#muse mitsuru kirijo

[mikanlardyclinic]

[caramialunaestelle]

@webbedphantom || Plotted Starter! - Reaper Rage

"Excellent work," Mitsuru praised him as the Shadow they'd been fighting melted away. Aaron was clearly a strong ally, which was why she had allowed him to return to battle so soon after their little spat the other day. She gave the phantom a respectful nod as she carried on, heading further into the twisted halls of Tartarus.

They had decided to split up; Akihiko, Ken and Koromaru had run off together, Minato, Junpei and Yukari went off in another direction, and so Mitsuru and Aaron had decided to work together to explore more of the dark tower. With Fuuka at the entrance, keeping watch over all of them via her Persona, the group was in safe hands. Or so they thought.

"Let's be on our way, Amamiya. I'm quite impressed with your fighting skills so as long as you aren't too tired I'd like to keep exploring," She added, heading further down one hall.

[gluttonemporium]

Mitsuru parading around her fatty, bubbling gut proudly throughout the dorm after having to “discipline” a number of particularly unruly students, Yukari and Fuuka barely able to hold a conversation or eye contact with her as the engorged heiress’ boulder of a gut bobs and sloshes heavily with each struggle, Mitsuru paying it no mind and just belching directly into their faces.

"I know your grades are high as of now, Yamagishi. But if you wish to pursue a career in engineering, you'll need to push them as far as they'll go to make an impression..."

Mitsuru's friendly, sage advice was distraced somewhat by the loudly churning ball of lard she had been sporting since she arrived back to the dorm. Fuuka couldn't keep her eyes in one place, trying desperately to pay attention to her Senpai respectfully... but her gaze kept getting torn away by a lopsided bulge that emerges from one side of the engorged mass, always shifting and disappearing with alarming frequency...

Here she was, getting advice on end of year exams, while watching a bunch of poor people that wouldn't get to see the end of the day. Mitsuru could truly be terrifying...

[dxfiedfxte]

Yet another thread relocation because this editor breaks too damn much lately T_T || @tacitusauxilium

✦✦✦~ Fuuka

“…I…lost Juno.” Fuuka whispered hoarsely, her eyes squinting in fear of Akihiko getting ready to yell at her. She clasped her hands together, trying to feel for her. She made sure Akihiko couldn’t get a word in as she continued speaking. “M-minato saved my life and it cost me my Persona. Minato’s shadow attacked me–through the chest–” Her hands shot to her chest, wincing in pain as she could feel the pain and lowered her eyes. “–a-and I can’t sense no one anymore! I-I can’t sense if anyone is in pain, if anyone is lost–I-I don’t want to be removed from the Shadow Operatives!” 

Akihiko listened to Fuuka’s woes; he was surprised that Juno seemed to have disappeared from Fuuka’s mind–heck, he didn’t know how Personas work but that they appeared. He quietly thought, and feared, that maybe the shadow that formed from Minato stole her Persona? He had never heard of it happening before–at least Mitsuru was getting the full story from Minato at this moment. Akihiko put a hand on top of Fuuka’s head and shook his head. “You won’t be removed–I’ll be sure of that. Fuuka, you’ve done so much for everyone then and now. I know Juno will come back to you. And if I am wrong, I’ll be sure to stop traveling the world and focus on college.”

Fuuka sniffed her nose, feeling a tickle of a laugh wanting to escape, but it stayed inside of her chest–she only nodded to his promise. Fuuka wouldn’t know how to act like a normal adult–go to college, become a doctor to satisfy her parents goals, and watch her lover have the freedom she couldn’t? She mentally shook the thought from her mind as Akihiko moved to reach for her water and snack and handed it to her. “…thank you.” Was all Fuuka could say as she clenched them closer to her chest.

Akihiko nodded and lowered his hand from the top of her head. “Come on. Let’s go back to the room–I’m sure Minato and Mitsuru want to talk to you and see you. Besides that, you need a bed to sleep in. Wouldn’t want Minato to get jealous of me carrying you to bed, right?” He joked, noticing that Fuuka didn’t really react quickly to the joke, and felt his heart twinging in sadness at how badly she was. Fuuka nodded slowly and felt Akihiko’s hand on her back, guiding her back to Minato’s room while feeling like an empty shell of a person. She was there physically but her mind was somewhere far away.

As he greeted her, the redhead kept her expression serious, but slightly gentle. While this was a serious discussion, it was still good to see him again, despite the bandaged and healing wounds, still in decent health. There was a lot to talk about, so Mitsuru would get right to the point of her visit and get Minato's full account of what happened, and what led up to him being in a hospital bed and recovering from a successful surgery, She had gotten the brief description of it, but she would need the full report, to better help assess what happened and what would possibly come next.

Booted heels click on the ground as she makes her way towards a chair by his bedside so she can listen. Besides, she was sure that this would be a bit of a long talk, so she figured she might as well sit down as they go over the event that had brought them here in full detail.

[{ ♕ }] - "As expected, you seem to be recovering relatively well. I'm glad. Unfortunately, I don't have enough time for a more adequate visit, so I'll get right to the discussion at hand. For now, let's start with when this shadow appeared, and what led up to the confrontation."

It was a bit of a shame that this wasn't a normal visit, Mitsuru had become a very close friend of his from their circle of friends, and everyone held a special place in parts of his heart, but Mitsuru wasn't just a close friend, she was also a mentor to him as well, she even went out of her way to ensure that the graves of his parents were being well-maintained and cared for to continue to respectfully honor their memory and that to Minato, meant so much. So, he wanted to give her all the details he could to help her further her investigation into the matter.

Taking a deep breath, Minato sat up a bit, albeit slowly given that he was still very early into the healing process. Closing his eyes, he begins to think, projecting the scene of everything that happened clearly in the back of his mind, grey-colored hues open, and he begins to explain, playing back the experience like a movie on a big auditorium screen.

[{ 🦋 }] - "I had just gotten back from a podcast, and Fuuka wasn't at the house, so I got worried. Only to get a picture text from her phone, but it wasn't Fuuka, it was the shadow... my shadow." One short pause as he revealed to her the identity of the aforementioned shadow that had been responsible for the state Minato was currently in.

[{ ♕ }] - "Your shadow? And you're sure it wasn't just taking your form? If this really was your shadow, then this may be more serious than I had originally anticipated." Minato's expression remains serious as he says nothing. The expression he wore was more than enough to tell her that he was serious.

[{ ♕ }] - "I see...please continue." She adds, convinced by the look on his face, she continues to listen to the rest of the recollection of what happened.

[{ 🦋 }] - "The text was a message, telling me to meet him at a specific location and it had a picture attached to it, a picture of Fuuka tied up, and she was hurt too. Needless to say, I rushed over. When I got there, he was waiting for me, and that's where the fight started." Minato continued to go over the rest of it, in full detail. He left nothing out. Moments later, he was finally finished.

Mitsuru remained sat in the chair for a few, carefully processing and pondering what all this could mean. Surely there was a larger scale to this encounter, ulterior motives involving a grand scheme. She had a strong sinking suspicion, that Minato wasn't finished with his shadow just yet, concerning, to say the least, but she had faith in Minato, he always seemed to find a way to go above and beyond every time, even in the most dire of situations. Regardless, Mitsuru was still determined to find her own share of answers.

[{ ♕ }] - "I see...I'm relieved that you were able to bring Yamagishi back and that you're still here with us. Regarding the shadow. At first, I thought that this situation was similar to Narukami and his friends with the way they awakened their powers. Yet, you were still able to use your Persona, so we can rule out any potential link to that. Still, it's quite concerning to think that a shadow could be that intelligent. let alone, enough to put together a plan to trap someone." She's quiet for a few moments before standing up from her seat. Before Mitsuru could say anything else, Minato stopped her by speaking.

[{ 🦋}] - "Mitsuru-san, there's one last thing I should tell you. I was going to let her tell you herself, but I wanted to give you a heads-up. It's the reason Fuuka is so down. For whatever reason, Fuuka lost Juno, and she's worried she's going to be removed from the team. I don't know how it happened, but all I know, is that my shadow beat her up pretty bad.. not just physically either..."

The sentence stops Mitsuru in her tracks, a single clicked heel as she stands in place to listen and take in what she has been told. It made sense, so that's why Fuuka looked so distraught. While her not having a Persona was a bit of a big deal, Mitsuru couldn't even dream of letting Fuuka go, she was one of her close friends, and also one of the best handywomen she knew, especially when it came to technology, removing her from the team completely would be absurd.

[{ ♕ }] - "Juno is gone...? That's horrible, and also very strange. I've never heard a case where a Persona disappeared from its user's mind entirely... I fear that your shadow may have somehow been responsible for it. Remove her? Unheard of. I would never remove her from the team. If it came down to it though, I would just put her in another part of the team, one that is good for her natural talent. Anyway, thank you for your report Minato-san. It was very informative, once I speak with Yamagishi, I'll try and see what I can do to help."

After the discussion ended, and on cue, the sound of footsteps, could be heard outside the door, Minato had hoped that at least, she would be able to eat, she needed food after what happened Upon the door opening, Minato gave Fuuka a small smile, while Mitsuru gave a slight one as she took back her card. Now that Minato had explained, she understood that losing Juno wasn't Fuuka's fault, there was just something more to it. Just as Mitsuru had theorized, it was most likely his shadow that was the cause of it. Minato just hoped he would have enough recovery time when the time to face him again.

[{ ♕ }] - "Ah, Yamagishi. I've just finished speaking with him, so if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you now and get you're account on what happened, please do include as much detail as possible, the more I know, the better I can be of assistance."

[caramialunaestelle]

"There aren't many rules I deem worthy of breaking, Noburu."

"Yeah, but if you found rules you didn't want to follow, you'd break them without a second thought and use all the power at your disposal to change them."

[virtuousfuta]

Secretary Gifs 4A (for Mitsuru) - @marukyustrxptease (Fuuka)

It was another long and hard day at the office in more ways than one. Thankfully Mitsuru was offered assistance in at least one of those ways. Making sure to not too make too many noises or faces while Fuuka serviced her member from under her desk.

[mikanlardyclinic]

robutt with no smell

but those bio-hazard warnings least give off whos around

They activate extremely frequently.. She might be simply waddling around but being near fuuka's room activates it.. Delivering her her extremely unhealthy snacks and energy drinks makes her systems tell her to decontaminate the area.. As she's looking directly at fuuka...

"i..ish t..there a problem aigish-shan?.. FRRRPFFLTBTT!!!~ a..ah.. I..im s..shorry!.. I..i couldn't h..hold it in anymuhre.."

The next biohazard area was in the lower floors... Yukari with her gut dragging to the ground while she was sitting still somewhat mobile unlike fuuka.. And tried to keep herself decent.. A pink top that didn't contain her flabby tits really well and some extremely tight unbuttoned shorts.. Letting her belly flop freely..

"oh hi aigis... Are you looking for kotone.. She's probably in her room..saw her come back with a massive ordee from duck burger... {and she didn't share...}"

Yukari said under her breath as she buried herself on a book.. Even if she didn't reek as bad as fuuka her body odor was still quite potent alerting aigis systems once again, Yukari was one of the only ones that insisted on showering but She informed you that she outgrew her tub a few days ago.

Your systems detect a third biohazard approaching.. Mitsuru kirijo entered wheezing grease on her face.. It seems the deal with okumura foods is going well..

"ahh... Brrouuupp!!!~ g..good.. A..afternoon e..everyone... Ahh.. Frrrrrbbshlouuush!!!!!~ ah.. E..excuse me.. I..I'll be i..in my room.. Resting if you require my asistance.."

Her black skirt didn't cover anything it was just the remains of it stuck on her sweaty skin.. Her white cardigan popped letting her pale gut free..

You decide to go check on your leader.. You rise the stairs at triple the speed of mitsuru.. As you reach the second floor mitsuru is wheezing on the 3rd step of the stairs, you slowly reach your leader's room knocking the door you're welcomed by her plump greasy face.. Covered in foodstains giving you a smile

"BWOOOOOOOURP!!!~ a..ah h..hi aigish!.. I'm s..sorry i can't let you in.. I..im d..doing something private right now.."

The blast of foul wind hits you face first.. You feel yourself overheat as your fans whir loudly To cool you off..

"we are not finished yet~ please continue gorging yourself with these lard coated delicacies~"

"i..I'll be back later!.. D..dont worry!.."

The door closes as the sound of gorging continues... It seems somebody else was with her..

You start overheating once again..

[caramialunaestelle]

thinkin' bout p4AU Mitsuru and going absolutely FUCKIN' FERAL. Just frothing at the mouth and making awooga noises.

she's so pretty i want her so bad.

[caramialunaestelle]

"It's not outdated!" Mitsuru argued back. But before she could continue a voice called out from behind them.

"Hey Senpai! Whoa, Kirijo-san!"

It took her a moment to recognize the voice, but when she did she immediately turned to give the boy a surprised stare. The boy was the one she had told Akihiko about earlier - a teammate of his who had asked her out about a week or two ago. She hadn't expected to see him here though.

"O-oh... Hanada-san..." She began, face flushed pink. She glanced nervously over at Akihiko, then to the other classmate, then back to Akihiko again.

"What are you two doing out so late? Aren't you livin' in the dorms?" Hanada asked, completely unaware of the tense conversation that had led them here to begin with.

"Ah, well, we... got hungry," Misturu explained, still giving Akihiko a nervous look. "I suppose you two already know each other... being on the boxing team and all... But er, this is who I was telling you about earlier, Akihiko."

As soon as he got comfortable, he was almost baffled by her questions. Akihiko expected it from Mitsuru due to how sheltered her life was, but not to this level. It's probably better to teach her some proper etiquette for restaurants that weren't so fancy as the ones she was accustomed to.

"Um, I think you meant to say 'waiters' instead of servers. The owner works alone, so there's no one else here." He pinched the bridge of his nose, and let out a sigh. Of course, the man was confused at the red head's sudden change in language and stared at her.

"Don't mind her French. I'll have the House Special, thanks." He tried to replied casually with a smile. Shrugging, the owner began to work on their orders, so Akihiko turned to her, whispering closely. "Try not to use outdated terms here, okay? And when your order comes, make a lot of noise with the ramen. The louder you are, the more the owner appreciates it. Understand?"

[mikanlardyclinic]

Nobody tell her the onky wheels mitsuru has now is her overworjed mobility scooter.. She would probably still wanna be ran over..

[caramialunaestelle]

Akihiko Sanada, a long-time friend and close confidant, explained the situation to her over the phone. Mass protests were beginning to form in response to the recent events involving the Phantom Thieves and their rebellious acts against major criminals. The protesters seemed to be at odds with each other; most were protesting against the Thieves, while a small few shouted out in support of.

Their most recent target was Masayoshi Shido, a political candidate in the running to become the next Prime Minister. Mitsuru had no real opinion of the man. She'd only met him once or twice in her career, and aside from a few sexist comments, he seemed utterly unremarkable to her. The Thieves had announced their calling card only a day ago, which in turn must have caused the commotion in the streets below.

"I apologize for the interruption," Mitsuru greeted as she entered the meeting room again. "Something important has come up and I need to attend to it ASAP. It seems there is a large-scale situation happening in the streets below so I will be happy to escort you to your vehicle and guide you to a safe route away from the crowds."

@caramialunaestelle

Ulala and the PR person listened to everything that Mitsuru was telling them. "This sounds like a good idea if you think so too." Ulala told her PR person. "It is, but I just want to make sure we don't get swindled or tricked in any way." He replied. "Are Kirijo is prepared to own up to their side of the bargin-?"

Before he could finish his question, Mitsuru had to excuse herself. Ulala tilted her head before she turned in her chair to the large window. She was looking out at all the commotion that was going on; large mobs forming and the streets filled with police and other authorities.

"I think something bad is going on." Ulala said.

[caramialunaestelle]

@lovers-wind sent:

“Your past mistakes are not who you are.” (for Mitsuru)

Reassurance || Accepting

They are struck by a profound silence as Yukari's words sink deep into her skin. Mitsuru takes a deep breath, the exhale shuddering as it leaves her lungs. There's a moment where she thinks she'll finally give in to her emotions and allow herself to cry, the tears are welling up and threatening to fall at any moment. But she refrains, lifting her sleeve to her face and gently wiping away the unshed tears. Her mascara stains the pristine white of her dress shirt.

"I can't help but feel all of this is my fault, Takeba-san," Mitsuru admits. "If I hadn't followed my father and his team into Tartarus when I was younger... If I hadn't shown the potential and awoken to Penthesilea that night. None of this would have happened. None of you would be burdened with fighting the Kirijo Group's battle... I... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry."

She finally breaks down, hands lifting to cover the shameful expression on her face as she lets herself cry for the first time in what feels like years. Mitsuru continues through graceless sobs, "I never meant for this to happen. I feel so guilty about dragging you into this mess, Takeba."

She takes a moment to try to compose herself. Although it's hard at first, after a few minutes, she manages to do so. "Thank you for being there for me through all of this. I really appreciate you."

[gluttonemporium]

Mitsuru Vore Belly Rating.

The Queen of Executions herself, eh?

Endurance Iron(Gutted) Maiden | Vice Grip | Like Another Muscle | Stomach Strong | Like a Pillowcase | Weak as Paper

Capacity Small Countries and Beyond! | Town Entomber | Bus Mulcher | Group Gulper | One at a time! | Micros Only!

Control Stomach Savant | Well trained Gut | Tumby whisperer | It's just a stomach | It makes it's demands known | A mind of it's own

Hunger Walking Black Hole | Already planning dinner | A bit Gluttonous | Three meals a day | Maybe Once... | Forgets to eat a lot

Digestion Instant Digester | Ace Assimilator | Brutal Boiling | Casual Gurgling | Slow Simmer | Perma-Endo

Comfort I'm moving in! | Five Star Hotel | Cozier than a Cabin | It's a gut all right | Cramped and Uncomfy | Can't wait until I'm digested

Just what you'd expect from a Kirijo stomach - powerful, but disciplined.

[caramialunaestelle]

As she walked down the steps to the girl's dorm floor, she felt a tightness in her chest. It was not a feeling she'd ever felt before, but it was paired with the familiar sensation of shame and disappointment. As Mitsuru heard him call after her she hesitated, considering turning around and apologizing for being so harsh on him, but she stood her ground and continued down the steps before rushing to her dorm room and closing the door behind her.

She pressed her back against her dorm room door, a frustrated sigh escaping her as his words replayed repeatedly in her head. Aaron wasn't right! He couldn't be! She wanted this! She wanted to be the perfect daughter, the heiress to the Kirijo Group. She wanted...

To run away from it all.

And she had been feeling that way for a very long time now.

"This is ridiculous," she huffed, pushing away from the door and crossing the room. She scooped up the keys to her motorcycle and turned around, deciding a bike ride would be the best way to clear her head.

He hadn't expected that reaction... Somehow. He'd been so caught up in his rage, his righteous indignation for something he didn't, and couldn't, understand, that he wasn't thinking clearly. So having his bias called out like that was... somewhat eye-opening.

... Didn't change his mind though.

"Well, nothing you've said has given me any confidence in whoever this is! And besides, if those meetings were in public, it hardly counts as any indication of his character! Everyone stays on their best behavior when they've got an audience!"

Her second point gave him pause. Had he really been ordering her around? That's not how he'd meant to come across, but when he was screaming his head off the whole time, it was easy to misunderstand his intentions.

His tone softened in response, fists unclenching at his sides.

"I wasn't... I didn't mean to-" He said softly, so soft it was hard to know if she could've heard it from where she was now.

"I'm not trying to give you orders. I'm just trying to convince you to give this another look! I don't- I don't want you to go along with this and regret it."

He could've followed her, could've fought her on her "punishment," if it could even be called that. He didn't work for her, he wasn't a part of S.E.E.S, he was working alongside them because their goals aligned, because he needed a guide to this unfamiliar time to figure out what he was here to prevent (He still didn't remember that part. Heck he didn't even know if he had a reason to be here. Not definitively), and it's not like anyone could stop him from going out anyway. Not unless she wanted to bench Aigis as well to keep an eye on him.

But he didn't. He didn't want to make things worse, step to far out of line and risk breaking her trust entirely.

Instead he just hung his head low, staying where he was and responding with a simple "Yes ma'am..." as she began walking down the hall.

Still... he needed to try one more time. Not from a place of anger, but of concern.

"Just think about it." He called out after her. "Please..."

[wyrdle]

cost and reward

Some musings about Takeharu knowing of his father's projects, and even continuing some of them. A) for the sake of sparing Mitsuru from being the subject of them, B) because it's the only way to test and figure out how to resolve Dark Hour (Something about acceptable sacrifices.)

More musings under the cut

Tbh this only arose out of some thought about how murky the entire timeline of events pre-P3 present day is. Eg. When did the experiments on kids start and 'end'? How do you learn of persona and potential when no one had it till after the formation of tartarus and Dark Hour as a phenomena? How did Shuji continue to get away with his heinous research when Kirijo group is supposedly cleaning up its act after the explosion lol.

Also, blaming everything on Eiichirou Takeba is such a great way to clean up things haha.

I'm sure the game didn't want to frame Takeharu as this character, nor muddy up Ikutsuki's lack of humanity.... but it's too much fun lol. Also, I love the thought of Ikutsuki not being a total black hole for forming bonds, eg with Takeharu or with Sho. Love love love Ikutsuki holding some genuine attachment, all whilst still doing things that go against that as is his fatal flaw.

Anyway, in my Dad Shuji AU, I actually attempted to fill the above plot questions haha. Shuji and some others in the blast vicinity gain potential "naturally" and thus study on it themselves, which is what I like to think happened in canon too. Some mumbo jumbo about shadow influence etc. Still leaves a lot blank but eh

[mikanlardyclinic]

Why do you keep scratching at your belly hair and pits, Mitsuru? Are you itchy?~

"o..oh my have you been watching anon?. my apologies i thought i was in private.. and.. yes.. I..I'm pretty itchy.. But I've been so busy trying these big bang burgers, i haven't had the time.., .they are leagues beyond anything duck burger has made.. S..so addictive CHOMP! ~ scrafhs! S..shou.. Greashy.. A..and deliciush.. "