#dreaming of: akechi

[auraxins]

goro akechi x gn!reader

wc: 0.9k

warnings: angst, p5r third semester spoilers, established relationship, promise rings, potentially ooc

obligatory tag to my beloved @verxsyon for being my fellow akechi lover in arms i hope this kills u as much as it killed me to write <3 its just impossible to write fluff for this man idk he drives me crazy

“This is ridiculous,” scoffs Akechi. “All this and there won’t be a reason for it tomorrow.” 

Naught more than moonlight passes through to the hallway of your apartment and douses you in silver. It’s dim, enough to conceal the nerves that creep their way into the quavering corner of your lip and the uneven pulse that wracks through your body. 

You giggle, shooting him a look. He knows what it means. “You could have said no.” 

The touch of his fingertips against your wrist is cold in contrast to the heat that radiates through you. Akechi has never quite been as warm as you are. His thumb grazes the dip of your palm, carving paths of electricity against your skin, before he turns your hand over. 

Akechi pauses, one hand holding onto you and the other reaching towards the table. “You didn’t expect us to say anything special here, did you?” 

“You can if you want,” you tease. “I’m sure you’re dying to voice your feelings.” 

“Too soon,” he chastises, smooth laughter slipping from him despite the way his words had caught in his throat for just a second. 

“We don’t have to say anything,” you assure. With your free hand, you reach out for Akechi’s shoulder. Even now, you half expect him to shrug you away. He doesn’t.

By now, the tears you’d tried to keep down are rising up to the surface. You take a deep sniffle to push them back, to hold them at bay. You don’t want to cry for him just yet. This is supposed to be a happy moment. 

And yet, one still leaks through in defiance when Akechi finally slides the ring onto your hand. 

It’s nothing official, a symbol more than anything. You’d suggested it in passing when you first found out about the state of this false reality you’d found yourselves in, when you learned about the inevitability of Akechi’s fate. He’d laughed at you, in that exasperated fond way he tends to, and you’d assumed he had dismissed the idea. You hadn’t meant it all too seriously anyway. 

That is, until he showed up at your door with two little rings in boxes earlier this evening. 

“I’m sorry,” he had said, “I picked out my own as well. I thought that doing things this way would be easier.” 

He’d been right, of course. You know you’d have spent far too long agonising over choices and all sorts of things that are utterly inconsequential in the face of things. None of this needs to be perfect for it to mean something. 

Besides, he has good taste. The ring that sits now on your finger isn’t too large or too small- you do have to wonder briefly just how he knew your size so perfectly- and its no more than a simple band. But its plainness is perfect, just the right sort of symbolism for what you wanted. A promise. A memory. 

You reach for the one Akechi has chosen for himself and turn it over in your hands briefly. It looks the exact same. The metal clinks against your own ring as you pluck it back out of your palm and the sensation resonates through your bones. 

“It’s not too late to back out of this, you know,” you say quietly. 

Akechi’s next words are quiet, lacking the characteristic vitriol that tends to fuel him. “We’ve never had the privilege of time.” 

You swear his hand shakes when you place the ring. 

He doesn’t let you pull away from him, instead grasping onto your hand and locking your fingers together. 

You frown, concerned. “Is everything okay?” 

The look in his eyes is intense, serious. It pierces through your very soul. He squeezes your hand tight, as though he is anchoring himself to you. 

“Don’t forget. This is a pact. I will never forgive you if you dare to regret this night.” 

“I understand.” You nod. “I’ll take you with me to the grave.” 

He stumbles, coughs and rights himself, so quickly that you barely notice it. 

“As will I,” he swears. 

His thumb idly traces across the side of your hand, fond and tender. The urge to kiss him right now is almost overwhelming. A fragment of moonlight casts across his face, highlights one deep brown eye and the ghost of makeup-covered freckles that have faded into view. It curves along the contours of his lips, thin but wet with remnants of gloss. He’s utterly irresistible. 

“I’m yours,” you declare, “for eternity.” 

“As am I, yours,” he promises with a dry chuckle, warm palm rising to cup your cheek, “at least for the night.” 

Veins on fire, you choke down any lingering apprehensions with a thick swallow.

The early February air is clement, peaceful. Still. It sits upon your shoulders and soaks into your lungs, pleasant and cool. Akira is there to greet you as you reach the stadium, the rest of the Phantom Thieves in tow. Their faces are solemn, resolute. It’s a comfort in a way, that they’re no more externally emotional than yourself today. 

As you take one last glance at your home, and another towards your destination, there is no regret in your mind. There is no smile upon Akechi’s lips, replaced instead with a determined scowl, but the glint of metal that rests around his finger speaks for him. Everything comes down to this. 

You’re about to save the world. 

[kroosluvr]

i had a dream a while back that maruki's palace was a gorgeous grand cathedral (though dilapidated, abandoned, and overgrown) kinda like this. also in the dream i was goro akechi idk what that's saying abt my subconscious

[miitokii]

shuake go to a miku concert

the song being performed is obviously Akatsuki Arrival (Producer: Last Note.)

see below the cut for extras!

Akechi: i hate miku as much as i hate pancakes >:(

Joker: oh true. you love both to the point it breaks your facade.

lol this started as me drawing my friend as akechi (they need to stop making akechi-aah expressions otherwise i’m never gonna stop)

hence the first is the redraw with the og pic used as a background lol. second is something goofy i did with the lighting idk

have the non blurred/text versions of the drawings too (with akechi’s unobscurred scarf, because i spent too long on that stupidly complicated pattern only for it to be covered up)

[nekupilled]

Me and you and miles Kane

[lobeliaprince]

P5TR OUT NOW IN STORES... i wish 💔

[monakisu]

“i can take you to the place of delight” — my favorite scene was “goro finds out he’s been cuckolded”

[taitavva]

[sketch dump part 1 — part 2 — part 3 — part 4 — part 5]

[sketchy--akechi]

...in which Akira accidentally runs into Akechi post November 20 when he's supposed to play dead and it kinda escalates

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I went to an anime convention and there was a stand of interesting-looking games for sale that I really wanted, including a Persona 5 spinoff featuring Joker and Akechi. But they were all for rare consoles that I don’t own. Like the PlayStation U.

[recklessracoon]

Something that I draw on when writing Akechi Touma is the experience of losing contact with a friend and really wanting to see them again but knowing that I've mythogized them to such a degree that there's no way the real person would be able to live up to my memory of them.

I also think that Akechi isn't building Kusuo up for his psychic powers (except in as much as getting confirmation of those would be an extremely satisfying answer to his long time questions about the classroom incident) as much as he's building him up as a person who accepted him easily and completely.

[auraxins]

VEN HAPPY (BELATED) BIRTHDAY!!! as a fellow persona fan, i would like to request a bloodstone bracelet with akechi because he’s that great (love your akechi fic ughhh ty for tagging me). TYSM AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN! I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY ❤️.

IM ALSO LATE TO THIS FDSKFH but i finally got round to doing some more work on event requests so hehe <3

[event masterlist]

bloodstone: selflessness, creativity, idealism

warnings: angst if you squint?

Water splashes up against the rim of the cup as you dip your paintbrush in and stir it around to clean off the residue of your last colour. The figure in your sketchbook has a placid expression, a perfect mirror to the man sat in the armchair across from you. 

“You could have chosen a better subject,” Akechi says, steadily nursing a cup of tea. “I’m hardly an appropriate muse.”

“I beg to differ,” you remark, returning your brush to the palette. A faint hint of pink to warm the cooler hues. “You make a wonderful model.” 

Your hand slips, and the clattering of glass against wood marks the soddening of your pages. A curse, a scuffle, a defeated sigh. Holding the book up, you watch ink run and the paint bleed, pooling within the grooves of your coffee table and spilling out onto your carpet. 

“It’s ruined,” you huff. “I just wanted a nice portrait of you.”

“Perhaps it was inevitable,” Akechi hums with an inquisitive tone, hand coming to rest below his chin as he observes the mess. “I seem to hold a reputation for tarnished images, after all.”

[afterthelambs]

I was explaining shuake third semester to my sister and she goes "Oh so it's like Inception except instead of the dead wife convincing Leo di Caprio to stay in the dream world, it's this dead anime guy convincing Joker to leave the dream world" and i felt like i got hit by a truck. She has never played persona and does not know these characters. And yet here she is comparing them to a canon husband and wife :') shuake so real

[pinkelotjeart]

P5 x dsmp

Akechi and c!Techno are canonically besties to me, no one is taking this away from me.

[no-psi-nan]

Physically ill thinking of how epic Akechi would be in a hypothetical Saiki musical and knowing that not only will there never be a Saiki musical but if there WAS one, Akechi would never be in it because they'd stick to the most marketable characters for a limited time show, dying on the floor completely miserable at this prospect.

Akechi talks so fast that he'd be practically rapping, and we can bring his word bubbles to life on stage with practical effects, like maybe hanging his bubbles on a rope at the front of the stage so they're aligned vertically and covering half the view, and words are projected onto the bubbles at a rapid speed, and he can physically push the bubbles out of the way sometimes.

And Akechi's gestures the most out of the cast so translated to a musical, he'd be a really extra dancer, but also given his old man aesthetic he throws some ballet or classical dance elements into the general vibe of the musical's dance style (ex. everyone spins normally but Akechi specifically does a pirouette). And because he's kinda manic in his expression, his particular dancing quirk would be adding in extra steps while dancing in a group and also being like ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ the whole time.

(Hairo's moves would be closer to judo stances & moving with high energy, Teruhashi would be more elegant with little flourishes of her hands, Saiki would do the dance normally at full energy but be like 😐 the whole time, Kaido lingers on the poses to try to look cool, Kuboyasu dances with his nail bat, Toritsuka's kinda doing percussion with the clomping of his geta, Aiura's serving 24.7% more cunt than everyone else, etc.)

Plus it would be really cool if Akechi did some sign language narration when he isn't involved in the scene, like perhaps it's not even clear that he's a character at first either lmao, and since he uses readable speech bubbles he doesn't have to sign all that but he does anyways and it would add to the overwhelming-ness of the whole experience and would tie in cutely to him being Saiki's childhood friend like come onnnn...

AND LIKE the problem is that the Akechi actor would have to be ridiculously talented to do all of that BUT if you have someone THAT GOOD on the team would you really make them a minor character??? Like it just wouldn't make sense financially so my vision could never come to life and I'm going to throw up about it

[neirw]

do you mean...

[transmasccofee]

another theory i have is that Saiki doesn’t exactly have a protective “spirit”. instead he has nendou. nendou is basically his protective spirit. Canon supports this and i am weirdly passionate about this theory. like it is basically canon to me.