#🌸 ~ persona 5 verse ~ 🌸

[sylviareviar]

For anyone curious about Sylvia as Star, the Phantom Thief...

Here's her in a Persona 5 Tactica art style. I made this when Tactica had just come out and I was in love with the art style then.

I also have her as normal in Tactica style, too. And yes, these were done entirely by me.

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Five of Cups Upright - Regret, Pessimism, and Failure

This just wasn't her day. Getting injured in PE, embarrassing herself in front of classmates, forgetting assignments... It wasn't like her to forget assignments. She always, always made sure to be as careful and punctual as she could. It was a miracle no one looked down on her for what she did.

It wasn't like it was the end of the world or anything, but every little inconvenience came closer and closer to setting off her waterworks. She grew more and more frustrated, especially with herself. Her failure was what caused this.

While she struggled to comfort herself, surrounded by people in Shibuya, she was surprised to find a familiar face among the crowd. Teddie seemed rather jolly today. Perhaps it was a bit selfish, but she was too stressed to care right now, and immediately made a beeline for him.

"Teddie! Teddie!" she called. The moment the bear turned around, she enveloped him in a tight hug. "Thank goodness you're here... I really needed this..."

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can either be pulled from a physical deck, or be randomised using a website. the reading of the card can be as literal or as interpretative as the mun chooses.

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[flirts with her openly] "I owe ya one." He spoke showing her the results of his test. Something he would have probably gotten an even LOWER score on but thanks to her tutoring he at the very least manages an average passing score which showed that he wasn't much empty-headed as the teachers would like him to believe but he simply needed an instructor to understand the way he absorbs academic information. "How about as thanks-" Yusuke leans over to her, his cocky smirk apparent on his face whilst leaning a hand against the locker's surface. "I take ya out on a date."

"Lemme see it lemme see it-- YES! Oh, congratulations, Yusuke! I'm so proud of y--" A hand landed on the locker beside her, and suddenly Yusuke was leaning close to her. His face was a respectful distance away, but Yusuke's shoulder was close to hers, and Sylvia had a clear view of his chest and neck. He wasn't leaning too far in, but he had poked his hand through the bubble that was her personal space, He had a sly grin on his lips, a cocky gait, and he perhaps even looked a little happy about his higher grade.

Sylvia glanced up at him, thoroughly flustered and red-faced. "I-- I-- um. A d-d-d-date...? W-with me?"

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@phantomuheist - Long Time No See

"Oh, I couldn't trouble you. I appreciate it, but--"

She paused, stopping herself from finishing her sentence, because it wasn't the truth. As much as humility was appreciated in Japan, Akira was different. He never expected her to put on a face, or to adhere to subtle rules she never knew existed.

Akira was kind and understanding; that was what she admired the most about him. She appreciated his empathy, and so for once, rather than pushing him away, she decided it would probably be best to take him up on his offer.

"Um... Actually, I'm not going home just yet, but... I'd still like your company, if that's okay with you. Could we maybe go to the park in Inokashira? It's so peaceful there, and... I'd like to chat a bit more."

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Graveyard Rumors - @electricea

"Supposedly, the ghost that haunts Shujin's halls at night rests here, and becomes visible on foggy nights in October," Sylvia explained, lifting her flashlight to get a better view. The light reflected from the wispy clouds surrounding the dark graveyard, leaving a somber and eerie mood. "I say it's probably just someone visiting their loved one, but they can never be sure. The teachers got worried these rumors would scare other students or distract them from their classes, so they asked student council to look into it. Buuuut, then student council didn't want to, so I volunteered instead."

It seemed like a silly rumor, but the area was located near Aoyama-Itchome, which made a lot of people nervous with the upcoming spooky season. Sylvia was never a fan of Halloween because she got easily frightened by jump-scares from Halloween decorations, so thankfully, this Halloween was rather tame in comparison. Being in Japan, after all, it seemed the holiday wasn't celebrated nearly as fervently as in the United States, something she was actually grateful for.

Still, it seemed the Halloween spirit persisted in other ways, and even Ryuji, whom she had thought would have been a bit braver than her, seemed nervous.

She turned to him with a gentle smile.

"It's okay if you're scared, Ryucchan. You can hold my hand; I don't mind. Just remember, there are no ghosts." Despite what she said, a heavy weight pressed down on her conscience. Sneaking into a hallowed ground in the middle of the night wasn't exactly honorable. Or legal. But the school asked her to do it, so she had no choice. She prayed that if any spirits really did exist in this area, they would forgive her, and did her best to move as respectfully as possible.

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"Y-Yusuke!" she squealed, turning a brilliant shade of red, and shoved a finger to his lips. "Not so loud!" She already regretted that stupid wager... How did she get so swept up like this?! It wasn't like her to act so impulsively.

Yusuke looked way too proud of himself for flustering her like that, though, and his eyes twinkled with amusement. There was no saving her now.

"I-I-I just... I don't want you skipping school is all. I'll help you get that Championship belt. But don't go skipping classes. And... um, t-take me out for food every now and again..." Then she hesitated. "Wait, um, forget that last part. You don't have to if you don't want to. I just... I'm sorry-- that was weird of me. L-let's go get that pizza."

She turned away from her senpai, regretting every word that tumbled out of her mouth in a jumbled mess. So badly did she want to pretend that kiss didn't mean anything, because she was certain it didn't mean anything to Yusuke, and that's why he was teasing her about it. She would've have been surprised if he thought she had a crush on him. Truthfully, she wasn't even sure of that herself.

It would be better not to pretend it didn't mean anything. That way, she was the only one whose feelings would get hurt, as it should've been. Even still, she didn't want to give up on him. Yusuke was kind. A bit more of a delinquent than she was prepared for, maybe, but he had a good heart nonetheless, or else he wouldn't have spoken to her at all. Whether romantically or not, she liked him.

She didn't want to lose that.

━━   ❝   𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧.  ❞  He responds with his first plan which involved skipping for months for a belt that was even official, though the plates even shimmered just a bit as the light reflects off it..definitely metal. “Hmmm, those roulettes bring me back to the good ol’ days where I’d spend my days ditching middle school playin’ in the casino.” The nerve of this boy, discussing underaged gambling as if he was simply riding a bike, the woman at the counter didn’t know whether she should tell the boy to have a heart-to-heart with his parents or to tell him NOT to make jokes like that so casually.

Then came Sylvy’s other question which he could only shake his head as a response. In truth Yusuke was NO GAMER. He enjoyed coming to these places and having fun for the sake of passing the time..but to fully commit and get ‘good’? Not going to happen. “I’m a pretty good button masher in fighting games. But if ya ask me I’m also a pretty lucky person.” He said pounding his fist into his own hand with determination.

“After all, I did get a kiss from ya and I’ve only known ya a few hours.” He was hoping the little REMINDER would make her blush..if even a little. “Wait you’d wanna help me?? Don’t ya got somethin’ you’d wanna grab yourself?? Either way, it’s not like we can get it today either way and if someone wins it whilst I’m gone I’ll hunt ‘em down. Wanna grab a slice?? Contrary t’ believe the pizza here doesn’t taste like crap on cardboard.”

Again..WHY was this kid so blunt? The woman behind the counter could do nothing but look on after Yusuke had already turn his back, though even she had to admit there’s some truth in what he says. Most places get the frozen stuff and toss that in the oven, the benefit of the owner also owning a bakery is most of their goods are actually fresh at concessions on the second floor.

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How well do you know Persona!Sylvia?

I've changed the quiz everyone! Be forewarned, it's kinda dark at times because I sometimes reference Sylvia's Palace. Some of the questions are easy, some are hard. Let's see if you know them all!

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"Ah... Y-y'think? Still, 8 out of 10 is only a B. I wish I'd gotten an A on that quiz... Maybe it's because it's only been a few months...?"

"Although, I guess you could spin that monkey comment around another way. When I was little, Papa used to call me a little monkey sometimes, and I remember I didn't like it either. But then he explained to me it was just because I was so active and loved to climb on stuff. I could've been an acrobat if I'd kept at it, but then I started getting self-conscious and stopped. Come to think of it, I miss climbing. Maybe we should find someplace to just... climb trees or something, just for fun. The weather's been pretty forgiving lately."

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"Mngh. Who called Ryuji a monkey. How dare they. Ryuji is a sunflower and a golden retriever. Anyone who says otherwise can fight me on it."

She's also furiously creating several reminders that Ryuji's birthday is not, in fact, in August, but July, and she feels like a horrible person for not knowing this.

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"Hm? Oh-- No, no no no, i-it's nothing! Promise! I..." She hesitated, looking down and blushing. "Um, I-I was just... s-staring..." She hadn't expected to be so close on the train, but perhaps she should have. It was sort of rush hour, after all. When the train made one of its stops, people stepped off, thankfully allowing her and Ryuji some space to breathe. She turned away, still blushing. It wasn't exactly a huge deal, since Ryuji was well aware she liked him, but for some reason, she still felt shy.

When they were given that space and Sylvia pulled away just slightly, she did so reluctantly, already missing his warmth. It felt nice to just be close like they were. She could even hear his heartbeat before. Ryuji was warm and safe, and she liked it. But she also wanted to be conscious of proper manners in public. Unlike the United States, Japan was a lot more judgmental of what people did in public, since it was a shared space. Rightfully so, honestly.

Even still, that sense of longing remained. She fidgeted nervously, waiting for the train to announce its arrival to Shibuya.

"Oi, I'm coming already, Sylvia....!" He holds up his hands, never thinking that someone would be able to match him in terms of both eagerness and impatience but it seemed as though Sylvia had him beat right now.

As they boarded the train, he kept his hand tightly holding Sylvia's as he allowed her to lead the way, pushing past the crowds of people trying to find their seats and as they stood so close together, he tried not to get too flustered knowing their close proximity was only because of the amount of people on the train.

Whilst Sylvia seemed preoccupied in her own excitement and humming some tune, he decided to reach for his phone and distract himself by scrolling through reels and pictures - even firing off a few texts letting friends know where he currently was - once or twice the thought did cross his mind to ask Sylvia for a selfie together but given how packed the train was, that probably wasn't the best idea just now.

Lowering his phone, he tilted his head to the side as Sylvia seemed to be staring at him really intently and he couldn't help but feel a little self conscious wondering if he'd forgotten to wash his face that morning or something. Was there something weird about his appearance...? Surely, Sylvia would have said so - but then again, Sylvia was a nice person maybe she wouldn't. He tried to bite down on his lower lip and ignore it but after several seconds of this, he shifted and asked with some apprehension.

"Is there something on my face...?"

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It's one of those days... In the real world, Sylvia is curled up in a ball at home, having called in sick from school. In the Church of Terror, Sylvia's Shadow is missing her right hand.

She has lost her motivation to draw or write anything anymore.

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"I... I... I wanna be pet too..."

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it’s harder than you think. NO using google. every answer must start with the first letter of your muse’s name. / PLEASE REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Sylvia Reviar 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 : Seal 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Soren 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Stella 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 : Silver 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 : Sonic the Hedgehog 1 & 2 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑 : Socks 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : Strawberry lemonade 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 : Sushi!! 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 : Swinging door 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 : San Diego, California 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 : Slipping into the dream world by accident

Tagged by/stolen from: @braveryhearted

Tagging: @oraclememehacker, @tvstarkuma, @electricea, @the-flower-karasu, @silver-strings-of-fate, @orphemiss and anyone else who wants to steal this from me! Say that I tagged you <3333

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She was surprised for a second when Aaron called attention to her concern, but her gaze softened when she thought about it, and she shook her head. "(It's... It's okay,)" she decided. "(My brother is my concern, and he's not alone at home. He's got people who can help him. We... have our own things to attend to, anyway.)"

Then she paused and sighed. "(Although, I will give him a stern text about flirting with my friends. He's only doing this because he knows--)" Then she cut herself off and shook her head. "(Ugh. Honestly...)" This wasn't exactly Aaron's problem, so she didn't want to trouble him with it. And though she knew Jack wasn't being serious, she didn't want his joke to negatively affect her relationship with her new (and currently only) friend in Japan.

She sighed and leaned back in her seat, stretching. "(Jack's... a lot, for anyone who doesn't know him. He loves playing pranks and saying out-of-pocket things because he thinks it's funny. But don't let his act deceive you-- he's a total Robin Hood. He does stupid things for the funny, but he's actually got a strong sense of justice. He'd jump to my defense if it looked like I was getting bullied, even if it meant he'd hurt someone else or get in trouble for it. He's the kind of guy that, he doesn't actively seek out trouble, but has no problem causing it in retaliation. Out of the three of us, he's probably the strongest sibling-- comes with being the eldest, I guess. And... since he's the one who protects us the most, he's... probably the one who's been the most hurt in our family.)

"(I... I really miss him. I know I haven't been gone long, but... I'm not without my siblings for very long. This is the first time I've gone somewhere completely by myself...)"

He... did not know how to feel about that last minute flirtation. Sure, he didn't roll that way, and even if he had, he was pretty sure he only did that to get a reaction out of Sylvia.

But still, it definitely caught him off guard, and his brain struggled to process what had just occurred for the next minute or two.

"(He's... certainly a character, I'll give him that-)"

He did pause for a moment at the mention of inner demons. He could relate to that, in multiple levels besides the obvious. Though it did make him wonder just what had happened to them to cause this, especially with the way Sylvia seemed to reflect on it after the call had ended. You didn't have to be an Ace Detective to know that there was some trauma at the root of all of it.

The real question was... What could he do about it? Should he even do anything? Most people would just let it be, but... if there was any way he could provide even the smallest bit of comfort, he had to find it. That's just who he was.

The trick was figuring out how, without stepping too far out of line.

"A-ah, right. That's probably a good idea-"

They really should get back to their tutoring session, but... there was an opportunity here.

"Though, uh- (are you sure you don't need a break after all that? You seemed a bit worried about it, and it might be a bit too much to just jump back into things without taking some process.)"

"(I know we're not all that close, but we can talk about it if that'd help. Or just... talk about something else if it'd help you get your mind off it. Your call.)"

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@nijimx - Plotted starter

Warped shadows curled around the soft sand beneath the Thieves' feet, while a grand cathedral stood before them, coldly towering above them as if daring any challengers to approach. Everything in this world was dark and gray, the only speck of color on the front belonging to a giant stained-glass window depicting a small girl bowing and praying to a mass of gods and priests. Even then, it was only shades of yellow or orange in color, reflecting prismatically on the sand.

The sand-- the island itself-- was also dark gray in color, and the ocean surrounding the area may as well have drowned the rest of the city. While some buildings rose as high as they normally would in real life, indicating locations familiar to the owner of the Palace, others were completely crumbled and destroyed or just didn't exist entirely, a sign of her poor directional skills.

The lone, sandy island and cathedral weren't everything, however, as even the sky itself was full of hate and despair. Stormclouds had gathered the moment they set foot on the sand and a downpour of rain assaulted them. Even the lightning trailing the sky had no color, and it was surprisingly louder than normal. Through the sky, echoes of the real world leaked through as well. The painful screeching of a train and overwhelmingly loud honks of cars, the oppressive feeling of people crowding and talking in one's ear... All of the painful sounds of Shibuya conglomerated into the sound of painful, terrifying chaos, all while thunder rumbled loudly in the background and rain weighed down on the Phantom Thieves.

This was Sylvia Reviar's Church of Sacrifice.

Keywords: Sylvia Reviar, Church, Shujin Academy.

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@silver-strings-of-fate

On the third floor of Shujin Academy, in classroom 1-F, Sylvia found herself cornered by students marveling at her hair color and bombarding her with questions. She had only been packing up her bag to leave the classroom when all of a sudden her desk was surrounded by students. Since school was out, the doors were wide open, and other students milled about outside their classrooms.

"Woooow! You're so lucky you're allowed to dye your hair such a vibrant color," one girl gushed. "Sakamoto-senpai dyes his hair blonde, and he gets scolded by the teachers all the time!"

"Hey, what's your natural hair color?" another student asked.

"Um... w-white," Sylvia mumbled. "It... runs in the family."

"White hair? That's so rare, isn't it?"

"Nah, she's gotta be lying. She's American, y'know."

"B-but I'm not--" Sylvia's protests were cut off by another eager student.

"Hey, hey, Reviar-san, is it true that the gun laws in America are so bad even kids can get their hands on them?" another student asked her.

"H-huh? Um... W-well... I-it's true that the gun laws in America are... m-more lenient, compared to other countries... It's a part of the US Constitution."

Some students gasped in horror at that. "Are you kidding me?"

"Damn, that sounds kinda fire, though. Think I could get a visa?"

"Dude!"

"What? You don't wanna wield a gun?"

Sylvia flinched at that and wrapped her arms around herself.

"E-excuse me... I really must be going now..."

"I thought you lived alone, Reviar-san," another student piped up. "You want me to walk you home? We could make it a date~"

Sylvia squirmed uncomfortably as a particularly persistent student insisted on invading her personal space, leaning further and further forward.