꩜ Room Content: No specified character, no smut, fluff, just spending a slow morning together
꩜ A/N: Just had this small scene stuck in my head for a bit so I wrote it down!
The morning sunlight streams in through the kitchen window and diffuses a soft orange glow to the room. Set in their hands, is your cup, as they busy themselves with preparing your morning beverage of choice.
Theirs is already done and the matching cup has earlier been set on the table where they usually sit. (They like to make yours second because then it’ll be justtt a little bit closer to the prepared temperature since it doesn’t have to sit out longer.)
Before long it’s done and they set it at your spot at the table. Settling in their seat, they take in the tranquillity of the slow morning. It’s quiet until they hear you making your way down the hallway to sit with them at the table.
“Hey there, did you rest well?” They crane their head over to look as you yawn.
You give a noncommittal hum, sleep still clinging to you.
“Well, hopefully you’ll sleep better tonight,” they say, pushing your cup closer to you.
It’s nice, the two of you starting the day together. Tenderly domestic. And maybe their heart does a little squeeze when they realise how syrupy sweet this all is, how lovely it is to be with you.
Slowly, gradually, the morning languidly ticks by.
And maybe someone has an errand to run, some quick task out of your shared home. The both of you find yourselves at the doorway.
“Love you, see you later,” you give them a chaste kiss on their cheek, smiling.
“Yeah,” their gaze flits over your features, and the corners of their eyes soften, “Yeah, love you too, see you later.”
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i would love to know your ghost akira lore
HIII perfect <3 i won't give away the Full thing because i do think i want to write it someday and i want to keep Some secrets BUT. here is the gist (and tw for major character death, light emetophobia, and some canon-typical violence and gore):
it starts on 11/20, where everything is going well... until it comes time to show akechi his phone. because his phone battery is dead. it's been like... at least a full 24hr since he charged it, and that is literally all that does him in
which means he's conscious enough to have a conversation with akechi when he comes in to assassinate him! but he's still drugged and out of it, and akechi is far too deeply entrenched in his quest for vengeance to be convinced. they talk, but it's not quite enough, and it ends just like it was always meant to: with a bullet in akira's head
and then akira wakes up in the velvet room, where "igor" taunts him but tells him that his role in the story is not yet over, and then akira is back in the interrogation room just in time to see akechi calmly tuck the silencer into his pocket and exit... and to see his own eyes staring, glassy and lifeless, into the empty space ahead. he's in such a state of shock that all he can think to do is follow akechi down the hallways and watch as he steps briskly into the nearest restroom, throws up into the nearest toilet before so much as locking the stall door behind himself, and then arranges himself into the perfect image of composure he was before. so, okay. maybe he's not as totally onboard the "kill akira in cold blood" train as it seemed when he was, you know, killing akira in cold blood. but there's only so much akira can do with that, and akechi doesn't seem to be able to see him, so.
the only thing akira can think to do is walk back to leblanc... and by the time he gets there, everyone else has gathered. there's a heavy moroseness in the air as they try to reflect on what went wrong, when suddenly morgana looks up and spots akira where he's just entered through the door (through in the most literal sense - he passed through it as if it was air, but he tries not to think about it)
morgana is immediately overjoyed to see akira alive and rushes over to him... and passes right through his leg. everyone else is in a state of shock/fear/anger/sadness at morgana's outburst that akira is alive, because 1) time and place, cat, that's not funny and 2) he seems to be talking to empty air. morgana comes to the realization quickly that something isn't right (you know, when he passes through akira's leg and also really looks at him, because he looks distinctly ghostly), but he can see and hear akira, which is more than can be said for anyone else, who are all in various states of disbelief
regardless, now they know who their next target is, and they're filled with even more righteous fury than before as they aim to take down the man who both ruined and ended akira's life. no one's quite sure what to make of morgana claiming to see akira, but they confirm a few key details that only akira and sae could have known, and so eventually they do come to believe that he's there... but they're really not sure what to make of it or what their next plan of action could be, so they decide pretty much unanimously to throw themselves into taking down shido
and akira... lingers. it's absurdly lonely, being a ghost, so he spends most of his time in the attic with morgana until everyone is ready to begin the infiltration. sometimes he hangs out down in leblanc, but the sight of sojiro crying over him when he's right there is too much to bear for long. at least with morgana he has someone he can talk to
when it comes time for infiltrating the palace, akira follows along, because what else is he supposed to do? and he doesn't expect anything to change, but when the world warps and he finds himself on the deck of a cruise ship, he's met with a chorus of gasps as the phantom thieves all suddenly see him in his full ghostly glory
and suddenly, things change. akira can't access his personas for some reason he doesn't know, but he finds he's essentially made of pure curse energy that he can send out in concentrated blasts if he tries hard enough, and also that he can't be hit (or touched in any capacity, but that's much less useful for fighting). within the palace, his teammates can see and hear him, and even if his outfit and personas are gone, he's still joker. it's the most alive he's felt since he was arrested.
but eventually, it comes time to leave the palace. no one is quite sure what will happen, but they can still see him when they leave. they assume it's something to do with cognition, like with hearing morgana speak - they know he's there, and so he exists to them. it's a huge relief, at least for akira, and he's thrilled to be seen and heard again. he never wanted attention much when he was alive, but he couldn't have predicted how much he missed it once he had died.
(no one can quite look at him, though, and no one can quite look away. haru tries to wipe away the blood from the bullet still embedded in his skull, but her hands pass right through him with an uncomfortable pulse, like the creeping tendrils of an eiha. when akira tries to wipe it away himself, blood just retraces its path down his face in a steady, constant drip. he tries lightheartedly asking ann whether he might still have a career as a model, if being an undead criminal comes into fashion, but her attempt at a chuckle is weak. he tries joking with yusuke that his next painting should be about the various shades of yellows, blues, purples, and reds marring his skin, but yusuke doesn't even pretend to laugh. he tries to ask ryuji what the damage is, whether or not he still looks cool like this, but ryuji just turns and unsubtly wipes at his eyes. he stops trying to make jokes after that.)
so they make their way through shido's palace, and it's... rough. on the bright side, it seems ghosts are immune to becoming rats, which is lucky. it's just about the only win he sees, when the mood is still so horribly downtrodden and there's nothing he can do about it
until they reach the engine room, that is
tensions are at an all-time high. akechi seems shocked and disturbed at the sight of akira, and everyone else seems ready to unleash their worst upon him. but akira... he's mad, too, don't misunderstand, but he also remembers that they talked, and the way akechi pretended to be fine with the whole thing until he was alone and then threw up the sparse amounts of curry akira had ordered him to eat before the fight with sae's shadow. he knows that it's complicated, okay? so when akechi shoots the button to raise the emergency partition, akira passes through it like it's nothing. and akechi might be impervious to curse, but his cognitive mirror is not, and it goes down easily in the face of akira's complicated rage
so akechi is alive! hooray! except akira is still dead, and absolutely nothing is fixed, except that they have a new teammate that no one wants to so much as look at, much less speak to. akira tries, once or twice, but akechi doesn't seem to want to talk to him, either. it's a horribly tense situation
(they fight. it ends with a flood of emotions and no clear winner, but they're on even ground. things are a little less tense after that.)
at some point, after defeating shido and before the world begins to end, they pull sojiro - briefly - into the top level of mementos. it's only fair that he be able to see akira, too, since he's grieving just as much as any of them. oh, kid, he says, how could we have let this happen to you? and the bitter swell of emotions akira has kept bottled up for the better part of a month explodes out of him as he finally breaks down at the terrible injustice of it all. he's just a kid - all he ever wanted was to help people - why did he have to die? and he stands there, sobbing and shattering, surrounded by his friends who cannot touch him, cannot do anything but watch as their dauntless leader crumbles into the ghost of a boy who only ever wanted to keep people safe - the body of icarus drowning in a swirling sea, surrounded by waxy fragments of broken wings
and then shido confesses, and nothing changes. and i am out of characters LOL
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