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#Painted Heart in Love: Yusuke
kangen-wanshi · 1 year
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"Can you say it again?" ft Akira Kurusu, Yusuke Kitagawa, Goro Akechi
He said the words "I love you", and you're not sure whether you hear him right or not. So, he repeats it with his own way.
Tags: fluff, kisses in Yusuke's part, a bit of spoiler in Akechi's
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Akira Kurusu, He repeats it with his words
If you ask, he will say it again,  and again, and again.
He loves you.
It makes you stop whatever you're doing, as you finally look up to his eyes.
Akira has always been blunt with his words. Though with his ability to change his persona, and his entire demeanor, sometimes it's difficult to see how much his words actually worth on first glance.
But with the amount of time he says it to you, with the repeated intensity, and with that glint of desperation and honesty in his gray orbs, you can't help but let yourself believe the three simple words that came out of his mouth.
If he manages to catch you off guard, he won't hesitate to proceed with his action. To prove it to you with more than just words past his lips.
He would approach you, intimately close. Lips barely ghosting your own, hands still tucked in his pockets, waiting for you to let him in.
If you reciprocate him with similar action, say, you close the gap between the two of you on your own accord, his hands would start wandering, and words just are not enough anymore to convey his feelings.
But if you stutter, lose your composure and express to him about how you need to proceed with his bluntness, he'll understand.
He is pretty bold. He knows he catches people off guard.
Still. While waiting, Akira will not hesitate to repeat those three words to you every now and then.
He would repeat it everyday if he could.
Don't keep him waiting though. There's nothing more that Akira wants but confirmation from you.
"I love you."
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Yusuke Kitagawa, He repeats it with his kiss
Yusuke is a poet. He experiences life, and turns them into poetry. Whether it be through his words or his art.
But sometimes, he's willing to admit that no form of art but his own action can transpire the true desire in his heart.
And in this case, his affection for you.
Paintings, poetry, and many works of art have been a representation of his desire for your affection. A reflection of what he feels when he's by your side.
You're his muse. One that has your fingers wrapped tightly around his heart.
When he confessed, he's sure his feelings would transpire.
But you just stared at him, confused grin yet flustered face and furrowed brows, and dared to ask him to repeat himself.
Well if words are not enough for you he doesn't mind showing it with his action.
Yusuke is quick, and bold.
A hand behind your head, the other easily sneaked around your waist keeping you there close to him.
You're still given space to escape, of course. But when he senses not an inch of hesitation from you, he's gonna go all out.
"Do you hear the cries of love in which my heart longs for? It calls only for you, dear."
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Goro Akechi, He repeats it with his eyes
Akechi, frankly, is good and bold with both his words and his actions.
He's loyal to you even after the reveal of his true self, he doesn't hesitate to lower his voice and make himself gentle around you just so you're not hurt by his thorns.
He's as protective as he is vocal about it.
Sometimes, he even confessed to you jokingly. Though with your flustered state that is real and honest, in comparison to his 'fake' persona, sometimes he's glad that you never see the true, deep longing he felt about you.
With how often he acts gentlemanly around you, and how often he treats you like a loyal person, it's difficult to find out whether the words "I love you" actually weigh something or not for someone like him.
That's why, when he whispered it to you quietly during a confession, you asked him to repeat himself with a grin on your face, hoping he would just brush his own words off like any other time.
But when you look at him, right in his eyes, you know that this one is different. 
The way he keeps holding your gaze. His hands slowly hold yours, tighter by the second.
Akechi can't be trusted with his words. Or his actions. So that's why he hoped, he begged, that you would see his genuine love through his eyes.
"Can you see.. The transparency, and the truth behind my words now?"
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lyomeii · 1 year
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Yandere Phantom Thieves
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Changing people evil hearts to good, doing a favor to society while their enemies are trying to get them no matter what the consequences. That’s the job of the Phantoms Thieves of Hearts.
A group know for their actions against people who abuse those who can’t defend themself, bringing justice to this corrupt world, what a grandiose job for a Phantom Thieve….but at the same time, hippocratic for them being people whose hearts are bad and dark as their enemies, the only difference is that the Thieves are way worst. And the boys in the team aren’t not denying that.
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-> the leader, well know by his friends, ren isn’t someone much of talking, only speaking in moments he find important and crucial to his life, either as a friend or as a leader of the group
-> you, the shy and kind student who once helped him one time during the time that kamoshida was at school, you might not remember that , but ren fell in love with you the moment you his dark eyes were connected to yours
-> as someone who have a reputation of delinquent even after what happened to kamoshida, ren did his best to approach you and befriend with you with his charms, after all, the little blushes on you make him want to pinch your adorable cheeks
-> with his charms high, didn’t take much time to make you dating him as he planned since the beginning, and taking you to dates with him around the cities around shibuya is something he now do at least one per week
-> seeing your smile everyday at school and during dates is his payment and reward
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-> this boy is something else, after getting kick out of his club, he is now considered a delinquent like ren, the difference is that many still speaking about him, saying that because of him the team is not the same, isolating him faster
-> and even though he has Ann, Ren and Makoto at school to talk, ryuji still feel some empty space on him but couldn’t say exactly what… that’s until he saw you
-> a transfer student, someone who didn’t know ryuji story! a great chance to befriend the new classmate, and he quickly executed his plan, and slowly but effectively, you two get closer as he wanted
->the blonde definitely asked ren for advice to ask you out, after all, his friend already has a significant other, so ren knows how to deal with dates and those stuffs
-> now, not only you are dating him, become a little outcast from your friends of school but you met his mother! what a sweetie soul that woman is
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-> not different from the others, you naivety attract him way faster than he admits, instead of painting ann, he offered to paint you but you immediately refused along the other phantoms
-> but he keep going trying interact with you, but instead of asking to paint you, he would take you to visit art galleries, showing you how he sees the world and introducing you as his significant other
-> he kept doing it so much, that now everyone accepts that you are dating him, holding your hand always no matter the place you went with him, he needs to feel your touch
-> and unfortunately, you couldn’t do much, whatever attempts to tell the others the true, yusuke would grab your hand with force, making you stopped trying to tell the true
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randoimago · 5 months
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yo! Could I request Yusuke for the headcanon alphabet? A, H, X, and Z, pls!!! (๑>◡<๑)
Alphabet Headcanons
Fandom: Persona 5
Character(s): Yusuke Kitagawa
Type of Request: Alphabet Headcanons
Note(s): Absolutely! Ngl, I made myself a bit sad when writing Z
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Yusuke doesn't really think too much about being affectionate. His compliments come off as either sounding like he's stating the obvious or he's very over-dramatically complimenting you, but not in a flirty way. He just says stuff about you that's poetic and flowery (has called you very aesthetically pleasing many times).
Physical affection isn't really something he does too often. He doesn't mind it, but it's just not something he thinks about. Most of his physical affection is when he asks you to be his muse and he'll pose you with his hands lingering on your skin (has kissed you a couple times because it felt right to him).
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
Yusuke definitely needs many hugs. But since he's constantly thinking of art and such, he probably doesn't always have time for hugs since he likes to have his hands free to set up paintings in his mind.
Honestly, most of the time with Yusuke, he'll accept any hug you give him, but he might not always reciprocate the hug. You can absolutely give him a hug, but most of the time he's still continuing on his business. Now and then, you can pull him out of his thoughts and he'll hug you back.
When Yusuke hugs, he places a hand on the back of your head to cradle you to his chest, laying your head over where his heart is while he kisses the top of your head. It's romantic sure, but he does it because he wants you to hear how his heart beats for you.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
I love the idea that Yusuke can be so charming, but he has no idea that he is. Like every compliment or praise he'd give his S/O is just said in such a matter-of-fact tone like he's pointing out the obvious. There are times when he will genuinely think about complimenting you (you have a new outfit, your hair is different, etc.), but most of the time he just acts like he's spitting facts when the most romantic stuff comes out of his mouth.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
When he sleeps next to his S/O, that's when he becomes really affectionate. When Yusuke was growing up, he didn't have a mom he could cuddle next to when he was scared or had nightmares. He never had stuffed animals to cling to when he was afraid of the dark.
And so some nights, when you stay over, he will just cling to you unintentionally. Is always embarrassed when he does, but you're just a big source of comfort to him. He probably also gets cold easily because he's super skinny and you always make him feel so warm.
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samarecharm · 1 year
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I love seeing the kitty post again bc it reminded me of an incredibly old hc of mine. Akira is like “(whispering)Ann. There is no way in fucking hell i am letting you strip naked in front of someone we dont know and dont trust (yusuke). Like that is just not happening.” And theres like a beat before akira is like. Out loud- ‘Let me do it instead.’ Which Yusuke immediately agrees too
Bc Akira 1) literally has to go to the bathhouse nightly bc the cafe does not have a convenient shower in its tiny washroom; he does not care in the slightest about stripping in front of anyone. 2) Ann JUST joined this team, and she is automatically placed in the position of ‘family i want to protect’; he would never forgive himself if something actually happened to ann, even if he thinks Yusuke is at worst, an eccentric little man. And 3). Yusuke is pretty 👉🏾👈🏾 he is so pretty and he wants to hang out w the w pretty boy and talk to him :) and if Yusuke spends the whole time complimenting Akira and his body that is an extra bonus
His acting is way better than Anns, and so some time during the painting, hes like !! ‘I think i heard something’ and rushes to get his clothes on in a very believable fit of panic. And its enough to make Yusuke believe Madarame came home early, which in turn makes HIM panic (which makes akira SO upset; that is not a look he wants to see on Yusuke ever again). And as Akira is running around trying to find a way out (finding the Door blocking them in the palace), he spots Mona struggling w the door and NEARLY freaks out.
“Is there a back door somewhere? I wont be able to jump out of a window and I dont want to bump into him trying to leave through the front.”
“N-no there isnt,” Yusuke says, stammering a bit “but you can just stay in my Room until he settles in-“
“Will he NOT check your room?”
Yusuke looks VISIBLY distressed. “Yes. I-I mean, no, he may search my quarters, but he will most certainly check THIS room; its safer to be caught in my room than for us to be caught in this one.”
And Akira is like. Why is that? With the facade gone, Yusuke will admit later down the line that he was more scared of Akira in that split second than the possibility of confronting his sensei. “You live here. Youve lived here for years? And Madarame has a room that, if you walk into it, is a death sentence in your eyes. Because you know thats not outside the realm of possibility.”
Yusuke sees Morgana behind Akira w a little pick in his mouth and he can hear the door creaking open.
“Yusuke. You know this.”
He refuses to comment.
Suddenly, Akira hears Real footsteps. Ones that he is sure belongs to Madarame. And its different when hes Pretending to run for his life, its another when he KNOWS hes in danger.
“Morgana. Inside.”
Yusuke sees the cat scamper inside the room before he feels Akira grip the front of his shirt and yank him inside, past the decorated door.
Akira is already on his phone, searching for the app, when Morgana pulls the string to illuminate the room. He sees the paintings. And he can see that Yusuke has seen them too. Hundreds of them lining the walls. Copies upon copies upon copies upon copies littering every inch of this room.
When Madarame comes in, he gives some half hearted excuse, and when Yusuke sees through it, threatens them. Akira, not keen on having Yusuke hurt(and NOT keen on having this boy yelled at), drags him by the hand outside of the room, away from the screaming and onto the streets. He says “trust me, please” and before Yusuke can nod his head, hes falling.
Ann thinks its so funny. Ryuji rushing to catch Yusuke as he plummets into the palace, and hes like “WHAT. You are Not Akira,” as he puts him down. Followed by Akira himself crashlanding into Yusukes arms. Hes visibly shaking, but hes a mix between scared shitless and unbearably giddy.
“Hey. You trusted me.”
“I dont think I had much of a choice, if I am being honest.”
And Akiras like youre right. You really didnt. But I promise you, starting now, you will have a choice. I want to help you, I want you to have agency in your life. And its really scary taking that first step (punching shido, standing up for someone else. Confronting your abuser, standing up for yourself) but im going to make sure its worth it. I swear to god im going to make sure its worth it.
And like. TBH. Akira cant help himself. Hes a sucker for pretty faces. And unfortunately for him, fate has put every fucking pretty face with a sob story in his path and he CANT just leave them there !
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crescentmoonteas · 1 year
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hi same anon as before, i'd love to hear more about the plot you have planned out so far!
and I would love to tell you about it!! be aware this contains spoilers for both Persona 5 Royal and the AU itself, so I'm putting it under a read more just in case
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SPOILER ZONE oOoOOoOOoOOoo
okay so this is a very loose/rough plot outline because it's still changing and being confirmed (I literally changed Makoto's palace like 10 minutes ago) BUT
edit: I FORGOT MY BOY RYUJI........... RYUJI I AM SO SORRY........... timeline now updated to include Ryuji!
story opens with Haru talking to Wakaba about the exploits of the PTs (same framing device as Sae talking to Joker)
flashback to Haru arriving in Tokyo to start her probation
Sojiro is like "grumble grumble kids these days and their *checks notes* haha you kicked a guy in the balls? that's rad. anyway don't do it again"
first day of school
Haru meets Sumi
Sumi's like "I KNOW WHERE SCHOOL IS SENPAI"
surprise: school is now Madarame's palace (same art gallery kind of theme, thinking of having waxworks instead of paintings and it's highly implied the waxworks are just the cognitive versions of students that have been dipped in wax)
Sumi's like "OKAY MAYBE I DON'T KNOW WHERE SCHOOL IS SENPAI"
anyway blah blah awaken Haru's persona
meet Goro who's stuck and about to be taxidermied (chrome spellcheck told me this was wrong and it was actually taxidermised but apparently you can use both. this is irrelevant to the plot I'm just letting everyone know what I learnt today) by Madarame
save Goro, learn about persona, etc etc
decide best way to get Yusuke to fess up is by stealing his diary
steal the poor man's diary
Haru takes it back to Leblanc and tries to open it
Goro is no help because he's like WE HAVE NO LOCKPICKS!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO!!! PECK IT OPEN?!
Akira (works part-time at Leblanc) is like "hi :) let me get that for you" *opens diary*
(Akira is the one who teaches Haru about infiltration tools)
meet Ryuji at some point. he's the new track star at Shujin!
anyway. something something awaken Sumi's persona, recruit Yusuke, awaken his persona, everyone gets a persona,
defeat Madarame
yay
go to Kosei to attend a volleyball game
Haru learns who Ann and Futaba are
[the second palace belongs to the guy who runs the eSports team that Futaba is on. I have yet to really nail these details so let's just skip forward]
Futaba: persona awakened, joins the team, hooray!
Futaba promotes the PTs by claiming they're sponsoring her. she puts their logo on her gamer jacket and all.
third palace is Principal Kobayakawa whose name I can never spell correctly from memory so apologies in advance
Kobayakawa has tasked our poor little meow meow Morgana, who is literally just a first year hall monitor with big dreams, with finding out what's going on with students getting jobs and shady deals
Morgana: panic.mp4
the PTs decide to go and change Kobayakawa's heart because tbh he's a bit of a dick
Morgana: persona awakened, joins the team, hooray!
important note: they do NOT find out about Kaneshiro or any of that. however, Kaneshiro is mysteriously taken down anyway.
Haru gets a text that's like "hello pls change my heart. I am literally dying. here's my address pls bring Big Bang Burger if you're coming" (that's a joke) (maybe)
the address leads to an apartment complex and Makoto lives on the very top floor. she's basically barricaded in and the state of her apartment probably violates every single health code
her rent/bills were set to auto-pay but the money's running out
they find out the auto-pay was set up by Sae before she died while out on a mission
"hey this apartment kinda looks like a lighthouse huh-"
MAKOTO'S OWN PALACE TIME
Makoto's palace is an abandoned lighthouse on a deserted island
the water level is rising and there's a leviathan nearby threatening to kill them
the PTs need to get through her palace and change her heart before they all drown/get eaten
pls look at this tweet by Jazzy for Makoto's palace and persona refs!!!!!!!!!!!
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anyway. save Makoto, reconciliation with Sae, wooo Makoto is a PT now and she's the nav so Goro can finally stop guessing everything wildly
fifth palace belongs to Akira's dad who owns a wildly successful modelling company (that happens to be the same one Ann belongs to! what a coincidence)
Akira is engaged to Mika and the deadline for their wedding is approaching
(note: Mika isn't a complete bastard in the AU like Haru's fiance - she keeps her own personality!)
Akira's dad's palace is a factory where the models are the product
something something something. have yet to decide if Akira's dad dies like Haru's. remind me to ask Jazzy about this when we start designing that bit of the AU
Jazzy mentioned having both Akira's parents as bosses in the palace so we're doing that!!!
cognitive Akira is like a Barbie doll - he's trapped in a plastic box and he's not allowed out lest the world damages their perfect little darling <3
(hitting cognitive Akira turns him into damaged goods)
anyway AKIRA GET!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sixth palace is Wakaba's
she asks the PTs to explore her palace in the name of COGNITIVE PSIENCE!!!!!
Haru still gets apprehended and arrested by the antisocial force after and they fake her death like oh no, the PTs aren't together anymore. what a shame. anyway,
Seventh palace is Kamoshida
Ann gets her engine room moment (keeping this under wraps because the ideas Jazzy had were AMAZING and I don't want to spoil them)
Kamoshida goes down in FLAAAAMMEEESSSSSSSSS
hang on. everything is wrong. wh-
TIME TO FIGHT YALDABAOTH
pew pew pew
oh no. we lost Goro- oh wait there he is
and everything was fine :)
OR WAS IT!
MARUKI REALITY TIME
RYUJI WAS REALLY HIS BROTHER RYOJI?!?!?!?!?!
AND THE REAL RYUJI WAS THE TRACK STAR AT SHUJIN!
Maruki should not be a therapist. listen. that man needs whatever license/credentials he has revoked.
ANYWAY SHUAKE REALITY TIME NOW AKECHI HAS A HUMAN BOD OUTSIDE OF THE METAVERSE
Maruki fight: now with 20% more thong!
[spoilers censored because they're big and I want them to hit people in the face] [in a loving and good way]
anyway that's the general idea of it. obvs I haven't noted side confidants or anything but that's like the skeleton. the spine. the framework. if you have any Qs, my ask box is open!!!!
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br-kker · 1 year
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Serene - Y. "Fox" Kitagawa.
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Pairing: Yusuke "Fox" Kitagawa X Reader (gender neutral).
Media: Persona 5.
Content and/or Warnings: Art (it's Yusuke, were you expecting anything less?), mentions of the reader being stressed, no dialogue.
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The moonlight shining through the window and onto the sleeping figure did not do them justice, as in his eyes they were beyond levels of angelic.
Yusuke got up for a brief second from his bed to pick up some of his drawings from the floor, he couldn't help but notice his love nestled in the blankets that were once neatly made, their arms slightly hugging the pillow he had laid his head upon a few moments ago. He couldn't let the opportunity to draw them leave him, so he was quick to find a sketchpad and a chair to put by the bed.
Yusuke's pencil gliding across his sketchpad and the soft snores from (Y/N) were the only sounds that filled the otherwise dark and quiet room. Knowing of the troubles that his partner was dealing with, he offered to let them relax in his dorm room. The smell of paint and the various art supplies strewn about his room immediately invited them in with a warm embrace; the soft material of Yusuke's shirt and coffee from hours of time spent at Leblanc only further welcomed (Y/N) as he held them in a comforting embrace.
The more he drew, the more he fully realized how peaceful they had looked. For the last bit, (Y/N) would hide themselves in his neck when around the Phantom Thieves. Feeling staggered breathing on his neck, Yusuke would come to the realization that they were tired and needed to put the brakes on life momentarily. The way their chest rose and fell, the total relaxation of all the muscles in their body, every detail about (Y/N) in this state made Yusuke's heart flutter.
When they buried their head deeper into the pillow, Yusuke put his sketchpad down and decided to get some sleep as well. Waking them up when they're like this? Absolutely not, Yusuke thought. Slowly replacing the pillow with himself, (Y/N) rustled and stirred at the mattress sinking in and the foreign object in their arms. He soothingly scratched their scalped and whispered comforting words in their ear, to which they responded by burying their head into his chest, sleep overtaking them once more. Yusuke followed suit, holding (Y/N) impossibly closer to him.
If he could spend eternity like this, he would a hundred times over.
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(A/N: Woah, it's been a bit. And when did I pull this immaculate work out of my ass? Like what the heck, I actually love this. Look at me being all descriptive and poetic and shit. I finally got motivation, and I've been simping for Yusuke as of late, and I randomly thought of the idea of Yusuke drawing you. If only someone loved me as much as Yusuke loved lobsters, am I right guys? I've been pretty streesed, so this was a bit self-indulgent. I'm planning on starting to write for Persona 5 characters, I actually have an X Reader for Joker in the works, and by works I mean a draft that isn't written that's been sitting there for five months. So yeah, that's about it for me. Until next time!
Signing off for now,
-Libby)
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akirawrites24 · 9 months
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Hi Can we get Akechi Kurusu and kitagawa, (separated) turning into a Child (because of a shadow attack) and they have only there child/old memories and there gf taken care of them for an almost a week ?
Ask and you shall receive!
Akira Kurusu x female!Reader
Goro Akechi x female!Reader
Yusuke Kitagawa x female!Reader
Fandom: Persona 5
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Akira Kurusu:
He was a shy kid when he was little for sure.
Wanted his mommy and daddy because he was scared.
Quickly came around when you took care of him.
He was a handful child, unlike the quiet teen he actually is.
You were scared that he had lost most of his memories
You had to act like a parent to him (he accidentally slipped who his parents were and what they do)
Loves playing hide and seek (you have troubles finding him)
When he turned back, he was back into that shy boy you knew when he was a kid
"Oh..Well, thank you for taking care of me…"
Goro Akechi:
He was so different in comparison to his teenage self.
He was so full of life and wanting to help people.
He didn't ask where his mom was, as she always worked very late.
Your heart broke when you found out this was the age before he lost his mother.
When his mom didn't come back for him, he was starting to worry.
You had him convinced she was doing more work to make him and her life easier.
When a week has passed, you got to know him better and can't help but wonder what a 6 year old child had been through to start killing people.
Made you wanna protect him more now.
"Get off me, I can protect myself!"
Yusuke Kitagawa:
He was still awkward as a kid.
He didn't change all that much really.
His eyes were more innocent then they are as a teenager.
Still looks up to Madarame.
You had to tell him that Madarame was on a business trip and had to stay with you for a while.
Wanted to try to paint you.
You allowed it of course.
Nothing changed much, he was always like the Yusuke you knew him as.
"I'd like to thank you for taking care of me. I hope I can return the favor someday"
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1-800-c0sm1c · 2 years
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If you're not too busy, can I please request headcanons for Joker, Ryuji, Yusuke, and Akechi overhearing their female S/O singing along to her favorite song and showing great talent?
꒰i will always love you !꒱
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singing headcannons !
character x f!reader
includes joker, ryuji, yusuke, and akechi !
warnings : none.
a/n : this was a cute one to write ^^ it is also totally not 4am as i am publishing this lol
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JOKER // REN AMAMIYA
all im saying is this guy is definitely a theater kid. and i like to think hes good at it too.
im talking main lead in every school play that hes ever been apart of, and he always takes it to the next level too.
and when he finds out that you have a talent for singing? oh man he is WHIPPED.
you probably didnt even know that he knew, hes kind of sneaky lmao.
youre probably just singing along in the shower and he overhears, and hes surprised, he doesnt understand why youre not using this talent more.
i can see him suggesting that you should pursue the arts, especially if youre not sure what you want to do after high school. but if you have other plans thats fine, he just wants whats best for you!
LOTS and LOTS of compliments! hes so sweet and supportive in literally anything you do and singing is no exception!
similar to ryuji, i can see you guys going on karaoke dates, but the difference with ren is hes not trying to actively compete against you, he just really enjoys singing duet songs with you!
this is just the musical nerd in me but imagine,,, performing musicals together,,, so many thoughts.
this man owns my heart istg,,,
SKULL // RYUJI SAKAMOTO
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ryuji finds everything you do so mesmerizing, theres practically stars in his eyes when he discovers your hidden talent!
hes also lowkey offended you didnt show him earlier LMAOO
i can picture him asking you to make him a playlist of all your favorite songs, and he listens to it whenever hes doing his homework (a rare occurrence.) or when hes playing video games.
hes basically learned the words to every song on there, and i like to think when youre over one day and you start singing along he kinda just stares at you like :0 !!
hes no professional, but he didnt think he was half bad at singing until he heard you.
only a little (a lot) jealous at how good you are afterwards he kind of just sits around with a pouty face and says something like “how can you be so good at EVERYTHING?”
as impressed he is, ryuji is competitive, so dont be surprised when your next date is a karaoke night and hes trying his hardest to 1-up you.
he claims its just because he wants to hear more of your singing, but hes putting his whole heart and soul into every song that comes on.
overall hes really supportive, and he understands if you dont feel comfortable singing around others. but if you are, hes so definitely showing you off to the other phantom thieves. (he thinks it gives him bragging rights against morgana.)
FOX // YUSUKE KITAGAWA
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honestly, yusuke gives off theater kid vibes too so i see him being really excited to catch you singing!
you were over at his dorm, watching him sketch out his newest painting. there was some conversation between the two of you but you let him do most of the talking as not to disturb him too much.
you ended up suggesting to play some music in the background to fill the space, to which he nodded to, not really paying much attention.
you both sat in silence for a bit, simply enjoying each others company as the music played in the background.
“your music taste is incredible, love.” hed definitely ask for you to send him the playlist youre listening to <3
later on, your favorite song had come on, and you found yourself singing along to the music. yusuke had been silent for awhile so you had forgotten he was still in the room.
the longer the song had gone, the more you got comfortable with singing louder, to the point you were able to hit all the high notes flawlessly.
this is what had finally gotten yusukes attention away from his work, him turning back to look at you with a stunned face.
his dramatic ass is so extra about everything i swear. hes going on and on about how splendid of a performer you would be and hes amazed he hasnt heard you sing before.
you, on the other hand are still dealing with the whiplash of him still being in the room.
you guess you hadnt realized how into it youd have gotten, but at least your boyfriend got a free performance out of it!
CROW // GORO AKECHI
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you had received a text from akechi 10 minutes ago. a simple “omw.” was all he wrote. 
however, you still excitedly set up everything you had planned for your boyfriends awaited arrival. 
hed been coming home late from his work at the police station, and you knew hed appreciate the thought of a nice relaxing night at home with his favorite foods and plenty of fuzzy blankets laid out on the couch.
you had music playing in the background as you applied the finishing touches. putting everything you had into the chorus of the song playing over the speaker.
you hadnt even heard akechi walk in over how loud everything was in your living room until you turned around and noticed him staring at you with an unreadable expression on his face.
was he disgusted? or just really surprised? it was always hard to tell with him.
you prayed it was the latter, and continued to sing along, more dramatically, like it was the most important performance of your life. you could see him laugh fondly.
once you were finished, he set his bag down on the kitchen counter to greet you properly.
“i didnt know you were so talented.” he responded blankly, “is there anything you *arent* good at?” he joked.
you laughed, pressing a kiss to his cheek before playfully responding, “oh no! looks like the detective prince caught me!” and running to hide under a blanket on the couch.
he smiled at your antics, having a seat on the couch next to you, cuddling up to your covered form under the blanket. 
you peeked your head out and smiled warmly at him and said, “welcome home.” 
moments like these with akechi are rare, but you cherish every single one of them.
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what if all I need is you?
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Summary: I might as well be drunk in love.
Characters: Isagi Y. & Hiori Y.
(A/N: Inspired by the 1989 FTV, “Slut!” I don’t own anything from this franchise. Respective ownership belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura for this wonderful manga and to Taylor Swift for this beautiful yet melancholic song. Lastly, please be mindful of the tags. Unnecessary complaints and comments will not be tolerated as sufficient warnings were provided in the tags. Some dialogues in the earlier part of the fic are excerpts from the latest chapter of the manga itself hence the spoiler tags.)
Flamingo pink, Sunrise Boulevard
Clink, clink, being this young is art
Aquamarine, moonlit swimmin’ pool
What if all I need is you?
“Let’s do this. Until we become the best players in the world.” Isagi remarked smilingly at him at the end of the match to which they had won.
A devious smirk inched across Hiori’s lips as he heard Isagi’s bright, optimistic words.
“Nah... I won’t play this kind of tag-team football with you anymore.” Hiori replied lightly but his words hung heavily into the air which made Isagi taken aback.
“Eh...?”
Hiori resisted the urge to laugh at his face.
Ah. Isagi can be adorable off the field sometimes. He was an open book when he wasn’t using his tactical mind in strategizing and manipulating the variables around the field when they’re playing soccer.
His eyes were clearer, curious and sincere which stirred something inside of Hiori.
“From now on, I’m gonna play a brand of football that will produce the best striker in the world!” He declared proudly.
“Hiori...” Isagi blinked owlishly at him.
“To be quite honest, I was planning on quitting after this match... But after being a part of that goal... After experiencing that thrill, that ego...”
Hiori trailed off for a moment and locked his deep gaze at him.
“If strikers can’t understand and keep up with my passes... I’ll discard them without a second thought. That goes for you too, Isagi-kun...” He grinned widely at him.
Isagi grew quiet at his words for a moment before he grinned back devilishly at him.
“Hah. Why you... Contrary to your calm demeanor, you’re quite a sadist aren’t you?”
A dark chuckle slipped past Hiori’s lips.
‘There’s no way in hell I can quit, idiot...’ He thought in fond exasperation.
Got love-struck, went straight to my head
Got lovesick all over my bed
Love to think you’ll never forget
Handprints in wet cement
Adorned with smoke on my clothes
Lovelorn and nobody knows
Love thorns all over this rose
I’ll pay the price, you won’t
“I’m an ultrasadist. Nice to meet ya.” Hiori said with a cheerful smile on his face.
His aquamarine irises gleamed under the sparkling lights of the stadium.
His wide-eyed gaze met Isagi’s deep, penetrating gaze and he resisted the urge to blurt out something stupid.
To blurt out something that might’ve come from his foolish heart.
In that moment, he didn’t need anyone.
He only needed Isagi’s attention and focus on him.
Because he knew that they could go beyond with them working hand in hand.
But that’s not what his ego says.
And for the first time in his life, he refuted the whisperings of his own heart and followed his awakened ego after that match.
‘From now on, my life will revolve around me.’
But if I’m all dressed up
They might as well be lookin’ at us
And if they call me a slut
You know it might be worth it for once
And if I’m gonna be drunk
I might as well be drunk in love
But of course, it was easier said than done.
Theoretically speaking, he could’ve done it easily inside his head.
Keeping those walls up. Painting an invisible line of boundary between the two of them.
Because Hiori knew he wouldn’t last inside this oppressive facility itself if he let his heart win and succumbed to those silly emotions that the blue-eyed striker was awakening inside of him.
It seemed that it wasn’t just his slumbering ego that was awakened by Isagi himself.
But also, his soporific heart that was asleep for a long period of time.
Maybe it was a test of fate.
An obstacle presented to him to test his control.
A simple accident on the field while they’re practicing on one on one with just the two of them.
Tripping on his shoelaces as he ran past the field and stumbling down on the grassy field with Isagi falling down with him.
Rolling unceremoniously on the ground with the other landing on top of him.
He should’ve put a stop to it the moment their eyes met.
He should’ve pushed him away when he had a chance.
But a lapse of judgment for those few seconds of silence and he let his heart win.
Once their lips touched one another, there was no turning back.
Hiori was a soldier in the middle of the war.
And he had fallen for the trap of the enemy.
Isagi had caught his fragile heart and soul in his grasp.
He didn’t protest as he looped his arms across his neck as he carried him to a secluded spot, completely drunk on his passionate kisses alone.
Everyone wants him.
And he was not immune to those ocean blue eyes and golden smile.
The very night was spent downing in the cacophony of their moans and sighs of pleasure with their limbs tangled with each other.
Everyone wants him, that was my crime
The wrong place at the right time
And I break down, then he’s pullin’ me in
In a world of boys, he’s a gentleman
(A/N: All I can say is the vault tracks of 1989 TV fits well with the theme of this ship. And I thought the song Style describes the Reosagi ship accurately. But as I listened to the vaults tracks of 1989, Hiosagi is the first ship that I can think of and their interactions and dialogues in chapter 239 have inspired me enough to write this oneshot for them. Review and kudos are much appreciated.)
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{ 31 }
the death of a bachelor.
gojo satoru x fem.reader
notes/warnings: unedited; characters depicted as being in their late 20s; mentions of cheating (not gojo) ; soft smut; unprotected sex; minors don't interact.
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it was now gojo satoru's turn to feel the pangs of yearning for someone he knew he could never have.
thinking about it now, it was pretty silly to have your heart broken in a coffee shop, right?
you, his best friend since high school, were settled in front of him. in your hand was one of your favorite frappes as you poked at the frozen drink with your straw, licking off some of the whipped cream as some of it painted your upper lip.
gojo wished he could lick it off for you before bringing you closer to him in a bruising kiss.
but he couldn't do that. not with the glittering engagement ring settled on your left ring finger as evidence of you already belonging to someone else-
someone that wasn't him.
he does his best to keep his cool and put on a goofy smile, but the look in his eyes painted a completely different picture.
the man was absolutely livid at how stupid he was for letting you slip through his fingers like that. and now he had to play the part of the perfect best friend as you got married to someone else?
fuck him gently with a chainsaw, but there was no way in hell that he could do it.
"toru? are you okay? your grip on that poor coffee cup is enough to break it."
your sweet voice brings him out of his reverie. he makes sure to put on the brightest smile on his face, even lightening up the tone of his for extra measure to show you just how happy he was for you. "sorry, i'm just a little sad. my bestie is growin' up on me, about to be married and all to the man of her dreams."
you seem to detect the faked happiness in his tone and look up at him with concern, "are you okay? you seem mad at me."
fuck, get a hold of yourself satoru before you mess everything up with her. he clears his throat and shakes his head, taking sips of his coffee despite not being able to taste a damn thing. "i'm fine, it just feels weird that you're marrying this guy so soon is all."
you frown at his statement, twisting the ring around your finger while trying to find the right words to say. "i've been dating yusuke for a year now. i'm not getting any younger, and he makes me happy, so of course i'd marry him."
you should have chosen me instead.
he remains silent, completely tight lipped as he watches an almost dreamy expression take over your features, making you even more beautiful than you already were to him. "i think i finally found my forever, and it's about time you do the same, satoru."
he shakes his head and manages to chuckle, "no, i think i'd stick with my life as a bachelor breaking hearts."
because if i can't have you, then what even is the point?
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gojo knew that you getting married to someone else was all his fault.
throughout your years together at jujutsu high, you were always on the cusp of becoming more than just friends. gojo made it part of his routine of sorts when it came to flirting with you.
you shared so many moments together. from sneaking kisses in empty classrooms to holding hands during your walks around campus together. it was so obvious that you loved him, and that he loved you back.
during your third and final year was when you confessed your feelings for him. you laid out your heart to him, showing him all the love you had to give him-
but he ended up getting cold feet at the last minute. he couldn't picture being the man you needed, the man you deserved. letting his fear take over, he blurted out how he simply saw you as a friend and that he was sorry for leading you on for so long.
gojo swore he would never forget the devastated look on your face; how desperately you tried to hide your tears from him when you ran away.
even when the damage had already been done, you were still brave enough to remain by his side as just friends. gojo felt like such a piece of shit then, solely because you had valued your friendship with him; you stayed with him regardless of how much it hurt you.
truly, he didn't fucking deserve you.
so why did it hurt so much to see you finally getting married to the man of your dreams? years had passed since your confession to him, and the both of you had followed your own path and accomplished your own goals.
gojo was known as the strongest sorcerer in the world, whereas you managed to achieve the career you always wanted and were close to having a family, too.
and what a bastard he was, unable to be happy for you solely because he knew that he wasn't going to be the man to give you the family you desperately wanted.
that he was selfish enough to want to go back in time and respond to your first confession honestly instead of being a damn coward. the little coffee date he had with you all those months ago was the first time in a long time that you had seen each other. gojo knew you were preoccupied with wedding plans, hence why he began to bring a few women over to keep him company during the nights when his loneliness became too much to bear.
it got so bad one night where he was buried deeply in some pretty girl he couldn't remember the name of and actually called out your name instead when he began fucking her-
which earned him a slap to his face as the woman shoved him off of her, telling him that he was a cowardly dick for not fucking you to begin with instead of wasting her time and using her as a substitute.
and in so many ways, the woman was right.
let's just say after that disastrous one night stand, gojo didn't have another woman keep him company. he was afraid that they'd see through him and only remind him of what he had lost.
he was simply wallowing alone in his apartment, just dwelling on the misery with a few shots of cognac to keep his body warm when all he felt was this cold numbness. the date of your wedding was quickly approaching, and he was dreading the day he would receive your wedding invitation.
just as he was pouring himself another glass of cognac, he heard several knocks at his door. looking up at the clock hanging on his wall, gojo takes note of how late it was and couldn't possibly imagine who it could be visiting at such an ungodly hour.
when the series of knocks continues, gojo had no choice but to answer it. looks like my plan of pretending no one's home isn't going to work. whoever my visitor is sure is tenacious.
but when he opens the door, the last thing he expected was to see you.
you were in tears, appearing disheveled and hurt when you surged forward and buried your face into his chest. speaking to you in hushed tones, he closes the door and carries you to his room. whatever was going on with you warranted a discussion in the comfort and privacy of his bedroom.
he settles you on his lap, and you instinctively press your nose against his throat. this was how he had always comforted you back in the day when you were in tears due to stress. he gently rubs at your back before asking you what was wrong. 
you cling to him, clutching on to the front of his shirt before your uncharacteristically soft voice answers, “i caught yusuke cheating on me, he was fucking her in our bed after i came home from work. the moment i saw them together, i threw the engagement ring at his face and came to you."
the rage gojo felt was instantaneous, practically burning through him when he tightens his hold on you. “i’ll fucking kill him, i’ll destroy him for ruining your future.” 
he meant every word, too. gojo wasn’t known as the world’s strongest for nothing, and he was this close to showing the prick just how powerful he could be. 
but it was you who stopped him. you who suddenly kissed him out of nowhere as he felt his blood turn cold. 
it wasn’t a chaste kiss, either. it was one that was filled with yearning, one where he could feel the way you pressed your body against him as if wanting nothing more than to become one with him. he kisses you back with just as much passion, even becoming bold enough to slide his tongue within the confines of your mouth, catching the saltiness of your tears with the kiss.
“no toru, don’t hurt him.” you pull away from the kiss to whisper against him, “after all, it’s my fault.” 
his anger returns after hearing your admission, aquamarine eyes hardening due to the icy hatred he felt for your ex. but your finger against his lips stops him from whatever he was about to say. “it’s my fault because yusuke knew i never loved him. i simply saw him as an easy way out, because the one i wanted was always so out of my reach."
your admission makes gojo do a double take, feeling all the hatred he had for your ex fiancé seep out of him as he listened to your explanation. you shake your head and frame his face with both of your hands. “it was always you, satoru gojo. i’ve always loved you, i never stopped. even if you see me as nothing more than a friend, i-” 
that was when gojo cut you off. keeping a hand behind your head, he kisses you fully, as if trying to apologize for his foolish actions as he poured all the passion and love he had for you into this one kiss. he didn’t relent, even when he was able to place your body against the pillows, never breaking away from the kiss as he slowly worked on taking off your shirt. 
when the need for air became to be too much, gojo pulls away from you, shivering at the string of saliva that connected both of your lips together. he licks his lips, heart pounding rapidly out of his chest when he leans back to take off his own clothes. “i’m sorry, for lying to you like that. it’s always been you, too. i was just too cowardly to admit it.” 
“satoru,” you trail off after saying his name, and he watches with panic in his gaze when tears began filling your eyes. “i fucking hate you, you know that? like how dare you make me suffer all this time when all i wanted was you?” 
“oh i know baby, i know i’m an asshole.” when gojo was down to his boxers was when he returned his attention back to you. and fuck, he hadn’t even done anything to you yet and he was already getting painfully hard for you. he makes quick work of taking off your shorts, leaving you in your bra and panties as you trembled from the cold air hitting at your skin. 
he kisses at your inner thighs, spreading your legs even wider for him as he lays down on his stomach, ready to spend the whole night pleasuring you to make up for his idiocy. “let me make it up to you, sweetheart. let me make it up to you starting now.” 
hearing you let out a sigh of his name, gojo begins his work. he presses his nose against your damp panties, teasing the wet stain in the middle of it while breathing in your scent. letting out a groan, he slowly inserts his middle finger inside your heat, gently pumping his digit in and out of you as you began squirming for him. 
“toru, mmmm, m-more please.” 
“give me a minute, baby. let me see if i can get some more of this honey sweetness out of you.” he enters another finger, gently scissoring your sex while making a come-hither movement with them. the sensation was enough to have you gripping at the sheets, practically panting for him as your hips began riding his fingers. 
“oh hell no, baby, i’m not gonna let you ride my fingers like that.” he takes out his fingers from your cunt, making you whine as your hands gripped at his shoulders in a painful vice grip. “no, toru, don’t stop!” 
“you gotta let me finish, love.” he was now hovering over you now, casually taking off your panties in one swift movement so your sex was bare for him. you cross your legs, practically aching for him as you begged him to take you, to do something to fill you up like you so desperately needed. 
it’s then that he shushes you, placing the finger that was once buried inside of you against your lips, “the reason why i didn’t let you ride my fingers is because there’s only three things i want you to ride when it comes to me. my thighs, my face, and lastly...” he trails off to whisper in your ear, “my cock.”
his filthy words and honesty was enough to make you gasp, catching you off guard when gojo suddenly switches positions with you. with him settled on the pillows now, he uses his strength to place your dripping cunt over his face. “why don’t you start with riding my face? suffocate me with those thighs and let me make out with that pretty little flower of yours.” 
the heat was felt traveling from your pussy all throughout your body, making you tremble with need as you begged him, “please, just want you toru, i’ll always want just you.”
“that’s a good girl. now come on, grip at my headboard and lower yourself onto me. and don’t be shy about it either...ride my face to your heart’s content, you hear me?” slapping your ass for good measure, he leans up briefly to give your pretty cunt a gentle lick before laying back down.
listening to his commands, you hang on to his bed’s headboard and slowly lower yourself on his mouth. a part of you was concerned about potentially being too heavy for him, but the way he groans before shoving his tongue within your cunt was enough to have all of your concerns disappear into thin air. gojo wasn’t kidding when he said he would make out with your dripping sex, feeling the jolts of pleasure coursing through you as you chased your high and rode his face with a reckless abandon. 
you didn’t care anymore, not when gojo was making you feel so damn good. you had the headboard held tightly in your hands as your hips moved over gojo’s face with zero inhibition. that sinful tongue of his was so long, reaching deeply into parts of you that you didn’t realize you even had. in little time at all, you felt the knot tighten from within your stomach before you released into his eager mouth, your head tilted back at the sensation as you fell back into bed. 
your legs were practically jelly then, and the position you were in was quite the naughty one, with gojo still licking you clean of your release as his erection was now in your face from the way you fell back onto him. taking advantage of how distracted he was to realize the position you were in, you flip yourself around so that your sex was still in his face with his cock directly in front of you. 
he finally realizes what you were doing and tries to stop you, “w-wait, this is about you, you don’t need to- fuck!” 
he lets out a string of curses then, feeling your mouth encircle his engorged cock as you bob your head up and down his erection. “heh, fine, but you better remember, i hate losing, sweetheart.” 
you let out a moan upon feeling gojo lean up against your sex, and you weren’t even the least bit disappointed with performing this position with him. being competitive in your own ways, you did your best to get him off, to finally get a taste of him after wanting him for so many years. 
yet it seemed as though gojo had the same idea, sucking at your sex as you nearly lost it right then and there. only when you started playing with the source of his seed, tugging a bit at his balls, did you realize that you had turned the tables and gained the upper hand. 
but in the end, you knew that you had come together. the moment you felt gojo’s seed slide down your throat was when you drenched gojo’s face once more with your own release. 
gojo let’s go of you, allowing you to lay back in bed and catch your breath. you heard him rummage through his nightstand, presumably to find a condom. but you didn’t want anything between either of you for your first time. 
you wanted him so badly that you wanted to feel him, this animalistic desire fueling your words when you blurt out to him. “i want you inside me with no rubber between us, satoru!” 
this makes him freeze in his tracks, eyes gleaming down at you with a desperation as he let out a whine from your confession. he leans back on his knees, grabbing at your legs while pumping his cock back to full hardness. “baby...are you sure? what if you get pregnant and...fuck, as if i wouldn’t take care of you.” 
he lifts up a leg and tosses it over his shoulder, with him pressing his cock against your aching folds in a sideways position. surely, he wanted to take you this way because he knew you would get to feel him so deeply inside of you. he sighs, running his erection up and down your fluttering walls, watching with hunger as it began to flutter around the tip of him, desperate to take him in.
“are you sure, baby, just tell me if you change your mind-”
“for fuck’s sakes satoru, just fuck me already! i already told you i wanted you with nothing between us!” 
as you wish. that was his last thought as he sinks his fat cock inside of you, taking you over and over again as his passionate thrusts make his bed bounce in tune with his movements. 
and damn, if you didn’t feel like heaven wrapped around him so tightly like that. there was nowhere else he’d rather be than sheathed deep within your gummy walls. it just felt so fucking good, and he was so happy he got to experience this kind of lovemaking with you. 
it just felt surreal, almost hedonistic with how much pleasure he felt. the way your pussy desperately tried to mold itself into the shape of his cock was so overwhelming, and he was starving for more of you. taking a hold of your hand, he knew he was close as he pressed a kiss against the back of it. “baby, i can’t hold back anymore, so i’m gonna cheat a bit okay?”
letting go of your hand, he turns his attention to your swollen clit, pinching and playing with it while at the same time thrusting himself in and out of your slick. that was enough to make you clench your walls around him, letting out a shout of his name as you came. and the moment he felt your pussy wetting his cock did he finally bury himself inside of you, shooting his seed deep within you as you milked him for all he was worth. 
“fuck...” letting out a soft curse, gojo slowly lay back in bed, adjusting you so that he was still buried limply inside of you as you rest against his sweaty chest. “i feel like such an idiot.”
you giggle a bit, pressing a kiss against his chest, “and while i agree with you for being an idiot, i gotta ask why you feel that way.”
“because if it wasn’t for my stupidity, we would have been in bed doing this a long time ago.” he thrusts his hips up towards you, making you gasp when you felt him grow inside of you.
“i know i told you i would let you ride my thighs, too, but let’s save that for round three. right now, i wanna see what you look like when riding my cock.” 
the two of you were insatiable when it came to the desire you had for each other, hence why even when you were so exhausted, you still sat up to straddle him. with your hands resting against his chest, you began to ride him, showing him just how much you would always love and need him-
how he could never be replaced even if you tried.
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kotohime palace rulers ranking (wakaba included)
oh no, being asked for my opinions on the palace rulers, whatever shall i do...
KOTOHIME'S TOP 9 PALACE RULERS!!! WHO IS MARUKI
at number 9 we have the one and only kunikazu okumura!
probably the most predictable outcome, but can you blame me when he has an atrocious palace design, terrible writing as a character both in that arc and in haru's confidant, unsavoury memories of a certain cat... i mean, it wasn't really kuni's fault that morgana ended up stealing haru's spotlight to have his moment, but the writers know what they did
okumura's saving grace is that 1) he has enough backstory provided for me to do whatever i want with him in rsau and 2) he's pretty handsome
at number 8, junya kaneshiro!
now don't get me wrong, i love kaneshiro. i think about him allllll the time and he's THE bro in rsau (i can't go a second without mentioning it sorry) and also suguru's implied romantic interest cough cough
but... uh... :')
his palace is just as annoying. the only bonus it has is better music. makoto's awakening is also super sick, but this ain't about her
i get that he's got a fixation on being rich but it's a little comical how much he talks about it. like. he LOOOVES money. money money money. and hes purple fly hitler. who loves money
coming up on number 7 is yaldabaoth
cool twist. cool ending. cool whatever. but youre not my kitten baby (he actually is a kitten in rsau. or is he a cobra? kuni calls him a zebra)
at number 6 is wakaba isshiki!!!
who are you
at number 5 we have........ masayoshi shido!
was THAT predictable? i didn't think so!
you might think that from the amount of posting i do about how deeply i desire him carnally i must be a big fan, right? well. eh
playing through his palace was tedious and longwinded and dull when it wasn't plot-related. the whole "oh, kaneshiro and madarame actually knew shido and were sucking his dick the whole tiiiime" thing is also completely unnecessary and never gets mentioned again. nobody even talks about it. you probably didnt even remember it until i mentioned it again
shido is still cartoonishly evil like okumura is, but he gets bonus points for not trying to be made into a sympathetic, hard-working and misunderstood dad in akechi's confidant (and at least we actually get to see him show feelings towards things, even if it is just hating children and monologuing in his office)
also hes kiiiiiiiiiind of the tritagonist in cnau but we aren't going to talk about that.... yet..............
idk. i like shido but there's people who are better
making it into number 4 is futaba sakura!
i really like the twist on the concept of palace rulers actually. not every person with distorted desires is a bad person; instead of sabotaging others, futaba is self-sabotaging. but with a change of heart, that little shut-in is able to get back up and live life to the fullest!
now in the top 3, i give this spot to ichiryusai madarame!
the palace ruler with a canon deadname...... our trans icon 🏳‍🌈
he's what okumura wishes he was. this single father can do it all! he can paint, love, steal, emotionally abuse, he's a man of many hats without mastering anything!
if theres anyone who i love picking apart the brain of more than kaneshiro, it's madarame. he hates himself so much that it loops back around to having a huge ego. he was jealous of yusuke's mother and the talent she held that he let her die just so he can be validated boohoo
madarame thinks hes only worth what he creates, and being yusuke's only authoritative figure, imprinted that mindset and behaviour onto him. he actually sees yusuke as his son and loves him deeply but hes soooo dependent on him in multiple ways and without him he literally crumbles. madarame is pathetic and helpless and i love him
in 2nd place is sae niijima!
you know her. i know her. we've seen that section of the story. soooo good. banger palace theme, pretty environment, attractive lady, hoo-wee!
seriously, she has great development. sae never actually gets a change of heart, she changes on her own because she remembers she's here to protect what she really cares about; justice. she comes to be one of the few adults the phantom thieves can genuinely place their trust in. theres a bonus chapter in mementos mission where sae looks at buchimaru slippers because they remind her of makoto. and thats after she roundhouse kicks a purse-snatcher in the face while wearing high heels.
she's also the one who won the hottest palace ruler poll by a longshot so. you go girl!
and at long last... number 1 goes to......
SUGURU KAMOSHIDA!!!!!!!
i wanted to get a bunch of pictures of him for this but he's actually so hideous i legitimately got freaked out
he's my meow meow who did nothing wrong (he did everything wrong) and hes just a baby (literal abuser) and youre all just mean (he deserves worse)
they wanted to write a piece of shit and they did it. and they did it well. i can't think of a single reason why someone would like this guy. and thats exactly why i like him.
kamoshida was conditioned to believe that his actions had no consequences and therefore he could do whatever he wanted. people would cover it up. they'd keep their silence. his reputation is great enough that everyone is too worried to topple it because it might crush them when he falls. he doesn't need to be two-faced when they've already seen the other mask. hes the greatest introductory to the story and themes of persona 5 ever and i would not have it any other way
kamoshida is a SHIT BAG. he makes me legitimately sick to my stomach in a way the other characters just dont really do. i mean the mementos palace did a pretty good job of making me think about what im doing with my life so props to them, but like i said just looking at kamoshidas face made me feel uneasy
also i wrote a oneshot about him and kaneshiro fucking and there was the swag mention of the lingering guilt he experiences in the back of his mind every time he hurts someone because he is still a human after all
he's the protagonist in rsau and he's my favourite test subject for different kinds of pain and anguish. suguru kamoshida numba one 4eva. i hope he dies
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I have a feeling I am gonna enjoy this third semester more than any other part of the game, I'm not even joking.
Reverie Vantas spends the next week as the perfect psychopomp's apprentice, visiting every wayward soul he knows and whispering the same fucking thing to each one.
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I'll be waiting for you.
This is beautiful and horrific, it really is. A trusted friend who has the key to your heart coming to you when you are happy and at peace and telling you that it's a lie wrapped around you and handing you a knife before walking away.
This sequence fucks severely, it's agonizing and brutal. Shiho never tried to kill herself so she's transferring back to Shujin, Ryuji has a college scholarship because his work on the track team, Makoto and Sae are celebrating their father's promotion.
The ones that fucked me up the most were:
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Instead of being a chauvinist who intends to sell off his daughter to a probable rapist, Haru's father is now a doting man who respects her opinions and wants to know when she falls in love.
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Yusuke's mother's painting is being displayed in museums, appropriately credited to her, and Madarame is taking care of Yusuke and fostering his talent as an artist, and he's not living hand to mouth anymore.
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and Sojiro has a new, even sluttier outfit, good for him!
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No but Futaba is absolutely the closest to knowing what is up. She flashbacks to her proclamation from her awakening,
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And unlike others, her awakening was explicitly about cutting through the falsehoods. When Reverie comes to see her like a grey-toned grim reaper, she runs off, away from him.
Because yeah Reverie is a reaper, a psychopomp, he is here to take people away from this soft gaussian blurred world. He will kill Wakaba again in the name of truth, and he is a frightening presence.
This shit is horrific, it's fabulous.
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Akechi calls at the end of the week with some details on what he's found.
One: Maruki has been working on this cognitive psience thing since college and it was far enough along he almost got to break ground on a research lab to explore treatment. Then Something Happened and the support dried up.
My assumption: It has to do with Rumi. Maybe he tried his psience treatment on her and it went badly enough that it scared off investors. Maruki himself said that she was alive and well though. Was he lying?
Two: What The Fuck somehow Wakaba and Okumura are alive. They aren't just visages created in the shape of these people, they are real living beings.
And that.
Immediately tilts the ethics of this whole thing on its head. Fuck.
Three: Everyone has been rewritten to fit the situation. Madarame really is a kind sensei, Okumura is a good father. Only Shido was arrested, taking the fall for the entire conspiracy.
So the original ethical quandry of the game has returned with fucking knives. If you interfere with a bad person to make them into a good person, if you commit an ego death on them, is that not the same as murder?
And lemme tell you we are gonna get INTO THAT very soon 'caaaaause I did a bad thing. 8)
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Akechi you are such a bitch when you are mask off, thank you. I am honored. Do you want to kiss under the light of a full moon?
He's right, though. Everyone always seems a little surprised to see Reverie. He doesn't fit in this reality and is like an actor constantly missing his cue. It's jarring and terrible.
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While Reverie and Akechi are out, the crew comes together to talk about the feeling of Wrongness that he has visited onto all of them. They're all discussing it, when.
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The world cracks and Morgana is a cat again. Oh shit.
If the illusion is that fragile.... that's a problem for Maruki.
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A beautiful Lotus Tree with flowers for all.
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I do have a lot of respect for how Maruki is going about this. I'm someone who loves a Lawful Evil motherfucker, trust me. Maruki has already considered how this will sound to the people around him and basically is like "okay, fine."
Like, does he get pleasure from being the person to save the world? Yep, he admits that. And he says that shouldn't stand in the way of the happiness of the entire population.
Fair fucking dues, Maruki. However, I think it's telling that his Palace is centered around his ego. I do deeply genuinely believe what he's saying so far. I do actually think he is doing this for the right reasons, to help people, to save them from pain.
But his Palace is filled with sycophants who speak of him like a savior, and the auditorium is filled with blank faces to support him. So.
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you know what, Maruki, your softboy meets fuckman vibes had won my heart
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DOOOOOOOOOO THE BAAAAAD THIIIIIIIIIING
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immortalmsmoon · 10 months
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A Paint Brush
Yusuke Kitagawa x Fem!Reader
Warnings: mentions of a toxic relationship(even though i wrote this i DO NOT support toxic relationships in anyway), but thats really all! enjoy!
Word count: 780
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Y/n traced her hands over the tattoos that adorned her arms. There were only a couple of things, a pretty paint brush, a inari mask, and a little tattoo of food. They were pretty little things, beautifully made, and Y/n often spent time tracing them, running her fingers over the intricate designs admiring them. Her eyes often drifted to them when she was at her worst, when tears ran down her face, when she never thought she would meet her soulmate. They brought her more comfort than anything ever could, for some reason. 
On one particular day, she felt worse than ever, and she did what she always did. She looked at them. 
Her boyfriend had lied to her. Said they were soulmates. Made tattoos to look like the hobbies and things Y/n loved. And today she had found out that they weren’t meant to be. 
“Seriously, Akio? Why would you lie to me?” she cried, not even daring to look him in the eyes. Her legs were shaking, and she had attempted to control her breathing, but it was to no avail. 
“Because Y/n! I love you! You're all that I need!” he said, grabbing her arms, digging his nails into her wrists. Y/n was scared and sad, and she didn’t know what to do, so she did the only thing she could. She fought. She withered around his arms, flailing her legs, screaming- begging to be let free, for him to leave her alone, and finally after landing a blow on his shin, he dropped her, anger filling his face. And so she ran, faster than she ever had. 
And now she was in a park. Flower petals drifted around her as she sat on the bench with her legs tucked up against her chest. The tears had stopped, at least. She had to figure out the situation. Her boyfriend- ex boyfriend, had been crazy. She always knew that, but it had been manageable before. Now? She saw who she really was. And she wanted nothing to do with him. What had once been love, had quickly turned to something much different. 
She watched people pass late into the afternoon, sleep slowly taking over her, making her head heavier than it was before. But she knew she couldn’t sleep in public, she would be too vulnerable, so she moved to get up.
“Please! Go back to your original position! It was stunning…Extraordinary, even!” said a voice. She froze, moving her head to the side, to see a man, not much older looking than her. He was beautiful, stunning, even from a distance. 
“E-excuse me?” she stuttered, looking him in the eyes. She moved her eyes to look down at the things surrounding him, a paint kit, a pencil, and a canvas, along with some water. “Are you..drawing me?” she said, hesitantly. His eyes lit up, and he nodded.
“Of course! I couldn’t let such stunning beauty go to waste!” he said. His voice was deep, and his tone was formal, and something about it struck her in the heart. So she turned back into her original position, and he quickly got back to work. She hadn’t noticed the sounds of pencil before, but now it was prominent to her. She looked around. The park was quite a sight, flower petals flowing through the air, the scent of honey all around her. Her eyes drifted to her tattoos, as they often do. a pretty paint brush, a inari mask, and a little tattoo of food. They were so familiar to her, something she had known for her whole life. The pretty paint brush was her favorite. 
The paint brush.
She quickly turned her head over to the male sketching out her form, and she looked at the paint brush he had with his painting kit. They were the same. She tried to run it off as a coincidence, but the more she started at it, the more she felt she was right. So she stood up, much to the male's discontent, and sat down in front of him. 
“Your arm..can I see it?” she asked softly. He stared at her, confusion written all over his face, so she showed him her arm. 
a pretty paint brush, a inari mask, and a little tattoo of food. His eyes widened, big dark blue iris’s flashing in the light. He slowly pulled out his arm. 
A tattoo of your favourite things were there, decorating his pale smooth skin. You looked back up from his arm to his eyes. And he looked right back at you, his eyes full and content. Slowly a smile grew on his pretty face, as he took your hand, and placed a kiss against your knuckles.
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Sea-Kissed Melody
A canon short story for my fanfiction; You Cure The Light. :)
Disclaimer: This short story has no spoilers for YCTL in it, so it can be enjoyed with or as a standalone piece.
Spoiler-free video by clef heima below. 
                                 Sea-Kissed Melody
Yusuke’s footsteps echoed in a lone corridor, one familiar and often ventured to bask in bonds forged. Treading its various passages, the Servants’ quarter was a place of respite, where residents of the mansion could shed their outer shells and embrace their true selves. In spite of the locale’s name, those who inhabited its many rooms were not perceived as mere housekeepers but instead valued citizens of a shrouded kingdom. All was a pretence, from their uniforms to their rigid words of lordship, and whilst a hierarchy of power was still established, it wasn’t quite alike the visage they perpetuated. Such was one of the kingdom’s many defences against public scrutiny, and while at first Yusuke too had fallen for the mirage, he now knew the truth of this place and the souls which reside within.
With his returned art supplies in hand, he made his way back towards the main floor, having just exchanged warm farewells with Furiaye moments prior. For she had asked to borrow a few of his artistic reserves in order to craft a birthday gift for her twin sister - a charm painted with every fibre of her affection. He was heartened to aid in her wishes, not only because he holds all those here near and dear but also because he cherished when one employed creativity as an expression of love.
As his lips curled at the imagination of Fialy’s endeared smile, he perceived and stilled at the sound of a distant melody, one which resonated akin to the press of piano keys. The tune lasted but a singular moment, as if it were accidental instead of purposed. Confused by such, he thought to concede on its existence, only for it to resume and tickle his ears once more. Wholly intrigued, he began to follow the disjointed sounds, careful to listen for every note. After a few minutes, he found himself lulled towards the entertainment room, a space where any and all could unwind after a hard day’s work.
The fragmented melody now reverberant, he swallowed his slight hesitation and peeked within, only for his eyes to widen in witness. Akira, his beloved partner, stood over a familiar ivory piano, his delicate fingers pressing against its sleek keys at periodic intervals, as if he were appraising them. Tantalised by both his actions and presence, the navy-haired man made his approach - a gentle call on his tongue,
“Akira…?”
His lover swerved around with such startled haste his hand smacked against the keys and evoked a harsh dissonance. His crimson eyes then stared, unnerved, until a sense of calm glowed within, and a sigh of relief fell from his fair lips.
“Ah, Y-Yusuke… What brings you down here?”
His voice, whilst somewhat abashed, brimmed with adored warmth, an affection which ignited Yusuke’s heart every time.
Ignoring the flutter of his chest, the navy-haired man countered, “I could ask you the very same.” He then tilted his head towards the piano, a huff of amusement escaping him. “Although, I suppose the answer itself lies before me. Since when did you slip away for these private sessions?”
“I-I don’t, nor was this my original purpose…” With his lips now pressed together, the raven-haired man averted his gaze momentarily, towards the candles which illuminated the room, and began to awkwardly rub his nape. “I came down here to deliver and cheer Ann with some sweets, given it’s that time of the month for her, but then I… grew distracted on my way back upstairs.”
“Well, aren’t you quite the gentleman.” A charmed smirk flickered upon Yusuke’s countenance. “My own purpose isn’t of equal nobility, for I merely sought to regain some lent supplies.” Brandishing his collection as evidence, he stepped closer, towards the piano and glided his hand over its frame as he approached. “If I recall correctly, you have a history with this piano, yes?”
“M-Mm…” Akira moaned in answer, his eyes shifting to and fro the musical instrument and his love. “My father utilised it to teach me how to play, but I fear all his efforts were for naught thanks to my own neglect.” He then gave a sheepish chuckle. “I doubt I could even play a beginner’s melody now…”
“Hm… Why don’t you put such to the test?” With yet another step, Yusuke closed the small distance between the two, provoking a slight blush upon his partner's cheeks. “After all, I would love to both see and hear you engage in one of your beloved childhood memories.” 
“...I’m unsure. I may end up a nuisance and disturb those around us.”
“I am unconvinced they’d even be able to hear you through these thick walls, let alone perceive your efforts in such a negative light.” As an attempt of reassurance, the navy-haired man caressed his hand over his beloved’s resting upon the piano. “I have been intrigued by your musical talents ever since you first uttered them, and whilst I do not wish to push you beyond your comforts, I would truly be honoured to witness you play.”
Akira’s gaze diverted to their encircled hands, staring at them until a deeper scarlet took hold of his visage, and a soft huff eluded his lips.
“Alright… I suppose it couldn’t hurt to at least try.”
With such words of assent, he flashed an encouraged smile before he manoeuvred to take up residence upon the piano stool and began to stretch his fingers. He then gently pressed a few keys, seemingly to test and revitalise his memory. As he did so, Yusuke watched him with keen ardour, awaiting and anticipating an awe-inspiring performance.
*music*
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A brief silence then commenced, one where their eyes met and held until a calming melody swayed and sprung to life. It began a slow, drifting tune, one which soothed the senses akin to a lullaby before it swelled into further bliss. Its gentle harmony evoked imagery of loving tides, of being swept into a tranquil embrace and its promise of untold refuge. Boundless, its tale of loss and love overflowed, echoed with sufferance and prevail, until it coalesced into reborn hope, into undying reassurance of the morrow.
Without realise, Yusuke had shut his eyes, fallen adrift amidst the song's beautiful euphony. Only once it slowed to a rejoiceful close did he reopen his tender gaze, observing Akira withdraw his fingers from the piano’s magnificence.
Too awestruck to speak, he could only gape at his beloved in pure adoration, so much so it fostered Akira’s abashment.
“S-Satisfied…?” The raven-haired man weakly murmured, his cheeks puffed and flushed by the unabating stare.
Realising his intensity, Yusuke endeavoured to recompose and instead erupted with ardent cheer, “Such feeble words couldn’t even begin to describe the emotions welling within me!” He clamoured, his eyes sparkling akin to stars. “That was beyond phenomenal, my love! The melody, the swell of harmonious notes and the vast tale unveiled in each…! Ah, you have truly blessed me! I thought I understood the full potential of music, but you have bestowed me with the realisation there is still much to learn!”
Surprised yet heartened by his profound praise, Akira sheepishly scratched his cheek and chuckled, “I messed up a few of the first notes, but I’m glad to hear you enjoyed it nevertheless.” His lips then curled with utmost reverence. “Such adulation coming from someone as talented as you is truly an honour, so thank you.”
Confounded, the navy-haired man tilted his head. “But… I have no talents in the world of music.”
“I don’t believe that matters. Music or art, you’ve faced the hardships of creativity for far longer than I have, thus your words hold more weight to me.”
“...Strange perspective, but alright.” Huffing in amusement, Yusuke placed his supplies down and inched to attend his lover’s side. “That song you played… May I ask what’s its name and where you learnt of its brilliance?”
“It’s name…? I’ll leave it up to your imagination,” Akira teased, a playful smirk upon his visage. “My father taught me it, but I am actually unaware of its origin. Perhaps it’s from some far away fantastical world, one which gives life to ours.”
“Hmph, now you’re just being needlessly cryptic…”
“As is my apparent wont,” The raven-haired man giggled, unyielding on his jokester ways. He then gestured towards the piano. “Would you be interested in trying your hand at music? I can attempt to teach you if you wish.”
“Weren’t you undeservingly doubting your abilities moments prior…? How do you suddenly have the confidence to teach?”
“What can I say? A minor, or rather considerable praise from you is enough to ignite my heart.”
Unconvinced yet fascinated, Yusuke gave a nod of assent. “Alright then.”
With his smirk remaining, Akira vacated his seat and implored Yusuke to take the reins. The moment the navy-haired man did so, rested down upon the stool, he felt his partner encroach and press against him from behind. His lover’s fingers then slipped under his own and guided them towards the piano keys - each touch far more sensual than the last.
Flustered by such, Yusuke sensed his cheeks warm as his desire for further intimacy began to swell. He attempted to dismiss, to focus on the lesson at hand, but with a single glance upwards he met his lover’s fond gaze. They stared at one another, brimming and unwavering with adoration until an amused huff escaped Akira, and he inclined to brush their lips together, ever so tantalising. Wholly captivated, Yusuke shifted to further their connection, their tongues gently interlacing as soft moans filled in the stead of music.
With warmed breath, they departed momentarily, exchanging affectionate blinks and words,
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself… You’re far too cute…” Akira chuckled, his fingers brushing against a scarlet cheek. “Shall we resume your lesson?”
“I would love to, but…” Yusuke narrowed his eyes, rubbing his nose against Akira’s as his fingers equally stroked his nape. “I believe I would love your continued touch more…”
“If that is your wish, then…”
The two reunited in their connection, cradling one another close and lulling each other with every adoring caress - their love flowing now and forevermore.
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angelheartgamer · 2 years
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I literally do not know how to use Tumblr in a way that matters, but I am here to scream into the void and beg for someone to take interest in this stupid fucking dp x p5R crossover please
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Danny phantom x persona 5 Royal
Danny would be the death confidante for Akechi, since Akechi would have his own set obviously, he actually doesn't have all the major Arcana tho, only
the tower:Shido
Death: Danny
Judgment: sai
The fool: joker
The hermit : futaba ?(much later)
Akechi himself is the justice card still even from his own perspective.
Danny would be the ace of hearts for joker
Futaba being Goro's half-sister is canon here because I said so.
Also, Danny is 16, akechi is 18 here, because,,,,little brother vibes
Akechi enrolls Danny into jokers school, he meets Sumire and they hang out a bit, which is how he meets joker and through joker, Futaba omg Danny Futaba and Sumi cause the most chaos as a trio, perfect
Akechi, Yusuke, and Hifumi all go to the same school, but because akechi is a 3rd year they don't interact pretty much at all.
Danny upon meeting joker for the first time: you should date my dad actually
As a timeline note, Danny shows up when the actual pt are working on Makoto's palace so that I can have my space station time, but also because,,,,hehe plot.
Danny and akechi making each other realize they were victims of extreme abuse
Akechi much later allowing Danny to absolutely fuck his reputation to fuck with Shido, but also because they're teaching each other how to just be kids. God mutual healing for them pls
Danny upon telling akechi he's king of the infinite realms like: so even if you die, you're still stuck with me
A Kechi not knowing why or how this American teenager is speaking fluent Japanese to him
Danny who doesn't know he's speaking Japanese, or even that he's in Japan for like the first MONTH he's there
Ohya is the one that gets the shot of a Kechi and Danny in shibuya, them trying to sell Danny as akechis "son" is so so funny to me because he's literally only 2 years younger than him, so it's not possible, but they sure did run the article
This is not a Danny gets yeeted to a new universe au the metaverse is just a smaller dimension that exists right between the infinite realms and earth, so in a way ghosts are just shadows after death, shadows form from the self within the self, and if they progress for long enough, once that person dies, their shadow becomes a ghost, it's why even though not all ghosts are evil, there's a lot of them that are
Tucker and Futaba would either be absolute best friends who already knew each other through the hacking community or worst enemies and I can't decide what's better
Futaba is the one to tell tucker and sam that Danny is alive and ok, because Danny is stupid and doesn’t think to tell them
Danny and Akechi paint each other's nails as a form of bonding
Ghost king Danny, ghost speak, blacklight ectoplasm, I just think they're neat
A half written first chapter for this stg I am not writing more someone else do it please
Danny ends up yeeted into Japan after the last episode of his original series, except it didn't go as well as canon, his parents had only faked their acceptance, in all truth once they'd gotten home, he'd been subjected to months of experimenting, jazz had left for college soon after and didn't know anything and Danny, poor Danny, was letting this all happen to himself because he had convinced himself it was out of love, for the greater good. Eventually, he was broken out of this cycle by his friends who'd spent this whole time trying to free him, and once they did they beelined it for the ghost portal, to get as far away as they could, they took Danny to clockwork as they assumed he'd know best what to do next, and he did. He sent Danny to akechi and his friends back to their homes.
Danny, now with extreme PTSD and lots of new scars to go with it, is completely out of it when he first bumps into akechi. He just kinda ends up in the middle of Akechi's living room, staring at his hands and silently crying, and akechi, who just got home from school and watched this child fall out out a portal onto his carpet, considers calling the police for a second before realizing if he filed a report like that it would absolutely fuck his image, headlines like "detective prince akechi finally snapped?" "Child star gone crazy!" "Young detective claims child 'fell out of portal' more on this at 9" and ultimately decides that he will deal with this problem himself. Armed with his (fake because it's for the metaverse and legally he can't own one) gun akechi slowly approaches him and nudges the back of his head, and suddenly his problem disappears, quite literally, into thin air.
Danny, who absolutely panicked at being broken out of his meltdown by the feeling of cold metal against the back of his head (hmmmm how many things could this remind him of, so so many) had gone invisible and fuckin booked it to the closest corner, his mind not clear enough to get him any further, and his energy not high enough to sustain the invisibility. He was curled in a ball arms crossed out in front of him in an attempt to shield himself.
Akechi snaps to attention as suddenly the child is back but in a completely different location, seemingly much more afraid than before. Akechi thinks about it for a moment before lowering his gun and kneeling onto one knee from where he stood, raising his hands in a sign of surrender, to try and show he no longer means harm.
"Hey, it's ok, can I get you some water?"
Clearly being on the offensive wasn't going to make progress and now akechi was much more interested in this boy than he had been.
He runs through a list of things he was taught to do to deescalate a situation. Try basic questions, offer reassurance, space, and make sure not to move too quickly or unpredictably, that last one will be a little hard since his guest is in an unknown place so no matter what he does it'll be unpredictable.
Danny lowered his hands which had started shaking, waiting for the hurt, the next step, something, after hearing the older boy in front of him speak, he said something about water? Danny thought for a moment, this is all a trap, or not real, or both, or maybe hey, just maybe he finally actually died. In which case, the actions he was now taking meant nothing anyways. He opened his mouth to speak but only a hoarse impression of an attempt at speech came out, so instead, he nodded. He was so entirely unsure of his situation, and the tears wouldn't stop, god he just wanted to help, he did everything they asked, so why did it never sto- Danny closed his eyes painfully tight and repeated the word no to himself mentally in an attempt to stop his thoughts from going where they were.
Akechi winced at the sound of the boy's voice, could it even be called that, but took note of the small nod and stood to go retrieve water. Once he had the drink in hand he stood about 5 feet away from the boy and spoke again.
"Can I come over and hand this to you?" He needs to make sure not to send him further into whatever sort of attack he was having, so being overly careful about all his actions was the least he could do.
Danny he was just barely starting to regain his ability to actually breathe, shook his head no rapidly, but had no idea how to communicate his wants without his voice.
"I'll just set it on the floor right here then and go back to where I was"
Was this man an angel? How did he know what Danny wanted, when he hadn't spoken a word? Danny gave an agreeing shake to his head this time and waited for the man to go back and sit down before essentially crawling over to the cup. He relished in the feeling of the water running down his throat, of the concept of kindness being shown to him, for the first time in months.
Akechi waited for the boy to calm fully and seem more at ease before saying he was going to get bedding for him, he'd set him up on the couch, and get him some food (not that akechi had much to offer, but he was sure he could find something) and letting him rest for the night.
What a strange fucked up situation this was, akechi wasn't sure how to feel about any of it, but he did have a growing sense of pity for the boy. He'd clearly been through something, and the whole falling out of thin air onto his floor definitely didn't help. Goro didn't exactly want to subject this child to the things he himself had been through when Shido was experimenting with his abilities, so he'd keep him confined to his house for now while he sorted it all out. On the other hand, akechi doesn't trust this unknown at all, so he'd call in sick to school in the morning, and take a few days off, his grades shouldn't suffer too much given his aptitude for memorization, but it wouldn't exactly be pleasant either.
Speaking of unpleasant things, akechi checks his phone for the time, and looks at the news before sighing and softly telling the boy he was going to sleep, and pointing out where his room and the bathroom were in case either was needed. Goro also knew in the back of his mind somewhere that telling this stranger who had literally disappeared and reappeared right in front of his eyes earlier, where he slept wasn't exactly the brightest idea, but he also knew he wouldn't be sleeping tonight, too busy researching and trying to figure anything he could out. He'd even need to be careful of what he looked into though, considering the kind of mistrust and surveillance Shido had of him, wouldn't want to tip him off now would we?
Danny took the bedding given to him and hulled himself up in a corner ready to stay awake the rest of the night on high alert, or he would have if it wasn't suddenly a completely different time of day, Danny swears he only blinked but in that moment his body must have shut down, after such a long period of abuse and lost sleep, it must have deemed this a safe enough environment to sleep. What had woken him up though was the sound of something falling, he assumes it came from the kitchen nearby, but he hadn't been conscious enough on the outside to process anything else that happened, in fact, he'd almost immediately started panicking again.
Goro poked his head into the living room to see the boy wide awake and staring into nothing with a sense of panic. He wanted to apologize, but he felt speaking and startling the kid out of that state would only make it worse. Maybe he himself had needed to sleep more than he'd imagined though, because as bad at cooking as he was, dropping a frying pan was a new one. What was he even doing with the pan to begin with? He couldn't remember now, the pounding sound had rattled his brain too much.
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glittiewings · 1 year
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not to make a youtube response video in a tumblr post because of One twitter comment insulting yusuke but as much of a bruh moment him essentially blackmailing ann into modelling is i just got thinking about the reason he did it is because it'd be a loss-loss situation either way
this random group of people starts trying to shittalk and spread harmful rumours that yusuke knows isn't true. madarame is a man yusuke has practically given up his whole life for, and while madarame only sees yusuke for the art he creates, yusuke sees madarame as not only the creator behind the sayuri, but as a savior he cannot live without. yusuke is fully dependant on madarame - being given a shelter, the ability to pursue his passion, a scholarship and dinner i guess - and madarame is without a doubt using yusuke's loyalty to his advantage. despite the other students yusuke grew up alongside having left, had their lives ruined, and even died, yusuke stands by madarame's side.
he could've simply just given up on ann and go look for another model when the group started becoming a problem, save madarame the trouble and still deliver the art in time for the deadline - except one of his opening lines to ann is him telling her that she's his saving grace. if he didn't paint her, he wouldn't get this painting done in time or as beautiful as they'd like. he'd disappoint madarame - who specifically mentioned he hoped the painting would turn out wonderful - and be incapable of doing the one thing he can do to give back to madarame. by giving the crew the choice of either ann modelling or him calling the police, yusuke is essentially giving up madarame's safety for a delivered beautiful painting, or the other way around
fun fact, yusuke doesn't say he lives at madarame's place or even lives with him - he says he's allowed residence. he doesn't find that madarame, despite being his legal guardian, is required to house yusuke. ann comments that madarame is friendly and without missing a beat yusuke agrees with her.
we don't exactly know what the "if i could leave i would" is in reference to; it could be as simple as a "i'd like to explore the world with my own eyes but i'm unable to live on my own" or as bad as "i'm in pain but i'm trapped here and cant leave". we also don't know what the anger he painted for the exhibition is caused by either. we do however understand that yusuke recognizes that although he is seemingly okay with the shit madarame does, he has some sort of feeling it's not ideal or even painful (see him doubting when ann calls out that yusuke drew the painting she liked + his slight doubt when ryuji accuses him of lying about madarame not plagiarizing + abusing his students)
there are clearly uncertain feelings about what is right and what's not. yusuke can easily call madarame his foster-father when madarame isn't around, and even seemingly doubts if madarame was a bad person after they've changed his heart. yusuke said it best himself, he doesn't hate his former teacher - even after madarame straight up said he could kill yusuke if he was no longer useful - and yusuke's ideal reality only backs this up (although i cant be bothered to look up that scene for details atm)
even when multiple months has passed and the crew meets madarame again down in the depths of mementos, yusuke is still struggling with deattaching the label of a teacher to madarame - and even questions if what they've done is right when he realizes that changing their hearts may have hurt him to the point futaba has to call him out - because now it got personal !!
i love the yusuke angst as much as the next person, but the amount of people forgetting yusuke's one-sided relationship to madarame is such a shame!! yusuke is struggling throughout the whole game with the drastic change of fully depending on his abuser who he looks up to and offers his everything to, to losing everything he knew besides the art he basically breathes - and even though he's a fictional character who's had every action and thought written out for him in a script, i think yusuke is extremely powerful and an inspiration for being able to make his life work after everything.
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