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apt ryuann redraw. sorry

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FOX

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Goro whirls around. His heart thumps wildly as he searches the crowd for the face he just saw so vividly, so distinctly, among them. But there's nothing. As always, there's nothing there when he looks carefully. The ghost only exists in the corner of his vision. The blood only stains his fingers when he isn't looking.

He turns around, forcing down the panic and continuing on, as he must. There's nothing there. There never was anything there.

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Goro drops his mug of coffee. There, in the corner of the room out of the corner of his eye, stands the visage of the man he killed. No, he tells himself, pointedly not looking in that corner, keeping it out of sight. He's not there. There's nothing there. There never is. 

The spilled coffee stains the tile dark brown, much like his blood had stained the table bright red.

He turns, slowly, and looks carefully into that corner. And there, translucent but very much visible, stands….Kurusu Akira. Goro blinks, but he remains. His forehead showcases that bullet hole he put there, blood still seeping down his face and into his eyes, but Kurusu doesn't blink. He stares at Goro, into his soul, until Goro thinks he might disappear from the scrutiny.

“Akira…?” He steps forward, toward the ghost of the man he killed, and reaches out.

The moment he touches Kurusu’s arm, he vanishes, and Goro is once again alone in his apartment.

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“This isn't real,” says Goro, between each kiss. “You aren't real.”

“I've gone and driven you mad,” agrees Akira, shoving a hand up his shirt, and Goro moans.

“You're dead,” says Goro, as Akira pins his wrists to his bed and kisses his neck. “I killed you.”

“And now I'll haunt you until you follow me to an early grave,” agrees Akira, leaning back so Goro can see that bullet hole barely obscured by those messy, beautiful bangs. The blood still seeping from the wound drips down onto his own face. Akira licks it off his cheek.

“I miss you,” says Goro, as tears mingle with blood.

“Too late,” agrees Akira, silencing him with one final kiss. “See you soon, darling,” he croons, and Goro can't get himself to say a single word as he disappears, his figure fading into the dark of his apartment.

Akira doesn't appear to him again, after that.

Goro is finally left utterly alone.

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This is where our story starts.

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Night meeting sketch

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You prepared for battle as you fell apart

Shuake Week 2024 - day 3: Hurt/comfort Rating: Mature Additional Tags: Morgana is here too, Canon-Typical Violence, November 20 Interrogation (Persona 5), Minor Injuries Description, Vomiting, Implied/Referenced Torture, but nothing that isn't seen in game really, Hurt/Comfort, Wound Tending, POV Alternating, No beta reader Summary:

Akira gets out of the interrogation room alive, but as much as he tries to pretend he's ok, it's obvious he's not. So much that Goro insists on staying the night to take care of him.

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(Lies) in search of truth

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Pt4

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aflutter

twitter/ insta/cara/ store

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Do you think Goro and Akira celebrate 20/11? Like Akira wakes up early to make pancakes, maybe he writes "thank you for the slip" on the top one or "better luck next time". They tease each other at any opportunity and the day passes in lighthearted jokes and half-hearted annoyance, but as day becomes night the tease can't hold up, it isn't enough to hide the pain that the memories of that night still provoke.

Nightmares get worse for both of them and all they can do is stay awake, holding onto each other and whispering promises and apologies to keep the old fears and anxieties at bay. To remind eachother they're fine, that it's all in the past, that they're safe in their apartment, that Akira doesn't blame Goro and that Goro will never let anyone hurt Akira ever again.

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shuake cuddles <3 <3 (redrew an older piece and am much happier with it)

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Partners in crime or partners in general who knows

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sleepyhead!

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yelling into the void really loud