death awaits you(r reply)

indie post-game ryoji mochizuki from persona 3. multiverse, multiship, oc and crossover friendly. mun is 18+. nsfw content will be tagged and put under read mores.

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The being this Ryoji had been born from, the other Ryoji, sought out physical closeness while shunning emotional and romantic connections. He was afraid that it would cause him grief and pain, cause the others grief and pain as well due to his otherworldly nature.

This Ryoji just shunned emotional and romantic connections because he didn't fucking care about anyone else. But... He was, for the first time, considering keeping this particular Shadow around. He was amusing, good in bed... but more than anything, he wanted to drag him down into the depths of loneliness and despair along with him.

"You disobeyed me..." Ryoji breathed, staring down at Yosuke, surprised when the lube he offered was pushed aside and the other Shadow started moving on his own. Sitting up so that Yosuke could do whatever he was doing more easily, Ryoji smiled at him, reached for his hair. "Oh, but I'll let it slide... just this once." He ran his long fingers through the other boy's short brown hair, grasped it lightly. Wasn't that a sexy sight? "Mm... Continue. And don't you even think about stopping," he whispered, rocking lightly against the other Shadow's tongue, then moving forward to slowly start sliding his cock into the warm, wet mouth that awaited it.

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Ryoji sighed. It would have been interesting if this boy had put up a fight, but he was quickly becoming reduced to a quivering mess. "Poor thing," he murmured as he watched Yosuke wipe up the spit on Ryoji's face with his hands, then leaned down to kiss his lips, deeply, almost sweetly. The kind of kiss the other Ryoji might have given her--his beloved.

"You will learn," he whispered, moving to push down Yosuke's pants and underwear, one hand moving between the other boy's thighs to tease his entrance with a dry finger, stroking it lightly. "You'll learn how alone you are. How the harder you try to act human, the unhappier you'll become, because you never will be. How pointless it is to snap at other Shadows, establish rank among yourselves. You're all like ants quibbling over who's the biggest one." Ryoji smiled, a thin and wry smile, as his hand moved up over to the other boy's cock, stroked it. "Except for me, of course. I'm--but that's another story for another day. And a depressing one at that. We're here to have fun, aren't we? We're here to play at being human for a night. Here." From somewhere, Ryoji pulled out a bottle of lube and tossed it onto the other Shadow's chest. "Prepare yourself. Use your fingers."

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ooc; I AM A FAIL I AM SORRY

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Ryoji gasped as his head was suddenly tugged up and away from the cock he had been sucking so enthusiastically and stared at Yosuke a bit. Once again, the other Shadow had surprised him. He had been ready to suck on him until he spilled in his mouth, swallow down all his come. What did he want now? What possibly could he want that was better than the gift of his mouth?

"Of course I'm good at it," Ryoji said glibly, looking down at Yosuke with an unamused expression. "Are you surprised?" His voice was raspier, tougher, and his lips felt sore and swollen. He was sure he must make a fairly pretty sight.

When the other Shadow spat in his face, Ryoji--he couldn't help it. He laughed. "Oh. Oh, Yosuke," he said, shaking his head sadly, then reached down to try and grab Yosuke's hips, pin him to the bed with all his strength.

"You still have so much to learn, my dearest," Ryoji cooed, his voice tone light and sweet although his expression was quickly turning cold. "Like, for example... What it means to be a Shadow. You are one, aren't you? You must know that there's so much more to being a Shadow than acting angry and aggressive." Would the words aggravate him enough to make him start losing his grasp on himself again? Would it make him let go, free himself? Ryoji wasn't sure... but oh, how he wanted to know.

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Ryoji gasped, made a little choking noise when Yosuke shoved his cock into his mouth, honestly a bit surprised. He soon adjusted to the rough pace though, aided by the fact that he did not need to breathe and did not have a gag reflex. Soon he was taking Yosuke's dick deep into his throat with ease, although he let a few tears well up in his yellow eyes, made a few gagging noises on purpose every now and then for the other Shadow's benefit.

"Ah--mmm," he whimpered, closing his eyes tightly as Yosuke's Shadow began to start talking to him in that way. Losing a little bit of control over himself for the first time perhaps during this evening, he moaned deep in his throat, squirming slightly, and swallowed around the cock in his throat to keep himself occupied, remind himself of what he was doing and who he was with.

Because sure, it was arousing... But it was also kind of cute. He wanted to grasp that brown hair, force the pretty boy onto his knees, ask him who was really the pathetic fuck here. All in good time, he told himself, swallowing around the other Shadow's cock again for good measure. All in good time.

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"Mm..." Ryoji closed his eyes, ducking his head somewhat submissively, as Yosuke guided his cock into his mouth. It tasted--warm and arousing and human, so different from the raw and strange energy he could feel from the presence inhabiting this body. He wasted no time in starting to suck on it , drooling around it to make it easier to bob over it.

It was a little--tiring to move like this, over the other Shadow's cock. Ryoji found himself thinking the guy should just grab his hair and fuck his throat and be done with it. It wasn't like he could voice his thoughts like this though, and it wasn't like this wasn't arousing at all, so for now he just moved over Yosuke of his own free will, lips and tongue sliding over him wetly as he sucked and swallowed and moaned deep in the back of his throat.

"Mmph. Mmmrrm. Mmmm..."

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ooc; I am having, as it turns out, way too much fun with Shadow!Ryoji.

So if anyone wants a starter with him, please like this post!

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"Ah..." A light laugh escaped Ryoji's lips, and he started squirming down Yosuke's body, pressing light kisses to his torso. "How manly," he purred, pausing to lick at a nipple, suck on it lightly, before pressing a trail of kisses down his body again.

It seemed as if he had calmed down somewhat... Part of Ryoji was actually a bit disappointed. He wanted to see what would happen if he let the Shadow run amok... What would happen in that case.

Perhaps later.

He paused when he was settled in between Yosuke's legs, his lips hovering over the boy's cock, then smiled at him and leaned in to lick a long stripe up from the base of his cock to the tip, letting out a long, lilting moan at the taste on his tongue.

"You want to... fuck my mouth, don't you?" He moved up to give the head of his cock a quick suck, then smiled again and reached for one of Yosuke's hands to bring it to his own short black hair. "You want to use me."

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        To receive a reaction like that was unexpected — had he taken her response the wrong way? Perhaps so, based on the flickering of a gaze normally so whole-heartedly welcoming. Ryoji was in the midst of the group she spoke of; did he not know that? Had she failed to make evident his vital role in her life? Lips parted to clarify, though he’d been quick at a follow-through.

        The muscles in a pale visage tensed. No — Ryoji was Ryoji. This manifestation did not represent whom she met. Not at all.

        “Ryoji-kun wouldn’t keep anything from me. Nothing — and I trust his trust in me. If there’d been something tugging at his mind or his heart, he’d tell me — right?” It’s surprising to herself even, the sudden crack in a baritone that portrayed confidence. No, this wasn’t a beat of doubt — it was simply the works of concern. Ryoji vowed to his promises and he would not break them…right?

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"That's a rather arrogant thing to say, Mina-chan." Minako, he could see, was getting affected by the words he was saying... Even if she had not been aware of it, she had given him power over her.

"Then tell me this... Has he ever told you how so very lonely he is? How there is a deep, bottomless chasm in his heart that will never be filled, no matter how many people he surrounds himself with?"

"Has he ever told you that being near you, my love, my dearest, is the only thing that allows him some semblance of feeling alive?"

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Ryoji could feel it. He could feel the Shadow's sense of self slipping away, turning less into a reflection and more of a shattered mirror. What kind of embodiment of all Shadows would he be if he couldn't feel such a simple thing? He pushed his hand down against Yosuke's crotch fiercely, palming him roughly, then reached to open the front of his pants and slide his hand inside, curious as to whether more sexual pleasure would lead him to play at being human harder or if it would just drive him further toward the edge. The tipping point.

Shrugging, he slid his fingers over the boy's erection, stroking him gently. "Then tell me to do it. Order me around. Make me suck you off. I'm not picky, Yosuke." Smiling slyly, he moved his other hand up the boy's torso to pinch a nipple, tease it. "That doesn't disappoint you, does it?"

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        Manifested…—? Optics flicker in disbelief, particularly due to the incapability of truly absorbing the content of his words. Here stood Ryoji, but at the same time it was — not. Lips moved slowly, almost ghostly, optics flickering off to a side as digits rubbed at the nape of her neck.

        “Yeah, it is — especially when…there’s so many people here. Supporters, family. ‘Cause without them, existing, it — wouldn’t have much meaning, would it? Without purpose…” A pause. “…Please give me back the Ryoji I knew. The you right now — it isn’t him.”

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Annoyance crossed Ryoji's features for a very short moment. Yes... Minako had people. She had family. Something Ryoji knew he would never have. Good for you, he wanted to say, tauntingly. For having people to give her meaning and purpose when he in fact did not have any of the above.

"...I am Ryoji. To be more specific, I am the manifestation of all the parts of himself he wishes to deny. I am his Shadow--the true self." He leaned forward for a moment and smiled, almost gently. "If I were you, I would be glad for the opportunity. Isn't there anything you've ever wanted to know about him? After all... I can't lie about his thoughts. I am his thoughts."

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Hm. How interesting. To tell the truth, Ryoji hadn't even meant his comment to be malicious. But if Yosuke reacted to that like this... Oh, dear. It wasn't exactly surprising, but it was still sad.

"Oh, Yosuke..." He couldn't help but let a little pity creep into his voice. "I didn't mean any offense by my words. I... apologize."

A mischievous little smile snuck onto his face as he felt Yosuke's body react to him, and he slid one hand between the two of them to palm at his growing erection. "Oh, you want it, don't you? Do you want it enough to ask for it, then? As nicely as you can?"

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He was already peeled out of that orange shirt he wore, aggravated for a moment as it passed over his head and his kissing into Ryoji’s neck was interrupted. Each little kiss carried the same tone ‘thank you’.   At first it was nice. Being called Yosuke over and over. Being called beautiful. Being appreciated and not shoved under the rug into the smallest part of the TV world. Everyone else got castles and secret bases. Everyone else visited each other. Yosuke was left to rot in the liquor store alone.  By the time Ryoji got to the deep question he was practically purring in Ryoji’s hands. A state of docile submission just because someone was happy to have him there that moment. A state almost exclusively reserved for his partner and Adachi. The two people who knew every single one of Yosuke’s buttons. So when Ryoji started asking invasive questions, he shifted. He bit down on Ryoji’s neck in agitation. Not enough to break skin, but enough to make a clear message ‘shut the fuck up.’

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Ryoji smiled when he felt that his words were affecting Yosuke. Touchy things, all of them... Humans were so fragile, so needy, so weak.

Of course, he himself wasn't even human. He was even weaker than one. But Yosuke didn't need to know that.

When Yosuke bit down on his neck, he let out a positively sinful moan, then laughed softly and tried to roll them both over so he was on top. He hadn't gotten an answer to his question yet... but he thought he might be able to guess the answer from the way the other Shadow reacted to him.

"This isn't your first time being in bed with another boy, is it, Yosuke?" he purred, kissing the other boy's cheek, then his neck. "I wonder who it is that gets to take you to bed on a regular basis. I wonder if they know how lucky they are." He paused to bite into Yosuke's collarbone, suck a bruise into it before speaking again.

"I'll use my mouth on you this time. Would you like that?"

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vxctorycry replied to your post “Hypnos watches the other rather quietly, observing from Shadows -- an...”

Sleep stares at the other, closing his eyes afterwards with a sigh. Even with those yellow eyes it was still in a way, a version of his brother. "...Hello, Thanatos. Your other self is in the open, isn't it."

"Thanatos? Ah... Yes. I suppose you could call me that."

He didn't like the implication that he was a separate entity from Mochizuki Ryoji... But he supposed it was true to a certain extent.

"Yes, he's around. If you would rather go and talk to him."

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This bothers him more than it should, but… some… some impostor is loosely claiming to be something so significant. Something so personal. It’s unacceptable. The one before him is not Ryoji, in any shape or form. It can’t be. That would just uproot everything— rip it raw like a festered bandage. He can’t handle that.                   ❝Stop. Stop, this is nonsense!❞

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Chuckle. "Of course you want me to stop. You've always wanted e v e r y t h i n g you don't like to just... stop. You should just change your name to Runaway Mochizuki, you know. You can't confront your problems like a human would, so you run away from them. I believe you don't need me to spell out the reason why you're not capable of that."

"Poor Pinocchio. I'm sorry to tell you that the real world doesn't quite work like the stories. I do want to tell you that one day you'll be a real boy. But Shadows don't lie."

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rubrumcosmos replied to your post “Well... ...--everytime I look at a scarf, I immediately think of you....”

"Ah -- Ryoji-kun, you look... ...different. You feeling okay?"

"I am... I'm feeling just fine. I feel a little exhilarated, in fact. This is the first time I manifested, you know."

"E x i s t i n g... is a great thing to be, Minako-chan. Don't you think so?"

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He shuddered at the other shadow’s touch. Just slightly. A quake starting at the kisses on his neck and traveling into his feet. It made him sick. It made him want more. But that wasn’t what had the shadow back in Ryoji’s bed. It was being called by name. Being called Yosuke. The validation. Being validated by the dark haired shadow gave him energy. It gave him life.He was already melting into Ryoji’s touch, but now he was putty. “…fine.”  He turned around and looked the shadow in the eye, giving him a resentful glare before leaning in himself, pushing Ryoji onto the bed and crawling ontop of him and nipping at his neck aggressively 

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The black-haired boy chuckled, amused, as Yosuke got on top of him. Arching his neck to lean into his kisses and bites, he reached for the other Shadow's shirt, to try and pull it up and over him.

"Yosuke... You like being called that, don't you? You are... so beautiful, Yosuke. Your expression when you came was like a piece of artwork." His hands found their way onto Yosuke's hips and he ground his own hips up against them fiercely, gasped a little. "What do you want, Yosuke...? What is it that your host desires but so fiercely wishes to deny that he does? What traits of his gave birth to you?"