone as he sat on the couch across from Kiryu’s. “We’re getting more and more clients every day. Most of which aren’t even worth the time of day, but you know how it is. People hear that I’m a moneylender who will lend without interest, and they all come running, looking to make a quick buck.” He placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it up, before holding the pack out to Kiryu to offer him a smoke. “Need to do a couple collection runs, but those can wait. Other than that, life’s the same in Kamurocho as it’s always been.”

“What about you? How’s life at the orphanage?”

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@fourthchairman

             { 💲 } After a long day of debt collecting at Hana’s request (”request” being the nice way of putting it), Akiyama was slumped on the couch of the Sky Finance office, sleeping the day away as he usually did. Luckily, Hana wasn’t around right now to chew him out for it.

His plan was to sleep the rest of the day, but his nap was quickly cut short by the sound of the office doors opening. Immediately, he jolted himself awake, worried that it was a potential customer coming through the door, or worse, Hana. “O-Oh, excuse me.” He said, not focusing on the new entrant, instead more worried with straightening his suit out and making it look as if he was an actually respectable businessman. “I was, uh, just making sure our new couches were comfortable enough for future clients.” He lied to cover his ass before looking up at who came in.

He didn’t even need to look at the newcomer’s face, the gray and maroon colors of the clothing gave their identity away instantly. “Oh, Kiryu-san. Didn’t expect to see you here.” Last he heard, Kiryu was back in Okinawa. Gesturing to one of the couches, Akiyama sat down. “Go ahead, sit wherever you feel like.“ He’d ask why Kiryu was here once they both got comfortable.

Kiryu smirked, looking down at his friend fondly. “Testing the couches, sure. Good one.” He held out his hand to shake Akiyama’s; “It’s been a long time, Akiyama-san. I had to come into town for some business, and I just had to stop by and see you. How have you been?” 

He took a seat as requested and leaned back. “So, are you working hard, or hardly working?” 

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[Blatant Lies Meme]: Who is your least favorite person and what do you hate about them?

Send my muse a question and they will answer with blatant lies! 

           { 💲 } “Oh, man. I can’t tell you how annoying Hana-chan is. On and on with ‘you gotta work, Mr. Akiyama!’ ‘Our clients expect better from you!’ ‘You need to keep this office clean!’ I swear, she never shuts up. Never stops eating either. I know I’m a rich guy, but I don’t wanna spend my money on whatever food binge she’s on right now.”

“Oh, and don’t even get me started on Kiryu-san. His tough guy act is so easy to see through, and I bet the only reason he wins fights is because whoever he’s fighting throws the match to make him feel better. That’s what I did.”

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Send my muse a question and they will answer with blatant lies!

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@bloodchub

            { 💲 } Akiyama was taking a stroll through the fine streets of Sotenbori in an attempt to escape from work. He still had a long way to go to finish the Sky Finance branch for this town, and he was sure that Hana would chew him out endlessly for it, but he just needed to relax right now.

And as he strolled through the town, he suddenly felt like there was someone staring at him, drilling holes in the back of his head. Turning around, he noticed a man in a red suit looking at him like he was the most interesting thing the guy had ever laid eyes on.

“Hello.” He said casually, turning his full attention to the man. “Is there something I can help you with?”

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still gotta make icons which is always a fun time but heyyyyy consider this a starter call! like this post if u want this lazy son of a bitch to interact with u

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@fourthchairman

             { 💲 } After a long day of debt collecting at Hana’s request (”request” being the nice way of putting it), Akiyama was slumped on the couch of the Sky Finance office, sleeping the day away as he usually did. Luckily, Hana wasn’t around right now to chew him out for it.

His plan was to sleep the rest of the day, but his nap was quickly cut short by the sound of the office doors opening. Immediately, he jolted himself awake, worried that it was a potential customer coming through the door, or worse, Hana. “O-Oh, excuse me.” He said, not focusing on the new entrant, instead more worried with straightening his suit out and making it look as if he was an actually respectable businessman. “I was, uh, just making sure our new couches were comfortable enough for future clients.” He lied to cover his ass before looking up at who came in.

He didn’t even need to look at the newcomer’s face, the gray and maroon colors of the clothing gave their identity away instantly. “Oh, Kiryu-san. Didn’t expect to see you here.” Last he heard, Kiryu was back in Okinawa. Gesturing to one of the couches, Akiyama sat down. “Go ahead, sit wherever you feel like." He’d ask why Kiryu was here once they both got comfortable.

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still gotta make icons which is always a fun time but heyyyyy consider this a starter call! like this post if u want this lazy son of a bitch to interact with u

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watch and be amazed as i follow every yakuza rp blog i can get my grubby little hands on

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           { 💰 } Why, hello! This is a new RP blog for Shun Akiyama from the Yakuza series! Could you please like/reblog this if you’re interested in interacting? Thank you!