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Evening was falling on Yashikimichi. The soft light of lanterns poured out onto the dirt streets from the inside of an izakaya, accompanied by the obnoxious chattering of men.
Okita Soji, captain of the shinsengumi's first division, sat at a table surrounded by a handful of his crew. Unfortunately for the rest of the patrons, he had decided to treat his boys to a night of drinking. They had a way of making their outings everyone's problem.
One of the shinsengumi members poured himself the very last sip of sake from a tokkuri. He looked up at his eyepatched captain, who sat across from him. “Ey, boss. We ran outta booze.”
Okita, flushed from the alcohol they’d been having, scowled at him. “Then get some more. I look like a servant to you or somethin'?” 
“N-no-! Sorry, boss.” 
One of the establishment’s bussers passed by the table. The underling took the opportunity to shout at him. “Hey, you! Make yourself useful and get us more sake! Make it snappy!”
The young busser stopped dead in his tracks, turning to address the underling with a quiet voice. “Uh, right away....”
A lone, visibly drunk man sat nearby, gulping down a drink. He slammed the cup on the table under him, craning his neck towards the noisy cluster of samurai. “Can ya shut the fuck up? Yer annoyin’ ass voice is gonna give me a damn headache.”
The izakaya went silent, and the subordinate’s attention snapped from the busser to the man. “Huh? The hell you just say, bastard?!”
“Yer ears fuckin’ clogged or something?” 
"Tch! This guy…" The underling stomped over to the man’s table, baring his teeth. "Better apologize before you regret that."
"Apologize for what?"
"That big mouth of yours, that's what. You even know who we are?!"
"I know who ya are. Don't really give a shit, though."
Onlookers let out simultaneous, audible gasps. “This guy is seriously screwed…”
Instead of focusing on his subordinate, Okita’s eye fell on the man, intrigued. The stranger was wearing a ridiculous fuchsia hakamashita. His hair was held up in a half-ponytail; the hair underneath the ponytail was short, only reaching under his ears. He seemed as eccentric as he was shameless.
The underling took him by his hakamashita, lifting him up to his feet. 
The man’s calloused hands shot up to the other's wrists, trying to shake him off. “Get yer paws offa me-”
"You insolent-!"
"Let him go." Okita got on his feet, making his way over to the two. 
"But, boss-"
"Shut it and let him go."
The subordinate took one last glance at the man he was holding and grunted, letting him go with a shove. The man stumbled back but managed to stay up, giving Okita a curious look.
Soji approached him with a palm on the hilt of his katana, tucked away on his hip. "You. Who are you?"
"Not really any of yer business."
Soji tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. "Ya won’t even tell me your name?"
"Hmm… Yer Okita Soji, aintcha? You can try an' beat it outta me if ya'd like." The man’s frown turned into a mischievous grin. Surprisingly, it didn't piss Okita off, at least not completely.
"You know me, then."
"Course I do. Yer face is as pretty as the rumors say." The stranger eyed him up, slicking back his dark hair. The close distance allowed the captain to see that his bangs, which were parted down the middle, were somewhat overgrown, and his oval face was freckled. His mouth was surrounded by a circle beard, much like his own.
"Hah." Okita shook his head, his lips threatening to curl up into a smirk. "Butter me up all you want. Can't have ya disrespectin' my boys." His left hand motioned towards his sheathed weapon.
"It's gonna be like that, eh? Fine by me." The one in fuchsia chuckled, taking one last mouthful of sake before picking up his own katana from the ground. The two strolled out of the izakaya, the unknown man leading the way. 
They were followed by Okita’s flock and a couple of drinkers waiting to get free entertainment. Not that it would last long, but who’d pass up the opportunity to see one of the top dogs of the shinsengumi in action?
The captain and the stranger took their positions across from each other, keeping their distance.
Okita's right hand wrapped around his katana. "You pick fights like this often?"
The man’s hand went to his own sword as well, his fingers fondling the hilt excitedly. "Nah. Just don't like dipshits tellin' me what to do."
Their stares were intense enough to burn holes into one another. A mixture of drinks and emotion made their faces hot; beads of sweat were already accumulating on their foreheads even though no one had made a move yet. 
Okita raised his weapon, setting the end of the hilt on the center of his left hand; the signature stance of the Tennen Rishin style. He could see a hint of confusion in the man’s face, as if he didn’t recognize the technique. Mistaking the confusion for apprehension, he attacked first, running forwards and slashing diagonally.
The man, having seen Okita coming ahead of time, blocked the captain’s blade, shoving it away. He smiled, a wild glint coming to life in his eyes. He thrust his katana forward three times, each one quickly dodged by Okita. It was an uncoordinated, messy move, but it could've done damage if one wasn't paying attention. 
Okita ran in the man's direction again, ready to bring his sword down on him. The unnamed swordsman took him by surprise, stepping to the side. Soji had to swerve his entire body to avoid falling on his katana, which was coming right at him.
Their swords kept clashing over and over for nearly 10 whole minutes, neither one able to outdo the other. Although the swordsman's odd fighting style was highly unpredictable, Okita's trained eye helped him avoid making any major mistakes. 
A small crowd had come together to watch the duel. The closest they'd gotten to seeing blood was a couple of cuts. The pair were getting tired, both of them breathing laboriously and dripping with sweat.
The swordsman stood still, holding his katana with both hands as if he were going to say something. Okita tackled him to the ground before he could, making the man drop his weapon. He pointed the tip of his sword at the man's face.
The man simpered, looking up at Okita. "Not one to play clean, eh?"
"Never said I would." 
"Seems like a stalemate to me."
The captain furrowed his brows, feeling something jab him in the gut. A gun.
Okita took a breath, their gazes at each other unbreaking. A thin drop of blood fell from his katana onto the man’s face, leaving a crimson splatter on his tanned cheek. This was the first time anyone had managed to back him into a wall since completing his training. His eye twitched, and the cool breeze sparked something within him, something dormant; he realized this was the best fight he'd had in a while.
"You're smarter than you look, old man."
His nameless opponent laughed. "Old man? Damn. Stings harder than yer blade."  Although he was worn out, the glimmer in his eyes didn't go away. "Only idiots carry a single weapon around."
Okita's group gaped at each other in amazement, and the crowd marveled on.
The captain smirked. "... Truce?"
"Truce."
Okita got off the swordsman and put his weapon away. The swordsman stood back up, not bothering to wipe the dirt from his clothes or the blood from his cheek.
The crowd watched the pair in amazement; someone managed to walk away from Okita Soji with their head still on their neck.
His band of men mumbled to each other indignantly. One of them stepped forward, fists clenched, “You can't just let him leave like that…!"
"I can't? Who decides that, huh?" Okita glared, sauntering towards the group. 
"Um…" His lackey hung his head in response, taking a few steps backwards.
"Thought so. Get back inside. We're not done drinkin', right?" 
"Yes, sir…"
With that, the cluster of shinsengumi headed back inside. Seeing them leave, the crowd also started to dissipate, leaving the captain and the swordsman behind.
The stranger turned to leave, speaking up without looking at Okita. "The name's Nagatani Hisamoto, by the way."
"Ah. Didn't think you'd actually tell me."
"I'm a man of my word. I think this fight needsa rematch, Okita-chan. See ya 'round."
Okita scoffed, making his way into the bar. "You didn't even pay for your drinks."
"Oops, guess I forgot." Nagatani ambled out of sight, rounding a corner leading farther into Yashikimichi.  
Something told Okita this wouldn't be the last time he’d see that guy.
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passports-pls · 10 months
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Nishitani would be so proud of current majima
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coatfullofclowns · 4 months
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Anyway, Goromi and Tani <3
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3fingersbreak · 9 months
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you're makin' me fall in love all over again...
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buttsmgutts · 10 months
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nikolailantsovhoe · 11 months
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Majima: Do you like women or men?
Nishitani: Ass is ass.
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missfingers · 8 months
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THANK YOU FOR MY BUBBIES @cupiidzbow THEYRE SO SQUISHY!!!!!!!
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behindthetojo · 9 months
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Who should my next fanfic (not headcanons) be about?
Also my requests are open for any fanfic prompts you may have
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ryokanoon · 9 months
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«𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓘’𝓶 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽»
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sketches and some thoughts⬇️
thinking about 80s goromi in dark dress and with that clichéd thingy on her hip(leg idk) with tanto.... yeah, that's how I ended up with this art.
(that art method is kinda funny to use though)
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OH! and here some random sketches with nishitani and goromi
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Alright Fuckers! Heres a multishipAU I have in my mind for Yakuza
Disclaimer : this is an idea for an au meaning ages are different thw scenarios that play out are different dont come for me because this is all just for fun, if you dont like it the block button exists. if i get any info wrong about the games timelines and such ignore it ive only plaid Yakuza 0 and heard small bits of info from friends and online this isnt meant to be taken 100% seriously this is just a peak into how my gay ass likes to ship shit alright? alright...
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Majima is with Sagawa for a while from age 20-30 almost ten years then they break up after majima gets tortured by the yakuza he leaves the yakuza for good afterwards. he becomes friends with benefits with Nishitani a bit of a relationship but not really.
Nishiki and Kiryu have been together since their teen years so when they hit 20 they start to wonder if their love was real or just a puppy love. they find out it was just that so they break up when theyre both 21.
Kiryu leaves the yakuza too discouraged to look for work feeling hopeless and thats when he meets Tachibana and they slowly fall in love. (oda isnt involved he can choke)
Nishiki leaves the Yakuza looking for work actively looking around he settles on the grand a caberet place and majima offers him a job as a waiter but nishiki looks at the ladies there and wants the same attention theyre getting he becomes a host and majima spoils him.
events of kiwami and kiwami 2 ? i think... happen Nishiki gets hurt and goes a bit cold and loses it as does Majima not as severe as he does canonically but it eventually happens...
Kiryu loses Tachibana . the relationships are slightly torn.. Nishiki sacrafices himself for Kiryu leaving only Kiryu and Majima left .
Majima gets worse after the loss of Nishiki,
After majima loses Nishiki he tries to commit suicide by his own katana but Kiryu stops him and majima slices off half of his hair in the process.
Kiryu holds him tells him hw knows what it's like to lose someone they love he lost tachibana he lost nishiki too not the same way majima did but he lost his brother .
So Majima falls for Kiryu and after he's recovered he cuts his hair and it a bit unhinged like his past lover Nishitani
But Kiryu is just happy his new lover is alive and well ... as well as he can be for someone who's lost many lovers and tried to take their own life .
He humours him acts like he doesnt like his advances and ridiculous ideas and it makes Majima laugh .
Hes do anything for the last bit of happiness in his life ✨️
least thats how i see it going i havent finished the game just yet… but man this game has me making headcannons and ships and whole different timeliness and shit man ...
I'm out here like Charlie day just :
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But realistically I'm probably more like this all proud despite being horribly wrong :
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...anyways thanks for coming to my tedtalk.... I'm fucking trash for these idiots
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they kith [click 4 higher image quality]
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zzkassfrzz · 1 year
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More old art
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coatfullofclowns · 9 months
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Normal activities. Nothing weird going on here
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3fingersbreak · 10 months
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different circumstances
"we met with a reason to beat on each other. how you gonna go and improve on that?"
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majimasleftasscheek · 1 month
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Yo I really love your comics 👍
I know you've built a fort on the kazumaji hill but I was wondering your thoughts on nishitani x majima
I think it's p interesting, in the same way you could find a random hole in a wall that says "grab what's inside :)" and you tentatively stick your hand in there just to see what happens kldfskjlfd
I'm pretty indifferent to nishitani as a character but! I do enjoy the dynamic of 'make this person worse' in regards to getting majima into his current self and the two of them going absolutely apeshit together. especially if goromi's involved because I think nishitani would make for a great brat type of dynamic, that being wrangled by someone who's not taking his shit 👌
also love the vibe of majima existing in misery, wanting to die while nishitani's like 🤪 getting someone to break out of their funk is a trope I love 💖
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idrawprettyboys · 2 months
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Nishitani x Majima. Full picture on https://x.com/bondagebishonen/status/1770224745927061814?s=46
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