How will history judge us,

[moonjiros]

#MOONJIROS: THE MOON + SHINIJIRO .

Oɴᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴏᴡs ᴄᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ;

≻ ....... ( THIS ) is a highly independent & selective blog of Aragaki Shinjiro from Persona franchise. Blog will contain mainly headcanons and canon - divergency .. this user is 25+ &' piloted by Ki. he/him × 

Oɴᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛ

                                          ≻ [ carrd ]

[thecrazyanimegirl]

You’re a softie, aren’t you?

[moonjiros]

foolhcart​:

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 the stiffened curvature of her spine   …   muscles are tensed,   fingers are tightly furled around the handle of her naginata   (   it is an hold anxious and desperate,   made burdensome by the cruel awareness that even a single misstep could be enough to cause consequences entirely irredeemable and irreversible   )   but the expressionism painted across her pale features is one of amusement and glee both.   the high - pitched shriek that suddenly echoes through the grotesque floor of the doomed tower warns her that even the last shadow of this monstrous horde has been taken care of.   it is only then,   that her physique knows a wave of comforting relief     ⸻     a content sigh slithers past barely parted tiers and the red fool seizes this unusual moment of ephemeral tranquility to outstretch her fatigued limbs and thus flex her muscles,   ridding them of the overwhelming adrenaline that still festers in the nooks and crannies of her battle - weary body.   the sound of footsteps comes and her attention is promptly piqued   ;   sanguine gaze meets the towering figure of the moon arcana,   followed suit by a smile entirely drenched in honey and sunlight.   ❝   nice work there   !   i did not expect to see so many shadows gathered together all at once   …   it was almost scary.   ❞   almost,   she says,   as if her heart had not sunk in the depth of her ribcage at the prospect of being incapable of protecting everyone   …   as if minako had not wondered whether she was strong enough,   brave enough,   𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝.   but none of these thoughts manages to reach the surface and once she speaks again,   it is with her characteristically joyful lilt.   ❝   mmh,   isn’t your weapon uncomfortable to use   ?   it looks really,   really,   really heavy.   ❞

@moonjiros​ ,   shinjiiiiiiiii come get your trouble - maker   !

      ᴋɴᴜᴄᴋʟᴇs ʀᴇᴅᴅᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ɢʀɪᴘ, the battle axe taking one last swing for now.  The young man joining the other in fatigue but the adrenaline still pulsated for survival, one simply couldn’t be off-guard .. especially when venturing the tower. Very little sweat beaded down his cheeks, temperature keeping steady for him.  His eyes had lowered, peering from the corner to glance at her - ensuring no hidden shadows were behind to strike. “Not too bad yourself.” Shinji wasn’t much for giving praises or compliments, but he never was one to sugar coat his words. Arms flex, lifting the axe to rest along his shoulders momentarily; followed by a slight tug to his beanie. “Seems to be more in groups the higher we go, don’t go choking cause you’re getting spooked.” lips turned to a half-assed smile, knowing well enough that she always pushed herself for the sake of the team. It was no wonder that she - Minako Arisato was the leader.       “It gets the job done,” shinji remarks with a raised brow beneath his hat. “Tch..you wanted my help didn’t you? it’s reliable and ain’t that heavy after  you swing it for awhile - more control ya know?” There was little consequences when it came to using a weapon rather that relying on pure persona ability; something that Shinji didn’t want to risk despite suppressing his power. “You want to try and hold it? I’m not carrying your ass if you hurt yourself.” of course he would. Shinjiro huffs, lifting it off his shoulders and extending his arm towards the girl. Offering it curiously to see if she does try and give it a go - though he had a feeling she was daring enough or perhaps foolish. 

[moonjiros]

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What flavor is your soul?

Cinnamon

oh child of spice you are bound to the core of the earth. can you feel the heartbeat of nature pulsing through your veins. you are the mouthful of autumn that scorched through your throat, you are the pepper of life that wakes up the weary. the foolish and shaking will attempt to dilute you with sickening sugar, do not let them. your spark is what keeps us alive my dear. keep burning, little star. you see the beauty and the light, but oh you have been fed poison and refuse to drop it onto other's tongues. be wild. I know what your heart is chanting. run. run. run. run dear, find your story. do not trade your spirit for safety. you are a child of the earth, forever seeking, forever dancing.

tagged  by: @foolhcart​

[moonjiros]

still need icons and maybe a promo ... cause id love more moots ..

[redmetz]

SMOOCH

[moonjiros]

@foolhcart

[moonjiros]

WHERE DOES YOUR POWER LIE? 

The hands :

      you can almost physically hold your power. creation comes easily to you, but so does destruction. your strength is in your physical interaction with the world. everything is so tactile. you push and you pull and you strike and you caress and you pray and you hold, hold, hold.

tagged by: @foolhcart I tag: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO SUFFER

[avoidblue]

shinjicore

[moonjiros]

tag dump

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