#sojiro sakura x reader

[randoimago]

Franky (SxF), Sojiro (P5), Maruki (P5) and Zenkichi (P5) s/o catching them off guard with a surprise kiss just to playfully steal their glasses right from their faces. Many thanks ~

S/O Stealing Their Glasses

Fandom: Spy x Family // Persona 5

Character(s): Franky Franklin, Sojiro Sakura, Takuto Maruki, Zenkichi Hasegawa

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Glasses debuff 😔

Franky

He melts into the kiss when you surprise him with one. Nothing else matters to him. He's just enjoying this kiss you gave him. Hell, the kiss is so good it causes his vision to get messed up.

It isn't until you pull away and he hears your giggling that he realizes that while the kiss was really good, his blurry vision is due to the fact that his glasses are missing.

A grin crosses Franky's face as he raises his hands in a tickling position. You better give him those glasses back, S/O or he's going to tickle you! It ends up being a playful chase afterwards with Franky stumbling quite a bit due to his blurry vision. But as long as you promise to kiss his bruises, then he'll gladly deal with it.

Bonus: Ngl, part of me wanted to write Franky as having fake glasses and actually having really good vision (he uses fake glasses to seem cuter). So, the idea of S/O thinking they one upped Franky then learning that his glasses don't do shit is honestly really funny.

Sojiro

Definitely wasn't expecting the sudden kiss you pull him into. Gets flustered because of it and can barely process the fact you're kissing him, let alone that his glasses got stolen.

Jokes on you S/O, he's dealt with Futaba stealing his glasses before. Sojiro has a second pair. And if that doesn't work, he has prescription sunglasses. But he'll let you have your moment of thinking you one upped him.

Will cheekily tell you that you'll have to clean up the cafe since he can't see now. He'll see how much you're laughing as he gives you the list of chores you can do now that he can't.

Maruki

There's a muffled "Mmph?!" or something like that as you suddenly pull him into a kiss. His face is red as you kiss him before he relaxes into it and even gives a smile as he closes his eyes to kiss you back.

Except when his eyes open, his vision is blurry, and he realizes what you did. He lets out a laugh as he tells you, "Yeah, you got me, good job, S/O."

Might pout a bit if you don't give his glasses back. He'll let you have some fun with teasing him and whatnot, but please give him his vision back, S/O. He cannot function without those glasses.

Zenkichi

Like Maruki, he lets out a noise of surprise as you suddenly kiss him. His face is going red, especially when he hears the giggling from Akane. He pulls away to ask what that was about, but stops as you snatch his glasses away.

Let's out a "Hey!" as he tries to grab them back only for you to pass them off to Akane. Oh you two are definitely in for it when he gets his glasses back.

Zenkichi also has multiple pairs of glasses due to breaking some when he's on duty. So once he gets to his second pair (and hopefully he doesn't break his leg from tripping) then he's going to arrest both of you (not literally, of course, but he makes the threat).

[hoomandoescosplay]

Café Au Lait | Akira Kurusu x Reader

Chapter One

Chapter Two

[eli3323]

"Please, don't leave me!" | Ren Amamiya x fem!reader | Persona 5

You and Ren were very close to each other, you could almost say you were in a relationship, you felt great affection for him, but you didn't know if he felt the same. You've been feeling worse for a while,sometimes you vomited or stayed home and didn't go to school. Ren then offered to come to you with Miss Takamaki to keep you company.

Your disease was Hanahaki, which is a disease caused by unrequited love.

You wanted to tell Takamaki, but you didn't have time, neither of them wanted to leave you,you finally spoke to Ren, who was hugging you.

– Hey Ren, could you bring us a cup of apple juice? – You asked.

Ren reluctantly crawled out of your arms and rose from the bed.

– Okay, I'll bring a drink for your sake, I'll be back in a moment. –

Curly quickly disappeared through the door, closing it behind him. After a moment of uncertainty, you decided to tell Takamaki about your illness.

– Hey, Ann, I.... I have something to tell you, but you can't tell that to our other friend's. Expect Ren, I don't want him to be worry about me... –

Takamaki looked at you, grabbed your hands and then looked at you.

– Yes Y/N? You know that you can tell me what you want, your secret is only for myself. –

You took a deep breath and then looked at her too.

– I have Hanahaki... I have 3 options.... One of them is to tell him how I feel about him. The second one is surgery, but... – you took a deep breath before continuing again

– I will forget who he is, that I felt something for him, that he was my friend.... And the third one.... If I don't do anything.... His favorite flowers will kill me.... I don't wanna die.... But.... What If.... I'll forget about him.... Starting it all over again.... Several years of our wonderful friendship... will waste.... I don't really know what to do.... But please.... Don't tell Ren about this, I don't want him to suffer.... –

Takamaki could barely hold back her tears, she quickly wiped them with her sleeve, I would like to hear her answer... but she was interrupted by Ren who came back with a drink... The boy gave us drinks and then sat down next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. You couldn't describe the feeling you had for him, your heart was beating faster with every passing second whenever he was around you.

A month later

Ren found out about your illness, the sudden coughing attack started at the worst time for you.You wanted to tell him about your illness today, but it turned out differently than you planned...

– Y/N... W-why.... Why didn't you tell me, that's you have Hanahaki...? I could save you, but it's too late... I'm so sorry, that's I can't save you.... – With those words, Ren wrapped you in his tightest hug, he didn't let you go, he didn't want to lose you now, not now, not when he needed you Your other friends hugged you tightly as well, even Morgana didn't want to leave your side.

– R-ren... You won't lose me.... I will be with you until the end of my days...– After these words, you hugged him tightly as well. Ren started stroking your hair, you could smell his sweet coffee scent. You loved this scent, it was one of those that calmed you down.

★ It was now after school and Ren walked you out to home. You have currently spent time together. Ren lay on top of you, nuzzling his face into the corner of your neck. You, on the other hand, stroked his back and hair, you decided to tell him about your feelings, after all, you can take a risk once.

– Hey Ren, I... Have something to tell you, could you look at me, please..? –

After these words, Ren stood up, sitting on your legs, he looked at you.

– Yes Y/N? I'm listening. – he smiled charmingly, he did it like he always did, he looked very sweet with that smile

You took a deep breath and grabbed his hands, he smiled again and moved closer to you so he could look at your blushing face.

– R-ren... I... I love you!! I know I can destroy our friendship but-... –

You didn't have time to finish, the curly-haired one placed his hand on your cheek and then closed the distance between your bodies. He smiled at you and then kissed you. Slightly in shock, you kissed him back, you had been waiting for this moment for a long time, your lips danced, you could finally taste his cherry lips.

A string of saliva stretched as Ren pulled away from you, his entire face red as he smiled at you.

– I love you too, Y/N! I'll never leave you, you're my everything~–

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Sorry this one-shot is so short, there will be a part two if you want!! I worked hard on this one-shot, I'm waiting for your requests!!

Love you~

[frickingnerd]

you are home when i've never had one

pairing: futaba sakura x gn!reader

summary: after futaba's uncle shows up again, you comfort her

tags: hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, established romantic relationship, protective!reader, crying!futaba

"what happened?"

you found your girlfriend curled up on her bed, arms wrapped around her legs and headphones covering her ears. when you approached her, futaba flinched, but relaxed and lowered the headphones when she noticed it was you. 

"what happened?" you asked again, futaba hearing you this time.

"my uncle showed up at le blanc again… he said i'll have to move back to him soon…"

you had heard a lot about futaba's family situation. about her mother's death. and about that uncle she used to live with, before she moved in with sojiro. 

"i don't want to go back there…" futaba was starting to tear up as she talked about it. "i want to stay with sojiro and my friends. but if i don't go, sojiro will get in trouble and i–"

you gently pulled futaba closer, letting her cry against your chest. you hated to see your girlfriend like this. her family was only hurting her instead of helping, couldn't they see that? 

"everything will turn out fine. i swear to you, that as long as i'm alive, i won’t let a single soul harm you. i'll make sure you get to stay here and that your uncle won't bother you ever again…!"

futaba looked up at you through tears, a big smile on her lips. she really wanted to believe your words. no, she had to believe your words! after all, you promised it to her. 

"thank you…!"

[spicyicetea]

To change a thief’s heart

Yandere Persona 5 X Reader

Chapter 1: What a nice coffee

Art by Anastasiya Osichkina

Warning: This story is a yandere x reader story and will contain obsessive, violent and inappropriate behaviour. This story will eventually contain NSFW and various kinks, decently large age gaps and potentially triggering themes so please only read at your own discretion. MDNI

I took the final sip of the warm coffee/tea as the bell above the door jingled. The soft thudding of shoes filled the shop as I placed the cup down and fished around in my bag for my wallet. The cup was almost completely refilled by the time I had placed the cup back on the saucer.

“Ah, you’re back, and you brought your friends. Don’t make a mess or bother the customers alright?” A voice said as I looked to the door at the group of people in uniform.

“Oh? I had no idea you knew people who went to Shujin. You should’ve told me Sojiro, you know I’ve been looking into the Kamoshida incident…” I mumbled puffing my cheeks out.

He just chuckled as he turned to face the group in the doorway. With a flick of the wrist he motioned them in and they gathered around the counter. A girl with pale blonde pigtails messed with her hair before looking at Sojiro.

“Is this your girlfriend mr Sakura?”

I coughed on my coffee and spun to look at them. He laughed, taking the now spilt coffee away from me. After patting my back a few times he put the cloth he had been cleaning with down.

“No, this is Miss Y/N, she’s an… old friend of mine.”

“Hey! I’m not that old Sojiro,” I laughed, standing up from the stool I was on. Fixing my hair, dusting off my sweater vest while smiling at the group. I offered my hand to the central black haired person. “Hello, my name is F/N L/N, I take it you’re the one staying upstairs.”

“Uh, how did you-“

Sojiro interrupted the boy with a hearty chuckle.

“She’s always been like that, people used to think she’s psychic when she first started getting coffee here.”

“So you come here often? I’ve never seen you here before…” The girl questioned.

“Oh, I’ve been away on business. I’m a detective investigating the strange mind breaking incidents. Recently I’ve heard about those Phantom thieves and I think their recent acts are similar and potentially their methods could be linked to the mind breaks.”

“Wait! You for real believe they’re behind it?!”

“No, but I do believe learning their methods could help understand who is abusing this strange phenomenon to murder people.”

“So do you think that the Phantom thieves are… just?” The black haired one said.

I smiled as I slung my bag over my shoulder. “I think those who can view mementos should use their powers for good. So yes, I think they are.” I say before leaving, not missing the shocked face the boy had.

As I left I turned as the black haired person held a boon I had been reading to me. I thanked him and bowed before he said it was unnecessary. He seemed to be holding something back so I just smiled and ran a hand through my hair.

“Your name is Akira, correct?”

His eyes widened and he just nodded.

“I won’t ask you upfront, I know even if you had the answer I suspected you wouldn’t answer truthfully. But, I think I could help you… but I’d need something in return. You were involved in the Kamoshida incident, correct?”

“Do you want to use me for information? Like an interrogation?”

“No, it’s just… my boss is putting pressure on me to find the phantom thieves… he wants them arrested.”

“You want my help to find them?”

“… His name is Akihiro Junpei, he treats the station and all of his colleagues as slaves. He believes that place is his Mansion and we’re just his servants.”

His phone buzzed and he looked at it with wide eyes. Bingo, a perfect hit. I spun on my heel and walked off. It’s going to be fun playing cat and mouse with the phantom thieves.

[getosugurugirlfriend]

Could we please get general relationship headcanons for Ann, Makoto, Futaba, Haru, and Sumire from Persona 5? Thank you!

Hello, yes of course, I just wanted to add that most of them are minors, so I made them 18 in this and no smut is intended here. I’m sorry for not having a lot of headcanons for sumire and haru. :( <3

English is not my first language

I will proofread it tomorrow!

Persona Girls x gn! Reader <3

Ann Takamaki ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

gf! Ann that loves to show affection towards you, not only in private also in public, has her arm around yours, constantly hand holding, her pinky linked into yours, small kisses everywhere. She loves it, but not in a pouty gf way, she just loves you so much, she wants to be on your side forever.

gf! Ann that loves being in your lap or you in hers (depends on your height). She loves having her arms around you and pressing her head into your neck.

gf! Ann that has a lot of trauma, feels grounded when you hug her long and strong, to make her feel the love you want give her.

gf! Ann that confessed on the roof on accident, by saying “I love you” , had her thinking about it for the whole day, she was really embarrassed, but really grateful, to finally have you as her partner.

gf! Ann that brings you to her photoshoots (if she is allowed to), so you both can go on cute little dates after her work is done.

gf! Ann is definitely not the type of girlfriend that wants really fancy dates, only if there is a reason to it, she enjoys being alone with you and enjoying your presence in silence.

gf! Ann that will gift you little gifts a lot, to show you her love, like: “look what I found while going to work!!”

Futaba Sakura (I chose her as my gf when I was a minor :3) ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Sojiro won’t be happy

gf! Futaba that was really flustered about your sudden confession, because she was shy about it at first, but the more she gets comfortable in your relationship, she will be really affectionate, she loves having her head on your chest and you playing with her long hair.

gf! Futaba that shows her ‘real’ personality only to you, because she is so comfortable around you.

Give her time and she will be even comfortable to be showing you off in public <3.

gf! Futaba that loves being around you in silence. If she feels like talking, you will listen to her rambling about her hyperfixations for hours.

gf! Futaba that loves being around you 24/7, also she likes to have dates in Akihabara if her anxiety is not that bad at the time, please be patient with her, she will get used to it.

Funfact: if someone is mean to you she will practically terrorise them with being hacked on their social media.

Makoto Nijima ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

She is a bit selfconscious about herself, so you need to reassure her a lot.

gf! Makoto that will blush easily about physical contact, but she loves to sit really close beside you.

gf! Makoto that loves talking a lot and you listening to her ranting about stuff she does. She likes having praises but will get really embarrassed.

gf! Makoto that wants to be a police officer in the future, putting her everything into it, but still trying to balance it with your love life.

gf! Makoto that shows her love through words.

gf! Makoto that likes going on walks with you as their date, it’s a comfortable atmosphere and there aren’t a lot of people around.

Haru Okumura ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

gf! Haru that dearly loves you from the bottom of her heart, she likes to be close to you, but need reassurance to do this.

gf! Haru that will gift you small gifts like matching rings or necklaces.

gf! Haru that likes to have at home dates or dates in the café, so she has the chance to be more open about having physical contact.

gf! Haru that likes to show small affections, like interlinking your pinkies.

Sumire / Kasumi ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

gf! Sumire that loves having you around, when she is doing sports. She would love to bring you to competitions and talk to you about her interests.

gf! Sumire that only is wearing her hair down and having her glasses on, because she trusts you to not judge her for her appearance.

gf! Sumire that loves having you on call every second, she eventually is so exhausted that she fell asleep.

gf! Sumire that feels comfortable enough to let you know about her thought and troubles.

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☆Fandom’s I’ll write for:

★Danganronpa [1 - V3]

★Undertale [& Yellow]

★Deltarune

★Persona [3-5]

★Your Turn To Die

★Omori

☆What I'll be writing

★Headcanon's [only up to 5 characters]

★Oneshot's [only up to 2 characters]

★Character x Character / Character x Reader

☆Character’s I’ll write for

★Danganronpa: Leon Kuwata, Yasuhiro Hagakure, Celestia Ludenburg, Kyoko Kirigiri, Mondo Oowada, Toko Fukawa / Genocide Jack, Junko Enoshima, Chiaki Nanami, Nagito Komeada Kazuichi Soda, Peko Pekoyama, Mahiro Koizumi, Mikan Tsumiki, Ibuki Mioda, Hiyoko Sannoji, Gundam Tanaka, Sonia Nevermind, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Kaito Momota, Kaede Akamatatu, Tsumugi Shirogane, Kirumi Tojo, Korekiyo Shinguji, Angie Yonaga, Gonta Gokuhara, Miu Iruma, Maki Harukawa.

★Undertale [& Yellow]: PAPYRUS, Mettaton, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel [as well as for deltarune], sans, Alphys, Starlo, Ceroba, Martlet & Clover.

★Deltarune: Kris, Susie, Noelle, & Berdly.

★Persona [3 - 5]: Makoto Yuki, Junpei Iori, Chidori Yoshino, Ken Amada, Koromaru, Aigis, Shinjiro Aragaki, Akihiko Sanada, Mitsuru Kirijo, Fuuka Yamagishi, Keisuke Hiraga, President Tanaka, Kanji Tatsumi, Chie Satanoka, Naoto Shirogane, Dojima, Adachi, Ryuji Sakamoto, Haru Okumura, Goro Akechi, Futaba Sakura, Sojiro Sakura, Tae Takemi, Yuuki Mishima, Takuto Maruki, Hifumi Togo.

★Your Turn To Die: Gin Ibushi, Joe Tazuna, Q-Taro Burgerberg, Sara Chidouin , Reko Yabusame, Alice Yabusame, & Mai Tsurugi.

★Omori: Kel.

☆Things that’ll get your request turned away:

★No NSFW requests.

★Any Romantic requests for characters under 16, as well as p✦dophilic relations.

★Very detailed and heavy gore.

If you do send a request I can’t fulfill I will try and privately let you know, but if Ican’t then I’ll just answer your ask, wait untill you respond so I know you’ve seen it, then I’ll delete the post.

[denjis-chainsaws]

Sources & Characters

Long list, so it's going under the readmore!! If a source or character is not listed on here, I will NOT write for them! Only because I live under a rock and take forever to get into new stuff and get comfortable with a character enough to write them.

I'm not limited to solely character x reader! I do character headcanons, too!! As long as it's not just canon x canon, I'll try writing any SFW topic. I will NEVER write NSFW, regardless of if the character is an adult or minor. And characters 14 or younger and pet / animal characters will only be written in platonic or familial scenarios.

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- Personal character headcanons are allowed to be included in requests. Eg. trans-masc. Yu Narukami from Persona 4, agender + ADHD Happy Chaos from Guilty Gear, autistic Denji from Chainsaw Man, etc.

- For characters with questionable gender representation and/or fanon interpretations, they will be written as gender neutral or genderfluid characters unless requested otherwise. Eg. Naoto Shirogane from Persona 4 will be written as genderfluid with any pronouns.

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- Chainsaw Man

Denji, Power, Aki Hayakawa

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- Guilty Gear

Happy Chaos, Bridget, Sol Badguy/Frederick Bulsara, Jack-O, I-No, Baiken, May, Asuka R. Kreutz/That Man, Nagoriyuki, Giovanna, Goldlewis Dickinson

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- Persona 3

Male Protagonist (any name, defaults to Minato Arisato), Female Protagonist (any name, defaults to Hamuko Arisato), Yukari Takeba, Junpei Iori, Fuuka Yamagishi, Mitsuru Kirijo, Akihiko Sanada, Ken Amada, Koromaru, Shinjiro Aragaki

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- Persona 4

Yu Narukami (or Souji Seta), Yosuke Hanamura, Chie Satonaka, Yukiko Amagi, Kanji Tatsumi, Rise Kujikawa, Naoto Shirogane, Teddie, Tohru Adachi, Ryotaro Dojima

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- Persona 5

Joker (any name, defaults to Ren Amamiya), Morgana, Ryuji Sakamoto, Ann Takamaki, Yusuke Kitagawa, Makoto Nijima, Futaba Sakura, Haru Okumura, Goro Akechi, Sojiro Sakura, Tae Takemi, Sae Nijima, Yuuki Mishima

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- Dragon Ball

Son Goku, Son Gohan, Chi-Chi, Vegeta, Bulma, Piccolo, Freiza, Perfect Cell, Raditz, Krillin, Yamcha, the Ginyu Force (all of them), Broly (Super + Original)

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- AKIRA

Shotaro Kaneda, Tetsuo Shima, Kai, Yamagata, Kei, Kaori

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- TMNT (2012)

Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo, April O'Neil, Casey Jones, Splinter

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- Bandori / BanG Dream

Kokoro Tsurumaki, Nanami Hiromachi, Chiyu Tamade (Chu²)

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[bring-forth-your-justice]

Just in case if requests are still accepted Christmas 🎄 one-shot with Futaba Sakura x Photographer Boyfriend! Reader

Wow not me doing this on Christmas too- Pls I decided to finally be productive. Anyways, merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates ^^ As always, requests are open!

Snow Days (Futaba x Photographer reader)

With the snow fluttering like the glistening stars in the sky, and the breeze making whirlwinds outside the house, Futaba Sakura and y/n stayed bundled up inside the Sakura residence. 

“Y-y/n g-go make me hot choco this instant! I command thee using my debug commands!” 

A soft chuckle left your lips as Futaba shooed you away. You knew that in less than two minutes of being away from the warm bundle the two of you created on the ground, Futaba would wiggle her way to you (blanket included). 

So there you were, making some sweet hot chocolate for the very demonic looking gremlin seated on the floor next to your feet. It almost looked like she was going to feast upon you should the hot chocolate take any longer to make. Still you knew it would never come to that because she would begin to wine over losing her player number 2 to her appetite. That thought alone left a smile on your face as you looked upwards to the frigid, yet serene, view of the snowy landscape that remained untouched outside. 

It was finally Christmas time and while the presents were already opened, with all the wrapping paper yet to be cleaned, the festivities had yet to begin. Sojiro had gone out to get the ingredients ready inorder to prepare a heartful meal for the three of you, so it was just you and Futaba left to hold down the fort until the fort master came back. 

While gazing out towards the bundles of snow outside, you thought of a fun way to pass the time. “Fu-chan, lets go out and build a snowman!” you exclaimed, excitement verberating in your tone. 

The moment you looked down at your feet, you noticed a missing bundle of cuteness. Your eyes scanned the area somewhat alarmed by Futaba’s sudden disappearance only to notice her fully decked out in winter gear, ready to jump into the snow. 

“C’monnnn, what’re you waiting for??” 

“Well, I was waiting for someone to drink the hot chocolate I made with my blood, sweat and tears-” 

“OH, I almost forgot, sorry ehe-”

And in the blink of an eye, she was right in front of you again, gulping down that hot chocolate at speeds that even sonic would be in awe with. All the while, you looked on at the sight with concern. ‘I hope she doesn't burn her insides-’

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You were an aspiring photographer. Actually, you met Futaba while taking pictures of the new Phoenix Ranger figurines at the annual con. 

She startled you of course. One moment she was bombarding you with questions, the next she hid behind someone you thought might be her brother. It was a really sweet moment, to you at least. It had been a while since you met someone who was so passionate about the show. That alone caused the two of you to meet occasionally to talk about the show. 

With the snowman sitting in the background and Futaba running about in the forefront, you grabbed your camera and began to take photos. This was an opportune moment for photography you figured, especially since your girlfriend looked best when freely enjoying herself. 

Alas, the moment she noticed you, a smirk befell her features and before you knew it, an attack was set off in your direction. The snowballs came towards you at rapid speeds and you jumped to take cover from the barrage. That was until you found your footing again and began your own attack. 

It wasn’t long before the war of snow had the two of you so exhuasted that Sojiro had to physically drag the both of you inside. Once again, the two of you were a bundle of warmth on the floor. Sojiro sighed at the sight, handing you two a hot coffee and curry. He felt like this was bound to happen and was very much ready to bring out the kotatsu’s to warm the two of you up after. 

After taking a few sips of the bitter coffee, you reached out towards your camera Sojiro so kindly placed on the table. As you began to scroll through your photos you realized you caught a few in the attack. A hearty laugh left your mouth as you saw the blurry photo. The moment you showed Futaba, the two of you were a laughing mess on the floor, hysterically clutching your stomachs to stop the laughter but the more one laughed, the other did too.

Soon Sojiro came back with the kotatsu, and the moment he noticed the two dying kids on the floor, another exhuasted sigh left his lips with a chuckle following it. 

“I swear sometimes…”

[general--winter]

Could we please get general relationship headcanons for Futaba from Persona 5?

author's note: I love Futaba, she is me. I am her. Genuinely my favorite P5 character. No it's not Yusuke even though I only have a giant print of him hanging in my room-

rating: general

fandom: persona 5

pairings: futaba sakura x gn!reader

word count: 772

warnings: canon-typical content

summary: What would it be like to be in a relationship with Futaba?

Ohhhhh, Futaba. As shy as she is, she wants to be with someone just like her. Someone who is withdrawn, willing to spend many, many days cooped up playing video games with her, and has the same goofball streak and a heart of gold. She wants to be able to screw around all day with you and just act like a bunch of goobers. While she wants a withdrawn partner, though, I think someone who is extremely outgoing would suit her just as well. A person that can be the “she asked for no pickles, sir” of the relationship, if you will. Futaba the schemer and her partner, the executor. A power couple made in hell. The world shall fear them.

When she first meets you, probably on the streets of Akihabara or when she goes back to school, Futaba would understandably be incredibly nervous and anxious. It’s in her nature. But she made a resolve to go out, make friends, and bloom into her own person after her experience with the Phantom Thieves. So that’s exactly what she does, and she meets you, the person she falls for, hard and fast. Maybe literally. Like, trips into your arms literally. And if you’re not chicken, ask her out here. She will not do it herself, Futaba would be perfectly content stewing on her emotions to stay in her safe space and keep the friendship she already worked so hard to create. So it’s on you to read the signs. Would she run away from you after you ask? Probably. But she would come right back and explain, accepting your offer for a date.

No ifs, ands, or buts, your first date is at the arcade. She has to school your gaming skill, just to make sure you are worthy of being her equal in the relationship. I don’t think she’s actually cruel, though, so if you get stomped she’ll just tease the shit out of you about how much you suck. Get ready for a lifetime of butt whoopings in Smash Brothers. Since you two were friends before dating, though, your meetups would quickly move to either your house or Futaba’s. Ordering delivery food or running to Leblanc to get curry to devour on the couch with bags up chips and soda is incredibly common with you two. And you know what? Futaba wouldn’t have it any other way. Literally, don’t take her to that fancy restaurant. She will hate it, keep it simple and private! And buy her gifts from Akihabara every time you go. She will fawn over everything you get her forever.

Speaking of gifts, Futaba’s love language is gift giving, as well as words of affirmation. We see with the protagonist that Futaba really needs verbal encouragement to go through with her plans, and you best believe that for every time you are there to cheer her on, she will return the act tenfold. She’ll be your personal cheerleader until the end. Also, Futaba strikes me as the type who would go out and buy you the dumbest thing in existence just because she thought of you when she saw it. A mug that looks like your favorite animal? Your cabinet is already overflowing, but you will find room for it.

The Phantom Thieves are her personal protection squad, so do everything you can to impress them or they will not let you around her. Not that they don’t trust Futaba to make educated decisions about who she hangs around with, but she’s definitely a bit more vulnerable to people taking advantage of her due to her social inexperience. Not to even mention Sojiro. Hoo boy. All of the father stereotypes apply here. He knows what harm can come to people in relationships, especially with their first love, so he’s overprotective as hell. But I have complete faith that you will be able to earn his respect, especially since Futaba has been so happy since starting to date you. Anyone who helps make his daughter happy is a good person in his eyes.

Overall, prepare for chaos in a relationship with Futaba. Every day is going to be something new. A new story about her hacking exploits, about what she did to get in trouble at school, or what her friends did that caused utter chaos once again. The chaos is comforting, though. You know that Futaba will always be at your side and that she’ll be there to put a smile on your face when you can’t do it yourself. You’re gonna be the one ordering the food and making phone calls, though. She’s totally not sorry.

[leblancc]

lemon and hibiscus tea

characters : sojiro sakura

— themes : gender neutral reader, spoilers for futaba + sojiro’s social links, fluff, angst if you squint.

— 𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓

Sojiro wakes up painfully early in the morning, so unless you’re a heavy sleeper or up already, it’s more than likely that you’ll be stirred awake before the rising sun pours through the windows. It’s not his intention to do so and he’ll apologize with a groggy fondness if he notices your eyes cracked open and trying to fight off the sleep clinging to them, but will otherwise keep quiet if you remain undisturbed and in the land of dreams. He knows he should be getting up and ready to head out to the cafe and setting up, but he can’t help but lay beneath the sheets with you for a few moments longer. His arm will typically be draped around you (if not one under your head) when you wake up and if it’s not and he’s still beside you, something is definitely wrong. No harm in that, he silently muses. Sojiro feels pretty bad if he wakes you up, but tries to coax you back into sleep. If you’re indignant about staying up with him for whatever reason, he’ll go along with it without much of a hassle, but give you the most unimpressed I told you so look when you’re exhausted later in the day.

His morning routine is surprisingly long once he manages to drag himself out of bed, although it’s nothing extreme. If you’re still sleeping, he’ll leave the bedroom door slightly ajar so he can peek in when he passes by but disappear into the bathroom. If you’re awake and your routine aligns with his, then he’ll share the space so you can get ready next to him. Regardless of the scenario, he tends to reflect a bit and may watch you from the corner of his eye with the most loving gaze you can imagine. It’s been so long since he’s had someone by his size and twice as long since he’s been in a committed relationship that the knowledge of actually having a partner can be dumbfounding. He’s still in disbelief that he’s managed to be with someone like you: a person so understanding of how his daughter comes first, how he leaves his involvement in the government behind and doesn’t pry. Although his regrets follow him to this day, he’s happy with what and who he has now. If you catch him, he’ll dismiss it with a knowing grin and open up if you try and prod it out of him.

No matter how long you and Sojiro have been together for, it’s a known and obvious fact that Futaba rarely leaves her room. By the way things are moved slightly around the house (namely the kitchen and bathroom), it’s clear that she comes out if she needs something when no one else is around to catch her. Every morning he’ll take some time to make breakfast and leave a plate out for you and his daughter to take when you’re both hungry, knowing the smell of food will draw her out eventually. It’s not conventional by any means, but he wants to make sure she eats and has a decent diet outside the junk food she’s always asking for. He knows he isn’t obligated to, but he really enjoys preparing bento for you so he knows you have something to eat later in the day. That is, unless you work with him in Leblanc where he’ll make you whatever kind of curry you enjoy. If you’re up with him and not in any rush to go, he wouldn’t mind the help prepping the food! Really, anything you do is a moment he treasures and can’t say no time. Before he leaves, he’ll give you a kiss (or check in on you if you’re still sleeping) and shoot you a text to have a good day.

Sojiro is a little bewildered to see Futaba out of her room for a good portion of time once her Palace and Medjed has been taken care of, unbeknownst to him. Don’t get him wrong, he’s incredibly happy that she’s taking steps out of her comfort zone and making friends, but it’s an abrupt change all the same. His morning routine is largely the same, but this time he’s joined by Futaba during breakfast. It does get a laugh of him to see her drag herself from her room and plop into her seat, trying to force her eyes to remain open so early in the morning and not fall asleep then and there. It does take her some time to get used to you, but warms up pretty easily and might even start leaning against you as she nods off if you join them for breakfast. The young girl sometimes helps make bentos with him, but he oftentimes just has her go back to bed because he doesn’t want her to hurt herself if she’s too drowsy. It’s a wonderful change that warms his heart and from then on, Sojiro starts his days in the comfort of his family and in the presence of the people he loves most.

Prior to Futaba’s change of heart, Sojiro didn’t like leaving Yongen-Jaya for long. He didn’t have to worry about her going anywhere, but if something happened to her then he wanted to be there for her as quickly as possible. He didn’t know what he would do with himself if he left and returned, only to find out something happened that he could have lent a hand in preventing. Because of that, he’d prefer to go somewhere local if possible, but you’ll have to have damn good negotiation skills to convince him to go somewhere a bit farther. After the Medjed situation and Akira holding a fair amount of his trust, Sojiro is a bit easier to convince to go somewhere a bit farther than Yongen-Jaya knowing that his daughter is in good hands. There’s this sushi place that he really enjoys going to and it can be a pretty busy during the evening, but it has a great atmosphere and is comfortable to frequent. It’s a bit pricey, but money isn’t a problem for him and the food is always delicious. In fact, he considers it a great date spot and a nice getaway from the kids who are definitely giving him more grey hairs than he can count.

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[randoimago]

Hello I saw you were writing for persona 5 again is it okay to have headcanons for iwai and how would he react to his s/o also being a single parent to a cheerful hyperactive energetic daughter I feel like the child could also be adopted by the reader so it could be something they could bond over I feel like the reader adopted them after a close friend of theirs passed away and gave custody to the reader

With a Single Parent S/O That Has a Hyperactive Daughter

Fandom: Persona 5

Character(s): Munehisa Iwai, Sojiro Sakura

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): anon asked for Sojiro too in a separate message

Iwai

Iwai certainly doesn't have the energy to keep up with your daughter, but he does hope that maybe she can help Kaoru step out of his shell. Having you bring your daughter over with you does fill him with relief because he's not the only single parent and he can just bond with you over how he feels like he doesn't know what he's doing half the time.

A tad worried that your daughter might be a bad influence on Kaoru with how energetic she is. Iwai knows that you have a good kid, but he doesn't know if he could handle if Kaoru suddenly had those energy levels. But again, Iwai would be happy to see Kaoru more upbeat and lively thanks to your daughter too.

Probably raises an eyebrow if the kids start asking about his Yakuza background. He knows they're just being curious kids, but they look a bit too excited to hear stories from him. He'd most likely refuse at first but after awhile he'd eventually explain things, informing the kids that being Yakuza wasn't a video game and that those days are behind him. Iwai does smirk a bit at all the questions and excitement though. It is a tad amusing.

While Iwai does like you showing up to his work so you both can talk and flirt a bit without the kids around, he gives the most deadpan expression if your daughter shows up. Not only that, but if she shows up with Kaoru and Akira, he'll try to get all of them to leave because he does not have the time to deal with the three of them being gremlins in his store.

Sojiro

Honestly relieved that you two both have kids that are too energetic for you. Don't get him wrong, he loves Futaba, but he can not keep up with every hyperfixation she has. He tries to follow along, but she loses him not even halfway through. So he's glad that your kid can share interests with her.

There are some times when he does worry a bit. He cares for you a lot and knows you're a great parent, but he worries about Futaba getting a bit too excited when your kids have play dates or hang outs. She did go through a lot and her energy levels aren't that high and he doesn't want her getting overwhelmed.

While his protective dad instincts do kick in, both of those kids are the ones to force him out the door to take you on dates and spend time with just you. He's slightly afraid of the house burning down while he's gone, but he does enjoy the being able to spend time with you.

I like to imagine that while he's out on a date that he notices Futaba, Akira, and your kids spying on you both at some point. He gets so flustered before looking at you and then inviting the three to join in for an impromptu family outing.

Taglists: @reo-the-leo

[bluesimba]

Post Glory

Fandom: Persona 5

Pairing: Akira/Reader, Ryuji/Reader

Warnings: Heavy spoilers, explicit depictions of depression, intense grieving, and trauma.

Notes: Can we talk about how much trauma the Phantom Thieves have been through in canon

Dedicated to @ao3-actually-android <3

[I]

November 1st.

The receptionist at the front desk glances at you from under her bangs for the fourth time. She adjusts the collar of her shirt and types something with a flutter of her hands. From the corner of the waiting room, a member of your security team stares at her.

You pick up one of the magazines on the table in front of you. The glossy pages pass between your fingers, and several diagrams of the brain pop up with its functions outlined. Terms like depression and anxiety and trauma stand out on almost every page. They cycle through your head again, but this time it’s not three hours after you swallowed sleeping pills.

Breathing on beat with the ebbing and flowing of the waiting room’s music makes your head less congested.

A door locks the waiting room off from the offices, and a woman in a light pink dress steps through. Her voice carries your name. When you stand up and gesture for your security team to stay put, she smiles at you.

“Hi,” she says as she leads you to her office. “My name is Kaede. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She tells you her qualifications.

“Pleasure to meet you, too! I’m sorry I had to reschedule at the last minute. It’s been pretty hectic.”

By hectic do you mean being fused with the fibers of your bed? Or avoiding the growing mountains of clutter that sprung up in your room? How about how it’s taxing to grab your phone charger from the floor? Or worst of all, not being able to articulate why you can’t do anything, instead masking it with “busy” or “hectic” or “sorry, I can’t do that today.”

“That’s no problem. Our specialized program is very flexible with our clients’ schedules.” She opens her office door for you. You take the seat next to her desk, and while you marvel at the cohesion of colors in her office, she sits behind her desk, clicks her mouse, and brings up a tab on the computer. “Before we begin, everything we talk about here is strictly between us. Nothing will be shared unless you become a threat to yourself or others.”

“Okay.”

“So, I read over your personal statement, and you mentioned you made an appointment for therapy because you feel untethered. Can you elaborate on what lead to that feeling?”

“Sure, so I’ll start with the Phantom Thieves.”

[II]

August.

Café Leblanc’s red closed sign protects you from the swarming streets. Hives of reporters frenzy outside, lanyards around their necks and cameras in hand. Your hand knocks against the salt and pepper shakers as the others crowd in the booth, with Makoto next to you. Across from you, Ryuji inhales an appetizer.

Futaba glares at Yusuke, who sips tea from a white cup. She pushes her glasses up and scrunches her nose.

“Inari, acknowledge that your left leg is shorter than your right,” she says.

“Nonsense, my legs are symmetrical, that I can assure you.”

She pulls out her phone and ignores her cup of coffee, which is four sizes too big for her. You and Makoto exchange glances.

You lean over the table to come out from the corner. “And what’s the point of arguing over Yusuke’s leg difference, Futaba? You’ve both been squabbling more ever since. . .”

Futaba halts trying to pull up Yusuke’s medical records. Sojiro stops waxing the bar just for a minute, his pink shirt now too vibrant for the solemnity washing over his face. The legs of the Phantom Thieves sit around the table, but Akira’s absence comes with its own ghost. Two years and his ghost still follows.

Makoto seems like she’s on the other side of the world, now, from you.

Akira who solves everything. Akira who acts as the unifying pillar. He makes you ache. He makes you lonely, untethered. The thrills, the disguises, the abilities, they all have his name on them. Everything about him scrambles you.

“Anyway.” You cough. “I’ve been thinking we should do something together since we’re all off right now. You know, like the good ol’ days.”

Silence resounds in Leblanc, but Ryuji grins and it warms your heart. “That’s awesome! Whaddya say, guys?” He looks around at everyone, and his enthusiasm brings everyone back together.

“That would be nice, especially since it’s been so long,” Makoto says. She shuts her eyes for a second. “Do you have anything specific in mind?”

You hum. “How about the beach? I think the last time we all went together was when we went to Hawaii a few years ago. We could pick up a game of beach volleyball!”

“And it’d be a good chance to get some sun!” Ann says.

Everyone takes out their phone calendars, and Makoto, the master of organization herself, makes quick work of it. “How does the last Saturday this month sound for everyone?” she asks.”That way we can avoid Autumn from September to November.”

November.

November.

November.

It takes you away. It stuffs your heart in your throat. Everyone else continues planning, unfazed, but Ryuji notices. And his smile dims.

Makoto calls your name, but it doesn’t register. So does Ann.

“Wendy.” Futaba puts down her phone.

You blink. Wendy. Wendy. Your real name doesn’t bring you out of it. Wendy, your alias, with a fishing hook on it tugs you out of Neverland.

“Oh, sorry.” You blink again for good measure and to reassure everyone you aren’t a stone statue. “It’s just been a. . .” Hard? Debilitating? Exhaustive for reasons you can’t articulate? “Busy time. I guess it caught up with me all at once.” There it is. Busy.

“Happens to the best of us.” Makoto smiles. “Does that date work for you?”

“Absolutely,” you say without glancing at your calendar.

Over the next fifteen minutes the Phantom Thieves disperse—Ann with a modeling gig she’s got to make, Makoto for a lunch with Sae, Yusuke to read up on art theory, Haru for a meeting, and Futaba to make memes. Ryuji is the only one who stays.

Leblanc’s quietness disturbs Ryuji to his core. You see it by the way he fidgets and leans back to yawn. When he knows you’ve caught him, he looks away.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hey. What’s up?”

Sticking his elbow on the bar, he puts his hand on the side of his neck. “You can talk to me if you need to.”

Right. November. Robin Hood. Goro.

“Thank you, Ryuji.” You avert your eyes downward. “But this is something personal.”

He leans back against the booth, putting more distance between you two, and he looks. . .he looks something you can’t decipher. Wounded? No, small. After a second he brings back his smile to mend the air. “No problem. Just gotta look out for one of my best buds.”

“Hey, do you know if Morgana is stil. . .”

“Upstairs? Yeah, I think he sleeps up there sometimes, since, you know.”

“Let’s invite him to the beach with the rest of us.”

“The cat? And sand ? Now that’s something I gotta see.”

“Don’t be mean, Ryuji!”

When he laughs you have to choke down your own. The light in Leblanc hits him just right, and he looks untouched by the corruption, by the palaces, by Yaldabaoth. Hope lives in his eyes and dreams light up his cheeks.

November’s weight sits on your shoulders. Akechi Goro’s death lingers. The Robin Hood to your Wendy is sleeping. And to think, he was eighteen.

Your brother would have been twenty this year.

[III]

The beach concaves away from the rest of society. Stray beach towels spot the sand and the waves edge up to reach for their ends. Cliff edges meet the ocean under the inky new moon sky.

Tiny lights hang up on a string and frame the entrance of the restaurant you eat at. Morgana peers at Ann from the stool next to her with hearts in his eyes. Sometimes he tries to steal a glance at Futaba’s phone, only for her to yank it close to her chest. If the beach behind you disappeared, no one would blink twice.

Morgana wanders over to you and Ryuji and hops on one of the two empty stools that separate you both from everyone else. His lip curls and a smile sneaks out. You shield your bowl of ramen in case he decides to pounce on the bar. There’s not a chance in hell you’re letting him knock over this art; a prepared egg sliced clean in half with its golden yolk on display, a spread of colors blended together, and flavors that glide over your tongue and keep you coming back for more.

“Looks like you got burned, Ryuji.” He licks his paw and glances at Ryuji from the corners of his eyes.

Ryuji’s lips screw, and he tries to cross his arms but winces because of the sunburn spread over his body. “It’s not like I knew the sun was gonna be raging today.” He looks at you. “And you knew and didn’t tell me!”

You laugh. “Sorry, but you should’ve brought the sunscreen anyway.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. At least I wasn’t afraid to get in the water.”

A smirk cuts your lips, and you cover Morgana’s ears. “Don’t make fun of him! Of course he wouldn’t get in the water!” Turning to Morgana, you coo at him in a voice you know makes his skin crawl. “That punk didn’t mean it, Morgana. Don’t listen to him. I’ll protect you.”

“Don’t act like you didn’t get in, either! And who are you callin’ a punk?”

When you uncover Morgana’s ears, he takes the chance to slip away.

“Oh come on, Ryuji, you were being a little punk-y.”

“Was not!”

“Really? Then maybe we should get everyone else’s opinions.”

Before you can call out to everyone and make Ryuji’s skin even brighter, he hoists you up and throws you over his shoulder. He winces but starts walking to the shoreline.

“Did you forget you were sunburned?”

Two beats of silence echo between you two before he answers. “It’s no big deal. Besides, you’re getting wet at least once today.”

The fool. The absolute buffoon. The heat under your face erupts.

“You’re hopeless, Ryuji.”

He says something you don’t catch because blood detonates in your ears over and over again. Your heart chokes on an overload of sugar. It’s buried in a sugary grave. You protest by muttering into his shoulder.

Only a few inches of space are between you and the water by the time he stops walking. He’s a few inches shy of being chest-deep. If you flick your foot down, you’d skim the water for sure, but there’s no fun in tearing his dream of dunking you away.

“Hold on, gimme a sec.”

That doesn’t sound good.

It isn’t.

He shifts you around and you flail, then you wind up in his arms. Your heart, stuffed with sugar, is revived by the way he looks at you. Light rosy tinges whip over his cheeks, and he turns his head away from you for a second.

Once he collects himself, he counts off with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“One, two. . .”

“Just do it already!”

When he lets go, you see him mouth the number three. The water floods over your face and body, and you seal your eyes shut.

It’s quiet, here. You kick up some sand with your heel while trying to get your bearings straight, but the ocean swallows the noise. All you have is how the grainy the sand feels.

How did Goro feel on that sinking ship? Explosive? Confused? Destroyed?

Helpless?

Did you even know your brother well?

How can you even attempt to understand the pits of helplessness and wrath he drowned in when something like this—going for a swim—sets you off? How can you grieve for so long and know so little?

Someone’s calling your name, but the sounds are muffled by the water.

Ryuji plunges his hand in and brings you back. The ocean’s surface breaks with your head, and your resurfacing looks less “majestic mermaid with perfect hair” and more “air exists and it’s delicious.”

After a second he brings you close to him, wrapping you in a hug. You press against his collarbone.

“Ryuji, what’s wrong?”

“I just got worried, ‘s all.”

You pull back. “Well, I’m all right. You made sure of that when you pulled me out. See? Nothing bad would’ve happened.”

He avoids your gaze. “I tried calling your name.”

“I think I heard that. You might’ve had better luck if you called me Wendy. Seems like I can hear that from around the world.”

Wendy tells you what to say, how to smile, what to wear, what to think, and who to be. If you do everything she says, you can stand next to Robin Hood and Peter Pan and all the other fairytale characters who are bound to the pages of their own stories. Wendy makes you worthy.

She was always the press’ favorite.

“I ain’t gonna call you Wendy. ‘s not who you are.” He says your name under the moonless sky in such a way that it might break if the ocean got too close to it. “You ain’t Wendy.”

You aren’t Wendy.

You aren’t Wendy.

“I—I appreciate that. A lot.”

He looks at the beach. “You don’t gotta thank me. Let’s get back before the others come lookin’ for us.”

Both of you tread in silence. After a minute the water slides off you, but the sand sticks to your wet feet as you climb out of the ocean. You both wander over to his beach towel; its colors were blasted dry by the sun earlier.

When you sit down, you sit close to him and your shoulders bump. Beads of water trail your neck, your arms, and your legs. You glimpse him staring out at the ocean.

“It’s nice being out here,” you say. You reel back the words “with you” when you think about Akira.

“Yeah? Can’t say I’ve ever had a sunburn this big before.”

You roll your eyes and bring your knees to your chest, but the smile sailing over your lips slips out. “Which is because you didn’t bring sunscreen.”

“Pffft, there’s no way a stupid sunburn’s gonna get a leg up on me.”

Along the beach there are sandcastles, some in perfect condition, some folded in on themselves, and some that exist only as lumps of sand. A tiny red and white store-bought flag pokes out of a collapsing one. The tide rolls in and out and chips away at the ones along the shoreline.

“It’s kind of nice to be away from the world for a bit,” you say. “You know? Sequestered away from the reporters and everything.”

He puts his arms behind and lies on his back. “You’re telling me. Been hounding us ever since our identities were released. I mean, who does that! We were seventeen!”

“We were seventeen and arguably the most powerful force in Japan.”

“C’mon, we were kids. You should know how all that affected us better than anyone. You’re majoring in psych and all that stuff.”

“By affected you mean the stress it’d have on a developing teenage brain?”

“That! Someone should tell all those reporters to read up on that shit.”

Streams of conversation come from the restaurant. The rest of the Phantom Thieves tell jokes and bicker and bask in the restaurant’s lighting. Judging from that spilling sound, Morgana jumped on the bar.

“They’ve been hanging around my favorite places. It got bad a few weeks ago,” you say.

“Whadda they want?”

You shift. “An interview with Wendy.”

He makes a sound of disgust. “Tell ‘em to screw off. You don’t know a Wendy.”

Leaning against him right now would be nice. You’d fit next to him well, and he’d sling his arm over your shoulders. Under the moonless sky, you’d both be two halves of a complete moon.

But you do know a Wendy. If you were stronger, you could evict her right now with his help. She reminds you of the abilities you had and the times where it was you and the Phantom Thieves versus the world. She reminds you of Goro.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Waves continue to crash. Tiny sounds from the ecosystem of the beach wade between you both. He chews the inside of his cheek. When he breathes, it smothers the tiny sounds and the conversations from the restaurant.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinkin’,” he says.

“About?”

He sits up and rubs the back of his neck. “Everything we did, I guess. Changed a lot of stuff.”

You laugh. “It’d be kind of weird if nothing changed when we fought a god. Besides, I thought you’d enjoy the spotlight.”

“You kiddin’? I can’t even run in peace without someone on my ass.”

“Well.” A quick brush of your hands takes some of the sand off, and you get up and hold out your hand. “You can always try now. I’ll race you to fire up that competitive spirit!”

“For real?”

“Yeah.”

He clasps his hand in yours. “Yeah? Don’t cry when you lose.”

[IV]

Doctor Kaede slides a box of tissues to the corner of her desk and you pluck one to have something to hold onto. “What you’re feeling is valid. Have you discussed your grief with anyone else?”

“Only one person, Akira.”

“What about him made you open up?”

Kamoshida, Madarame, Kaneshiro, Futaba, Okumura, Sae, Shido. Hell, the collective social conscious of everyone wrapped up in the endless tracks of Mementos! How many times do you need to add Yaldabaoth to that list, too? Everyone talks about the humans the Phantom Thieves changed, but no one mentions the cosmic-defying entities you defied by daring to be your own people. Akira brought a rag-tag group of teenagers together to challenge the very fabric of the universe.

“I don’t know, really. I guess I thought if anyone could understand, it’d be him. He was the closest to Goro.”

She furrows her eyebrows. “Were you close to your brother?”

You fidget and rub the side of your neck. “We didn’t have that kind of relationship in the traditional sense. He had a hard time opening up, refused to, most of the time. I didn’t know anything about him other than that Shido was somehow involved, but there was something different when Akira showed up.”

“And how did you cope with Goro’s. . .actions?”

She might as well stamp the word “murderer” on his forehead. Is she wrong?

Of course! He was tossed aside by Shido and manipulated as a kid!

No, she isn’t. Goro did that of his own free will.

Come on, you of all people know the toll abuse and manipulation takes on a child.

I know. I know he was in unimaginable pain.

Then why are you sitting here and betraying him?

I’m not betraying him. These are the facts of the situation. I wanted to help him!

You can’t even imagine what he went through. Stop trying. You even admitted some guy got closer to your brother in one year than you did in your whole life.

We’re still family .

“I probably could’ve coped better.”

[V]

October.

Leblanc’s lights give you a headache.

“You gonna be okay, kid?” Sojiro asks as he unfastens his apron.

Hunched over with your forehead against a table, you groan. The bags under your eyes drag your face down, but hey, who needs concealer when no one can see your face?

“Wake me up when people obsess over something else.”

He walks over and pats your shoulder. “You can stay if you lockup. Remember to turn off everything when you leave this time.”

The door opens before you answer. Light, airy, almost, the bell rings. You lift your head, blinking, and turn toward the door. Who comes into a café five minutes before closing? His slim silhouette stands in the doorway while rain splatters on the pavement. Great, you know he’s the type to order something extravagant, expect it in two minutes, and stall closing.

Sojiro whistles and puts one of his hands on his hips. He smiles. “Finally decided to show your face around here, huh, kid?”

In one second he goes from being a stranger to someone who causes the ache in your heart; a curly black head of hair and glasses. Now, though, he’s taller, and the blazer he wears looks like it was plucked from a high-end fashion designer’s wardrobe.

“Akira,” you say. The table wobbles under your hands when you jut up. His very presence reinforces the chronic loneliness, the hollowness everyone tried to patch up with promises to get together, and the messages you and Ryuji and Makoto and Futaba—and everyone sent that were left on read or met with a single word response.

Shock registers on Sojiro’s face when you storm up to Akira, and in some place deep, deep, deep down in your head, a twinge of, what is it—shame or fear?—rears its head. But fuck it. If you looked away, Akira could pull one of his disappearing stunts.

“You asshole!” You jab a finger at him, grind your teeth, seethe, and do all the things that say I hate you, I hate you, I hate you .

Wide-eyed, Sojiro steps in to break you apart. “Hey, hey, hey—”

Akira holds out his hand. “It’s fine.”

“Two years, Akira! You could have called or texted or something, but you didn’t.” You ball your fists. “You vanished.”

Him being here means you need to answer a question: how much can you matter to someone who up and leaves?

“Both of you sit down and cool off,” Sojiro says. “I’ll make you a drink.”

Being a foot and a half away from Akira who now sits across from you makes your jaw tight. The pot in the back brews coffee.

Akira looks you in the eyes. “You’re right to be angry.”

You cross your arms over your chest.

“I needed to make sure no one would cause you any issues,” he says.

“We’ve been followed for the last two years by reporters, Akira. Anyone we know has been hounded, too. Sae’s gotten so much more shit outside the courtroom. We scrubbed Mementos, but there will always be bad intentions.”

Sojiro walks over with your drinks in hand, sets them down in front of you both, and gives you each a glance.

“Thank you,” Akira says. He picks up the mug and brings it to his lips.

“I’ll be in the back. Don’t burn anything down, kid.”

When Sojiro disappears into the back, Akira sets the mug down.

“I wasn’t talking about the press,” he says.

Oh.

“You should’ve told us. We could’ve worked together so you didn’t have to do it on your own.” You look down. “We needed you, too. I needed you, Akira.”

He places his hand on yours. “I know, and I’m sorry.”

Tears line the bottom of your eyes and spill over. “It’s hard when everyone asks about him, you know? And it’s been two years so I feel like I’m supposed to be over it, but I’m not . I keep feeling it again and again and again.” You place your other hand over his. “You have to know how it feels, Akira. No one else gets it. You have to know.”

He says your name, and if your sniffles were any louder, you would have missed it. “Let’s go for a walk.”

Yeah, you need this.

“Where?”

“Trust me.”

He offers you his arm when he gets up, and you cling to him with the skin on your arm and hand touching his blazer.

“Always.”

Quiet streets listen to your footsteps as you take the back alleys. When you're here with him, will the portals come back while you round the corners? Your grip on him tightens. Rain pelts the umbrella.

“You’re nervous,” he says.

“And whose fault is that?”

He smirks.

You pass the little red arcade nestled away from the world where you met Akira for the first time, the old bookstore with a joined café where you ran into him the second time, and a closed movie theater where he got your number the third time. Then, a park comes into view. The wet grass bends to your feet as you both walk to the bench with an overhang.

The wooden bench squeaks when you both sit down, and Akira folds up the umbrella, then leans it against the bench. Ducks waddle out from the pond hidden by bushes.

“I was starfished out on the grass here and screaming when you asked me to join the Phantom Thieves,” you say.

“Morgana thought you were in pain.”

“Oh, I was. I was cramming verb and adjective conjugations. That time feels close and far away at the same time, you know?”

Whenever he casts a glance at you, it’s distant. You could lean against his shoulder, intertwine your fingers, and have your skin on his, but the barrier between you holds. Your heart remains content in your chest instead of lurching in your throat.

He whispers your name. “You talked about Goro earlier.”

Wailed, more like it, but yeah.

“You’re grieving,” he says. “I think seeing a professional would help you.”

What? Your eyes open wide. Does he think you can’t handle it? Does he think you’re broken? Stop. You take a deep breath. You’re not broken. Seeking therapy doesn’t make you broken or fragile. It makes you strong.

“Why?”

“I’m concerned about you. I know an office. They helped me with my trauma.” He puts his hand on yours.

Trauma? Was it trauma? Okumura’s death. Goro’s insatiable craving for revenge. Your brother looking at you, red blood vessels popping in his eyes, like he’d kill you. He said he would. Sweeping away the terrifying sides of Goro let you file everything you don’t like away and lock them up.

When Akira touches you, why do you wish he was Ryuji?

Your nails leave imprints on your palms, little crescent moons. “Can you send me their phone number?”

“Sure.”

All of Akira’s attributes line up with what you want on paper: charismatic, intelligent, sociable. So, why, when he scoots closer to you, do you want him to be Ryuji? Why do you want Ryuji’s arm slung around you and for him to pull you close?

“Akira, what do I mean to you?”

You watch the ducks. He looks at you.

“Everything.”

“I’m sorry.”

He squeezes your hand. “I know.”

[VI]

You puncture holes in the tissue and avoid Doctor Kaede’s eyes.

“Before we end our first session, are you aware of the model the Five Stages of Grief?” She pulls out a piece of paper with the stages of them in one column—denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.

“Yes.”

“Are you practicing self-care strategies?” She runs her finger down the other column, and you hone in on one or two of the thirty or more strategies.

“Sometimes, but it’s hard to talk about when I don’t know how to put the words together.” You jam your hands together.

She nods. “Grief is especially difficult to navigate because we’re not taught how to cope and understand what we’re feeling. If you’re comfortable, talking about how you’re feeling with people you trust could also help. Sometimes we seek external understanding because we’re unsure of how we feel on the inside.”

Akira—you poured and projected on him. He became your only emotional outlet.

“Grief comes in stages and everyone processes it in different ways. No matter what, you’re not alone.”

“Thank you, Doctor Kaede.” You smile. “Can I make a follow-up appointment for next week?”

You’re not alone. You’re never alone.

[VII]

November 2nd.

You hole yourself up in your apartment, as per usual on the second of November. Glimmering stars peek through your closed curtains. All at once, numbness takes you and keeps you suspended from the rest of the world.

Rings from your phone don’t bring you down. Each minute passes on lethargic legs, and you don’t need anything or anyone to tell you it’s 12:34 a.m. As soon as it was 12:01, you knew. Packets of candy litter your nightstand. You sink into your bed.

Someone raps their knuckles against your door. You turn away from it.

Ryuji calls your name.

You slug one leg out from underneath the blankets, then the other leg. The cool doorknob sends a shiver up your spine.

“Hey,” Ryuji says. He takes a moment to catch his breath. “Sorry it took me so long to get here. I had to run.”

One blink, then two, then three. He’s here for you. He remembered, and your throat constricts.

“Hey. Thanks.”

“Wanna sit outside?”

“Yeah, I do.”

You step out, closing the door behind you. Autopilot takes over when you lead him to a sitting area with two foldable chairs next to each other. Instead of sitting, you wander over to the gray railing and peer down to the busy street. He stands next to you, and you let the silence talk between you two.

Akira is everything you want on paper, but Ryuji—Ryuji is real and here. You touch his hand and trace the veins.

“Thanks for remembering, Ryuji.”

He catches every flutter of your eyes, and when you lean into him, he laces your fingers together. His hands, steady and warm, ground you.

“‘course, I’d do anything for you.”

You ask him a medley of questions: Why are you putting so much effort in? Why do I feel this again and again and again? Why can’t I let go?

Please, will you stay?

But they all roll themselves together when you look into his eyes, hands still intertwined, and breathe his name: “Ryuji.”

His name is air for your lungs. His touch is the sun walking on your skin. His closeness is a catharsis you’d only ever caught in Neverland before.

He brushes the side of your face with his free hand and kisses your forehead under the half moon. “Anything for you.”

Together, in time, you both could make a full moon.

[frickingnerd]

sleepovers with futaba sakura

pairing: futaba sakura x gn!reader

tags: romantic/platonic relationship, silly & wholesome fluff, mentions of sojiro, gaming nights, watching anime together

whether you're just friends with futaba or dating her – sojiro will come to check in on the two of you at least once or twice per hour!

futaba never had any friends to come over for a sleepover, so sojiro can't help but worry that the two of you might be doing inappropriate things behind closed doors – whether it's making out or taking drugs!

though in reality, futaba and you are simply gaming the night away!

you have a ton of snacks to eat while gaming too, since sojiro insisted on buying snacks for you, despite futaba having bought some already and you bringing some along too

futaba has an absurd amount of videogames to show you and you never spend too much time on one, before moving on to the next

if you like any of the games, she'll happily let you borrow them! but for now, she needs to show them all off to you!

once you're getting tired, futaba will put on some anime and you lay down together, talking as the anime plays in the background, until one of you ends up falling asleep…

[dragondemoness]

Welcome to the Dragon’s Den! Rules Page (Remastered)

I write stuff, and I take requests, so have fun :3

Here are the fandoms I'll write for:

Danganronpa (THH, Goodbye Despair, Killing Harmony, and Ultra Despair Girls)

Persona 5 and Persona 5 Royal/Strikers

Stardew Valley

Persona 3

Rules for Requesting: 

What I will allow:

I’ll write fluff, angst, and crack

I will write platonic relationships, poly relationships and yandere characters and readers

Yandere, angst and comedy tends to be my specialties

I will write Character x Character

I will write for Natsumi Kuzuryu, but not any other characters from the Danganronpa anime

I will write LGBT content (female x female, male x male, nonbinary or trans readers, etc) This blog is 100% LGBTQ+ Friendly :3

I will write for the Persona 5 confidants but I can’t guarantee to write them well

I will write for heavy topics such as anorexia and suicide, but only for the purposes of comfort. I am not in any way, shape or form romanticizing or fetishizing these topics. Content warnings will be tagged accordingly.

I can try to write for mental illnesses, but I’ll have to do research, and please correct me if I get a detail wrong, or if I need to put a trigger warning

Only platonic content for adult and child characters (ex. Sojiro Sakura, Zenkichi Hasegawa, the Warriors of Hope, etc.)

I can write for Morgana, but only in a platonic sense because... He's a cat

I can write for Sophia (Persona 5 Strikers) but most likely only in a platonic sense

For Stardew Valley, I will write for all marriage candidates. Only platonic stuff for adult/child characters. Married couples are iffy, depends on the prompt

What I will not allow:

No rape or non-consensual actions, unless it's recovery or comfort

No abuse, unless it's recovery or comfort

No NSFW (I am a minor and asexual)

No incest

I will not write for Haiji Towa

Please don't request characters from the Danganronpa anime (except Natsumi Kuzuryu) or any novels, fan games or whatever, as I'm not familiar with those. If that changes, I'll be sure to announce it

No palace rulers from Persona 5 or Persona 5 Royal, except maybe Maruki. Jail rulers from Strikers are iffy

Also:

Please keep in mind that I have the right to deny requests

I often struggle with lack of motivation, so I may take a bit longer to write certain requests, or may go a day or more without writing. Please be patient and don't attack me for being slow

If I deny a request, please do not send it in again. I always have a reason

If there's something about your request I don't understand, I will ask about it. I am not trying to annoy you, I just want to understand exactly what you're requesting so I can do my best job with writing it. Please be patient with me :)

If you have any questions about what I will and will not write, please don't hesitate to ask

And furthermore, I am currently not allowing any full cast requests for any of the Danganronpa games. They're too much for me, and I need a break from them. My max amount of characters per request is five.

BUT, I will allow requests for half a cast of characters (for example, the THH boys or the DV3 girls) Those are fine. That I can deal with. Just not everyone together.

And I will also allow requests for all the Phantom Thieves because those aren't as draining.

So! No requests for a full cast of characters. Please understand :)

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My pronouns are she/they, but I don't care too much about what pronouns you use. I am a minor, so please don't be creepy with me. I have autism and ADHD, so please be patient with me. I'm a bit of a sadist, so don't be too surprised if I post a bunch of angst. I'll be nice though, don't worry.

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Danganronpa Masterlist (has not been updated since last August rip)

Our Little Buddy Masterlist (Persona 5 Strikers)

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[akirakurusuimagines]

may I ask for headcanons on akira bringing his s/o to leblanc - would he have any qualms inviting them over at night? would he want it to be more traditional for the first time, to meet sojiro and morgana? (assuming morgana didn't alkready know them since he tends to be in the bag all the time, lol.) how long before he'd ask them to ~sleep over. y'know, stuff like that.

Akira is likely to introduce a significant other to Sojiro if they were close enough, especially since he doesn’t want to harm the trust that Sojiro has in him by sneaking his S/O in during the night.

Morgana is the first to know about Akira’s S/O, since he’s always in Akira’s bag and isn’t clueless.

 Akira probably brought his S/O to the cafe before a few times without Sojiro knowing it was Akira’s S/O, but never after cafe hours.

Akira and S/O would have to be pretty intimate in order for him to consider bringing them over at night, but this does not mean it would take a long time. It just means that Akira needs to feel very deep and involved in the relationship (give this man love and affection and he’s yours)

Akira is honestly not super worried about revealing his S/O to Sojiro, especially if he and Sojiro were close. He’d be like “Sojiro, meet [Name]. [Name], meet my guardian, Sojiro.” 

Sojiro would be confused at first, but soon pick up the subtle hints. He’d probably make a remark like “make sure to keep him out of trouble, alright?”

It would make his S/O super happy to be on good terms with everyone and would make Akira happy to see his S/O happy

His S/O would quickly become a regular at LeBlanc, going there on their spare time and honestly hanging out with cool daddy Sojiro™

In terms of sleeping over at his place, Akira wouldn’t be hesitant to ask his S/O after the meeting between his S/O and Sojiro. He’d probably ask Sojiro first since it is his place, but Sojiro doesn’t mind, since he’s grown to trust Akira.

The choice to come over is 100% S/O’s, though. Akira doesn’t force anything onto them

However he does tell them that raiding the pantries are off limits

And whatever naughty business they do has to stay f a r away from the cafe (aka stay in the attic) and not when anyone else was in the cafe or he’ll kick Akira out into the streets

If his S/O was there when Sojiro explained his boundaries they would be so flustered, especially with the twinkle in Akira’s eyes and that smirk on his face;;;

Akira and S/O would probably share the bed in this case, even if it is a bit small. They make it work.

Morgana is left to fend for himself though. Poor Mona.

All in all, a good time if you treat this boy right and love him