#go away akechi

[mysticdragon3md3]

I still want Goro Akechi to die and not get a redemption arc. I appreciate him most as a foil, a villain, and a cautionary tale to the Phantom Thieves. To me, he's most aligned with demonstrating the story themes, when he's purely an antagonist.

[skyberia]

on the agency of puppets

[senblades]

I'm dissapointed in myself for skipping out on such beautiful shadows for so long, because it is quite good

anyways, this is a scene from that fic

[jestarcana]

Happy Pride from Costa del Sol 🌺🐚

[justice-artblog]

Wait shut up, late night thought (For the Saiki×Mob Crossover)

Just the thought that one of his friends makes it into seasoning City for a day or two, either passing through or temporarily visiting family.

And just the thought that Saiki is so devestated by what happened that he literally decides to hide rather than face what happened, rather than face the people he left behind.

And Mob has to awkwardly turn them away like *No, you didnt see any pink haired kids around here named Saiki, no siree!*

And manages to successfully ward off the friend. So he goes to Saiki's hiding place, and for the briefest moment sees the barest hint of devestation on Saiki's face. Morphed in grief before it smooths out.

Saiki wants to go, but Mob convinces him to just sit and wait it out.

And wait they do.

Either that, or.

Or.

They visit at Reigen's workplace. Cause they hear he's the greatest Psychic in the 21st century.

So surely this man can find their best friend, right?

And it's like 4 of them, And Reigen fully expects Saiki to give him sass when the teen makes note of people entering the building.

He does NOT expect Saiki to dive behind his desk and hunker down.

Amd 4 of his friends walk on, sit down, have tea and finally go onto their spiel.

"We know you do exorcisms but-"

"Well, we were wondering if you could locate someone? Cause you're a Psychic and all."

"I'm sorry?" Reigen blinks, plassing down his teacup as the teens shuffle nervously, the purple haired kid with glasses giving him a painfully peircing stare.

"Our friend." The teen explains, and slides across a picture of a very familiar teen. "Kusuo Saiki, he just up and disappeared one day."

Dont tell them Anything, Saiki's voice filters in his head that Reigen forces himself to just bite down the sarcastic comment bubbling up.

If anything, Saiki sounded nervous.

I do not.

"I'm not sure i understand." Reigen opts to say, waving a hand at Shigeo, who seemed just as tense as he felt. "Me and Mob here, arent really search and rescue types. Shouldnt you go to the police for this?"

"We did," The brown haired girl pushed up her own glasses, fingers drumming nervously against his chest. "Look, Psychic's have Telepathy, don't they? And youre the greatest one out there so- so maybe you can reach out to him... For us?"

"Please," The smaller blue haired teen voice quivered, his strangely wrapped forearms clasped together in a begging position. "Even if you tell us he's okay, that's all that matters!"

The conflicting feelings rise in his chest, the urge to tell the kid's everything was strong but-

Please, don't.

"I'm sorry," The smile he gives is a nervous one, lips twitching at the corners of his mouth. "My Telepathy has a range, and even then, if i havent met him personally i wouldnt be able to find him like that."

The way each teen deflated broke something in him, the desperate want to see if their friend is okay was palpable.

"But," He held up the picture of Saiki, the kid was surrounded by other's, 4 of them sitting right in front of him and the rest possibly being his classmates. "I can do this."

His eyes slipped closed, the blinding flourescent light leaving his world a view of dark skin toned reds. He pretended to focus, pretending to pour all his energy into this one photo.

'Do you really not want to say anything?'

No.

'Saiki-'

Drop it, Reigen, just... Just drop it.

'I'm going to tell them you're okay.'

Don't you-

'I won't say where or how, just that you're okay. Okay?'

...

'Saiki?'

Okay.

His eyes slipped open, squinting slightly at the bright lights as the teens starred at him expectantly.

"He's okay." Reigen smiled, and handed back the photo to the first teen.

"How?" The last teen finally spoke, slightly taller than the rest and gray hair almost white with the indoor lights. "How do we know it's not a trick, how do we know you're telling the truth?"

Well-

"I'm using a form of Psychometry." Reigen explained gently, watching the teen's glare harden. "Using a Photo, i can tell the state of being of the occupant within. There's a lot of you in there, granted, but with your description and knowing who I was targeting, it was easy to narrow it down."

He waved a hand down and up, letting their eyes trace his hand movements as the words registered in their brain

You're such a scam.

'Quiet you.'

"I don't know where he is." Reigen grimaced, the lie burning at his tongue. "But i can at least tell you he's okay."

"This is a trick." The taller teen snapped. "This has to be."

"Your friend," Reigen paused, thinking slowly. "He loves sweets, doesn't he?"

As a unit, they froze. The bittersweet smile he shot to them wasn't for show, Reigen felt sick.

"I got that from the photo." He pointed a hand, and then pulled back. "Loves Sweets, seems to be a bit of a homebody, a very quiet demeanour, yes?"

"All that... Just from a photo?" The smaller teen seemed to tear up. "Is there anything else?"

Don't do it, Reigen.

"I think... He misses you as much as you miss him." Reigen smiled. "His feelings are harder to pin down through the photo, and i don't know if im getting that because of the photo or if it's what he's feeling. But I believe, he misses you all too."

The fear faded, leaving nothing behind but relieved looks.

It took a couple minutes to wrangle them outside, denying pay even if the taller teen seemed to be loaded.

When the door clicked shut, he paused. Listening to the sounds of Mob shuffling and the absent noises that Saiki seemed to make.

"Kid's not telling us something." Dimple's appearence wasn't a surprise.

"Shut it Dimple." the words weren't harsh, but pointed, even as the spirit rolled his eyes and moved towards Mob, floating behind the other esper. "They're gone Saiki."

Shigeo shot him a look, his normally blank face twosted into something regarding mild concern.

'I know.' And he could hear Saiki shuffle, as if he were oulling himself into a small ball. 'I know.'

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Like- do you see my vision????

[edenfire]

🌙❤️ Shuake Week - Day 5 - Royalty ❤️🌙

I'm so weak for forbidden romance with thief akira coming to whisk prince goro away~💗💗💗

[lotus-pear]

just finished shido’s palace in persona 5…………..devastated beyond repair

[luuxxart]

something something two sides of the same coin

twt doodles (in a more chronological order than before) below the cut:

[townslore]

be nice to him please he was born in a wet cardboard box all alone [pro/ship dni]

[rukibur]

(Below is an excerpt from Chapter 78 of Throw Away Your Mask)

“Maybe not,” Adachi said, pulling out a gun. “But nobody ever said anything about disposing bodies inside the television. I think that would work out nicely, actually.”

Shit.

[phantom-chirp]

More of a personal-ish post but I find it interesting that I tend to make the most jokes about characters that emotionally damage me the most

I've made fun of Akechi while talking to my brothers about Persona more then any other character from the games, but then I'll admit that there has been multiple times that I've been thinking about Akechi and genuinely start crying, like I was just making fun of you yesterday why am I upset

[no-psi-nan]

@hauntedbearland omfg 🥺 I'm so happy you like my fics that much ahhhh 🥹💕 if they brighten even one person's day then that's a resounding victory for me as a writer!! Thank you so so much for this sweet message!!!! 💜💜💜💜💜💜

[fluffydice]

It’s Kusuo’s birthday why am I thinking about how tragic of a character he is

[justiceburst]

@jokerxkurusu [post-canon starter call]

Goro locked up his bike in front of the 777, took a gulp from his water bottle, and headed in. It was evening, so most of the selection of lunch food was already gone, but he grabbed a Karaage King and an energy drink and headed to the counter.

"Could I get this heated, please?" he asked the cashier, before looking up and freezing.

It took everything in him not to just turn around and leave, but they weren't the only people in the store and he didn't want to draw attention to himself. He swallowed thickly, hands shaking.

"Well, I can't say I expected to see you here," he forced out, pleasant, because I thought you were in prison wasn't exactly something he should be announcing in Akira's workplace.

And then he went quiet, because what else was he supposed to say? He was never supposed to see Akira again. He was supposed to dead, and Akira was in prison, and it didn't matter. Nothing they - he - did or said in Maruki's reality was supposed to matter, because Goro was supposed to be dead.

[meduwusa]

i think my problem with a lot of goro akechi/shuake content is that people try to fit him into the typical fandom tropes while ignoring the finer intricacies and nuances to his character. like they make him the blushing maiden, completely detective prince style or the evil manipulative villain beyond redemption so they can shape him into the fandom characterization mold that can then fit into ship memes and incorrect quotes and the like. idk. this plays into a bigger issue i have with fandom of mischaracterizing and especially widely-accepted mischaracterizations.

[sleeps-au-bag]

shin kamen rider femkechi au where she's living a whole separate life from the life she once lived killing nazis (shocker) and shit but the only thing keeping her connected to it is that futaba keeps using her number as a shopping list. she doesn't bother blocking her or anything so futaba doesn't know she's alive but she's doing the shinji pose every time she sees her abysmal shopping list.