akirchi

[akirchi]

LIGHTING A CANDLE!

“i hate all of you, and nothing can change that.”

— characters: akira kurusu / ren amamiya, akechi goro

— pairing: akira x gn! reader, akechi x gn! reader (can be seen as romantic or platonic) , akechi x akira

— content warning: swearing , mention of decapitated heads , murdering cognitive , flirting , depression , r! is a wildcard , r’s! phantom thirf get up isnt explicitly described, rather long.

it was like last time but this time you turned out… different? it was like someone lighting you up with a lighter— like lighting a candle but you were the wax this time, not the lighter, melting every time someone relighted it.

you were burning out, and you were not getting better. since when was the last time you actually felt like you accomplished something?

the last time you made someone proud? the last time someone appreciated you or the hard work you do?

when was the last time you were so happy? felt like you were unstoppable? felt like you were worthy of being in their presence?

why were you a wildcard? there was nothing special about you unlike them. they were special, why’d you think you were special like them?

they can accomplish more then you can. grabbed their diplomas and left you in the dust, with what? they didn’t bother texting you? calling you? when was the last they cared about you?

all of your friends succeed in your dream and you stuck here, being a useless, scum bag, author. you were a famous writer now sure, but why’d you think it was like to ann’s modeling job? yusuke’s art? akechi and akira’s detective work?

you were slowly running out of will, and the fire is almost burned out…

“god, are you stupid, [name]?” you groaned while dragging a hand down your face, your black sweater getting scrunched up as you shoved your hands back into your pockets to look at a familiar place.

leblanc. the place your friend group solely promised to meet up every time they had a break, like right now on this entire break. you swallowed a bundle of saliva and forcing yourself to walk to the door.

shaky hands taking the door knob and opening it, the bell ringing and the place going silent to look at whoever opened the door before it erupted to loudness.

“[name]! omg, it’s been so long since i saw you!” ann greeted first with a hug, as you stood there awkwardly and patting her back. her separating, letting her take in your appearance.

“woah! [name], you look a lot skinner and paler!” ryuji said, almost sounding like a insult to anyone who was outside the friend group.

it was obvious that you were gonna make a snarky reply but it shocked everyone when you didn’t but mumble a uh-huh and went to sit yourself beside makoto, going onto your phone.

everyone thought you were just in a sour mood since your two bestfriends weren’t here yet, so they went back to conversing with eachother.

it was so insufferable to be here. the noise felt like someone was drilling into your head, the way they didn’t bother checking up on you. ignoring you like you were just a crumb on a table.

that was until the bell rang again, there stood in all their glory; akechi and akira, the former phantom thieves went up to the two, one gritting their teeth and clutching their fist, sneaking out quickly when everyone was distracted.

the person disappearing all of a sudden didn’t go unnoticed to the two, you were the first person they laid eyes on and the first person they wanted to see on this meetup.

you declined any other meetup, you stopped responding with a decent flow, you just… disappeared off the gc. you never opened it until a few months ago, and that was when this meetup was planned.

the two of them missed you dearly. you were the one who kept them in shape whenever it was just the three of you exploring mementos despite it being such dangerous for a low number of people but hey, you three weren’t the strongest for no reason.

no one knew what you were going through, you didn’t blame them— i mean, you never told anyone about your problems. how were they supposed to know? this was entirely your fault, and you take full responsibility.

“so, you think [name]… has a palace?” a hangout that was supposed to be fun had turned a drastic one. the air was tense and no one dared to cut it. they should’ve noticed it sooner, you walked in acting differently and then disappeared.

“it’s most likely. the odds are there but we’re not really sure. something’s clearly bothering them and it’s formed into a bigger problem.“ akechi placed a hand underneath his chin, clearly hiding behind a mask to cover up the fact that he’s worried and would rather deal with this problem himself.

“either way, have you found out their code words?” futaba pointed out, standing up from the booth. akira and akechi looked at each other for second and nodded, as akira pulled out his phone.

[name] [lastname]

prison

shibuya

the room flickered a bit, sudden memories of their early phantom thieves activities rushing through their head. they truly did miss the thrill of running through palaces, yet they didn’t expect one to be their fellow teammate.

ann sighed, looking down at her lap guilty, “to think they’d have a palace.” yusuke hummed in response, “they think shibuya is a prison for them?” akira pulled his lips into a straight line.

he had remembered how you wanted out of shibuya, to travel the world without any shackles. it’s sorta ironic that you’d think shibuya was like a prison for you, he could almost give a pity laugh.

“enough chit-chatting. let’s go find their treasure.” makoto stood up, saying those words sternly with everyone on board with her words. akechi sighed and pushing himself off the counter, sending the leader of the phantom thieves a look before they were sent off into your palace.

joker looked down, seeing himself and everyone else in their costumes which… confused him. you saw them as threats? you? someone who had always cherished the rest and never crossed them? he guesses things might’ve changed these past years.

as they descended into the palace, cognitive versions of the others had emerged, each one posing as boss and one of the seven deadly sins. what confused him more was that him and crow were nowhere to be seen when they had reached your treasure.

“that was…”

“short yet lonesome?”

“short and annoying, but yeah. that works too.” ryuji replied to futaba, “so, what now? send a calling card and steal the treasure—“ “no. this was far too easy. the last palaces we’ve encountered, we’ve all met the cognitive versions of the holders, we’ve seen none of them.” akechi cut ryuji off, a rather strict and suspicious tone in his words.

makoto agreed with him, adding onto his statement, “haven’t you noticed? all the troublesome shadows we’ve fought have been us, but we haven’t seen joker’s and crow’s yet. which means…”

the sound of hands clapping had echoed through the room, “i applaud you for catching on so fast.” your disoriented voice made everyone snap their head towards shadow you.

your eyes once so bright had looked so dull. shadow you were dressed in your phantom thieves getup (mask off), it almost fooled everyone if it weren’t for your voice and how dull everything about you looked.

with the snap of your fingers, your treasure was gone and multiple prison guards had appeared and pointed their guns at them. akira narrowed his eyes at you, seeing how your eyes were pinned onto the two of them, a look of absolute disdain in your eyes.

“don’t tell me you don’t know?” akechi scoffed at your words, not threatened by the multiple guns pointed at them, “indulge us with your story then.” your eyes snapped towards him, the barrels of the guns now aimed at his head earning multiple gasps.

“i’m gonna be honest with you guys,” your back was faced towards them, not even sparing them a glance when those words were spat out, “i hate all of you, and there’s nothing that can change that.”

with that you disappeared. your words staining something in all of their hearts. was this how you truly felt about them? did you actually enjoy them? where did everything go wrong?

your words dug a deeper pain in the two boys hearts. the one who kept them from fighting each other, hated them..? they didn’t wanna believe it but it came from you, even though it was the shadow version of you, it was still you.

“joker, crow! watch out!” oracle’s voice yelled out, two unknown figures came out, one going for joker first as two daggers clashed.

standing infront of him was the other version of himself, face completely voided of… well, a face. joker looked towards crow, seeing him in the same predicament before joker clicked his tongue and kicked the cognitive version of himself back.

“we gotta get out of here!” morgana shouted out through the chaos, turning into a van with everybody rushing in and pushing past multiple obstacles to get back to the entrance.

akira leaned back against the seat of the booth, panting heavily with a hand clutching onto his shirt. everyone seemed exhausted, mainly because this was the first time they did a palace run within one day.

“so, [name] does truly hate us.” haru muttered underneath her breath, face drooping in sadness as the words sunk in properly. “h-hey.. we don’t actually believe that, right? there’s no way they actually hate us.” ryuji’s commented, voice wavering and trying so hard to cling onto past memories for hope.

“i’m… afraid they do hate us. cognitive versions of different people are usually how they really are and how they truly feel, so… yes, [name] does hate us.” makoto answered, voice filled with disbelief.

akechi stood up abruptly and left, akira following after closely.

“those two are gonna take the news harder. after all, the three of them were so closely knitted, it’s hard to imagine that [name]’s hated them for so long.” morgana mumbled, his body curling up into himself.

“[name].” the stern voice of akira broke you out of your shock. you looked up at the two people you hated with all of your heart with a raised eyebrow, “what?” the lack of kindness in your voice shoved a knife into their hearts.

akira didn’t hesitate and pulled you into a hug, feeling your body tense, your arms on the side of your body. you gritted your teeth, fists clutching— fuck this. fuck him. fuck akechi. thinking they can do this all of a sudden without checking up on you throughout the months you were lonely.

“get off me.” akira’s grip on your tightened, his face burying itself onto the top of your head, “akira, i said get off me.” akechi’s hand placed itself on top of akira’s shoulder, a stern look on his face.

he finally let you go, seeing how you put a distance between the three of you, “nice seeing you two i guess.” you muttered through your disdain before walking away fast.

“let’s go. i did my part.” akechi chuckled lightly, “ever the trickster, huh?” akira’s lips pulled into a light smirk, “that was purely rhetorical, don’t take it seriously.” way to kill the mood.

everyone stood infront of the treasure, seeing it being a photo of everyone together before they all went their separate ways. seeing how they used to be so young and so close brought memories back, how everyone had became a close knitted friend group until graduation.

“you had the audacity to hug me and send a calling card, but didn’t bother to even send a ‘hi’? don’t worry i don’t hate you guys for that. i have much different reasons.” your disoriented voice echoed through the now different scenery outside on-top of your palace.

low-and-behold, you, with joker and crow’s heads reserved in a cylindrical tanks filled with water. the sight made the two boys stomachs churn at the gruesome sight of ‘themselves’.

shadow you could tell how it got the others uncomfortable, it brought a smile onto your face. “don’t think so deep into it. i just helped you with your problem.”

“we didn’t need your help.” those words had made you drop the smile rather fast, “i don’t need your help either.” you scoffed, hatred absolutely fuelling your body.

“i don’t need your help. i never needed it! i didn’t need it back then! i don’t need it now—“ your hands went up to tug at your hair, everything around you becoming a blur. the sight of you going into a frenzy state made joker take a step forward.

“no! stay away. i hate you. i’ve always hated you! i hated you all. i hated how all of you just left me alone! don’t try and force yourself back into my life.” your voice went down an octave, you snapped your fingers, a deformed version of your persona stood in front of you, defending you from any harm.

“try and keep up now—“ you were cut off by a bullet going through you. your hands went up to the wound, your body swaying back and forth as you jumped down from on top of the cylindrical tank, gun still held up and pointed towards the shadow version of yourself.

“if you kill me… you die too.” your own words made you frown, arm returning back to your side as you turned your back on everyone, “do me a favour and let go.” you looked back at yourself, walking close to the ledge and jumping off, disappearing from the place.

“i… i’m sorry. it was my fault. i never reached out and i never told anyone how i truly felt. i’m so sorry.” you apologized through a shaky tone, shadow you fading away and leaving the group photo on the ground.

“it couldn’t be this easy.” haru commented, looking at makoto worryingly, “still. we got it easy, let’s head out now.” morgana ordered as he noticed the palace was beginning to crumble.

“welcome back. a two day palace run, i’m rather shocked.” you turned to the group when the entered lé blanc, a cup of coffee in front of you as you praised them.

everyone stayed quiet as they stared at you in disbelief and surprise, “don’t look at me like that. you’re acting as if i had due date.” you scoffed, taking a sip of your coffee before you yelped when ann had rushed in and hugged you, the coffee spilling onto the counter.

“[name]! i’m so so so so sorry i never checked up on you! or even tried to hang out with you! i’m sorry.” she apologized, the sudden apology sending you into a burst of red filled with embarrassment.

“yeah, we’re all sorry we didn’t see the signs sooner, we did miss you.” why were they all apologizing? wasn’t it supposed to be you apologizing? you made them go through your own mess, and they’re apologizing? what a weird bunch.

you stared at them weirdly after recovering from your embarrassment, “don’t look at us like that!” ryuji suddenly butted in, approaching you and taking you into a headlock, “you went mia on us! you didn’t even show us your newest books!” the sounds of you asking for help brought laughter into the café.

“yeah, i know! i already apologized for that, dumbass!” you escaped from ryuji’s grasp, slapping the back of his head, “clean up the coffee spill if you wanna make up to me.” you ordered ryuji, seeing him scoff and do it reluctantly.

everything went back to normal, yet akechi and akira needed to settle things with you.

“so, how ‘bout a celebration kiss?”

“don’t test me right now.”

[akirchi]

dhmu right now, i didn’t get maruki to rank 9 and i don’t wanna reset my whole ass gameplay and grind again.

[akirchi]

WHO I THINK WOULD AND WOULDN’T BE GHOSTFACE?

+ their motive.

— characters: persona 5 royal characters (the royal trio) + reader

— content warning: nothing that is remotely needing a warning.

GORO AKECHI!

i. reason? i think its pretty obvious that he would be ghostface. i don’t see how he WOULDN’T be. did you see what he did??? i truly believe he would absolutely EAT up as ghostface.

ii. what i think his motive would be? jealousy or revenge. jealousy as in the akira and revenge for shido.

iii. do i think he would get away with it? maybe, it’s in between. i don’t think anyone else besides the phantom thieves would notice he was ghostface.

AKIRA KURUSU!

i. reason? it’s unlikely but let me dream. i don’t know necessarily have a reason why he would be ghostface. a part of me just wants to believe that he can pull off being ghostface.

ii. what i think his motive would be? i don’t know tbh but maybe he just went mad? like stu macher, he didn’t necessarily have a motive he just did it for fun or he went mad.

iii. do i think he would get away with it? yeah. absolutely i think he would, i mean sure people will suspect him but i genuinely think he could get away with it.

SUMIRE YOSHIZAWA!

i. reason? no. i don’t think she would be ghostface. unless we’re talking about how she’s cracking under the pressure them still no. i don’t think she has the will to be ghostface.

ii. what i think her motive would be? okay, unless she IS ghostface then it would be fame or cracking under the pressure she’s in. like jill and stu, y’know?

iii. do i think she would get away with it? fuck idk!!! i think i stated this a couple of times, i just don’t believe she could/would be ghsotface, so even if she were, i don’t think people would suspect her either.

READER!

i. reason? yes or no. i do believe that reader can be ghostface and they would absolutely eat EVERYONE up as ghostface. not only are they a wildcard but being on everyones good side makes it hard to believe a “genuinely” good person would kill people.

ii. what i think their motive would? fame, gone crazy, jealousy, revenge. any of them could work for someone so unpredictable, BUT, just because i weird like that, let’s go with fame because reader + jill roberts = perfection.

iii. do i think they would get away with it? YES. ABSOLUTELY. even with becoming famous for having a traumatic shit happen to them, i truly believe reader could get away with killing people.

[akirchi]

akira x akechi is the hottest ship in persona 5 btw.

[akirchi]

DATING HEADCANONS!

— characters: akihiko sanada

— pairs: akihiko sanada x sees!male!reader

— requested by the lovely @slowkib / @lufenianwol

BEFORE M/N BECAME A SEES MEMBER!

you must be lucky to have caught his eye. akihiko doesn’t usually date people as if he has a lot of things that keep him busy, keeping him away from dating.

he probably saw the potential in you as soon as you came up to him with a mischievous glint in your eyes.

he brushes off when people try to flirt with him or ask him on a date but for some reason, being around the school trickster, he finds it oddly calm to be around you as you tell small pick up lines that makes akihiko smile at you.

he doesn’t know why being around specifically YOU makes him fluster up as, again, he has no time for relationships but for you he can make time.

once akihiko is hooked, good luck 🥰 ‘cause boy, he’s quite a flirt around you even though he always says he has no interest in dating (probably not into dating women)

AFTER BECOMING A SEES MEMBER (AND STARTED DATING)!

he isn’t leaving your side btw. he’s always assuring you’re safe or not overworking yourself since you do have a tendency to overwork yourself.

netflix and chill 💆

y’all are so easily hooked with eachother the others are so annoyed and wished you could take it somewhere else.

regardless of him being busy, akihiko ALWAYS have has time for you for if he doesn’t, he feels guilty and looks like a sad dog when their owner leaves the house to like throw trash.

he makes it up to you don’t worry 🤭

he loves loves loves doing things together and i will fight you if you disagree, rather it’s jogging together early in the morning or going to the gym with him, what’s worse is that you two one up eachother without knowing so 💀

please, give him attention, dude will give you hints on giving him his daily pecks all around his face.

you guys are so cute it makes yukari physically cringe.

BOUNS!

“minato! can you help me farm some money in tartarus, please!” you popped out from your sees leader’s door frame causing him to fling his head to the side.

“why?” he asked with raised eyebrows, “akihiko’s busy and he’s mad at me for being stupid and i don’t admit that he’s right.” you explained with a nervous smile on your face.

minato sighed before nodding, “your the best! anyways goodbye!” you disappeared as minato deadpanned before looking at the clock on his drawer, ‘it’s still 5 am???’

[akirchi]

IS IT PRONOUNCED GIF OR JIF?

— characters: persona 5

— pairing: persona 5 x gender neutral! reader

just a normal day with the phantom thieves, until you asked a question, “is it pronounced gif or jif?” you asked while scrolling through your phone thinking the question wouldn’t be that serious.

“it’s gif.” futaba exclaimed as yusuke rejected, “it’s jif!” “gif—“ “jif! it’s jif!” you sweat dropped.

“no, no, y’know what happens? i’m telling you, it’s back to to school when you skip 3rd grade and 4th grade, and the teacher don’t want you there anymore and they send you to middle school. You can’t fucking pronounce.”

ryuji ranted as he glared at yusuke, “it’s an acronym. you idiots! you don’t say it out loud! it’s gee-eye-efe!” akechi scoffed as the half of the thieves bursted out laughing.

“that wasn’t one of options!” morgana pointed out as sumire entered leblanc, “what the-“

[akirchi]

THE DARK HOUR

persona 3, dancing in moonlight!

makoto yuki! ( main )

akihiko sanada! dating headcanons.

fuuka yamagishi!

junpei iori!

mitsuru kirijo!

yukari takeba!

aigis!

[akirchi]

JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY.

— character: sumire yoshizawa

— pairs: sumire yoshizawa x ballet! gender neutral reader!

— akechi and akira are dating here. cw!! mention of suicide.

you loved her. she loved you but you loved her romantically and she loved you platonically… why were you so stupid to not notice the signs?

she loved someone else but he didn’t love her back, he loved a detective and he loved him back, why can’t you have a happy fucking ending?

you hated romance.

you hated him.

you hated everything.

but you faked it so she can be happy. you were there for her when nobody would notice her but she was never there when everybody noticed you. it was overwhelming.

you wish you can switch spots so she can get noticed.

she was beautiful and you had the looks of a frog, it was like the princess and the frog but it was sad ending. but truly, what is a sad ending to you?

was it the unrequited love? was it the jealousy? was it the abandonment issues? or was it because you can never have happy ending with the false romances you had?

“w-what?” sumire had widened eyes as the leader of the phantom thieves told her that her childhood friend had a desired strong enough to have a palaca.

“but they always seemed happy, i-i guess…” sumire looked down at her clutched fists, “someone can be happy and depressed at the same time.” makoto pointed out.

“i-i mean they never talked about how they felt, they were always caught up with ballet and fencing classes.” sumire muttered while she recalled the day she saw you crying.

“i saw them crying once but when they saw me, they instantly brightened.” she continued while akechi and akira looked at eachother.

the two boys knew about you, how you always loved sumire since you two were younger, how you would give up everything in the world just to see her smile.

“when are we going?” ann questioned akira, “tomorrow night.” he answered ann as she nodded before they heard sumire walk oht of leblanc.

“where is she going?” ryuji shot up, “probably to calm herself down. i would too, be shocked if the person i grew up with had a palace.” yusuke answered with crossed arms.

“let’s go over the plan.” akechi announced as everybody agreed.

sumire sighed and sat on the chair that was placed infront of leblanc.

“stupid, stupid.” sumire thought while holding her head in her hands, how can she not notice that you were giving everything up for her?

she knew that you loved someone but said they would never love you back since they loved someone else, she just never guessed it would be her.

she loved akira but knew she could never give everything up as you did for her. you gave up your happiness to see her happy, you gave up your love for her to be happy.

pulling out her phone seeing as if you texted her something. clicking onto the contact, her eyes widened.

“i love you sumire, and i hope you can find someone that can do better then me.” the message was clear that you would do something only stupid.

kill yourself.

“no!” the rest of the phantom thieves heard sumire yell as haru went to check up on her, “sumire! what’s wrong—“ she was cut off as she saw sumire run off, her phone opened on the table.

“guys!” haru opened the door, showing the text you sent to sumire, “huh!?” futaba exclaimed, everybody knowing what you were doing.

you were a dear friend to not only sumire but to ann too, and when she recalled shiho trying to commit, ann choked on her tears.

“we have to go!” morgana said as akira’s eyes were slightly wide, he knew the hatred you held for him was strong and he didn’t really care but understand that you did but that doesn’t mean he didn’t care for you.

you looked back at your phone, debuting rather or not you should send the message, “how can i be so stupid to fall in love with you?” it sounded almost like an insult to sumire.

you closed your eyes, pressing send before throwing your phone onto the concrete ground as you opened your eyes again to watched the night sky, you standing on the balcony.

“my strong desire to have someone love me must of created a palace. the desire to have sumire love me… god, i’m so fucking stupid!” you covered your face.

you knew about the cognitive world and palaces, you had close contact with the thieves, so how couldn’t you know?

the desire to have someone love you was strong enough for you to have a palace but that wasn’t the only thing that created the palace.

the desire for akira to disappear was also the reason but how could you hate him? he cares for you but you kept pushing him away since you hated him.

“maybe i should die…”

multiple thought swarmed your head, things from your past catching up to you.

“go die, you fucking perv!”

“how was i stuck with a devil child like you?”

“kys, [name] akiyama.”

“didn’t you hear? [name] is a creep, they should really just die.”

you did everything to please everybody, ballet and fencing, it turned everyone’s opinion on you once you gained popularity.

you were jealous of everything and everybody.

especially sumire and akira.

you didn’t hear the door unlocking and heavy panting as you climbed onto the railings, watching as you saw how many floors you would be dropping from.

‘don’t do it please!’

you wonder how sumire would feel if you died but… she had better friends then you, the guilt of leaving sumire by herself started to swell up.

sumire saw your body slightly lean forward as she tried to race towards you, only to bang her thigh against a chair, “shit!” she winced.

the memories of you and sumire rushed into sumire’s head remembering the time you and her sister talked.

“the person sumire sees is actually fake. to be honest, i don’t even know who i am at this point. i got called the emotionless doll when i was younger.”

“you would kill yourself if sumire told you too, would you?”

“of course.”

the tone you had in your voice when you answered kasumi sounded so tasteless, and the glint in your eyes now was gone.

sumire’s eyes widened as she saw your feet take a step off the railing making her shot up and grab your wrist before you could completely disappear.

your eyes widened to see sumire, “sumire..?” your voice sounded like the same tone when you spoke to her sister, the glint was completely gone in your eyes.

“please, don’t leave me too!” her vision went blurry, you smiled softly, “it’s okay. let me go…” you whispered, mustering up the strength to wipe the tears away from her eyes.

“i can’t be happy with life without you.” she whispered to you as tears started pouring down your eyes, “and i can’t be happy if you’re not happy.”

“i can’t be happy without you, okay!” the sudden change in her voice caught you off guard, “just let me go, sumire.” she grew more irrational the more you seemed calm of the thought of dying.

“please, i love you, [name].” you smiled, “i love you too, sumire.” you kicked your feet back and yanked your hand out of her grip as you sent her one last smile before your body rushed down to hit the water, you losing consciousness instantly.

sumire watched your body hit the water, the same water that you and sumire would feed the fish turning red as multiple footsteps came from behind her.

“they’re… they’re gone.” the moment sumire realized the feelings she had for you, you slipped from her fingers.

“we have to pull their body up from the water, they might still be alive.” akechi said as the three boys nodded before disappearing.

makoto calling the hospital, haru and ann comforting the crying girl.

“hi, i’m sumire!”

[akirchi]

“sumire and akira are canon-“ STFU.

[akirchi]

i know damn well i’m gonna get attacked but i don’t like sumire, i don’t hate her, i just can’t seem to like her, she’s a queen, literally but i don’t see myself liking her, at all and i always try to force myself to like her but i just can’t.

[akirchi]

PERSONA AWAKENING!

— characters: akira kurusu

— pairs: akira kurusu x gender neutral reader.

— akechi doesn’t make a appearance here.

you were certain that your boyfriend and your friends were the infamous phantom thieves of heart. it was clear as day.

kamoshida’s accident was a clue that put you on edge, madarame just put you more on edge and the mafia that involved akira and your friends along with the president? those were such clues.

it didn’t go unnoticed from akira when he realized you were more quiet one day, you told him about your corrupted parents and wish the phantom thieves could help you.

it wasn’t a lie, your parents were corrupted and that day was the day your parents tried to cut your ties with your friends since they thought they were distracting you from your studies.

the timing was so right, he asked for their names, tomorrow your parents weren’t neglecting or pressuring you anymore.

it was a dead giveaway.

after that, you were sure they were the phantom thieves of heart, and the way it flew over peoples head was annoying you.

besides the timing of everything, the phantom thieves of heart was created based off of a rebellion in their heart that they locked away.

you were a hundred percent sure that the reason for these to “personas.” ( as you liked to call it ) to be created is by something that hurts them but they can’t do anything about it before something happens for them to unlock their rebellion.

you bit your nails, one thought swarming through your head; ‘how can you tell them that you know they were the phantom thieves?’ meet up with them? text them? call them?

no, those were stupid ideas, well, in your opinion.

akira watched you softly ramble underneath your breath with a soft smile, of course he couldn’t hear you but could muster a few words of ‘thieves.’ and ‘how.’

maybe catching them in the act could work? yeah, that sounded right. you didn’t care if you got in danger as long as you knew you were right, you didn’t like being wrong.

you sighed, the plan already set, you were scared, oh no doubt, you were gonna catch your boyfriend and your friends in the act, oh just imagine the scolding from akira.

you flopped down onto the cushioned seats with a tired sigh, akira wrapping a arm around you, “you good, treasure?” he asked making you nod with closed eyes.

“you guys are adorable.” ann cooed making you open one eye open, “i know right.” you and your cockiness always knew how to tease people.

ann rolled her eyes with a smile. the sudden chatter from the group decreased when you got up with your phone in your hand, eyes widened.

“i gotta go…” you excused yourself before hiding in the alleyway near léblanc, ‘ah shit, i can’t believe i’m doing this.’ you thought with panic fuelling your system.

you heard the door open with multiple shuffles, “okay, we don’t know what it’s gonna be like but we have to stay focused, got it?” you heard akira’s voice.

you smirked, ‘i was right.’

joker, skull, panther, fox, queen, oracle, noir and mona, the infamous phantom thieves that was shared among the internet, scattered around the news and the target for the governments.

“ready?” after that, a headache appeared and you felt like you were fucking flying as the scenery changed, you landed with a tumble and roll as you rubbed your legs.

‘those ballet classes actually came in handy.’ you thought before you took in the place you were in, it looked… aesthetically pleasing?

‘oh right! my plan!’ you stretched your limps before walking away from your hiding spots to see your friends, “oh, so i was right.” you announced making everybody whip their heads towards you.

“[name]!?” you heard makoto exclaim, it was obvious from their hair, “hi.” you waved with a small smile and a calm aura but you were fucking panic inside.

“we thought you left!” ann went into the conversation, “i mean, yeah, i kinda did but i came back.” you lied.

“how long have you had your suspicions?” yusuke asked while you shrugged, “kamoshida accident. it was really easy to piece not gonna lie.” you answered feeling smug.

your eyes landed on akira, your breath was knocked out of your lungs, my lord did your boyfriend look hot.

“it isn’t safe here.” he spoke while walking towards you, a hand grasping your shoulder, “i know it isn’t.” you retorted with an eye roll, “is this the cognitive world?” you raised any eyebrow at him, he’s eyes slightly widening.

“how do you know that?” you looked down at the voice to see a cat, “morgana?” you questioned while crouching to pat his head, “you look… kinda weird but cute at the same time.” an invisible arrow hit morgana.

“either way, what do you think my parents were studying?“ you sighed while standing back up, a hand on your waist, “you shouldn’t be here.” haru commented.

“i’m sorry but i just wanted to know if you guys were actually the phantom thieves of heart.”

“you could’ve told us!” ryuji said making you scoff, “i’m telling you know, aren’t i?” you snapped back with crossed up, “we have to take you back—“ “no.” you swatted akira’s hand away from you.

“i’m not leaving, i’m being stubborn and reckless i know but… just for a little, i wanna see everything. you have to explain everything to me.” you pleaded, jealousy tugging at your heart.

how can they be so carefree then you? how can they be so better then you? why can’t you be like them? they didn’t care about what people said about them so why should you?

you heard akira sigh, “fine but stay behind us.” you nodded while futaba and mona shared concerned looks.

you felt insecure and ashamed at yourself but why? it is because you put more pressure on them? because you were being stupid and refused to leave?

you clutched our into a fist until your knuckles turned white.

the place was decorated with a brownish white walls, designed with gold, white picture frames with pixelated photos nobody could figure out, red carpet, all of it looked like it was made out of a royal place.

but it sent out a not welcome aura.

it may be aesthetically pleasing but the pictures in the frames looked like it was following your every move, specifically your move.

the more you walked down the endless mansion the more it grew my unsettling and disturbing, ryuji groaned in not until frustration but from tiredness.

“how long have we been walking, man?” he whined with arms thrown up in the air, “yeah, it’s be like hours!” ann agreed while she held a hand on her head.

“this hallway is endless, and we haven’t even encountered a shadow.”

“yet.” a sadistic but a childish voice said from behind the wall they just rounded to continue the walk, “who’s there?” makoto questioned, everybody on guard, you being pushed behind akira.

it started off with a giggle before a full blown laugh came from the person, the scenery changing into a stage, the colours still there.

your eyes widened, it was the same stage you performed on when you were little, “the stage…” you muttered making mona look at you, “the stage what?” “it’s the same stage i was forced to perform on.”

and right on time, multiple shadows appeared from the seats and twisted their head towards the thieves, the red curtains pulling back revealing a bunch of shadow like figures with grins on their face.

soft music rolled in, the shadows rushing towards the thieves with the little amount of space they had, it was difficult to fight in this type of place, it really was.

the tight space was helping and after 50% of the shadows were gone, they disappeared whilst the show ended, “uh! you guys are so mean!” the same voice whined.

the scenery yet again changing into a grand entrance, two stairwells with white colouring and golden designs but the further it went up the darker it got.

and above those stairs, was you.

you were dressed in black and red, a red button up that puffed up at the collar and the sleeves it had a black bow tie with a red gem at the middle, a black vest that extended like a cape at the back, meeting at your knees, a red bow at the side, a gold chin hanging by too, black shorts with red outlining and black socks with boots.

“what the hell!?” you shouted in confusion seeing red eyes glare down at you, “you!” the glare hardened as the hand that was clutching onto the rails tightened.

“you pathetic excuse of me!“ the word’s didn’t effect you, how could it? it was right after all.

“[name] get behind me.” akira pushed you back as you had a staring contest with the other you, “boys! get them! leave the weak me alive.” you commanded as shadows emerged from the ground.

“whatever you do, don’t move from that spot.” akira demanded as you nodded but the way your body shaked, you knew at one point you had to move to do something.

you laughed at the sight, the sound of heavy breathing and fighting sounded like music to you but their eyes landed on the weak figure that had the head hung low.

“how can you call yourself strong when you can’t even defend yourself from your parents?” it taunted making you flinch at their words.

“i know how you feel, i know everything about you. you wish the people you envy died, you support others but yourself, you think you’re talentless, and you are.” it continued as you grasped your ears.

“and you wish you just disappeared from the world, erase yourself from people’s memories, you think that everything will be fine if you didn’t exist.”

“shut up! shut up!” memories rushed in as guilt hit your shoulder.

“you have a talent that i’m dying for!”

“so you’re saying that i have no talent?”

“shut up! don’t tell me how much something means to me and that i’ll regret it!”

“of course you get praised and appreciated, you have a talent that i’ll kill myself for.”

“leave me alone! stop telling me you know how i feel! you don’t know what it feels like to have something you’ve dreamed of being ripped from you!”

the thieves heard everything, the paintings were your work, the stage was what you got forced to do, the trophies became hollow to you and the shadows were your thoughts and people that told you to give up your dreams.

you watched from on-top with a smile, it watched you suffer who had a strained smile.

“this… this isn’t what i wanted to be! i’m sick and tired of people telling me on what i should do and who i should be! i’m tired of it!” you exclaimed.

akira tried to rush over to you but mona stopped him, “wait for it…” he trailed off before he heard you scream in pain, your hands clutching your head and your eyes yellow.

“well, well, took you long enough. i’ve wonder how long you could take their words without doing anything. you always follow peoples orders but after everything you do for them, they don’t repay you.” a sadistic and childish voice said.

your body feeling nothing but pain as the voice continued.

“will you continue following them and ignore the power you hold on them? will you continue to be the person everybody wanted you to be and never experience the true you? or will you accept this offering and turn the game around?”

“i… i want everything to end…” you heard it chuckle, “then our contract is sealed. i am thou, thou art i. let us turn the game around and finish it.” you dragged your finger across the mask that appeared on your face before you ripped it off, blood dripping.

“i hear you… phantasm!” your persona that resembled not only a thief but a magician, was infested with black and red as its signature, a scythe hanging on its back, their face covered with a mask even though nothing was there.

blue flames surround you as your persona and you stood strong with a new outfit.

the outfit was a black button up with a black tie that had a red gem in the middle, a black coat that slightly puffed up at the end of the sleeves and split into three parts at the end ( kinda like sumire’s coat )

black shorts that had a fencing sword at the side, silky red gloves that had a tie around the wrist part and red fishnets that was wrinkled at the end of the gloves, and finally black boots that had a ribbon on the right leg that was attached to boot.

akira wasn’t gonna lie but your outfit kinda matched his, hashtag couple goals.

“stay focus! we aren’t done yet!” futaba pointed out as akira watched you gracefully work with your persona and the sword you were equipped but not only that, you were equipped with firearms.

with your ballet classes and fencing classes, they honestly went well together, the way you slid across the floor to take down another shadow was memorizing.

“damnit! damnit! damnit! you want me to be the bad guy!? fine, i’ll be the bad guy!” you ripped off the eyepatch they had as the monster they turned into was a fucking disturbing thing i can’t even explain.

“[name]!” you whipped your head backwards as a you heard something zip near your ear as it revealed to be rope that attached itself to the wall. you jumped as akira pulled you up by the waist making you wrap your arms around his neck.

“what a charmer.” akira’s eyes made eye contact with yours as his lips twitched, “only for the best.” he teased, the two of you hopping onto the ground to regroup with the others.

“nice look, [name]!” ann commented making you chuckle, “thank you.” oh, did i mention that your mask is literally a reverted version of akira’s but with a rose at the side.

“we aren’t finished yet. stay sharp.” akira commanded while everybody’s guards were up, “i hate being the one losing! so i won’t lose this time!” you winced.

akira ripped of his mask, “arsene!”

you dropped to your knees with a sigh, “is this the after feeling?” you questioned while akira helped you up, “yeah.” he answered with a small grin, “oh jeez.”

“you did well, [name]!” morgana praised, “oh, right, you can talk.” you mumbled, feeling drained as you leaned onto akira for support.

“i’m taking [name] upstairs to rest, try not to make so much noise.”

[akirchi]

THE PHANSITE!

• kaz, my age is none of your concern but for your reassurance, i am above 15 and below 20, they/he, transgender and bi.

• part-time band member, full time sees member and phantom thief.

• nsfw + sfw + angst + crack + persona 5 & 3

PHANSITE REQUESTS?

• male reader or gender neutral reader only!

• no eww kinks nor anything illegal and gross!

• 16+ nsfw only, 15- sfw only!

HEARTS STOLEN?

• shuake x gender neutral! reader

• sumire yoshizawa x gender neutral reader!

• persona 5 x gender neutral reader!

PALACES!

THE DARK HOUR!

[akirchi]

PALACES!

persona 5, dancing in starlight!

akira kurusu! ( main ) || persona awakening, lighting a candle.

ryuji sakamoto!

goro akechi! ( main ) || lighting a candle.

yusuke kitagawa!

futaba sakura!

ann takamaki!

haru okumura!

makoto niijima!