let us start the game ;

ind. sel. semi-priv. mc from persona 5. NOT SPOILER FREE.

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my mutuals: why are you so inactive??

me:

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Tagged by: @immoralii​ Tagging: @404futabanotfound​ / @roboqueen​, @layersofuntruth​, @sacrifriend​, @pawofmercurius​, honestly do it or not idc

Name : I have so many nicknames but recently it’s been Shu. Birthday : July 22nd. Zodiac : Cancer-Leo cusp. Height : 5′02″. A short man with severe scoliosis among a 6′ tall family. Sexual Orientation : Straight I guess?

Favorite Color(s) : Purple with a side of pink and mint green. Favorite Book : Hi, I’m Shu, I’m 18 years old and I never learned how to fuckin’ read. Favorite Artist / Band : HOO boy. Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Celldweller, Blue Stahli, the list goes on. Random Fact : I got my birth mom into cosplaying and now she does it more seriously and frequently than I do. When did you create your blog ? : October 1st of this year. Or more specifically, about a week prior, as it took that long to actually complete. Do you have any other blogs ? :  Yes, and I’m going to list them off because I’m a bitch; Idate (inactive), Neku (inactive), Sora (archived), Data-Roxas (unfortunately inactive), Chara (unfortunately inactive), Splatoon OC (inactive?), Josh (semi-active), Minato (in creation). There have been plenty more but these are the survivors -- the ones that still remain alive. Do you get asks on a daily basis ? :  Naah. I suck at replying to them in a timely manner anyways. Bonus fact : My music taste is dark and edgy music. That pretty much sums up my entire personality, too. Dark and edgy.

[meekzhyu]

i just beat persona 5 here have Whatever the fuck this is

[cheerfulfool-a-deactivated20180]

         I’m not a princess,

                                  Not a cutie girlfriend oh no, 

                                                                            don’t you know?

[amoying]

*breaks the law* *duct tapes it back together*

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when arsene keeps calling you a tight ass

@immoralii​

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immoralii:

@heartheft wanted a starter

Rage, an emotion that was most unbecoming of him as a Persona. Hands curling until his own claws were digging into his palms Arsène let out the lowest of growls. Memories of what transpired flooded his mind continuously, and the words he said to his Contractor fresh in his mind. A façade that he took liberty to stage just so there was no doubt in the air. Destroyed, yet back once more his ‘eyes’ flared in annoyance as he waited.

Patience was key, and he’d been plotting this out since the moment he’d been chosen to be destroyed. Such an ugly word, yet it was fitting. Time ticks by as he’s trapped in his venom filled thoughts, and without noticing what he’d been waiting for came. Grin flaring to life as his hallow laugh filled the air.

As soon as it begun it was silent once more, and he’d taken the one person that had ‘used’ him like a disposable item. A brief flick of his finger tip harshly over the teen’s cheek he feels the resentment bubbling inside of him. Without a warning, nor any attempts of being kind he harshly drops Akira onto the ground with a pointed gaze.

❝ Time to wake up little revolting Contractor of mine ~  ❞

The awakening was rather sharp and abrupt, a shocked gasp torn from his throat as his body and mind snapped back into reality. The boy’s eyes were wide as he stared upwards at the ‘ceiling’ above himself, though his gaze slowly traveled down enough to catch sight of a familiar figure.

“Arsene?” 

Akira’s chest constricted painfully, a series of wheezes and coughs seizing him after he choked out the name. He was confused and at a loss; his mind still had yet to adjust to the circumstances of his situation, in which he’d yet to even grasp. Despite that, it didn’t take a math equation to narrow it down to the idea that his Persona, whom was standing above him threateningly, meant something that wasn’t just the reassuring, inspirational words that he usually gave.

The teen dragged himself into a sitting position, a hand still lightly grasping his torso as the pain in his back subsided. His calm facade kept firmly in tact, he tilted his head back once more to get a better view of the taller other as he croaked out once more;

“What, is this?”

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detectev:

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  Silence wavered through the cafe, it had been some time since he came in during the Fool’s shifts - but he wondered if perhaps every time he came in he was just avoiding him. A gloved hand reached down, remaining silent as he took a small sip from the coffee, eyelids fluttering close as he found himself drowning in his thoughts. The brew was a deep rich blend tonight, not too sweet, not too bitter. Placing down his cup did hands clasp the ceramic gently, scarlet hues flickering up twords the other male….as if he was about to say something - or had something to say.

Akechi hadn’t been frequenting the cafe recently. Or perhaps he had been, but not while he was there and working. He didn’t have any particular thoughts on that fact, but merely had pointed it out in his mind. The brunet was also rather quiet as well; the tension in the air only seemed to grow as the seconds passed them by with Akira working away at cleaning up behind the counter.

His head tilted up as he caught the ex-detective’s gaze. For a moment, he briefly thought he might have said something to him while his mind was elsewhere, and out of slight concern of that being true, he spoke up, even if only a hum. “Hm?”

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immoralii:

“Hear that? It’s the sound of bullshit~ I’m pretty sure you do have something to do with it.” At least Akira’s cornered so to speak.

“Nope, no association whatsoever. I have no ties to that version of me at all. None.” He’s just gonna start trying to edge away. If y’can’t beat ‘em, run the fuck away.

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immoralii:

“Don’t attempt to weasel your ass out of this. You’ve been caught red handed~” It’s a large ass lie, but anything to make Akira suffer.

“....No, I haven’t. I have absolutely nothing to do with whatever... things my alternate gets up to.” Well, he certainly has him cornered at least.

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immoralii:

“You’ve the look of someone caught red handed~ Strong as I am, a contractor is there to assist, as I am there to assist you. Is it not fair to share such sefless acts with one another?”

“ ‘Selfless’? I hope you’re joking. You and I both know that’s a blatant lie.”

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immoralii:

“You’re saying that yet I recall you not stepping into saving me from your other self? Perhaps he’s speaking your own desires aloud yes? Are you sure you wish to continue with being te apparent voice of reason?~”

Oh, fuck. “...No. Just, no. Besides -- you’re a strong Persona, I know you can take care of yourself. See, you’re fine, aren’t you? Don’t try to drag me under the bus like that.”

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immoralii:

“I’m you, and your zero chill factor. Please accept this post haste. You’re being just as difficult as I~” Good, suffer more.

“That’s exactly why I’m trying to be the voice of reason! And that is also exactly why this should stop!”

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sacrifriend:

❝ … But I’m curious, Kii-kun … ❞

“Don’t be. This is nothing you should concern yourself with.”

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immoralii:

“And now look who’s become a slight killjoy for being picked on~?” Suffer Akira.

“I’m trying to be the voice of reason amidst this chaos. You’re making it awfully difficult to be.” Oh, he already is.

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immoralii:

“Do I? Too bad it seems that it may need to be repeated. Funny how you don’t object to being a tight ass in more then one way though~”

“Wh -- No! I was definitely objecting to it. I object to all of this.” Please save him.

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immoralii:

“Whatever are you talking about most beloved contractor of mine~?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Arsene. I’m not repeating myself again.”