YES ANON YOUR MIND IS HUGE!!!! Like ok Akihiko and Mitsuru are literally the definition of wlw and mlm solidarity. They have each other's backs, they trust each other completely and they're such good friends!!!! They hold so much respect for each other and I just think that their relationship is purely platonic and it's beautiful.
Then ANN AND GORO I LOVE IT!!!!! I know this is a really popular dynamic and I will admit it took me a while to get it but now I absolutely love it and I can see why it's so popular. I mean you have the king of gay twinks Akechi himself (no I am NOT sorry I called him that) who is such a disaster gay and Ann who like, is a useless lesbian imo. They are a perfect friendship like I can imagine them being so snarky and sassy to others but also just nice to each other!!! Like Ann makes sure Akechi eats (because if I remember correctly he's pretty bad for that) and Goro threatens to "deal" with anyone who bothers Ann at her modeling job (Mika very much included). I just really love the dynamic and I'm sad it wasn't explored much in game (but at the same time I get it).
But yeah anon you are absolutely right and I think your mind is huge.
i didn’t think i was gonna do asks today because of my mental state but then someone left a positive comment on my ao3 fic and we’re here now. just goes to show that i live breath and serve for praise
-mod goro
Akira Kurusu:
You loved Makoto with all your heart. She was caring for you and was there, female to female whenever you needed to talk.
Yet the fact that she seemed to be better in every aspect for your boyfriend drove a spear into your pride each time, guilt flushing over you each time afterwards.
Akira tackling her to save her from a pillar in Futaba’s palace (She was about to die you fucking bitch and you’re jealous over that?)
Or him helping her out as the student council president, (She’s busy and you certainly aren’t as useful as her)
The dark thoughts even crept as far as wondering if she could please him better in bed. How she’d use her mouth and-
Needless to say these thoughts made your more angry with yourself than anything.
When Akira found out well...he wasn’t happy.
You don’t think you’ve ever seen him look so...disgruntled. He’s asking if he didn’t show you enough love or attention or if he wasn’t acting the best he could, all of which you insisted wasn’t the problem.
He’s constantly telling you that he adores you, that he wouldn’t want anyone, anyone else but you.
To prove it, he drags you up to his bed and presses you tightly against the sheets, with a ferocity and purpose that wasn’t present before.
He kisses along your jaw, gripping you close to him as he whispers.
“Let me show you how much I love you.”
Ryuji Sakamoto:
Of course with how much Ann and Ryuji were around each-other, either in each-others faces or just the fact their lightweight personalities floated with one another, you were jealous of how close the two were.
If the definition of ‘close was 50% of the time chewing the other one out
But when they did get along, they clicked so naturally, Ann waving him/ flipping him off as he tried to look up her skirt as she was stretched across the bench of Akira’s room. Late night talks in Hawaii, both seeming comfortable with the other sharing the same sleeping area.
And Ann was beautiful, beautiful. For fucks sake she could get any guy (at least for a one night stand) because of her looks.
You were positive Ryuji would just fuck her if she asked.
Annnnd then you realized as he stopped eating his bowl of noodles that you said that last part out loud.
He drops his entire bowl, enraged, or, passionate?
“What the eff?! I’d never babe! I’m in a relationship with you aint I!?”
“So you don’t deny that you’d uh...have sexual intercourse with her?”
He wrinkled his nose, “Dude she’s hot yeah, attractive, I find a lot of girls attractive.” Ah here it goes, you really were right all along- “But I love you.”
“...huh- but-”
“I’m sure you are not just attracted to me, I’m sure you find a lot of guys, girls, whatever- hot! It’s just the same for me!” He wiped his mouth, “What I mean is- yeah there’s a lot of girls but you’re the one I love. The diamond that shines the prettiest. And I’d never wanna do anything with another person, especially when I’ve got you.”
And just like that Ryuji has just said the most sweetest thing to you without realizing, take pictures because it won’t happen again. You gape at him for a few seconds.
“What did I...say somethin wrong?”
You pull him in quickly for a fast and strong and rough kiss, which he gets into, gripping the back of your head in the middle of a beef bowl shop.
“Guess I said all the right things.”
Yusuke Kitagawa:
With him always talking about the beauty of the human body, wanting to still paint Ann nude, or just talking about how ‘all women are his type’
Yeah hard to wonder why you’d ever feel like you’re less than average.
You didn’t bring it up with him at first, not wanting to bring it up at all because you didn’t want him to get caught up with your concerns.
It was an endless unhealthy cycle of growing rigid around him, then making excuses to not hang out with him and when you did feel more uncomfortable and avoid him less.
He was so clueless he eventually talked to Futaba about it.
“I believe s/o is slowly getting sick.” he murmured as she mashed the plastic buttons on her controller.
“Why do you say that?” she mumbles back.
“They’re always unavailable when I ask for us to hang out and when I’m with them she always seem distant whenever we do hang out.”
“Do you think maybe it’s because of how much you talk about the other girls.”
He blinks, confused, “Why would she feel bad about that?”
Futaba put down her controller “Oh Inari.”
And thus started an hour long argument about Futaba telling him that talking about nude women with his girlfriend would make them uncomfortable.
Later on that week Yusuke confronted you.
“S/o. I have to talk to you?”
“Um, sure?”
He gets straight to the point- telling you that he knows about your self esteem issues and all that.
He apologizes for running his mouth about....his artistic point of view.
He never intended to hurt you or to make you feel any less than what he thinks you are.
“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve met, mentally and physically, and that’s why I, a beautiful person, are dating and love you.”
He offers to make it up to you by hanging out with your more and praising you more and also offering to paint you nude.
Goro Akechi:
As a famous high school detective he’s constantly surrounded by media outlets and despite his hatred for it, he’s constantly asked about his love life and/ or asked about his opinion about other women.
With Akechi’s tendency to keep to himself and his fear of getting super close with people, it made you have doubts to say the least.
You’d watch all of his interviews or sometimes if you were lucky, go to the recordings themselves, which he doesn’t like.
For the longest time you never knew why, you just always assumed that he didn't want you being around because it threw him off his game or sometimes your mind went to worse places (he didn’t need you, he was cheating on you)
His fan girls make things hard, always screaming and blushing and approaching him at every opportunity it makes your stomach churn.
And he’s always so so nice to them, never turning someone down and being like the prince he always is, how he always treats you.
It just makes you wonder how you’re supposed to know he loves you when he treats everyone with the same amount of affection.
One day you had made dinner for the two of you, when you got a call from Akechi saying he had a few things to do, so he’d be home late and you shouldn’t wait up for him.
And so you ate alone, his words gnawing at you until he came home in the early morning.
You just had to ask him.
“Do you really need me.”
The look on his face is panicked at first, before he rubs it away. “Why would you say that.”
“It just...feels like you could like anyone, anyone. I know I’m not nearly the best you can do, so why?”
He was tired and you felt guilty for keeping him up like this.
He kept it together at first, praising you and insisting with that fake smile that you were amazing.
“Don’t give me that shit- don’t tell me what you’re trained to do.”
His smile fell apart, like glass shattering and you felt horrible, but kept going.
“I want to know what you’re really feeling Akechi, I want to hear something that’s true and what your heart thinks- I don’t want you to always just be telling me what you think I want to hear, because I don’t.”
He rubbed his eyes, realeasing a shaky breath. He took your hands into his gloved ones, then thinking better he removed his gloves before taking your hands again.
“I need you, I need you more than I can possibly put into words or more than you can possibly imagine.” His eyes were glassy, his gaze downcast as he spoke quietly. “I never wanted you to view me as anything but perfection, I always wanted you to see me at my best and for you to feel like you’re the best.”
“You’re not forced to be anything around me, and I don’t want you feeling you’re forced to be with me if you want someone else.”
“No,” his voice strained and panicked. “I don’t want you to leave.”
“I won’t, so long as you want me.”
“I do want you, I want you more than I...” He trailed off, you released one of your hands to turn his face up to look at you.
“Akechi- I want truth. I want the ups and downs and the good and bad of this relationship, I want to know your sorrows so I can help you, .”
He nodded, a hiccup in his throat. “I love you, thank you.”
It will take time to peel behind the mask of Goro Akechi, a lot of time and patience and at the end it might all just be cut short because of Akechi’s actions.
So make the most, and take every opportunity and don’t hesitate to believe, even himself, or a god doesn’t believe in him.
