the emperor & the child of god

I just can’t get enough of this pairing. Really, I just can’t get enough of them… *sighs loudly* 

For reference, this is Yukimura’s phoenix tattoo. As reference, most Yakuza tattoos are done by hand and not an electrical needle. So yes, it hurts a hell of a lot. 

Also, Mizuki as the tattoo artist. Because it fits, why the hell not? 

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Sanada inhaled sharply through his nose as he laid perfectly still on his stomach on the flattened, black chair in the room. His face was expressionless, but it didn’t stop the feeling of snakes writhing in the pit of his stomach. He was decided the moment he was initiated, but actually going through the experience was another matter entirely. He was naked from waist up, and the room felt colder than usual. 

"You didn’t have to accompany me, Okashira." He turned his head towards the future Rikkaidai-gumi kumichou, who had, on a sudden whim, decided to tag along for the appointment. 

"Don’t call me that here." Yukimura countered casually as he observed the different designs pinned on the walls, appreciating their aesthetic qualities. "It’s tradition for an oyabun to accompany his kobun on his first tattoo session."

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