Anne Takamaki

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Atlus may have forgotten but not I. If interested in interacting with the original best detective in the persona franchise, Katsuya Suou from Persona 2: Eternal Punishment ( and a Persona 5 AU where he’s the father of a certain protagonist / p5-kun ), please like or REBLOG this post. Crossover and Original Character friendly. Thanks in advance.
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To call it silence would have been incorrect… The breeze whispering through the trees – and the distant sounds of city life – made sure of that. And yet, Makoto still felt alone. The humble tombstone before her seemed ordinary enough to anyone else, but in her eyes, it might as well have carried the weight of the entire world. That familiar name, carved into the edifice, never failed to pain her, and she could feel that tightness in her chest. With a deep – if shaky – breath to calm herself, she clutched the bouquet of peonies in her arms tighter to her form..
Nothing else could comfort her in that moment… There were no supportive arms offering their embrace, no gently-whispered words, only her own determination. And, after some hesitation, she knelt down, gently placing the flowers upon the grave. It was there that she lingered, vision growing blurry with tears. But, through all of the pain… through all of the turmoil she had suffered in recent years, she managed a smile.
She had grown so much stronger. She had finally found a place to belong.
She had finally found her justice.
And Makoto wanted him to know.
“..We’ll be okay, Dad. I’ll make sure of it. Happy Father’s Day…”
Oh, how wrong Makoto was about only having her own determination to lean upon--but she couldn’t be blamed for being wrong this time, not when her audience had taken great pains to not be detected.
At first, Ann could only watch the Priestess wrestle with her grief from her vantage point behind the brunette. Her heart ached for her friend--no, the blond had to admit that she was beginning to care for the Queen on a level beyond that. Such was why she was there with her heart in her throat as she pondered her options. There was no way for the Lovers to reveal her presence without laying bare one very simple, but potentially very dangerous fact; she had followed Makoto here. While Ann’s mother was Japanese, her family wasn’t originally from Tokyo; Miho Takamaki’s family hailed from Hokkaido, and that was where their dead was buried. Ann couldn’t just happen upon this place, this moment where Makoto was alone in her pain... no more than she could bear the thought of the Priestess suffering through it without support.
It was better to risk royal displeasure than to stand idly by and do nothing.
Making a point of allowing her approach to be heard, the Lovers allowed her arms to relax from where they had been wrapped around her waist as she advanced upon the kneeling brunette. Ann didn’t bat an eyelash as she knelt upon the ground next to her friend, not paying any mind to the dirt that would surely be upon the knee of her crimson tights--instead, her attention was settled solely upon the other as she carefully draped an arm around Makoto’s shoulders. Her head tilted to one side to rest against the other’s as she took a deep breath and tried her level best to offer what comfort she could in silence.
WHAT IS YOUR FAMILIAR?
THE CAT
cats and witches have nurtured a long-standing relationship for thousands of years, creating a mysterious, unbreakable bond. as a witch, you will always share a bond with any cat you meet, however, only one will follow you should she choose you as her companion. the cat familiar is unlike any other familiars in that she doesn't specialise in just one specific branch of magic. Instead, she knows all of them. She augments your magical strength, making it easier for you to use magic, whether it be learning new spells, brewing new potions, or peering into the future. Your cat empowers you with incredible energy, making everything you do a success. Additionally, she will cast 'good luck, bad luck' hexes with a simple flick of her tail, turning your enemies into magnets for bad luck, while you will be showered with good fortune. the cat familiar is incredibly protective of you, making a fierce ally who will fight with you. what this says about you: the cat is flighty and fast, much like you. you are quick to avoid confrontation, and use escapism to flee from the troubles in your life. you tend to hyper-fixate on the superficial and use it as an emotional crutch rather than facing your worries head on. allow the cat familiar to anoint you with the rare treasure of her love and affection. you will not need to escape reality with her by your side. instead, you can shape your own...finding ways to improve your life so you don't feel you have to escape it.
TAGGED BY: @pnksnper TAGGING: YOU!
@corruptedpersona asks ‘i fear no evil, the shadow is mine and so is the valley.’
The Lovers took in that statement silently as she sat there, her knees drawn up to her chest. He sounded so certain of that, so fearless and secure in his dominance--and while she could certainly understand where it came from after all they’ve been through together? She found herself grateful that she was his ally and not his foe. The sigh that left her was tinged with those conflicting emotions of reassurance and discomfort, famous eyes lifting to meet the Fool’s gaze--her smile a faint, but present thing in spite of how she felt.
“Good to know you’ve got my back.”
𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 \ sentence starter pack, ii. feel free to change wording \ pronouns as you see fit.
until the lambs become lions.
yes, there is something uncanny, demonic, and fascinating in her.
i fear no evil, the shadow is mine and so is the valley.
innocent until i prove you guilty.
it went horribly right.
she waits, seething, blooming.
i am no bird and not net ensnares me.
i can never let go of my anger.
you are not your father.
give me a bitter glory.
you and me and the devil makes three.
nothing scares me any more.
your name hurts.
i’m not who i was one year ago.
i’m sorry that you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel.
you already know how this will end.
memories, oh, they cut like knives.
in my defense i was left unsupervised.
let me distract you.
occasionally, i give a damn.
i’m not good with feelings.
i read the rules before i break them.
one day they won’t hurt me any more.
i don’t want to go to that place again.
it’s all a bit tragic, really, isn’t it?
just remember me.
i got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined.
i am good, but not an angel.
i do sin, but i am not the devil.
you have a place in my heart no one could ever have.
if you must die, die knowing your life what my life’s best part.
i thought we’ve have more time.
if i disappear, will you look for me?
i’m sorry i had nothing to say that night.
i screamed so loud but no one heard a thing.
but will you return?
i came looking for you.
i want to go home.
i look over at you and see sunshine.
let me die first or i will die twice.
you are only children.
she saw love in empty hearts.
for you, i’ll risk it all.
he’s not coming back.
i no longer make my parents proud.
and then, suddenly, i cared even less.
something’s made your eyes go cold.
are we dead?
we don’t have a lot but we have each other.
i met you for a reason.
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PLOTTING CALL!~
Mutuals only, please!
@talesofus and I plotted this out.~
While the rain had finally begun to let up, the damage was done... not only to the best laid plans of celebration, but to her comfort. There was only so much wringing out the sopping fabric could do to rid her yukata of excess moisture, after all--and after Makoto called attention to the way that the male Phantom Thieves were eyeing her legs? Ann gave up on the idea, resigning herself to that uncomfortable feeling that slowly drying fabric imparted. While they tried to have a good time in spite of the fireworks being rained out, there was only so much they could do packed like sardines in a convenience store. Parting pleasantries were exchanged, and the Lovers sighed to herself before she turned to head to the subway station.
It’d take a little while to get home, but the mental image of a hot bath and dry pajamas as absolute Heaven--though those thoughts were interrupted by what happened next. She felt a hand resting upon her upper arm, a silent request for attention that had her looking over her shoulder to ultimately meet Ryuji’s gaze. Ann managed a smile mostly for his benefit.
“Oh, hey. What’s up?”
Continued from here. ♥ @trustinginthelight
"It’s alright. I know you didn’t mean to.”
And she did, even if irritation was evident upon her posture and subtly present in her tone. Such wasn’t on account of the Emperor, though it wouldn’t take long for Yusuke to realize that the source of such unpleasantness was the same reason she was hugging herself tightly in an attempt to contain her shivers. If the cutting November wind was vaguely unpleasant to someone who was aligned with ice as Yusuke was, it must have been borderline Hell for the warmth-loving blond. In spite of the chill, though, she found it in herself to look up at him and smile faintly before jerking her head faintly toward the door to the diner.
“Let’s go in. The sooner I can get something hot to drink, the better.”
Dance, Carmen!
Since I’m lazy–and since these apparently get around better these days!–hi! I’m Thaly, back on my Lovers bullshit. If you’re interested in RPing with an independent and selective Ann Takamaki from Persona 5, like and/or reblog this! ♥ Thanks.
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