#persona 3 ryoji x reader

[justasupportunit]

Not Just Yet (Ryoji Mochizuki x Oc)

OC KISS WEEK!!! I missed two days so I kinda combined three.

Day 1) Almost (with a hint of Day 2 and 3 (Rain and Sunrise set))

TW: Attempted/Implied Su1c1de, mentions of death throughout. (If there's any more please let me know so I can add them!

Notes: The OC isn't named here, but their name is Lucian, this is kinda for a fic I'm writing about them!

This is it, you thought to yourself. Your feet staggered on the edge as you looked to the sky. You couldn’t help the tears that fell from your eyes. Why now.. Why now were you afraid of death’s kiss?

 You had no answer for yourself as you watched the sun begin to dim behind the horizon. ‘I’m sorry, but I have to go now.’ were the very words you wrote and left for someone to find. But where was it you wanted to go? You didn’t know. You swear you could feel someone watching you as you painfully let out a laugh. “W-why don’t I know…?” you stuttered. You haven’t even taken your shoes off yet, just the act of doing so scared you. It would push you further to something you were now doubting. You looked down at the ground, almost feeling faint looking at it. How did you not realize until now how high up you were? It felt like the whole world's eyes were on you, like death itself was waiting for you to do something– anything. 

You pictured your friends' faces. Mitsuru and Akihiko would definitely stop you right now, and maybe that was for the best. But.. they have their whole lives ahead of them… I.. I barely even know if I’ll have tomorrow. When all your days blur together… when time seems to drag on for eternity as well as all too fast, is that living? You didn’t know. Maybe there was something you could do to change it, maybe you could trust Akihiko and Mitsuru to help? Maybe… maybe you shouldn’t do this now.. 

You clenched your fists and hit your thigh with one. You couldn’t stand this hesitation you were now facing. But, you might be right, maybe now's not the time, maybe you can give it another day, see how things go. You wanted to scream. You were here again with no clue what to do, the feeling you dreaded the most, the feeling that made you want death's embrace in the first place. 

You don’t know why you even fell.

You didn’t scream as you did, you just looked at the sky. The sunset… Has never looked so beautiful…  You wished you could be there to see every beautiful sunset, every sunrise that would now never come, every starry sky that fascinated you to no end. Falling… really doesn’t feel fast… huh..

You saw something yellow appear in your vision, something that looked like a scarf. Weird. Then a ghostly hand grabbed your own. Before you knew it, you were falling with another. They smiled at you, their black hair flowing in the wind. For some reason, you felt relief in seeing them. Was this death? 

Your whole world began to dissipate, being swallowed by a void of rain. You watched as the sky disappeared, leaving you alone with death. You looked down, the ground hadn’t disappeared yet, and you were steadily approaching it. You felt your muscles tense as you prepared for impact, until you felt a hand redirect your gaze. Death forced you to look at it, before closing it’s eyes, bringing it’s lips close to yours. You felt your eyes grow heavy, shutting them shortly after. 

Yet, you weren’t falling when you re-opened them. 

“Hey sleepyhead~ Gonna get up?” you heard a voice call out to you. You looked around the unfamiliar terrain until you spotted a lanky guy with a yellow scarf, black hair and piercing blue eyes looking back at you. 

“W-who’re… who’re you?” you asked, your voice feeling almost foreign to yourself.

“Oh me? I’m… Ryoji.. Do you not remember me?” he asked. You shook your head causing him to pout. “Daw… well it’s okay! I’ve been watching you for quite some time now.. So let’s get up, yeah? You’ve got your whole life ahead of you.”

My… my life? Y-yeah… yeah. That’s right… my whole life…

You reached for Ryoji, only for him to partially disappear when you tried. “H-huh?”

“Oh.. sorry.. I’m kinda.. Not fully here. But don’t worry! I can still help you! Just.. picture me as your imaginary companion! Here to always protect you.” Ryoji flashed a smile towards you. “Now, let’s find a way out of here… so we can see that sunset again, yeah?”

[lilacskyly]

Working on a Ryoji x oc (or reader) fic. Been on the persona 3 reload mentality

[randoimago]

Reactions to being Kabedoned

Fandom: Persona 3

Character(s): Akihiko, Ryojo, Shinjiro, Theo

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Original request was deleted just cause it had some fanart in it and I felt bad about replying to the ask since I didn't know if it might've counted as a repost or smth. But here is this request!

Akihiko

Definitely a bit surprised by the sudden bang on his locker next to him. His eyes are a bit wide as you're suddenly smiling at him, looking proud at caging him against the locker.

"Uh, hi, S/O," he'd say, his voice a bit nervous. He's a little annoyed with how nervous he sounds, but he doesn't say anything as he waits to find out why you did this exactly?

Yes, it made him flustered. Yes, his heart feels ready to burst out of his chest. Yes he notices the jealous looks from girls that glance over and see what you're doing. Please step away so he can breathe again.

Ryoji

He's made countless jokes about this. Lots of, "Oh I hope my amazing S/O doesn't scare me someday with a kabedone." He loves making jokes like that. And then one day, he made the joke a bit too much, and next thing he knows is he's against the wall with your arms caging him there.

"Holy shit," he says with a dopey grin as he realizes what happened. Yeah, there's a massive blush on his face, but he will never deny that he enjoys this a lot.

"So, what'll you do now?" He'd ask as if he's teasing you. Were you just going to Kabedone him to make a point or actually do something else? Ryoji will take any chance to use this opportunity to make you more flustered than he is. He likes turning the tables on you.

Shinjiro

Raises an eyebrow at you when he finds himself trapped against the wall with you in front of him. He's not an idiot, he's read cheesy romance manga and knows what you're doing.

"Happy now?" He'd ask, his tone dry in hopes you take it as him not being amused by the situation when he definitely is trying to keep a blush down.

He is a pretty tall guy so he might find some amusement if you have to look up to him while doing this. It'd definitely help with his embarrassment at least.

Theo

"Oh, hello!" He greets you like nothing happened when he suddenly finds himself pressed against the wall and you're in front of him. He can feel his heart beating faster and his palms getting a tad sweaty.

"Huh, the temperature must have risen a bit," he'd comment as he feels nervous. He doesn't know why he feels nervous. He's been this close to you before. Perhaps it's the sudden surprise of the action!

Theo really is confused by his reaction to what you're doing as he tries to talk as if nothing happened. His words are stuttered a bit and he clears his throat a couple times. He might need a moment to process what happened, S/O.

Taglists: @reo-the-leo

[hanafubukki]

Ryoji, a being of death, the one who will end the world.

All he has known is endless darkness, and the times where he had consciousness, he was attacked and sealed.

And then he met you, and he cared for you.

Even when he didn’t remember, he was drawn to you; his special one.

You, who is full of life despite being pulled into these events, continued life with your head held high.

You who held out your hand to him and befriended him.

But he wanted so much more, and yet…was he even real? Could he touch you?

He was death, he would only bring you pain.

…but he yearned for you and your touch.

And wasn’t that that most frightening part? You having the power to make even death yearn.

And that’s why he gave you the choice.

To allow you to forget.

He would remember until the end, but at least you wouldn’t remember the pain of these memories.

So when you chose to not kill him?

A part of him knew this would be the result.

A part of him was grateful.

But who knew? You would forsake it all?

To be by his side?

You had always surprised him.

The Life to His Death.

[writers-reach]

Hello! Could i request headcanons for Junpei, Ryoji & Minato (seperate or togethers fine) with another member of sees (the reader) that's like a 'chickbro' to them? The idea came to my head so I thought why not :P

Have a nice day!

persona 3: one of da boys (junpei iori, ryoji mochizuki, & minato arisato)

notes: gn!reader, ryoji and minato can be read as romantic, no spoilers, platonic junpei

junpei iori

we already know how he is with his sl. loves to goof off, ropes you into doing dumb shit, but will fiercely defend you and your reputation like his life depends on it.

junpei comes from a shitty home, but after joining sees, he found people that he connects with and who accept him, and he wants you to be just the same. he wants to not only be the reason you smile, but to be a shoulder to cry on if need be

you two absolutely scheme to prank the other members of sees (though with junpei, your target is typically yukari)

bff dates to the arcade. you two get... scary competitive.

you are his number 1 hypeman when it comes to chidori. he'll go to you for romantic advice like "is this too cringey?" and you're all "nahh she'll love it!" even if it is a little cringey, they're just too cute <3

ryoji mochizuki

still flirts because dude can't keep it in his pants (regardless of gender i hc him as pansexual), but depending on if he susses out any romantic interest from you, he jokes around a bit more.

tries out pickup lines on you for feedback. some of them are good, some of them are so bad they're good, some are just... god awful. he's lucky he's pretty.

walks with you to and from school, sits next to you on the monorail, just hangs out in your presence a lot.

wants to try new things with you so bad!! new restaurants! that new bookshop that opened up! going to see that new movie that came out!!!!

probably is pretty touchy, but will back off if you tell him to. he's a gentleman, after all.

minato arisato

gamer bestie. will spend hours upon HOURS gaming with you, whether it be an mmorpg or something like mario party

you two have like, some kind of secret unspoken code (or, hell, telepathy) that allows you to communicate without speaking.

probably has a really complex secret handshake with you and you only because junpei got too confused to learn and ryoji just... bless his heart, he can't get it right

i hc that he does tarot readings for fun and will totally read your fortune, but will sometimes be a bit silly and completely misinterpret the results for a laugh.

i.e. "what does that mean for my future?" "oh you're gonna die a horrible death after eating spoiled food" "minato >:("

he brings out a more deadpan side of you, i bet

a/n: hope you like it!! since junpei/ryoji/minato are like, a bestie squad in canon, it's 100% implied that if you're friends with one, you're friends with the other two.

[allovertheplace-writing]

Persona 3, 4, 5

Character(s): Joker, Ryoji, Ann, Yu, Akechi

Genre: Fluff + Comfort

Type: Headcanon

Description: Their little gestures

Warning(s): Gender-Neutral Reader, Can Be Read Platonically or Romantically

Persona is on the brain so enjoy my little affection hcs <3

Support Me on Kofi!

   ➢ Joker

He'll link his pinky with yours while you wait for the train together

If he was being honest, it didn't feel like a simple gesture (surely his skipping heart was enough proof)

His grip is loose yet firm enough to reassure you that you aren't alone - that he's there if anything happens

Sometimes he gives your finger a little squeeze though

It's a perfect reflection of him; playful and caring

   ➢ Ryoji

Sometimes he bumps shoulders as you walk side by side

It's more of a light nudge than a proper bump, however

There's a restraint, making what might've thrown your body off balanced into a soft touch

He feels at ease having your warmth beside him, like how you think clouds would feel (he never quite pinpointed the reason why, but it was always pleasant)

The feeling of his arm never really leaves after too, mostly because it lingers near yours a bit longer each time, but it's soothing - like a gentle hush and caress to your cries

   ➢ Ann

She loves to intertwine your hands and lightly swing them between the both of you while you walk

Her hold is a little tight, but not unbearably so - it's jittery and excited; happy

A small habit she has with this gesture is how she'll pull your hand into her side (sometimes she even lightly bounces it on her hip when she talks)

The motion encapsulates the joy she has in your presence; how she always wants to try your drink even if she hates it, how she takes pictures with you and never posts them, and how open she can be

And it never matters where, she'll always want to hold your hand (and trust me when I say she'll always find a way)

   ➢ Yu

He does this thing when the two of you are doing homework, usually in the school library, where he'll reach across the table with his fingers spread

And if you indulge him by clasping your hands with his, he'll shake them jazz hand style - his eyes mischievous yet loving

He'll give your hands a soft squish before returning to his work, looking much happier than he had before

Though sometimes he'll hold your hands like a prince and just lightly shake them (he might just have a thing for shaking hands, but who really knows)

His little gesture is full of adoration and playfulness, like a tight hug and a nuzzle of a cold nose against your neck

   ➢ Akechi

He'll pick lint off your clothes and fix them if they're out of place, sometimes without even realizing it

One time, at the station, he smoothed out a wrinkle on your jacket when he passed by - much too busy to say "hi"

Luckily, no one said anything and he got to move on (Sae wanted to ask about it, but decided not to pry)

He isn't sure why he does it, but he knows it's him being quietly affectionate

It's a simple motion that allows him to dote on you wordlessly

[frickingnerd]

i can't make you love me if you dont

pairing: ryoji mochizuki x gn!reader

summary: ryoji overhears you talk about him to aigis and can't help but listen in on your conversation...

“why do you think ryoji doesn't like you? the two of you seem to get along well…”

aigis’ voice echoed through an empty classroom. everyone had gone home by now. it was just you and her in an empty classroom – and ryoji standing by the door, listening in to your conversation!

ever since he first heard his name, he couldn't help but listen in, to hear what the two of you were talking about. he knew aigis didn't like him, at least it seemed that way to him, but he was hoping that at least you saw him in a positive light. but what he was hearing now was confusing him.

“i think ryoji likes me… just not the way i want him to like me” you tried to explain to aigis. “i mean– i like you, but i like like ryoji. but he doesn't seem to feel that way…”

ryoji could barely register what he was hearing. you liked him? he had been flirting with you for quite a while, but he never knew you actually liked him. perhaps if he had known…

“so… you mean to say that you love ryoji…?”

aigis asked carefully, interrupting ryoji's thoughts, as he focused on the conversation between you two again.

“i do…” you confessed quietly, the word love being so strong that it made you feel flustered. “but… ryoji flirts with every girl. i know i'm not the only one who likes him. and i know my luck with guys. they usually end up falling for someone else. i bet it's no different with ryoji…”

ryoji lowered his head as he continued listening to you. he never meant to make you feel like you were just one of many. you meant a lot to him. he only regretted that he never showed that to you.

“perhaps it would be best to move on then” aigis suggested, making ryoji flinch as he heard those words. “i think you can do better than him. you shouldn't have to date a guy who can't choose who he wants”

a pained chuckle escaped your lips.

“if only it was as easy as just moving on…”

[twilovesshuake]

Y/n: You're staring again....

Ryoji: Listen, If you didn't want me staring at you on dates, swooning and imagining our lives together, maybe, just maybe, You shouldn't be so gorgeous.

Y/n: .....*Blushes*

Ryoji: *Seeing y/n blush* your gonna give me a heart attack.

[verxsyon]

modern au persona (3-5). main casts x gn!reader.

hcs based on their social links/confidants or smth the characters are good at?

listening to music as you’re asleep with makoto (yuuki)/minato! archery with yukari! shopping with with bff junpei to buy gifts for his gf! dinner with akihiko and shinjiro! (@auraxins and @dawns-noctua enabled the poly agenda lmaooo.)

attending fests with yu! kung fu movie marathon with chie! mani-pedi with kanji (he definitely loves it; canon because i said so)! solve cases with naoto!

flirt with a cafe worker named akira/ren! mock photoshoot with ann! be a muse for yusuke! fake dating with makoto (nijima)! plant parents with haru! deep talks with akechi (i think the only part with angst; idk i think he’ll need them)!

and many more!

[narrators-journal]

Yandere!Ryomina x reader

I need to stop accidentally posting to the art blog lol

So, I can’t get this scenario out of my head, so I’ve translated it into an x reader! It will be split into two gendered sections because I think that would affect the dynamic p importantly lol.

CW: implied spoilers for the games, dark, dark implications as well. Pregnancy is also brought up. It’s yandere, so...morals are a bit eh. Self indulgence like hellllll.

Male

A male Darling who gets the attention of yandere!Ryomina would be so very fucked.

Admittedly, any gendered darling would be screwed, considering Ryoji. But a male one would have a particularly yikes time. Because you not only have Ryoji as a yandere, but Minato too, since I think he’s gay.

So! It’s a BOGO deal lol. But for Yandere lovers.

Ryoji’s at least not a harmful yandere. He has no real need to hurt you when you legit just. Can’t escape him. He’ll chain you up, keep you under the guard of Minato or himself, stuff like that, but he won’t break your leg if you run.

Minato’s a lil different. He probably willbreak your leg.

Minato’s a bit more unhinged when it comes to the violence it takes to contain his darling.

Since he doesn’t have the power Ryoji has, he makes up for it that way. Which means a male darling has almost no chance to escape.

You can outrun Minato, but Ryoji willcatch you, and Minato willpunish you viciously for trying to leave him.

But hey, Ryoji will comfort you afterwards.

Also, these two are inevitably going to kidnap their darling. It might take a while, since Ryoji likes the hunt, but it will happen without a doubt.

Female

A female darling would not actually have it any easier than a male, honestly.

In fact, I think in some ways, a female darling would have it worse. Considering a male darling would be picked up out of a mutual desire from both Ryoji and Minato. But a female would only really be chosen for a purpose.

And, that purpose would be to try and bring a child into the world for Ryomina.

So, while you only really get one Yandere, that yandere would be Ryoji. Arguably the worst of the two by a long shot.

But hey, Minato wouldn’t really care too much for you beyond a platonic liking. I view him as gay, so he has no real strong feelings for a female darling.

That’s not saying he’d let you go.

No, if Ryomina decides to have a child in this fashion, Ryoji’s possessive side will be worsened, and Minato won’t be any help to curb it since he’d, y’know, want a kid from you.

On the bright side, I don’t think they’d go so far as to just. Forcibly knock you up like true scumbags. It’d be moreso ‘hey, we have an open relationship, so hook up with Ryoji’. And then once you get pregnant, then they become yandere.

It’s still calculated and scummy, but not asbad at least. Small victories.

Once again, though, you won’t be able to run, even if Minato lets you try. Especially not as far as a male darling could get if they tried.

Ryoji’s gonna be protective, so you’ll be lucky to be free an hour before he snatches you back up.

He won’t be an ass to you or anything, or really show any anger for fear of stressing you out, but you will probably be chained up and monitored constantly.

At least the basement you’ll be kept in will be furnished into a nice little apartment for you to stay in between pregnancies?

[beloved-blaiddyd]

LOCKED AND LOADED [Yandere!Wanderer x Reader]

Prompt: The world is about to end. How will you grieve when you're forced to be with a miserable man until the last second? [Dedicated To: @mixed-kester for the Alone Together Event]

Content Tags: yandere!scaramouche "fluff" oneshot (yes, there are no other parts:]), major persona 3 spoilers but you DON’T need to know the game before reading this since everything is explained, improper use of a S.E.E.S evoker /j, Scaramouche is so normal about you, UNRELIABLE NARRATOR, major character death/s–

V. Acceptance.

"Where the hell are you, (Y/n)?"

Standing near what should have been the front doors of his university was a short man with dark purple hair. He leaned precariously against them, his head tilted upward as if the sickly green moon's ominous pull was nothing to be afraid of. Gekkoukan University's nearby dorms– fraternity and sorority houses included– are not usually this silent. Instead of people, coffins were aligned perpendicular to the ground.

The wanderer glanced at his watch with mild interest. He had been waiting for a while now. Your guest hoisted himself up, circling the ground with the tip of his shoe. The baseline of his attitude had always defaulted to irritability and passive-aggressiveness. The vertically aligned hour-and-minute hands do not placate it. The timing itself makes it worse.

It's December 31st, 2009, 12 AM– the Dark Hour.

With a harsh sneer, he pocketed his hands. You usually have the door to the Velvet Room open to him whenever. What's the big deal? Were you seriously THAT mad at him? Really? He didn't do anything to warrant this "pettiness". He had never known silence as much as this moment.

You should've accounted for the hostility that proceeds on the "off-chance" he did arrive early.

His tone darkened, his bloodied hands gripping his S.E.E.S evoker tightly.

"If you don’t show up, I will cleanse the world of human emotion all by myself"

You shook from afar, afraid of how he wouldn't hesitate to make his threat a reality. He had already taken so much– you were beyond mad at him. You were terrified. Wronged. Abused. You didn't want to step into the light. Much worse, step into his shadow.

The worst thing evil can do is to turn you into one of them.

He clutched the bloodied yellow scarf in his hands tightly.

Why did this happen?

How did things END up like this?

IV. Depression.

You took a deep breath and charged forward.

You don't trust [Wanderer] ever since Ryoji told him about the impending apocalypse.

Seldom do you leave the Velvet Room. You weren't hiding in the Velvet room months before the end of the world was imminent. When April had only reached its fourth day, there was nothing you wanted more than to spend time outside. So ignominiously innocent. You did not know who [Wanderer] was and how much effect he would have on your life at the time. You were just tired of the ongoing stream of uneventfulness.

And now here you are, berating the protagonist in full.

"[Wanderer], why is Ryoji missing?! US ATTENDANTS CAN'T FIND TRACK HIM ANYWHERE!!!"

With a fistful of his university uniform, you yanked him by the collar. Your eyes were livid as you reeled your composure. This wasn't what you had in mind when you were "isekai"d into a video game. Out of any game, why did it have to be Persona 3? And out of anyone that could be a protagonist, why did it have to be HIM?!

You thought this would be a grand affair... Whatever they spun in anime back when your reality existed were pure lies. Where are the scenic views? The mountains? The grasslands? This plane of existence you're forced to sit through for eternity was far from the RPG fantasy people would hope for. No closer you could ever be to paradise.

In fact, this man is threatening to ruin said paradise.

[Wanderer] pulled your hands away forcefully. His glare was not that different from yours. "Why do you care about him so much?"

"Oh, I don't know! Maybe it's because his death means forgetting everything?!" You clenched your empty fists. "You know damn well what happens if he dies! You'll lose all the help you can get to stopping the Fall!"

Such a heavy weight on your shoulders but the protagonist doesn't care. This may be a turn-based game– but it wasn't based on you. If it was, you wouldn't be screaming your heart out at him! You wouldn't be an NPC. Hell, you'd probably be a better protagonist than him.

You closed your eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed every stress out of your system.

"Listen—" You rubbed your temple. "You need to start forming bonds. Social links. Support system. Confidants. Whatever you want to call it. You were supposed to have the answer by now as to what life is for."

[Wanderer] remained silent throughout your spiels. His facial expression alone was enough to infer immense disinterest. You were mindlessly doing your job. There will be no tirade or physical aggression that can convince him that you believe in your assertions with full conviction.

"Do you want to see him?"

"Yes! Of course. Knowing you, you're—"

"Tempted to kill him because you think I want the world to end?"

"Obviously."

That's where you're wrong.

A nihilistic man can have other reasons to commit murder.

"But if he's missing, you can forget about him, right?"

"What on earth are you talking about?!"

[Wanderer] turned around. "Meet me later, you know the time."

"I'll show you where Ryoji is."

III. Bargaining.

XX/09/2009

He doesn't recall the time he was brought into this world like you had.

Puppets are malleable. Memories are easy to overwrite when your body is held together by white wood and "khemia". His past evades him.

Maybe it's better this way.

He took you to Chagall Café. Although it was your first time out in a long while, he had no qualms about ignoring your questions. He feigned deafness as you asked about the news, his college life, friends, or anything related to what was happening in 2009. And he even ignored your humble request to buy the cheapest coffee for you. Instead, he bought you a chocolate frappe.

"For Elizabeth's cutest little sibling." He said, sarcastically copying Elizabeth's tone as he sharply handed the drink. "Wouldn't want everyone's darling to get a caffeine addiction."

Thanks, asshat.

Of all his offensive behavior— he really spent more money just to insult you. You shook your head and accepted it. It's the most expensive one on the menu too. What dedication to being a hater. But before you could open your wallet, he shot your payment down.

"Just take it." He smirked. "Look at you, paying me back for treating you poorly. Are you a masochist?"

You immediately shoved your money back in. "You still bought me a free drink, so really, who's the loser here? Prick."

[Wanderer] laughed heartily before he pulled out his battered codal, which had underlined texts for provisions he deemed important. There was a momentary softness in his gaze that disappeared in an instant.

But that's the only conversation he planned on having that evening. He did mention he'll drag you out in his study session so you weren't too shocked by it. Instead, you sat and awkwardly people-watched. The world you came from and this one were identical. You got through your old 2009 just fine— it's just that Tatsumi Port Island was not a real location from your original Japan.

Your memories about the video game Persona aren't very clear since you reincarnated in the game, but the red band [Wanderer] wore on his sleeve affirmed that he is the leader of S.E.E.S. It's nice to know that someone like him has the potential to become a leader.

[Wanderer] appeared wholly immersed in his studies.

…

Maybe he wouldn't notice if you looked around—

…?!

He immediately grabbed your hand. You yelped slightly as you noticed the iron grip he had.

"Where are you going?"

Don't leave him.

He squeezed just a bit more tightly.

"W-What the— I'm just going to the bathroom." You felt a shiver down your spine as you shared his gaze. There's a dull coldness to it you couldn't quite place, as if he had been a witness to injustice, sevenfold.

You quietly sat back down. He still hasn't let go of your hand.

"Good riddance." He muttered.

"If it isn't [Wanderer]!"

You turned around, yanking your hand away.

It's Ryoji.

You stood up, gawking.

"W-Woah, are you okay?" Ryoji asked, hurriedly approaching you. While you were frozen in place, [Wanderer] looked at his empty hand, feeling your warmth escape his fingertips.

G-Good… he's still alive.

You thought [Wanderer] killed him.

[Wanderer] is the wildcard, and that's a terrifying factor to consider. He hasn't shown any interest in humanity. Knowing his past has not increased any hope on your end. Everyone else in his eyes are insignificant insects.

He has the power to end Ryoji.

He has the power to end this world.

Locked and loaded.

Ryoji's eyes softened. "Wait, I think I know a beautiful face like yours from somewhere… You must be [Wanderer]'s attendant, (Y/n), right?"

You blinked.

"Wait, how did you…"

He chuckled, taking and placing a soft kiss on your gloved hands.

"I have my ways." Ryoji winked.

"Don't touch them." [Wanderer] sneered.

Ryoji stood up straight, unfazed by his threatening tone. You took a moment to examine his appearance. He had a lot of white clothing and a big yellow scarf around his neck. Just below his left eye is a mole. On the surface, he appeared quite human, but everyone seated at this table was aware of his true nature.

He is the 13th arcana. The appraiser.

You and [Wanderer] have every right to be wary.

"I'm Ryoji Mochizuki. It's nice to be officially introduced to you, Mx. (Y/n)."

"Ryoji Mochizuki…" You tasted the syllables.

"Oh? Who knew hearing my name from your lips makes it sound so wonderful."

"C-Cut it out, you don't mean that." You said, a little flustered.

[Wanderer]'s gaze fixated on you, stewing in his concoction of envy and misery. His fists were clenched beneath the table, knuckles turning white. With narrowed eyes, he watched as you continued engaging in conversation with Ryoji. His laughter was grating his ears. He couldn't bear the sight of you engaging with another man, especially someone as flirtatious as him.

Ryoji, sensing [Wanderer]'s distress, shot him a casual glance. To top the look, he paired it with a knowing smirk. He made mental notes of the man's clenched jaw and tensed shoulders.

"You seem a little on edge, [Wanderer]. Finals coming up?" He feigned innocence.

"It's December, and I'm not on edge." He scoffed, trying not to make his gritted teeth evident. "Don't you own a calendar? Finals are in March. To think a pea-brain like you managed to transfer to Gekkan…"

"Right, right." Ryoji smiled, closing his eyes. "Then it must be my proposal you're thinking of."

You stiffened; [Wanderer] did not.

"Ryoji—"

"I know, Mx. (Y/n)." He started. "I know you're not too keen on the idea of killing me. My existence is the affirmation of the Fall. None of you— sorry, I forgot (Y/n) is from the Velvet room— I meant none of them will live till Spring… Or perhaps it's more accurate to say they'll forfeit the will to live."

…

"… I-I'm sorry." Ryoji buried his face in his yellow scarf. There's a certain tremble in his voice that truly emphasizes his sorrow. "Just as all living things die, the flow of time cannot be hindered. But there's comfort in killing me. If you do… you won't have to suffer for the coming days."

If [Wanderer] kills Ryoji, Tartarus, the Dark Hour— the burden of everyone's memories will all disappear.

But [Wanderer] can retain his.

He's not originally from this world after all…

However, should he let him live, the rest of S.E.E.S's life will continue until everyone's inevitable demise.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

[Wanderer] rolled his eyes, diverting his eyes back to his notes. "Everyone will die soon, who cares? I've heard your spiel several times already. You need to get more entertaining material."

"[Wanderer]!" You scolded him.

Your eyes widened in disbelief at [Wanderer]'s unwittingly casual jabs at the apocalypse. You wanted to ask him if he was even listening, but the truth will disappoint you. A cold sweat formed on your brow.

Ryoji's smile crooked into a hopeless one.

"You depend on (Y/n) too much."

[Wanderer] froze. "What did you say…?"

"You have a group of people around you, eager to establish a bond— eager to be friends with you. You have met Junpei, Yukari, Mitsuru, Akihiko, Fuuka, and many others– but you don't consider any of them as your friends." Ryoji shook his head. "Instead, you spend your time with just (Y/n). Never anyone else. Just them. To the point that I think it's unhealthy."

"I don't care for humans." He replied immediately.

"You're human too, [Wanderer]." Ryoji shot back. "You're made of blood, bones, and flesh."

[Wanderer] fell silent. What Ryoji said was true, and yet…

"Am I?" He laughed.

The sound was hollow and mechanical. Deprived of genuine mirth. It did not sound forced, yet his eyes were dull.

…

Perhaps he lived as a puppet for so long that the idea of being human has yet to reach him.

Ryoji shifted, uncomfortably glancing between you two. The tension was palpable despite the cafe's peaceful ambiance. Ryoji cleared his throat softly.

"I should leave…" He trailed off, voice slightly wavering. His eyes darted around, scrambling for words to say. "But, um, before I leave, I just want to say again that you need to give it some more thought, [Wanderer]... It's a big deal… Just…"

Ryoji sighed. "Remember to make your choice to spare or kill me by December 31st. I'm glad you're having fun but don't get too distracted with (Y/n). I'll be waiting."

That being said, his footsteps reverberated loudly in the otherwise still room as he turned and headed for the door. He dared to turn back as he grabbed for the doorknob and saw you two sharing a look that he couldn't determine if it was one of contemplation or displeasure. He hurried out and the cafe door shut behind him.

"Happy?" [Wanderer] bitterly asked.

You paused for a moment… then grinned.

"Tsk, what are you laughing at, worm?"

"Nothing, nothing!" You shrugged. "I just thought that for a guy with a stick up his ass, you're cute when you're jealous."

That riled [Wanderer] up in an instant.

You do not know the full extent of his envy's filth.

"I am NOT—" He stopped, realizing how counterproductive it would be. "Whatever. I don't care."

"Uhuh?"

"Shut up and finish your damn chocolate!"

II. Anger.

Before you know it, it's April.

"Seriously, you three, I'm bored as fuck! Can't I just take a stroll outside?" You yelled, waving the heavy persona compendium in the air as your sisters ignored you.

It hasn't been long since you reincarnated, so your right to go outside isn't as liberal. Given the impending threat of an apocalypse, the Velvet Room attendants are especially overprotective.

"(Y/n), dear sibling, watch your mouth! You mustn't let Igor or Nameless hear you speak so vulgarly."

Taking a good look at your new "siblings", you've noticed how almost everyone was present. Margaret sat elegantly on the sofa while Theodore & Elizabeth were doing their best to calm you down. It's almost rare to have all three in one place. The three oldest were busy-bodies who had more eccentric matters they devoted their attention to. Including rapping and dancing, though neither performances are good for your senses.

"If boredom plagues you, then you should try teasing Theodore." Elizabeth yawned. "He's easy pickings."

"Sister!" Theodore pouted. "Shouldn't (Y/n) focus on studying how fusing works? It would be a better use of their time…"

"The day (Y/n)'s new wildcard learns the value of social links might just be the day miserly politicians become generous." Elizabeth shrugged.

You paled, tugging her sleeve. "Oh fuck… Am I screwed?"

She gave you a lopsided smile. "I may be your new sibling but that does not mean I am obliged to resolve your problems, (Y/n). Learn to solve this on your own."

Theodore coughed.

"Please, stop scaring them, sister Elizabeth. It's not their fault this new guest is a cruel arbiter. I fear there will not be a second of groundless joy in store for them…"

"You're not helping me relax either! Motherfucker. Can't you two speak normally?"

"Settle down, all of you."

The four of you stood straight as Igor tilted his chin up. Though you've gotten used to his bloodshot gaze, it had a way of prickling your skin this time around. With his signature smile, he closed his eyes and snapped his fingers.

"Our guest is about to enter."

"W-Wait, RIGHT NOW?!?"

Before you could react, the room transformed into what appeared to be a large elevator. The walls were barred and creaking noises began to subtly make their presence. A floating door materialized, and soon, opened.

Dark purple hair and eyes, short frame, soft face.

"…Hmm?"

You blinked.

"Wait, no way…"

You know him.

Of course, you know him.

"Everyone, meet [Wanderer]."

You decided that you two should reintroduce yourselves and forget that the past ever happened.

For now, you had been gifted with a vital role: being the protagonist's attendant.

According to your Igor, your role is to assist your guest in fusing personas. He had chosen you specifically in advance as you are his "anima/animus figure". Initially, that job was for Elizabeth. However, your beliefs, your intuition, your emotions— they're in perfect tune with [Wanderer]. Igor expects you to facilitate their spiritual and psychological growth and implore them to interact more with others.

Which, based on that alone, sounds like this puppet just hired an unpaid therapist.

"What do you want?"

"Well…"

Since you became [Wanderer]'s attendant, you've started to have thicker skin. He will always make his crankiness known each visit. You're slightly grateful for it, for how else would you know patience otherwise? Though his personality rubs you the wrong way, his strength does have merits you cannot ignore. Even Belladona, the Velvet Room's devout singer, had sung praises for his mettle. There was one line that struck you about her song, something about him being like a puppet with a beating heart unbeknownst to himself…

Which is why you thought you might as well try to see if you could convince him to take you out sometimes.

"What, like a date?" [Wanderer] scoffed then smirked, a light blush on his face. "Are you really that desperate?"

"No, eww—" You rolled your eyes. "I meant it literally. Igor and the others wouldn't let me go outside unless I'm with someone they trust."

He looked away and covered his mouth, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Like a child?"

"Yeah, yeah, shut the fuck up." You deadpanned, your pride slightly chipped. "Like a child or whatever you want to see it, as long as it gets me out of here. I just want to see the world before it all…"

You paused.

Better not to bring it up. You're not sure if Igor told him yet.

[Wanderer] raised an eyebrow. "What's in it for me?"

You shrugged. "Is money not enough?"

He paused.

…

"You've got to be kidding me— Fine, what else do you want?"

His eyelids lowered, hissing slightly. "Evil expects evil from others, huh? I wasn't trying to think of anything more, but now that I think about it…"

"Oh, great."

"… I can take your request," he pointed at you. "But only if you join me in the library. Anywhere else, especially loud places like clubs, I'll send your ass back."

That's a no-brainer.

"Deal!"

Though you've missed the peculiar sight, [Wanderer] had a small smile on his face as you shook hands. The two of you had become nearly inseparable since then.

Worryingly, he's closer to you than other humans.

The only relationship he needed was with you.

And with what little time this world has left, you hope you could have a last cup of coffee with him…

I. Denial.

Your reality crumbled. What a START.

Your family, friends... all gone. No one was left. You convince yourself you "deserved" this punishment for smoking a life away with dreadful workloads, no matter how untrue it was. When the world burnt down, you were sent into a darkness you had not known before.

The person in charge of your reincarnation process told you that for the next few minutes, you and a selected companion will see your lives flash before your eyes in a void— and it will not necessarily be a comforting sight.

But you woke up relaxed. In an abyss filled with broken mirrors meant to depict your character to pieces, you donned a plain expression. There was not an inch of you that grieved for what was lost. Similarly, you had no care for how you were being transmigrated to another realm. Though you had grown accustomed to this isolation, humanity always struggled with silence. There was ringing on your fingers. When you unclasped your hands, you saw a pointed shard. Curiously, you clenched it. But no matter the tightness of your grip, no blood came out.

Your breath fogged up the glass. You wondered why that Memokeeper told you that you deserve to live on. You thought your life was rather unremarkable.

Makes sense. You thought to yourself. I'd rather pride myself on a boring life with integrity than an ambitious yet fraudulent one.

「Assignments. Commute. Study. Review. Assignments. Commute. Study. Review. Was that all your life was...? Then tell me, little (Y/n), why does the mirror in front of you appear distorted?」

And so, you gazed forward. Your reflection stood tall, larger than your life, and it beckoned you to come closer. This "(Y/n) (L/n)" had the opposite of a Cheshire grin- perhaps a caricature- perhaps an accurate depiction. Wearied of yourself and wearied of the sycophantic students around you. How unhappy are you to see yourself as someone like this? Are these the emotions you wish to be preserved? Is this the memory you want your world to be remembered by?

「These memories must be corrupted. Someone must be tampering with them. I do not think you lived a miserable life.」

I can't answer your questions either. But I think that reflection is who I am, because sometimes...

"I wish I had never been born at all."

Your lips were parted, but no sound came out. You resonated with those words, but they did not come from you. The voice was dark, hopeless, and alone.

When you were being sent off, you thought no one was around to greet you. There was another man. He had short hair and purple eyes- an incredibly rare sight in your world. This man seemed to be gazing at his reflection as well. You needn't know how he saw himself. The emptiness in his eyes did not differ from yours. He, too, was masking isolation as independence with an intense fragility. The dread he inflicted upon you was the closest you've ever gotten to facing your own perceived "weakness".

His memories were a mixbag. Some were filled with domestic bliss, but the anger in his heart triumphed more. He had friends but thought himself betrayed. His heart was constructed through a system of evasions, and he was a specialist in self-deception. This man knew little of emotions but had an abundance of it. It's no wonder he refused to sacrifice the artistry of his vengeance against humanity. You can sympathize with how he could not attach himself to those around him. He was burdened with malicious knowledge. Fakes. Lies. Insincerities. A class of his own.

However, he had a sin you cannot empathize with. A trait you can read that you're certain he had never noticed about himself.

He was a sickeningly beautiful man with a peculiar innocence.

He looked like a man who truly did not live in the real world.

This man did not feel real to you. He felt made-up. Fictional. His aura of flawlessness appalled you. Though you shared the same sentiments, you thought him dimensionless.

Yet this is supposedly your first meeting.

「Is it? Where have you seen him before? Can't you remember, dear (Y/n)?」

No. No, I can't.

「... What a shame. Worry no more, little (Y/n). Close your eyes. When you wake up, you will meet your new reality— new realm— new family.」

You nodded and agreed to a higher existence you did not believe in. Unlike others, you were a little bit more incapable of trusting a living soul. But there's no other choice.

Life is ordinarily far from anyone's control in the first place. Why bother fighting? If following can make her fuck off, it doesn't matter.

Nothing matters.

Wait…

Is that…

Scaramouche?

Before you closed your eyes and accepted your fate, you could've sworn...

He looked at you with a crooked grin.

「Thou art I... And I am thou...

Thou hast established a new bond...

Thou shalt be blessed when creating

Personas of the Universe Arcana..."」

"Hmm. Strange… Is that truly the order of the story?"

A woman stared at you.

Not (Y/n) (L/n).

YOU.

BEHIND.

THE.

SCREEN.

She smiled wryly.

Hate might empower you for a short while, but it comes at the cost of consuming you whole. Should a shard or any surface reflect [Wanderer]'s face, he would understand what he had become. However, it's too late. He had made his choice and stomped away any remorse he could have. When all is said and done, he alone will spread the ashes. He alone will stand. A blank slate.

[Wanderer] spent his life looking for scapegoats and ended up removing his responsibility.

Betrayals?

What a sad, sad puppet.

What a poor excuse to justify an entire apocalypse.

A poor excuse of a man.

"THE ARCANA IS THE MEANS BY WHICH ALL IS REVEALED." She muttered softly. "And you have been reading your story in REVERSE. Perhaps this is the only way this world can attain SALVATION. The chronological order is not a slice of life. You did not have a disagreement and decided to start your relationship over again. Life is far more WICKED."

"Read it again, but from DENIAL to ACCEPTANCE. The proper way to GRIEVE DEATH."

With great reluctance, she took the five cards laid on the table and placed them in an upright position.

"Let's see if you'd rather ACCEPT the truth or live in DENIAL."

Mixed-Kester can now message Wanderer [prior to 12/31/2009]

[ethien]

Another Bathhouse shenanigans

Fandom: Persona 3

Ship: Akihiko x F!reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 6.323

Summary: After getting caught by the girls, Akihiko struggles with finding a way to apologize to you. He would do everything to make up.

It was a pure disaster, Akihiko was sure. And he had no idea how to get out of it without any harm. Well, he already was harmed physically. What he struggled with was how he should solve it on the emotional level…with you.

He was sure this must be your first argument, or something along the line. He wished he could tell you it wasn’t his plan, that he also was a victim in the incident. However, he was sure you wouldn’t listen to him. Your eyes were wide, your intense blush and then your angry frown – he had messed up. And not even on purpose. Nevertheless, the situation was indeed not quite playing in his cards…or in any cards of the ones who were part of it.

He should have been more caution when Junpei suggested the hot bath. Akihiko really thought he could relax his body, enjoying the warmth, letting the stress being melted away. Instead, he got even more stressed. Junpei, and to some point Ryoji, somehow planned to visit the bath that late it would go into the women time. While Junpei casually joked it away, even saying they could just explain the misunderstanding, the senior had to wash everyone’s heads.

It wasn’t the fear of misunderstanding, or not having enough time to explain. It was the fear of execution by the hand of Mitsuru. It just happened once when they were just the three in their younger years. How could he forget the day he pissed her off somehow and got a punished which still haunted him? The imagine what end would linger if they get caught by Mitsuru was something he doesn’t want to think about. He informed them, and just in the moment of the go, it has to happen: The girls enter while the boys were still inside.

They did try an escape, even separating to find it out. Yet, luck wasn’t on their side…when [Y/N] looked up near the stones and caught them red-handed.

“I-it’s not what it looks like…” was Akihiko’s first and only attempt to explain himself to you. But he saw you. Surprised, then embarrassed…and then angry. It burnt down into his brain how disappointed you looked in that moment. And before any further explanation, Mitsuru hits the entire male party with an execution which would haunt him until he died.

It was deep in the night, and he was troubled finding any decent sleep. The image of your angry face didn’t leave him, but also not the fact how barely the both of you were clothed in that moment. Just a thin layer of a towel covered their bodies. Just a wrong move and he, or you, would have dropped it and reveal something before the other. Not that he wouldn’t mind it, or never saw it before – you both shared a romantic connection, and it wouldn’t be a lie that nothing intimate had happen between you. However, there was a difference between being naked on purpose or not.

There was also the slight disappointment readable in your eyes. Even with dragged into the mess, he was disappointed in himself either. It was such a lewd act, and he was part of it. He overstepped a boundary; he did something he promise he would never dare to do. Of course, you are disappointed in him. Akihiko sighed and left his room. Why should he staying sleepless in his room when he could be also somehow around the hotel and wasting time until he gets sleepy…or the idea how to apologize properly.

He put on the hotel’s kimono, walked out quietly out of the room and wanders around the slight dark halls of the hotel. Within minutes, he found a way to a, he believed, little garden with a hotel own little lake. A variation of flowers lightly dancing in the wind, a clear night sky. Normally, it would be a perfect and romantic date spot. Akihiko almost asked you earlier if they could meet later in the night. But that was before Mitsuru executed them. He still felt kind of sore in his whole body. And now, he stared alone in the sky. He sighed.

“Next time, I will punch Junpei in his face” he mumbled, the weight of the events heavy on his shoulders. The question was now how he could apologize to you. His dating guide suggested a little present, flowers, promising to do everything they desired. While the first ones sounded a bit cliché but kind of good in his ears. The last one seemed a bit weird. Well, not weird. It had a more…sexual touch on it that he didn’t want to admit it out loud. Or he was way hornier what he also didn’t want to admit out loud.

If you get a good taste, you cannot forget it and want even more. A short and very accurate description for Akihiko after you two started being intimate. Both of you might be still very inexperienced, yet he was eager to learn with you every facet of it. However, it was now a forbidden thing to think about it when you, his partner, was angry with him. It would never be a great idea to suggest sex as the solution for you forgiving him, not even if he would let you do everything you desired with him.

“Stopp” he scolded himself, shaking his head. His train of thoughts took faster a different way than expected. He sighed again, looking down to his feet. “It should be an honest apologize. Explaining everything and apologize. And if that’s not enough…” He wasn’t sure where his plan should go if his idea wasn’t enough. Yet, he thought he would surely come with an idea. He hoped it really.

A slight closing door, and approaching footsteps took him out of his thoughts. Akihiko’s eyes widen, not really expecting you of all people out there, not at this hour, and mostly not approaching him directly after the earlier disaster. Will he now get a better scolding off you, or even worse, another more personal execution?

“Aki?” you asked, a faint hint of fatigue in your voice. “Why are you out? At this hour?”

“…I could ask you the same.” He started, looking at you, trying to scan your mood. You sounded calm, yet it was not quite bright with the barely lights out. He wasn’t sure how your expression was. “I…cannot sleep. Was hoping a bit outside will make me a bit sleepy…” he continued while leaning on the railing, looking again at the sky.

“…it isn’t really working, or?”

“Not really…” he admitted. He tried to shout you a side eye, but felt kind of embarrassed to do. The events from the bath played again in his brain. Even with not believing in a fate, or in a god, it might be right now playing in his cards with you being here. He turned to you, facing you with a slight red on his cheeks.

“…[Y/N] …I am truly sorry what happened earlier. I can fully understand that you are angry and disappointed in me. Please let me explain what really happened earlier…or better, what leads in this awful situation…”

It was quite dark, so Akihiko didn’t see your surprised face. You could see the earlier events still plagued his mind, and you guessed they were the reason which keeps him awake. You decided to nod to him, giving him the opportunity to explain whatever the fuck happened hours ago in the bathhouse.

“…It’s like this…” Akihiko started, avoiding looking at you now. “I was just hanging out with Makoto, and then out of the sudden, Junpei asked us to go into the bath. We agreed. I was…ready for some relaxing. And when we were there…Junpei and Ryoji mentioned how funny it would be if the times for men and woman would change. He said it was just a misunderstanding…” He sighed, scratching the back of his neck. “I told them how stupid this was, and we agreed on leaving. But yeah, it was already too late. We tried to escape, but…” He looked to you; you could see his blush. “...you know how it ended. I swear, it really sounds like a lame excuse. However, you have to trust me, [Y/N]. It wasn’t my intention to peek… I was dragged into that mess…I’m so sorry…”

You let his words sink in, trying to see it in his eyes. It definitely sounds like something which would happen to him. It was kind of funny to you. If you would compare the boyfriend before you, truly in agony of the events, and the boyfriend when it gets spicier between you two. Worlds apart.

“…yeah, that sound like a typical Junpei idea…” you admitted, and you could see how fast Akihiko’s mood changed to the better. If you compare it with a dog, then his ears would stand up, and his tail would be wiggling. Yet, if you would tell him, he would be flustered. Maybe another time.

“So, you…believe me?” he asked hesitant.

You nod, looking to him. A soft smile appeared on his face, and the heaviness from his shoulders went down. “You don’t know how relieved I am you accept my apologize…”

Your face frown which confused the male.

“You…. did, or?” he asked, not sure how to read your face.

You crossed your arms. “I only said I believe how it turned into the event…but nothing about apologize…”

Now Akihiko’s face frown, concern filled his eyes. “…Okay…I see…” he said, unsure what to say or do now. Of course, you only believe the story.

“…I mean…” you started. “You might be a bit unlucky how you got into…but…” you stopped, looking up to the moon.

“But?” Akihiko asked. He really wanted to know what else he messed up.

“…You still stared at me…intensive…” you started, blushing lightly. “…and even when it wasn’t your intention…you also stare at the others…”

Akihiko wasn’t sure if he got it right… but you sounded a bit…not happy about it that he accidentally saw the other girls naked. Well, not really naked, the towels covered a lot. Wasn’t there a page in his dating guide? Girls don’t like it when you give another girl your attention, even when it wasn’t on purpose? What suggested the book? Whatever happens, always give in? Should he go with it?

He breathed deeply in and out, then looking to you, an honest and form feature on his face.

“I am really sorry, [Y/N]. You’re right, I did something I shouldn’t do. I might get dragged into, but I didn’t act like this.” Akihiko said, scanning your face for any change in your mood. “I only have eyes for you. I would do everything for you, and no one else.” And he meant it. Since he discovered his feelings for you, and even started admitting them, you were one of his top priorities. One of the dearest he wanted to protect. He wanted to learn more about you, wanted to learn more to love about you. Someone would say it cheesy, but he hopelessly falls for you.

“…everything…?” you asked, and Akihiko surely heard your tune in it. It wasn’t any hint of being angry, or being amused. Some hint of lascivious, there was this spark in your eye he knew very well. He couldn’t deny he liked the way the talk between you turned out.

“I meant it what I said…” he said to you, locking eyes with you. “Everything you desire…I will do it!”

“Even in a place like the hotel?”

“Even here!”

You seemed to think about his offer, but he already senses the slight smirk on your face, and the somehow hot sparkling tension between you two.

“How about you show me that you only have eyes for me?” 

Akihiko only nods, smiling shortly at you before closing the gap between you two. He sweetly took your face into his hands and placed his lips over yours. Gentle and slow, lightly massaging your lips while the kiss lasted. He parted soon after, yet only to grip your hips, pulling you even closer that your clothed bodies touch and reunited your lips again.

You put automatically your hands at his chest, leaning into him while you felt his hands claiming your hips. Sometimes, he let one hand wanders around, playfully squeezing your ass cheek. You softly yelped into the kiss which didn’t go unnoticed by the senior, a mischievous smirk appeared on his face during the kiss.

You parted again, both of you catching up with the own breath. Both of you had flushed faces, but also lightly raced heartbeats.  His eyes scanned your face. He could get drunk by your flushing cheeks, the taste of your lips, the soft touch of your skin under his hands. It always awakens something inside him what was hidden for a longest time.

“Was that all?” you provoked him on purpose, raising an eyebrow. He only chuckled when you felt his grip around you tighter.

“Don’t worry, love. I just needed to be warmed up for the real fun…”

And with this, Akihiko easily lifted you up, just for pressing you against the nearest railing. His strength always impressed you, and you were sure he sometimes just wants to show off before you. At least it got more visible after you two started dating. You quite remember good how Akihiko ran into a fight with way too much shadows even when Mitsuru said they should wait for the others. He beats them all, without any harm. Just to get the force of Mitsuru to feel.

You lightly caress over his arm, feeling the tense in his muscle, yet also the little goosebumps on his skin. However, Akihiko wasn’t here to enjoy your touch, he aggressively took you again into a kiss, biting at your bottom lip for entrance. As soon as you lightly parted your lips, he pushed his tongue as deep but also enjoyable as possible inside you, turning the kiss into a passionate, heated battle between you two.

You felt how he pressed himself more into you, softly rubbing himself between your legs which sends waves of pleasure over you. Nevertheless, this didn’t stop you, too, to put one leg around his hip, your hands roaming over his body.

“Take off your cloths!” you demand at him after parting, getting him a bit caught off-guard. There was again the cluelessness in his face which made him very loveable. His cheeks turned bright red.

“As you wish” he only answered, letting you down. As soon as you had ground under your feet, he started opening the kimono, letting the cloth falling off his body, soon to be followed by the underwear until he was undressed before you.

It wasn’t the first time you saw him naked. However, it was indeed cute that from time to time, Akihiko felt a bit shy being that bare before you. He was trained, and so was his body shaped. Not entirely bulky, but his determination into training all over the years paid off. Nothing to be shy for. You guessed it might be for him showing you his entire vulnerable side. Yet, the spreading red in his face speaks the story while you let your eyes room over his features. Any other girl would kill you for the beauty before your eyes.

“Oh my…”

Well, another reason Akihiko was somehow a bit shy showing himself naked to you is the easy fact how easily he got turned on. You already felt it before, yet seeing him naked and obviously painfully hard before you, it really did things to you. You could see his urge to cover himself with his hands, but he seemed to suppress it.

“D-Don’t stare at me…” he mumbles shyly, avoiding eye contact. The sudden shift was welcoming, but also confusing. It only made you laugh softly.

“But how can I don’t admire something marvelous right in front of me?” you asked teasingly, it worked.

“…you are staring at my dick…only…at my dick…”

“You cannot deny the welcoming view…”

Why he even felt hesitant when it comes to his dick, you were unsure. Groomed, not too long or too short, you would say average. He even cut down his pubic hair a bit. A good dick, you would say. He already knows how to make good use of it. Maybe, it was a guy’s problem.

“…and why…don’t you undress?” he asked after finding the courage. “Seems a bit unfair being the only one naked…”

“Are you demanding something…? Didn’t you say you would do…everything?”

The realization hits him. He shortly bits his lips, his face frowns to somehow forget where it all starts. He breathed in and you, then facing you again.

“You’re right. I am sorry, I shortly…got more into it and forget what the purpose of it was. Please, let me continue showing you”

“Go Ahead!” you said, and Akihiko didn’t waste any seconds to be close to you again. Without wasting any time, you felt his grip on you again, easily lifting up and slightly pressed against the railing, his body pressed now even more into you. If he did it by purpose that his dick was between your legs, you were sure he did. However, it was only his approach being fast, even a bit wild.

The kiss somehow was hesitant, shy. But also, gentle and sweet. It’s like he wants you to enjoy the short, sweet moment. Savoring the taste of his lips, feeling their softness. He parts from you; you could read the love he holds for you in his eyes. Yet, there was also a burning flame, a desire which needs to be pleased, as much as his hard dick between your legs earned for attention and touch.

Still, this was something he had to earn. And he knew it. Your eyes were locked, no one said something. It was more a silent communication between you two. Akihiko nods at you, softening his grip around you. With seconds, he went down on his knees. His hands softly caress your legs, slowly going up their way until they reached the hem of your kimono. The dances from his fingers over your skin sends a shiver down your spine. He stopped at the hem, looking up to meet your eyes. You smiled at him as a permission. With this, he worked up your kimono and opened the cloth to the point your legs and your clothed vagina was in sight for him. He shortly holds in, seeming a bit in thought what to do next. He decided to start with slowly tracing his fingers over your thighs, followed by a soft trail of peaks and kisses. 

You let out lightly hums while he continues his sweet trail of soft caressing and kissing your thighs. When his finger reached your underwear, he got a bit cocky. Instead of putting the cloth down, Akihiko let his fingers dance over your clothed vagina, knowing for sure the outside weak spots of you to press, to tickle out specific sounds from your lips. With the escape of your first loud and heartful moan, a winning smirk spread over his face.

“I love hear you singing to my touch…” he says in a melodic voice, not quite suitable for his devilish smirk on his lips. Normally, you pouted by his teasing behavior. However, he knew you and just pressed his fingers slightly which let you continue moan before you could even dare to pout.

Akihiko continued his way of teasing until he finally had mercy with you. With ad most slowness, his fingers went under the cloth, lightly brushing your labia before pushing it down, revealing your vagina to the outside, to his eyes.

Mostly unhear able to you, Akihiko mumbles something like Delicious when viewing you. A sight he could get drunk off. He enjoyed the view a bit too long for your taste, so you put a hand into his fluff of hair, pulling it a bit harder than usual. It didn’t go without a reaction, a mix of a painful little scream and a moan dropped out of his lips.

“For making something up, you enjoy yourself a bit too much, Aki…” you said, your tune a bit harsher, yet still filled with lust. “And you are far right now from making up…I’m waiting!”

You didn’t even wait for him to apologize or saying something else, you pulled him by his hair back between your legs. He seemed to grunt by the force. However, as soon as you let go off him, he slowly walked on his knees closer to you. His hands found a good place to lay on, and you could only see how his face got lost between you. And then, you felt his lips sweetly placing kisses but he fast changes it to sensual licking with his tongue. At first on the outside, but he didn’t waste time to dig it deeper into you, licking your inner walls, enjoying during it listen to the moans and hums escaping from you.

Akihiko changes out of sudden his pattern in pleasuring you and starts sucking you out. Sometimes a bit harsher, then slow and caring, and again a bit rougher, leaving your lips swollen, and yourself on a high rush of feelings. Which had a very high effect on him, his dick lightly wiggles, even pre-cum leaking, requesting to get some attention, some begging for releasing. He tried once to put down one hand to pleasure himself while he eats you out. You noticed and pulled again hard at his hair, to let him know his current place. His movements got sloppier, his mind clearly distracted with his own need but also his task to making up, for you accepting his apologize.

“Say…” you started, catching your breath from all the emotions you felt. “You seemed restless, Aki. Is something on your mind?”

You already know what was going on. His face flushed from the heat during the act, his hunger in his eyes, and well, his own need visible very painful. You know how hard he tried to control himself at this very moment. If he wasn’t here for making up, he would have let out his wild, animalistic side. A side where he showed you his true strength, his full stamina. It mostly leads to the fact he ravages you, even when he still is a sweetheart during the act. He was afterwards so ashamed about being reckless with you. You often said to him you didn’t mind, even enjoyed it. However, he is worried as hell, but also caring and sweet. You hadn’t told him but he was for sure a master in taking perfect aftercare.

He came out of your legs, heavily breathing. It was readable in his eyes that he knew your purpose with the question is teasing and provoking him.

“There is a lot on my mind, love…” he started, a bit hesitant in tune, still catching his breath. “Am I allowed…to voice them?”

“You are. Tell me, what’s on your mind?” you sweetly sing. Akihiko looked up to you.

“As much as I love it to make you feel good with my mouth…” he breathed in and out sharply. “…I cannot deny the desire that I want to be inside you…I want to feel you…I want to pleasure you with my dick…”

After telling, he let his head down, you could see how the heat crushed into his cheeks. He still wasn’t use to this bold dirty talk, even when he clearly enjoys it. You softly laughed, lightly patting his head, letting your hand ruffling his hair.

“…I have to say…you really are doing a great job down there. You are such a good boy… I think…”

You could feel how he looked up again with a kind of impatient look in his eyes.

“…I think…we can have a little change…Must admit, as much as I enjoy your skills…it is different not to feel you…I want…to feel you…” you said, a tiny hint of pink on your cheeks, allowing shortly the short shift in the atmosphere. “Please Aki…be inside me!”

A soft smile appeared on his face, slowly going back on his feet. You weren’t really a short one, not yet as tall as him. However, it still makes things to you when Akihiko stands before you, and you slightly have to look up to him. He closes the distant between you, placing his hands on your hips and capturing your lips with his again. You could feel his dick poking you which automatically let you spread your legs a bit apart. Clearly not going unnoticed by the male. He seemed a bit surprise about the speed in action. You only chuckle.

“I think we can agree we had enough foreplay, or?”

You didn’t even let him answer when you grab into one of your kimono bags, just for taking out some condoms. Akihiko’s surprised face even grew bigger. He cannot deny the thought the whole being angry and making up was just a charade to have an excuse to have sex with him in an unknown place. Not that he wouldn’t mind. Well, maybe he would be a bit hesitant about the idea being intimate in another place than his dorm room. A thing he would definitely trying to work on, being a bit…bolder with you. But that’s for another occasion.

He thankfully took one and prepared himself, your eyes glued to it. When the tiny layer of protection was on, you only smirked at him. You opened the loop of your kimono, revealing yourself naked before your already naked boyfriend.

“Show me what you can” you provoke him, a tiny spark in his eyes lighting up by the challenge. Of course, he now doesn’t waste any time, closing the distant between you. With one hand lifting one of your legs, he used the other to guide himself into a comfortable position to slide inside you. Even when the preparation was gentle, it wasn’t the entrance. It’s quite the opposite. With a rush thrust, hips hardly crushed against it, a sharp pain went through both of you. This would leave some bruises. “I’m sorry” Akihiko mumbles, slightly embarrassed by himself. “I promise, I’ll work on it the next time…” You just watched him, not saying anything. Instead, you just took his face into your hands, forcing him to look at you. Your fingers drawing the features, letting him feel a warm shiver crawling down his spine. Even for nighttime and the rare light, you could see his grey eyes shining bright at you. A glimpse of warm, kindness, love but also lust, hunger and desire. It was unbelievable for you that those eyes only looked at you, that those feelings were only meant for you. You considered yourself really a lucky girl.

“Don’t let me wait, Aki…” you breathed into his ear when you lean more into him. “Let me feel…alive!”

The words did their magic to the senior, the mood shifting faster than someone could count stars. His hands found his place gripping your hips, your body got pressed against the railing. To your both lucks, it was built out of steel. Any other material wouldn’t last the upcoming event. Which would be leading in both of you falling into the garden’s lake. Which would cause a very high amount of unwanted attention both of you didn’t desire right now.

He started with an uncoordinated pace, not sure if he should thrust slow or fast, and even unsure of the impact he wanted to add to it. His one hand pressed your leg against his hip, mostly for more stability for you, and a better angle for him. Your hands grabbed the railing, also trying to lay against it as much as it’s providing comfort. You let your head hung back in your neck, eyes closed, for letting the pleasure crushing down on you. Letting them room to wash over you, leaving the taste of desire for more. Hums and softly sighs left your mouth which let Akihiko known that he’s quite on the right path.

It took him some minutes to set to a pace which pleased you and himself. Not slow, but not exactly fast. He would describe it as a steady beat, mostly like a rhythm he uses when he trains his boxing. That you grabbed the railing gave him a bit more freedom in the angle he thrusted into you. He doesn’t have to think about if it would shake you and you would lose your footing. He watched how you had your eyes closed; enjoyment written on your face while he continued pounding into you. The way you enjoyed this so much made things to him, filling him with warmth and somehow more anticipation to pleasuring you even more. It also responded to the way your walls clenched around him with every thrust he gives you. Some grunts escaped his mouth, he closed his eyes down for also processing the flow and rush of feelings inside him. It caused him automatically to lightly speed up the pace, and also the force with each thrust.

He wished to say how incredible it feels for him, how much it thrilled him up. Yet, his lips were unable to form the words. Only pants escaped. It was for you either. You looked up, looking at him. You could admire for hours how the sweat lightly drops off his body on yours, how his glaze was locked on you. It was marvelous how his body moved with such easy grace in- and outside you, letting you feel a spark when the tip of his dick reached a very deep point inside you. You let go off the railing, just for grabbing behind his neck, forcing once again your lips on his. It took him a bit off-guard; it slightly broke his pattern. The kiss wasn’t gentle, it was a battle of hunger, desire and dominance. One hand grab into his hair, hardly pulling at it while the other digs the finger into his back’s flesh for support, leaving visible scratches. It caused him to moan loud into your kiss, yet he doesn’t even think of giving up, or letting up from the pace.

The kiss even thrilled him more up. While your lips battled, his hand on your leg pressed it even harder against his hip, the other grips even harder at your hip. He even dared to slightly made its way to your ass, clapping it playfully, lightly digging his fingers into your soft flesh, letting you know he can also play this game. You couldn’t resist a moan, but also not a payback in biting his lip during the kiss. You just hoped it wasn’t such a hard bite. It wouldn’t be the first time you bite a bit too hard. Well, it wasn’t in the end your problem to explain the swollen lip to others. To your liking, it fueled him even more with energy, and he changed again his pace. His brain was now fully consumed by the heated kiss battle, the way your body reacted to him and his own desire – fast and merciless. He didn’t even care that your body clutched against the steel of the railing. It wasn’t any harm for you, yet it wasn’t really quiet. It appeared it was a bit rusty, so it squeaks soundly. But he doesn’t care, you also don’t care. Your hips started moving alongside with his thrust, letting him grunt into the kiss. His grip got stronger, so as his pounds into you. You tried to scream into the kiss when his dick reached a weak point, it sometimes failed. It was somehow the moment you knew it wouldn’t take any longer for you to last, same goes for your boyfriend.

And he could sense it, for you and himself. Akihiko collected his last remain energy and jack hammered his dick inside you like a god-damn tantrum. You clenched extremely around him, he had to hold his breath how tight you were. You broke the kiss, throwing your head back to process the sheer amount of feeling crushing down. Akihiko could only watch how you got hit by the orgasm. Yet, soon enough to feel himself getting kicked over the clouds by how tight you were that it milked him out instantly.

He stopped abruptly with his movements, slowly letting go of your leg. He softly placed his hands on your hips, giving you support. Both of you just tried to catch the own breath. After minutes what feel like years, you gained back a bit of life and common sense into yourself. However, trying to saying something was another different topic.

“…that was…uhm…”

You just realized the whole situation. That you were indeed in a very intimate moment with your boyfriend, in a very unknow place and you were sure with one thing: You weren’t really quiet about it. The fact he was entirely naked and covered in sweat while you were part of naked, but also covered in sweat, count into the realization.

“We should leave as soon as possible!”

“What?” was Akihiko’s only response before you somehow chased him to dress himself up poorly and escaping through the next door back into the hotel. It doesn’t even let you both time to somehow clean up whatever mess you left. Both of you hide in the near bathroom for guests, just hearing some footsteps outside in direction to the garden. While you had to wait before the coast was clear, you both used it to freshen yourself a bit up as much as possible. Yet, both of you were a bit embarrassed to say something to the outcome of the situation. It was kind of frighting and thrilling at the same time, leaving a positive and negative mix of feelings inside you.

“Aki…” you said softly, gathering his attention. He walked up to you, looking curious at you. “Yes?”

“…I forgive you…for…earlier, you know…” you mumble. “You showed me how much I mean to you and…and I really did enjoy it…” You hugged him which he accepted in an instant.

“I am glad” he said, gentle caressing your back during the hug. “You had no idea how worried I was about a way to apologize…”

“Yeah, I can imagine. But I think our new problem is more to worry about…”

You heard him sighing. “I just hope no one saw us”

“I guess, they just…heard us…” you said, you heard him sigh again. “Will be some rumors in the next time…”

“Wonderful” you heard Akihiko saying, clearing seeing him rolling his eyes. Even when no one would ever find out it was the both of you – being the hottest topic in rumors wasn’t to his liking. Because he would know the rumors will be about you and him. It kind of let him feel embarrassed than being proud.

You parted, looking at each other. “I think, we should go back to bed to get some sleep. We will talk tomorrow, okay?”

“Yes, that sounds like a plan. Good night, [Y/N]!”

“Good night, Aki”

You shared a quick kiss, and leave to your rooms in hope not to get caught.

You didn’t get caught but Akihiko’s biggest nightmare came true the next morning. By the start of the last day, students were talking highly about the events they got a glimpse on.

“Have you heard? It seems we have some love birds among us, and they chirped a bit too loud in the night in the garden.”

“No way, really?”

“Oh, yeah. Some students woke up because they heard someone scream, so they alarmed some staff. But when they arrived, all what they found was a used condom.”

“How filthy. They didn’t get caught?”

“Nope. But can you imagine? Some people are crazy and horny enough to fuck in public…”

It was kind of hard not to feel insulted by the many descriptions of being naughty by plenty of students but both of you made it somehow. How Akihiko even ditched the questioning of Junpei who seemed not to believe him was impressive. In the end, both of you made it back into the dorm without being suspected.

Akihiko had texted you to come to his room, so you knocked at his door. Soon, he opens and let you in. Both of you sit down on the edge of his bed.

“It’s about last night…” he started, truly thinking about his next words. “I’m sorry I caused us such problems”

“Huh?” you asked surprised. “But it wasn’t your entire fault, Aki”

“Well…If I remember right, I…” his face turned a shade redder. “I was the one who made you scream…”

“That…might be true…” you also felt flustered. “But the entire idea was on my bucket, you just obeyed…”

“…but I also followed the flow, so…I don’t know…” he sighed. He felt a bit like a kicked puppy.

“Can we agree it was the fault from both of us?” you asked, seeing to his lightly troubled face. He nods.

“And even when it has an end, we didn’t see coming…I…really enjoyed it.”

Akihiko looked up, a faint pink on his cheeks. “You do?”

“Of course, I do, idiot. I always do. Because, it is with you, the person I care the most…”

You didn’t expect him to reaction bold with kissing you forcefully, letting you both fall on the bed. He parted, looking at you.

“You are also the person I care the most…You are driving me crazy with how tempting you are…”

You only chuckled, but got cut off by another kiss.

“Let me show you how much I love you…”

And you did let him do it.

[randoimago]

Hi again! Shinji and Ryoji anon from earlier. And yes! Something about valentines for them, I couldn't think of a prompt, so I was hoping you'd think of one. I should've clarified very sorry !!

Fandom: Persona 3

Character(s): Shinjiro, Ryoji

Note(s): No worries! I was just a bit confused with how it was phrased 😅 let's see, as for what Valentine's related thing.... How about getting Reader chocolates, it's a classic and I feel like it'd be really cute with these two!

Ryoji

Ryoji did contemplate the idea of making chocolates for you, but then realized that he has hardly any experience cooking and the last thing he'd want is to poison you. So he decides buying them is safest.

He doesn't quite know what the best chocolates to get are. He can't remember if he likes a specific one over another. Does he eat chocolate himself? Who knows, but it looks yummy!

Probably goes for whichever has the nicest looking box. Because he is getting you a box, not just a candy bar. Might try getting those boxes that have all the weird chocolate with fruit-flavored stuff in the middle.

Shinjiro

He isn't as skilled with baking/making candy as he is with cooking veggies/meats/etc. But he'll still look into what he needs for chocolate.

Because sure, he can buy you some store bought chocolate (and he probably will if he sees some discounted), but he also wants to test his skills with making it.

I don't think he'd be secretive with what he's doing either. He'd just flat out ask you what kind of chocolates you like. The last thing he wants is to go through the effort and then find out you don't like whatever he made. Hell, he'd even let you taste test it throughout the process of him making the chocolates, but you don't get to eat the actual thing until he deems it done.

[blissfullyapillow]

Your yosuke hanamura x reader series is perfection!!! I loved it! If you're comfortable, are you able to write a Ryoji Mochizuki x reader relationship headcanons?

Yuri lowenthal voices only the best boys

┃Ryoji Mochizuki x reader relationship headcanons

₊˚⊹♡Ryoji Mochizuki x gn reader

₊˚⊹♡‎wc: 534~

₊˚⊹♡warnings: flirty Ryoji but I feel like that’s implied with his name alone lol

₊˚⊹♡notes: I love Yuri Lowenthal so much as a VA, he literally voices two of my favs (Yosuke & Makoto/Minato). Persona 3 fes is my favorite game of all time, and Minato is my all time favorite character, but I don’t know if I’ll be getting reload. Idk, I’M CONFLICTED GUYS lol

₊˚⊹♡Main Masterlist

Ryoji is more than a bit of a flirt, and that’s how you wound up meeting each other. He tried his hand at flirting with you.

Whether you were openly receptive to his flirting or not, you two wind up becoming an item. You regrettably couldn’t resist his charm. 

He’s secretly a big softie, and he’ll randomly bring you cute little trinkets or buy you things he knows you’ll enjoy.

Very shameless, will happily engage in PDA with you if you’re comfortable with it. If you’re not he’ll understand, but once you two are alone he’s very eager to make up for lost time with his lingering touches

Will adamantly deny ANY advances made towards him. He makes it abundantly clear his eyes are on you and you alone.

You felt a tad bit bad when he openly made a look of disgust towards a girl who kept pushing herself onto him, going as far as to wrap her arms around him to pull his body into hers. Of course, I say only a tad bit bad since he is yours after all, as you are his. He makes damn well sure everyone knows that after all.

Whatever the occasion is, he’s always doing some sort of romantic gesture for you.

Valentine's day? Prepare to feel pampered, loved, and everything in between. {{And vice versa of course!}}

You two spend Christmas together? You’re cuddling in front of the fireplace as fresh flakes of snow touch the ground, and the fairy lights strung along the ceiling cast a magical glow upon the two of you. 

Can be surprisingly profound and extremely deep. He loves to have conversations about the meaning of life, humanity's inherent goodness (or inherent evil, he wants to know what you believe in that regard), and if humans have a purpose they’re here to fulfill. He’ll be visibly over the moon if you engage him in these deep conversations, but if not, he’ll appreciate you lending a kind ear his way when he gets all sentimental with you.

Whenever you have rough days, he’s there. He’s already picked up on the signs you weren’t having the best of days. Your body language, tone of voice, and facial expressions were all too obvious to him. He’s all too quick to perform acts of service for you, helping you out so you can rest easy for the remainder of the day.

Self care king. He’ll help you destress, take care of you, and ensure not only your body but your mind is cared for as well.

Surprisingly Gives the best massages.

He gets super flustered whenever you flirt back with him, especially when you catch him off guard. You got him so good one time that he hid his face in the crook of your shoulder as you ruthlessly continued your assault of tender praise and sweet compliments.

He vowed to get you back for that, and he made good on that vow. You enjoyed it though, trust me.

Honestly, you won’t find a guy more dedicated than him. Sure, maybe he’s not exactly who he appears to be, but for you, he’ll be exactly what he wants to be. Your loving, devoted partner.

[writers-reach]

I was looking through your accepted requests and saw a 'fuuka fluffy hcs'. if you don't mind, can I request the same for ryoji mochizuki? :>

persona 3: fluffy relationship headcanons (ryoji mochizuki)

notes: gn!reader, fluff, no spoilers or angst just love for our boy, miiight be somewhat ooc? haven't seen how they did his character in p3re but i did my best to align with his character in p3/p3p

he starts off with the whole casanova act, but once you two go out for a while, you start to see the real ryoji. the pensive, thoughtful, a bit melancholic boy behind the facade.

still a bit playful and flirty here and there, but his favourite moments with you are the quiet ones.

likes physical touch a lot. it grounds him to reality and also you're just super soft. he will nuzzle your cheek or hug your waist or whatever. i think he'd have a slight fixation on your hands and fingers, wanting to hold them and play with them and kiss your knuckles

he's such a romantic. he's such a sap. i hope you like flowery language because dude whispers sweet nothings every time you cuddle. sometimes he runs out of words to use and just ends up going "you're cute :)"

sharing his scarf is a given!!!

idk i just!!!!!! mwah mwah mwah love this guy sm

i hc maybe he's a little embarrassed about his 'unmade' appearance (he likes being all pressed and prim and proper) but you find it cute. you think his loose hair is super cute

your favourite place to kiss is his mole under his eye. it makes him blush like crazy every time

a/n: UADHGUSFHGUDFGJADSIHG ANON YOU'RE MAKING ME THINK OF MY P3P PLAYTHROUGHHH!!! i'm a big ryoham (and akiham) shipper so like. i think about this guy a lot. i tried to do my best to write about this without many angsty or spoilery stuff

[dragondemoness]

New Fandom Unlocked: Persona 3

Yep, now that I'm done with the game, I can and will now begin taking requests for the characters (once they're open, I mean)

Characters Available to Request Are:

Makoto Yuki/FEM-C

Yukari Takeba

Junpei Iori

Mitsuru Kirijo

Akihiko Sanada

Fuuka Yamagishi

Shinjiro Aragaki

Aigis

Rules:

Same rules apply. I can write fluff, angst and crack, as well as platonic and poly relationships and yandere characters and readers.

I will write Character x Reader and Character x Character.

I will write LGBTQ+ content.

I will write for heavy topics and mental illness, but only for the purposes of comfort. I am not romanticizing these concepts or making light of them in any way.

I can write for Ken, but only platonic content. I will also write for Chidori, but not Takaya or Jin. I can also write for Ryoji.

I will not write NSFW, abuse, incest or non-consensual actions, unless it's recovery or comfort.

Like always, I have the right to deny requests

That's all. I already know I'm gonna have fun with these :3