#muse ;; yusuke kitagawa

[renim-gauge]

yoo happy birthday matthew mercer 🙏 you've voiced so many iconic characters from my childhood, hope you're having a good one! it's not often you turn 40

[playingwithstarsabove]

If Yusuke were to ever step foot into Penacony, he would find LOADS of art inspiration in dream stuff like walking billboards and talking soda bottles, spouting art stuff so often people would look at him funny. He would be so entranced by Aventurine's Coin Armageddon that he'll compare it to something Babylonian and become so obsessed with drawing both it and Acheron's Nihility Sword Slash right. And if Aventurine sees the painting? He'll go "Oh that is a beautiful painting." and buy it on the spot

[autonomousxselves]

what kind of tragedy are you?

(oopsie long post hehe)

Tagged by Stolen from: @braveryhearted yet again hehe

Tagging: @epitomees @oraclememehacker @orphemiss @shadowedresolve @tvstarkuma @limitlesspossibilities

wrong place, wrong time

it shouldn’t have been you. oh my love, you should have lived. if only. if only you had made a right instead of a left. if only your friend hadn’t had so much to drink. if only it hadn’t rained last night. then everything would be fine. a butterfly could have flapped its wings at another time and you would have have been fine. safety was so close, and yet so far. but alas, the stars just had to align.

written in the stars

it had to end this way. we all know it. only you were unaware. you had hope. hope, of course, only makes it hurt all the more. we all knew you would look back, oh love, there’s no other version of the story. and yet, alongside you, we still had hope. we believed in you, even though we knew you couldn’t win. and you believed in yourself till the last moment. it isn’t fair, is it? you didn’t know you were doomed.

self-inflicted

you were given the choice to live, a thousand times over, and yet you never choose it. not intentionally, oh no, you didn’t know it was a grave you were digging. but with every turn, you were twisting the knife deeper. every decision doomed you more. had it been anyone else, they would have made it. but you? you are so perfectly you, there was no escaping it. the true tragedy of it all, is how preventable it was.

doomed from the start

there was no way of winning, and you knew it too. but you still tried. you tried again and again and again to change it. you fought tooth and claw to change your fate, but she cannot be easily manipulated. it’s not your fault. the game was always rigged against you. from the moment you entered the narrative, your fate was sealed. you didn’t stand a chance.

[gemkun]

@halchron said : ❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜ SHUTKITA!! ↬ &. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

      ⸻       engrossed   in   palettes   of   blues   and   greens   ,   accompanied   by   a   shimmer   ,   belonging   to   a   surface   that   encourages   critters   to   breach   ,   akira   spectates   aquatic   life.   joining   him   ,   aside   from   his   trusty   feline   companion   ,   is   none   other   than   the   renowned   prodigy.

  kitagawa   yusuke   ,   who   decors   himself   in   sleek   garb   ,   living   and   breathing   his   innate   art.   a   detail   ,   the   trickster   himself   had   complimented   when   they   first   met   up.   gazing   in   awe   and   wonderment   at   the   visage   of   his   confidant.

  which   now   switches   to   the   containers   that   surround   them   ,   housing   a   myriad   of   creatures.   exhibiting   their   array   of   patterns   and   colours   ,   where   illumination   reaches   the   pair   with   the   transparency   of   the   medium   they   swim   through.   producing   a   kaleidoscope   of   hues   ,   that   would   undoubtedly   pique   the   colour   theory   yusuke   often   dabbled   in.

  before   he   can   swivel   ,   to   gauge   whether   inspiration   had   struck   ,   it   is   instead   the   fox   that   chimes   in.   beating   the   wildcard   to   the   punch.

  at   first   ,   he   simply   blinks   —   once   then   twice   ,   as   if   he   were   still   comprehending   the   unprompted   confession.   before   he   smiles   ,   sweetly   ,   and   slings   an   arm   around   the   far   too   solemn   student   ,   initiating   his   bubble   of   a   chuckle.

  ❝   yeah   ?   well   ,   the   feeling’s   mutual.   hey   ,   remember   the   first   time   we   met   ?   you   sure   scared   takamaki.   ❞   another   slip   of   mirth   circulates   around   the   tightknit   duo   ,   but   by   its   coda   ,   his   expression   softens.   leaving   his   voice   to   follow   suit.   ❝   you’ve   become   such   a   huge   part   of   my   life   ,   yusuke.   i   don’t   think   it’ll   ever   be   the   same   without   you.   ❞

  at   that   second   ,   his   palm   waves   ,   as   if   to   dismiss   the   sentimentality   that   wraps   his   phrasing.   ❝   ah   ,   well   ,   i   know   it   certainly   wouldn’t   be   as   colourful   as   it   is   now.   i   had   no   idea   there   were   so   many   different   shades   of   blue.   remind   me   again   ,   what   you   said   the   water   was   ?   ultramarine   ,   right   ?   ❞

[smol-sirens-garden]

@diverse-hearts Has Asked: ❝ let me take a look… ❞ - Akira to Yusuke

"I'm fine. Nothing to fuss over."

Still he sat in one spot and allowed the other to look him over. He did take quite the hit but he was feeling alright. There was some pain and soreness but other than that...He kept as still as he could to let the other double check just in case.

"How am I looking?"

[quillheel]

@tenebriism // ryuji & yusuke!

Maybe he was right. ━ Right. in the way there was no maybe about it. He knew better. Ryuji wasn't stupid like that. He knew where his limits laid, claws in the sand, unregretful of their own existence like he at times wished they would be, and thus was on their behalf. He knew what was not enough and what was too much, pushing became shoving became something else ( something he doesn't like to talk about. Something that keeps finding him. )

but Ryuji's always been stubborn ━ it's just that this time, maybe it wasn't just being stubborn ( that something else conjuring a byproduct; hands heavy enough to be cruel, only to himself. only to himself. )

Claws in the sand, wishing he was more than he was, pushing then shoving then falling; being caught. being told something he knew, but wouldn't listen to. Slowing down.

Slowing down. Slow down.

Ryuji takes the time as Yusuke talks to catch his breath, chest heaving with a greater weight than it should, two times his size. convulses in relapsing effort to get enough air to the rest of him ( almost lightheaded ). a body rebelling against itself when pushed too far; one leg shaking that ripples throughout him as if a reminder of the consequence, a scar like a lightening strike across his knee back and along to his calf ━ visible at the hem of gym shorts as if reaching up to meet the fabric in familiarity of a time where it was born, and then revoked from.

” No, Yusuke, I just━ I needed━ “ the sentence dies, half focused on in its utterance in the first place, the attention cut then tapered. he finds himself white knuckling a support as his breathing begins to even out.

his entire body quakes with the intensity of that consequence, a vital support refusing the pushing to be pushed too far, refusing the criteria of its creation to be met twice. the scar; an ugly reminder. he finds himself staring at it as Yusuke speaks, hunched, kneecap shuddering as if given its own mind and the tendons down his calf like guitar strings in conviction of the same cause, before his attention gathers itself back to Yusuke when he begins to pull something from his bag ( confusion, then surprise. how often he forgets, how people love him. how they remember. )

his expression is not one of instant gratitude, or even of anger that spills from his shoulders into his collarbone and floods him, its indescribable, almost unnatural on his features ; Ryuji, always feeling in extremes, unable to solidify what he was feeling in the first place. ( This, too, was an extreme. you just didn't know the name of it. )

… the expression caves in on itself — 'softens', too romantic of a word — after a long moment to dissolve resolution and Ryuji limps, pain jolting up the back of his leg into the pelvis then echoing up his spine of which he understood better than anyone ever could, and he allows himself to — lacking grace — haphazardly drop into the spot assigned to him by Yusuke. His leg refuses to stop shaking despite the lack of pressure ( the pressure both was and was not the problem; always the strain. always the strain ; until it becomes too much. )

he feels pathetic like this, acid through steel, rust still creeping and eating at him. he tries to shake it off.

” Yeah. Thanks, Yusuke, I just… “ he trails off, and an unwillingness to admit what had driven him to extremes clumps in his throat like congealed blood from an old wound that wont close.

” I really want to be strong for the team. Guess I kinda got too in my head. I didn't mean to worry you or nothin'... Sorry... “

[queen-ofsunflowers]

Because I've been working a bit on getting Ren's dialogue choices for MnM's future P5R installment, I'm curious about something.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Persona 5 muse tag dump||

~Ren Amamiya (The Phantom/ codename Joker)(Persona 5)

~Goro Akechi(black mask/codename crow)(Persona 5)

~Yusuke Kitagawa(Unforseen fox/codename Fox)(Persona 5)

~Ryuji Sakamoto(Boneface/codename skull)(Persona 5)

~Makoto Niijima(fist of the phantom star/codename queen)(Persona 5)

~Ann Takamaki(the flashy princess/codename panther)(persona 5)

~Futaba Sakura(The Navigator hacker/codename Oracle)(Persona 5)

~Sumire Yoshizawa(The Sword dancer/codename Violet)(Persona 5) 

~Morgana(The gentlemen thief/codename Mona)(Persona 5)

[paragonofvirtue]

“You have sprinkles in your hair.” // sumire to yusuke !!

Yusuke looked to Sumire, and blinked while also furrowing one of his brows. "I do? How odd, I don't feel like there's anything in my hair. Mind pointing to where they are?" He asked.

[smol-sirens-garden-tobemoved]

@historias-multorum​ Has Asked:  Haruhi smiled while holding out a box of homemade cupcakes. "Hey I heard it was your birthday so I made these for you." She presented the gift to Yusuke.

He smiled when the other approached, surprised a bit by the gesture. Still he accepted the cupcakes, taking great care of them.

“Oh how generous. Thank you. I appreciate the gift Haruhi.”

[kangen-wanshi]

"Can you say it again?" ft Akira Kurusu, Yusuke Kitagawa, Goro Akechi

He said the words "I love you", and you're not sure whether you hear him right or not. So, he repeats it with his own way.

Tags: fluff, kisses in Yusuke's part, a bit of spoiler in Akechi's

Akira Kurusu, He repeats it with his words

If you ask, he will say it again,  and again, and again.

He loves you.

It makes you stop whatever you're doing, as you finally look up to his eyes.

Akira has always been blunt with his words. Though with his ability to change his persona, and his entire demeanor, sometimes it's difficult to see how much his words actually worth on first glance.

But with the amount of time he says it to you, with the repeated intensity, and with that glint of desperation and honesty in his gray orbs, you can't help but let yourself believe the three simple words that came out of his mouth.

If he manages to catch you off guard, he won't hesitate to proceed with his action. To prove it to you with more than just words past his lips.

He would approach you, intimately close. Lips barely ghosting your own, hands still tucked in his pockets, waiting for you to let him in.

If you reciprocate him with similar action, say, you close the gap between the two of you on your own accord, his hands would start wandering, and words just are not enough anymore to convey his feelings.

But if you stutter, lose your composure and express to him about how you need to proceed with his bluntness, he'll understand.

He is pretty bold. He knows he catches people off guard.

Still. While waiting, Akira will not hesitate to repeat those three words to you every now and then.

He would repeat it everyday if he could.

Don't keep him waiting though. There's nothing more that Akira wants but confirmation from you.

"I love you."

Yusuke Kitagawa, He repeats it with his kiss

Yusuke is a poet. He experiences life, and turns them into poetry. Whether it be through his words or his art.

But sometimes, he's willing to admit that no form of art but his own action can transpire the true desire in his heart.

And in this case, his affection for you.

Paintings, poetry, and many works of art have been a representation of his desire for your affection. A reflection of what he feels when he's by your side.

You're his muse. One that has your fingers wrapped tightly around his heart.

When he confessed, he's sure his feelings would transpire.

But you just stared at him, confused grin yet flustered face and furrowed brows, and dared to ask him to repeat himself.

Well if words are not enough for you he doesn't mind showing it with his action.

Yusuke is quick, and bold.

A hand behind your head, the other easily sneaked around your waist keeping you there close to him.

You're still given space to escape, of course. But when he senses not an inch of hesitation from you, he's gonna go all out.

"Do you hear the cries of love in which my heart longs for? It calls only for you, dear."

Goro Akechi, He repeats it with his eyes

Akechi, frankly, is good and bold with both his words and his actions.

He's loyal to you even after the reveal of his true self, he doesn't hesitate to lower his voice and make himself gentle around you just so you're not hurt by his thorns.

He's as protective as he is vocal about it.

Sometimes, he even confessed to you jokingly. Though with your flustered state that is real and honest, in comparison to his 'fake' persona, sometimes he's glad that you never see the true, deep longing he felt about you.

With how often he acts gentlemanly around you, and how often he treats you like a loyal person, it's difficult to find out whether the words "I love you" actually weigh something or not for someone like him.

That's why, when he whispered it to you quietly during a confession, you asked him to repeat himself with a grin on your face, hoping he would just brush his own words off like any other time.

But when you look at him, right in his eyes, you know that this one is different. 

The way he keeps holding your gaze. His hands slowly hold yours, tighter by the second.

Akechi can't be trusted with his words. Or his actions. So that's why he hoped, he begged, that you would see his genuine love through his eyes.

"Can you see.. The transparency, and the truth behind my words now?"

[randoimago]

yo! Could I request Yusuke for the headcanon alphabet? A, H, X, and Z, pls!!! (๑>◡<๑)

Alphabet Headcanons

Fandom: Persona 5

Character(s): Yusuke Kitagawa

Type of Request: Alphabet Headcanons

Note(s): Absolutely! Ngl, I made myself a bit sad when writing Z

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Yusuke doesn't really think too much about being affectionate. His compliments come off as either sounding like he's stating the obvious or he's very over-dramatically complimenting you, but not in a flirty way. He just says stuff about you that's poetic and flowery (has called you very aesthetically pleasing many times).

Physical affection isn't really something he does too often. He doesn't mind it, but it's just not something he thinks about. Most of his physical affection is when he asks you to be his muse and he'll pose you with his hands lingering on your skin (has kissed you a couple times because it felt right to him).

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Yusuke definitely needs many hugs. But since he's constantly thinking of art and such, he probably doesn't always have time for hugs since he likes to have his hands free to set up paintings in his mind.

Honestly, most of the time with Yusuke, he'll accept any hug you give him, but he might not always reciprocate the hug. You can absolutely give him a hug, but most of the time he's still continuing on his business. Now and then, you can pull him out of his thoughts and he'll hug you back.

When Yusuke hugs, he places a hand on the back of your head to cradle you to his chest, laying your head over where his heart is while he kisses the top of your head. It's romantic sure, but he does it because he wants you to hear how his heart beats for you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I love the idea that Yusuke can be so charming, but he has no idea that he is. Like every compliment or praise he'd give his S/O is just said in such a matter-of-fact tone like he's pointing out the obvious. There are times when he will genuinely think about complimenting you (you have a new outfit, your hair is different, etc.), but most of the time he just acts like he's spitting facts when the most romantic stuff comes out of his mouth.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

When he sleeps next to his S/O, that's when he becomes really affectionate. When Yusuke was growing up, he didn't have a mom he could cuddle next to when he was scared or had nightmares. He never had stuffed animals to cling to when he was afraid of the dark.

And so some nights, when you stay over, he will just cling to you unintentionally. Is always embarrassed when he does, but you're just a big source of comfort to him. He probably also gets cold easily because he's super skinny and you always make him feel so warm.

Taglist:

@reo-the-leo

[autonomousxselves]

RANDOMLY GENERATED HEADCANONS

use this generator to create some randomly generated headcanons for your muse(s)!

Yusuke is a theatre kid.

Yusuke crashed a riding lawn mower into their fence.

Yusuke bites their nails.

Aigis shops exclusivaly at Claires.

Aigis has an incredible short-term memory but an awful long-term memory.

Aigis fucked your mom.

Ken believes in Santa.

Ken is an introvert.

If Ken was presented with an intergalactic portal, they would enter it without question.

Katsuya likes to eat straight coffee beans.

Katsuya uses two-in-one shampoo and conditioner.

Katsuya needs a nightlight to sleep.

Nanako watches My Little Pony.

Nanako cries while watching disney movies.

Nanako bullies kids on roblox.

Ryoji is a cry baby.

Ryoji voted Reigen in the tumblr sexyman poll.

Ryoji can't sit in a chair properly.

I wish I could tag but it literally will not let me tag anyone I know nor the blog that tagged me, idk what's going on here but i angy. you may steal if you like friends.

[gemkun]

@halchron said : ❝ i must thank you again akira, for indulging in my fancies like this. ❞ yusuke sighs in content as he sinks into the plush seats of the mueseum's cafe, his heart truly at ease. no matter how many times they went to museums together, he hardly doubted he could ever get tired of it. though this one was even more special than the rest, something of a date considering the day in which it was. he hoped it wasn't presumptuous to lean over and press a kiss to the other's cheek in this secluded little corner. when he withdraws, yusuke presents the other with a sketchbook, the contents of which were filled of pictures of them together. ❝ i hope it doesn't seem egotistical of me to gift you my own drawings, but i hope you enjoy them all the same, my beloved. ❞ ↬ white day asks.

      ⸻       if   there   was   a   time   for   him   to   don   his   mask   ,   it   would   be   now.

  not   for   gearing   up   as   the   leader   of   the   phantom   thieves’   ,   no   ,   but   to   hide   his   features   that   roseate.   warming   like   the   oil   paints   yusuke   dabbles   in   ,   and   the   colours   that   outpour   upon   his   untouched   canvas.   ❝   any   ,   uh   ,   anytime.   ❞   a   proverbial   wave   dismisses   the   notion   with   a   flick   of   his   tongue   ,   albeit   sheepish   to   a   glaring   degree.   fortunately   ,   the   young   artist   steals   his   attention   ,   to   train   on   the   proffered   token   of   sketched   adoration.

  which   akira   receives   with   a   thud   against   his   chest.   ❝   this   —   this   entire   book   is   filled   with   drawings   of   us   ?   woah.   but   there’s   .   .   .   so   many   pages   !   how   much   time   did   you   spend   on   this   ?   ❞   a   maelstrom   of   emotions   fill   him   ,   flooding   over   in   a   spillage   of   astonishment   and   stupefaction.   it   occurs   to   him   ,   how   his   enthusiasm   shines   through   ,   as   the   wildcard   already   begins   to   browse   the   myriad   of   works.   and   how   rude   of   him   !   these   pieces   are   to   be   digested   ,   processed   and   studied   carefully.   overtime.

  not   brazenly   skimmed   with   the   artist   stood   an   inch   away.   clearing   his   throat   ,   the   trickster   closes   the   book   in   delicate   fashion.   gingerly   ,   to   ensure   no   smears   or   creases   can   destroy   the   masterpieces   of   kitagawa   yusuke.

  ❝   these   are   —   wow.   nothing   i   give   you   will   ever   hold   a   candle   to   this   !   ❞   still   ,   he   chuckles   ,   before   (   despite   flushed   )   his   gaze   situates   on   his   bestower.   ❝   thank   you   ,   really.   this   is   perfect.   it's   better   than   anything   i   could   ever   ask   for.   ❞   and   with   a   gentle   smile   ,   he   clutches   the   sketchbook   close   to   his   heart.    

[smol-sirens-garden]

@diverse-hearts Has Asked: ❛❛ You look like you need a hug. Come here. ❜❜ - Futaba to Yusuke

"I'm not quite sure what you are talking about..."

That was a lie. He was sure he did. Futaba was more perceptive than the others so it would be easy for her to tell how stressed and disappointed in himself he was. After a small moment of hesitation he did approach, melting into her embrace.

"Thank you...."

[quillheel]

@tenebriism // yusuke & akechi!

the contact was something unfamiliar with him.

perhaps that is why he was so insistent on saying something, even when a sluggishness unable to be hidden in precise carnelian eyes, dexterity faltering in what is often used by such precise hands, a darkness discoloring the undersides of skin like cheap, shiny decoration — paint applied with a sensitivity often lost on Akechi, but one that was not so easily when it applied to the flesh; attention unending, monitoring, almost clinical.

perhaps it was that then, the unexpected from someone he has learned what to expect from, that championed him onwards like a curse he was bound to — eternally, Akechi was cursed, or at least that's often how he thought he was. how strange it was, for that moment of pinpoint notice, the contact an unfamiliar heavy pressure 'pon his shoulder, then; clumsy compared to the specific phrasing Akechi was talented in puppeting to prompt it, more natural than he ever was; its removal & its explanation. — if Yusuke had explained it sooner, Akechi hadn't been listening.

Initially, Akechi does not understand ; a thing he hates. he bites back the part of him that, impulsive, hears the reason & motive and calls Yusuke foolish. Uncomprehending, a white-hot moment of unwillingness to try met with the unkillable part of Akechi that denies the mocking, as if he is better than Yusuke, his eternal knowing he is not ; before he sets himself upon the task of seeing it through the lens of something he better understands. critical eyes scanning the lines, the progression, nipping at the edges of strokes of graphite or ink in his effort to understand why this mattered, why this was worth it.

Akechi is leaned forward, the worn booth of Cafe LeBlanc shifting as if moving to follow Akechi's lead hovering above his shoulder in one of the fewest times Yusuke is harbored within it's walls, as he shifts closer to examine. the same one might examine wounds, understanding the hands that made them, understanding what they were at all. ( Akechi struggled with the concept that Yusuke, or anyone at all, and himself were at all alike, however to say they were not similar in such a manner as this would be untrue. Goro's attention artistic in of itself, in the intensity his eyes always have. perhaps that is why Yusuke liked him. maybe Yusuke didn't like him at all. )

a perfectly trimmed finger-nail nips at the barest edge of a line at the bottom of the page, not tearing at the medium used to apply it, but rather only a pressure to it; as if by sinking his claws in, he could know it. — know it better.

"that is…" intrigue begins to strike him, rattling up into his nerves. his nail indents deeper into the fiber of the paper, never breaking through, only pushing it down. he understands it in the way detectives understand evidence, the way Akechi understands everything, the way he has to. "interesting."

he reels himself in, realizing that for all his intrigues, he is still expected to be the reasonable one. Yusuke was eccentric, blindingly intelligent in the ways Akechi took time to fully know just beneath the surface, but depravation and exhaustion were just the same regardless. human things, unhealthy in their intentional pursuit. what kind of friend would he be if he allowed this to persist? ( not friends. never friends. the way he always hesitates. ) — how hypocritical of him.

"By all means." a hand waved, eyes glancing to Yusuke's in his familiarity with the request before finding themselves back at the page "How long have you been conscious, Yusuke-san? However in-depth, and fascinating this study is, your health is a vital priority."