#p4g fanfic

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Hello, can I ask for the second part of Yu Narukami's story in Persona 4, the part about how their relationship will be after they confess to each other. I think you have a one-shot about Yu Narukami so you should know about it. And the last thing is can you do it as a one-shot?

Mess (Yu Narukami x Reader) PART TWO

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼!

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 || 𝘁𝘄𝗼

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Things don’t just magically improve overnight. 

As much as you both want them to, it just doesn’t happen. It’s just not in the cards for you. No matter how much you both wish otherwise. Because most days, you still wake up in a puddle of your own guilt and anxiety and insecurity. It’s not the same river of negative feelings that used to drown and plague you every moment of the day. But an obstacle is an obstacle. And the chokehold those feelings have on you- it’s not to be taken lightly. When you’re not careful, it can keep you in cold, dark places for long, long times. When you’re not careful, it can consume your every waking thought. Fill every bone in your body. Paralyze you with feelings of self-doubt, self-hatred, and everything in between.

That said, you have many more good days. And they always start and end with him.

Some mornings, you’ll wake up to an email from your boyfriend. Something sweet and simple. A response from something you sent last night. A greeting hello. A reminder about something related to class. Or just a simple ‘I miss you’ when you were least expecting it. And some mornings, when you’re really lucky, you end up waking up with something a little more personal, like the sound of the ringtone you’ve set for him on your phone. 

“Good morning, my love,” He would say to you. Maybe you’d still be so sleepy and tired that you could just barely mumble a greeting back to him as you struggled to pull yourself fully from your sleep. Maybe you’d be more awake and ready to receive his call. Maybe you’d be a little something outside or even in between. It doesn’t matter really. Because all you know is that it’s something that you look forward to. Something that cherish and never want to go away. Something that improves your spirit. Something that brightens your day.

Something that makes you feel a little less like the mess of a human being that your boyfriend had to drag out of the shadows and into the light.

Still, it’s all a work in progress. And in the couple weeks the two of you have been dating, things have been getting slightly better. Throughout the day, you may experience an episode or two. A flare-up here. A moment of panic there. It’s truly something that you can’t escape. At least, not so quickly now that it has built itself up in your mind with a foundation meant to stay. 

But you’re working on it. And he’s helping you work on it too. Truthfully, you still haven’t found yourself feeling the way you used to be when things were fine and dandy unless you were

hand-in-hand with your boyfriend during lunch or tugged into his side after school while he talked to his friends. But you’re teaching yourself how to stop comparing yourself to all his female friends. And you’re reminding yourself that out of everyone he could have picked in this town- out of all the amazing, talented, beautiful people who he could have asked out in this town, he picked you. He asked out you. 

And that’s what makes moments like these absolutely and utterly too sweet. 

Moments where you get to spend the afternoons and evenings with each other. Maybe you’ll be at his place. Maybe you’ll be at yours. But either way, you’ll spend those moments together with your arms wrapped around each other. You’ll spend those moments lounging on top of each other’s futons, with your head in his neck and his arms wrapped loosely around you. Sometimes he’ll read out loud a few pages of whatever book he was reading the day prior. Sometimes he’ll urge you into talking about your day and your feelings. All of the good. All of the bad. 

But in these moments, you only think about him. In these moments, he’s the only thing that exists to you. Not your teachers. Not your homework. Not the looming threat of making sure you make it home to dinner in time to ensure that your family won’t make any fuss. Not the great, powerful, and pretty Risa Kujikawa and her usual antics of always getting a little too close to comfort with your boyfriend and always toying the line in a way that never failed to get you at least a little bit frustrated. Not the amazing, intelligent, and resourceful Prince Detective Naoto Shirogane. She admires your boyfriend in almost the same way you absolutely envy her. But at the end, of the day, you’re the one who’s lucky. You’re the one with something to be proud of.

Because in these moments, you don’t even think of some of his truly close friends- Chie Satonaka and Yukiko Amagi. The selflessness the two of them show. Their poise, their confidence. Their joy and their bright spirits. All things you struggle with. All things you used to think you couldn’t achieve. But when you’re in Yu’s arms, you don’t think of them. You don’t think of anyone or anything. Except for your boyfriend, of course. Because in your boyfriend's arms, you can and could be anything. Because in your boyfriend's arms, you feel like a better person. One who has no need to compare themselves to others. One who could find their own happiness. Even if it comes shaped like the very person you’re laying on.

And sure, you still struggle sometimes within these moments. And you still come across the occasional negative feeling or thought and apply it to yourself tenfold- whether or not you actually believe that feeling to be true. You’re not perfect, you’re human. But with him? But with Yu, things start to become a little easier. Lighter on your soul. Brighter in the sky. Little by little. Day by day. 

So you’ll take these moments, and you’ll cherish them. Because just a couple weeks ago, you couldn’t even bear the thought of being around him or his friends. A couple weeks ago, 

A couple weeks ago, you were nothing. An insecure nobody. A big mess. But now?

You’re Yu’s girlfriend. And in the future, you hope to become more than that once again. In the future, you hope to not have to rely on your boyfriend for all your happiness and all your peace. You hope that all the negativity and all the bad feelings will one day go away. Or grow much more quiet. To the point where you can’t be sure they even exist at all.

But until that happens, you’ll take things slow. You’ll take the days one at a time. And you’ll hold dear every phone call and email and cuddle session and kind word your boyfriend sends our way. It’s all you can. It’s all you want to do. It’s all you can handle doing. It’s all you’re capable of doing. Because when cleaning up a big mess, you have to start somewhere. You have to start small. You have to start here. And for you and for him?

That’s more than enough. That’s more than enough.

[nemaliwrites]

more of the siren au hehe!

You first hear about the dead body the next night.

Dojima is still at work; you'd wondered if that was a slight against you until Nanako told you that it was a regular occurrence. She, at least, seems thrilled to have you around, and it's easy for you to return the feeling.

It seems, though, that when evening falls, the only thing that holds her attention more than you do is the daily news. She sits inches away from the TV, eyes glued to it like she wants nothing more than to climb through the screen. You were surprised, at first - you hadn't expected a kid her age to be so interested in current events. Watching her, though, you realize she's far more interested in the words and letters displayed at the bottom of the screen.

It's part of her homework, she tells you, to practice her reading. She's about to say more when a Junes commercial comes on and she cuts herself off to sing along.

You understand what she doesn't say, though; you've seen enough of this little family to be able to fill in the blanks yourself. Practicing their reading is probably something the kids are meant to do with their parents by their side, to correct any words they get wrong or don't know. Too used to being here at home alone, Nanako relies on the news anchors to do that for her.

The ocean can be dangerous, Dojima said. If only he knew that loneliness can be, too.

[thevanillerose]

PRIME TIME | YANDERE!ADACHI x READER | PERSONA 4

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything except my own writing. All properties belong to their respective creators.

Content Warning: Unhealthy relationships / Yandere Themes / Age Gap

Yellow police tape.Red and blue sirens.Black spirals.

How long had you been stumbling around in here? How long would you remain hopelessly trapped in this psychotic, psychedelic hell? This was the most bizarre thing that had ever happened to you in your life. Forget the weird string of murders recently, forget coming across a body yourself. Hell, forget going to the police station and first feeling that foreboding sensation in the air around you.

It all started when you went into that room...

…

“I'm so sorry you had to go through this, truly I am. You must be feeling pretty scared right now.” “Not scared, just...shocked.”

Tohru Adachi was a kind person, you thought. When you initially arrived at the station for questioning you were slightly afraid that Dojima would be the one doing it. Not that you disliked the man or anything, you just found him a little intimidating.

Adachi was a little dense, but you liked how sheepish he was. In many ways that clumsy nature reminded you of yourself. Perhaps that was what drew you to him. “Here's your tea.” He was kind enough to make you some, just a plain and kind of tasteless sort, but he explained with some embarrassment: “We don't have much better here at the station, hehe...”

“It's fine, thank you.” you smiled weakly and sipped some, at least comforted by the heat of it. The room you were being questioned in was kind of warm anyway but you still had chills after what you'd witnessed.

How could it be explained? How did that body even...get so high...?

“Sorry to push you at all [Y/N] but we really should get started with the questioning.” Adachi apologetically pulled out a notepad and flipped it open to a few pages in, clicking his pen. “Don't feel any pressure, but do try to answer me honestly.” “I will...” you set down your cup and cleared your throat.

“Good.”

It didn't go on for too long, but it felt like an age. You answered him as best as you could, voice only quivering now and then. It wasn't so bad being asked by someone that kindly, but recalling the details still turned your stomach.

Thankfully, eventually, he closed that notebook. “Alright [Y/N], that's all I need to ask you. Thanks for your cooperation. Though I'm sorry-!” he noted something with suddenly wide eyes, “-I must have made your tea go cold...” “Oh!” Remembering the cup beside you, you glanced over and touched the liquid with your fingertip, leaving a slight ripple. It really was quite cool.

“Let me get you another, since I distracted you.” Adachi stood immediately but you shook your head, getting ready to stand too. “I appreciate it but I really should get going-” “No no, I insist [Y/N]. Seriously, sit down.”

For once he almost sounded firm about it. Yet when you looked up at him you only saw that same bold yet shy man who you had met earlier this year when you first moved here. Someone who came across as simple minded even though he was a detective. A good guy by all means. “Well...if I'm not encroaching.” “Haha, of course not!”

Seeming pretty damn happy about your decision to stay, Adachi walked to the machine happily to get another teabag and some more hot water for it. Meanwhile you sat there, still a little stiffly, at the table. The rubber toe of your canvas shoe absent-mindedly kicked the metal leg beside you as your eyes scanned the room. It was a dim place, pretty damn dull, but not uncomfortable. Just drab.

The table was clear of anything but the empty saucer for your cup and a few blank papers. The cork-board on the wall was plastered with obvious news, all about the killer that had been terrorizing Inaba. Newspaper articles, photographs, maps, you name it. Any scrap of a clue that could help draw together a conclusion.

Eyes drifting to the blank screened TV in the corner, you sighed a little, catching sight of your tired reflection in it. You could only hope that they caught this guy soon before he killed anyone else. Such a monster...

“Here you are, sorry for the wait-” It really hadn't been much of a wait at all, Adachi was back in seconds. He closed the door and you didn't even hear it lock over your own noisy thoughts. He set the cup of tea before you and you gazed at it longingly, before finally lifting the cup and drinking some of it. It went down smoother this time around. You were starting to relax a little.

“Do you have any particular time you need to be back home by?” Adachi asked out of the blue, glancing up at the clock on the wall. Looking that way too, you then shrugged and turned your eyes back to him again. “7PM I guess, why?” “Oh good, I mean-” Suddenly flustered, he rubbed the back of his neck with some degree of fury, “-I don't have any more tasks today so it would be nice to have a little company to pass the time, even just for a little while.”

Admittedly that turned your cheeks pink too. Maybe you hadn't noticed it before, but was Adachi...interested in you? You were legal, that was something he didn't need to stress about, but there was still a big enough age gap for you to have always assumed that he saw you as a kid anyway. Certainly you had predicted your little heartfelt feelings for him would go unnoticed, forever one-sided.

Yet maybe you were in luck?

“Sure...I'd be happy to.” you eventually said, and he relaxed his tense posture when you agreed. “Aha, awesome.”

Time passed. He got himself some coffee and brought through some biscuits too, urging you to stay hush hush about it considering he wasn't supposed to be snacking on the job right now. “I'm surprised it's so quiet considering...” you uttered, and Adachi explained: “Most of us have been out investigating in the field, so I guess I got lucky pretty much getting the station to myself tonight.”

Just about, though you weren't sure you'd call it 'lucky'. It was a little too quiet...so you were grateful to keep having conversations with him. The topics ranged from school to work to friends to hobbies to cabbages of all things, but eventually time had crept on enough that your curfew was approaching. Adachi didn't seem to clock this until you stood up.

“Right, I really need to go now. Thank you again though.” you told him, pulling your satchel over your shoulder. He stood too, straightening his suit a bit. “You're going right now?” “Yeah, it's nearly 7PM-” you explained with your back already turned to him, pretty certain he was checking the clock and seeing you were correct.

“Thanks for the tea and the talk-” You repeated yourself somewhat and reached out to push the door handle down, only to be met with resistance. It caught you off-guard enough that you almost smashed your nose against the door. It wasn't...opening?

Why? Why wasn't it opening?

You tried again, rattling the handle a few times before turning to Adachi. “Did you lock the door? I need to leave.” “Oh! Yeah I did.” he smiled at you with wide eyes. “Well I...need to go so...” “...You need the key?”

Suddenly he produced it from his pocket, holding the glinting piece of metal up in the air. You smiled with some awkward relief. “Yes.” “Hmm.” Adachi pulled the key before his eyes, before then tapping it against his bottom lip a few times. You sweated. What the hell was he doing?

To your horror, he simply shoved it back in his pocket. “Sorry, no can do.” “...Excuse me!?” you exclaimed, completely baffled. Was he playing some sort of prank on you? “Sir, what's going on? I don't understand-”

“Why don't you sit back down and I'll explain everything.”

Something about his voice was different. Something about his face was shadowed. You pressed tight against the door and kept your sweaty palm on the handle, tightly gripping it. “No I...I want to go home now.” “...Didn't you hear me [Y/N]?” he tilted his head, eyes as wide and blank as ever, “I said sit down.”

You probably planned on protesting again, but you were oh so predictable. Adachi stormed over and grabbed your arm before you could, flinging you away from the door so hard that you ended up slamming against the edge of the table, bruising your side. “OW!” You curled up immediately, pained and holding yourself. Adachi checked the handle and examined his palm after he pulled his hand away, clenching and unclenching it a few times.

“Wow! You really are tense!” “You-!!” Struggling to your feet you already saw him coming for you in a blur of black and red. “What? What about me?”

You stumbled out of his way, letting his hands slam against the empty space on the table. Practically falling over your own feet you panted and panicked, back meeting the wall just by the television. Adachi's head remained hanging for a moment, as his body quivered violently with chuckles. “Hehehehe...you really are fast [Y/N]. Nice one...”

When his head raised again to look at you, you were struck with a sight that made your blood run cold. His once placid and endearing expression was now twisted into something truly monstrous. His face seemed barely big enough to contain a smile so wide, his once calm hazel eyes now beady pricks. The jovial, awkward blabbermouth had become a creature you couldn't recognize.

Yet you did recognize him, didn't you? He was the one behind it all. The very reason why you had come to the station so pale faced this evening. He had to be, why else would he be acting this way?

He was the killer.

“Figure it out yet? Clever girl, I was wondering when you'd catch on~” Adachi pulled his hands away from the table top and started to calmly pace around the side of it, making his gradual way towards you. You pressed ever tighter with the wall behind you, willing it to swallow you whole. Your legs felt weak and shaky, your knees ready to buckle beneath you. You blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

“D-did you drug my tea!?” Adachi blinked, looking at you with a supreme sort of innocence. “How easy do you think it is to walk into a police station carrying drugs? Come on [Y/N], you're smarter than that.”

One. Two steps.

“...Monster.” His face contorted cruelly. “Maybe.”

Three...four...five...

“...Let me leave...” Adachi's lips curled with amusement and he looked aside with his eyebrows in his hairline. “Ah...are you some sort of idiot, [Y/N]?”

Coming closer and closer...

“Now you must be feeling pretty scared. Right~?”

You tried to move. You tried to bolt. He was faster this time. Palms slamming to the wall like they had done so upon the table, your eyes met with an arm suddenly when you moved, and you fell back only to meet another. Before you, his chest, and above you his head, looking down at you with cruelty as you shied against the plaster once more.

“...The world's pretty shitty, isn't it? Filled with bitches and whores...” Knowing you weren't going to try running again, Adachi relaxed his stance and allowed one hand to drift over your shoulder, fingertips then tracing along what collarbone was showing outside your shirt. “But you...I always knew you were different from them. The very first moment I saw you I realized you were smarter than any of them. Because you saw it, didn't you?” Revelling in the way you shuddered, he allowed his drifting hand to cup beneath your jaw, thumb and fingers pressing deeply into your plush skin. Adachi leaned in closer, engulfing you further within his tall shadow. “That I'm also far better than any man out there. We're on equal ground in that way, though of course you still have a lot to learn.”

His lips met your ear and he whispered seductively: “...I'll give you some lessons in respect...”

Immediately you started struggling again, punching and lashing out against his imposing figure with your hands and feet, quickly finding it was useless. His laugh echoed in your head as he pulled back and grabbed your collar, hauling you with him towards the very thing you had been staring at so intently earlier.

The TV.

Tears welled and trickled down your cheeks as he spun you round and slammed your back against the screen, pinning your wrists painfully. Looking up at him in terror you shook your head. “I-I didn't know you were like this!!” “Yeah, because I'm a really good actor.” he grinned all too happily, and a sob escaped you. His sick smile faded a little, and he removed one hand just to bring it to your face again. Thinking he was going to hurt you, you flinched, but his thumb only softly rubbed away a tear.

“Don't cry [Y/N]. This is a happy moment, trust me.” “Y-you killed a-all those people!” “Nobody that didn't deserve it.” “You're a--a monster!!” “Hahh...you've said that alre-”

Your now free hand careened across his face and struck his cheek hard enough to make the crack echo. Immediately you froze, and a sudden cry of pain left you in his place as his other hand tightened on your wrist, enough that it threatened to snap. Whimpering, you shook your head again, the same digits that had delivered that blow now raising to your lips and curling in fear. “I-I-I'm sorry...” You didn't even know if you really said it, your voice was so quiet.

Adachi's head slowly turned back, and you saw eyes that truly glowed golden, an expression so blank it was inhuman. “Oh. I guess you really are the same.”

Suddenly your shoulders were seized instead and he slammed you even harder against the TV. When the screen opened up behind you, you thought it must have smashed. Yet...you could feel yourself being...sucked in? No broken shards around you, just a hollow space. Eyes going even wider with dread, you opened your mouth to cry out for help.

“HEL-MMF-!!”

His lips quickly sealed yours shut, and you closed one eye with weak and wincing resistance as his tongue explored your mouth. Adachi kissed you ravenously to the point where you had no choice but to return some to make him stop. It was as if he had been waiting a long time for this chance.

You'd say it wasn't one sided anymore, but your own love for him had vanished completely now. If only you'd realized sooner how truly malicious he was...

When he finally broke free he let out a heavy, sultry breath, and gazed at you with hooded eyes. You were so stunned and shaken that you simply stared back up at him trembling.

A smirk grew again on his visage. He was already over that slap, because he knew he'd have plenty of time to hammer it into you. Lesson after lesson. Change you into exactly what he wanted. That was what they called 'character development', right?

The hands on your shoulders pushed hard, and the world you once knew became a box before your eyes. Within it, Adachi only showed that creepy, knowing smile. It grew wider still as his hands released you, letting you plummet with only a single parting statement:

“I look forward to watching you tonight...”

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[birdbrainedboy]

Would anyone read a Souyo fic set in the canon timeskip (after highschool graduation)?

[mibkid]

"At some point he had glanced at Souji when he had broken his momentum of being lost in thought, Souji had had a smile on his face. It was adorned by soft eyes, staring at the scenery outside of the train. Calm, that is how he had felt. "

hiiiiii helloooooo nice too see you agaiiiinnnn with an actual art piece this time.

ok so technically this is fanart for my soyou fanfic. i have been working on this on and off for ... a month???? No actually since may.... listen it seems that this piece was a real struggle for me... and as you can see it went... ok... it's not bad by any means, but not my fave work either! (It'll grow on me prolly :)! or not who knows!)

(oh also this is indeed conected to that one little sketch of yosuke staring at someone haha)

[swordsfaires]

Nothing Golden Can Stay

Chapter 2: Tangled Threads of Fate

rating: M

pairings: Yu Narukami/Yosuke Hanamura, Yukiko Amagi/Chie Satonaka, Kanji Tatsumi/Naoto Shirogane (all minor/background)

characters: Yu Narukami, Yosuke Hanamura, Yukiko Amagi, Chie Satonaka, Kanji Tatsumi, Naoto Shirogane, Rise Kujikawa, Teddie, Tohru Adachi, Takuto Maruki, Persona 5 Protagonist (Akira Kurusu | Ren Amamiya), Morgana, Ryuji Sakamoto, Ann Takamaki, Yusuke Kitagawa, Makoto Niijima, Futaba Sakura, Haru Okumura, Goro Akechi, Sumire Yoshizawa, Lavenza, Igor, Adam Kadmon, Azathoth, other minor canonical characters

tags: Persona 5 Royal Bad Ending, Persona 5 Royal Sleep Ending, Post-Persona 4: Golden. Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Action/Adventure, Persona 4 Spoilers, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Canonical Character(s). The Phantom Thieves are defeated by Maruki and the Investigation Team steps up to the plate, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Strap in this is gonna be a long one, POV Multiple, I can’t think of more tags at the moment but just read it and trust me, They/Them Pronouns for Shirogane Naoto

After reuniting in Tokyo, the Investigation Team sets out to track down the potential cause of the changes and look into another unusual phenomenon: the rise of the Phantom Thieves.

—

Yosuke leaned back where he was seated on the sofa, crossing his arms behind his head. “Man, can you believe it though? Adachi being let out of prison? And now he’s coming here?”

Rise perched herself on the armrest next to him. “I guess if whatever caused this made it so his victims never died, then it makes sense he was let go.” She frowned. “I’m not sure I buy that he wants to help, though. It feels weird.”

“He seemed to be helpful over the phone.” Yu scrolled to read back on Chie’s texts. “Chie said she went with him to the police station too and he didn’t do anything.”

Kanji folded his arms. “I don’t trust him. He’s already burned us before, what’s to stop him from doing it again?”

“I agree it would be unwise to trust him, but I believe it would be equally as unwise to refuse his help,” Naoto pointed out. “Other than us, he’s the only one we know who isn’t affected by this and has any knowledge of the Midnight Channel.”

“I hate to admit it, but that’s true,” Yosuke said. “Don’t get me wrong, I still can’t stand the guy, but we gotta take all the help we can get.”

[qiangweirosa]

I don't share a lot of fandoms with you, but i do like your writing so I’m going through your fics like a middle aged dad being introduced to his child’s blorbos. I wouldn't be opposed to reading some x readers from you if you wanted to entertain my request in the future, but i also won't push you to write sth you don't want to. If you don't want to do that, then could i humbly ask for some Chie x Yukiko? I love them sm i just want the girlies to get to be silly together without any murders in the background, they deserve that

-★🐶

routine

relationships: yukiko/chie tws: none wc: 617 (its a short drabble, my apologies) extra: ty for the request!! thats so sweet of you, im really glad you like my writing that much. i've never written for persona 4 before despite it being my favorite persona game, so i hope i did these two justice! not beta'd so there might be mistakes

Life in Inaba could be so boring.

It was always the same routine: wake up, go to school, sit through class, hang out around town and go back home. And Chie hated boring routines.

Sure, it wasn’t all that bad. She liked being with her friends at school, even though she sometimes wished Yosuke would never open his mouth again - still, she couldn’t deny that she enjoyed their company. Unfortunately, she didn’t enjoy it enough for boredom to spare her.

Chie kicked the ground with her shoe. Her hands played with her jacket, stuffed in its pockets as she aimlessly walked around town. She didn’t really know where she was heading - honestly, anywhere would’ve been better than doing nothing. She really hated doing nothing.

She had thought about texting Yu to come hang out, but he unfortunately bailed on her to hang out with another one of his countless friends - seriously, how many friends did he have? - so Chie was stuck on her own.

She walked for what seemed like an eternity; she had probably gone all through the town by now. Every now and then she spotted someone she knew, yet nobody seemed to be free enough to quell her boredom. When she finally stopped, she found herself in front of a building; raising her head, she recognized the Amagi Inn at first glance.

…Well, she had considered calling up Yukiko to hang out. She just wasn’t sure if she was working today and didn’t want to bother.

But Yukiko wouldn’t mind if she showed up, right? Of course not!

And with that assurance in mind, Chie walked up to the door and rang the bell. The door was soon opened by one of the Inn’s houseworkers - her eyes lit up in recognition when she saw Chie, and she quickly ushered her in.

Chie was left in the entrance as the house worker rushed to get Yukiko. She awkwardly looked around, waiting patiently - as patiently as Chie could. Still, Yukiko came speed walking soon enough, throwing her arms around Chie’s neck in a tackling hug. Chie stumbled from the sudden force and fell on the ground with a yelp, Yukiko still on top of her.

“Wha- Yukiko, you can’t just jump on me like that!”

Her girlfriend laughed.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I was so happy to see you here, I couldn’t stop myself!”

Chie blushed. She couldn’t possibly stay mad when Yukiko said stuff like that, especially with that huge smile on her face. She sighed in defeat, returning the hug until Yukiko decided to get back up.

Yukiko dusted off her clothes before looking back at Chie - her casual clothes, by the way. So she wasn’t working today. She smiled; Chie smiled back, the reaction coming naturally.

“What brings you here today?”

Chie shrugged, her gaze wandering around as she danced on one foot.

“Oh, not much, really… I was bored, and, uh, I guess I just ended up walking here instinctively? What I mean to say is- I wanted to see you.”

She mumbled the last part, feeling her face heat up in embarrassment. Hearing Yukiko giggle only heightened her blush, and she looked away, trying to hide her face from the girl who was currently definitely laughing at “how cute she was”.

“Oh Chie, you’re so cute!”

Knew it.

“Stop it, don’t say that…”

She heard more giggles, before Yukiko approached her and grabbed her arm, effectively pulling her after her.

“Come on, let’s do something together then.”

Yeah, Chie hated the routine that came with living in Inaba. But hanging out with Yukiko could never end up as a routine to her; she always appreciated every moment spent in her company.

[riewiggles]

Kannao friends.

Read my friend's fic. It's AMAZING.

I do not only encourage it, but rather this is a requirement. My soul will haunt you if you don't.

[overclockedroulette]

hello persona 4 enjoyers

it has come to my attention that many of you have not experienced the wonder that is this fic

(the events of persona 4 retold from the perspective of the guy on the security cameras at junes)

it's so fucking funny and still in progress soo go show some love

[headcanonsmadepublic]

Thank you to @sandglass-art​ for creating the cover image of my most recent fic!

My Gaara x OC obsession will never die

[toasterimatoaster]

Hello hello! The fanfic is now posted! If you want to read Yosuke obliviously pine for 12 k words then this fic might be for you. 

Hope you enjoy! Also happy birthday to Yosuke! 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48021187

There might be some misspellings, but it was bound to happen bc it’s not Betad...

[manias-wordcount]

Can I request Yosuke Hanamura being comforted by a fem!reader who tells him that he deserves to be loved? Maybe have it take place after the battle with his shadow? Please???

"You Deserve to Be Loved" HCs (Yosuke Hanamura)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗮𝗱 𝗛𝗖𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽! 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

You weren’t there when it happened, but somehow you could tell something was wrong from the moment he called you and asked if he could come over

It was really late- much later than you had ever expected his parents to let him out but you just couldn’t say no to him

Especially when he sounded like that

Once he arrived at your doorstep, you managed to sneak him inside and up to your room without a problem but there was still the issue at hand

Why he called you sounding so…so defeated

But you got an answer pretty quickly

It started the moment you got him inside your room and locked the door behind you

In an instant, he just collapsed into your arms- almost knocking you off your feet

Somehow, you’re able to maneuver both of you onto your bed but he never once lets go of you

In fact, you must have spent an hour just combing through his hair while listening to him softly sniffle against your chest

When he finally does open up- it’s nothing but quiet murmurs of something that you know isn’t the full picture but the pain is more than evident in his voice as he asks you all kinds of questions

Do you think he’s worthless? Do you think he’s a pain in the ass? Do you enjoy being around him? Was he and his family and Junes the worst thing that happened to your home? Do you even like being his girlfriend? Do you want to break up? Is he even worthy of your love?

It’s heartbreaking to watch but you don’t press on his secrets- you know he’ll share what he wants when the time is right

So you continue to brush your fingers through his hair and you add on a few kisses to his forehead and his nose and his cheeks and his lips for good measure

And you tell him how much he means to you and to his family and to his friends

And how he’s not this cursed existence that he may think he is

You tell him that he deserves to be loved no matter what anyone else may say or think

And for the first time in the hours since he arrived at your house, you finally get a smile out of him

It’s lined with freshly shed tears, but Rome wasn’t built in a day

You’ll take it one step at a time- and you’ll do it all for him

[nemaliwrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Persona 4 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amagi Yukiko & Tatsumi Kanji, Amagi Yukiko & Satonaka Chie Characters: Amagi Yukiko, Tatsumi Kanji, Satonaka Chie, Amagi Yukiko's Mother, Tatsumi Kanji's Mother Additional Tags: Male-Female Friendship, Childhood Friends, Friendship, Attempted Sexual Assault, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Rumors, i ignore canon in favor of Vibes Summary:

Your first friend is one you never forget. Yukiko and Kanji know this better than anyone.

[novethegreat]

(based directly on this comic with op's permission)

All I could hear was my own pulse and a loud rushing in my ears. I was so sure the news was wrong. I'd hit rewind three times, but I had to be wrong. I heard it wrong, I read the headline wrong. The reporters were wrong. There was no way it could be true.

Six pairs of feet scraped against the wet concrete behind me. My own legs pumping, sprinting to the scene. Breath forming clouds in the freezing air. We flew through the caution tape like it was just cobwebs. My throat had long since closed up, but it was only when I tried to scream that I finally noticed I couldn't.

There he was. Our flawless leader, my partner, Yu Narukami, golden boy of Inaba, and the fourth victim of the Inaba serial murders. Tangled grotesquely in the cables of a telephone pole, dangling upside-down with limp limbs askew. The familiar grey hair hanging down, silver eyes foggy and empty, mouth agape.

It was just like with Saki. But somehow, it hurt even more. To have to see this horrific sight again... After everything, I still failed him.

I was stupid to think I'd changed.

🦋

There has to be something I missed!

Ah... This dream again. Running, chasing something invisible and unreachable. The desperation, the suffocating regret. The fog. And...

Huh?! Butterflies— They suddenly burst up around me, a cloud of blue and black. Seemingly splashing up from my footsteps like water or dust. I can feel myself slip and fall backwards, and as the wings obscuring my vision clear away, I see... The interior of a limousine?

Everything is blue, a deep and mesmerizing velvety blue. I blink, still dazed, and hear a voice. Its source? A decrepit man with the longest nose I've ever seen and bulging eyes that stare right through me.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room. It would seem that you have a most unusual destiny."

I look around. To my right, a beautiful, pale woman with silver-blonde hair. To my left...

"...Yu?"

I can feel my arm stretching toward him. He is perched on the counter over the cabinet of whiskey and rum. He looks down at me, eyes sharp and cold. His voice comes out cool and unfriendly, like he's never seen me before.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, our dear guest The Fool."

time skip

a persona 4 velvet attendant!protag comic from 2 years ago! id enjoy seeing yosuke being the next wildcard and growing into the leader role he so admired

forgive the awkward dialogue i am not a good writer

[neon1010]

What is A New World Fool??

Have you ever seen posts in the p4 fandom about how 'Nanako should be the next protagonist for p6'? Basically I saw something like that on Pinterest and was just kinda like 'ok.' and didn't care about it until it somehow got a chokehold on me and now here I am making oc's and a whole ass storyline. Whoops.

I have started posting it and it is currently on ao3, but only the first three chapters are here on Tumblr. Here’s the ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52609336/chapters/133073878

So uh u know. In case you're confused as to what my art is from.

[mibkid]

.... he has at least 4 pairs with different colors. you know exactly what i’m talking about, don’t lie. (yes, yes the shorts)

I can draw whatever I want and I chose to draw this... I think it’s a pretty solid choice, my priorities are in the right place 

Click on pic for better qualityyyy

.... i still think i probably made his eyes to big... maybe his face too?? hmmmmmmmmmmmm, oh well there is always a next time drawing him!