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may-lutlone · 4 months

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the last drop of illustrations for this lovely fic

amazing work 10/10 would draw illustrations again

the previous parts 1 | 2

kofi <3

#persona 5 fanart #persona 5 #goro akechi #akira kusuru #digital fanart #persona 5 fic #morgana was late #artists on tumblr #procreate #shuake #akeshu #akeshu fic #ao3 fanfic

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siderealscribblings · 5 days

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LeBlanc Coffee and Curry Honolulu, Hawaii

Jimmy Tanaka’s Japanese was godawful, but he had grandparents that lived in Okinawa so Sojiro made an effort to help him practice. He had done so much evil in his life that a handful of good deeds would do little to cleanse his soul, but Sojiro hoped that the occasional act of kindness would at least earn him a kinder form of damnation.

Jimmy spoke Japanese with all the hallmarks of a young man alienated from his parents’ culture, drawing out the u in Sojiro’s last name until it sounded like he was saying “Sah-KOO-rah” despite his gentle admonishments. Still, he was a breath of fresh air among the aging Japanese expats and locals that typically flooded his cafe. They would cluster around the front stoop, grousing about tourists and playing cards while they smoked and waited for their orders to arrive. It wasn’t too popular; Sojiro never made it a point to advertise. Advertising invited unwanted attention, which Sojiro had avoided successfully for years.

Hiding in a bustling tourist city on American soil offered him more protection than hunkering down in a bolt-hole somewhere in Japan. S.E.E.S. might be bold enough to march armed into hell, but not bold enough to provoke a response from the United States. The rather liberal Yankee gun-policy meant that Sojiro could reliably stow a weapon under his register without too many eyebrows being raised. He had never been a field operative and would likely die in any fair gunfight. But he kept it meticulously oiled and loaded and never far from reach. The other shoe was going to drop someday, and Sojiro would be ready for it when it finally did.

Until then, he had work to do; at home, and at the restaurant slinging plates of warm curry and hot coffee.

“Jimmy, order for Table 2!” Sojiro called in Japanese, sliding two katsu curry plates onto a tray and ringing the doorbell.

“Table…” The young man’s brow furrowed, trying to remember his Japanese. “Ah, naruhodo!”

Do you really? Sojiro thought, watching the young man walk to Tables 3, 4, and 5 before finally remembering what the Japanese word for two was. Then again Sojiro’s English was only adequate after nearly a decade abroad. Between the two of them, they had enough English and Japanese experience to carry on a full conversation in two broken languages.

“You get the overseas news, Sa-ku-ra-san?” Jimmy asked as he returned behind the counter.

“Nah…been busy,” Sojiro grunted in English, cracking open a glass coke bottle and taking a sip. Synthesizing baalsulfuric aether with components outside the Metaverse was impossible, so naturally it took a whole week of sleepless nights to figure out how to do it. “Anything interesting?”

“Some hella yabai stuff going on,” Jimmy whistled. “Bunch of…uh… thieves?”

“Thieves?” Sojiro snorted. “What did they steal?”

“Nothing yet; they’re like crazy, uh… hacker thieves,” Jimmy said after a moment of fumbling with the pronunciation. “Took over a radio station or something I guess; started making threats to the police and a bunch of famous people.”

“That so?” Sojiro chuckled. Everyone is a drama queen these days.

“They got a couple of babes with them though,” Jimmy said, scrolling through his phone and pulling up an image clipped from one of the broadcasts. “Check out the blonde in the catsuit.”

Sojiro sighed, leaning over to look at Jimmy’s phone for a moment before turning back to the stove. “She’s a bit young for me, but I guess she’s up your- wait! ”

Panic raced through Sojiro as he suddenly reached out and grabbed Jimmy’s phone before he could tuck it away. “Let me see that again.”

Jimmy’s smirk spread as he passed Sojiro the phone. “Told ya she was hot…though the chick in the biker gear has some nice legs too.”

Sojiro was half listening, eyes tracing the lines of glowing energy that snaked under the thieves’ masks in disbelief. “H-How long have they been robbing people?! Have they appeared in public or just on the news?! When did they show up?!”

“Uh…” Jimmy blinked, struggling with the flood of Japanese. “I don’t really know…maybe a few weeks, or so ago? The forums are all buzzing with gossip but- hey!”

“Watch the shop!” Sojiro called over his shoulder, grabbing his pistol and tucking it into the waistband of his slacks. “And send me that link!”

Sojiro heard his protegee call something back to him but couldn’t hear what over the pounding in his own ears. The afternoon sun cast long shadows on the sidewalk as he made it towards his car parked in a side-alley. He whipped out a pocket mirror, carefully inspecting the undercarriage for misplaced wiring or lumpy blocks of C4 before sliding into the driver’s seat and tearing out onto the main road.

Traffic was infuriatingly dense on the way back to his unassuming white house tucked away in the corner of an unassuming neighborhood. The money from his previous career could have furnished beachfront property, yet the small, overgrown home far away from the tourist spots had been perfect. Neighbors were friendly, but old, blind, and hard of hearing; if the gadget in the basement blew up, it would only kill those who had lived full lives already. Heavy iron bars rattled on the front door as Sojiro’s hands shook trying to open it, the eye of a single security camera following him into the house as he slammed and bolted the door behind him.

"Hey!" Sojiro called into the house. "Get up here; you need to see this!"

Start from the Beginning

#p5 fanfic #polythieves #akeshu fic #feat. Sumire's ex and the stick up Mitsuru's ass #shuake fic #devil summoner akechi goro #demon hunter au

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enlacinglineswrites · 1 year

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'Opposing Eden,' a shuake/akeshu fantasy AU rated T.

Vampire Goro/human Akira 🦇

Chapter 4/5 up now!

Akira and Goro discuss the past, the future and make a decision.

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#shuake fic #shuake #akira x goro #protagonist x akechi #akeshu fic #akeshu #goro akechi

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diabla616 · 1 year

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Maruki gives him two options on the 2nd February, but Maruki's not the only powerful being Akira Kurusu has become acquainted with over his year in Tokyo - and one of these wants to offer what help she can.

#persona 5 royal #my fic #goro akechi #akeshu #2/2 #akeshu fic

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engraved10 · 5 months

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#persona 5 #shuake #akeshu #goro akechi #akira kusuru #ren amamiya #persona 5 protagonist #my art #I've had brainrot for 6 years but my fanart tipping point was replaying the game and reading fic religously for 3 months

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vick-shimmer · 3 months

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Fanart based on shuake fanfic 🎱🍻❤️‍🔥

"Tension" by @thepinkbitchfics

#this fic was such a treat #happy 2/2 #shuake fanart #shuake #akeshu #goro akechi #ren amamiya #persona 5 fanart #persona 5 #p5 #persona 5 royal #p5r #my art #persona #atlus

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beyondplusultra · 1 month

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And here's my second piece for @rivalszine, a collaboration with @malevolentmango. I had the pleasure of making an illustration for their beautiful fic, all the words i couldn't say.

It's a beautiful read! Make sure to check it out!

#persona 5 #p5 #goro akechi #akira kurusu #akeshu #shuake #ren amamiya #rivals zine #my art #art 2024 #THE FIC IS SO LOVELY YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!#MANGO SALAD!!!

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mafuwara · 26 days

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Comic gift for @swerveysilks's fic Marvel at Flowers You'll Have Made!

It was a challenge to do because it's pretty much my first comic in years but I had a lot of fun!!

B&W version ↓

I tried to do the thing on those soulmate au when people don't see color until they see their soulmate but it ended up pretty cheesy so it's there as a second option lmao

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sketchy--akechi · 9 months

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Sinners and Saints

✨Rating: Teen And Up Audiences ✨Word Count: 3,642 In the night of November 20th Akechi has a panic attack - good thing Akira survived the interrogation room, and can pick locks. Realized I haven't posted the oneshot fic I wrote a while ago here yet, so here you go! Have fun >:3

#persona 5 #persona 5 royal #p5r #shuake #akeshu #akira kurusu #kurusu akira #ren amamiya #amamiya ren #persona 5 joker #persona 5 protagonist #goro akechi #akechi goro #liz art #liz fics

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svnnnne · 1 month

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life to flower; my spotlight art for batbeato's fic for @rivalszine

#myart #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #ren amamiya #p5 #akeshu #shuake #goro akechi #p5r #akira kusuru #please give the fic a read!!#i promise u wont regret it #just note the tags haha - but i promise it is good and beautiful!!!

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palalife · 3 days

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Pocket Watch - by mylilakirameowmeow

Before reading this fic I cannot believe how much impactful angst, story and character development you can have in a giant 500k words 🔞smut fic, but omg what a crazily intense and amazing story.

Mind the tags—definitely not for the faint of heart nor for everyone, but what a ride 🥹

I am not kidding about how intense this story, it is very very 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

#art #fanart #persona 5 fanart #ren amamiya #persona 5 #goro akechi #persona 5 protagonist #akechi goro #akeshu #fic rec

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jmgangel · 7 months

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When Futaba realizes she has a crush on Sumire she asks Akiren for relationship advice. Then she does the opposite of whatever he suggests cause she’s seen Shuake and she’s trying to avoid that.

#this is a joke I love shuake I swear #I’m gonna keep throwing fic ideas into the void until I either forget about them or go back and write them #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #futaba sakura #sumire yoshizawa #sumitaba #shuake #akeshu #justmythoughts

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siderealscribblings · 4 months

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Devil Summoner Akechi Goro vs the Phantom Thieves

Canto III: Devils in the Details

S.E.E.S. Kyoto - Training Hall Kyoto, Japan 5:05 a.m.

The sound of steel thwacking against wood could be heard from across the base and Sanada Akihiko knew there was no other place his commander could be at such an ungodly hour.

The traditional design of S.E.E.S.' master headquarters had changed little in the two hundred years since the Order of Yatagarasu was founded. Tokugawa Ietsugu had surpassed his legendary ancestor by uniting hundreds of secretive demon hunting clans under the banner of the Shogunate. While S.E.E.S. had long since outgrown the humble devil hunter roots and rebranded itself as a modern paramilitary organization, its history was on full display in the old capitol building.

“Akihiko-senpai?” Akihiko’s head turned as a young brown-haired man jogged up behind him, still dressed in a sweatshirt and warmup joggers from his morning run. A pale shiba inu nipped at his heels, jogging ahead and nuzzling Akihiko’s hand as he reached out to pet him.

“Have we heard from Tokyo yet?” Amada Ken panted, tugging his earbuds out and stowing them in his pocket.

“Just heard from Shirogane; looks like things went as smoothly as could be expected,” Akihiko said, scratching Koromaru behind the ears.

“Niijima-san is alive then?” Ken asked. “What about-”

“Yoshizawa is fine,” Akihiko said with a crooked smile. “Akechi too but I guess you don’t care that much about him .”

“C’mon, don’t make me sound heartless,” Ken sighed, looking around and dropping his voice to a whisper as he leaned closer to Akihiko. “ Is it true that we had Fiends break through the barrier last night?”

“Still trying to sort that out; I wouldn’t put too much stock in the reports coming out of Tokyo until we can get down there and figure out what the hell Narukami's people are doing,” Akihiko sighed, leading Ken towards the training hall at the far side of the base.

Cold morning dew hung on the trees lining the open courtyard, breath coming in clouds from Kirijo Mitsuru’s mouth as her Polish saber thwacked against wooden training dummies, cutting deep grooves in the battered oak. Her hair was bound in a tight bun, scarred arms left bare as her sword glinted in the morning sunlight. If the chill bothered her, she made no complaint; Mitsuru darkly joked that she got all her crying out when she was ten.

Given all that she had endured when she was ten (and all that she had endured since ), Akihiko wouldn’t begrudge her the odd tear every now and then.

The only other figure in the courtyard sat perched on a wooden railing along the side, a cup of coffee in one hand and beanie shoved over an unruly mop of brown hair. His eyebrows raised in greeting as Akihiko and Ken slid on each side of him, tearing a chunk off a bun croissant and tossing it to the dog at Ken’s feet.

“What a fucking mess…” Aragaki Shinjiro grumbled, sipping his caramel latte with a wince. “Way too early to deal with these unholy monsters.”

“The Phantom Thieves or the Board of Directors?” Akihiko chuckled.

“It’s never too early to take a bite out of a demon but it’s cruel to make us deal with Chairman Shithead before the sun’s even warm,” Shinjiro sighed, breath clouding in front of his face.

“He called?” Akihiko asked.

“Called, texted, emailed; the geezer even sent us a fucking fax when we weren’t prompt enough with our replies,” Shinjiro grumbled. “Of course, Mitsuru ain’t tripping over herself to indulge his curiosity which has only got his non-existent hair in a knot.”

“The Board can wait until I’ve finished my workout,” Mitsuru called from across the courtyard, saber biting into the dummy’s wooden neck. “The way things are going, I don’t think the Chairman will begrudge me brushing up on my swordwork.”