#keiji zero

[melis-writes]

KEIJI SHIBUSAWA (渋澤 啓司), HIROKI AWANO (阿波野 大樹) & DAISAKU KUZE (阿波野 大樹) | YAKUZA 0 (2015) Dev. Ryu Ga Gotoku Studio & Sega.

[cardinailed0]

some deceive inc art I've made over a while!! this is a very very fun game that is on sale rn iirc so 👀👀👀 if you like multiplayer shooters with stealth and style then do check it out please please pleasepleaseplease

[ranmaruliker]

[depressed-sock]

Here are the fics I did for Spec Recs! :D

A shot of whiskey before the bar fight starts

Coats/ Nonbinary Shepard

There are a lot of reasons he should just stay out of it. He's on shore leave, he's had a few drinks in him already, the kid looks like they can handle themself just fine. The list goes on and on. And yet somehow that doesn't stop him as he slides up to the bar right between the kid and the asshole bothering them. Signaling the bartender for another drink. 

Patch me up, Kiss me better   

Karin Chakwas/Zaeed Massani

Doctor Chakwas helps patch up Zaeed after he takes a hit from a mission.

A few moments before

Kasumi Goto/Keiji Okuda Greybox

A small moment spent just before the Normandy goes through the Omega 4 relay.

A place to rest    

Falere & Samara (Mass Effect)

Falere rebuilds a little bit at a time.

I'm sure I put the fleet somewhere    

Kaidan Alenko/Jack | Subject Zero/Male Shepard

The galaxy becomes lawless after the Reapers are defeated. Somehow that just means Shepard gets himself into trouble more often then before.

Losing the Soul

Akksul/Evfra de Tershaav

Evfra cannot be angry at him. He can feel his own anger blistering and festering under his skin.

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Haven't posted in a while

[bluenadesu]

December the 18th

Ft. Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, gn!reader

"baby! Time to get up! It's so unusual for you to sleep for so long. Are you having a lazy day?" You tease as you open the curtains. Letting the sunlight cast its warm rays onto the bed and room. You look at the messy sheets and tug at them. "Come on I'm making breakfast! Your favourite! Get up or I might eat it all up!" You give a warning, though the smile on your lips betrays the threatening tone. You sigh and shake your head.. deciding to allow him five more minutes of sleep while you finish making breakfast and setting up the table.

And well, it is Saturday. One of his rare days off so you suppose you could indulge him and let him sleep in more. He must've trained hard for him to sleep for so long! Not that you can fault him. You saw how they train, you sweat just looking at them! You didn't understand how Bokuto could go through such rigorous training every day. But you suppose one really wouldn't find it that tiring if it's their passion.

You turn on your morning playlist. A list of songs you and bokuto had spent time and effort to make. Combining your favourite songs into one playlist. You hum along to the familiar lyrics as you turn off the fire and plate the bacon and waffle. His guilty pleasure.

The doorbell rings. "Coming!" You yell and quickly wipe the grease on your apron as you jog to the door. You take a peek through the peephole and smile when you see who it is. Opening the door. You jump at the man before he could let out a peep. And he grabs you with ease. His fresh scent invaded your nose, reminding you of the beach.

"Akaashi! It's been a while since I've seen you." Your warm cheek press against his as you realize how cold it was outside when the cold air rushes to bite at your bate skin. You rush him in, taking a glance outside to see the snow falling, you smile softly, letting out a breath and watching the white puff fade into the atmosphere. You close the door and head back inside, rubbing your arms to warm them up as you notice akaashi gazing at the two plates with a strange look.

A pained look.

And although you find it strange, you decide not to say anything for now and instead you smile sheepishly. "Sorry, I didn't know you were coming, give me a few minutes and I'll cook another batch up for you!"

"No, no need." Akaashi finally croaked, and when you notice how tired his voice is. You pause, turning to look at him with furrowed brows. You finally take a good look at him. Hair all messed up, his eyes sunken in. He hasn't shaved for a while it seems, or eaten. Your brows furrowed even further. "Is..is everything okay?"

Akaashi continues to stare at the plates. Opening his mouth hesitantly. As if he didn't even want to ask the question but forced himself to. ".. who's the other plate for..?"

Although you frown at him trying to change the subject. You still answer his rather obvious question. "Koutarou, who else silly? I made his favourite. They must've had a really tough practice yesterday cause he still hasn't gotten up!" You laugh good-naturedly, hoping maybe that'd lighten the mood. But it seems that hope was in vain. Akaashi closes his eyes with a pained expression. As if that's exactly what he was afraid to hear.

Trying to shake off the uneasy feeling inside of you. You chew on your lips. Now staring at the plates, "ah." You open the fridge and pull out some orange juice, placing three cups on the table. "Stop." Akaashi whispers, but you hear nonetheless.

"Stop what?" You questions as you pour the juice. Wondering if you should go wake up Bokuto again, this atmosphere was making you feel uncomfortable and it'd really help having Bokuto by your side. He always had a way to lighten the mood no matter what.

"This." He grabs your hand, preventing you from pouring the juice into Bokutos volleyball-shaped cup. You give Akaashi a bewildered and frankly nervous glance. You knew Akaashi would never hurt you but he was just acting so strange. "Akaashi what are you-"

"Please, please stop. This isn't healthy." At his begging tone, you finally stop resisting against his grip. Looking into his desperate eyes. Filled with so much despair and sorrow. And..pity?

"I-i, I really don't know what you mean Akaashi. I'm not doing anything?" You answer helplessly, trying to recall if you did anything. You truly had no idea what he was so upset about. Akaashi releases a breath and slowly lets go of your arm. Instead, he heads towards the coffee table to pick up the remote and turns on the TV. Switching through channels as you watch him, perplexed.

"Akaashi what are you-"

"Today, December the 18th, marks the first year since the passing away of the star player, Bokuto Koutaro. The previously up-and-coming star was the centre of attention and many fans have been heartbroken to hear of his death on the day of-"

You don't realize when you drop the cup in your hand. You don't realize when you step over the sharp shards, you don't realize the pain or the blood that almost caused you to slip either. You fall onto your knees in front of the TV. Wide eyes staring at a clip of Bokuto after he had won a match, cheering happily with a giant grin on his face.

You finally blink. Turning to look at Akaashi. You let laughter, that's more of a huff than a laugh. "Wha-what is this, is this some kind of sick prank or something...?" You can't really see Akaashi expression, your vision blurry for some reason. And it was also getting hard to breath. And funnily enough, in the back of your head you're even thinking of how upset Bokuto would be that your shattered his favourite cup.

It was Akaashis voice that finally made you snap out of the trance you're in, as he calls your name, voice cracking.

You've never heard akaashi anything less than collected. Never even heard him yell, let alone cry. But now...

You stand up, nearly stumbling onto the coffee, your hands slam onto the wooden table and you barely managed to hold yourself up. "No, no." Your voice sounded hysteric, nothing like you've ever heard before. "You don't understand Keiji! There must be some kind of mistake? There's no way he's dead! I just saw him! I-i talked to him! Look, look I can show you, come on!" You can barely grab onto his arm with how much you're shaking, barely able to stand, but you manage somehow and you tug him to the room. Ignoring the burning in your nose and Akaashis glum voice as he called your name pitifully.

And you hate it. God you hate it so much because this doesn't feel like a prank. It was too much to be a prank. This wasn't funny no matter how you tried to look at it. Bokuto being dead? For over a year? There was just no way.

"No no no, look! Look! There he is!" You point ecstatically at the big shape on the bed. "See?" For good measure, you let go of Akaashis arm and tug on the bed cover.

Only to have the shape deflate into nothing.

You freeze, before reaching to throw the covers on the floor and stare at the empty bed. Trying to spot even an imprint that showed that Bokuto was truly here. Because he was.

But. nothing.

"No." You mumur slowly. Brows furrowing and the head nearly splitting your head now as you tried to make sense of this awful, horrible, situation. You shake your head. Either to shake off the headache and the thoughts invading your head or deny the whole situation, you're not sure. "No...he was just here." You refuse to look at Akaashi, instead, you make your way to the bathroom, throwing the door open. "Babe? Babe, please come out!" You call out, voice getting more distraught by the second. "Koutarou? This isn't funny, please come out!"

But no matter where you looked, be it the bathroom, closet, or even under the bed. He wasn't there. "No, I swear to you, I swear to you he was literally there! I-im not lying!" Akaashi, with red-rimmed eyes and nose. Falls to his knees, looking so small and defeated, he wraps his arms around you. What suspiciously feels like tears stains your shirt. He holds you tightly. Perhaps, also trying desperately to hold himself together as well. He doesn't say anything, and just holds you. Akaashi holds you.

Even as you struggle

Even as you continue to swear you saw him.

Even as your struggles lessen and you slowly come to the dreadful realization that Bokuto was never here.

Even as you break down in defeated sobs when you realize he was gone, well and truly gone.

Bokuto Koutaro was gone.

[blastoiseluigi87]

The Virgin Modern Mega Man:

Neglected by Capcom.

Give us an original game for once.

Mega Man 11 had to take 8 years to make after Mega Man 10.

No X9, what we get is a g*cha game and also re-releases of older games.

Legends 3 which got cancelled.

Games made without Keiji Inafune's involvement due to the latter leaving Capcom.

Is less alive compared to other company mascot franchises like Mario and Sonic.

Series had to be in crossovers to keep being alive and relevant.

X DiVE NFTs

The Chad 90s Mega Man:

Actually cared by Capcom.

More original games.

Numbered installments that do not have 8 year sequel gaps.

Introduced the X series which was more liked than Classic and Zero who was the most liked character to the point of getting his own series.

Introduced the Legends series and characters like Volnutt and Tron.

Games made with Keiji Inafune's involvement as a father, artist and long-time contributor of the franchise.

Is as alive as other company mascot franchises like Mario and Sonic.

Series didn't always need to be in crossovers to stay alive.

No NFTs, especially from a g*cha game.

[melis-writes]

KEIJI SHIBUSAWA (渋澤 啓司), HIROKI AWANO (阿波野 大樹) & DAISAKU KUZE (阿波野 大樹) | YAKUZA 0 (2015) Dev. Ryu Ga Gotoku Studio & Sega.

[galtchild]

I drew Zero with some stylistic inspiration from Yoshida's art on Final Fantasy Tactics, which made the characters look like carved wooden toys. This seemed thematically appropriate for MegaMan.

[shin-tsukimii]

... Oh no.

[redsamuraiii]

5 Crime J-Dramas (2023) by Japanese Entertainment Hub

Police and Prosecutor / Keiji to Kenji, Tokidoki Hanji 

Last Man / Zenmo no Sosakan

But, There is Passion! / Daga, Jyonetsu wa Aru!

Ranman

Kyojo Zero : Kazama Kimichika

[stormiebreaks]

Today is the 35th Anniversary of the Mega Man series, the first gaming franchise I was ever obsessed with. Normally, I would have spent the day spamming posts of the various figures made for this particular line, but I decided to just enjoy it with Lil Stormie, who was actually born on the official Rockman Day of 06/09. We watched a handful of the better Ruby-Spears episodes, listened to some of the OSTs, then took a walk to get some shots.

I’ve been building these figures since 2014 with Roll being the latest addition from just a few days ago. It was a nice day, spent with my favorite people, doing typical nerdy stuff. And someday soon, I’ll introduce my son to this amazing series. So as the day comes to a close, happy birthday Rock, thanks for all the memories.

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