#Arcana Shuffle AU

[iguanasplit]

Goro cannot afford the nice pair of gloves with his first paycheck but he takes his mom the overpriced trendy cafe she always stares at but never goes in. its a kinder timeline.

Arcana Shuffle AU NG+ au where (some) adults remember.

[valdrinors-writing]

ASAU Profiles - Investigation Team Edition

Naoto Shirogane

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Detective Novels, Exploration, Connections

Dislikes: Being Misgendered, Large Crowds, Ghosts

The Fool

Elec Skills

Persona: Sukuna-biko

A curious and intelligent young man who moved to Inaba to live with a family friend as his grandfather is recovering from an illness. A natural detective, Naoto becomes embroiled in the Midnight Channel mystery upon stumbling on it one night, and wants to stop the killer before they can get to anyone else in the town. He's the Wild Card and leader of the Investigation Team

Rise Kujikawa

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Music, Helping Others, Cooking

Dislikes: Junes', Being on Stage, Insensitive People

The Magician

Fire Skills

Persona: Shingi Waō

A young woman who works at her grandmother's tofu shop in the shopping district. She's the first person who Naoto befriends while in Inaba, and quickly sees him as a good shoulder to cry on. She was friends with Saki Konishi before her passing, which was what spurs her to enter the TV World with Naoto the second time, leading to her confronting her Shadow. She has a secret desire to be an idol

Theodore 'Teddie' Hanamura

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Flirting, Bears, Puns

Dislikes: Being Treated Differently, Parental Pressure

The Chariot

Ice Skills

Persona: Kintaro

The younger - adopted - brother of Yosuke Hanamura who recently moved to Inaba due to his father being made manager of the Junes' chapter there. Outwardly, he's an energetic young man who wants to score with a large variety of girls, but internally, he's envious of his brother's popularity and insecure about not being a full-blooded Japanese person

Yosuke Hanamura

Age: Sixteen (Second Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Freedom, Guitar, Scooters

Dislikes: Studying, Being Rejected, Letting His Parents Down

The High Priestess

Wind Skills

Persona: Hiroyuki

The son of the Junes' manager and 2nd year student at Inaba who's surrounded by rumours about him. Yosuke is outwardly cheerful and energetic, liking to stand out. However, his fears of being judged by others have lead him to be a bit of a pushover when it comes to the people in his life - both friends and family - and has lead to him suppressing his true self

Yukiko Amagi

Age: Sixteen (Second Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Tea, Scary Movies, Bad Jokes

Dislikes: Not Being Seen As 'Feminine', Paparazzi, Rumors

The Emperor

Ice Skills

Persona: Asama no Okami

The heir to the Amagi Inn and a frosty second year student who consistently seems a bit stern and traditional. Secretly, she wants to be more open, but is afraid of disappointing her family and not looking like the ideal Japanese woman, which has lead to her putting up appearances as a 'perfect' Yamato Nadeshiko. She tends to appear 'cool', which leads to her getting harassed by boys who talk about 'The Amagi Challenge'

Kanji Tatsumi/Tatsumaki

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Sewing, Loud Music, Swearing

Dislikes: Stalkers, Overly-Judgemental People, Managers

The Lovers

Persona: Kashima-no-kami

A former member of a popular visual kei band moved back to Inaba after a stalking incident resulted in him having a minor breakdown backstage. He's happy to help his mom at her store, but a bit miffed about all the attention that he's getting even though he just came back to Inaba. Somewhat confrontational, but secretly has a heart of gold under the surface. He acts as the groups Navigator

Marie

Age: Unknown

Likes: Poetry, Reading, Music

Dislikes: People who read her poetry, Nosy People, Shadows

The Star

Elec Skills

Persona: Kaguya-hime

A wolf like creature that the group find in the TV World. She's very protective of her home, and is very annoyed by the killer interupting her solitude, which is why she goes along with the Investigation Team. She's a bit prickly, but can be warmed up to - even if it takes a while - and has a secret admiration for humanity that she doesn't want to show to anyone

Chie Satonaka

Age: Sixteen (Second Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Kung Fu, Meat, Bruce Lee Movies

Dislikes: Being Judged, Being Treated Like A Child, Ghost Stories

Wheel of Fortune

Dark/Light Skills

Persona: Gozen

An aspiring action star and stuntwoman who has returned to Inaba in order to scout out the local police force. She lived in Inaba as a child, but moved out five years prior to the series after her parents divorced to live with her mother in Tokyo. She's quick witted and a bit rash and overconfident, but has a soft spot for her childhood best friend Yukiko that can soften her up

The Persona names are inspired by @rollthedice-playthecards, who used the same motif for their story The Naked Truth

[amourcherie606]

My P5 Arcana Swap Au!! Last Deck! The Arcana has been shuffled so many times, the last stand against Yaldabaoth. I've rehashed this arcana swap so many times 😭 I need to do a comparison post...

Anywayz! Fool!Ann Takamaki as been sent to Kosei Academy for...reasons she had enough of kamoshida. During her time she meets a talking Weasel Sumire and a Lovers!Goro Akechi, along with a few others oddballs... to be seen!

Metaverse Sumire and Ann! Or as they say in the metaverse, Sumi and Heart! :3 I'm super happy with how these pookis turned out,, I'm gonna have a separate post filled with scrapped concepts n stuff!!

[liveyun]

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 ; TEASER

pairing. kim taehyung x female oc/reader

genre. fantasy carnival AU, smut in the full fic

rating. 18+

warnings for the teaser. NSFW , ‘ tarot card readings which are totally made up by me, and the possibilities are probably inaccurate , tae gets an er3ction (1) , he's confused

word count. 727 (12-13k for the full fic)

est. release date : mid-february(?)

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The shadows surrender to reveal the deck of cards beneath the flickering glow of a dying candle.

A soft sigh escapes his lips.

It wasn't uncommon for Taehyung to feel an initiative connection towards the deck he handles, or organizes, but what makes him intensely inquisitive is that once again, he feels the meticulous change about his surroundings. The sudden rise in temperature causes perspiration to gather around his temple, his throat cracking up with thirst, brain clogging up with an exhilarating energy which renders his mind empty.

The deck of cards resonate around his nimble fingers, and the glow of his jacquard fabric on his shawl glimmering a brilliant shine in his dim chamber. Taehyung’s hazel eyes concentrate on the message which they are trying to communicate; but something tells him that they're not messages, but rather, a signal. For him, to him.

Initially confused, he's not unfamiliar to any of the emotions he's going through, though. If anything, his heart palpitations grow as each whisper grows deeper in the depths of the night, and the stirring of his cock within his robes tells him that the message is solely for him; something which is a cue to be the querent.

With an anxious heart and an innate desire to understand what's the interpretation, he's quite relieved that the Arcana still resonates through their apprentices.

Lust.

His usually cold and eerily quiet chamber now tingles with the melody of the herb bottles crinkling against each other, notifying him of a possible augury. Whether it was a good one, or a bad one, was totally now upto what his fate had in for him.

His mind drifts over to the time when he used to work for his Master, and how his master especially warned him of the introspection sometimes the existential wisdom can lead him through the magical realm. A longing press vibrates against his chest at the remainder, something he admittedly made himself forget. A deep yearn for something, something.

Melancholy.

Shifting uncomfortably in his mat, Taehyung spreads out the deck of cards grasped within his hands on the table, each one carrying the weight of a story yet to unfold. His pupils dilate, threatening to shallow the thin, tawny ring surrounding them as his own energy intertwined with the symbolism of the cards, something Taehyung knew was necessary for proper response.

His hands, shuffling down the two decks to feel which card, frenzied their energies to reach out to him; his calculating gaze locked with the cards spread out and the energy between them pulsed with intensity. It was a representation of the unseen forces at play—a dance of hearts, an exploration of desire, suppression of feelings and congested desires.

His eyes widen when his brain tries to examine the possibility of two voices together in the realm; and when his hands sort out the two cards together to place them on the velvety rug, his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline, hiding underneath the black shawl he draped himself in.

The bubbling confusion dies in this throat. Impossible.

The Lovers card, now revealed, depicted two figures entwined in a dance; and right beside it stays the Five of Cups, unveiled in its melancholic vicinity, portrayed a solitary figure standing amidst spilled cups.

His palms feel sweaty by the time his lips part to withdraw an exasperated sigh, equally puzzled and frustrated about the peculiar and out of the box combination; but his heart throbbed at the confirmation of what he had surmised already.

So did his cock.

Even in the realms of clandestine destiny, there was no answer to which face of the conjuncture was for him— he wasn't bothered about any, but he was for the fact that the realm chose him. Arcana chose this odd combination for him. Ever since he's been told to never ever doubt Arcana and Their choices, Taehyung couldn't help but feel uncanny when he felt the tapestry of emotions inside him swirl like crazy— melancholy poking his heart with a potential to Destroy—and his body burning with the ache to touch himself, to please himself.

Yet none exceeded the excitement he felt at that moment, the dim illumination of the chamber making the glimmer of his eyes stand out with a grin stretched on his ridiculously pretty face.

Afterall, he was chosen for the fortune hour.

a/n : this idea of fortune reader!tae has been on my mind rent free ever since the season greetings 2022 has been out 😫 though this genre is totally new and difficult for me to write, i’ve had fun writing it so far! i’m currently at 7k words and wanted to share it with readers to know your opinion.

hence, feedbacks are very much appreciated !

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[staytinyville]

TAROT CARD EVENT (1K Followers)

↣ Summary: Dive into a tarot reading with a story! Choose a member that calls to you the most and find a wonderful story to go along with each card interpretation

↣ Characters/Pairing: ATEEZ x Reader , Stray Kids x Reader , TXT x Reader

↣ Genre: Romance, Spiritual, Different AUs

↣ AU/Trope info: Each card has a different kind of story to tell. The AUs will be stated at the beginning of each chapter

↣ Word Count: +30k

↣ Warnings: Some chapters will have smut (again each warning will be before each fic)

↣ A/N: In honor of reaching 1k followers, this is the event I have decided to create! It is both something to enjoy reading, while getting an interactive feature of having a tarot reading (Major Arcana only)!

THE FOOL 

Beginnings, Innocence, Free-spirit, Spontaneity

The Fool signifies a point in your life where you are about to step into the unknown towards a journey. This is your time to embrace the future as you take your life towards a new beginning. 

Be open minded with how you see things–take in the air that flows against your body as your worries, fears, and anxieties fall from your spirit. This is the time to let go of your inhibitions and follow your heart. 

Take the leap of faith! Spend time with your inner child in order to bloom into what the universe wants you to be. 

0 THE FOOL

In order to experience this event in full capacity, take a moment to look over all of the members I have written about. Each one is a different tarot card (Major Arcana only) with its own interpretation by me. There will be a link to the website I use to find out what each card means. The card system is the common Rider-Waite Tarot Deck. 

Members include: ATEEZ, Stray Kids, and Together x Tomorrow. 

In order to choose a card, first you have to take a deep breath and calm your mind. Think about all the members for each of the groups before ultimately coming up with the first one that calls to you. It can resonate and if not, you can try again. 

If you feel it is a bit overwhelming to think about all of the members at one time. Not to worry. Narrow it down to the group who you feel does call to you. And go from there. Everyone is different and each card is different. Sometimes it resonates, other times it might not. Do not worry about it too much. You can still enjoy the fic!

This is a work of fiction! None of the depicted stories are real. The cards I have chosen from each of the members do not correspond to the members themselves either! I didn’t not do any readings for them. I only shuffled and placed that card to a member. 

'97 Line : Bang Chan

'98 Line : Seonghwa , Lee Know , Hongjoong

'99 Line : Yunho , Yeosang , San , Mingi , Changbin , Yeonjun , Wooyoung

'00 Line : Hyunjin , Han , Felix , Seungmin , Jongho , Soobin

'01 Line : I.N , Beomgyu

'02 Line : Taehyun , Kai

Affiliates : @cultofdionysusnet , @k-vanity , @monsterfvckersunited , @pirateeznet , @wonderlandnet

[sparklepoint]

hey i saw stuff about ur asau (hermit!yusuke is perfect and kitteh ann is the fluffiest little baby and i love her) and i just wanted to ask if you have the other arcanas planned? is it a direct one to one swap or is it different?

omg. ty for giving us a chance to introduce

 ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ card shuffle ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

@floodbender’s and mine roleswap au in which the story roles are remixed based on randomly reassigned arcanas + canon backgrounds

it’s kind of a work in progress so this is not q definitive & some arcs are less developed than others, but we do in fact have something planned for everyone :3c let's meet the cast!!

starting with <3 bitter bitch besties <3

○ the fool – akechi

he has pretty much the same backstory as canon, but without Metaverse access; therefore his only outlet has been trying to prove himself academically etc. to show them all

it isn’t really working. even with all the effort, he still gets written off automatically most of the time

there is no arrest/probation/anything out of the ordinary that brings him to staying with Sojiro and going to Shujin, just a last minute arrangement by his previous foster placement 

Akechi POV: you’ve been booted from a family who didn’t want you there for the n-th time in your life and are now moving to stay with some rando who doesn’t want you there either. and everyone at the new school immediately labels you a troublemaker with a problematic background

(of course Shujin is going to make up rumors regardless)

personality-wise, it is as you might expect from a no powers AU Akechi - at the start he’s a bitter, cynical bastard masking behind his Pleasant Boy mode

would have eventually snapped in some self-destructive way if he didn’t meet someone who gets it

rest of the story is spent rehabilitating this man with the power of friendship, mutual understanding, and insane romance. and flufy kity

akechi and makoto: the world is a cruel and unjust place. *minutes later* omg lady ann!!!

i. the magician – ann

flufy kity

backstory inherent to the arcana role

she does not have hang ups about not being human specifically and embraces cathood quite well

instead her issues stem from feelings of comparative inadequacy and not knowing what her role in life and on the team is supposed to be, especially after the PTs get a dedicated navigator

similar to her canon arc, she does mostly handle these feelings by focusing on trying harder & with more purpose rather than growing resentful

when Morgana coined the ‘Lady Ann’ nickname it stuck and now everyone calls her that

still has a widdle crush on Shiho

the only reason Akechi has any side confidants

vii. the chariot – makoto

Makoto handles pressure from Sae far worse in this one

attempted to investigate and expose Kamoshida’s behavior on her own last year and got kicked off the student council for her trouble

grades are suddenly hard to keep up even though she’s putting in the same amount of effort if not more. keeps being left ‘accidentally’ out of the loop about important info. school just kind of making it clear it doesn’t like her anymore

entire social circle crumbled and no support from Sae who at this point is simply mad at her for ‘sabotaging herself for childish reasons’ 

would have eventually snapped in some self-destructive way if she didn’t meet someone who gets it

disillusioned, desperately lonely, and stewing in a lot of suppressed rage

in light of this it’s not surprising that she and Akechi end up bonding pretty much right away in spite of his typically raised hackles

used to be friends with Haru in middle school

vi. the lovers – haru

while Okumura still has a Palace, his behaviour towards Haru is more distant and less outright abusive, and she does not have an engagement hanging over her

instead Kamoshida creeps on her, fixated on adding a demure chaebol princess to his conquests 

Haru’s having trouble rebuffing him as she has issues setting down boundaries with men in general due to her proper upbringing, and is of course scared of his position of authority

in particular, the rooftop garden becomes a hazard for being cornered instead of a sanctuary; 

(fortunately it is also a prime place to be overheard by anyone who's heading up there for definitely not a teen vigilante meeting)

Kamoshida lets out that Haru is the Okumura Foods heiress, which makes her seem like a stuck-up rich princess to the Shujin rumor mill and leaves her ostracized

with regards to Makoto: in Shujin Kamoshida Issues forced them to drift apart, and now, even though both of them want to reignite the middle school friendship, each is reluctant to involve the other in her own respective mess via association

(pictured: childhood friend matching bwacelets)

after that is sorted, they reconnect and begin a prolonged awkward romance dance

(meanwhile the rumor mill is busy debating which one of them is dating Akechi)

iv. the emperor – joker ren akira

legal name, under which he is mildly famous, is Ren Amamiya, actual name he goes by is Akira

for these claiming your chosen identity reasons, his codename is Daybreak :)

his parents are both in the entertainment industry, and the second Palace belongs to his father

Dad Amamiya is a formerly acclaimed, currently washed-up movie director. a nightmare to work with who uses his old connections to run people he doesn’t like out of the industry and ruin their careers

his wife is aware of his transgressions but is too attached to the lifestyle to care 

to Akira’s parents, he is more or less a prop in their public performance as a happy picture-perfect celebrity couple; in his father’s Palace, his cognition is played by an actor

he had long since learned that going against his parents achieves nothing, and has been going through the motions keeping his head down until he meets the team

the meeting is a chance encounter prompted by Emperor-typical  overwhelming fascination with Ann, which in his case is because he’s That Much Of A Cat Person 

rest of his arc is about separating himself from his parents’ legacy as somebody who still wishes to pursue a career in entertainment

ii. the high priestess – morgana

he has Ann’s parents and last name since she doesn’t need them anymore

unlike her, he doesn’t handle their constant absence well and is therefore desperate for the Thieves’ companionship (while being just as tsundere about it in human form as he is in canon)

he kickstarts the Kaneshiro plot despite not being on the student council: since he is a very special smart boy, he can absolutely solve Shujin’s mafia crisis all by himself!

(it is probably rather obvious how well this goes)

his arc is a more mundane version of his canon one about recalibrating the self-worth issues and loneliness until he can be comfortable with himself and his place in the group

his awkward crush here is converted into being an even bigger Ann Stan than the rest of them

still besties with Akira. also perpetual ninth wheel

ix. the hermit – yusuke

Madarame does not have a Palace

without the international recognition from stealing Kitagawa-san’s masterwork he has to subsist on smaller-time forgery and predatory contracts and the like

his main victim is Yusuke’s mom, who lived long enough to start actually raising her son, but her poor health made her the perfect exploitable dependant 

after she succumbs to her illness, Madarame proceeds to take his frustrations over losing the convenient setup out on Yusuke in his typical insidious way

over the subsequent years trapped in an abusive living situation you’re told to be grateful for, the comments about how she would have lived longer and created masterpieces if she didn’t have to take care of you accumulate to create the most depressed teenage boy in the world

as far as Madarame’s concerned, if Yusuke’s too miserable to keep up with his schoolwork, it’s just another instance of him being a drain on everyone in his life. Madarame’s not going to cater to him and pay for his scholarship – he can just stay in and keep house, if that’s all he’s good for

that leaves Yusuke just listlessly haunting the place, convinced that all he can really do with his life is wait to die and go to hell for the sin of being himself: he sees his life with Madarame as perpetual penitence for his mother’s death, his work as almost ritual sacrifices to appease him, and the shack as his purgatory [--beginning navigation]

his Palace is stylistically themed after the Shinto Yomi with more general underworld theming as well; cognitive Madarame is of course the final boss, although he only drops the benevolent underworld guide pretence once thoroughly provoked

the gang finds out about All This after a series of Mementos requests from Madarame’s latest underpaid helper

post change of heart we’re getting Yusuke the fuuuck out of there

Sojiro ends up taking him in, first temporarily and then permanently

neither of us has the vocabulary to concisely explain the respective holes in their heads this Yusuke and this Akechi have about each other

team navigator. please take a moment to imagine yusukespeak navigator lines

iii. the empress – sumire

the Okumura setup is still happening (sorry Haru), but the PTs recognize it as bait and stay away, instead ending up doing a different palace entirely

the Palace Ruler for this arc is the Yoshizawas’ abusive coach (not the one from Sumire’s confidant)

a classic unethical teen sports situation with disproportionate pressure and a concerning disregard of their physical and mental wellbeing as long as they Get Results tm

neither of the sisters is good at standing up for herself, which in Kasumi’s case spirals into continuous self-denial for the sake of The Sport and in Sumire’s exacerbates her feelings of inadequacy

at the moment Kasumi is being pushed to compete despite an injury which would put her out of commission, which is the deadline/reasoning to deal with this ASAP

the palace theme is Colosseum/gladiatorial arena, with the implication of entertainment of the masses at the expense of the athletes’ lives

(pictured gladiator!cogsumi)

xi. justice – ryuji

Ryuji is the one to get slapped with the arrest record courtesy of Shido in this one

the consequences for a 14yo on scholarship and with no support system outside of his mom (except he just feels guilty about creating problems for her) are predictably devastating 

he winds up at Shido’s Palace afterwards by accident while loitering around the Diet building, which is where his awakening happens

he’s spotted entering or exiting the Metaverse, which leads to Shido making him the job offer he cannot refuse

initially framed as “help with secret research” in exchange for erasing his record and bankrolling opportunities for a sports career, but it’s not like there are any easy ways out once the requests starts getting seedier

he’s just the Metaverse assassin/errand boy for the conspiracy, no astroturfed public persona

to an extent Ryuji convinces himself this is for the best since many of his targets do very much have it coming and it’s AN outlet for letting out some steam over the bleak as shit view of society he now has, but ultimately this arrangement and all the murder involved make him utterly miserable, and on a level he understands this is not going to end well for him

gives himself away to the Phantom Thieves early and in the dumbest way possible

for all the above reasons, he’s not at all hard to persuade to switch sides and start double-agenting

did you guess who’s faith no you didn’t

○ faith – hifumi

we just really like hifumi so she’s included

at first her deal is a toned down version of her canon arc, with her mom pushing her towards an idol-like career based off of shogi. then her father actually dies

mom’s grief response is to lean in further into building her career, thinking that this is what her dad would have wanted; Hifumi’s own grief response is to start crumbling under that pressure until “I wish I could just be the person my mother wants to see” is the prevailing sentiment

this is where Maruki’s unethical therapy comes in and actualizes her into the perfect teenage celebrity personality

thirdsem Hifumi is terrified she will never be enough as herself and it takes the team effort to get her to let go of the idol persona, but conveniently there are SO many people with parent issues here to talk to her about it .

bonus: xvii. the star – futaba

Wakaba survives the assassination attempt, but is left unable to continue her scientific work, igniting Futaba’s interest in researching the topic herself

her confidant’s Mementos quest block is still her uncle, who is not as horrifically abusive, but treats them poorly and demands Futaba reimburses him for taking care of them financially

Sojiro is still a pseudo-parental figure in her life, but his role is limited since he cannot insert himself into the situation without permission and Futaba conceals the extent of it from him

she becomes available as a confidant during Yusuke’s arc, which still overlaps with the Medjed crisis

her fixation with cognitive pscience leads to digging into the Phantom Thieves leads to offering to deal with Medjed for them – but only if they prove themselves to her by sorting out a specific request that hit a little close to home. cue Yusuke arc

from then on she’s their tech guy

and that's everyone ✧∘* thank you so much for expressing interest and thank you @floodbender for cowriting this post with me ♡

[twstinginthewind]

Hihi!!! Here to be a menace lol

If you could dub each of your twst OCs as one of the major arcana in tarot, which card would represent them? (You can do as many or as few of your OCs as you would like)

Thank you!

I gotta study a little more to see what best fits everyone, since I haven't really studied tarot, but I have looked a little bit into assigning some of them before - for a Persona AU, of all things. I was half tempted to grab my cards, shuffle the major arcana, and just deal some out and assign as I went, but that doesn't feel right, lol! So I asked a pal who's interested in tarot if they had any insights, and we came up with a few.

Here's what I feel is right so far!

Thea Yuuni - the Fool

Like most Yuus, Thea is at the start of a new life story. She's innocent, despite having lived so long, due to her unicorn nature. She's setting off on her adventure, with her little dog? Cat??? direbeast at her side. Because her knowledge of human foibles is minimal, she can be seen as free of those social restrictions, to a point. And she can be reckless, unaware of threats.

Joker Carder - the Lovers

Joker's purpose in this world is three-fold. She's gonna make some music, she's gonna feed people, and most of all, she's gonna spread love around like crazy. Much like her twin brother, she finds it easy to make connections with people. And her heart is fueled by friendship and romance! The Lovers is all about harmony; bringing different elements together to create something greater and more beautiful. That's what Joker wants to do with her life!

Punch Carder - Temperance

Patience, balance, moderation. All traits that an inventor needs in order to be successful, and all parts of Punch's personality. He's the solid center of his friend group, and like his twin sister, he's a harmonizing element among disparate personalities. Punch doesn't like making waves, and prefers calm and peace to fighting things out. Which isn't to say that he doesn't have his passions! But he does his best to make sure that he has balance in his life.

Hiro Vanderveer - Strength

I admit, it was a toss-up for this little guy. His cheerful personality had initially suggested the Sun, but once Strength was brought up, I couldn't look back. Hiro is a happy guy, sure. But he also has the kind of self-confidence and compassion for others that will eventually make him into a leader, and the bravery to calmly get himself firmly inserted into a brutal, competitive field. Theater is not for wimps! He'll be able to move ahead confidently, no matter which way he goes, and he'll be a source of encouragement for the people around him.

I may get back to this and assign some others, too.... I'm trying to connect Nana with the Moon card, but don't have much to link her other than vibes, for instance. But this was a lot of fun to think about, and it gave me an itch to try and draw the cards with my characters at some point! Thank you for this!!

[rindomness]

c. ca n. can i pretty pleas eknow who swaps with who in the phantom shuffle au please please please i just got here but i am so intrigued hi

HELLO YOU'VE ACTIVATED MY AUTISM BEAM WELCOME WELCOME SO GLAD TO HAVE YOU HERE

The shuffles are:

Futaba: Wildcard

Morgana: Chariot

Akechi: Lovers

Yusuke: Magician

Sumire: Priestess

Ann: Empress

Ryuji: Emperor

Akira: Hermit

Haru: Justice

Makoto: Faith

Notice that some of them swap nice and some of them are completely unconnected. This is because I wrote everyone's name down and opened a major arcana randomizer and let it run. I cannot in text express the noise I made when it returned hermit for akira and justice for haru they have been eating at my brain for weeks now and i am. perhaps. neck-deep in fun fun consequences of all of this

[auncyen]

ooooh for the trope thing, that one specific kind of canon divergence AU where canon characters are swapped around :D

This is a tough one lmfao I want to rate it higher because I think it's an interesting concept, but my general experience with it has it sitting at D for me in persona fandom. Black Mask aus in p5 fandom usually make me pause, read the summary, and then keep scrolling. I just don't usually find them convincing about why the other character became Black Mask and how they're a threat without the conspiracy or alternatively why they're working with the conspiracy. (ex. one of the most convincing AUs for Akiren's Black Mask/Akechi's PT characterization tacked on new metaverse powers way bigger than what either Akechi or canon Akiren has to explain how Akiren was a huge threat working truly solo.) So I feel like that counts a D. Every so often I'll read the summary and tags, think "sure I'll give that a try" and browse, and I don't think they're all bad... I just still don't have a Black Mask au that's like YEAH, THAT'S TOTALLY HOW IT'D GO DOWN. I'm not the biggest fan of arcanaswap, either, which usually does the entire cast and seems to make characterization shifts to fit what the arcana's usually been associated with. When you examine each character, sure, there are different arcanas you can associate them with (and I've argued for swapping Ann, Makoto and Caroline/Justine around!) If I see the entire cast being changed I assume I'm not going to like it.

That said in general with fandom I find "what if" interesting, and "what if this character ended up in completely different faction because someone else reached out to them (or similar)" interesting. Hell I've toyed with the idea of an AU where Akiren is functionally the Black Mask but working directly with Yaldabaoth, an AU where Haru was fumbling through the Metaverse and giving people something close to psychotic breakdowns but not quite (between it being Haru and her element being psi I wanna say like. she just gives them waking nightmares, some of them might actually look like changes of heart with the victim screaming confessions to the people they've hurt pleading for it to stop) before her father discovered what she was doing and directed her targets with a mix of "see how corrupt this guy is?"/"you must do your part to help the Okumura name too, Haru (UNLESS YOU WANNA GET MARRIED OFF)" until it goes too far. So like I'm not completely opposed, I'm just... skeptical.

I think the best way to sum this up is that I'm more likely to like a roleswap if it's kind of incidental/secondary to the "what if X's life went differently in this way, how would things work out", with a big focus on characterization, and the more characters that are being shuffled around the more likely it is I won't be interested.

[web-kinz]

A Relationship Reading for Peter the Pumpkin (Swap AU timeline)

Requested anonymously

Please note I'm unfamiliar with the source material! I've done a brief look into Andy's Apple Farm but haven't previously been aware of it. Thank you for your patience while I was working on this!

I've shuffled my deck and drawn three cards. One for the past, one for the present, one for the future. The specific "timeline" can be interpreted however you wish, this is just representative. Your cards as drawn are pictured below

The past: the Hanged Man, upright. Major Arcana.

Don't be intimidated by the name of this card! The hanged man can, quite literally, represent new perspectives. This can extend to letting go of fears and enlightenment. It looks to me like you've always been an interesting presence. Maybe what draws others to you is your ability to think outside of the box!

The present: the Second of Pentacles, reversed. Minor Arcana.

But such is the downside of being such a welcoming presence, I understand that keeping track of relationships can be difficult! Especially if others value your perspective. This card can represent disorganization. Your commitment to others, while obviously admirable, may have resulted in you putting your own needs on the backburner!

The future: the Moon, reversed. Major Arcana.

A common misconception is that a reversed card will always carry a negative meaning. This isn't the case! Every card represents a variety of possibilities and the true meaning comes from personal interpretation as well as the other cards drawn in a reading. That being said, it only makes sense you have a lot of emotions to release. A lot of anxiety, a lot of fear. Especially since you're balancing so many relationships that are important to you! You might even find yourself at a crossroads. And again, this makes perfect sense.

My interpretation here is that you have many relationships that you care about. And, despite everything, it can be anxiety inducing to keep them all on track! You really do care about the others in your life, but in valuing your perspective they might have previously put stress on you. What the future card tells me is that the stresses of your relationships resulted in some messy emotions. This isn't your fault. You've done your very best!

Remember, you're always welcome to do your own research into the meaning of these cards! Half of a reading is interpretation and what I see may not be what you see! Your friends care about you, Peter!

[complete-idiot-inc]

How should I do a Persona 4 Arcana swap AU?

Ever since I made the Persona 5 version, I’ve been curious as to how Persona 4 would look, but with how some of the s-links are formatted and the killer having 2 arcana, I’ve been struggling to decide the format.

Things of note.

1. The Fool and The World are always off the table.

2. Whoever is swapped with the Hermit will be swapped with Mitsuo, the fox gets the arcana of whomever is switched with Mitsuo.

3. Whomever gets Judgment will be switched with Namatame.

[iguanasplit]

WIP: list of P5 AUs

Crown the Pawn: Your ol classic Roleswap Shuake AU but Akechi remembers. goro has to use loki via bluetooth on joker to trigger call of chaos, make him go pyschotic so it maybe unlocks his memory back so they can do shit right. joker isnt very happy with the role he has to play.

Heart of Depth / The Mightiest of Seas (Pirates AU): Ren was a captain at some point and Goro was a pawn for shidos fleet. (its complicated)

Superconduct (Pacific RIM AU): Ren an ex-pilot works on makeshifts jeagers with futaba. Akechi practices solo piloting patrolling and ravaging illegal and unregistered units made outside the corps in the outer suburban areas. The smugglers call him the Black Mask.Akechi finds them scavanging metal components in a discarded unregistered Jaeger(Arsene) in the outer urban areas and he tears Arsene apart. Ren was a perfect Pilot, the best scores, but after something. he starts failing every test. Upon his brief imprisonment and his return his compatibility tests keep failing, he leaves one of the PTs on a comma

Noragami AU: Lowly God Akira, Akechi is Shidos Shinki. working with Nao

Side Hustle (Hades AU): Zag-Akechi, Demigod Prince of thieves Joker.with Nao

Passerine/? (HadesxPJO AU:) child of zeus (unclaimed) akechi praetor, amnesiac hermes child joker, goros very mad about this. with Nao

Arcane AU: Firelight leader (here called the phantoms), Joker, and Enforcer Akechi.

Hunger Games AU: pawn of the revolution joker. games victor goro works both as celebrity and agent for in the games. after winning Joker realizes he is being used by the revolution so he makes his own group to cause mayhem, and Goro double crosses everyone

Arcana Shuffle AU: NG+ only adults remember, joker isnt fated anymore but like remants of weird power and fate clung to him so instead of waking arsene he wakes the fucking reaper, goro's mother is alive, he has a real life and friends and so makoto is the trickster and haru is the other side of the coin. akechis role here starts when jokers unstable state threatens to break the timeline preventing the main events from happening. Goro awakens Robin and arsene.

HermitFaith AU: NG+ where Akechi and Ren remember, but they awaken memories as soon as the game starts, in the arcana swapped roles of Hermit for Akechi and Faith for Ren. They have to navigate the timeline supervising for the main events to ocur and reach the end of the timeline. Goro has a Palace that happens to look like the Engine room, lol

The Forge (Fantasy AU): Altoi crown prophecy, the cursed throne prince akechi decides he wont be doing and fated prophecy prince duty so he becomes a mage in the Norden lands. Joker is a blacksmith apprentice who is actually a pretty good mage himself, hes from Yongen the Fortress, mining town that legally belongs to Altair. Shido is waging war refusing to doom the kingdom because akechi doesnt want to die for the prophecy lol.(im using an old worldbuilding i really love but i never actually put to action). joker is some sort of ex mage from the velvet ring but his soul-bond died and to everyone in the ring you are supposed to have died with your soul-bond. so he isnt well seen in the Velvet Ring anymore. Lavenza Adopts him as blacksmith for custom catalysts. but like mages are pretencious , and full of shit and joker dislikes them

Steampunk/dieselpunk AU (Berserker cyborg Joker AU):

Lesbian SHUAKE aus:

Hockey Lesbians AU: they are angry lesbians playing hockey, originally by ned and swervey

The Night the world ended we- (Post-Apocaliptic AU): Mementos collapsed and they are left to beat yadly on a fistfight.

[kokodain-nation]

I'm inspired again to write a Persona 5 Arcana Swap AU. Been reading a couple of most-recently-updated arcana swap fics and they are so cool.

I did a random shuffle of the arcanas using a random number generator, and I like a handful of them, but I'll mostly choose the ones I want to do.

[theoldandnewfirm]

Goodbye James

Fandom: Trollhunters (Tales of Arcadia)

Pairing: Barbara Lake/Walter Strickler (Stricklake)

Rating: Teen

Summary: A while back I suggested an AU where Barbara kills James and calls on her good friend Walter for help. I decided to write a snippet from that world.

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When the blare of a ringtone jars him from sleep in the middle of the night, Walter automatically reaches for his Order phone. Who else would be calling him at such an unholy hour? But as he swipes the phone off his nightstand the acerbic greeting on his tongue dies. The phone is silent, the screen dark.

It’s his personal phone ringing. The one he reserves for his dealings with humans. The one he keeps on Do Not Disturb at all times because there are no humans he's interested in talking to.

Except one.

Incoming call from Nimue, reads the screen.

Well. That’s not good.

He grabs the phone and answers, all traces of grogginess gone. “Barbara? What’s wrong?”

“Hey, Walt. Can you—can you come watch Jim, for me? For a few hours?”

His heart stutters. The distant, hollow tone in her voice is familiar, but out of place. It belongs to shell-shocked soldiers, or to survivors found shuffling aimlessly through fields of rubble. Not to her.

“What happened?” he asks.

Silence.

Several seconds pass. He tries again, gently, “Barbara?”

“I killed James.”

“You what?”

“Can you please just come over?” Her voice breaks into a sob. He waits while she collects herself. She clears her throat a few times before continuing, “I need—I need to call the cops. And Jim needs someone there with him, because I know they’re going to interrogate him and I won’t—I can’t—” She sniffles, “Please, Walt. I wouldn’t ask if I had anyone else.”

His mind whirs; it had begun composing responses to her plea before she’d finished speaking. “I told you I’d help in any way I could, but I didn’t mean this.” “I appreciate that you trust me so much. And I know you’re afraid. But you must call the police now; it’s the right thing to do.” “Can’t Ms. Domzalski take Jim? She’s blind as a bat, she’ll hardly notice the bloodstains.”

He scrubs a hand over his face. There are no good answers, and one that’s very wrong. It could cost him his career, his freedom, his life—

“Walt?”

—which is the same price she’ll pay if he denies her.

Was this so different from desperate calls and visits he’d received from changelings who, to use the kinder vernacular, had screwed the pooch? He’d cleaned messes bigger than murdered husbands for people he liked far less. And he’d be lying if he said he wouldn’t find great satisfaction in vanishing all traces of James Lake, Sr., from the earth.

He sighs deeply and then, over the klaxons being sounded by his common sense says, “Are you sure your neighbors haven’t called?”

“Called…?”

“The police. Do you hear sirens?”

“N-no. Not yet. I mean, I don’t know if they called, but if they did, they aren’t here yet. The windows are closed, and the blinds are down, I don’t know if they would have seen—”

“Okay. That’s good. Where’s Jim?”

“With—with me. We’re in…a different room from James.”

“Good, good,” he says, voice gentle, soothing. “Barbara, love, here’s what I need you to do. Are you listening carefully?”

“Yes.”

“I need you to stay right where you are. Don’t move, don’t touch anything. Same thing for Jim. It will be tempting to clean off any ev—any blood, or anything else that might have gotten on either of you. But don’t. And do not call the police or anyone else until I arrive. All right?”

“Okay.”

“I’m on my way now,” he says as he climbs out of bed. His body moves on autopilot, assembling the things he needs: dark clothes, a satchel containing certain magical arcana, and his go bag. “I’ll meet you at your back door. If anyone else shows up in the meantime—”

You’re on your own. I’m sorry.

“—then stay calm and deal with them as best you can. And if the police do show up, say nothing without an attorney. Not a single word.”

As an afterthought, he throws the Gun Robot action figure he’d purchased for Jim’s birthday into the satchel. His father’s death was a far better present, though he doubted the boy was at an age to appreciate that. Hopefully the toy would at least distract him while Walter focused on the evening’s work.

He knows shock well; knows that she knows it too, but it’s one thing to be educated on the effects and another to be living them yourself. He asks, in that same comforting tone, “Would you mind repeating back to me what I said?”

“Um…” she sniffles again, “Don’t call the cops. Stay where I am. Don’t touch anything. Don’t answer the door unless I have to. And…you’ll meet me at the back.”

“Perfect,” he says. He eyes the car keys on his nightstand, then dismisses the idea. With no vehicle to tie him to the scene, it'll be harder to prove he was there. “I’ll be there as soon as I can. I know it’s difficult under these circumstances, but please be patient until I arrive.”

He hangs up. After a second’s debate, he leaves the phone on the nightstand, too, for the same reason as the keys.

You’re a fool, his commonsense rages as he quietly exits his apartment. If the courts don’t finish her, Gunmar will. So what if she rots in prison? Or even gets the needle? One way or another her life is over; you’re just prolonging the inevitable.

The apartment building backs out to a greenbelt dotted by thickets and clusters of mature trees. The neighborhood is nearly empty this time of night; he only risks being spotted by vagrants and drunks, and neither were known for their trustworthy testimony.

He exits the gate from the property to the greenbelt and stops under an elm a few yards away from the fence line. Is this foolishness? Yes. Is it pointless in the end? Also, yes.

But the thought of Barbara—clever, beautiful Barbara with all her dreams and potential—shuttered away brings acid to his throat. Knowing that he could have spared her that fate, could have kept her in his life, and did nothing—well that would kill him too, he thinks, in a different way.

And so, in a flash of green he shifts forms and takes to wing.

[jungkookiebus]

Dungeons and Dick | jjk

Genre: nonidol!au, boyfriend!jjk, smut, fluff, crack? Pairing: jungkook x reader Word Count: 3.9k Warnings: dirty talk, face fucking, semi-exhibitionism, pussy slapping, ass slapping, rough sex, unprotected sex Summary: Your DnD group meets weekly and this time your DM, who also happens to be your boyfriend, plans on killing one of your party members until you thwart his plan leaving him pissed off and embarrassed. But Jungkook is not so secret about how much it turns him on when all the others have left.  Author’s Note: look, I like DnD and I wanted to write about Jungkook’s nerdy ass so sue me. ;) also this might be a hot mess. 

You had never seen anything more awful in your entire life, not even in your nightmares. The creature that loomed before you was larger than anything you had encountered before. Your party stood next to you, weapons ready, as you all prepared to face the creature head on. Standing in the underwater cave you had just swam to, almost losing Mando in the process, you were all hoping for a short rest when the creature appeared out of the shadows. Its brown outer shell was covered in algae, seaweed, and barnacles. Its eyes glowed red in the semi darkness and it roared as the tentacles on its chin lashed out at you. You quickly dodged out of the way of one of its swiping pincers and landed right on your feet. Next to you, Tan, pulled out his crossbow and docked it. You watched as he stepped back on his left foot, squinted to line up his shot, and fired. The arrow went neatly into one of the creature’s eyes and its roars echoed in the cave. Just as fast, Tan dropped the crossbow and shifted all his weight to his right foot as he yelled out, energy almost like lightning crackled from his fingers as three beams shot towards the creature. Its screams bounced off the walls and the noise was almost too much as you flinched, covering your ears. Your weapon clattered to the stone floor as you dropped to your knees.

“Lyran!” you heard yelled from across the cavern. Your cleric, Tezu, was maybe fifty feet away from you, halberd in hand as he watched you helplessly.

The creature lunged towards you, pincer open and headed straight where you were kneeling. A clash of metal against the floor, and the sharp light of sparks came into your vision as Tezu dashed across the cavern, halberd hitting the hard stone. Moments before the pincer closed around you, he slid in front of you, on his knees, halberd horizontal to the ground as he thrust it outwards, piercing into the hard shell of the creature. It roared in anger and pain as he jerked the halberd back towards him, pulling it from its grip.

Looking to the side you saw Mando calmly walk closer to the creature, arms outstretched, and you yelled at him to come back, but he didn’t seem to be listening. Saliva dripped from its mouth as it stalked closer to him, knowing it had its prey where it wanted it. But then, as if in moment of revelation, the creature stopped short. It lowered its pincers, tentacles falling limp as it stared dumbly at Mando. Mando’s eyes sparkled as he smiled. Lowering his arms, he looked at the creature for a bit longer before he said, “Go home.”

The creature didn’t even seem to ponder the demand as it slipped into the waters you swam out of and back into the depths. Next to you, Tezu sat back on the ground, winded and tired.

“Good one, Mando,” Tan said while picking his crossbow back up off the ground.

Mando was all smiles as he turned around, jutting his arm up into the air.

“Are you kidding me?!” Jungkook yelled.

“Hey, Dominate Monster is a good spell, man. I knew it’d come in handy when I leveled up.”

Jimin was grinning from ear to ear across the table as Jungkook glared at him from over the DM screen. Jimin had railroaded his efforts into making your party struggle to get to the ancient item.

You sat with your eyes closed listening to the sounds around you. Next to you, Taehyung sat clicking a pen, across the table Hoseok was sifting through some papers, and to your right at the head of the table, Jungkook sat tapping his foot as he shuffled his notes, figuring out what to do next. You heard the telltale sound of plastic against hardwood as someone dropped the contents of their dice bag.

“Shit,” you heard Hoseok mutter under his breath.

The smell of jalapenos from the nachos you just devoured reached your nose as you scratched your face. Beside you, Taehyung started to click the pen faster as he got more antsy. Blindly, you reached out and placed your hand over his. You felt him relax and drop the pen before sitting back in his chair.

“Well,” Jungkook huffed, “what do you guys do next?”

“What else is in this cavern?” Taehyung asked from beside you.

“There’s two doors. One has the carving of a fist on it with two swords behind it and a dragon encircling it.”

You heard Hoseok furiously taking notes and grinned to yourself. You never tried to really remember anything from this campaign. You were chaotic alignment after all.

“The other door has a raven carved onto it and it’s perched on a skull that seems to be balanced on a stack of books.”

“Can I do an arcana check to see if there’s any spells on the door?” Hoseok asked as he grabbed his character sheet.

“Sure,” Jungkook agreed.

Hoseok picked through his dice before grabbing the one he needed, rolling it in his hand, and let it fall to the table.

“That’s a 15 with a plus 2, so 17 arcana check, do I sense anything?”

“Soooo, the door with the fist seems like it has no magic on it, but the raven door is just oozing with magic. Like, it feels like maybe the spell on this door was just recently…I don’t know…renewed or something.”

“Hey guys!” Hoseok perked up as if you hadn’t heard anything Jungkook just said, “This raven door is just riddled with magic.”

“Alright, let’s open it. I walk up and attempt to open the door,” you said as you readied a dice in your hand.

“Wait!” Jimin yelled. “I attempt to stop her before she reaches it.”

“Too late,” Jungkook said, “give me a Constitution saving throw.”

You dropped the dice from your hand and looked at the number, already having memorized your character sheet.

“23.”

“Your arm kinda feels funny for a second, but nothing happens but the door doesn’t open.”

“Okay, warlock man, can you help us out?” you said, turning towards Taehyung.

Taehyung thought for a moment as he tapped his pursed lips, brows furrowed in concentration as he blankly stared at the table.

“What if…,” he started, “neither one of these doors are real?”

“Didn’t the tome say something about three paths?” Hoseok asked, perking up.

“Do you still have True Seeing?” you asked, leaning over and peering down at his sheet. “You do! Use it on me!”

“Okay, I wanna cast True Seeing on _____ and see if she sees anything.”

“What do I see?” you asked turning to Jungkook.

“You do see a third door to the right of the raven door. That door has something that looks like a crown made of flames in front of a castle.”

“A castle we know?”

“No.”

“Can I try to open it?” you asked.

“You can do whatever you want, babe.”

“No babe at the table, Jungkook, you’re the DM and I’m Lyran, your chaotic dwarf bard.”

He rolled his eyes and looked down at his notes.

“I’m gonna open it.”

“As soon as you open the door, there’s a ripple of dark magic and an Efreeti comes out of the door annnddddd I’m going to need all of you to roll for initiative.”

There was a collective groan as everyone gathered themselves for yet another encounter.

As the fight wore on you could tell that Jungkook was trying to kill a party member. The Efreeti was getting every save throw and everyone had taken fire damage at one point. You waited nervously, trying to keep your hit points up enough to pull out the spell Jungkook didn’t know you had. Last time, the party had leveled up and you spent that night restructuring your character.

When it got to your turn, Jungkook turned to look at you with such a cheeky grin that you were almost sad to be the one that would wipe it off. The pure satisfaction you would feel when you killed his elemental would be sweet. You had been adding up the damage everyone was dealing and if your calculations and guess were correct, the creature was probably under 100 hit points.

“Okay,” you breathed as if you weren’t sure what to do. You wanted Jungkook to believe he had won this round. “How far away is he from me?”

“About 70 feet.”

“Perfect. I’m going to move 10 feet and cast Power Word Kill and the word of power I use is…boji*.”

Hoseok’s peals of laughter made Taehyung jump in his seat as he too devolved into a fit of giggles. Jimin slid off his chair as he pointed at Jungkook who blanched.

“If I’m guessing correctly, your Efreeti is under 100 hit points, yes?”

All Jungkook could do was stare, open mouthed, and totally betrayed.

“Your creature’s dead.”

Hoseok screamed with laughter again as he clung to Jungkook’s arm. His attempt to placate a shocked Jungkook wasn’t working through his tears so he gave up and collapsed to the floor. Taehyung pulled you into a side hug so hard you had to push him away.

“We’re done for the night,” Jungkook said while standing and shuffling his papers into a stack before laying the screen down over them.

“Oh, come on!” Hoseok said from the floor.

“You were trying to kill us!” Jimin cried.

“I don’t think he was expecting us all to make it out alive,” Taehyung muttered as you watched Hoseok pull Jimin up from the floor.

“Don’t be mad!” Taehyung half pleaded from his seat. He could not care less how Jungkook felt about you killing his creature. He was already stuffing his keys into his pocket as he dropped his Player’s Handbook and dice bag into his backpack. “I’ve got class in the morning, so I’ll see you guys next week. Jungkook just shoot me a text with the XP I got, or I’ll kill you.” He bent over, placing a kiss to your cheek before waving to everyone else and heading out.

Hoseok and Jimin followed behind soon after. They both lived together a couple of blocks down from your building.

Jungkook was still moping around your apartment as you cleaned the crumbs and extra paper off the table.

“Are you really that mad?” you asked after he hadn’t said a word for quite a few minutes.

“You’re always just railroading me.”

“That’s the point.”

“But every time?!”

“You’re being very childish over a game, JK.”

He turned to you, turning his heated gaze on you as he stalked across the room. He came towards you swiftly with no signs of stopping and you subconsciously backed up until you heard the strange, hollow thunk of your back hitting the picture window. He stood, towering over you as you looked up at him. He looked heated and almost ready to argue until you saw his pupils blow. Reaching behind you, he pulled you by the ass towards him before lifting you up easily, your legs wrapping around his waist, as he practically slammed you into the glass again; the window shaking just a little and causing your muscles to tense even though you knew it’d take greater pressure to break. His lips were on yours swiftly as he used his body weight to keep you trapped against the window as his hands wandered up your waist underneath your shirt. He pressed himself into you as your legs tightened around his waist, fingers tangled in the hair at his nape as he kissed you harder. He reached behind him, grabbed your wrists, and pinned them to the window above you as he continued to kiss you and drag your bottom lip between his teeth.

“You’re so hot when you know what you’re doing,” he whispered as he began to pepper kisses down your throat.

“What? At DnD?” you moaned as your head bumped against the window.

“Yea, even if you do fuck with me.”

You grinned as his teeth grazed the skin of your collarbone, both hands still firmly held above your head.

“Baby, I created that character to fuck with you.”

He practically growled as he ground himself against you. His cock was already rock hard under the rough denim fabric of his jeans. Whimpers escaped your lips as he harshly pushed against the thin fabric of your leggings. His teeth bit into soft skin of your shoulder and his grip on your wrists was bruising as he circled his hips, creating friction against your clit. His breathing was thick and heavy as he tortured himself further. Still keeping you aloft with sheer core strength alone, his other hand was up under your sweater. You gasped as his cold fingertips danced along the underside of your breast; nipples immediately hardening before he even touched them.  He cupped and squeezed your breast desperately under the softness of your sweater, causing varying heightened sensations inside of you.

“Just wait until I put you in your place, baby.”

He ground himself even harder against you, knowing you were soaking every bit of fabric between you, desperate for more and willing to do whatever it took. Your hot skin squeaked along the window as your sweater rose with Jungkook’s hand. Without warning, he shifted his weight backwards and your legs slipped down to the floor, thankfully catching yourself before you landed on your ass. His grip on your hands never loosened, however.

He dipped down, face so close that your noses were almost touching as he looked you in the eyes. His flitted back and forth between yours as he seemed to be searching for something. He ran his pointer finger over your lips and your body involuntarily flushed with goosebumps. Bending the tip of his finger, he pulled your lip downward before letting it pop back.

“Can I fuck this pretty mouth of yours?”

Your mouth salivated instantly. “Yes.”

“Good girl.”

He let go of your hands and stood back from you while he started to undo the button on his pants.

You rubbed your sore wrists as you watched him.

“Right here?” you asked quizzically. You turned to look out of the window, very much on display for the rest of the world to see.

“Right here, baby,” he said while stepping out of his jeans. His cock was hard and outlined in his black boxer briefs, but it was when he turned to the side that you saw how hard he was, and you didn’t think twice as you dropped to your knees.

He raised an eyebrow as he turned back to you, a little surprised at your sudden submission. Reaching upwards, you hooked your hands in the band and pulled them down past his thighs. His cock bounced in front of you, red and leaking already. You licked your lips expectantly as you positioned yourself better on your knees, back still to the window. Jungkook’s gaze never wavered from you, nonplussed as he was to be bare in front of the window. Knowing he’d want control you placed both hands on his thighs as you let your mouth drop open, tongue waiting for its prize. He smiled that lopsided smile you always found endearing, but now it took on another personality as he grabbed both sides of your head, guiding your mouth to his cock. Slowly, it laid heavy on your tongue as he slid it in. He moaned as soon as you wrapped your lips around him and relaxed your throat. He hissed as he hit the back of it, causing you to tighten slightly, and waiting a beat before pulling out slowly. His fingers tightened in your hair as he gently thrust into your mouth again, building you up to where he wanted you. You looked upwards as his eyes met yours; his were black as night as his pupils blew even wider while his cock slid easily in and out of your mouth. Minutely, you dug your fingertips into his thighs a little more, signaling that he was okay to do whatever he wanted. Taking a deep breath through your nose you prepared for what was going to come next. He pulled out until the head was about to pop from your lips, eyes never leaving yours before he slammed back into your throat harshly causing you to choke around him.

“Fuck,” he moaned as he held himself there, head thrown back, and his hands tight in your hair.

His thigh muscles tensed under your hands as he thrust with more purpose. His thumbs slipped down your cheeks to the corners of your mouth. Jungkook loved using you this way and the evidence of it across his thumbs as drool slipped from the corners of your mouth, turned him on even more as he swiped the sticky wetness across the apples of your cheeks. Tears slipped from your eyes the more he restricted your breathing and soon your cheeks were soaked. His fingers slid back into your hair, wetting some of it as it stuck to your skin. He pulled your head onto him as he thrust forward. You were soon unable to hold back the choking noises as he fucked your mouth harder and harder, drool slipping down past your chin, sliding down your neck, and wetting the neck of your sweater.

With a gasp from him and an inhale of breath from you, he pulled completely from your mouth and stumbled backwards a few steps, chest heaving with the effort. He grabbed you by the wrist, pulled you up from the floor, and had your body flush with his as he reached around, fingers digging into the seam of your leggings, and pulled. The sound of fabric ripping filled the room as he ripped the ass of your leggings, exposing you to the cold air and window behind you, revealing your lack of panties. You barely had time to catch your breath before he had you bent over the arm of the couch, face buried into the cushions and throw pillows. His hand came down hard on one of your ass cheeks and the sting caused you to cry out as he rubbed a soothing hand over the spot. Not a second later, he landed a slap on the other, letting it sting for a few before he was soothing you once more. Your skin flushed with each connection, the sting sending chills of pleasures to the rest of your body. You shuddered helplessly on the couch as Jungkook landed slap after slap on your ass until you were sure they were just as red as his cock.

“You’re gonna ruin the couch,” he said as he dipped his hand between your legs. You had been absolutely dripping from the beginning and now you could feel it as fresh waves of arousal washed over you.

“Please,” you murmured; cheek pressed against the cushion. You wiggled your ass in an attempt to entice him, but it just landed you another slap that burned deliciously as your skin swelled.

He grabbed handful of your ass cheeks, spreading them to look at your dripping pussy.

“So pretty, baby.”

He rubbed his cock in between them, slowly and tortuously now.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

You whined as your fingers bit into the soft fabric, feeling the lines of thread as your fingernails caught in them.

He pushed in just as slowly as he did with your mouth and you couldn’t help the guttural moan that left your throat as he filled you up completely. You felt his hips stutter ever so slightly as your warmth enveloped him. His fingers bit into your waist as his other hand balled your sweater into his fist, creating leverage as he began to fuck you harder and harder. Your hips dug into the arm of the couch painfully as his snapped into you. Your sweater pulled tighter and tighter against your upper body the more he pulled, using every inch of you to fuck himself.

It seemed a moment too soon, when minutes later he pulled out and landed a slap directly against your pussy.

“Shit,” you gasped as you lifted your head, hands grappling with the fabric beneath you as you tried to find purchase and ground yourself to the here and now.

Jungkook had your head spinning anew as he slapped you even harder this time.

“Switch,” he said simply as he pulled you up from the couch.

Your entire body protested as you stiffly stood from the position you had been bent into for so long, but he didn’t care as he sat on the couch, legs spread, and waiting. He braced his hands on your waist as you slung your leg over his and positioned yourself over his cock. He pulled you down, hard, onto him and you cried out as you braced yourself on his shoulders.

“Ride me,” he said through gritted teeth. He was practically shaking as he held onto your waist still.

You rolled your hips the way you knew he liked it and you watched as his eyes rolled back and his head hit the back of the couch, hair fluffing out to the sides as it softly framed his head. Holding onto him tighter, you used him as you lifted yourself now and again, sitting back down hard, before grinding your hips in a way that had you rubbing your clit against his pelvis. Soon, head lifted and through hooded eyes he watched as your body undulated above him, torso still wrapped in soft pink cashmere, hair spilling past your shoulders, and eyes shut in bliss. He pushed your sweater up and over your breasts as he wrapped one arm around your back, bringing you closer, and pulled your nipple into his mouth. He hummed against your skin and you felt yourself gush around his cock as he bit and sucked softly. You felt more than saw him plant his feet firmly on the floor as he took over thrusting into you faster than you were riding him. The force of his thrusts had you bouncing down hard on his cock and you felt the familiar pressure build as your vision clouded with pure pleasure. Heat built inside of you until it felt like a consuming fire.

“That’s it, baby. Come all over me with that pretty pussy. You’re so beautiful, baby,” he muttered breathlessly as your whines became more pitched.

Your body tensed as your breath caught in your throat, coming hard, hands gripping his shoulders, as your mouth fell open, but no sound escaped. Exhaling and then breathing in just as fast, a small scream escaped your lips as he continued fucking you through the orgasm and sending you into yet another intense one before you had time to breathe.

He pulled you up off his cock just enough to reach around and grip himself firmly in his fist, jacking himself off fast and hard as the head of his cock still nudged closely to your entrance. You wrapped your arms around his neck, knees planted firmly into the couch as you brought your lips to his and captured them in a kiss. His thighs began to shake beneath you as you rotated your hips over the head of his cock, his hand working over himself furiously until you felt him come. Hot strings of cum landed against your pussy and dripped down back over himself as he slowed his hand, body jerking every once in a while, with the aftershocks of his orgasm.

Collapsing against him, you were both breathing hard as you came down from your highs.

“Remind me,” you said breathing heavily, “to kill your characters more often.”

*boji or 보지 is the Korean word for cunt, muff, or pussy.

[magicianapprenticelyra]

Day 2: Touch(y)

@sweetalnazar

Featuring Lyra Nguyen and Asra Alnazar; Modern AU

(Close Friendship, Pre-Romantic Relationship)

“How long do you think she’s going to be angry at me?”

“Asra, she has no right to be this pissed at you.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“I’ll probably know for sure in about . . . two hours?”

Asra winces at that assessment, barely able to prevent himself from tripping over a tree root in the sidewalk as Lyra continues ahead.

“It’s not your fault!” she calls back, slowing down enough for him to finally catch up.

“Wh-when you said that your mom can blow things out of pr-proportion—” Asra chokes on air, coughing. Lyra reaches into her drawstring bag, handing her friend a plastic water bottle. Asra takes it with a quiet thanks, waterfalling the contents into his mouth.

“This is actually mild compared to the other bullshit she’s pulled.”

Asra grimaces, struggling to keep up with her when she resumes power walking. This situation is flipped from when Asra wanted to go go go somewhere; he didn’t like this one bit.

“Where are we going?”

“I’m going to stuff my face with food,” Lyra replies simply. “There’s a small Vietnamese place that cooks the best popcorn chicken with their rice down this way—” Lyra walks on, rattling on with commentary about a third of the menu before she stops and turns to face Asra again, giving him a small smile. “I’ll even pay for whatever you want to get, too. Cap is $200 altogether, for the both of us. Is that okay?”

“Y-yeah . . . no, no problem . . .” Asra's breathless. He gets properly upright once at the door of the establishment. When Lyra opens the door, the bell above clangs into the metal frame it hangs off of.

The smell of good food welcomes them both.

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Later . . .

Asra, having the end of his chopsticks hovering close to his lips, watches Lyra consume another bowl of fried rice and a side of dumplings. The aisle-side of the booth’s table has a wall consisting of plates, bowls, and various utensils. Asra looks to the busser, sympathetic when they stop by the table for the third time to clear it. He places his chopsticks horizontally over his bowl of phở, exhaling softly.

“Ly?”

“Mmph?” Lyra stops eating, one cheek full of food as she looks at him. Seeing his expression, she carefully turns to the side.

Shielding the lower half of her face with her hand, Lyra quickly chews what’s in her mouth. With each swallow, she chases it with her tea, wincing at the heat. Once she’s done, Lyra quickly grabs tissues from the napkin dispenser against the wall. With one hand, she works on getting rid of what’s leftover on her mouth and lips. Her other hand rubs the area under her hyoid bone.

“Ow . . .” she rasps.

“You’re not Faust!” Asra teases, but there’s still that edge of worry in his voice.

Lyra glances at him, her dark brown eyes unexpectedly meeting Asra’s own. Her eyes widen, taking in the brown curls framing his face. She quickly averts her gaze to the table itself. Her eyes bore into the resin tabletop.

“Do you think you’re done?”

She nods.

“Okay. You still want to pay for all of the stuff we ate?”

She nods again, taking the table’s number stand with her as she goes to the register a ways behind Asra. He finishes up his bowl of phở and leaves a hefty tip on the table when the busser comes. He thanks them, getting to his feet when Lyra returns soon after.

After they box their leftovers, the pair walk single-file out the door. Outside, they maneuvered themselves to walk side by side.

“Where do you want to go next?”

“I don’t wanna go back to my uncle’s yet,” Lyra murmurs.

“I know . . .”

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Lyra is much, much slower with a stomach full of food. Asra's relieved, especially since he has an inkling he might have pulled something while tripping over the tree root earlier.

"How are you feeling?" Asra asks, looking over at her.

"Not that good." Lyra hugs herself around her abdomen, looking a little green.

Asra winces. He looks around them, immediately spotting a bodega up ahead.

“Ginger ale or—?"

"The lemon-lime one this time, please," Lyra rasps, swallowing thickly.

He's off like a shot, making Lyra laugh when he zips past the front door. In a few moments he zooms back to her, quickly wiping the top of the can with his shirttail before passing it to her.

Lyra gently taps the top of the can with a fingernail. She holds it away from herself, tugging on the pull-tab before shuffling to the side of the sidewalk.

The both of them stand under the awning of a boarded up building, graffitied with all sorts of art.

"No 'splosion," Lyra exhales in relief. She carefully sips on the drink, lightly coughing.

Asra nods, barely able to hide his concern as she closes her eyes.

Lyra was prone to eating her feelings. That wasn't the surprising thing. Asra has seen her stress-eat during final exams back in high school, but this was something else.

Bzz. Bzz.

"That's you," Lyra murmurs.

You left your phone back at your uncle's? Asra didn't voice these thoughts, instead checking on the messages he's received. As expected, they were all from Lyra's family.

🏒Neha: Where are you guys?

💻 Walt: Still a bit dicey back here. I think you kids can come back around 4 or 5 o'clock though.

🍰 James: Bao and Mai are still yelling at each other. Going to be a while yet. Everything ok?

Asra answers them all to the best of his ability, immediately pocketing his phone.

It's only just after 2 p.m.

"What they say?"

"Your uncle and mom are still discussing things—" He blinks in surprise when Lyra snorts derisively, shaking her head.

"Well, what do you want me to say about it?" Asra shifts his weight from one foot to another, assessing her body language.

"I know they're at each other's throats still. You don't need to protect me from that." Lyra gives him a rueful smile.

"I'm sorry,” Asra murmurs softly.

Lyra gently nudges her elbow to his upper arm. "It wasn't my fault, much less yours."

"She got really angry today."

"We were just snuggled together—" Lyra stops to scoot back from the sidewalk, allowing a parent and their gaggle of children to pass before continuing,

"—we fell asleep watching t.v. in the living room. Mom didn't have to surprise us with a visit."

"It's just her up here, right?"

"Mhm. Vinh is back with Theodore. I'm just happy my mom didn't hit you with anything more substantial."

Asra laughs. "The pillow was within reach—better than the lamp on the side table.”

"I would feel terrible if she did."

"She didn't though."

Lyra nods, exhaling softly. "I'm sorry I freaked you out earlier. I must've looked like a Sarlacc pit."

"You're nowhere near that" Asra nudges his upper arm against hers. "I don't blame you for what happened."

"I still say she's blowing it out of proportion!"

“Perhaps, but she wanted to protect you.”

“She assumes the worst in everyone around her, Asra. Theodore is the only one that’s not subject to it anymore. It’s really not healthy. Aside from my father being a major part of why I left, why do you think I wanted so badly to stay with my uncle?”

“Mmm . . .” Asra hums, exhaling.

He scoots back over to her, positioning himself so that shoulder to shoulder, they’re touching. In turn, Lyra leans over just enough to have the side of her head rest upon his shoulder.

They still had a few hours to kill. There weren’t any NO LOITERING signs nearby, either. For the time being, this was a perfect spot to rest in.

A/N: I took it in a bit of a different direction. (^w^)

Context for who is who in here—

Lyra Nguyen is related to her uncle Bảo through her mother, Mai. Theodore is Mai’s current significant other, but not married to her (yet). Vinh is Lyra’s biological younger sister.

Walterine Aster is—from the canon Arcana timeline—the aunt Ly inherits The Shop from in Center City. In modern AU, she’s a single mother who has a daughter named Neha. She’s known James and Bảo for years, having met the former back in their college days.

James Cionaodh is Bảo’s partner (married). These two live with Walterine and Neha because living where they are—modern equivalent to San Francisco—is expensive as all hell.

Neha is roughly the same age as Vinh in this modern AU. She is technically Ly’s cousin by marriage from the canon Arcana timeline (long story), but in that timeline they’re essentially sisters, at least Pre-Red Plague and post Upright/a few Reversed timelines.

I’ll probably need to make a separate post for this but, thank you so much for reading!

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