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What the hell is he--?  Naoto’s frantic attention bounced from Onyx’s body to Ron’s. A whole new wave of panic doubling over her already heightened fear as she watched him rush into the attack’s line of fire. 

“Is he actually insane?!” she huffed through gritted teeth as she forcefully willed herself to stand and run towards him. Mayhaps she too shared in that insanity-- the one that wanted to keep those in battle safe... And yet, when the realization hit that she wouldn’t make it in time to get him out of the way, Naoto launched herself out of the line of fire to call out her own suggestion.

“GET OUT OF THE WAY!”

#Midnight Hour || P4 Verse #event: Rolling Punches #Naoto|| #again. im so freaking sorry. idk what was going on with my stuff. #Save+ File || QUEUED

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To Haru’s merit; she has never done anything like this before. Her concept of romance and the like were heavily influenced by various forms of media she had consumed: recent interactions with books, comics, and video games took the brunt of her inexperience, and naturally fed into her fantasy of what it could possibly be like to share the emotion with someone else… Yet, it felt as though nothing really prepared her for an intense feeling such as this. It was almost like fire– hot, searing through her body, causing a need for more to bubble over her heart. But there wasn’t any pain that often came with burns; just the ache of needing more of him on her skin… More of Ryuji.

Whatever dream she was in, Gods above, please don’t wake her. Not yet. Things like this just don’t happen to girls like Haru… Or so that’s what she managed to convince herself. As an heiress, she was forced taught to value advantageous matches over deep, meaningful connections to catapult the family standing further into the network’s good graces. In her father’s words, “it was always better to be owed favours rather than to owe them!” With this in mind, imagine the surprise Haru felt. To know that Ryuji wanted her for– well, her. Just as she is without a care in the world of her family’s company or her political ties. And hell, was it a liberating feeling! Apart from always feeling safe with Ryuji, Haru also felt happy.

“Ryuji…” she sighed happily once their lips finally met again. The hold he had on her further cemented the idea that this was no dream. They were here together in this shared moment, causing all sorts of heat to rise back up into her face to pain those soft cheeks of hers a glorious shade of pink! Haru caressed her thumbs over his cheeks before allowing her hands to drop slowly towards his shoulders. They stayed there for a spell, then she opted to loop her arms around his neck to draw him in closer. The girl giggled against Ryuji’s lips, parting from his kiss once or twice only to return to him in short pecks:

“Your heart… It’s racing, Ryu… Is.. Am I doing that?? It makes me so.. Incredibly… Happy… If I am…” each word was soft and spoken in between every peck. She might have heard the school bell chime, but honestly, she felt that she couldn’t quite care about returning from free period… At least… Not yet.

#Tethered Worlds || Main #Haru Okumura|| #steamy steamy. #also..? for some reason this never showed up on my notes or notification. #Save+ File || QUEUED

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PROMPTS FOR ACTION, CHAOS, AND DRAMA *  a collection of lines for the more dramatic adventures

put the gun down. now.

nobody leaves unless i say so.

quick! hide!

everyone's out to get you.

can you still walk?

how much money did you lose?

looks like we're stuck in here for a while.

someone has to stay behind.

get down!

i think i'm gonna be sick.

you have my word.

it's too dark in here. i can't see anything.

we're gonna have company!

did you kill them?

shut your eyes. don't look.

is there a problem here?

drop your weapons.

we'll never make it in time.

i think he's one of them.

we can figure this out! stay with me!

hold your breath!

let me make you an offer.

wait, do you hear that? something's wrong.

when i say go, go!

can you think of a better plan?

i'm taking you to the hospital.

i'll get the money, i swear.

someone started all this, and i'm going to find them.

i'll get you out of here. i promise.

we're running out of road!

if you kill me, there'll be nowhere else to hide.

i'll tell you how this is gonna go.

brace yourself!

give me your gun.

where the hell do you think you're going?

i don't know! i'm all turned around. i can't remember where we came from.

give me the password.

i never should have come here. this was a mistake.

do you even know why you're supposed to kill me?

don't give up. please don't give up.

this is going to get nasty.

you should sit down.

i'll cover you.

what's the combination?

shit! the door's jammed!

think i broke something.

this is a terrible disguise. i'm going to get caught.

we need to find something to stick under it to keep it open!

we both know what has to happen here.

i'm staying! i'm right here! i'm staying!

nobody has to get hurt.

we can't let them win.

someone's been here.

this was your idea!

you take the left, i'll take the right.

is that the best you can do?

please just let me live.

hold on! there's more of them!

i'm ready whenever you are.

they're dead, and it's all my fault.

i can't walk. can you carry me?

it's time to end this.

quick, through that door. i hear someone coming.

you just blew our cover!

i'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than that.

can you hotwire a car?

is the wall moving, or is that just me?

no! i'm not leaving without you!

i'm not against you, if that's what you're asking.

the current's too strong!

i think that's blood.

shit, it's a dead end! we're trapped!

hold my hand. we can make the jump together.

oh my god. he's reaching for something.

why didn't you take the shot?

we should get moving before they come back.

this isn't what i signed up for.

do you smell that? what is that?

are you with me?

let's go over the plan one more time.

we've got a serious problem here.

these people will kill you if they have to.

the door's locked. it needs a six digit code.

i think we lost them.

we might be stuck.

which way did they go?

i can't wait to get you back to the room.

let me drive this thing.

there's not enough room for both of us.

it wasn't supposed to happen like this.

you're bleeding.

i'm not sticking around to see what happens.

#fun&games #specify muse or one will be chosen at random !

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soul phase 🌙

#i miss them... not enough to replay the game. #but i miss them #Prince of Death || Ryoji Mochizuki #p3 protagonist

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Finalized that dang muse list. I will restrain from adding more for now I will finish bios tomorrow cause it’s midnight and I work tomorrow~

#contemplating to let the velvet room kids keep their knowledge of save+ files. #i'll cross that bridge when i get there #Ancient Speaks || OOC

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🌼 (For Haru!) "Maybe it's just you hanging around 'em so much, but man, flowers just look too damn natural on you. Makes you look amazin' Haru."

Flowers ~!

Well isn't this sweet! Haru giggled as she grazed her fingertips against the flower placed in her hair. The petals were soft and the scent was just enough there for her to smell it. It made her crave a bit of summer tea!

"I must warn you now, Captain, if you continue to spoil me... I will be more than happy to return the favour!" It may have just been a flower, but to Haru it was more than that. It was a proof that they were together: living in that moment. This flower is definitely going to pressed later tonight.

#Waxed Seal || inbox #Haru Okumura||

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The silence that hung between them was pure agony.  Many times in the heiress’ life, she was told that the loudest sound she could ever hear was silence. Of course, it never made a shred of sense to her at the time, how could silence be that loud?? But as she got older, she realized how much weight words had on others, and ultimately, how heavy they were when she used them ‘carelessly’... But still, even in the scared pocket she found herself in, Haru would keep true to her words-- they were the truth, and she wasn’t afraid of that. 

However, that blasted silence continued to eat away at her courage anyway. Did she actually say something wrong? Was she a fool to believe that Ryuji could feel even a bit of what she had for him?  She sighed, feeling completely gaslit to the point of exhaustion, and soon decided it would be a good time as any to back out of Ryuji’s grasp... But then she head her name spill past his lips, beckoning her attention to focus him again. 

His eyes held her still as a willing captive; something about them were fierce, yet she felt so completely safe. He made her feel safe... He always had a way to make her feel safe.  As she felt his arm pull her flush against his damp, cold form, Haru felt a warmth instantly radiate through her body; even more so when she felt his hand comb through her hair.  In that moment, she felt a neediness arise in her as the anticipation of what comes next began coaxing that inner voice to yell at her to get a grip... But the moment his lips met hers, that all fell quiet-- a different kind, a better kind.

The kiss was short but sweet, and it was enough to melt away that anxiety she had growing earlier. In place of that anxiety, a fluttering emanated now in her chest. Never, even in her wildest dreams, did she think that Ryuji would ever want...Well, her.  With a heart full of love, Haru couldn’t help but giggle softly. And with a few short nods in approval, she hoped it would be enough of an answer for him. But just in case, 

“Yes... Please?” she brought both her hands up to cradle his face. Part of her wonders if he could hear how fast her heart was beating, it definitely sounded loud to her. “Ryuji.. Would you, as you said, kiss me proper?”

#Tethered Worlds || Main #Haru Okumura|| #ovo oh is right. #god this took a month... work sucks -.-;;

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Send 🌼 to put a flower in my muse's hair!

Specify what kind of flower!

#fun&games #specify muse or one will be chosen randomly #active muses: velvet room siblings. ryoji. rise. haru. #slowly trying to get muse for these kids

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Haru kissed a boy ~!

[ oh nonnie. She's about to lol ]

-insert shy fluffy thief noises here-

#mobile blogging

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True, everyone has weaknesses; Haru knew she had a good number of them under her own belt. From her own forms of jealousy to even a bit of competitiveness, she knew her personal green demons well enough to understand where Ryuji may be coming from. As she continued to wonder what other sort of weaknesses she might need to work on, there was that beat of silence that drew Haru out of her thoughts. She directed her gaze back up to Ryuji, not exactly expecting him to explain himself further, just silently giving him the acknowledgement that she was there actively listening to whatever he wanted to get off his chest.

Oh, that was kind. Haru couldn’t help but chuckle at Ryuji’s words as her face began to heat up again. It was nice to know that she was being considered ‘the sweetest’ out of the entire group… Even if she knew that Akechi might fervently disagree with the sentiment. They weren’t exactly friends at present, and keeping him at arm's length was good enough for her anyway… Hopefully, she’d be able to forgive him some day, but right now… Goro Akechi was still on her list. No, her head shouldn’t be filled with him, she was more than content in spending her time and thoughts with Ryuji– who, she realized, was still a little damp from her surprise attack earlier.

Just as she was about to suggest they find him that dry set of clothes now, it seemed that it was Ryuji’s turn to catch her by surprise yet again. In truth, she wasn’t exactly paying much attention with how close they were getting. It wasn’t until she heard him ask about ‘Haru time’... More so about how he would go about getting more of it, that she noticed how little the space between them had gotten. He was almost a breath away now; yet the call of his eyes seemed to dare and beckon her closer. Would Haru continue to stop herself if he simply asked her to–

Hard stop.

She really shouldn’t go down that impure rabbit hole again…But for some unknown reason, Ryuji always made it easy to get there. Still, he asked her a question, and she’ll be damned if he doesn’t get a truthful answer. Another beat of silence; the electricity between them starting to crack with anticipation as she slowly drew her face a little closer to his. Slowly, she reached her free hand up to brush her fingertips against his cheek; almost scared that he’d disappear if she moved too fast.

”Greedy?” Haru echoed softly as she began tracing his bottom lip, “Ryu-kun… Would you believe me if I said you needn’t do anything but ask?” How bold. Haru knew she was already too far gone to take anything back… But these were her true feelings, and if there were anyone she wanted to know that– damn right, it would be Ryuji.

#Tethered Worlds || Main #Haru Okumura|| #... i can only apologize to ryuji at this point ngl. #remember how i said the train was taking off??? i fear it might run off the tracks.

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[ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] (For Haru! A nice lil shoulder rub after a hella long day.) "Care about the muscles was bread n' butter up in track. So lemme take care of ya a lil bit."

Five Senses

Haru would be lying if she said that her body hasn't been killing her lately. On top of her usual gardening lifts and secret dance sessions, she has been hitting the gym a lot more due to stress from school atop the work from her father’s company. For the fluffy haired heiress, the use of the gym was a means of feeling in control of her current situations… Haru could choose when to start and where to stop, she could choose the number of weights to lift, and she could choose how many reps she needed for the day. All this to say… Haru was definitely feeling the strain, and yet, it still surprised her that others seemed to notice her tensing discomfort.

Ryuji, however, was the first to offer some sort of help- to which Haru was incredibly grateful for. At first, however, Haru was a little hesitant; she was taught to keep others at a distance. Her father would often warn her that the closer you let people in, emotionally or physically, the easier it was for them to hurt you. As a child, Haru never quite understood that logic, that is until she tried making friends. Let’s just say being an heiress made it difficult to find genuine connections, but with her friends, with Ryuji– she was learning to let herself trust in them more. They definitely made it easy.

Soon enough, the heiress relaxed under her friend’s touch, so much so that she began to lean into his form to give him free range on her body. Here and there, she heard herself reacting to his work; hissing when he found a knot, and letting out soft, breathy moans of content when he managed to get them out. Haru didn’t mind it though. She just hoped Ryuji didn’t either.

A few minutes into the massage and Haru barely picked up on a scent… Is this…? Lavender? It was certainly something on the floral side, but really, it was a lot more tasteful than the usual Salonpas patch scent she’s become sooo accustomed to smelling.

”Ah… You must allow me to return this favour someday, Ryuji-kun… This is heavenly.” Haru took a minute to really feel her friend’s fingers on her skin– taking note how calloused they felt,but oh, how strong yet delicate his touch was. Another sigh of relief escaped her when he managed to work out that deep tissue knot she was having trouble with, then she fully just allowed herself to lean completely into him… Back to chest, she could feel the rise and fall of his breathing– now this was heaven.

#Waxed Seal || INBOX #Haru answers ! #crossxskulled

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What a thing to say… But honestly, Haru would be lying if she said she didn't share the same sentiment.

She already had a taste of what death can dish out at a personal level with her father; she really didn’t need to think about how she’d feel if he returned for one of her dear friends or even her, for that matter…Regardless, Haru knew that if he did, not a single one of them would go without a good fight. That thought alone managed to calm the bubbling anxiety that came with the topic, but then one look up to find Ryuji’s smiling face and oh, how her heartbeat sped at the newer, fluttering feeling she got at the mere sight of him.

How lucky was she? To even be allowed to witness such a side to the academy's delinquent… This goofy, yet passionate captain of the phantom thieves… Her captain, if she may ever be so bold to claim out loud. Haru giggled now that the heavier feeling finally dissipated to make room for this sweet, more playful sensation to take over. She allowed it to radiate from her chest to slowly warm the rest of her body while she listened more.

Ah, Futaba-chan’s heart. Haru nodded. From what she can remember, they went to her palace before hers. Even if she did know them at that time, she would probably not be much help anyway.

!!!

Ryuji’s laugh was strong; damn near scared her with how close they were. But despite that, it was contagious. Haru couldn’t help finding her own giggle when he voiced his desire to find respite from the cold… Poor dear must have been freezing. As he began leading the way back into the school building, Haru felt a shiver go through her form once the artificial heat from the heaters passed through her. Suppose she was so lost in thought and concern that she didn’t feel the cold nipping at her skin after offering her jacket… But of course, she knew if this felt like heaven to her, it would be paradise for her washed up Captain Skull.

Haru relished in the warmth provided by the radiators as well as in that fluttering feeling Ryuji always seemed to give her whenever it was just the two of them. The off comment about being jealous of the plants, however, got Haru giggling again.

”Jealous? I never would have tacked you as the jealous type… Especially of the flora variety,” Haru gave his hand another squeeze, “Why ever would you feel jealous of the plants, Ryuji-kun? I’m not lacking in showing your or the rest of our friends affection, am I?” A genuine question despite the playful delivery of it. Haru really did hope that she wasn’t at all depriving her friends of the love and support she regularly feels for them, and well, if she was… She’d hope they’d tell her so she could remedy that problem.

#crossxskulled #Tethered Worlds || Main #Haru Okumura|| #ah yes.let's go forth with our usual fun~

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stone butch blue, leslie feinberg

#tbt #Haru Okumura|| #Margaret Velvet|| #Theodore Velvet||

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“Hey, how long ‘til next year?” “Oh, it’s almost time”. PERSONA 4 GOLDEN  ▴  23 / –

#tbt

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Sometimes I wonder how Haru functions at home: 

I picture a decently large estate, fit for an Heiress, and she only knows certain rooms because they were sanctioned off for her by her father; keeping her away from his business, ideas, and/or transactions, and deepening the rift between the two. So, Haru only properly knows her room, the garden, and the library in comparison to the whole estate, right?  Now, can you imagine how much colder the house became after Kunikazu died? How scared she must have been to look into previous locked doors? To even look through her father’s work, and finding out exactly what sort of man he’s become? I wonder if she even tried to go through the rest of the house during her time in high school since I doubt she really had real time to mourn properly. So like.. She only entertained her friends in the rooms she knows well, that way she can hide the fact that she’s always felt lonely at home. 

#i think about Haru a lot. especially on holidays #Ancient speaks ?! #The Beauty Thief || Haru Okumura

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i like my coffee how i like my coffee—i like my coffee :- )

#tbt

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Haru: Each time I tell you those three words, I mean them more and more.

Ryuji: We dem boys.

#Captain My Captain || HaruJi #The Beauty Thief || Haru Okumura #sometimes... i can't explain why. but it give me serotonin