#💪Don't use such big Words💪Asks -Yonji

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@mischievous-misdirection​ asked: [TEXT] - i will not hesitate to strangle you For Yonji

Yonji blinks once, twice, three times as he tries to comprehend the threat glaring up at him on the screen of his phone. He’d not expected that at all, and despite being a man who has killed for hire, a distinct chill rolls down his spine.

Is she serious? Surely not, right?

Good thing he had one of his older brothers nearby for a verdict as Ichiji was a bit too focused on the road to give anything more than an irritable response if he asked him so instead, he turned to Niji, craning his head around towards him as he shows off the text as best as he could from his position up front.

“That lady I hooked up with not long ago sent me this, think it’s anything I got to worry about?”

Rudely snatching up the phone out of his hands, Niji begins to scroll further back in the conversation, a curly brow rising high into his hairline as a unempathetic snicker is let out at his younger brother’s apparent situation.

“Better sleep with one eye open little bro, I think this is as serious as it gets.”

“Fuck!” Yonji slumps back into his seat with arms cross and phone screen shut off. He’d have to come up with a response but what? Sullenly, he picks the phone back up to hopefully appease himself out of the threat.

::Winch Green:: So, when should I get ready? 

With a thumb hovering over the send button for a minute, Yonji presses down and seals his fate. Hopefully expectations for the date weren’t too high, but by that text alone, it was best to assume so.

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Unprompted - Hero time?

@chatcambrioleur​ asked: “Don’t get any ideas.” A warning, although it was clear, her ankle was hurt. Her heel was broken and any lame attempts at walking had been rather futile. Thankfully, the green haired brother happened to be nearby, and more than willing to assist. Nami would rather crawl through broken glass than get assistance from a smug, persistent Vinsmoke, but at least it wasn’t Niji. She’d prefer Ichiji, all things considered—- but beggars couldn’t be choosers.

 “And if I feel your hands doin’ anything inappropriate, you’re gonna be shocked into next year.” With that, she lifted her arms towards him, ready to be scooped into his strong arms. 

Yonji had been chugging down his 15th bottle of water in his post workout regimen when a peculiar sensation prickled at his nape that told him to stick around and survey the palace grounds. The now empty bottle was tossed aside for a servant to pick up later as well as forgoing a shirt so as not to ruin it with his sweat, Yonji begins to stalk the grounds in search of just what set his senses on high alert.

Was it an enemy? No, the alarms would’ve sounded if that were the case and soldiers would’ve been pouring out of the stone walls of the kingdom by now. And while he always longed for some serious action, something felt more delicate this time.

Turning the corner of the next towering spire revealed as much. A certain red haired beauty looked to be in dire need of assistance, and he just happened to be the brother nearest her. He was momentarily tempted to just leave her to her own devices by the lingering though of how tediously pissed Ichiji would be at him for leaving her alone for who knows what else to stumble upon her stayed his feet.

“I’ll be sure to keep them to myself then. Didn’t think you’d be out here of all places rather than in my bro’s arms.”

Frankly weakness disgusted him as it did his brothers but he wasn’t going to just ignore her now that he was talking and engaging the injured woman in conversation. With a slap of his towel over one shoulder, Yonji kneels down to scoop her up into his beefy arms which lifted her up into his chest with an ease as though he were carrying air.

His immediate destination was the infirmary the clone soldiers were set to use given their more human qualities. He wasn’t dumb enough to think that a hammer or hydraulic press would help her ankle any if not to break it further.

Ignoring her threat for now he spoke curiously of her injury, wondering how a weak little thing like her got that ankle broken in the first place. His eyes looking briefly at the dangling leg when his arms were occupied.

“Now how’d this happen? This fortress is dangerous for pretty ladies like you to be wandering around in unsupervised.”

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  

@ikkaku-of-heart​ asked: [TEXT] - new phone, who is this? (for any of the brothers because Ikkaku would answer like this)

::Mechanic Chick:: new phone, who is this?

Really? She was going to play these games with him? It bummed Yonji out that he had to be the one to contact her but Ichiji and Reiju had been too busy with other more important businesses to attend to, and Niji outright refused to without being bribed which left the youngest in the family to handle contacting this person of interest.

He continues to stare in disbelief at his phone screen before he finally comes up with a response. The nerve of this girl! Didn’t she know who she was screwing with?

::Winch Green:: Don’t play around girl, we want you and nobody refuses a Vinsmoke that easily. We recognize talent when we see it and want to give you a chance. Don’t waste this opportunity for yourself.

Slumping back in his seat with phone dangling in one hand, Yonji finds himself already mentally exhausted with the conversation or rather chase that was likely to come. He truly loathed that he had to pull the short end of the stick this time. He’d much rather prefer to use his muscles rather than his brain to get his way.

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My muse just did something stupid that almost got them killed. Yell at them.

@mischievous-misdirection​ asked:  “What the fuck is wrong with you?! Are you stupid? Did daddy wipe all the sense out of your crunchy brains too? I should fucking kill you myself. Dumb fucking bastards all of you. You may not give a shit if you die but I still have things to do.” It definitely had to be the adrenaline, her usual composure shattered.

That whole rant is immediately proceeded by a variety of expressions, a deadpan stare, a scowl, and one with the decency to look the least bit sheepish. For a while there is silence in the room aside from the beeping machines and the continuous work of doctors fussing around the brothers damaged bodies. The sensations of which they were thankfully numbed to through a combination of medicines.

The first to speak is of course the brother holding a dark scowl from where he was laid out on a medical bed.

“The hell does it matter? We can do whatever the fuck we want with our bodies!”

“Niji keep it down.” Immediately comes in Ichiji’s chiding voice to shut down the middle child’s tantrum before it can begin. His movements rustle the sheets around him and draws the nervous energy of doctors to his side in an effort to keep Niji from tearing open his wounds again.

Yonji is about to speak up himself before also being shot down by Ichiji with a single gesture to his lips.

“If it’s anyone’s fault it’s mine. But we got what we wanted out of the exchange with our enemies so it worked out as much as it could in the end. Nothing we can do about it now but rest.”

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Stonework Headcanons  

@mischievous-misdirection​ asked:  Peridot Ghosts: What kind of things get them frazzled or anxious? Do they tend to handle them well or get swept up in the moment? Ichiji and Yonji

Ichiji

// Oh expectations from Judge compounded by his need to execute them perfectly would definitely be a thing or two to make Ichiji anywhere close to as anxious as he can express. Especially when you take into consideration how much he clearly has control of the other two brothers and probably expects the same kind of work ethic from them. Poor guy is going to die of a heart attack one day doing that. But for right now he handles these stressors well all things considering.

Yonji

// Hard to say really. As the youngest and most free from Judge’s expectations of him to perform, I can’t really say anything bothers this smooth brained bastard. It all just runs off him like water. Maybe if he screws up at something enough then he will start thinking ‘oh shit’ and try to get his act together better. Otherwise, boy is pretty hard to frazzle and make dazzle unlike Niji and Ichiji.

Compared to Ichiji though, should any immense amount of pressure be mounted on his beefy shoulders, I feel like he’d sooner mentally snap like a twig than anyone else. Gotta either fuck or fight it out at that point.

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Stonework Headcanons    

Anon asked:  Amethyst Calm: All the siblings

How do they usually sleep, in what position? Do they like plenty of pillows, blankets and/or plush toys?

Reiju

// Reiju typically sleeps on her side and as she has access to many plush pink pillows, she would normally take one to hold onto in her sleep on a good night as a comforting measure. So, if she was ever sharing a bed with anyone really familiar to her, she just might latch onto them in a similar manner.

Ichiji

// He sleeps like the dead, stiff as a corpse and on his back looking up at the ceiling. He doesn’t hold onto no pillow, nor does he move from this position much at all. If he is sharing with someone, then he either won’t give a shit and stay in his position at the center of his bed, or if it’s somewhere else, he will cling onto the edge without falling from it once and be fine come morning time. (relationships are an exception in that he will be a big spoon)

Niji

// Bold to assume he is even sleeping at the time he should be. Niji struggles the most with sleep but when he finally does, it is in a collapsed face down state with probably less clothes on than he should *cough cough* naked *cough cough*. it is recommended he is not awoken at any point until he is damn well ready to get up and get ready and only then will his room be safe for the help to approach. Please do not be in a position to share because he will get handsy especially if he’d been having a nightcap beforehand.

Yonji

// Yonji always ends up sleeping starfish position and at the worst, he is splayed out with his head at the foot of the bed and his feet in the pillows with sheets in disarray all wrapped around his sleeping form. Sharing with him can be a nightmare because he tosses so much in his sleep but not in a fitful way, more of a repositioning sort of way until he is fully comfortable and over the night that will change drastically. Hope the person he shares with isn’t tiny either or they will be squashed.

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send in ⭐ to touch my muse’s hair      

@chatcambrioleur​ asked:  ⭐ yonji 😌

Peering up at the high shelf and back to Nami who was giving him the biggest pair of puppy eyes known to man, Yonji sighed and gave in. It wasn’t like she’d be able to grab this box given how high it was and heavy it likely was to be given the size of it. Honestly it was good of her to summon him over even if it irked him to interrupt his workout routine for a pretty girl in need.

“You better not make me bring this down only to say you don’t want it and it’s a different box you need.” He didn’t care what was in them that she needed, but he did cast a warning glare before he stepped up to reach for the supplies indicated.

Muscular arms flexed as they took the heft of the box and gingerly removed it from the shelfing with ease, only to lower them to the floor as he dropped the box off at her feet. Thinking his task was done as she gave no indication of wanting another box, Yonji turns to leave but stops when he sees her gesture him with a finger to bend down to her. Rolling his eyes, he does so, admittedly curious of what she wants now.

What he doesn’t expect is a hand to raise and sweep through his green locks. His eyes widen at that, but he doesn’t move as he stiffens up at the touch only to find himself inexplicably relaxing under her dainty hand. The pleasant scratching at his scalp is brief, but he is still bowed down and stunned even after she removes her hand with a giggle.

“Thanks Yonji-kun!”

This was a moment he’d reflect on far too many times whenever he had moments to himself. His scalp still tingled where her hands touched so gently.

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Stonework Headcanons    

@chatcambrioleur​ asked:  Quartz Cluster: What kind of textures (e.g. silky, rough, slick, etc) do they prefer? For yonji

// Honestly he likes two very different kinds of textures in different contexts. For the first, Yonji adores soft, smooth things. Whether it is fluffy or silk matters not if he gets to run his rough hands over them. Like his bed for instance, Yonji has such plush comforters that are so soft you can sink into it. It makes his post workout naps feel like he’s lying on a cloud.

The second is rough, course things. These are sensations he prefers to feel when in combat/working out. Things he can test his muscle against and prove his enhanced skin is far tougher than whatever material he is abusing, such as training dummies if there are no soldiers available to spar with. And when that rough stuff gives under his might, there is destructive satisfaction and a feral grin that follows soon after.

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Send me "Good boy/girl" for my muse's reaction to your muse saying that to them!  

@chatcambrioleur​ asked:  "you're such a good boy." for yonji. 😇

He huffed indignantly as he turned his nose up at her. He wasn’t good, in fact, he was rowdy and rude most of the time in her presence. How could he be good in her eyes? Whatever, he supposed he’d take the complement on one condition, and it is then that even with his eyes closed Yonji bends his head down closer to her.

“I’m only a good boy for head pats, you should know this Nami.” It’s the cost of holding his attention now that he knew he liked the touch so much. And if she was going to be saying such soft things about him, it’s only right that the cat thief herself paid up front with his eyes opening to stare expectedly at her.

He pays no mind to the fact that he actually used her name this time rather than something else more derogatory.

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send in ⭐ to touch my muse’s hair    

@mischievous-misdirection​ asked:  ⭐ maybe cuddling with the hubby or fixing Ichiji's hair before something important or swatting Niji obnoxious bang out of the way

Marriage was a surreal experience Yonji hadn’t really expected to go through so early. Sure, he was the youngest Vinsmoke brother, but there had always been Sanji to dump their woes upon, not anymore of course what with the debacle that almost wiped his family out.

He didn’t quite hate it what with having a pretty woman on his arm, it was all the expectations that came with being bonded to one another contractually that had bothered him the most. Yonji had enjoyed being the freest of these expectations as the youngest until it suited Judge to call him up and use his muscles. This was not something he could use his muscles on in the way he was used to and he just had to deal with it.

It was her touches that put him at ease of these thoughts. It was obligated what with the expected three kids the two must one day push out but simple touches like the ones she bestowed upon his head? Those made everything spinning in his head halt immediately. He didn’t expect it to be so soft, fingers stroking through his hair as he dared to cuddle close to her one night in their shared bedroom.

It made him tilt his head up at her in wonder as he subtly leant into the touch for more petting. Whatever it was, it felt nice, and he wanted it to continue, the strange feelings stirred coaxing him to press for more until she had enough to give him. And in the night afterwards, he’d find himself unable to sleep and ponder upon just whatever the fuck that whole experience even was.

Was he going soft?

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Send Me 💬 + a Name and My Muse will Talk About That Person

@ikkaku-of-heart​ asked:  💬 about Ikkaku (again any and/or all of the siblings)

Reiju

“The Hearts engineer is rather special I’ll admit. Haven’t really met the rest of her team but I can tell she puts great care into her crews ship where many other crews I’ve seen have neglected theirs. A tough woman through and through and that is admirable. It’s only a bonus that she’s easy on the eyes too.”

Ichiji

“She’s a pretty woman I’m currently pursuing. Hopefully she makes the correct choice and put an end to these games she’s playing, she’s only hurting herself in the end by doing so. And if she really wants nothing to do with me, then I will simply find another woman to occupy my free time with.”

Niji

“Oh her? I’ve seen her pretty face on bounty posters and just a bit about what she’s capable of. Though personally, I would like to experience that for myself if I can. See what she’s really made of.”

Yonji

For a brief moment, there are Heart eyes as he recalls the poster he has kept inconspicuously next to his bedside. Then it settles and he is back to working out.

“Haven’t met her, but she sure is good looking. Think she’d take a liking to a man with muscles?”

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Send Me 💬 + a Name and My Muse will Talk About That Person

@ikkaku-of-heart​  and @medicus-mortem​ asked:  💬 (any or all of the siblings' opinions on Law!)  💬 + Trafalgar Law. For Reiju, and any brothers that might want to chime in. 

Reiju

“Trafalgar Law is a curious individual I’d like to keep my eyes on. Out of all of his generation I think it’s worth noting that he is capable of stirring things up the most in the right places and the right time. But that’s just my opinion, he’s just rather entertaining in multiple ways.”

Ichiji

“I do not care for this man but if he steps a foot out of line or tries to steal from Germa he will face severe consequences. it matters not that he has an interest in my sister, such disrespect for royalty demands I respond in kind. Violence is the only way scum like him learn anyways.”

Niji

“Only heard about the guy through the news and he doesn’t exactly interest me much. The only worth he’s got going for him is that devil fruit he’s wielding, might be of some use to Germa if Dad is interested in snatching him up.”

Yonji

Only gives a confused hm? Upon seeing Law’s bounty poster. Seems he is more interested in eating and exercising than to form an opinion on a man he doesn’t even know.

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Unprompted

@chatcambrioleur​ asked:  She's splayed on the green haired brother's back, with her book resting on his shoulder blades. Admittedly, he was the comfiest of all the brothers; Nami even had enough room to curl on her side and read, if she wanted. For now, she seemed content, laying on her stomach while he did his push-ups. "You sure this isn't bothering you?"

While Nami was hardly comparable to any of the weights Yonji typically used whenever he focused on pushups, the notion of a pretty girl spread out on his back was more than enough motivation to pick up the slack.

At first, this meant he went a little too fast for her tastes, earning him a sharp book edge to the side of his head as steam burst out of his nose. Shaking his head, Yonji refocused himself and slowed his pace so that the smooth glide of his ups and downs did not interrupt her reading again.

He goes like this for a while without breaking a sweat, the entire time fully aware of the slight weight shifting about on top of him. He is mentally counting through the 100s of his set when she speaks, her angelic voice further encouraging him to push himself if only to impress her with his endurance.

“Nah, normally I use weights far heavier than you. I don’t feel a thing! I promise it.”

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𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.    

@chatcambrioleur​ asked:  ❛  didn’t you listen to what i just said?  ❜ yonji!

Pretty ladies...Tits and ass everywhere just waiting to be grabbed! These are the naughty thoughts flooding Yonji’s poor overstimulated brain when the woman beside him speaks, forcing him to the present and yet still surrounded by the hearts leaking from his eyes.

Noting his chin was wet with drool after having his tongue hang out like a dog, he wipes the evidence away with a somewhat sheepish expression.

“...Was I supposed to be listening?”

Might as well be out with it now then try to pretend he heard anything Nami was attempting to break through into his thick skull. It probably had something to do with lessons and women and of course he chose to fixate on the women especially those now within reach.

It passes his notice that expressing such open lust had driven quite a few girls in the area away, and cause some to chatter away whatever nonsense women went about on their day to day lives.

“I’ll try and listen this time I promise.” Might as well cross his fingers behind his back now because it was obvious this was going to be a long and arduous day spent alongside one of Germa’s most romantically hopeless princes.

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Send 3 assumptions and I'll tell you how many are right

Anon asked: 3 Assumptions for Yonji:

Yonji likes power struggles/ fighting for the upper hand in a relationship 

He likes his girl(s) being pleasant to the eye

 Also likes to brag about his girl(s)

// Huh, you got me in a box here anon because these are all things I see Yonji doing/liking. For one he does like his girls with some fight in them, he most likely prefers them to be pretty and he is likely to brag about any girl he gets to his brothers. (Even though they likely get more ass than he does)

I’d say these are fairly safe assumptions to make Anon. 3/3 score

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Mean and Sarcastic Comedic Based Starters

@goreburdened​ asked:  ❛❛ and you just had to leave the body on my carpet? ❜❜ (judge @ yonji because he seems easiest to pick on)

Yonji flinched lightly at those harsh words coming from his father. Frankly it was deserved given the sheer lack of thought he put into where and how he killed the intruder sneaking about the palace grounds. They had made it all the way to Judge’s study by the time Yonji happened upon them and so quick on his feet, he disposed of the problem.

He never considered whether there could have been information to gain by keeping them alive nor did he put much thought into just how long it’d take to get blood out from the expensive plush carpeting the body had bled all over. The large stain of which Yonji’s eyes were looking at as he kept his head cast low and shoulders straight whilst he took the scolding. As though he’d been caught with his hand in a cookie jar rather than having just taken a human life.

“I’m sorry father, I tried to break their neck at the very least, but they just had to put up a fight. I didn’t want them getting away with whatever purpose they had here.”

He dared to look back at his father’s stern gaze after a moment, finally straightening himself out fully with head raised and arms held tightly behind his back.

“I did try to call a servant over to collect the body, but it’d been late and none of them were quite able to get up in time Before the stain set in.” It mattered not if the help would be traumatized in helping dispose of a body, they were to do as they were told by the royal family no matter the task. He didn’t feel an ounce of sympathy for those that had rushed in to carry the corpse out and another set that was likely to be called up to clean the stain as soon as possible.

“I don’t mean to sound like I’m making excuses, but I did only what I felt was right at the moment. They could not be allowed to walk away with their life after breaking into our home.”