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kumaofage replied to your post:     “Who the hell let Ted have a kazoo…?”

I’m a man now Yosuke I can buy my own kazoo 😙

     “I swear to god I will take it away if I even see it inside the house.”

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goofyfacade replied to your post:     “Who the hell let Ted have a kazoo…?”

Plays the kazoo in Yosuke’s face

     Snaps kazoo.

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     “Who the hell let Ted have a kazoo...?”

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snackingart‌:

It had taken Yusuke a moment to actually put his phone away in his bag before realizing the kind employee had another question for him. Was he ok? Yusuke never thought much about his own well-being since he was often distracted with his art or with the company of his friends. Admittedly Yusuke has felt a little off lately but it was easy to place the blame on art block. Feeling uninspired  was such a troublesome feeling.

“Ah… Perhaps I am just a bit tired. I’m an artist you see, but lately… I haven’t really felt like one.”

Yusuke shook his head at the apology. He didn’t mind the question it was always nice to interact with strangers, although most people found Yusuke odd especially since he enjoyed people watching sometimes. A rare interaction of a stranger that is actually interested in talking to him. 

“I do not think your question was too invasive. I actually appreciate that you’d ask me such a thing although you do not know me. Although, now I have my own inquiry. Are you alright? I am most certain I was not just doing any shopping… Perhaps, you used to work at a store?”

    “Sorry...I think I’m just tired, too.” He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. When was the last time he had actually managed to get some decent sleep? The alarm always seemed to be going off when he had a minute to rest, and he never woke up feeling refreshed anymore. Of course it was partly his own fault; no one told him to move to the city and go to school, but if he was gonna do this, he had to do it right.

     “I, uh...used to work in retail. Like for a super long time.” A couple of years, but when you’re barely working age that’s a pretty long time. “The diner’s a step up I guess, but still a drain.” He gave a forced laugh to match his smile, attempting to shift focus back onto Yusuke. They might not know each other, but it was weirdly nice to have a conversation with a stranger. No one ever cared to talk to him these days longer than ‘what’s the special?’

     “You said you’re an artist? That’s so cool! What kind of stuff do you do? I wanted to go to that big like...exhibit thing they had a little while ago, but I didn’t have enough time. I wanna be more cultured or like...smart-looking, I guess. I thought that’d be a good place to get some...uh...experience? That’s not the word...exposure? Haha...that sounds really lame when I say it out loud, huh...”

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I know i’ve been rly inactive around here I’m sorry!! I’m gonna try and get back into things here soon. My health has been really bad both mentally and physically for the most part so once I start feeling better I’m gonna definitely be active again!! Hope everyone who reads this is having a lovely day!! I miss you guys <3

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ragin-jaeger‌:

Yu’s mind began to wander as Yosuke was retrieving things from the first aid kit downstairs. What had they gotten themselves into? Yu had just barely been able to handle the shadows they’d faced in the TV World. He didn’t know how they’d manage to cope with the dangers, even if Yosuke now possessed a similar power to him. But he felt like that world had something to do with the murders. The room with Ms. Hiragi’s posters all over it, and the desolate shopping district that seemed to center around Saki’s family’s liquor story, and Teddies words all fit too well together… They needed to go back, even if they were scared, and Yu was.

Yu bit down on the cloth and nodded. He did his best to prepare for the pain, but as soon as the cloth made contact with the cut on his torso, he screamed into the rag. He could feel the muscles around the cut convulsing with pain. His eyes snapped shut as Yosuke cleaned the wound. He knew it was necessary to clean the wound, especially since they didn’t know what kind of infection the TV World could give a wound like this.

As soon as the rag left his side, Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned his head back and dropped the rag out of his mouth. “That was absolutely awful.” He continued breathing heavily as the burn from the alcohol slowly dissipated.

He made an effort to sit up more, so he could more easily speak to his new friend. “I think… I think we’re going to have to go back there soon, Yosuke. I think… we’re meant to do something there.”

The words seemed to come from someone else, not from Yu. He’d normally be the one to recommend avoiding danger, but something in his soul… in his bones sent a surge of motivation through him like a lightening strike. “If we’re the only people who can go inside the TV, we have to have a purpose there.”

     Seeing anyone in such pain was hard, but Yosuke had felt an immediate bond with Yu unlike anything before. Watching a friend suffer was almost as painful as the physical wound, and it was only once the pain subsided that Yosuke realized he had been holding his breath. Small cuts hurt like hell when sterilized; he couldn’t even imagine what a gash like that would feel like. Thank goodness the injury didn’t need stitches; all in all they got off lucky.

     “Sorry...but at least we cleaned it, right? Since you refuse to go to a hospital right now we don’t have to worry about you getting an infection and having to explain that.” 

      Taking a steadying breath, Yosuke grabbed the bandages he had picked up and did his best to patch Yu’s wound. It might not have been the nicest job, but he made sure to be as thorough as possible, which meant using everything. Belatedly he realized that Dojima would probably cut himself one day and reach into the medicine cabinet to find it mostly empty, but maybe if they were careful enough they could replenish the supplies without him knowing. Or just pretend they were in no way involved. That was probably the easiest route.

     As tired as he was, Yosuke couldn’t help but feel proud of himself once he finished. They had made it home, which was a feat in itself, but they had survived something terrible, something amazing. Yosuke had faced the darkness inside of him and accepted it, and in turn gained the ability to fight. To stand by Yu’s side and keep anyone else from dying. How could he not be a little bit excited about that?

     Somewhere in the back of his mind, Yosuke knew he was running from his own feelings. There was a lot bubbling up inside of him that threatened to boil over if he wasn’t careful, but there was too much going on to think about it now. While he believed himself grieved, he knew he hadn’t really accepted Saki’s death or really come to terms with everything he had learned inside the TV world. He was balancing on a dangerous tightrope, refusing to look down. There would always be time later to worry about things when worse came to worst.

     But then Yu spoke again, dragging Yosuke out his thoughts, and he found himself smiling. Whether or not it was a true smile, he didn’t know, but he felt a warmth well up in his chest, a call to arms. “I think you’re right. Two people have died already; who knows how many more people might end up there? I don’t want anyone else to...to suffer. If you hadn’t have been there, Yu...I’d be dead right now too. You saved my life...you know that? I want to be able to do that, too. We got this power for a reason: to put a stop to whatever scumbag killed Senpai.”

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                     The room was PERMEATING with this kids unyielding AWKWARD VIBE. He really took it all a little too seriously didn’t he? There could still be entertainment taken from this sort of thing if the second hand embarrassment wasn’t so strong. He just nodded along as the list went on and on, pretending he was waiting for more on the finale of stumbled laughter, “That’s all… Really interesting Hanamura-kun… I’m surprised there wasn’t anything in there about Junes… Though, I guess you don’t want that totally tied to your identity, huh?”

OH YEAH – Wasn’t this the one whose shadow gave a nice little speech on how much he hated being drug into this retched city due to that market? Now THAT was something he wanted to hear about! Had to tread lightly around the subject, couldn’t go giving away how much he knew.

     The mention of Junes struck him harder than expected; sure, he was the Junes kid, and he took pride in his work, but he was more than just the manager’s son. Defending Junes had become an automatic response, and most of the time he wondered if he even believed half of what he was saying. It wasn’t fair for so many people to dislike him over something out of his control, to be reduced to something so small. And it wasn’t fair that his entire life had been uprooted, either.

     As he thought about it, his face fell, and he wished suddenly that Adachi hadn’t let him inside. But there was nothing wrong with simple curiosity, was there? He could hardly blame the man for asking a question. and it would be rude to just stop talking or leave...

     “To be honest...I’m kind of tired of everyone bringing up Junes when they hear my name. It’s either that, or how much of a disappointment I am, and it’s starting to really get under my skin. People look at my failures, or my family and just lump me into a category. Junes wasn’t my fault; it wasn’t even my dad’s. I dunno why people think it’s okay to rag on me when the town made the deal to let Junes move here in the first place.”

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clckworks‌:

         Words reached the young looking boy like a blur at first, attention snapped back into reality - most exactly, anywhere but seeing that there was nobody but the vast majority of unanimated objects being sold by the store. And for something to make a noise….

         He really shouldn’t space out like that, so Zen scolds himself under his breath. Looking down before he finally picks up the familiar voice approaching him, only to meet one of the many souls that…. Don’t remember him.

         " Not really. I was…. Just passing by. “ Hesitates for a bit, not meeting the brunette’s gaze. There’s regret that lingers but not because of his appearance in somewhere he shouldn’t. Rules he followed before long broken ever since he had grown a heart and lived with it, with its (oddly) rebellious mysteries and urges. But change? Maybe a fateful meeting might pull strings time cannot completely control. ” I got quite lost, actually. I’m new in this town and… Got curious seeing the stores, but this one is big. “ Which, in fact, isn’t much of a lie. Curiosity was a big thing Zen couldn’t stop feeling once arriving just moments…. Or hours ago.

        ” Do you mind if you show me the way out? I believe is getting late and I do not wish to be an inconvenience for the closing time. “ And he politely bows, a little.

     “Oh, you’re new, huh? Okay, well, that explains a lot; this store is like, gigantic to most people, so there’s no shame in getting lost. I can show you around if you want, but if you just want to leave I can help with that, too.”

     While it did explain a lot, it opened a lot of other doors as well, leaving more questions than answers. There was something so annoyingly familiar about the other guy that Yosuke began to wonder if he might be a celebrity or something unusual like that. He was positive that somewhere, at some time, Yosuke had seen his face. Not only that, but it felt as though they already met, but could that even be possible? Maybe he was just ‘one of those faces’, but the idea that their paths had previously crossed was hard to shake.

     “Are you a transfer student?” They looked close to the same age, so there was a possibility they might end up in the same class. Still, there was something really unusual about his appearance, though it was more of a feeling than anything physical. Like an aura he gave off, something that felt oddly...powerful. That and, of course, his unsual eyes. “What brings you to Inaba of all places?”

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sparkcrown‌:

“ Relax, relax … I know they were just models, don’t worry. ” Akihiko waved his free hand back and forth. Though, he was disappointed when he read they were fake. Model weapons were nothing compared to the real deal. Maybe a convincing replica could scare someone but certainly not someone like Akihiko. He had to wonder though, why he needed replicas of weapons …

“ I have a friend very similar to you, you know … He would’ve done the same thing when he was your age. So don’t sweat it much. ” The boxer continued as he then took a drink of water. After quenching his thirst, he placed his utensils down to look towards Yosuke.

“ Though, I do have to ask why you brought the weapons here in the first place? Was it for some type of role playing event later or something? ” Akihiko placed his chin into his palm as he asked, raising an eyebrow slightly. He kept his lax attitude up to par and made it so he was welcoming for the other. He could tell he was frazzled about the situation still and, despite Akihiko’s slight tease from a moment ago, he still had sympathy for him.

     ‘When he was your age’--was there any better way than that to make him feel like a kid? Old people were always saying that kind of thing: when I was your age, back in my day, way back when. It was those same phrases that always made Yosuke feel like he was being scolded, even when he wasn’t. And Akihiko wasn’t even old! Why was he letting it get to him?

      When the topic moved onto motive, Yosuke shifted uncomfortable. As much as he had anticipated the question, he still wasn’t prepared for it. Back when it had happened Yosuke had just told the police (and his irate father) that he had just thought they were cool, but it hadn’t really flown. He had gotten the distinct impression that both Dojima-san and his dad had just accepted it because it was the easier path. 

     “I dunno. I mean...I just met this new guy and I wanted to be friends. I didn’t have any guy friends here, and I thought it would be cool to like...show off, I guess? Like hey look, I can swing a sword around! One was supposed to be for him...” For fighting Shadows. Badly. But he didn’t need to bring that up or else his lie would be completely unbelievable.

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“You’re doing fine,” Souji chuckled a bit. Besides it was really the only time he had gotten to talk about it. He smiled a bit, even if Yosuke was still figuring it out himself and how to act about it, he was sure Yosuke would figure it out. 

“I wasn’t mad at you, but I think it just made me more worried about saying anything. And maybe I’m not the one you should apologize to about that. I mean I know it was hard for him too, not being such a stereotpyical guy. But he’s been getting more comfortable with himself too,”He smiled a bit. Watching all his friends grow had been wonderful for him. 

“And it’s okay to be confused. And I don’t mind if you have questions you want to ask,” He blinked a few times. “If it helps you understand things better,”

     “I wanna say I’ve tried to apologize for my behavior, but...I don’t think I ever really did. I think I made some half-assed attempt and called it good. I keep blaming other people for things I do because it’s hard to face, and I don’t wanna be that guy anymore. I don’t...I don’t wanna lie to myself, or anyone else.

     Sighing, Yosuke ran a hand through his hair, feeling more frazzled than he was really letting on. A door had been opened in front of him, one he had been holding shut without ever actually realizing it. And now that the truth was spilling out he knew he couldn’t just turn a blind eye to things anymore. Not only did he need to be responsible, but he needed to be true to himself. 

     “There’s honestly like a million things I wanna ask now that we’re here, but I don’t really know how. It’s like...I guess...a lot of the things you said today? They made more sense to me than I thought they would. Like...like I feel like maybe...I’ve been where you’ve been...”

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tagging: idk who’s done this since i’ve been so out of the loop!! @goofyfacade @truthevade @lcvinglotus @egocentricjester @ragin-jaeger @thecarcrashedhearts @foolofzero and anyone else who hasn’t done it or who wants to...

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“I have to be. Sure, the case is dragging its feet and all, but I may have… gotten a lecture and an earful from Dojima-san about being more careful. I mean, not to be outlandish or anything, but what if the killer ended up overhearing me? That would be pretty bad!”

Ha ha. Imagine the killer overhearing Adachi of all people. He grins inwardly, satisfied with the progression of this part of the ‘game’. There are some suspicions but not nearly enough to point the finger just yet. Not just yet…

“Of course something’s wrong. There has to be something wrong with someone who murders someone and tosses them up on TV antennaes, don’t you think? …Or are you getting at something else?”

     Maybe he was just being paranoid; it was easy to feel unnerved with everything that was going on in town. They were literally jumping at shadows these days, and with no idea as to what was going on, it was easy to see things that weren’t there. Adachi was a cop, a detective with years of training and the best interest of the town in his heart; of course he was going to be guarded. There just happened to be times when he let things slip...

     “Sorry. I’m just...frustrated, I guess. I wanna figure out what’s going on just as much as anyone...” If not more. “Something with you just...struck me weird, I guess?”

     Was he being oversensitive? He knew he was overstepping his bounds talking to Adachi so informally; the man was ten years his senior and in a position of power to boot. But Yosuke had a habit of speaking before he thought things through, and when his intuition spoke up, it was for a good reason. Usually.

     “I didn’t mean that--well, that’s not really how I should have said it. Sorry...again. I think I’m just used to hearing things since we’re all kind of...close to this. With..Senpai, and Dojima-san, you know...?”

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Independent Semi-Selective Ryuji Sakamoto from Persona 5.

Multi-Ship ☠ OC & Crossover ☠ Duplicate Friendly ☠ Bio ☠ Rules.

Penned by Jassi.

Thanks to @downtomyunderoos​ for the awesome promo!

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Souji blinked a few times, not sure if the other wanted him to share more or not. Maybe not the details of his male crushes but his feelings and coming to understanding of what it meant to him. 

“It wasn’t easy at first. I was scared a lot, of being weird and different. Thinking I wasn’t normal and I was wrong. But I took my time and figured it out that I wasn’t different or bad, I just was me. And who I am and how I am isn’t wrong,” He blinked a few times. 

“I may not be what other people or my parents expect from me, but I know I’m a good person still, and I’m still worthy of happiness, no matter who I happen to fall in love with,”

     “--Sorry. I didn’t mean to make it weird, or anything. I--you--it’s really brave that you can tell me that.”

     It was strange, listening to Souji bare his soul like that. They had all heard so much about each other’s lives and yet there were still things buried deep, things that neither of them had ever brought up. There were parts of Yosuke’s soul that were trapped behind so many locks that even his own shadow hadn’t been able to pick up on, because for him it hadn’t even been denial. At least not at first. But the more he listened, the more he realized he wasn’t so different.

     “...You’re right. You’re still you, and you’re like...the best person I ever met. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did with Kanji, you must have wanted to just kill me. You know I feel really bad about all that? I just...don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to react to it, to someone being different, or...or my own feelings, I guess. Shit, sorry--I don’t even know what I’m talking about now. I think I’m just confused.”

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“Yeah I was kind of lost at first. I mean I still am about it. Cause it feels big but it doesn’t at the same time,” It was a hard thing to wrestle with. He just wanted it to be not a big deal but he wasn’t sure if other people who maybe weren’t accepting would let it be. And it would change what people expected of him. 

He blinked a few times, it was a strange thing even for him to remember. After all that they had been through it felt so long ago realizing he liked guys. “In my old school I was in the basketball club too. And there was a third year. And at first I had though it was just because he was really good at basketball why I kept looking at him, and wanted to be near him and spend time with him,” 

Souji chuckled a bit. “But I just realized one day, I think he’d clapped me on the back or something, and I realized I liked him,” It was a little more than that, it was realizing he wanted to hold hands and kiss the other. But he had never said anything about it to his older classmate.

     Everything felt weird and Yosuke didn’t know why. It would be easy to tell himself it was just shock from the revelation, that he was reacting in the same way he had when he saw Kanji’s shadow. But how long could Yosuke keep defaulting to that sort of thing? How long could he keep on going thinking that anything other than ‘straight’ wasn’t normal?

     --Did he even really think that?

     Instead of examining his own feelings, Yosuke took the easy route. It was better to just blindly go forward, to move through life the way he was meant to and not ask questions. If he followed the path, he would be okay. That was right, that was good--he would be happy.

     But he wasn’t happy, and Souji telling him about himself had triggered something inside of him, something he had denied and buried at every turn. All his life he had believed he knew himself, but ever since he faced his own shadow Yosuke realized there were things inside of him that even he didn’t want to look at. Why was he so afraid...?

     “Oh. I...uh...well I-I guess I can sort of...u-understand that.”

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When the game is back up we totally should! I don’t get back until kind of late from work tomorrow but when we’re both on we can have our characters meet up! I have a grumpy miqo'te named Harper Isolde.

!! Good, we can meet up soon!! I’m always happy to have more friends, my fc has like three other people in it so my scope is limited lmao