#minamctc

[recklessinventor]

//Excessively Detailed HC Meme: 7, 31, 35!

THE EXCESSIVELY DETAILED HEADCANON TUMBLR MEME - No Longer Accepting

7. Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

[Though Jeff generally sees his inventing work as doing something productive, he tends to have a habit of taking the same thing apart and putting it back together over and over again like a puzzle. It calms his nerves when he's stressed.

He also plays video games as a sort of break for himself, too. He tends to see activities that involve rest - or that "waste time" - as a sort of reward for finishing things that he wanted to finish, because otherwise he wouldn't be able to concentrate; he can't lose time and laser focus on things like inventing if he has other pressing matters.]

31. Most prized possession?

[Answered here!]

35. What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

[Video games are one of them, like I mentioned earlier. Another is actually going and spending time outside, haha. He likes taking walks over to the corner store or Lake Tess, or spending time in the snow with his classmates, but ultimately he doesn't see it as productive. Even though he needs as much sun as he can get.]

[mcsesofhope]

"Did you have a bad dream?" (Nanako)

Nanako looked at Yui sadly, before weakly nodding. "Mmhm... It was really scary. I was grabbed by a man and I was in this foggy place... I couldn't see very well and it was hard to breathe..."

[fatexbound]

@minamctc​ said: 🍫 Yui's gotta share a box with Yosuke, of course -

Pocky day | Accepting

Ah, pocky day, Beloved by every single couple in the world and at school, of course. Yosuke couldn’t help but feel envious. He was still single and it was starting to depress him more and more each year. He sighed as he walked around the school, wearing his headphones until someone tapped on his shoulder to get his attention. “Hm?” Turning his head, he took them off to talk to Yui.

“Oh hey, what’s up?” He noticed her offering him a red box, namely Pocky. He blinked, “For me? Gee, thanks, Yui. I honestly thought people forgot about me.” He took out a stick and began nibbling it. Pretty sweet for a bitter day.

[bleachblondbeefcake]

minamctc started following you

“Yo, Senpai! Grab yer stupid stick an’ meet me on the floodplain in ten minutes. I wanna rumble.”

[faithlessfighter]

minamctc replied to your post “[[MOR] inb4 Dizzy is a no fun anime nitpicker”

No worries; if anything, I'd be just as glad to pick apart Dragon Ball from the Frieza saga onward -

Cell Saga is still my favorite because I liked Gohan so much at that point and even I have to admit that’s where things really started getting hinky. 

[maid-to-suffer-blog]

Maid to Service

@minamctc said:

“Hm? Oh, you must be the maid my friend would be stopping by. Earlier than I expected, but I guess that’s just good customer service.” Yui set down the handheld weights she’d been lifting from her seat, grabbing the nearby towel to wipe herself off. “Sorry, I suppose this is kinda confusing; a friend asked me to house-sit, and told me you’d be coming to clean the place. I’m Yui; hopefully they mentioned me?”

For a brief moment, this felt like an awkward situation. She had heard of girls asking for this type of service to fulfill their needs, or their curiosity. They ended up being either very easy jobs, or very difficult jobs (Honestly, some girls didn’t know a thing about cleaning), but this one didn’t seem like any of the two, for... some reason.

“Ah!” she lets out. “I see, so you’re a friend of my Master! Then, by extension, you’re also my Master!” She gives the other a huge grin, raising a leg slightly to seem more ‘cute’. It usually worked! “I can see you’re working yourself to the bone! Why don’t you take a rest?”

Now, she couldn’t be too invasive, so she probed the territory by placing her hands on the other’s shoulders. “I’m Becky. Do you want a massage to ease your muscles before I start cleaning, Master~?”

[empress-bufudyne]

Opportunities to Grow

A starter for @minamctc (After P4).

An invitation from the now-leader of the Kirijo Group to a fancy dinner in Iwatodai was nothing everyone could experience, but Mitsuru herself didn’t like to think it was a big deal. She had heard of this lady, Yui Minamoto, more as the daughter of Soujiro and Asuka Minamoto, rather than the individual, Yui. Similarly, she imagined the other had heard of her as the successor of Takeharu Kirijo.

Many people considered that Mitsuru, alongside many lawyers and representatives of the Kirijo Group, should have a meeting with the Minamoto Group’s lawyers and representatives, alongside their current presidents, rather than a single meeting with their daughter. However, as Mitsuru said: “It’s too early to make a move like that, and by the time it’s right, she will be the successor.”

A waiter brought the lady to Mitsuru’s table. She was by herself, as she had ordered, and she would’ve waited for the girl on the entrance had she not had the urgency to make a reservation. It was, perhaps, the only “proper” thing she’d allow on this meeting.

“Minamoto Yui, am I correct?” It was strange to see a girl like that with such a flashy color on her hair, carrying such a last name. That didn’t mean she didn’t have a right to have it, though. “I’m Kirijo Mitsuru, but dont worry.” A small chuckle came out of her. “This is just a casual meeting, not business. Take a seat, if you will.”

[fogchanged]

“Something is different here.”

Naoto mutter to herself as she drew the sword from her back and slowly walked around the Landing Area in the TV World. She wasn’t sure how the TV World changed in the almost ten months since she’s been in here. She was grateful that everyone agreed to keep the exit to the TV World constantly open so she could explore without fear of being trapped in here. The fog was definitely easier to see here than in Inaba for some strange reason. Maybe she would find hints on how to get the others back to normal here. 

Though there was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that kept Naoto from being able to relax. She didn’t summon her Persona just yet, but she was subconsciously scraping the metal under her feet with her talons. She knew that Shadows shouldn’t be this close to the Landing Area. However, with everything that’s going on, she knew that she couldn’t be too careful.

@minamctc

[scientificshears]

[Text to: Minamoto Yui] LONG TIME NO TALK. GOING 2 TOKYO U IN FALL. LOOKING FOR PLACE 2 LIVE. CAN U HELP?

[teendol]

it’s been an awfully long while since she’s last worn her stage outfit.  right when she’d thought she’d gotten rid of everything that reminded her of her past,  she found a pink, frilly dress in the midst of her much too large wardrobe.  for today’s case she was glad she still possessed it ; made the whole present for yui more aesthetic,  more believable.  sure,  she could have easily performed one of her songs in casual attire.  rise wouldn’t be rise,  however,  if she wouldn’t strive for perfection,  even if it was a mere birthday gift.   ‘ yuuui !  ’  she called out,  bright and energetic -- risette taking over her every fiber ever since she’d pulled on the dress.  it was with the same enthusiasm that she entered yui’s room,  chirped ever so happy,   ‘  surprise,  surprise,  birthday child !  ’

          starter call  /  @minamctc .:*:・

[digitalfcte]

@minamctc x here

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKqXpfMdNVc

Right around the same time the older girl had an apparition appear over her, resembling a robotic warrior, she noticed the girl behind her had summoned one of her own. No time to think about it, as the demons were jumping around.  Her own guardian shot laser beams at the enemies while she stood still.

"You too..."

[recklessinventor]

Starter for @minamctc​

From rumors Jeff had heard around school and around town, overhearing conversations from Inaba townsfolk while walking or studying, he knew that the other in front of him was... a delinquent, apparently. Bullied students at her previous school before coming to Inaba, if the rumors were true (but there certainly were other strange rumors circulating, weirdest of all a TV channel that showed a person’s soulmate, so maybe he should take it with a grain of salt). The other student was definitely easy to spot, with her unique hair color, and he’d heard to be wary and make sure not to cross her. 

He supposed he really shouldn’t judge a book by its over, as nervous as he was, but he also supposed that a foreign exchange student like himself was an easy target for teasing, and his glasses, thin frame, and shy demeanor maybe gave the appearance that he couldn’t fight back. 

He wished that wasn’t the case, that he was braver, but there wasn’t anything Jeff could really do to rectify it. 

Trying not to appear as nervous as he felt, Jeff struggled to meet the girl’s eyes while he closed the book he was reading on a finger. 

“Ah- Min- Minamoto-senpai, right...?” He stutters a little, shrinking in on himself slightly and hoping she doesn’t start out the teasing by poking fun at his amateur Japanese. “Can- Can I he-help you...?”

[lunardetective]

Moodboard of Yui & Miu ( Persona 4 ) requested by @minamctc !

Still Accepting these !!

[bleachblondbeefcake]

minamctc replied to your post: He’s fighting for apathy. I’m fighting for Senpai.

“Go forth with my blessing, Kanji.”

Senpai believes in him?!

“You’re FUCKED!”

[faithlessfighter]

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replied to your post

“[[MOR] Nobody: Not a single soul: My cat: Onyon tastey -eats onion...”

Oh boy... Onions are poisonous for cats -

we’re pretty good at stopping her from swallowing anything but yeah-

[tsuyokunaru]

To Tokyo Tower. [w/Yui]

@minamctc

“Yui! Over here!”

Kanji was dressed in a rather nice, black coloured shirt with a light grey design of flowers along the hem of the material. He also had on white jeans, and some boots. It was nearing the beginning of spring, so it wasn’t too cold outside. Not that Kanji minded the weather; besides, it was warmer here in Tokyo than it had been in Inaba.

A small smile crossed Kanji’s expression, his arm lowering from where it’d been raised as he waved Yui over. There was a crowd today; the spot where Kanji had chosen to meet was having a small flea-market sale, and he’d wanted to pick up a small present for Yui.

To say ‘hey’, after a while.

“I brought you a small greeting gift.” He motioned with the tiny, yellow coloured bag, which held a small book about flower care inside of it. While handing it over to Yui, Kanji explained, “You can pay me back another time.”