#MJM56

HELLO!    i’m mads, he/him, a 3d modeler, and this is my roleplay blog for MAJIMA GORO from the YAKUZA/RYU GA GOTOKU franchise, #MJM56! i am MUTUAL EXCLUSIVE, PRIVATE, and i tend to talk A LOT about majima. i’m... very passionate about him. PLEASE READ MY CARRD BEFORE FOLLOWING/INTERACTING. IT CONTAINS MY RULES, ABOUT, A FULL CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING, AND OTHER IMPORTANT INFORMATION REGARDING THIS BLOG, CHARACTERIZATION, ETC.

CONTENT WARNING!       this blog, as well as the source material of my character, contains themes of HEAVY VIOLENCE, BLOOD, EYE TRAUMA, ORGANIZED CRIME SYNDICATES, AND SMOKING. they are not the only heavy themes that will be prevalent on this blog, and a full warning is on my carrd.

ACTIVITY!       my activity is currently very sporadic because of commission work and my mental health. i am always active on discord, which is available in my carrd for mutuals.

   like that of a far too joyous child, the smile that had spread across majima’s visage is impeccably large, his own enthusiasm amplified by how he swings his arms over the shorter’s shoulders and his legs sway and nearly click against the ground from the not-so impressive height he’s been hoisted to. nonetheless, even if he’s essentially in a glorified squatting position at the moment, he chirps out a majima-fashion laugh, though less forced and rough and more sunshiny and elated.

    this had become a common occurrence, arisu hoisting majima into her grasp like some kind of estranged princess, and unexpectedly enough, the hound was enamored with the practice; if it was the warmth or the inherent playful manner of such an activity, he didn’t quite know. his legs try and hook upwards a tad more to prevent the tips of his shoes to scrape against the ground-- damn, if his long-legged posture wasn’t both a gift and a curse.