#persona 5 imagines

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Hello can I please request a scenario where the reader messes with the character by saying “I like you too” instead of “I love you too” with Hu Tao, Furina, UMP45, STAR 15 and Makoto from Persona?? Thank you!!

(Genshin Impact/GFL/Persona 5)

Hu Tao, Furina, Shenhe, UMP45, ST AR-15, and Makoto's S/O messing with them

Adding in Shenhe because I felt like writing her! (As per usual)

Hu Tao has to take a second to register what S/O had replied with.

"I like you, too"?

Hu Tao halts before her foot is out the door, turning around with a smirk and eyebrow raised.

(Hu Tao) "Oh? We're being like that today are we?"

(S/O) "Like what?"

Hu Tao taps her finger on their nose as she crosses her arms, smiling.

(Hu Tao) "I'm not leaving until you say it properly!"

(S/O) "Psh, no you won't."

(Hu Tao) "Unlike you, I don't need to be physically present at my job today, so I absolutely can!"

S/O had to relent after that. Because she was right, she would prevent S/O from leaving.

And even if they managed to get away, the prank Hu Tao would play as retaliation would probably not be worth it.

Furina pouts when S/O didn't even say "I love you back". The audacity!

Her hands move to her waist, giving a harsh glare to S/O.

Well, as harsh of a glare as Furina can manage. If anything, it makes her look adorable.

(Furina) "You don't even want to say it back to me, your girlfriend?! Oh, you wound my heart!"

S/O chuckled at her dramatic response.

(S/O) "As if you didn't do this very thing to me last week!"

(Furina) "Hmph! Fine, be that way, for I will not declare my love for you if this is the response I should expect!"

She tilts her head away and begins marching away from the door, still pouting.

It was obvious she wasn't genuinely offended, but two could play at this game!

She could actually keep this bit up for weeks, if prompted.

S/O does not, lest they incur her verbal wrath for the next month or so and demanding a ransom of sweets.

Shenhe stoically turns to S/O, noticing their lips were trying their best not to break into a full smile.

(Shenhe) "...S/O, did I do something wrong?"

They shook their heads and covered their laughter with one hand.

(S/O) "Sorry, I couldn't resist teasing, Shenhe. I just wanted to see your reaction."

Shenhe blinks and tilts her head in confusion.

(Shenhe) "What do you mean? All you said was that you liked me."

(S/O) "Oh, that's what you're referring to. I figured you were going to ask me why I said 'I like you' instead I love you."

(Shenhe) "That goes without saying, does it not? For us, it means the same thing."

S/O chuckled and couldn't disagree with that logic.

(S/O) "Got me there."

Shenhe, for her part, was still very confused.

What was the joke?

45 frowns before she turns back to S/O, adjusting the hair out her face.

(UMP45) "Wow, so that's what I get after opening my heart to you?"

Those words were rarely said by 45, even less so when she was about to depart for an operation.

She looked genuinely hurt, which made S/O rush up to try to ease her anger.

(S/O) "S-Sorry! It was just a joke-"

They were interrupted when 45 broke into a smirk and cut them off with a kiss.

(UMP45) "Mhm, and so was that. Now, say it properly this time, would you?"

Both of them chuckled lightly before S/O gave the correct reply.

(S/O) "I love you, too."

(UMP45) "Not so hard, was it?

STAR pouts when she hears S/O's response, making her face them.

STAR had a hard time saying it without blushing madly, and this time was no exception.

So to get that in response?

(ST AR-15) "Hey, that's not funny!"

S/O barely held back their amusement, making STAR's annoyance grow.

STAR flicks their forehead gently, taking care to not put too much of her T-Doll strength into it.

(ST AR-15) "S-Say it, already!"

With a tight hug around her, S/O gives in, but still laughing.

(S/O) "Sorry, sorry, couldn't resist. Love you too, STAR."

(ST AR-15) "Good..."

She squeezes them back before leaving the room.

Makoto hesitates on departing, taking in what S/O had replied with.

(Makoto) "Like me?"

(S/O) "It's what I said!"

Makoto looks a bit disheartened at the response.

(Makoto) "I see..."

Before her mind could wander, it was brought back to S/O when she heard them chuckle.

(S/O) "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad! I just wanted to tease you."

Makoto's blush crept up on her cheeks for a brief moment before she cleared her throat.

(Makoto) "Ah, my apologies. I suppose I'm still getting used to this kind of banter in a relationship-"

S/O cut her off by giving her a kiss on the cheek, making her face burn red for a different reason.

(S/O) "Don't apologize. You're cute when you blush."

Makoto stammers over her words before simply sighing and smiling back.

(Makoto) "I'll just take the compliment...Next time, I should play a joke like that on you."

Which would be easy, if she had a sense of humor.

[discotenny]

I need more of Akechi fluff....

So how will he react to his lover suddenly griping his face and showering him in kisses while muttering sweet words only for him to hear and it's all gentle and soft my boy needs some love yk 🥹

What... are you doing to him?

Akechi sits there, utterly confused at your actions and affection. Staring into space as you lean on his bed, peppering kisses all over his face. Your lips are soft on his nose and it's strange. Your hands are gentle with his cheeks and it's odd.

His face scrunches and his mouth perks out in confusion- but you just take the chance to give him a smooch on his lips too.

Why are you doing this to him?

His mouth sputters at the sudden contact, mumbles of bewilderment and wonder leave his lips. You go back to kissing his face, whispering your own words in reply.

You're so beautiful. It makes me so happy to be called yours. You're one of the best things to enter my life. I love you, Goro.

Your words leave him all the more flustered. "Hey- hey- wait-" hands weakly grab at your wrists at an attempt to get you to stop your motions.

Who is he to deserve such sweet, sweet actions?

Your hands are so nice and your words are so lovely. They make him feel funny inside and he doesn't know how to express it because he never does. You've done this for what feels like hundreds of times in the past and yet his surprise always makes it feel like its the first.

The feeling you bring out inside him is incredible, he thinks. A spark of warmth and overwhelming care for another- a light of love and safety deep in his core. Your hands, your warmth, the wonderful whispers of affirmations, and the absolute joy he feels when he's around you.

Moments like these- he hopes he never gets used to it. Akechi wants to feel the spark, the light, the surprise, and the love again and again with the same intensity like it's the first time all over.

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I feel like I write worse when I write on my computer compared to my phone ?? Srry guys ajfjafeawjfewa. Thank youuu for requesting !! I love my boy sm sm sm I wish I can do him justice.

[tower-arcana]

Could we please get general relationship headcanons for Ann, Makoto, Fuataba, Haru, and Sumire? Thank you!

a/n: tysm for this request!! i mostly blabbed for these general headcanons, so sorry if some seem out of left field! i hope you enjoy!

ANN RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!

ann, against what her classmates may have chosen to believe, honestly has never been in a relationship before -- so nearly every date idea and romantic ways to spend time together comes from the movies she tends to watch! she treats you the same as always; her best friend, someone she can just be herself with, and someone to rely on!

ann's favorite places to take you dates on has got to be different restaurants and cafes! she loves trying out new food items with you, though most of her favorites are desserts, admittedly... but feeding you food like they do in romantic chic flicks is always a must regardless! (ignore how she nearly poked your eye out that one time...!)

she isn't too big on kissing in public, mostly because she gets flustered like crazy and always manages to make a fool out of herself by her standards, but she's nearly always holding your and keeping you close!

ann's love language is most likely physical touch and quality time in my interp! words of affirmation are a close third, but she can never say anything too romantic without thinking she sounds too cheesy...

MAKOTO RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!

makoto had never really entertained the idea of getting a partner while in high school; after all, she had always been so focused on her studies, right? but you were a sudden, wonderful gift that she wouldn't pass up for anything, and she can't imagine a future without you at this point!

makoto doesn't really visit too many hang out spots outside of school itself, but that doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy going places with you -- you usually have to be the one to make the decision, though! out of all the places you've visited so far, makoto has enjoyed strolling through book town and occasionally visiting the arcade when it isn't too crowded, but usually she's content with staying at home with you and just enjoying your one-on-one time together!

she's absolutely out of her league when it comes to anything PDA, and honestly gets flustered with any hand holding early on, but once she's more in her comfort zone, she often enjoys having you lay on her lap while she's reading a book or studying; to her, it just feels peaceful, and she enjoys the comfortable silence with you!

makoto's love languages would definitely be words of affirmation and acts of service, both giving and receiving! at times, makoto needs reassurance that she's even doing the right thing with you, but you're always more than willing to give her that reassurance, and for that she's extremely grateful; she doesn't feel the need to prove herself useful to you, but even so, she enjoys doing little things to make your easier when she can!

FUTABA RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!

i think it's safe to say futaba is an absolute, lovable mess in this relationship, right? she manages to play off her embarrassment and flustered reactions with silly jokes that usually get you to crack a smile, but that also means she has trouble giving proper responses to serious conversations... well, we can't win them all! (you totally won this one)

futaba is another one of those partners that doesn't really have the social battery to go out all the time, she'd much rather stay at home and game with you! still, when the two of you do go out on dates, it's usually to shop around and hunt for old game consoles at akihabara, or like once a year go to a convention! the convention definitely has to be lowkey though, she's improving with her social skills, but that's just way too high level for her current ranking!

futaba is clingy as all hell, especially in public! you're her rock, her anchor, her second key item next to joker, her power-up!!! she's always close by when you go out, holding hands or practically making you trip over your feet with how close she is... and when you're at home, she's always curled up against you like some sort of cat!

her love language is easily quality time and physical touch! futaba has spent so long pretty much isolated from everyone, and now that she's finally found her partner for life she doesn't want to be away from you a second longer than she has to be, whether that means hanging out or having her tackle hug you every chance she gets!

HARU RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!

haru is a bit more tricky, if i'm being honest... she genuinely thought she was doomed to be stuck with sugimura after her engagement to him, and even now that it's been annulled, she's wary of putting too much pressure on you as her partner too soon; even so, haru's love for you is true, and she wants to make it work!

haru is often busy with her new role as the acting ceo of okumura foods, but when she does get the chance to spend time with you, you can bet she's going to spoil you! reserved spots at classy restaurants, taking you to all the sights you could ever want to see, even trips overseas -- she may have never been fond of her own wealth before, but now that she has someone she truly cares for to spend it on, why not make the most of it?

the last thing haru wants is for you to get caught up in rumors that may swarm her as a ceo, so she keeps too much PDA to a minimum for moreso your safety than hers; alone, however, she's a very physically affectionate person and a major cuddler! when the work day has caused her more stress than she cares to admit, the first thing haru wants to do is curl up beside you and just breathe for once!

as stated above, haru is big on physical touch, but also giving and receiving gifts! for a really long time, all people really sought out of haru was her wealth and the benefits of her status, but with you? with you it's infinitely different, you love her for her, and she's eternally grateful; in haru's mind, it's only fitting that all her care and kindness goes to you and no one else (aside from the others she can truly count on, i.e. the thieves)!

SUMIRE RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!

sumire is futaba's level of awkward in a relationship, but in less of a humored way and more of a shy way; sumire still struggles with her own self image even after she and you both agreed to give her time to rebuild her fractured mind and find worth in herself again. even so, she doesn't want to wait forever, not when you could slip through her fingers any moment -- the time is now, and she can heal with you, she realizes!

sumire's favorite places to hang out with her would have to be in cozy places like the diner or the park, places where she can just be herself, or push herself to be a better version of herself, all while you're there cheering her on! when you're her only audience, the world feels a bit lighter on her shoulders

she is very, very easily flustered over the simple things, and this includes PDA and just holding your hand -- not that she doesn't enjoy it! she just doesn't know what to do with herself in those moments, and ultimately she prefers for you to take the lead

i do feel like sumire's love languages are words of affirmation and acts of service! for her, she needs a lot of reassurance, she's still figuring her own wants and needs out after all, and she's incredibly careful to do the same with you; she also likes to show you just how cared for you are, and in return she gets absolutely giddy over knowing you really went out of your way to do something as mundane as making a meal for her!

[an-angel-in-the-garden]

hello! can I get a sort of crossover headcanons? Can I get the obey me brothers reacting to an akira kurusu! mc. They have the same experience with the metaverse and still have arsenal and can probably use arsene in devildom. Id like to see the brothers reacting to weird sexual tension they have with akechi and why their human is so infatuated with another human (akechi) who tried to literally kill them (it's platonic with the brothers and ig a background akeshu but with the mc as the leader of the phantom thieves ig)

This was such an unexpected request but a fun idea. I'm doing headcanons for all the brothers and how they react to learning all of this so hopefully it fulfills your request? Please enjoy. Spoilers for persona 5 and Obey me, set after lesson 16

Lucifer

Out of everyone, is the most understanding about the whole thing though even he has his questions

When you first arrived in the Devildom he already knew that you were a strange human but even he wasn't ready for Arsene to come to your side when you felt threatened

At first he believes this might cause trouble but it won't take long for him to realize how helpful your personas can be

Still expects his brothers to keep you safe but now he's more willing to believe you can handle yourself

That thought is thrown to the side the moment you tell him all about Akechi and what happened him the metaverse

What do you mean he shot you?! What do you mean you miss him!

Will scold you for being so reckless with your own life but won't deny that he feels a sense of pride knowing you rebelled against the corrupt world

He will ask all he can about your team and adventures, he also wants to know about your relationship with Akechi and how it ended

Not the most helpful but certainly someone you can lean on when the pressure becomes too much

Mammon

Is the most concerned about learning everything and he really doesn't plan to keep his mouth shut about it

From the moment he's told to keep watch of you Mammon is freaked out about everything happening in your life

Arsène nearly fights him day one and from then on he decides that you clearly need help surviving in this world

Don't tell him about Akechi right away or he will threaten to keep you locked up in the devildom to avoid anything bad from happening again

Even hearing about what you did as a phantom thief is a lot, sure at first he's all over it, i mean you make so much money from it but then he thinks about just how often you could have died

The more he thinks the worse it gets

Honestly after a few very very long talks about it he's willing to take you on little trips to the human world so you can go to the metaverse together but he's going to be your guard dog

Will never be willing to let Akechi near you after he learns you like him but is pretty cool with the rest of the thieves

All in all not bad but very worried if he's not around you

Leviathan

Honestly thinks its cool, worrying yes, but very cool in some ways funny in others

Everything you tell him sounds like something right from one of his animes and he NEEDS to know more

How did a lame human like you get to do all that awesome stuff, what do you mean you faked your own death? AND plan to fight the government? He wants in but not really

Gives you really good advice when it comes to planning actually, this man is the Grand Admiral after all

Will not help you at all with romance and is in fact very jealous that someone who wants you dead is more important than him but he's not gonna say that

Freaks out just a little (a lot) when he learns about everything you've already done and had to go through but is weirdly supportive

Finds animes that make him think of you so now you both have to watch them as a treat.

Overall is pretty okay with the whole thing and great to go to for planning

Satan

Pretty annoyed at first but thats too be expected getting to know you though he becomes fascinated in the life you've lived

It feels nearly impossible when he first learns the truth but seeing first hand proof really gets him on board

He's going to try and use your persona's for the anti Lucifer club so be ready for that

Hate the very idea of Akechi and will sold you for falling for someone like that, he's also somewhat (way too) worried about the types of people you make friends with

How are you not dead?? A valid question he regularly asks yet never gets a real answer for

Is brutally honest about everything, he pulls no punches and you will know how he feels when it comes to the life you've lives, truly a blessing and curse

Not very helpful but still reliable it's not like he wants you dead or anything so if his advice can keep you around then you have it

Asmodeus

Is the best person to go to about all of this. He wants to hear all the juicy gossip and can give you some advice on getting peoples trust

Tell him all the little details, come to him for help with your confidants Asmodeus is greatest for all things people

Sure most of it is subterfuge but it works out for everyone

He feels genuine sadness for you when he learns about the hardship you and your friends have been through and he really wants you to make up with Akechi

All of the brothers know what it's like to live in a world where people look down on you but Asmo is the most open about it, he understands

Just a good vibe, he's still gonna flirt and joke around but you have his support and backing whenever you need

Playing dress up with the persona's and you, whenever and wherever some of them are just so pretty

does find it a little funny that you just talk around with a bunch of illegal things to sell at some random pawnshop and will never stop mocking you

Beelzebub

Worries a good amount after learning about your life, humans aren't meant to do things like that, what if you get hurt?

He wishes you didn't have to go through such things but he's still going to root you on

Take you out to eat often, if you're doing all that fighting you need to keep your energy up

Will work out with you all the time, keeping you ready for any fight that's bound to pop up in the devildom

Very reassuring in his own way, he gets that life is stressful and you do so much yet get almost nothing return, he wants to change that

Learning about Akechi is a bad time for Beel

He's just sooo worried about you and what happened, really doesn't think it's a good idea to be involved with someone like that

Beel just wants to see you happy and safe, you're practically part of the family and one of his closest friends, if you ever need help you can lean on him

Belphegor 

Gets a really good laugh out it, he's so judgemental about your choices but in a more joking way once you get to know him

He's kind of impressed that you made it this far, after all you fell for his trap yet managed to topple people who have been hiding their crimes for years?

Also wants to use you and your skills against Lucifer and will plan for hours on how to get you to join

Not really interested in your friends but if you start talking about them he listens attentively

Starts to worry when you tell him about the cop and Akechi though he's so down for you just fighting the government more or less

Reminds you to take breaks and no overwork yourself, it's easy to pull yourself too thin between this school and life plus everything with mementos

The moment he learns about what Akechi did he feels a little awful, it's not that different from his own plan and tactics he can't imagine how much it affected you

Honestly these things help him get closer to you, a way for you both to lean on each other and make up for the past

Hello, Hello! It's late I know but thank you to everyone who's waited and been patient with me. It really does mean the world. This fic wasn't fully what I'd been hoping for but I don't mind it. I hope that you like that and thank you so much for requesting it. I have one Bleach request and then my inbox is clear so if you want something feel free to ask. Also! I started physical therapy, I mentioned that I had been in an accident and now I've been getting help for it! I'll be taking care of myself and my family and I hope you all do the same. Stay safe everyone~ Lilly P.S It's my birthday today! I'm now 20 so that's cool

[zeroth-writes]

Feel My Love -Ryuji Sakamoto-

masterlist | request

Prompt: hello! i saw that your p5 requests r still open, is it alr if i could ask for a scenario with ryuji & gn!reader with the 5th prompt in the kisses prompt list? no rush btw and feel free to ignore this and such! Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips. 

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kisses where they push you against the cold wall, their hands tracing your curves as they nibble on your lower lip, hands teasing every edge as you moan into the kiss

Pairing: Ryuji Sakamoto / Reader

Summary:

Word Count: 789

Warning: Slight NSFW content

A/N: So, I don’t know which prompt list this request is from, So I did both :)

Being a Phantom Thief wasn’t always easy, if it ever was. Constantly going into different palaces, facing dangerous shadows, watching the one you care about most being seriously injured.

You watched from the sidelines as Skull fell to a knee after one attack from a Fuu-Ki. A notable gasp fell form your lips at the action. Luckily before you could worry to long, Joker pulled out a bead and used it on his weakened companion.

“S-Sorry” You heard Skull mumble while standing up. His sorrow emotion quickly switched to angry as he narrowed his eyes towards the shadow smirking at him.

The fight ended quickly after Skull rejoined and created a chain with the other thieves. Once everyone collapsed on their seat within the bus. A song of various sighs filled the room.

“Maybe we have be in over our head for now.” Fox spoke from behind you with some sadness in his voice. Around the bus you being to heard slight mumble and hums in agreement.

You glance around and note your teammates dejected expressions.

“To be fair the new path did just open up and we did just finish the palace, so i think we’re all a little warn out from that.” You tried to give a reason behind the tough battle, but it only caused silence to fall within the group.

“They’re right.” Joker stated from the drivers seat. “We should head home for now and rest a little. Regain our strength before we continue on.

The remainder of the trip was spent in silent - the bus ride, the walk and trip back to the real world, even the departure from the station, with everyone settling for a simple wave.

For a moment you stood and watched. Watched all your teammates walking away and leaving in different directions.

A few went the same way, yet they only walked near each other. As you’re eyes dart over towards the blonde, you’re heart begins to swell with sadness.

Ryuji walked back towards his home slowly. His head down, occasionally kicking loose gravel. Quickly you jogged up behind the 2nd year.

“Don’t need ya checkin in on me.” Ryuji spoke barely looking back towards you.

For a moment, everything stopped. Stunned by his sudden harsh tone and the angry look resting on his furrowed brows.

Despite his words. A sigh quickly left his lips just after they closed from his previous sentence. 

“M’ Sorry. It just..” He paused to think of the right words. “That shadow in the palace really pissed me off.” Ryuji’s anger from before returned, this time though it’s directed toward the shadow within the metaverse.

Without him needing to say more you knew exactly what he was referring to and what he wanted to tell you without saying it.

“I know it’s bothering you. Being downed by an enemy and doing nothing to stop it.” As you spoke you could see the angry rise within the former track star. “We’ve all been there. We each have a weakness that the enemy has exploited, just they we have with them. It doesn’t make you any less valuable or means we need you less.” 

Ryuji felt every syllable you spoke. A soft smile made itself home on his lips. “Thanks, I needed that.”

Before the blonde could react, you quickly raised your arms and toss them around his neck. He let out a loud groan before reluctantly returning your affection.

As his arms wrapped around your midsection, you squeezed. Not wanting to let him go, but also attempting to give all your love for the man across to him. After a few moment you begin to pull away only for Ryuji to pull you back.

A giggle escapes for lips from his action before maneuvering your face to look directly at his. Slowly you brought your lips to his and placed a delicate kiss.

Within a few second the kiss went from slow and passionate to rushed and hungry, not being able to get close enough to your partner, constantly pulling each other closer and closer than before.

It wasn’t long that you felt a cold, hard surface against your back. Your hand traces against the concrete walls that lined the station to steady yourself.

Your lips parted with a gasp as a large pair of hand found a resting place on your waist before his fingertips dance along your body. His tongue traced along your still parted lips. A small moan muffled from the contract came as sharp teeth run across your bottom lip.

Your lips left his as you begin gasping for missing air. “We should go somewhere more privet” You whispered between pants. Ryuji only nodded before pulling you off towards his home.

[justauthoring]

everything.

*everything: all things; all the things of a group or class.

pairing: akechi goro x f!reader

a/n: i... i love him.

Akechi Goro had dived into your life and stolen everything.

The first moment you laid eyes on him, you’d fallen in love with him. Everything that had been nothing more than chance, a meeting that by all rights never should’ve happened, only to turn and find him in Leblanc the next day. It hadn’t taken long for Akechi to worm his way inside of your life and take over every inch of your being.

He’d become your whole world.

And, unfortunately for you, you’d thought he’d felt the same.

-

You’re already running late to school when you feel your body, rather rough, smack into another.

You would’ve lost your balance had a pair of arms not reached out with a quick reflex to grab you, hold you steady and stop you from embarrassing yourself even further when it processes in your mind just who exactly you bumped into.

Akechi Goro wasn’t hard to identify, but he certainly had been the last person you’d expected to run into that morning on your way to school. The sight of him is jarring, enough to send you into what you can only assume is a fumbling baboon of a mess, blinking back at him, wide eyed and lips agape, as his touch on you registers.

It seems he realizes it too because in the next second, he’s abruptly pulling his hands back, letting them fall to his side in an almost practiced movement. His lips are curling into a polite smile, eyes crinkling with a warm that seems to pierce right through you.

It takes you a moment to gather your bearings.

“O-Oh, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going and I’m late and–”

“It’s quite alright,” Akechi assures with a simple tilt of his head. “I wasn’t paying attention either,” he assures, “I hope you’re alright?”

You feel like a little girl with the way your heart races at his words, cheeks warming in a way you’ve not felt before as you quickly wave your hands before yourself, adamantly shaking your head. “No, no,” you rush to explain, “I’m totally fine. I… I–” But you don’t know what to say, and you already feel like an idiot for how much of an embarrassment you’d made of yourself. “I really am sorry.”

“Like I said, water under the bridge,” he grins, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. It’s such a wide grin and yet so vague, so… empty. It pulls you from your over revere, pausing even as the smile fades and Akechi makes a movement like he’s moving to leave. “Well, I should be on my way.”

Blinking, you nod; “oh, yes, of course,” shuffling to the side, you bow slightly at the waist; one final attempt of showing your apprehension before watching you walk off. He offers one final wave before completely turning his back to you, head straight and never glancing back. But, you? You stay there, all thought of being late to school leaving your mind as you watch his retreating back, unable to ignore the way your nerves feel like they’re lit on fire.

Or the way he’d grinned at you.

So empty, so… fake.

-

You’re on your way to Leblanc the next day.

The group had agreed to meet there to discuss your next actions regarding what to do about Makoto and the threat of her revealing your identities as the Phantom Thieves. It was rare that the six of you met there instead of your regular spot, but it had been short notice and with Morgana and Akira already being there, it seemed the easiest.

Only, you don’t realize how early you are until when you step inside the rather quiet cafe, Ann nor Ryuji nor Yusuke are there, and instead sat in one of the stools of the bar is Akechi himself with Akira stood on the other side, an apron adorned.

You pause at the door, eyes wide as both pairs of eyes fall on you.

“Oh, it’s you,” Akechi smiles, barely phased.

Akira’s brows furrow; “you two know each other?”

“Not really,” Akechi shrugs, “I ran into her the other day. I didn’t know you two were friends though.”

“Y/N.” Akira smiles, meeting your eyes. “We go to the same school. Same grade too.”

Akechi eyes fall back on you then, eyes lighting up with recognition; “ah, yes, you were wearing a Shujin uniform that day.”

Blinking out of your stupor, you step forward, clutching your bag tightly; “what’re you doing here, Akechi-san?”

“Thought I’d try the coffee,” he answers with ease, as if the words were practiced beforehand. “It’s nice to see you not in such a rush.”

Cheeks burning, you glance down at your feet; “uh, yes. Sorry about that again.”

Akechi just waves you off and an air of silence follows, none of you sure what to say. You’re still shocked at the mere sight of the Detective Prince, let alone in a cafe like Leblanc, and embarrassed that both times you’ve run into you’d been caught off guard. 

Luckily, Akira cuts in through the silence. “Would you like a cup of coffee, Y/N?” He offers with a warm smile, gesturing to the spot next to Akechi. “I can make one for you.”

Smiling softly, you nod, moving towards the bar and setting your bag down on the counter top. “I’d love one, thank you, Akira-kun.”

You’re none the wiser to the watchful pair of eyes on your back, carefully taking in every word you say and the warmth in your eyes as you stare back at Akira. It isn’t hard to notice the way you eased the second Akira invited you in, simply calmed by his presence.

“I must be going anyways,” Akechi politely excuses himself, moving to a stand. “Thank you for the coffee,” he nods at Akira, before turning to you. “It was lovely to see you again, Y/N. Hopefully our paths will cross again soon.”

You freeze at his words, taken aback as you blink, eyes widening. You can feel Akira’s gaze on you, also obviously shocked by Akechi’s words, but he remains silent as you simply nod, only managing a small, pathetic smile when Akechi waves at you, excusing himself.

Then, a moment later, you turn to Akira. “That was… odd, right?”

“Definitely.”

-

Akechi seems to pop up more frequently from then on.

He always, somehow, seems to be exactly where you last expect him to be. He’s a constant surprise that leaves you puzzled all the more each time, but yet, every meet feels more comfortable, more natural. Akechi’s suave with his words and he always seems to know what to say, and before you know it, he’s a part of your life in the way you always seem to seek out his company or time. He’s busy at the worst of times, but he always seems to make time for you. Needlessly answering your calls, walking you home from school when you have nothing else to do.

Ryuji’s not a fan. He constantly complains about how close you are to the Detective, swearing there’s something off about him but you just shrug him off. Akechi’s sweet and he treats you well, and undeniably, you enjoy spending time with him.

And somewhere along the way, the line blurs between just friends and more.

-

To Akechi, you’re an anomaly.

Something that shouldn’t be.

The first time he sees you, something grips at his heart. Something so powerful, so intoxicating it’s impossible to ignore and painful to deny and yet, he does it all the same.

The emotions he’d felt when you ran into him had made no sense and yet, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Breathless, a light sheen of sweat covering your skin, hair a mess on your head, and somehow endlessly beautiful. He’d thought you gorgeous, an intimidating emotion that had left him reeling, panicked to get away and yet even as he’d left, you hadn’t left his mind.

Emotions unwanted nor needed, like jealousy at the way you’d reacted to Akira that night. The want and desperation to be near you, to listen to every last one of your pleas. You’re a poison infecting him, distracting him from his true goal – from what he needs to do.

And yet, he can’t stop himself.

What had started as a ploy to get closer to Akira, to find out more about his weaknesses, turned into him dropping everything the second you text. Wasting his time waiting for you to rush out of class just so he can walk you home. Eating with you, spending time with you doing pointless things like watching movies together, or going for a walk at the park or or or…

He can’t deny you and it burns all the same.

-

“It’s quite beautiful out, no?”

Akechi’s quiet for a moment and you don’t rush for an answer, keeping your gaze focused on the stars above as you listen to his quiet breaths.

“Yes,” he says eventually, but when you turn to look at him, his eyes are on you.

Cheeks warming, you bite your lip, letting the silence envelope you as you shuffling, moving so you’re closer. You’re desperate for his touch, to feel his heat on you, letting your thigh press against his own and your hand to fall over his own that rests on the pavement beside him. You don’t let your gaze waver, keeping it trained on his as you thread your fingers through his own, a silent breath of relief escaping you when he doesn’t pull away.

Lips parting, you exhale; “Akechi…”

His shoulders ease, relaxing, and after a moment, he whispers; “yes?”

“I want to kiss you.”

…

“Can I kiss you?”

He shouldn’t. He really shouldn’t.

You were a distraction, you should be nothing more than a means to the end.

But his eyes flicker to your lips and the ever pressing thought of I want to swarms every last coherent being in him. Your lips look soft and inviting and all he wants is to feel your lips against his own.

“Yes.”

You don’t waste a second. You lean forward, pressing yourself full against him, lips molding against his own in a nervous, shaky way that has his hands itching to grab you, to pull you closer, to take control. He wants all of you, now. He doesn’t want to wait. He doesn’t want to ignore it anymore. He needs you, with him, against him, a part of him.

His hands fall on your waist, tugging, needlessly, breathlessly, taking control in every way you couldn’t. You’re pulled flush against him, breath taken away as he kisses you, so deeply, so sensually, so wholly.

And when he pulls back, your lips are red, puffy and you’re breathless, as if in a day dream, staring up at him.

“I love you…” You whisper despite yourself.

Akechi never says it back.

-

His betrayal rips your heart in half.

It’s as if he takes it in his own hands and tears it apart, leaving nothing left.

You’re a shell of yourself. The group notices but they don’t know what to say. 

Or rather, they can’t say what they want to say.

We told you.

He was always this way.

You should’ve listened.

But that would’ve been cruel, so they don’t say anything at all.

And you don’t say anything to them about it either.

You wallow in your own heartbreak all on your own, saving your tears for when you’re alone and save in the privacy of your own bedroom, tucked far, far away from it all.

There’s so much you want to say.

You don’t say any of it.

-

Even when he curses you all out, screams at you, says what he’s always felt, you stand there, numb, silent.

And when you hear that final gunshot, you barely flinch.

-

Akechi doesn’t expect to see you.

He hates that you’re here.

“You idiot.”

You just stand there, frowning.

“Why did you come back!”

But you refuse to say anything. Akechi watches you, eyes trained on you as you simply step towards him, kneeling before him, patching him up the best you can, never saying a single word. You shrug away his attempts at pushing you away, never even meeting his gaze, wrapping the gunshot wound on his stomach to stop the bleeding, completely silent the entire time.

And then, finally, you ask; “why?”

Akechi frowns.

Your eyes flicker up to his own, and Akechi hates the way his heart hurts at the side of your teary, red, blotched eyes staring back at him. It hurts even more because it’s because of him. You look like that because of him. Because he’d toyed with your heart, your feelings, and ripped it to shreds all without blinking an eye.

He’d hurt you.

And he hates it.

“Because,” Akechi groans, shifting to sit up despite the pain that radiates through his body. “I had to.”

You shake your head, unable to stop the way your eyes water all over again and tears pour from your eyes, a sob retching past your lips. “Did any of it mean anything?” You pause, as if afraid. Akechi imagines you’re terrified. “ Any of it?”

But he doesn’t say anything.

He just stares back at you.

And after a moment, you just sigh, moving to a stand before grabbing him, helping him to his feet.

-

“It did mean something.”

It’s a day later. 

After the two of you had escaped Shido’s palace, you’d brought him home. It’s not his first time being in your house, but it still feels wrong. Your parents weren’t around as he learned they never were, and so he’s able to safely hide in your room as he heals.

It’s been completely silent since you brought him here. Akechi knows he’d passed out somewhere along the way back, but still, any of the time he has been awake, you’ve refused to speak to him. You bring him food, water, clean and dress his bandages, but other than that, you leave him alone.

He couldn’t stand the sight of you walking out that door one more time so he says what he should’ve said a long time ago.

You pause by the door, body rigged.

“You meant–... mean something to me.”

He watches you closely, eyes trained on your face as the words sink in. He notices the slight way your body eases, shoulders lowering as your grip on the door loosens, but your face is still blank, still… distant.

“You’re just saying that.”

Akechi frowns; “no. No, I’m not.”

You finally turn to look at him. Those same, sorrowful, hurt eyes staring back at him. It kills him.

“I loved you.”

“I… I love you too.”

“You never said it back.”

Akechi sighs. “I was afraid.”

Body finally turning to face him, you huff; “you tried to murder Akira.”

Akechi scowls at the mention of your oh so precious leader, and you scoff.

“You treat them like their scum.”

“They are.”

“Am I?”

“No,” Akechi says without hesitation. “Not you.”

You shake your head; “they’re my friends.”

“I know.”

Pausing, your gaze falls to your feet, slumping in defeat. “I loved you so much,” you whisper, voice cracking, “and you hurt me. You hurt my friends.”

“I know.”

“I don’t know if I can forgive you.”

“ I know. ”

Akechi thinks that’s it. He expects you to turn, walk out the door, and not come back for a while. Maybe never. Maybe you’d tell Akira and the rest. Maybe you’d rat him out. Get rid of him for good. He’d deserve it.

But you don’t.

You don’t move.

All you do is slowly raise your head, meet his eyes and whisper; “but… I still love you.”

And it’s all Akechi needs to hear.

[headcanonstation]

Joker/Ren writing about crush

its been a while since I drove the train, but time to dust it off and try to get it back up and running. Give me a bit to remember the controls and lets hope we don’t crash~

We all remember how he has that handy dandy saving book right 

His diary, if you will

Mans already writes about a lot of his life anyways, so to an extent, why wouldn’t that possibility extend to his feelings 

Our boy here certainly writes about his crush 

More so if he isn’t dating them

As he writes, he gets this silly little smile on his face, his eyes going soft and seeming to just be in dreamland

its so precious and cute 

Usually, he doesn’t mind his friends teasing him about his crush- but tease him about him writing about them and he will more than likely get a little flustered

Uses it to kind of just to be able to shamelessly gush about how cute and adorable you are overall

Your smile, laugh, voice, what you two did that day, and that sparkle in your eyes- 

Agh, your too cute

He’ll also just write about how you just make him feel all the time

Is also mostly using this to “bide his time” when it comes to the concept of a potential confession to you

While relatively shameless about... 90% of things, his journal entries about you are for him and him only

He isn’t really keen on sharing whatever it is he wrote to anyone- even if you two end up together, he’s still more thank likely not gonna show it to you

His friends know about his writing though, I mean, the guy seems to write about everything 

So they kind of more so guess that’s part of what he’s doing, but its more of a “I’m guessing, but I’m pretty sure I’m right more than actually guessing on this”

If anyone asks what he’s writing about, he’s gonna kind of just brush it off and say just about plans or what he’s planning to do that day

Honestly, the concept of his journal entries fluster him more than he would expect it to

He likes going back and reading some of the entries, as it’ll give him memories of the day when you two hung out and relieve some of those memories

I mean, he’s got pictures too. But reading it just hits a bit different than a picture

Even when he starts laying it on thick of his crush on you, he’ll continue writing

Though that writing will start having some more “frustration” in it if your not catching on

But on the same note he feels he can’t even blame you because he doesn’t help his case at all- he playfully flirts with his friends, so no wonder you may not be taking it seriously

Morgana has read them, because of course he has

“Oh-ho-ho, so that’s why you’ve been writing a storm-”

Not happy about it ™

But what is he gonna do? I mean, Morgana is with him practically every second of the day- it was kind of bound to happen eventually, whether he liked it or not

If you ever read any of it, please save him the embarrassment and don’t bring it up

This is legit probably one of the few things that will get him so flustered

[marahuyos]

anon asked: I hope you still follow Jojo and Persona fandoms because I liked your crossover post there a few years ago. So here's my Jojo part 5 x Persona 5 prompt: Phantom Thief!Reader stumbled across a Palace of someone from Passione during a vacation to Italy, only for Team Bucciarati to accidentally caught you in the act

mara’s words: ISAJDLAFSDH HNGGG i missed that old piece of mine huhu, back when my hype for jojo was so high and it’s all i could ever think about HAHAAHH

part 1 | part 2

gn!reader | reader is the wild card and uses ace as their codename

tw: au (modern smartphones exist for the sake of plot) wearing, violence (guns, knives), blood

It was supposed to be a vacation. How did it end up like this?

Really, you’d think you’d leave the Phantom Thief agenda aside and enjoy your vacation in the sunny country of Naples, Italy with your family (plus talking cat), and-I don’t know-have fun like a regular teenager? Just when you thought your probation last year was the highlight of your entire life, you’ve stumbled upon something worse than that.

Just why would there be a Palace right here in the hotel you were living in?

“We can’t just leave this alone.” Morgana stated, eyes narrowing at the sight of the search result from the Meta-Nav. “If this Palace continues to fester, who knows what will happen to your family?”

You gripped your phone tighter, the red eye of the app staring at you as if it was gloating. Yeah, your vacation is officially ruined.

“I’m sorry that this ruins your vacation,” he sighed, slightly pawing your hand, “but you know the consequences of letting this go more than I do.”

With a sharp sigh, you raised your hand and patted Morgana’s head. “I know. That doesn’t mean I don’t hate it.”

He purred at your ministrations. “Still... just what were the chances of us finding a Palace here in Italy? I thought the Metaverse and the cognitions were only back home...”

“No use thinking about it now.” You said, standing up from your bed. “Let’s just get this over with.”

He quickly sprung out of the bed. “Right you are, Leader! Now, let’s go!”

Blanco Squacquerone-your tour guide for your entire trip in Italy-has a Palace.

It was purely by chance that you inputted his name in the Meta-Nav. A ‘why the heck not’ kind of moment where you were sure nothing could happen. But to your horror, something did happen, and you were regretting past you that opened the goddamn app.

Behind the hotel was a small alley that the hotel uses for trash disposal. Dumpsters hid your figure against the busy street life in the afternoon of Naples as Morgana hopped off from your bag. He sniffled against the stink of the alley but he didn’t raise any complaints.

“I think we’re safe here.” Morgana said. “Now, let’s go see what kind of Palace Squacquerone has.”

You opened the app and immediately started searching. “Well, the obvious one is his name and the place.”

Seeing the words Blanco Squacquerone and Naples were on the search bar, you looked at Morgana. “But what could his palace be though?”

He hummed, tail curling behind him. “There wasn’t much of an impression ever since I saw him...”

And it was true. Squacquerone was your average, jolly tourist guide, ready to give foreigners a grand tour of his home country. There were no red flags appearing in your head when you first met him. The 180-cm man with pale blond hair slicked back with copious amount of hair gel and smiling brown eyes was nothing but a jovial old man. It just didn’t seem right to you that someone so eager has a Palace. In you and Morgana’s ruminating, you failed to notice the clicking of dress shoes stepping closer and closer into the alley.

“Aw, might as well take a page off of that stupid Ryuji...” Morgana groaned out. “How about typing ‘colosseum’? Like the one where we were supposed to go in our itinerary?”

You raised a brow but complied anyway, typing the correct word and tapping ‘search’. Immediately, the whole world distorted, black and red clouding your vision as you felt the familiar pull of the Metaverse drawing you in. The scent of the salty breeze was long gone, replacing it with a heavy and earthy scent-enough to make your lungs feel heavy for each breath you take. Now, in your Phantom Thief garb, you surveyed the entire changed Palace.

“Well damn...” You whistled, staring up ahead. “Your guess was right on the nose.”

The colosseum was an exact replica of the Roman Colosseum, except for the fact that there were people-or cognitions-dressed in tattered garb and shackles on their wrists and ankles all lined up towards the Palace. Inside the building, the sound of metal clashing and tortured screams rang out, making your blood run cold.

“Was there any more doubt, Ace?” Mona said smugly, crossing his arms. “Anyway, we should proceed with caution. We don’t know if Palaces are different when we’re in a different country so be careful leading us in.”

With a nod, you took your first steps inside the Palace of Squacquerone. That is-until you stopped.

Quickly drawing your gun, you knelt fast down to the ground, turning your upper body to aim behind you. The person behind you let out a surprise grunt, sidestepping away from your gun as you heard the sound of zipping. Quickly summoning Arsene, he blocked the oncoming attack. White fists in blue armor were stopped by Arsene’s clawed hands, the mystery limbs leading to a white bodied apparition with blue armor and gold zippers.

“Wh-Who are you?!” Mona yelled, scrambling for his cutlass to help you. The apparition pushed itself away from Arsene, one of it’s arms aiming forward and detaching itself from the elbow and aiming at Mona.

“Change!” You called out, Arsene immediately switching out to Cu Chulainn to block the attack. To your horror, once the fist hit Chulainn’s spear, it disassembled into pieces as the fist hit Mona.

“Mona!” You yelled before grunting and aiming at the person who dodged your gun. The apparition drew back, it’s other arm drawing back before aiming for your gun. Knowing its attack, you switched Cu Chulainn to De Beauvoir as she casted Tetrakarn. The screen reflected the fist as the caster immediately keeled over in pain.

“Nice one, Ace!” Mona praised, quickly stepping closer to you as he pointed his cutlass at the person. “Now, who are you?! Why did you attack us?!”

The person appeared to be a man, with a black haired bob cut and braids on top of his head as his suit was a pristine white with black teardrop patterns. He had his hand in his own clutches, clearly in pain. When he lifted his head, his blue eyes burned with determination that you nearly gasped at how brightly they burned.

Aiming your gun at him once more, you raised your finger against the trigger. “Talk.”

He continued to breath heavily, the adrenaline already wearing down as he panted softly before speaking. “I didn’t expect Squacquerone to employ Stand Users. Let me ask you this: just how much did he pay you to betray Passione?”

You and Mona looked at each other before looking back at the man. It was Mona who answered for the both of you. “Stand? Passione? What the heck are you talking about?”

This time, he furrowed his brow. “Don’t play games with me. You somehow summoned me here in this warped reality and summoned multiple Stands. Just how much did he pay you to betray us?”

Feeling that this interrogation was going nowhere, you pocketed your gun back as you gestured Mona to do the same. “It appears we have a misunderstanding.”

And so, you explained to the well-dressed man what you and Mona were set out to do. Starting with how you were vacationing here in Italy and being a Phantom Thief back home. Then, you explained about the Metaverse, how you were able to access it and the whole reason why you and Mona are hunting down Squacquerone.

As onto the discussion of Personas...

“So those... Personas you summon... They’re manifestations of your heart?”

For someone who attempted to kill you, he was surprisingly calm as he listened to you. Mona was even more shocked, commenting that he never met a man that easily accepted... whatever the hell that you just said to him.

You nodded. “Well, at least from my understanding. But based on your explanation on Stands, I guess our powers aren’t too far off, are they?”

He didn’t answer, instead continuing to grip his hand. You tore off your mask, summoning De Beauvoir and before he could call back his Stand, you quickly placated him.

“I’m gonna heal you!” You said as your Persona casted her healing spell onto him. He stared back at his own hand, moving and rotating his wrist in awe.

“Why would you heal me?” He asked you, standing up to his full height as he stared down at you. Those blue eyes never seemed to falter.

So you returned the feeling back. “I felt like you were a good person.”

It looked like he didn’t even try to hide his surprise as he stared agape at you. But he quickly seized his expression back. “... So how are you able to leave this place?”

Mona answered for you. “We have our own way back using their cellphone but don’t think that we’re gonna up and leave this place because you don’t like it here!”

He glared at Mona, making the cat cower slightly. “But I am. I’m under direct orders to bring Squacquerone back to Passione alive. However, with the circumstances changed...”

He looked at the two of you before continuing. “I’m bringing my squad here. I don’t trust the both of you to lead me to Squacquerone so I’m having my own backup.”

“H-Huh?!” You gasped out. “But that’s already trouble as it is with you!”

“Yeah, they’re right!” Mona agreed. “You being here was a complete accident!”

“Then you must rectify your accident, no?” He replied coolly, crossing his arms. “If you continue to disobey, you should know that I have the guest logs in the hotel that you’re staying in as well as those loyal to me guarding this side of Italy.”

You gulped. He looked like he wasn’t bluffing.

You nodded begrudgingly.

He hummed. “Good. I’m Bruno Bucciarati. Now, get me out of here so we can get this done swiftly.”

It was a painful wait for the rest of Bucciarati's squad to come here.

Fiddling with your sleeve, you and Morgana waited at the back alley of the hotel for Bucciarati. It was clear that you wanted to say something to alleviate the awkward silence but what is there to say? One would definitely be rendered speechless when an Italian gangster threatens your entire family on your vacation.

Even Morgana, as chatty as he is, was rendered into pawing an empty can. The scrape of the metal against the cement was the only thing grounding you into reality. You think that this is deja vu; you butting in into business that isn’t your own and ultimately paying the price for your nosiness. Maybe if you had ignored the Palace call, then you could’ve enjoyed your vacation alongside your parents. Maybe you could’ve bought more souvenirs than your luggage can manage for the rest of the team back home.

Alas, as you watch Morgana swat the can, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Hearing sets of different footsteps, you straightened up. Morgana ceased his can swiping and immediately stood alert, ears facing forward. Bruno led his squad into the back alley. They all looked like complete strangers-like you would never expect them to be part of a group. But the way that they follow Bucciarati was something you took notice of.

"Apologies for the wait." Bucciarati said. You waved your hand to signal it was alright before taking a closer look at the rest of his squad. One of them sauntered up to you, peering at you from underneath his eyelids as he easily flourished a knife in his hand. You steeled yourself in not wanting to show fear. They were still part of the Italian mafia and you're just a defenseless teenager.

"You sure this is the guy that's gonna lead us to Squacquerone?" The boy sneered, taking a once-over of you before staring back at your face. "They look barely older than me!"

Another gangster looked over his shoulder and this time, you reeled back not from fear, but how you can smell his body odor from that far. You swore you heard Morgana sneeze.

"I'm not one to think twice but how did a kid like this manage to rat out one of the sneakiest traitors in Passione?" He scoffed. "You look like you can barely shoot a gun!"

Your trigger finger twitched.

"Mista, Narancia. Stand down." Bucciarati demanded. They immediately backed off, not before giving you one last glower.

The white-suited man stepped forward. "Don't mind them. It was partly my fault for giving a rushed run down of what I've experienced."

"Ah..." You sighed out, scratching your cheek with your forefinger. "I don't mind. Honestly, I still don't know how you still believe me after all of that."

"It's not a matter of belief," He denied, "Squacquerone has been evading Passione for fae too long. This... method of yours is probably our best bet."

You awkwardly let out a small huff of laughter. "About that... See, your guy isn't actually in the place we're going to--"

A loud 'Hah?!' echoed in the back alley as you flinched when the boy with the orange bandana marched up and pointed at your neck with his knife. "You telling me this is all some goddamn joke?!"

You raised your arms up in fear of him actually committing to stabbing your neck. "L-Look, it's Squacquerone's Shadow that we're after! Once we find him and his Treasure then he'll willingly confess his crimes!"

"Narancia, stop!" Bucciarati yelled. "They're a valuable asset on getting us closer to him and getting us out of where we're going. Don't be hasty!"

The boy, Narancia, growled before taking away his knife as you let out a breath of relief. Another boy, taller than Narancia, but for some reason has holes in his suit, walked forward. "Bucciarati mentioned something about Shadows and Personas... Tell me, how did a person like you manage to do that to Bucciarati?"

The hidden words were there: how did a random foreigner like you accomplish something a well-established mafia couldn't?

You pulled out your phone, punching in the keywords immediately. "Well, I can show you."

"Keywords accepted. Entering Palace."

[aria-keplr]

Goro Akechi fluff ?

its been so long since I’ve consumed or made any media of P5, will try my best here 🤞

For the purposes of the story and my bad memory, Akechi is going to a private school.

Not fluff but pancake boy being caring :3

Being in the same high school with the detective prince really wasn’t all that special. Not many people cared , it was a private school after all. Fortunately or unfortunately, the choice is yours, you shared a few classes with him. Now obviously it’s not like you cared much. I mean it was cool you attend a school with this boy genius detective and what not. Albeit the only thing that was concerning is that he was falling behind. Of course being a detective and a high school student could be awfully stressful. You would always find that he would ask others for notes. Some teachers reprimanded him, some were lenient.

No matter what he had done, you now landed in a two period AP Literature class with him, doing an analysis project. The class is scattered around while the teacher does god knows what at her desk. You and Akechi opt for the small corner near the bookshelf. You and him never really interact outside of school matters. Despite not showing it, you could tell he’s frustrated. Small huffs and rubbing his face up and down as he reads the god awful 40 pages you two were assigned. Sure you have like two weeks left to finish this, but he seemed so stressed about it. You don’t really address it, probably something on his mind.

You open your mouth, thinking for a split second before speaking, “I can take care of the note taking… All you have to do is just write the essay”

It was a weak attempt at trying to relieve the workload he had.

“I’m almost done with the notes, its fine but thank you” He replies, still absorbed into the work.

You exhale softly, he had a tendency to do this, “Just share the document with me, we can work on it together Akechi,” Your tone isn’t demanding but stern.

He nods and types in your email, sending it to you and allowing you to edit it. Once you open it, it’s nothing less of what you expected. You smile slightly at this, “You know, you’re a good note writer”

You swear you left a crack in him, his eyes no longer a void, but not showing much. He nods, “Thank you”

You smile softly back and continue to work on the notes with one hour left, you won't see him again till lunch in like two periods. Your notes aren't as concise, neat, and arranged as Akechi’s is, but they’re something. As the bell rings, you both narrowly finish up the notes. You definitely lost a few brain cells. You lean back in your chair before closing your chromebook and gather your stuff to leave.

Before you could leave, Akechi clears his throat. You turn to him, looking slightly confused.

“Here’s my.. contact info I shouldn't be busy around 11 PM most days” He says while handing you a piece of paper. You almost find it strange that hes giving you his information.

“Why? Is there something you want to talk about outside of school?”

Not that you know it but he’s trying his best to play it normal, “Ah.. just in case you have any questions or concerns really”

The answer is weird, but you deem it acceptable, “Oh, alright, see you!” You turn on your heels and speed walk out the class, being a little behind schedule from the interaction between you and Akechi.

.

Shortly after school ends, you contact the number,

‘This is Akechi right?’

The reply is almost instantaneous, a buzzing from your phone is heard.

‘Yes this is’

It's a little strange, you thought he would’ve been more busy but it’s really none of your concern is it. Walking a little more, you sit down at a bus stop, waiting for it to arrive. You set your bag down next to you and reply back, only to find out he sent a second message.

‘Don't plan on taking a bus, there's been more reports of harassment and muggings on the bus’

You sigh and get up, I mean it would be foolish to not listen to a detective’s advice.Yet you find it weird that he somehow or it felt like he knew you would take the bus. You reply back finally,

‘Thanks for the heads up, I was about to take the bus lol’

Quickly you see the three bubbles as you get up and start to walk. Another buzz rattles your phone.

‘Be careful while walking too’

You raise your eyebrows and look around, wondering if he's watching you or something. You quickly shrug it off as paranoia and type back.

‘…’

‘So how tf am I supposed to get home safely 🧍’

It was a genuine question, you can't walk or take public transportation safely it seems. It's still a surprise at how quickly he responds as well.

‘I could walk you home, safer that way’

…

Then how is he supposed to be safe..?

You shrug and decide it's the best option, not like you have the money to call a cab right now, you spent it on snacks earlier. You take slow steps, sending a text back as you walk.

‘Sure, meet me outside of the Shinu Coffee shop’

He likes the message in response.

You take the short walk there, and shortly spot him there outside, almost looking stressed. I mean, it’s probably because of the public snapping photos of him. He spots you and quickly walks over, motioning his eyes to keep walking. You let out a blow of air before turning on your heels and speed walk, hoping to avoid the paparazzi. As you walk, you feel a small buzz in your phone again,

‘Uh, just meet me here, in a bit that is…’

He shortly sends a location, and within a good 20 minutes, he enters the cafe that he sent you. It was a warm small town cafe, simple yet cozy.

He smiles, lines under his eyes crease and his smile lines become apparent, “Sorry about all that,” he waves his hand as to excuse himself.

“No worries,” You reply.

You hum as you start to open your bag, opening up the small zipped up pocket taking out a thousand yen bill.

Although it seems like Akechi had the same idea.

He stares at you before you both give an awkward smile, “No I insist it's okay, I dragged you all the way here”

“You’re tired after all of it, it's quite alright,” you claim and smile.

On a normal occasion you would have let him pay, but he truly seemed exhausted.

“You like caramel lattes?”

Before you could even shake, nod and shrug, he stands up and heads to the counter to place his order. You’re taken aback by the absurdity of the prince detective actively offering you a drink. You slightly smile before he sits back down with the two drinks in hand. The smell of his coffee is strong, but he smells like pancakes nonetheless. His hair shines under the yellow light of the coffee shop, with his soft content after sipping from the paper cup, he closes his eyes.

What a charming young man he is.

[imagine-the-phantom-thieves]

The homework went well!

Okay so here’s the official request now that it’s been approved! What Pokémon team would you give Akira/Ren (I forgot what the official name given was) if he was living in Pokémon world like an au?

What region would you assume he grew up in/lives in currently? (Up to you to pick which region and which time of his life you want to specify on to answer this.)

Have a great day, and I hope your returning to this blog brings you as much joy as I get from reading your writing.

Technically Ren is the 'canon' name, but Akira is also official and it's the one we use here because it sounds better :)

But as for his team, I'm thinking something like this?

I could see Honchkrow being his Ace, even if Honchkrow itself is often described as a bad boss to its Murkrow flocks, contrary to Joker. Ditto for Falinks and Bisharp, I appreciate a good 'leader of the squad' motif.

Kecleon has Colour Change, which I feel like fits to the adaptability that Persona protagonists come with on principle.

Klefki feels obvious. Y'know, lockpicking, keys, you get it.

And Purrloin. Like, duh, right?

As for region, I could see him growing up somewhere more quiet and podunk like Johto or Hoenn before being shipped off to a bigger city. Tempted to say Lumiose in Kalos, but Castelia in Unova also sounds correct

Also there were a few other Pokemon I considered that didn't quite make it. Tinkaton was tempting for the predatory nature it has on Corviknight, which in my head is Akechi's Ace, but I also don't like Tinkaton very much so *eh*

Something from the Impidimp line also feels on brand, because I feel like a Fairy/Dark type would vibe for Akira, but I just straight up hate the Impidimp line.

And then Zorrark also felt like a good fit, but A), I wanted Akira's team to have at least a little bit of type diversity, and B), upon thinking about it more, Zorrark really feels more like an Akechi Pokemon than an Akira one, yk?

[anonimouse-sewer]

Imagine...

Dating Ann Takamaki and her lips tasting sweet every time you kiss her either because she's always eating sweets or because of her lip gloss.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Hiiii since it’s my birthday really soon, can I get Hu Tao, Yae Miko, Chiori, UMP45 and Makoto from P5 celebrating readers birthday?? Maybe a surprise party?!?!?!?!

(Genshin Impact/GFL/P5) Hu Tao, Yae Miko, Chiori, UMP45, and Makoto celebrating Reader's birthday

Oh god, I hope I'm still on time for this.

(Hu Tao) "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Hu Tao pops out of absolutely nowhere and scares the hell out of (Y/N), but she is beaming with energy.

Despite the fact the clock had just struck midnight, and S/O was in their own room.

(Hu Tao) "Soooo, what do you plan on doing? Got any cake for today?"

(Y/N) "Hu Tao, I'm trying to sleep. We can talk about this in the morning...Actually, how did you even get in my house?!"

(Hu Tao) "Details we can discuss after your birthday plans! Now, what do you want for today? I can try my best to get you a good sale!"

(Y/N) "Well, it's not a coffin or ghost, I'll tell you that much..."

(Hu Tao) "Wow, buzzkill! I guess I won't treat you to Xiangling's today after all!"

Hu Tao is definitely the type to throw a surprise party, though it's not much of a surprise since she appeared in their bedroom.

Later when it's actually a humane time of day, she invites them over to her home to celebrate properly!

She still wishes they could've had the celebration late at night though, Hu Tao had a lot of jokes planned...

Normally, Yae is supposed to do a formal recital of wishing a pleasant birthday.

But to hell with that, that was boring.

Yae decides to wish (Y/N) a happy birthday in her own way.

(Yae) "(Y/N), I expect to have a good meal today."

(Y/N) "Shouldn't I be the one saying that to you?"

(Yae) "Perhaps, but surely you don't plan on going anywhere mundane to eat for such a very special occasion, right?"

(Y/N) "N-Not if it's going to bankrupt all of my Mora!"

(Yae) "Oh come now, I do not eat that much."

(Y/N) "Wait, why am I paying for you on my birthday?!"

(Yae) "Well, thank you for offering! You're such a kind soul!"

(Y/N) sigh

She doesn't really host a party for (Y/N), at least not by herself. But at the very least, she'll make it a damn entertaining day, for better and worse.

Oh, (Y/N)'s birthday. Neat, Chiori supposed.

(Chiori) "Yes yes, happy birthday and all that."

(Y/N) "Hah, calm down there Chiori, you're getting a bit too excited."

(Chiori) "I hope you don't expect me to have cake and balloons ready to spring out at you."

(Y/N) "Frankly, I'd be more shocked if you did."

(Chiori) "At least you understand that part."

Bluntness aside, Chiori handcrafts (Y/N) a nice present before their very eyes.

A handmade gift could speak more than a million bought gifts ever could.

As much as Navia would disagree with her.

(Y/N) has better chances of Chiori throwing them a surprise party as they would surviving a lightning strike from the Raiden Shogun herself.

45's smile seems to soften when (Y/N) enters the dorm, though it was nearly pitch black.

(UMP45) "Well, you took your sweet time coming back."

(Y/N) "45? Why are you in my-"

UMP9 leapt out from underneath the table as the lights came on. HK416 was leaning against the wall while G11 was face first on the same table, sleeping away.

And in the middle appeared to be a cake that looked...ambitious, to put it kindly.

(UMP45) "Happy birthday.~"

UMP9 blew on a party horn, the small paper unfolding and making a small doot noise as her arms extended in joy.

HK416 simply shrugged and grunted, and G11 was still comatose.

(Y/N) "T-Thank you guys! You didn't really need to-"

(UMP45) "Not really, but I figured it'd be fun to celebrate something special with you."

Her smile only seemed to grow when (Y/N) joined her, watching the chaos unfold as UMP9 tried to cut a cake, despite the fact the knife was getting dangerously close to G11's unkempt hair.

(UMP45) "Thought I'd bring the squad along to have fun too. Clearly it's working better than I thought."

(Y/N) "This is already so chaotic though!"

(UMP45) "Exactly."

Makoto is caught off guard when (Y/N) enters the room, holding a small cake with a candle in it.

The cake itself seemed terribly made, as it looked like it'd crumble if one simply stared at it for too long.

(Makoto) "U-Um...Welcome back! I tried to make something for you myself and...you see how that worked."

Makoto sighed but (Y/N) laughed, giving a comforting hand on her shoulder.

(Y/N) "I appreciate it, still. But hey it smells really good!"

(Makoto) "And the taste...?"

(Y/N) took a bite out of it, and smiled, turning back to Makoto.

(Y/N) "Honestly, not bad! I'm not dead yet!"

Makoto chuckled as she sighed.

(Makoto) "Well, I suppose that's good reassurance."

Makoto would fail instantly at a surprise party, mostly because she'd spend too much time to get it ready, only for (Y/N) to walk in way too early.

[discotenny]

Lost you once

After your death, Akechi struggles to make the right choice.

Goro Akechi x Reader <3k words, angst, P5R spoilers, acceptance of death, Akechi cries a lot>

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It’s the first time he sees you in months and it feels just like the first time he ever met you.

You’re lost in the station, looking around in confusion as you try to decipher signs that don’t look familiar. You accidentally bump into him and Akechi has to stop himself from letting out a yell, to stop himself from unleashing the culmination of a bad day onto some unsuspecting stranger.

Besides, you were already terrified enough, having gotten off at the wrong stop with little to no money left on your train card.

You chided yourself while explaining the situation to him- rambling self deprecating thoughts about being stupid for not refilling your balance, for falling asleep on your original train ride, and for bumping into him from behind.

He thought you were pathetic at the first meeting. A bumbling idiot, sweating with every word you rambled out- he had to hold himself back from letting his inner annoyance leak into his eyes.

Something about you sparked something strange within him. You reminded him a little too much of who he once was. And maybe that’s why he helped you that day. Why he bought you a ticket to Yongen-Jaya. Why he sat next to you on the train. And why he let himself accept your thank you gift of a half finished pack of gum.

Akechi made a joke that just one piece would have been less sad than a half eaten pack and he could see your lip tremble at his words. Akechi chose to ignore the strange guilt that came with the sight.

Following that, you promised one day you’d give him a proper thank you gift the next time you saw him. Akechi didn’t really believe there would be a next meeting, but it didn’t hurt to entertain the thought.

It’s the first time he sees you in months and it feels like the first time he saved you.

In another stroke of bad luck (or maybe fate), you find yourself falling into the Metaverse as you run away from some creeps trying to rope you into a ponzi scheme.

You’re terrified, shaking at the surreal and unfamiliar setting of a twisted version of Shibuya. From the corner of your eye you see running figures of blacks and reds. Out of instinct you hide, afraid of whatever monsters this strange world possesses.

That’s where he finds you. Hiding in an alleyway from sentient ATMs and shadowy businessmen. You’re just as scared as the first time he saw you, even more so in fact.

Once again he finds you pathetic, shaking like a leaf in the wind. But the sight of someone like you alive in the metaverse is a fascinating one he can’t help but admire. Deep inside he wonders if you’re different from others, but he squishes that thought.

He would have just killed you there, had you not immediately jumped into his arms when he first spotted you. Even worse- you had somehow guessed his identity under the mask- claiming the surprised sound he made was the exact same as the one from the train station.

He had every reason to kill you then and there, end your existence as he continued his mission to run away from the thieves, and no one would be the wiser as to where a pathetic nobody like you ended up.

Yet he didn’t. And that might’ve been the worst mistake of his life.

Because maybe if he killed you he wouldn’t have gone to dinner with you after. Maybe he wouldn’t have taken you home. Maybe he wouldn’t have spoken more and more with you.

Maybe if he killed you then he wouldn’t have fallen in love with you.

Maybe he wouldn’t desire your touch through every hour of every day. Maybe he wouldn’t go to sleep drifting to dreams of you. Maybe he wouldn’t live the rest of his days craving your form.

And maybe if he killed you, he wouldn’t have lost you.

It’s the first time he sees you in months and the way you run into his arms has never felt so wrong.

The last time he held you, he knew it would be the last. He spent the day showering you in love, kissing you all over, holding you as to savor everything you had to offer. He wanted you to feel safe in his last moments with you, how you always felt when you were by his side.

Going into Shido’s palace, he had every intention of never coming back.

He expected you to be devastated. Spend days crying in your bed over his disappearance. Be upset, maybe even angry at the thought of him abandoning you for his selfish goals. He expected you would be devastated, but he also expected you would move on eventually. That maybe your anger towards him would turn to hate, that your upset would turn to disdain. That you would look upon his imprint on your life as a dark part you would never long for again.

It’s for the best, he said to himself. As always, he ignored the guilt that came with knowing he would cause you turmoil.

But Akechi never expected you to come to Ren, begging him to help him. He never expected you to force them to take you, for you to venture willingly into the dangerous world of the metaverse- just for him.

Akechi looked into your eyes through his red mask and saw a flash of bravery that was never there before. The spark made him stop in his tracks, pause in his monologue, freeze over as he realized the best of you only came when he was at his worst.

But the guilt is squashed as soon as Ren opens his mouth. And all hell breaks loose.

The battle between the thieves and himself is something he wishes you never saw. Seeing his humanity break, letting loose the feelings he tried to keep you safe from, his desperation to prove he was worth living-

He tried not to look at you throughout the struggle. If he did, he knew his resolve would fall apart and he’d do nothing more than cry in your arms.

As he stands beaten and defeated in front of you and the thieves, he still doesn’t meet your eyes. Even as you try and comfort him with words of love and assurance the ringing in his ears tunes them out. He doesn’t hear your chiding, your cries, and he certainly doesn’t hear the first “I love you” towards him that slips past your lips.

As he accepts his defeat and his own inferiority, he notices a familiar presence creep out from the shadows.

The foul words that his shadow spits out make Akechi want to claw out of his own skin. Towards the thieves, towards himself, towards you- horrible words and terrible truths fill the air. Things he tried so desperately to hide from you.

His killings, his past, his life as a living puppet for Shido to toy with as he pleases- all of it is laid out for you to hear.

He notices the pistol attached to the shadow’s waist and recognizes the glint in his empty eyes. He swallows the defiance that rises from his throat, the part of him that wants to prove the monster in front of him wrong. Through it all Akechi realizes this is where he dies.

Acceptance is what causes him to raise his own gun towards the him in front of him.

And when his gun raises, you run.

It happens in a flash.

Two gunshots.

One towards him, one towards the button to raise the wall that separates him and the thieves.

Two people move.

You push him out of the way, he falls to the ground.

One wall.

And he can’t see you anymore.

Laughter in a mockery of his own fills the side of the wall inaccessible to him, descending in tone as they slowly disappear into the floor along with the source. Your shocked gasps and painful winces follow in turn.

He screams until his throat is raw, pounding at the wall as he tries to claw his way to the other side. He promised your safety, not this.

You speak to him the best you can, over the pain in your stomach and the agony in his heart. Shakiness lines your voice as you chide him, telling him to shut up and listen to you. Through your sentences you cry. And you let out the second “I love you” directed towards him, and the first “I love you” he actually hears.

By the time he can reply with his own declaration you don’t have it in you to answer. And despite his acceptance of his own death just seconds prior, acceptance at his own survival makes him want to do nothing but scream.

The months that follow leave him hollow, an empty shell at who he once was. He watches from the sidelines as the thieves save the world. He watches from the streets as Maruki makes a mockery of Tokyo.

And Akechi watches as you cry into his scarf, scared and terrified just as he remembered you to be the first time he met you. He holds you and he knows this isn’t supposed to be. He shuts his eyes tightly, squeezing your shaking form.

Akechi brings you to Ren because he doesn’t know what else to do.

But Ren’s changed. There’s a new sense of melancholy that’s settled in his soul, different from the overwhelming grief that’s taken over Akechi’s. The first words he speaks explain everything about this ‘new’ him.

“So this is what he meant.” Monotone. Void of all the underlying confidence and ego he used to carry himself with. Filled with nothing but acceptance of something the two of you cannot comprehend. Ren urges the two of you to come inside Leblanc and sit with him at a booth.

Akechi takes the inside of the seat and you grasp his hand as you sit down. After a moment of silence you’re the one that chooses to speak first.

“Why am I here?” The crack in your voice makes Akechi want to shatter.

You look up at Ren and your eyes plead in desperation for an answer. Akechi can’t help but look away, staring at the table as he refuses to bear witness to the cruelty of your situation.

Ren sighs and twiddles his thumbs on the wood. “Maruki came by yesterday. He offered me something in exchange for allowing him to merge mementos and reality together. I-”

Akechi sees red and stands up, letting go of your hand, pointing an accusatory finger towards Ren. “So you let this happen? You allowed him to do this?!”

“I didn’t! But I woke up this morning and everything… Everyone was different. All of my- our friends are somehow in these idealized, contradictory lives. It doesn’t make any sense… And I- I don’t know how to fix this.”

“And why aren’t you the only one affected huh? He offered you something but you’re still here-”

“It’s this. He offered me this.”

The walls of the cafe seem to dissipate as you soak in the information Ren just revealed. Akechi quiets, eyes widening as his hands fall to his sides. Ren looks away, a grimace finding itself on his features.

“I just wanted you to be happy, both of you. All of us. You shouldn’t have been involved from the start y/n. I- I shouldn’t have brought you with us and I regret it every single fucking day. It was my fault, I’m sor-”

You reach over the table and place a comforting hand on his own. “Please don’t apologize.” Despite the sadness that laces your words you’re smiling.

Ren returns your smile with a solemn one. He turns to Akechi, “When you disappeared after it felt like that dream was as good as gone. I didn’t know you were even alive until today…”

“So by bringing me back Maruki thought that would…”

“Fix us…” Akechi cuts in and his hands are shaking. The anger that claws up his body is familiar. It’s visceral, and he still refuses to look at you. “That bastard…”

The two of you leave Leblanc shortly after, accepting an invitation to come back tomorrow to discuss the situation further with Ren. The streets are quiet as Akechi leads you home, holding your hand but not looking at your stare.

“Goro…” He doesn’t need to meet your eyes to know you’re looking at him in pity. “I…” Your hesitation makes his throat close. Are you scared of what he might do? Are you thinking back to the last time you saw him angry? The last time you saw him ever?

“I… don’t want you to accept this reality.”

“What?” The smile that finds itself on his face is a front for his disbelief. His eyes are closed despite turning towards you and that makes you frown.

“Look at me, Goro.”

He doesn’t want to. The last time he stared at you up close was the morning of your last. The last time he looked in your eyes was moments before your passing. The last time he looked in your eyes was the day a part of him died.

But your hand gently grasps his chin and forces him to drown. He can’t stop the tears that fall from his eyes as his eyes finally meet your own.

“Reject this, please…”

Akechi doesn’t say more because if he does it’ll be a verbal acknowledgement that you weren’t supposed to be here. He doesn’t say more because if he does he doesn’t know what’s going to happen to you.

He was supposed to be your protector, but he’s reduced to a shaking child desperate to cling onto the one source of love in his life. The more you take him into your hold the more he crumples, letting out sobs in a reply he can’t bring himself to speak. He must look pathetic, he thinks to himself.

“I-”

Your hand comes to his head, caressing his hair as he cries. Through sniffles and hiccups he allows himself to hug you back.

“I’m so, so sorry,” His voice is lined with water as he feels himself begin to grovel.

“I know,” your voice is soft yet all it serves is to intensify his turmoil.

“I don’t want to lose you again, I-”

“It’s alright.”

“Is it selfish that I want to say no?”

You pull away from him, holding him by the shoulders and looking up at him with your wonderful, shining eyes.

“It’s not selfish Goro. It’s just love.”

You kiss him, and your lips are just as soft as he remembers them to be. The same lips that would bring him out of nightmares and darkness. The same lips that would manifest a sense of love for himself that never existed without your presence. It’s innocence that lines your movements, just like the innocence that has followed you since the first day he ever met you.

When you draw back to take a breath he finds himself chasing after you in desperation. His hand comes to your chin as he tries to pull you closer to him, to try and merge your souls so yours can’t escape from his again.

There’s a sick feeling in his stomach that if your lips represent innocence, his represents the ever growing darkness seeping out from within him. With the merger of your love, Akechi doesn’t want to know if the product is something that can withstand what has to come next.

His lips supplement all the words he refuses to say. They pour apologies into your being and with every movement he hopes you understand just how much he missed you and how much he needed you.

When you part you’re panting, staring up at him in awe and wonder and it makes him want to sob.

“I…” Akechi wants to move away from your gaze, from any possible judgment he feels you may let out. Ironically, it’s the intensity of your look that keeps him chained to eye contact. “I cannot live in a world without you.”

“But you have to.”

He can’t bring himself to say that he knows but you know it’s there anyways.

“It’s going to be okay Goro.”

“How do you know that? It hasn’t been okay since… I haven’t been okay since.”

“I know because I believe in you,” your thumb rubs his cheek, red from the cold and tears. “I know you think that what happened is your fault but it was my choice Goro. You can’t take that away just so you can deny yourself the chance to live.”

The shine in your eyes is unmistakable. The same look you gave him before he never saw you again, bravery. Akechi grabs your hand because he knows what’s going to happen next.

“You can’t do this,” he chokes up, “You can’t sacrifice yourself again for me.”

You take a step back, still holding onto his cheek and looking at him with those incredible, shining eyes. “I love you, Goro.”

“I love you too. I love you, I love you, I-” He hopes if he repeats it enough it’ll convince you to stay.

“And because I love you, I can’t stand to see you this way.”

You kiss his cheek for one more time and whisper in his ear.

“Live your life Goro. Help Ren and save the world. And when we see each other again, tell me everything,” your lips leave his cheek so gently it's like you were never there.

“I will, I promise, I promise you I will,” his gaze glosses over as he takes in all of your form. Your warmth, your eyes, your kindness, your lips, your bravery, your smile, all of you. Akechi closes his eyes and there’s a silent I love you that doesn’t need to be said.

The embrace of your arms dissipates, his hand closes around nothing, and all that’s left in your wake is the glitter of sparkle and shine. It’s the last time he ever sees you in this life, but it’s nothing like the first time he lost you.

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RAHHHHHHh !!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed this !!!! I enjoyed writing this GOD I LOVE MT BAB TGEFUWHFIWEHFJQI !!!

[tower-arcana]

Could we get please some headcanons about Ann and Haru with a s/o that no one thinks is her s/o and how the girls would react and deal with it? Like everyone, especially strangers, always think s/o is just a friend, family member, assistant, pity date, someone they pay to keep away suitors, etc. That they just don't think that the girls would "date beneath them" by being someone as average as s/o?

a/n: ty for the request!! at first i was a little shaky with this anon, but i kept it nice and simple! i hope you enjoy it regardless!!

ANN HEADCANONS!

ann has firsthand experience with how cruel people can be, just in the opposite circumstances. different or not, though, that doesn't mean she doesn't get fired up and ready to knock some sense into people all the same!

ann will make it a point to make it obvious how much she adores you, maybe a little too obvious.. she's loud about it, almost extra, but the thought of your worth being undermined by these jerks makes her so mad!

from holding hands to straight up going off on anyone who tries to hit on her while you're standing right next to her, ann isn't afraid to make it abundantly clear who she belongs with!

HARU HEADCANONS!

haru may not be as openly defiant as ann is, but she takes the same care to make sure you're fully aware of just how happy she is with you despite what others might say to make you doubt it

after politely explaining the situation again and again, haru avoids getting exasperated with others simply because her priority focus is you, and she knows that hearing things like that on a daily basis must upset you even if just a bit!

haru will constantly take you aside and reaffirm her feelings for you, almost excessively so, but it's as genuine and sincere each time; no one else's opinion matters to haru, not as long as you're here and happy by her side!

[an-angel-in-the-garden]

Hi. I found your blog through your personal masterlist and I think you did a great job in writing those characters. I’d like to request two characters from P5 - Mishima and Ryuji

My description of the reader/scenario may come across as very sprcific so feel free to drop something if you want to. So, the reader is a promising athlete, their sport (combat based) is their love. And then, during practice they break their leg badly. Now they are on bed rest. Their popularity is dwindling, their dreams might be crushed, they are not doing great. They try to be strong and optimistic, basically not be a bother and a downer but their world is crushed. How would those two be like in that situation?

I know it’s silly and very self indulgent. I’m just looking for some comfort and fanfiction’s one way to get it I suppose haha but don't feel pressured to write this. I have so much more normal requests so just tell me and I'll request something else^^

It's really no problem for me! I don't find it silly at all, I totally get finding comfort through fiction and I'm glad my writing can bring some amount of comfort. Hopefully I fulfilled this well. Please enjoy! Trigger Warnings for talks of injury and depression

It was bound to happen. That's what everyone says but waiting here in the hospital it's hard to just accept that. Years of practice and training of course getting injured was just part of learning but it was never this bad. The pain hurt, sure, but it wasn't as hard to bear as the knowledge that it would take months, years maybe, to fully recover. Even then the doctor already said getting back into competitions might be difficult. It's hard to smile and nod, to accept that this is the reality of things but as a hand gently squeezes mine I do my best, like always.

Ryuji

For as airheaded as Ryuji can be, he knows better than anyone how hard this really is and he knows that you're suffering because of it. Even if you smile and laugh, tell people that it's okay or that you're not really upset, he can tell. More than anything though Ryuji remembers what it was like when he was in that position. The helplessness and fear, the pain and constant dread. He can't stand the idea that you have to deal with that so he's gonna try to take on some of that pain. He'll be a pillar for you to lean on until you can stand on your two feet again no matter how long it takes. 

The sweetest of sweethearts

As said before Ryuji knows what this is like and he wants to make this as easy for you as he can because he wants the person he cares about to be happy

The ultimate defender, if anyone talks about you or says this is it for your career he's ready to fight

Will make sure you take care of yourself, proper care is the key to healing quickly!

He won't treat you any differently hurt or not you aren't made of glass and he's here to remind you just how strong you are

But don't be afraid to open up or tell him when your feeling down cause he's here to comfort you as well

He'll stay up late with you to tell you it's gonna be okay and that even if this is struggle he's still with you and plenty of people will still support you after this

You're the apple of his eye and he won't let this bring you down!

Mishima

As sweet a boy as he is, Mishima struggles to notice when things start taking a toll on you. He's almost always beside you after you get the cast on and maybe it's because of that that Misima doesn't notice right away when you start talking less or when your smile stops reaching your eyes. It doesn't take long but he feels awful when he realizes it. Mishima is less ready to handle this but he's earnest and wants nothing more than to help you, to show you that no matter what you are loved and cared for. Your ability to perform and fight changes nothing in his eyes.  Your health and well being will always matter more and he's here to hype you up as you recover, this is a small setback but he knows you'll be back up in no time!

A precious man doing his best but still fumbling at times Mishima has only the best intentions but sometimes he forgets how hard things might be for and says or does things that cause more hurt

Still he always corrects it and does his best not to do it again, it's a give and take as you both have to be careful with each other

He knows what it's like to hurt and see your dreams shatter, its awful and it makes him strive to bring a smile to your face It's always the small things, showing you people talking about how they hope you're recovering well or that they're excited for the day you can come back

Asking you for tips and tricks on staying calm and in the moment, helping you with physical therapy and anything in between

Your a light in the sometime bleak world and Mishima will do anything to keep that light from fading

Here we are! I really hope this helps and that you enjoyed it. Thank you for requesting and for reading. Have a good day or night ~ Lilly

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Christmas Eve-Akira Kurusu-

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Prompt: Can you write an Akira Kurusu x Reader, where Akira and Reader celebrate Christmas Day together?

Pairing: Akira Kurusu x Reader

Summary:

Word Count: 864

Christmas has always been a joyous time of year.

The weather has turned cold and all the trees lose their leave. Your closet changes from short, skirts, and tank tops to sweaters, jeans and booties. Beverages went from chilled or iced to hot and warming.

The sound of joyful and upbeat music filled the walkway throughout Shibuya station.  The stores decorated with red and green decor, merchandise changed to fit the season.

You chuckle at the multitude of people scrambling around to find a last-minute  gift for someone. You were glad that all your shopping was done a week ago and you could spend your week wrapping the presents and gathering everything else you needed to take with you.

“Can I help you?” The owner of the cake shop asked once you entered her store. You smiled at her before telling your name and your order. As the worker shows you your cake, you feel your stomach grumble a little.

You thank her before turning back towards the exit, carefully maneuvering around the large crowds of people desperately shopping.

Once you finally returned home, a long sigh of relief escaped your lips. You pause to take a breath before looking at the clock. A smile rises to your face when you realize you had plenty of time to gather your things for tomorrow

The cool breeze embraces you as you step up the final few steps of the yongen-jaya subway terminal. Your free hand bring your jacket closer to your body as your paper bag blows with the gusts of wind. Your footsteps echo throughout the nearly empty platform as you hurry your way to the awaiting warmth of Leblanc.

As the red hue of the shop comes into view your keep pick up the pace. At the door stood Sojiro in his white hat.

“Hello Boss.” You call out once you get within ear shot.

Sojiro turned to you with a smirk on his face. “Hello Y/n. Akira told me you were coming over tonight.” He spoke to you while holding the front door open for you.

You offered a smile before thanking and wishing him and merry christmas.

♡♡♡♡♡

The sound of the bell ringing caught the attention of Akira. His head snapped from gazing at the floor, to looking towards your direction. A smile rose to his face at the sight of you.

After carefully placing your belongings, you rushed into Akira’s awaiting open arms.  “I’m glad you could make it.” He whispered into your ear. You pull away slightly so you could look into his eyes. “I’m wasn’t going to miss this for anything.”

The pair of you stayed connected in a hug, until Akira suddenly pulled away. You stared at him in confusion, until he made his way towards the kitchen. “I already started on some curry for dinner.” The thief motioned towards the pot simmering on the stove. You nodded then picked up the white box. “And I brought dessert.”

While Akira finished up dinner, you put the cake in the fridge and presents upstairs in his room.

While coming down the stairs you could hear the sound of utensils clanging around. You peer down below the banister to see Joker finishing up serving dinner.

You sit down at a table just as he was putting the bowls on the table.

“Smells wonderful.” You leaned in to smell the curry. Akira whispered a shy ‘thank you’ before sitting down opposite you. As you tasted the first bite, you hummed in delight at the deliciously familiar taste.

After finishing dinner, you cleaned up the dishes before heading upstairs to exchange presents.

♡♡♡♡♡

After cleaning up the wrapping and tissue paper. The pair of you took a seat on his bed as the soft sound of Christmas music filled the space.

His arms wrapped around your shoulder and you talk about anything and everything on your mind. Losing yourself in his voice and the atmosphere, until Akira suddenly changed the subject.

“Maybe we should turn the lights off.” You thought for a moment before shaking your head. “Maybe later, I’m too comfy now” Akira nodded in agreement before pulling your body closer to his.

♡♡♡♡♡

As the lights within the coffee shot begin to turn off, you begin to feel sleep quickly overtake you. Your eyes begin to get heavy within the darkness. A chuckle fills the quiet room. Your eyes snap open and look towards Akira, who had a hand covering his mouth to stop another laugh from coming

”What?” You questioned, getting up from a stool.  “You’re cute when you’re sleepy”

His sudden affection makes you shy away from his gaze. Another chuckle escaped from the male.

“Why don’t you stay here tonight.” For a second, you think of denying. Stating you can stay awake long enough to get home. Yet as you peer outside and see the snow steadily falling, you enjoy the warmth Leblanc has to offer even more.

You accept his proposal before following him upstairs to his room. The two of you changed into pajamas before snuggling up to a heavy blanket. Akira turns on his side to face you before whispering

“Merry Christmas.”