P5 Brainrot

21 || they/them || stuck ass-deep in akeshu hell

[phantomstarlight]

i posted these on my ao3 a while back but only just bothered to make a p5-centric blog so uh here i am throwing my akeshu writing out into the void ig

all the time in the world

-> 3.7k words, post-royal (with spoilers), slight angst, fluff

It's been five years but Goro Akechi hasn't quite forgotten Akira Kurusu. After meeting again by complete chance, it turns out Akira hasn't forgotten him either.

wretched orbit

-> 1.2k words, maingame spoilers, very mild canon divergence, fluff

Akira has already transfixed him, drawn him out of himself and stood him on a separate plane of existence where nobody else resides around the pair of them. Akechi doesn’t want to take the time to dwell on it, though everything in his subconscious is screaming at him to. For once, things seem peaceful. There doesn’t seem to be an ulterior motive from Akira after all. He really did just want to go to a shitty planetarium together. Akechi is still unsure why of course, but that can be a question for later.

[akechisstinkyfoot]

in a rush

[seaweedramune]

original pic here

[say0ranarts]

crow & loki

[katalean]

watched gone girl 🤪

[taitavva]

akira slowly collecting all the cardboard cutouts of goro akechi he can find

[shittyakechiweekly]

A scene that's been spinning in my head for a while now.

[chikuto]

💕⁉️

[beyondplusultra]

dead doesn’t mean gone

[akechisstinkyfoot]

vows

[phantomstarlight]

thought id share the snippet from my wip photographer/model au akeshu fic that inspired this doodle over on my art acc <3

“You’re… nicer than you let on, aren’t you?” Akira muses, leaning closer. Goro can practically count his lashes at this proximity. 

“I’ve never made the effort to be mean,” Goro rebukes. “You’ve just been infuriating.”

The grin that splits across Akira’s face all but proves his point. “Have I, now?” 

He’s impossibly closer now and Goro can feel his breath fanning against his cheeks. 

For the first time, Goro notices just how ridiculously grey Akira’s eyes are- even through the barrier of his glasses. It’s strange, there’s not even a hint of blue or green to them like one would expect. No, they’re a perfect stainless steel, the only difference being in shade rather than hue. They’re oddly captivating, to the point where he feels incapable of looking away as Akira watches him curiously. 

The bass in the speakers within shakes the very walls of the quaint little coffee shop as they lean against it, the pulsating feeling resonating with Goro’s already thunderous heartbeat until he can feel it racing through every single vein. 

Akira’s lips are parted just slightly, enough to look so vexingly enticing. 

And in that moment, Goro is terrified.

the full fic is still very much a wip and probably won't be out for agesss yet (im abt 25k words in and estimated to end up anywhere between 75-100k total) but plspls if u like this feel free to hop into my askbox to brainrot w me abt it bc i will share anything u wanna know that i have planned so far ^^

[venatelier]

akeshu always in my head I should start making them charge rent 😪

[luuxxart]

Shuake Week Day Six: Crossover

was there really any other choice for crossover

[ajlexis]

[succulentul]

painting practice w screenie redraws

[ackerchou]

this just feels like something they would do

[ajlexis]