#akira kurusu in drag

[blueskittlesart]

what are your thoughts on shuake yuri

they're girls. to me

[ameamedraws]

Lovingly tucking your rival’s hair behind his ear and telling him you hate him: Akechi’s attempt to make sense of his contradicting feelings

[taitavva]

home sweet home

[cookkoo]

Drawtober 2023 day 30: Rush

"Look at Yusuke and that speed! Nothing can stop this guy!" "Hey Ryuji! What are you doing!? Are you giving up!?" "Ren! You are slowing down! C'mon!"

Previous days: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12][13][14][15][16][17][18][19][20][21][22][23][24][25][26][27][28][29]

[kishiioi]

Akira dressing up for a shift at the crossroads bar at lala-chans insistence

[buneeto]

the detective and his watson

day 5 : crossdressing

akechi's design is by @depressodium !

bonus dancing wip under cut

credits:

akira: samuellovesmilk, lumialle, ATLUS

goro: lumialle, ATLUS, xelandis, helsoseira, zekal231, samuellovesmilk, mihoyo, 3DCG

stage: samuellovesmilk, ATLUS

ray-mmd 1.5.2 (rui), ikdiffusion

song: Will Power - Persona 5

motion: Mr. Kiwii/SushiiiAnimations from DSN (ATLUS)

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

akira..!

[edenfire]

💘 Shuake Week- Day 5- Crossdressing 💘

"aw, c'mon baby! smile for the camera~"

or I couldn't decide what I wanted goro's drag outfit to be, but I ended up drawing him in a nurse outfit again🤦‍♀️💦

[renamamiyaweekly]

ren! at lala-chans does she have you wear makeup?? i think a fierce smokey eye would suit you n yr dress!!

[weloveakechi]

WIP Wednesday

I am excited for you guys to get a little peek at what I’m cooking up for chapter 5 of As Dreamers Do!

“Is it?” Kurusu gives him a strange look, “Isn’t stopping the bad guys the job of a detective?” 

Goro tightens his hold on his briefcase, “That is why I wanted to gather information. It is only fair to give someone an opportunity at repentance in reality.” 

Gray eyes sharpen to gunmetal, “And if they refuse?” 

He doesn’t hesitate, “Then that is what the law is for.” 

“What about when the law won’t do anything?” Sakamoto bursts in, watering the tension between Goro and Kurusu in an instant, “Kamoshida’s got the whole damn school under his thumb with no one willing to report him!”

[m-a-d-m-i-r-r-o-r]

I can't help it, I think Joker is queer as fuck (and would be and awesome Drag Queen) 🏳️‍🌈✨

[frickingnerd]

love triangle with ren & akechi

pairing: goro akechi / crow x gn!reader x ren amamiya / akira kurusu / joker

tags: competitive!goro & ren, tons of jealousy, wholesome fluff, rivalry, clingy!akechi, supportive!phantom thieves (of ren)

both boys have a small crush on you at first, but after noticing that the other one is interested in you as well, their rivalry extends to you!

akechi and ren almost act normal when they're alone with you. but as soon as the other one is added to the equation, they begin flirting with you, just to annoy the other one!

both boys also try to one-up each other at anything they can to impress you! whether it's dart, pool or baseball, they can't help compete at everything there is

and there are also quite a few times where you'll be dragged into a discussion over how just the phantom thieves are or if your favorite detective prince is the true just one!

it's always akechi starting those little competitions, but ren is never too shy to try and win any competition akechi starts!

akechi is the more jealous one, which is why he tries so hard to impress you and become your favorite! but ren isn't much of a fan of seeing you too close to akechi either…

it's incredibly obvious that the two boys like you! yet both believe they are so sly, especially akechi. but everyone around them, including you, knows they're in love with you…

akechi is the clingy one, due to his constant jealousy! he likes to take you to his public appearances, to start rumors that he's dating you

meanwhile ren has the support of his friends when it comes to you, who are constantly trying to set him up with you!

[manias-wordcount]

How about an Akira Kurusu x shadow!reader? I think that could be very interesting

Shadow! Reader HCs (Akira Kurusu)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

So obviously he’d be more into the real thing rather than your shadow because shadows are kind of pathetic creatures at heart and are really hard to tolerate LMAO

But since your shadow has the same face and voice (almost anyways), the line gets a little blurry when it comes time to approach either one of you

So fighting your shadow in mementos is probably a conflicting moment for him

On one hand, he knows how hard you’ve had it personally- even though you’ve done everything in your power to hide it from him

It was also through Morgana’s and Akira’s combined snooping powers that he was even able to find enough information to find your shadow

And only then did you really spill your guts about everything (even though it wasn’t actually you)

But on the other hand, he knows that defeating the shadow version of you is the first step to 

So expect the battle to drag out longer than it should because he really doesn’t want to fight you

But also expect him to be very gentle with your shadow when the fight is over and he goes to talk to your shadow one last time

He might even slip a few words in there about relying more on your friends *cough* him *cough*

[akirchi]

LIGHTING A CANDLE!

“i hate all of you, and nothing can change that.”

— characters: akira kurusu / ren amamiya, akechi goro

— pairing: akira x gn! reader, akechi x gn! reader (can be seen as romantic or platonic) , akechi x akira

— content warning: swearing , mention of decapitated heads , murdering cognitive , flirting , depression , r! is a wildcard , r’s! phantom thirf get up isnt explicitly described, rather long.

it was like last time but this time you turned out… different? it was like someone lighting you up with a lighter— like lighting a candle but you were the wax this time, not the lighter, melting every time someone relighted it.

you were burning out, and you were not getting better. since when was the last time you actually felt like you accomplished something?

the last time you made someone proud? the last time someone appreciated you or the hard work you do?

when was the last time you were so happy? felt like you were unstoppable? felt like you were worthy of being in their presence?

why were you a wildcard? there was nothing special about you unlike them. they were special, why’d you think you were special like them?

they can accomplish more then you can. grabbed their diplomas and left you in the dust, with what? they didn’t bother texting you? calling you? when was the last they cared about you?

all of your friends succeed in your dream and you stuck here, being a useless, scum bag, author. you were a famous writer now sure, but why’d you think it was like to ann’s modeling job? yusuke’s art? akechi and akira’s detective work?

you were slowly running out of will, and the fire is almost burned out…

“god, are you stupid, [name]?” you groaned while dragging a hand down your face, your black sweater getting scrunched up as you shoved your hands back into your pockets to look at a familiar place.

leblanc. the place your friend group solely promised to meet up every time they had a break, like right now on this entire break. you swallowed a bundle of saliva and forcing yourself to walk to the door.

shaky hands taking the door knob and opening it, the bell ringing and the place going silent to look at whoever opened the door before it erupted to loudness.

“[name]! omg, it’s been so long since i saw you!” ann greeted first with a hug, as you stood there awkwardly and patting her back. her separating, letting her take in your appearance.

“woah! [name], you look a lot skinner and paler!” ryuji said, almost sounding like a insult to anyone who was outside the friend group.

it was obvious that you were gonna make a snarky reply but it shocked everyone when you didn’t but mumble a uh-huh and went to sit yourself beside makoto, going onto your phone.

everyone thought you were just in a sour mood since your two bestfriends weren’t here yet, so they went back to conversing with eachother.

it was so insufferable to be here. the noise felt like someone was drilling into your head, the way they didn’t bother checking up on you. ignoring you like you were just a crumb on a table.

that was until the bell rang again, there stood in all their glory; akechi and akira, the former phantom thieves went up to the two, one gritting their teeth and clutching their fist, sneaking out quickly when everyone was distracted.

the person disappearing all of a sudden didn’t go unnoticed to the two, you were the first person they laid eyes on and the first person they wanted to see on this meetup.

you declined any other meetup, you stopped responding with a decent flow, you just… disappeared off the gc. you never opened it until a few months ago, and that was when this meetup was planned.

the two of them missed you dearly. you were the one who kept them in shape whenever it was just the three of you exploring mementos despite it being such dangerous for a low number of people but hey, you three weren’t the strongest for no reason.

no one knew what you were going through, you didn’t blame them— i mean, you never told anyone about your problems. how were they supposed to know? this was entirely your fault, and you take full responsibility.

“so, you think [name]… has a palace?” a hangout that was supposed to be fun had turned a drastic one. the air was tense and no one dared to cut it. they should’ve noticed it sooner, you walked in acting differently and then disappeared.

“it’s most likely. the odds are there but we’re not really sure. something’s clearly bothering them and it’s formed into a bigger problem.“ akechi placed a hand underneath his chin, clearly hiding behind a mask to cover up the fact that he’s worried and would rather deal with this problem himself.

“either way, have you found out their code words?” futaba pointed out, standing up from the booth. akira and akechi looked at each other for second and nodded, as akira pulled out his phone.

[name] [lastname]

prison

shibuya

the room flickered a bit, sudden memories of their early phantom thieves activities rushing through their head. they truly did miss the thrill of running through palaces, yet they didn’t expect one to be their fellow teammate.

ann sighed, looking down at her lap guilty, “to think they’d have a palace.” yusuke hummed in response, “they think shibuya is a prison for them?” akira pulled his lips into a straight line.

he had remembered how you wanted out of shibuya, to travel the world without any shackles. it’s sorta ironic that you’d think shibuya was like a prison for you, he could almost give a pity laugh.

“enough chit-chatting. let’s go find their treasure.” makoto stood up, saying those words sternly with everyone on board with her words. akechi sighed and pushing himself off the counter, sending the leader of the phantom thieves a look before they were sent off into your palace.

joker looked down, seeing himself and everyone else in their costumes which… confused him. you saw them as threats? you? someone who had always cherished the rest and never crossed them? he guesses things might’ve changed these past years.

as they descended into the palace, cognitive versions of the others had emerged, each one posing as boss and one of the seven deadly sins. what confused him more was that him and crow were nowhere to be seen when they had reached your treasure.

“that was…”

“short yet lonesome?”

“short and annoying, but yeah. that works too.” ryuji replied to futaba, “so, what now? send a calling card and steal the treasure—“ “no. this was far too easy. the last palaces we’ve encountered, we’ve all met the cognitive versions of the holders, we’ve seen none of them.” akechi cut ryuji off, a rather strict and suspicious tone in his words.

makoto agreed with him, adding onto his statement, “haven’t you noticed? all the troublesome shadows we’ve fought have been us, but we haven’t seen joker’s and crow’s yet. which means…”

the sound of hands clapping had echoed through the room, “i applaud you for catching on so fast.” your disoriented voice made everyone snap their head towards shadow you.

your eyes once so bright had looked so dull. shadow you were dressed in your phantom thieves getup (mask off), it almost fooled everyone if it weren’t for your voice and how dull everything about you looked.

with the snap of your fingers, your treasure was gone and multiple prison guards had appeared and pointed their guns at them. akira narrowed his eyes at you, seeing how your eyes were pinned onto the two of them, a look of absolute disdain in your eyes.

“don’t tell me you don’t know?” akechi scoffed at your words, not threatened by the multiple guns pointed at them, “indulge us with your story then.” your eyes snapped towards him, the barrels of the guns now aimed at his head earning multiple gasps.

“i’m gonna be honest with you guys,” your back was faced towards them, not even sparing them a glance when those words were spat out, “i hate all of you, and there’s nothing that can change that.”

with that you disappeared. your words staining something in all of their hearts. was this how you truly felt about them? did you actually enjoy them? where did everything go wrong?

your words dug a deeper pain in the two boys hearts. the one who kept them from fighting each other, hated them..? they didn’t wanna believe it but it came from you, even though it was the shadow version of you, it was still you.

“joker, crow! watch out!” oracle’s voice yelled out, two unknown figures came out, one going for joker first as two daggers clashed.

standing infront of him was the other version of himself, face completely voided of… well, a face. joker looked towards crow, seeing him in the same predicament before joker clicked his tongue and kicked the cognitive version of himself back.

“we gotta get out of here!” morgana shouted out through the chaos, turning into a van with everybody rushing in and pushing past multiple obstacles to get back to the entrance.

akira leaned back against the seat of the booth, panting heavily with a hand clutching onto his shirt. everyone seemed exhausted, mainly because this was the first time they did a palace run within one day.

“so, [name] does truly hate us.” haru muttered underneath her breath, face drooping in sadness as the words sunk in properly. “h-hey.. we don’t actually believe that, right? there’s no way they actually hate us.” ryuji’s commented, voice wavering and trying so hard to cling onto past memories for hope.

“i’m… afraid they do hate us. cognitive versions of different people are usually how they really are and how they truly feel, so… yes, [name] does hate us.” makoto answered, voice filled with disbelief.

akechi stood up abruptly and left, akira following after closely.

“those two are gonna take the news harder. after all, the three of them were so closely knitted, it’s hard to imagine that [name]’s hated them for so long.” morgana mumbled, his body curling up into himself.

“[name].” the stern voice of akira broke you out of your shock. you looked up at the two people you hated with all of your heart with a raised eyebrow, “what?” the lack of kindness in your voice shoved a knife into their hearts.

akira didn’t hesitate and pulled you into a hug, feeling your body tense, your arms on the side of your body. you gritted your teeth, fists clutching— fuck this. fuck him. fuck akechi. thinking they can do this all of a sudden without checking up on you throughout the months you were lonely.

“get off me.” akira’s grip on your tightened, his face burying itself onto the top of your head, “akira, i said get off me.” akechi’s hand placed itself on top of akira’s shoulder, a stern look on his face.

he finally let you go, seeing how you put a distance between the three of you, “nice seeing you two i guess.” you muttered through your disdain before walking away fast.

“let’s go. i did my part.” akechi chuckled lightly, “ever the trickster, huh?” akira’s lips pulled into a light smirk, “that was purely rhetorical, don’t take it seriously.” way to kill the mood.

everyone stood infront of the treasure, seeing it being a photo of everyone together before they all went their separate ways. seeing how they used to be so young and so close brought memories back, how everyone had became a close knitted friend group until graduation.

“you had the audacity to hug me and send a calling card, but didn’t bother to even send a ‘hi’? don’t worry i don’t hate you guys for that. i have much different reasons.” your disoriented voice echoed through the now different scenery outside on-top of your palace.

low-and-behold, you, with joker and crow’s heads reserved in a cylindrical tanks filled with water. the sight made the two boys stomachs churn at the gruesome sight of ‘themselves’.

shadow you could tell how it got the others uncomfortable, it brought a smile onto your face. “don’t think so deep into it. i just helped you with your problem.”

“we didn’t need your help.” those words had made you drop the smile rather fast, “i don’t need your help either.” you scoffed, hatred absolutely fuelling your body.

“i don’t need your help. i never needed it! i didn’t need it back then! i don’t need it now—“ your hands went up to tug at your hair, everything around you becoming a blur. the sight of you going into a frenzy state made joker take a step forward.

“no! stay away. i hate you. i’ve always hated you! i hated you all. i hated how all of you just left me alone! don’t try and force yourself back into my life.” your voice went down an octave, you snapped your fingers, a deformed version of your persona stood in front of you, defending you from any harm.

“try and keep up now—“ you were cut off by a bullet going through you. your hands went up to the wound, your body swaying back and forth as you jumped down from on top of the cylindrical tank, gun still held up and pointed towards the shadow version of yourself.

“if you kill me… you die too.” your own words made you frown, arm returning back to your side as you turned your back on everyone, “do me a favour and let go.” you looked back at yourself, walking close to the ledge and jumping off, disappearing from the place.

“i… i’m sorry. it was my fault. i never reached out and i never told anyone how i truly felt. i’m so sorry.” you apologized through a shaky tone, shadow you fading away and leaving the group photo on the ground.

“it couldn’t be this easy.” haru commented, looking at makoto worryingly, “still. we got it easy, let’s head out now.” morgana ordered as he noticed the palace was beginning to crumble.

“welcome back. a two day palace run, i’m rather shocked.” you turned to the group when the entered lé blanc, a cup of coffee in front of you as you praised them.

everyone stayed quiet as they stared at you in disbelief and surprise, “don’t look at me like that. you’re acting as if i had due date.” you scoffed, taking a sip of your coffee before you yelped when ann had rushed in and hugged you, the coffee spilling onto the counter.

“[name]! i’m so so so so sorry i never checked up on you! or even tried to hang out with you! i’m sorry.” she apologized, the sudden apology sending you into a burst of red filled with embarrassment.

“yeah, we’re all sorry we didn’t see the signs sooner, we did miss you.” why were they all apologizing? wasn’t it supposed to be you apologizing? you made them go through your own mess, and they’re apologizing? what a weird bunch.

you stared at them weirdly after recovering from your embarrassment, “don’t look at us like that!” ryuji suddenly butted in, approaching you and taking you into a headlock, “you went mia on us! you didn’t even show us your newest books!” the sounds of you asking for help brought laughter into the café.

“yeah, i know! i already apologized for that, dumbass!” you escaped from ryuji’s grasp, slapping the back of his head, “clean up the coffee spill if you wanna make up to me.” you ordered ryuji, seeing him scoff and do it reluctantly.

everything went back to normal, yet akechi and akira needed to settle things with you.

“so, how ‘bout a celebration kiss?”

“don’t test me right now.”

[awriternamedart]

“He needs to be stopped.”

“Whadda want me to do about it?!”

“I dunno, but you gotta do something!!” Futaba whined, clinging to Ryuji sleeve. “He’s become a monster!”

They both glanced back to the middle of the room where Akira sat with Ann, Yusuke, and Makoto- all of them groaning in sync as Akira set down another eight- flushing out the cards with a smirk.

It was true- in terms of Tycoon, Akira had become scarily good. It was borderline terrifying, he seemed to know everyones tells- and showed no mercy to anyone. Anyone.

Akira placed down his final four cards, leaving the rest scrambling as he called a revolution. He proudly sat back, the title of Tycoon still sitting proudly with him- round 2 being yet another victory for him.

“See?? Cmon, Ryuji- you're like, the only one who can save us here!” As the rest finished off the round, Ryuji pulled his hand to the back of his neck, groaning.

“Cmon, ‘Taba, what can I even do?? Ya know well as I do that breakin ‘Kira outta a focus is a pain in the ass!” He bemoaned- besides, he had already had his own ass kicked multiple times in Tycoon, and not just by Akira. He showed no weakness to anyone, not even his best friend turned boyfriend.

“Which is why we catch him off guard.” The grin on Futaba’s face suddenly sharped, a wicked look that almost seemed to reflect Akira’s for a second. Ryuji felt a shiver shoot down his back- god no, there were two of them now.

“..whaddya mean by that.”

“What I mean is that we gotta do a major sneak attack on his ass. Ambush him just enough to throw him off his game and give literally anyone, mostly me, but anyone a chance to win! So heres the plan…” By now, their vicious whisper arguments had dragged some minor attention, but they both shut up as the final round ended, Akira once again being placed as the Tycoon.

“Ugh, no fair!” Ann whined, tossing her remaining cards onto the pile. “Begger is not fun at all.”

Makoto just sighed, pushing the hair from her face.

“You are seriously too good at this game.”

“Indeed. It's really quite impressive- a display of passion.” Yusuke may have ended up the Poor, but it was better than his usual beggar. He much rather would build a house of the cards, besides. “Exquisite display as always, Akira.”

“Who’s next then?” His grey eyes darted around the room, landing on where Futaba and Ryuji were still huddled up in the corner, their whispered argument having come to a halt. In a few seconds, Futaba bounced up, exclaiming that her turn was next, and that she was gonna take Akira down.

“I have a secret weapon~!” She proclaimed with her whole chest, hands on her hips- glasses falling slightly askew. “You stand no chance, Kurusu!!”

“If you say so.” Without fail, he met her challenge, shuffling the deck with ease as she plopped herself on his left. “What about you, Ryuji?”

“Nah, man- I've had enough of gettin my ass kicked.” With a slight chuckle, Ryuji lifted himself from the little corner alcove, grabbin the chair to sit on it. Morgana leapt from his sunbathing spot, exclaiming that he wanted to play- though no one was quite sure how that would work until Haru offered to hold his cards for him.

The final spot was taken by Makoto again, her fiery desire to take the crown from Akira once and for all still shining bright.

And so, the round began yet again, Futaba starting them off. It was an average round, Akira quickly taking control of the turns to get as many cards down as he could. It was fascinating to watch, the ease in which he took everyones attacks into stride- quickly twisting them to his advantage. In a card game of all places, Akira’s abilities truly shone.

Not like Akira had gotten a great hand, either- Ryuji peered over his shoulder, grimacing slightly at the cards Akira held. Not a great start, but Akira made it look effortlessly easy- manipulating the cards just right to force others to place their highest cards.

And when Akira pulled a stop to the round that looked like Morgana could take by slamming down his three of spades- they all collectively groaned, knowing this round was over.

“You are too good.” Makoto sighed as she took Rich, placing her final card she had been holding for far too long. Morgana-Haru duo took Beggar, and Futaba placed Poor, making her grumble as she hid her face in her knees- eyes narrowly taking in the sight before her.

“About that secret weapon, ‘Taba-”

She shot Akira a glare, making him laugh a bit as he finished shuffling. He handed the deck to Haru, letting her deal the stacks, customary of beggar.

“Just you wait. Your goin down, pretty boy.”

“You think I'm pretty?”

“Ugh, gross!”

The entire team had to hide a laugh as Akira faked a pout, Futaba just sticking out her tongue at him. Both took their hands from Haru, who was still giggling a little before she began to organize Morgana’s hand for him.

Ryuji’s leg started bouncin.

As Morgana began the round, he could feel his cheeks light up, not failing to notice the sideways looks Futaba was giving him. They had a deal, he couldn’t back out now- besides, it would be nice to see literally anyone win other than Akira. Sure, he was datin the guy- but other people deserved at least a chance, right? Thats what the Phantom Thieves did, gave the chance to the good people in the world.

So about halfway through the round, Futaba whined out an elongated version of Akira’s name- the signal.

Red flooded his neck and cheeks as he meandered up from where he sat, rubbing the short hairs on the back of his neck. Ugh, was he really goin through with this.. ?

Akira looked back, Ryuji comin up directly behind him.

“Yuji? Whats wrong?”

“Nothin, man.” Miraculously, he managed to keep his voice even, lips twisting into a scowl as Futaba snickered. Tiny gremlin.

“Oh, then, let me finish-”

He didnt get a chance to turn back to the game, Ryuji leaning over his shoulder and catching him off guard. Akira’s eyes widened as his glasses were knocked askew, the entire team going dead silent as Ryuji pulled back from placing the kiss on Akira’s lips.

“Im uh- Im gonna go grab some more snacks. Ill be back.” Despite the red on his face, Ryuji barely managed to play it off, a shaky shark grin dancing on his face as he got back up. It didnt take much for him to skid down the stairs- stealing a glance at Akira as he dashed down.

His glasses were still askew, eyes open in what could only be described as shock.

By the time he was down the stairs, he kinda lamented not looking longer- was his face pink, or red maybe? He was pale as eff, so Ryuji’s bet was on red- just how red was what he didn't quite know.

He idly shifted through the fridge, right- snacks. Where had..

Luckily, Boss had shut down the cafe for the night hours ago. They had all been lingering, since Akira was on room lock right now. Still had people thinkin he was as dead as could be.

“You’re mean.”

Looking up from where he had his head practically buried in his backpack, Ryuji felt a grin on his face grow upon seeing Akira at the base of the stairs. Mussed up black hair n all, glasses discarded who knows where- and pink rouge still lingering in his cheeks.

“Sorry, man- Futaba offered me a good deal on an exclusive manga she got her hands on.” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. God, he needed a haircut. “Didja win?”

“..no.” Rolling his eyes, Akira finally stepped onto the cafe floor, leaning on the bar. “The secret weapon worked.”

He got a laugh at that, before tugging out a pack of salty snacks he had and tossing them at Akira’s chest.

“Sorry, dude- someone had to humble you eventually.”

“Oh, cause my ego is practically soaring above yours.” He snorted, catching the pack and easily tearing open the side. “How mean of you to absolutely crush it like its nothing.”

“Hey! If ya wanna blame someone, blame the gremlin!”

“But my beloved boyfriend betrayed me.”

Ryuji just rolled his eyes, but there wasn’t a bone in his body that could retort to that, face lighting on fire as he tried to laugh it off.

“Cmon, man- yknow I wouldn't do that.”

“...Yeah, I know.” The sudden softness in Akira’s voice made Ryuji’s head dart up, surprise dancing across his tan face.

It was quickly clouded up by black hair, that damned, piercing stare looking at him as a quick kiss was pressed to his lips again, red splotches immediately growing across his neck and cheeks- but he wasted no time in returning the favor, rolling his eyes as he felt Akira snicker. Bastard.

-

The Secret Weapon- Your Brother's Boyfriend

awriternamedart

[saikolikes]

Aki’s P5R  fanfic recs! (part 2)

Hi and welcome to another one of my recs posts! As you can see, this is part two: part one of this post can be found HERE and includes fics I bookmarked between April 2019 and December 2020. This second post will deal with everything I bookmarked during 2021 and 2022 (... so yes, part 3 is bound to happen some times in the future)

Here a brief disclaimer:

Everything in here is spoiler for either P5 vanilla, Royal, or Strikers;

I won’t report the tags, as it would take too long, so if you’re interested in a fic, please open the link;

Fic recs obviously reflect my tastes and preferences. For example, I love suffering and I don’t like fluff or domestic works, so browse this list knowing that;

The stark majority of the works here is shuakeshu

If you want more recs you can find them in my bookmarks, most of them are public!

MY ONGOING RECS Again, I don't read a lot of ongoing works (although, admittedly more than in the past) and these are the ones I'm subscribed to that I'm adoring!

The Lovers, Reversed by salexectria, Terra5 (E) | Royalty a/b/o AU | akeshu | series in three parts, ongoing "A Thief is caught stealing from the Northern King, and is sentenced to death for his crimes. The Alpha Prince intervenes, but at what cost to them both?" What I love about this AU is the amount of politics and worldbuilding put into it, as well as the uniqueness of double povs who constantly switch from Akira to Goro creating one back and forth that acts literally like poking into their minds. Plus the slow burn and the pining are just on point.

never die when I'm dead by threerings (E) | Royal & post-Royal | akeshu | series in 2 parts, ongoing Two one shots featuring one of my absolute flavors of this ship: sad, intense and unhinged

IDC FOR UPDATES I resolved to defeat my abandoned-wip trauma one excellent fic at a time so here's a list of works that haven't been updated in a while or the author straight up confirmed they won't keep writing them, but they are so good you just have to read them and let them remodel you. Do it. Do it now.

the year of the knife by theexistentiallyqueer (M) | No powers AU | shuakeshu | 2 chapters "The plan for Akira's junior year of high school was to keep his head down and his nose clean, but he hadn't counted on his new high school having more trouble than it was worth--and he specifically didn't plan on Akechi Goro, the haughty, machiavellian vice president of Shujin Academy's student council, dragging him face-first into political scandal and a series of encounters that would change his life." Please let teq bring you through a journey of spot-on characterization and stunning prose that will rewire your brain chemistry completely. Their take on machiavellian Akechi is really good, and the snark Akira spits in this fic is really something I cherish.

kiss & cry by MajorGodComplex (T) | Figure skating AU | shuakeshu | 2 chapters "Goro’s first thought when he hits the ground is some combination of the words ‘shit fuck hell fucking bullshit bitch fuck motherfucking hell.’ His next thought is wondering whether Akira Kurusu, senior debut, constant thorn in Goro’s side, and the only person anyone this season seems to talk about, is also trying to land a quad axel at the moment." I don't know what to tell you, the prose of this one is so witty and funny you just have to read what's published of it as of now!

honeybrains by succubused (T) | Time loop | shuakeshu | 4 chapters "a chronicle of the twenty-fourth time akira kurusu lived through the month of january 2017" What can I say, I am really a sucker for time loops and this fic took me by the heart. Tagged as character study and with rights because the characterization here is very interesting!

in the snow globe by aminami (E) | Time travel | shuake | 1 chapter "It’s your heart,” Joker says like it’s the most obvious thing. “Your desires, your hopes, your fears. I’ll carry them with me always. My little snow globe." This fic will hurt you so badly but it will be so worth it, I swear. It's just so melancholic and tender and angsty and it carved a place in my heart.

my love has never lived indoors by rhodophytae (E) | a/b/o | shuake | 1 chapter "Ren Amamiya knows he's an alpha, and he's comfortable with that, but he's pretty sure that being an alpha is, well...different for him than it is for other people. He resigned himself a long time ago to the fact that he'd probably go his whole life without finding anyone else like him. And then he meets Goro Akechi." This fic has such an interesting take on omegaverse! Paired with a stellar characterization and delicious pining, it's no surprise it's a fic I will never forget.

GENERAL RECS The fics I’ve enjoyed the most and that I go back to reading sometimes.

how joker and crow survived the coronavirus pandemic of 2020 by shntlvs (T) | Royal | shuakeshu | series of 2 works "Escaping from Maruki's false reality gets interrupted by the Coronavirus pandemic." Could you have ever imagined reading a fic centered around the pandemic? Me neither, but this one and its sequel work so well and have very compelling bits of characterization for the boys. Unexpected premise, but I utterly loved it.

straw house, straw dog by caelam (T) | 3rd sem | gen | one shot "In the saccharine utopia of Maruki’s reality, Goro Akechi’s mother is still alive." I admittedly don't read too many fics with mamakechi so I won't claim to be an expert, but this one really left me impressed with how clear and tangible the tangle of feelings is.

Knight of Pentacles, King of Spades by Naometry (M) | Medieval AU | shuakeshu | 11 chapters "“Hifumi passed on your greetings,” Akira Kurusu says, fury simmering beneath his conversational tone. “And I’m polite enough to give you my own in person. So greetings, General Goro Akechi. I am the man who will kill you.”" I started reading this fic for the war captive trope but this story has so much more to it than just that. Nao's superb skill with writing violence and viciousness will have you thrust into a cruel world where two boys seem to be bound to kill each other... unless?

Ripples by Riona (T) | gen | canon compliant | one shot "Ten people know exactly who the news is talking about, and now they’re going to have to deal with that." A peek into the heads of 10 of Joker's confidants upon learning about his death. The fic I would never imagined myself reading, but I did because it was recced to me, and now I'm recc'ing it to you, too.

When Your Eyes Meet Mine by seths_dream (E) | no powers AU | shuake | one shot "The way the bellboy lingered on him made his heart jolt, made him think that maybe, maybe the bellboy was looking at Goro the same way Goro was looking at him." I've lost count of how many times I read this fic because the horny is just so juicy, it's unironically one of the fics I come back to when I need to remind myself how to write horny stuff. (the same author also wrote this delicious pegoryu that you have to read)

a study in what not to say by succubused (T) | 3rd sem | shuake | one shot "Akira has finally had enough of Akechi's bullshit; they resolve it the only ways they know how." If you like the boys being really nasty to each other, this fic is a must. It has excellent dialogue, dynamics, and a tad of homoerotic wound tending which can't hurt no one!

MY ALL-TIME FAVOURITES The fics that rewired my brain chemistry, took my heart out, slapped it, put it back, and left me a whole new person.

27 steps to seduce a crow by relationshipcrimes (G) | Royal | shuakeshu | one shot "A handy bullet-pointed list on how to flirt with, seduce, and keep your local Akechi Goro." Still to this day, I think of this fic in terms of Goro's characterization. If I have a thing for post-canon shuake chasing each other, it's probably due to this one.

The Brigverse by TzviaAriella (E but most works are M) | Pirates AU | akeshuake | series, ongoing I admittedly don't care that much about pirates but the og fic from this series (A Brig Too Far) was being passed on so much that I gave it a try and. Oh boy. Not only is the characterization impeccable, the story compelling, and the action thrilling, but at least one scene and/or line from each work in this series has altered my brain permanently. I am a new person after reading Brigverse.

wild and free by bangandawhimper (E) | a/b/o | shuakeshu | one shot "Akira Kurusu hasn’t always been an omega. But now everyone he meets in this city assumes he’s an omega. He’s treated like an omega. He feels like an omega. He knows he feels like an omega because he remembers what it was to be an alpha." This work might have my favourite take ever on shuakeshu omegaverse, it's so fitting for them, so thought out, and the characterization is so on point... my god. Read this fic now.

The Diamond Chest by kinneas (E) | post-Royal | shuakeshu | 3 chapters, complete "Who says you have to see Morgana speak in the Metaverse before you can hear him in the real world? Not the few hundred officers who arrested Ren in Sae’s Palace two years ago, that’s for sure." Honestly everything kinnes writes is gold but I'm shouting this fic out because I reread more than a few scenes from this fic more than once, and it's a 100k-words baby. I am a sucker for heist stories, I am a sucker for dealing with trauma in very tangible ways, and I'm a sucker for kinneas' characterization of the boys.

before midnight by specterthief (Not rated) | 3rd sem, canon compliant | gen | one shot "“I—” Swallowing past the lump in her throat, Sumire sets down her chopsticks and rubs her face with both hands. “Um—who told you I was going to training camp?” (On January 9th, Sumire goes home.)" This is the stellar Sumire characterization fic you're looking for. Read this. Read this right now.

I HOPE THIS DOESN'T AWAKEN SOMETHING IN ME (DELUSIONAL) I clicked on these fics solely due to my trust in the authors/the summary/one rec and now I find myself with a new kink. Thanks.

Containment Breach by salexectria (E) | Space pirates AU | akeshu | one shot Akira gets stranded on an abandoned spaceship seemingly infested by a terrifying creature. He finds the lonely survivor of the crew and they begrudgingly start to work together to contact help and survive. I am just going to say that I clicked for salex's name, I stayed for the stellar characterization, pining and top-tier bantering, and got overwhelmed by the tentacle sex. (/pos)

it takes two by lumensd (E) | 3rd sem | akeshu | two-shots By all means, this series has some things I usually am not interested in (phone sex, degradation) but Jay is so skilled and his akeshus are so fucked in the head that now I've signed up for the masochist Joker agenda. Hurray!

i dream of you draped in wires by rime (E) | 3rd sem | akeshu | one shot "Maruki's Shadows don't want to fight; they just want to collect data. Wait, are those cat ears?" You would think a work with the tag "catboy shibari gunplay fuckordie" can't be too serious. Wrong! Excellent character study attack 🔪🔪🔪 (from the same author there's also this P5 vanilla fic that is excellent)

Darken my doorway by EnlacingLines (E) | 3rd sem-post canon | akeshu | one shot ""I don’t need to test my theory. You should be thanking me, really. Opening this door for you.” “A door to what?” Akira says, exasperated by just how self congratulatory Goro still sounds.“ Submission.” Or: I am a firm switch shuake shipper, I don't vibe with too-extreme dynamics *proceeds to go ballistics over this fic regardless*, *awakens to the wonder of d/s a lil fucked up dynamics*