#5 star dance

[hp-madness]

Future dance for global btw

It’s the hardest one because the red bubble was supposed to stay at 6 star

[qualityrain]

r these guys matching dancing outfits thats so cringe

[ca-3]

Forever bitter this outfit was locked to P5D and not in Royal 🃏💔

[dozydawn]

WIM Arianne Caoili (1986-2020)

[love4hobi]

J-HOPE & BOOGALOO KIN Hope on the Street (2024)

[dailyloopdeloop]

DAY 32: HAPPY ONE MONTH

[monakisu]

WIP p5 girlies… dancing outfits and hairstyle swaps!! ૮₍˶• . • ⑅₎ა🩵🫧

[chimerahyperfix]

You are a scientist. You like testing theories, making hypothesis. Working with dangerous materials that get you scolded. You are a scientist, and you are also a writer! You’ve swung at a few things before: sappy poems, work papers, crab, you’ve even attempted a horror short at Mirabelle’s inquiry. You’re favorite thing to write, though, are just basic letters.

You like to write letters. It's easier, to you, to write your thoughts on a piece of paper and hide it somewhere the recipient can find than to tell them what you think face-first. You’ve done it for years, long before you even came to the House to learn about the Change religion. A childhood habit that’s rolled over through your life like a wave on the sea.

So, of course, when time begins to loop, you write. Many, many letters. They all get lost to time when it twists back, and now, many loops in, that leaves a hole in your heart and a spot in your brain you can’t itch, for the words of each letter are mostly forgotten before you fight the King. It’s… fine, you guess? You can word things as many ways as you need to. Anything described can be described some more, after all.

For the first handful of loops, you wrote the same letters. Rather sappy, lovey things, your specialty. The furthest depths of your heart smeared onto a page for eternity, for you love and love and love, and you want those around you to know it.

Though as time trudges on, the same twenty four hours over and over in a nice single circuit built for it to run through, built by wishes and stars and twisted leaf-baring branches, so do your thoughts; therefore your letters move so, too, to adapt. More theoretical things. Questions. Ifs, ands ors buts and whys. Sadder ones after the bad loops, wailing and endlessly upset and mourning those who froze and those who were killed for standing in the King's way.

They get angrier as time goes on. More enraged. Wrath melts into the corners, edges fold and tear and warp under the weight. You stop delivering them, because you're here in this time loop hell to protect the ones you love, and you'd just make it worse if you gave them a letter like that.

You write a scathing letter, once. You write it after an absolutely abysmal loop, ending with blood and tears and probably the loudest you've ever screamed. It flows onto the page easily, and you leave it out on your desk, because you were hungry and hadn't eaten that loop with how beside yourself stressed you were.

Mirabelle finds it. Asks you, quite worried, if you're okay. You must've said something, and it had to be bad, because she flinched away from you like you'd tried to light her ablaze.

You panicked. Time looped.

Never again.

You hide them, after that. Shoved in your pillowcases or in piles of books, stacks of other papers. In the barrels. When you write only one or two you shove them in a bottle and push them to the back of your potions.

You're a shedding snake, a leopard changing its spots. Time is your prisoner and you are it's, and that melts into you as a human being until you are flesh and blood and twenty four hours that shouldn't continue.

Words spill from you, your mind, onto the page. You don't read them anymore. Just write and write and write, and tuck them away and pray no one finds them. You long for the days you could sit and write sappy love letters-- and sometimes, you still do them, but they're tinged with something, regret or rage or the absolute despair you feel, they're wrong, so they're tucked away as well. Letters just wrong, noticeably so. You’d be asked what’s wrong. Cornered. You can hear it now, “What’s wrong? What does this mean?” And all you can think of is the horrors you’ve seen.

One of these loops, whenever you get out, you expect to have a pile of ramblings with time-burnt letters and tear-stained edges. Whenever you get out, if there are any, you'll burn them. As a rite of passage, or something. A Change. Because time changed you, and the less people have to know about it the better. You can't get rid of your rotten voice or the tiredness in your bones or the way your brain has twisted to think, but you CAN get rid of letters.

You like to write. The horrors you write, of twisted time and dying and what being frozen in time is like— it can go. No one needs to know. No one WILL know. It’ll all fall on you, like every other crabbing thing in the time loops. And that’s okay, it’s enough.

[0heartangel0]

I procrastinated on the drawings for @p5spinoffweek, but I managed to finish the first two days, and I might do the same for day's 3 and 4 by tomorrow, so I would be all caught up to find a groove! In the meantime, here's the aforementioned first two drawings:

Day One: Dance! (I did the obvious, and didn't need to use any brainpower for the outfits, since I already made a post for them. I did tweak Zenkichi's fit a bit).

Day Two: Family (My other option was to do Yuki and Toshiro, since it seemed way too easy and obvious to just do the Hasegawa's, as well as give more variety that wouldn't just be me doing Strikers the whole time. However, my love for these two characters won out in the end, and I also used this drawing as an excuse to experiment a bit with making my brushes larger and colours minimized.)

[nguyenfinity]

Switch is back after their Valentine's event for White Day to bring you Magic for your special someone(s)! Show your friends and fans a little appreciation in return, whether you're sailing for a Romancing Cruise or just for lifting their spirits A little bit UP!!

art-only below the cut!

[camiinoa]

Haru and Sumi Log 🌸🌹(ft. Futaba and Sophie/Sophia)

Sketch log from 2020-2022. The second, third, and fourth drawing were reward drawings for one of my patrons!

[hp-madness]

Dance dance!

I’m actually late on this dance

[dailyfigures]

Takamaki Ann ; Persona 5 ☆ Phat Company

[daily-qpr-miraloop]

I like to imagine that when the group is between towns that they take night watch shifts and this piece was born from it egowihoigehoiweg

[moonllita]

The boys ❤️💛💙

[atonementing]

LAST SURPRISE - REN AMAMIYA && FUTABA SAKURA