#personaweek2k17

[hikennosabo]

Day 5 - Persona 5

my inner voice was telling me to draw the otp

[artificervaldi]

Lovers Girls are Good Girls

(Persona Week Day 6: Lovers)

[whimsicalbumblebee]

Persona Week day 1 Dreams/Magicians

[brokenroycrown]

Persona Week Days 3 and 4

↳  Empress and Hierophant.

Free Form Mitsuru. Palette oriented Shinjirou. 

It seems like all I did on 2017 was to draw those depressed p3 kids. 

[dornishsphinx]

I've not had the time to really participate in @personaweek this year, unfortunately, but I decided Day 8: AUs was as good an excuse to tidy up the Avatar!AU Tatsujun snippet I've had on the backburner and post it! (For those concerned, and I know there's definitely at least one person following me who needs to avoid them, there's a vague LOK spoiler that just occurred a little sooner in this particular version of the Avatar world.)

Memories of the Red Fields

"What's this?"

"It's a panda lily. One of the acolytes from the Earth Kingdom told me about them. They're extraordinarily rare, apparently, and only grow on the very edge of active volcanoes. It seemed appropriate."

"You always did love flowers."

"You remembered?" Jun asked, a small giggle hidden away behind his hand.

"How could I forget? Do you remember when you dragged me out to the Red Fields?" He paused a moment, to see if there was indeed a moment of recognition. Jun's face flickered, but he didn't respond; Tatsuya continued, not quite knowing why it was so important that Jun hadn't forgotten: “It took us the whole morning to get there and we were exhausted when we finally reached home. But you were insistent on seeing the wild fire lilies before their season ended."

"We—we went via Sunbaked Stone, did we not? You decided to go barefoot over it and convinced me to do the same."

Tatsuya felt himself blush.

"It's all right," said Jun, with his little half-smile. "I know you did genuinely forget not everyone can regulate their foot temperature. And I forgave you when you insisted on carrying me the rest of the way. It was very gallant. Even if it meant the journey took twice as long. And it was so late when we—”

He frowned, considering. "It... it was late when we actually got there, wasn't it?"

Tatsuya nodded. Jun looked relieved.

"Well, maybe that was for the best. Do you remember the red of the evening sun sinking over the fields? It was like everything was ablaze. And the fire lilies were twice the size of the potted ones in the city, if not triple. I can almost still smell them. Then it got dark, of course, and we couldn't find our way home. Everyone was so worried. Maya led the search party, since she could follow the light of the moon easier than everyone else. She still had that smile of hers plastered on to keep up morale; I didn't even realise she was scared.”

“She just about iced my feet when she healed them up," said Tatsuya, when Jun lapsed into silence.

"Mine too." Jun laughed again, a high, light sound. "I suppose this makes it the second time I've dragged you off to look at some pretty flowers. How did you put up with me? Though to be fair, the first time I really did need to go. Fire lilies only bloom a few weeks a year. I needed to see them before..."

Jun trailed off.

He'd known. Since that day, probably since before that day, he'd known he was going to leave. Tatsuya chastised himself for being surprised. The mass airbending revival had happened months before that day. Yet it still hurt more than he'd expected.

"I couldn't keep Father in the dark,” said Jun, like he could hear his thoughts just as well as Tatsuya himself; maybe even better, “He loved the Air Nomads: he went to the Boiling Rock for his writings on their culture. It would have been better if he was the one who got—"

He faltered, before letting a tiny wisp of wind whirl around his empty palm.

"Well. This." He snapped his fist closed. "He'd have appreciated it so much more than me. I was selfish."

You still should have said something to us. Tatsuya remained quiet; an easy enough thing after years of silence. But Jun still looked at him, his one visible eye glistening but resolute.

"I just. I never wanted to have to choose. Between the dream everyone thought Father was crazy for dreaming—the revitalisation of an entire culture—a destiny the spirits themselves seemed to have laid out for me; between all that and you."

Tatsuya felt himself freeze, like one of the evil waterbenders from all those childhood stories had stopped his blood from flowing.

"I knew the right choice. But I was weak. You all were my only real friends. The first ones I'd ever had. I couldn't let go, so I just didn't let myself think about it. I was going to tell you all, I swear. Before I told Father. I knew he'd want to leave immediately for the Western Air Temple. But then—"

He broke off then, abrupt, his face contorting into a painful snarl Tatsuya immediately felt the urge to smooth out, to bring back the reminiscent smile that had been there not seconds before.

"I'm an idiot. A weak, selfish idiot. How can you stand to be around me?"

Jun looked down at the panda lily cradled in his right hand; his fingers tautened, curling over it like a spider-cat engulfing prey. Tatsuya felt the space between them slowly grow, though they were both stone-still, as though Sudo's son were there, ripping them apart with that horrific mad glee he'd never be able to unsee—

He pushed in closer, imaginary ghosts be damned.

"You're not an idiot, Jun. Or weak or selfish."

Jun's smile returned, though a hollower version. He wiped his eyes before any tears could fall.

"If you think that, you must despise me for what I've done. The things I believed about you—how could I have ever thought about you like that? You, of all people. I had no right."

"I might have done the same things in your position."

"You don't have to lie to make me feel better."

"I'm not."

He laid a hand over Jun's tense fist where the panda lily still lay, then said, as near to gentle as he could manage: "I thought you said these were rare. You shouldn't go about crushing them."

Jun looked at him. Tatsuya looked back, unflinching, until he felt Jun's fist relax.

"You're far too forgiving."

"I can hold a grudge. This just doesn't merit one."

[jazinedraws]

Persona week day 6 (yeah I am late) This was a lot of fun to make. I love the bright colors of Ann’s outfit.

[allhailyourkawaiiness]

persona 5/freedom 

personaweek day 5

[sweetchcolate]

“Come to think of it, it’s all your fault. You had that thing inside you and didn’t even know it... You raised it, dammit! This is all your fault!”

This, right here, is one of my preferred moments in Hashino-directed Persona games. In both P4 and P5, the entire crew is very reliant and trusting of their leader/protagonist. 

Proof of that is how in P4, the team is willing to stay and watch as the leader and Yosuke, should they decide to do su, push Namatame in the TV, knowing full well this will lead to his death and even if they disagree with the decision. 

In P5, the thieves are extremely worried about Akira’s custody, even more so when the news of his death hit the news. When he’s taken again for detention after defeating Yaldabaoth, the thieves and Akira’s confidants all fight and protest in order to free him from this unjust fate.

But in P3, Minato isn’t the core element of S.E.E.S: he’s not the founder, he’s not the one who recruits other members, and he’s definitely not the one who helps his teammates acquire their ultimate Persona (more on that in another post I guess). Minato is just another addition to this team of mismatched characters whose main (if not only) reason to band is to defeat a common enemy, a motive so strong the members struggle to find a reason to stay friends if the Dark Hour and their power were to disappear.

And in this moment of darkness, confusion, and overwhelming hopelessness, Junpei turns on Minato and dumps all of those dark feelings on him. Whereas in both P4/P5, the characters turn to their leader for hope and advice in dreary times, S.E.E.S members turn on each other, fueled by their fear, and Minato isn’t spared from that.

And I love it! Because Junpei’s words are irrational, because there’s no way Minato could have prevented any of this, and it’s not like he raised Death on purpose: he was a child when Aigis sealed the shadow in him, for crying out loud! But fear can make us irrational, and the one person you trust most suddenly becoems your enemy.

It’s just... a great moment overall. 

[dancingallnightremade-blog]

no one remembers my boy kenji and thats a damn shame

[personaweek]

EVENT START!

It’s officially the 17th where the Blog Runner is, so it’s time to announce the start of the week! Time to bring your best for day one’s prompts!

Anything related to the Magician Arcana, the first Persona game, or the idea of dreams is welcome today! Remember to use the #personaweek2k17 so I can find and reblog everything.

Happy creating!

[hikennosabo]

Day 2 - Priestess

best girl... luv her....

[artificervaldi]

Funny how you can use all party members in just two playthroughs of the game if you play your cards right.

Persona Week Day 1: Persona 1

[whimsicalbumblebee]

Persona Week Day 2 : Makoto Nijima

[personarider]

Kanji Tatsumi in his metaverse costume. His codename/superhero name is Glad(iator).

[kath-trashh]

Well since it’s a freestyle day for Persona Week, I drew my Persona 3 OC Reind. ;))) I had a lot of fun with this persona week so if there’s another one next year, hopefully you see me

[allhailyourkawaiiness]

Persona week day 1 

magician/dreams