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*falls to the floor* I return to the land of Persona. I’m still busy in other fandoms, but Kanji was really calling to me, so I’m back now!! I’ll get to the threads that I have, assuming I can find them all, and maybe reblog some memes and throw out a starter call~
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I’m thinking about putting Kanji on a small hiatus. It’s nothing serious, but just more because he somewhat poofed on me. Plus, lately, I’ve been indulging in the Ace Attorney fandom by playing Miles and he’s a very strong muse at the moment. I’ll still check in over here, but roleplaying won’t be much of a thing until Kanji comes back. Feel free to follow my little shit over here: @milesedqewcrth
KanNao: Castle in the Sky
OKAY I had this idea a while ago, and I am so happy with this turn out!
💦 😉
sex+romance headcanons!
💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity?
This question varies on thread/plot, but in reality, Kanji is still in fact a virgin. He feels he hasn’t found the right person yet and he’s the type that wants it to be meaningful.
😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks?
Well, Kanji actually has quite a lot. To make matters easier, I’ll link you to his kink list.
💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
sex+romance headcanons!
💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
Honestly, Kanji’s the type to have stay-at-home dates, cooking dinner together and just relaxing on the couch and talking. However, if in the mood, Kanji will want to go on a walk at Samegawa Flood Plain.
Look up your muse’s name in the GIF search. Post the first result.
Originally posted by caterpieness
sex+romance headcanons!
Send me a symbol. Please note that some answers may be NSFW.
🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? 💬 When did my muse go on their first date? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? 👰 Would my muse ever get married? 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? 👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?
Fire flooded, melting her bones and fears, washing away the cold. She had felt vulnerable before, like an unhinged box full of anger, hurt and confusion. Now the world was sweet molasses, she was dripping ever-so slowly from the bottle. Nothing else mattered. The veins in her arms whispered to her in tongues, scorching with volatile fire; it doesn’t hurt any more. Nothing else matters. — Ind. Naoto Shirogane // Est. August 19, 2016 // Directed by Kandice.
“i had to be ur fake boyfriend/girlfriend bc some creep was hitting on you and it was making you uncomfortable and now i have busted knuckles and a cut lip but hey are u okay” au
Using the new GIF function, search your mun faceclaim and post the first gif that shows up
Originally posted by yangxiaoshlong
do u ever just look at ur muse and ur like (clenches fist) ur so fucking cute what the fuck
He froze upon her demand, shoulders tensing, heart tightening in his chest when her voice cracked. Shit. He really upset her. Naoto never expressed much emotion in her voice, so to hear her voice crack, because of him, it quite honestly broke his heart. He never wanted to be the source of her distress, but of course, he was. He was always the source of everyone’s distress. Hence why he ran away and concealed himself. He refused to tell anyone what happened, for they would simply blame him for the situation. ‘You’re too hot-headed’, ‘you provoked the fighting’, ‘maybe if you didn’t snap so quickly, you wouldn’t be picked on’. Yeah, fuck that shit. So, yes, he was going to lie. He couldn’t tell her what happened or how he felt. He couldn’t express how much he loathed himself. He winced at her confession of being scared, lifting his gaze to meet hers, heart fluttering at her reminding promise before his heart dropped to the deepest pit in Hell. She shouldn’t be there for him. He was too much to handle. No one should have to support him. He didn’t deserve it. He was more than just a handful. She already had far too much to deal with, what with the police and all. She didn’t need to take on a child throwing a tantrum over the treatment he received day in and day out. He just had to suck it up and get the fuck over it. ❛ Ya shouldn’t have to be here for me, Naoto. I ain’t much to support. Ya got enough shit to worry ‘bout, you don’t needa worry about me. I’m just throwin’ a bitch fit over nothin’. I run away, s’what I do. ❜
“But…”
Hearing him talk turned her anger into sadness. She wasn’t sure what was making Kanji say those things, or why he was so reluctant to talk to her. But she wished there were someone else there. Someone who could know what to say or what to do to make the blond boy feel at ease… or at least someone he could trust.
She looked up at him, silently breathing, analyzing the best move now and choosing her words carefully. She really wanted to slap him. That may make him realize he was talking nonsense… but she couldn’t predict Kanji’s reaction… For some minutes she tried to remember something she had read that could help in that moment… but after a while, her mind was even more confused. She sighed in frustration.
“I’m worried because…” that was going to be hard to say. Naoto covered her face with the blue cap “I’m worried because you are important to me.” Talking about that kind of things was difficult. It made her feel so vulnerable. Letting other people know they had the power to hurt her in the real way… always terrified the detective. But she took some steps closer to him, taking a deep breath.
“Our shadows taught us how futile running away is. However, it’s not an easy task to face ourselves” with a soft smile, the expression of her eyes became soft “Run away if you must. Just don’t forget I’m here when you get tired of running”
Kanji chewed on his bottom lip, meeting her gaze again and finding nothing but pure concern and a twinge of sadness. He honestly just felt like shit, putting her through all this. He released a sigh at the same time as her, then his heart completely stopped at her confession. He was important to her ? Him ? Kanji Tatsumi ? The infamous delinquent that always looked for trouble ? Important ? Why ? These questions ran through his head and he wound up voicing them. ❛ M-Me ? Important ? Why ? I... I ain’t nothin’ special, Naoto. ❜ Why couldn’t he just accept it ? He wanted someone to care for him, didn’t he ? So why was he trying so hard to push Naoto away ? Maybe it was because he was still completely terrified of women. He stiffened slightly as the detective came closer to him, then he exhaled a tired sigh, raking a hand through his hair. Fuck it, he was just going to explain everything. Worst case scenario, she’d judge him and tell him to grow up. It sounded horrifying and he hated taking any risks that dealt with his emotions and just him as a person, but, he had to take this one. If not for himself, for her. ❛ ’m tired of runnin’, but s’all I know how to do. I never dealt with my problems, I ran away instead, an’ I know our shadows were s’posed to teach us to face ourselves, but, it’s hard as shit for me. Everyone else had it kin’a easy, but me, I still struggle with myself. I still hate the other side of me, even if I accepted it. It’s hard to accept yourself when others fuckin’ shame you for who you are. It ain’t fuckin’ fair. It’s complete and utter bullshit. I... I hate that they ever saw my shadow, because now they just treat me like shit over it. So I ain’t gonna be myself, I’m gonna keep runnin’, I’m still gonna fake my tough guy act ‘cause it’s the only way I can protect myself. ❜ His hands clenched into fists, the anger and hurt boiling over and spilling out of him like a racing river. ❛ Today was just the same bullshit again. Bein’ called all this fuckin’ shit, ‘pussy’, ‘slut’, ‘manwhore’, ‘fag’, ‘moron’, I fuckin’ snapped an’ I did what I do best; I ran away. I’m... I’m so fuckin’ tired of being treated like this. Like I’m either an idiot or some kin’a slut for not givin’ a shit about gender when likin’ someone. I just want people to accept me an’ just leave it at that, but they don’t. They just love pickin’ on me. ❜ He rubbed at his face, fighting the urge to cry again. He did enough of that today, he was exhausted and emotionally drained.
The tension surrounded them like a thick fog as they stared at each other before Naoto spoke. Upon her statement, shame burned through the slightly younger teenager, his head bowing, causing the moonlight to illuminate his scar. Exhaling a sigh, Kanji nodded in acknowledgement. ❛ ’m sorry, I know I should’a told her where I was goin’, but I never do, she knows this. ❜ He said. Upon Naoto’s harsh tone, he flinched, stomach tightening into knots as he replayed earlier’s events in his head. He was still reeling from what happened, still stuck in a little funk. He despised the way he was. His hurt and anger wasn’t over the treatment anymore, now it was just self-loathing. Parting his lips, he tried to express what was on his mind, but his words fought to stay down. She’d just think of him as pathetic, everyone does at some point, and he didn’t know if he could take that sort of judgement from her. Shaking his head, he eventually just shrugged his shoulders. ❛ It ain’t important, just some stupid shit. I’ll get over it. ‘m sorry she bugged ya. I’ll go home. ❜ Just brush it off, run home and apologize to Ma, then lock yourself in the room, he told himself. However, knowing Naoto, she was going to drag this out of him, whether he liked it or not. And quite frankly, he didn’t like it.
Did he really think she would buy that? After all that happened, she couldn’t believe he was trying to fool her with the old tough punk excuses. Her steel blue eyes squinted at him, feeling the anger burning in her veins. If she wasn’t used to control herself, she’d probably be shouting at him at that moment.
Still, the detective could feel the stiffness of her body, like it was a way of containing the flood of emotions.
“Hold it right there!” she took some steps to stand between Kanji and the playground’s exit, clutching her fists “Why are you lying to me?” saying that out loud made her voice break briefly and had to take some seconds to compose herself and muttered “…I was scared… When I said I’d be there for you… I really meant it.”
He froze upon her demand, shoulders tensing, heart tightening in his chest when her voice cracked. Shit. He really upset her. Naoto never expressed much emotion in her voice, so to hear her voice crack, because of him, it quite honestly broke his heart. He never wanted to be the source of her distress, but of course, he was. He was always the source of everyone’s distress. Hence why he ran away and concealed himself. He refused to tell anyone what happened, for they would simply blame him for the situation. ‘You’re too hot-headed’, ‘you provoked the fighting’, ‘maybe if you didn’t snap so quickly, you wouldn’t be picked on’. Yeah, fuck that shit. So, yes, he was going to lie. He couldn’t tell her what happened or how he felt. He couldn’t express how much he loathed himself. He winced at her confession of being scared, lifting his gaze to meet hers, heart fluttering at her reminding promise before his heart dropped to the deepest pit in Hell. She shouldn’t be there for him. He was too much to handle. No one should have to support him. He didn’t deserve it. He was more than just a handful. She already had far too much to deal with, what with the police and all. She didn’t need to take on a child throwing a tantrum over the treatment he received day in and day out. He just had to suck it up and get the fuck over it. ❛ Ya shouldn’t have to be here for me, Naoto. I ain’t much to support. Ya got enough shit to worry ‘bout, you don’t needa worry about me. I’m just throwin’ a bitch fit over nothin’. I run away, s’what I do. ❜
angst starters
“Get away from me!”
“I’m not leaving you.”
“Go. Just… go.”
“There’s so much blood.”
“They turned me into this.”
“I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.”
“Traitor!”
“I just want to go home…”
“They’re — they’re gone! They left us and they’re gone!”
“If I don’t make it out of here…”
“I didn’t think it would hurt this much…”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“This is my fault.”
“Don’t close your eyes. Don’t leave me.”
“How could you do this?”
“I’m a monster. That’s all I ever have been.”
“Did you know all this time?”
“I can’t… I can’t… I can’t see.”
“I’m doing this for you.”
“Please don’t go.”
“You’re my best friend. I can’t leave you.”
“You… you were lying this entire time.”
“Everyone leaves in the end. They come, and they go. They all go…”
“You promised! You promised you’d stay!”
“You’re just going to give up?”
“Can you see me?”
“This is my responsibility.”
“I’m not just going to stand by while you destroy everything.”
“If one of us has to live, I’d rather it was you.”
“I’ve been lying to you.”
“I never want to see you again!”
“Trust me. One last time.”
“If we go down, we go together, okay?”
“I’m not going to abandon you! Not when you’re like this!”
“You’ve damned us all.”
“I… I have to go.”
“I can’t lose you again!”
“I’ve always known you would become a monster.”
“I’m giving up.”
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Returning back to the playground, his gaze caught on the figure on the swings, heart leaping in his throat out of panic. Shit. When did they arrive? He assumed he would remain alone, but it appeared someone else decided to spend time here as well. He captured his bottom lip between snow-kissed teeth, squinting in the dark as he slowly approached. Upon recognizing the form of the ‘stranger’, relief burned through his veins and he took that as encouragement to approach entirely. ❛ Naoto, whataya doin’ here ? ❜ He asked the Detective Prince, stopping just short of her, hands stuffing themselves in his pockets. A breeze fluttered by, causing the jacket on his shoulders to flap behind him like a cape.
Her body startled when his voice disturbed their concentration. Eyes wide open, she turned to him, trying with all her might to stifle an increasing urge of shouting at him. “What were you thinking, running away like that!? You scared me to death!” The words acruing in her lips, burning her throat like fire. Naoto had to grit her teeth to recollect herself.
“… Your mother…” she breathed deeply, composing a blank face “You made her worry. She requested my assistance to find you” the detective examined Kanji’s face, looking for signs of a fight: bruises, blood… something that could give her clues of what had happened “What is the motivation behind your attitude, Kanji-kun?” her voice sounded harser than she intended “… this is… this is not like you.”
The tension surrounded them like a thick fog as they stared at each other before Naoto spoke. Upon her statement, shame burned through the slightly younger teenager, his head bowing, causing the moonlight to illuminate his scar. Exhaling a sigh, Kanji nodded in acknowledgement. ❛ ’m sorry, I know I should’a told her where I was goin’, but I never do, she knows this. ❜ He said. Upon Naoto’s harsh tone, he flinched, stomach tightening into knots as he replayed earlier’s events in his head. He was still reeling from what happened, still stuck in a little funk. He despised the way he was. His hurt and anger wasn’t over the treatment anymore, now it was just self-loathing. Parting his lips, he tried to express what was on his mind, but his words fought to stay down. She’d just think of him as pathetic, everyone does at some point, and he didn’t know if he could take that sort of judgement from her. Shaking his head, he eventually just shrugged his shoulders. ❛ It ain’t important, just some stupid shit. I’ll get over it. ‘m sorry she bugged ya. I’ll go home. ❜ Just brush it off, run home and apologize to Ma, then lock yourself in the room, he told himself. However, knowing Naoto, she was going to drag this out of him, whether he liked it or not. And quite frankly, he didn’t like it.
