#shadow souyo

[vbkk]

im replaying persona 4 in english its difficult cuz my eng level is a1-a2 but i have reached the moment with yosukes shadow and i realized i forgot how cool concept of shadows was

[alumirare]

I uhhh, won’t be active for the next few days since I’m going to China (which has so many apps restricted and whatever) Tbh this won’t affect too much since I’ve not been posting that much recently anyways, but after this trip I will TRY to post more cause I got a one-month winter break 😋

Anyways, Persona 4 content BLEHH (I’ll post Party Crashers stuff soon again dw, I just want smth to post and I have been drawing Persona 4 shit A LOT)

[taldigi]

bored bored bored

[nero-vanderwolf]

Shadows. The truest self. The manifestation of one’s repressed, suffocated feelings that they tamped down, hid away from prying eyes. 

Yosuke Hanamura was no exception. His shadow existed in a realm created by Yukiko Amagi, but he existed nonetheless. 

And Hanamura, as the shadow had dubbed itself, was growing restless. Yosuke was denying his existence more and more, and he was growing agitated. 

Yu Narukami had a Shadow, too. He could deny its existence all he wanted, but that just made it stronger. Hanamura found it amusing how, despite having a Shadow, Yu still continued to flaunt his near-endless supply of Personas. 

How long had it been, he wondered, since Yu’s Shadow, whom he dubbed Narukami, had been brought into the world, meek and clingy as all hell? 

When Narukami first showed up, he’d been, in Hanamura’s opinion, a whiny bitch. 

He’d cried, he’d clung, he’d wandered around the fake Inaba in a desperate attempt to find any sort of life. 

But Hanamura couldn’t deny that it gave him a rush whenever Narukami clung to him, whenever Narukami’s attention was zeroed in on him- no one else. 

Being a Shadow, Hanamura was no stranger to feelings of deep-seated yearning. However, being a Shadow, Hanamura wasn’t restrained by real consequences. He could do whatever he pleased, whether it be smashing the bottles in Konishi Liquors only to watch them reappear the next day, or going around bullying the other, smaller Shadows that had the audacity to try and interact with him. 

He’d tolerate very few interactions from very few Shadows. And one of them was pulling him into a tight embrace at that very moment. 

“Hello, Narukami,” Hanamura murmured, running slender hands through the other boy’s silvery hair. It was soft as ever, and Narukami hugged him closer. 

“Hey, Hana-chan,” Narukami whispered, head resting in the crook of Hanamura’s neck. That nickname sent  a shiver up Hanamura’s spine. It felt nice, hearing Narukami call him that. It made him feel special, it made him feel wanted. 

All he ever craved in life was to feel wanted, and Narukami openly gave him that. Hanamura never had to ask for it, never had to chase it to get it. No- it was placed in his waiting hands and pushed close to his heart. Narukami never made Hanamura plead for it. 

Narukami had gone lax in Hanamura’s arms, breathing evening out. Was he falling asleep? They’d barely met up, and he was already passing out? 

...Cute. 

“Hey, stay awake. I want to show you a spot. It should exist- Yukiko knows about it back in the other world,” Hanamurs bade, gently entwining his fingers with Narukami’s. It was nice, holding hands like this. If only their other selves could do the same- maybe things would be easier for them. 

The hill overlooking Inaba wasn’t as beautiful there as it was in the other world, but it was still a wonderful napping spot. He took off his Yaso jacket, folding it up and putting it under his partner’s head. 

Wait. Partner? 

Hanamura had never once called Narukami ‘partner’- but he couldn’t deny that it fit. Whatever they were, they were partners. Both were Shadows of dense, scared boys who didn’t want to confess to the other for fear of making them uncomfortable. 

Here, they could be whatever their counterparts in the real world wanted to be. Hanamura could call Narukami ‘partner’ and kiss his forehead and card his fingers through his silvery hair. Narukami could kiss him upside down, entwine their hands, fall asleep still clinging to Hanamura like some kind of lifeline. 

Narukami wouldn’t leave Hanamura. Not when he was muttering ‘Hana-chan’ in his sleep and kissing his hands and tugging on him, trying to cuddle him. 

Hanamura obliged, sinking onto the grass beside his partner. It was surprisingly cool, and Hanamura felt himself relax as Narukami wrapped his arms around him. 

Just like the grass was surprisingly cool, Narukami was surprisingly strong. Hanamura immediately began fantasizing about different ways he could set Narukami up just to see (or feel) his strength in action. 

Sigh. If only he had asked Narukami to carry him up to the hill. 

No, that wouldn’t have been fair. 

...Still. It was a nice thought, and doubtless his other self was thinking the same thing- and trying to shove it away, trying to deny himself the feeling of picturing himself- what, being carried like a princess by his partner? 

His other self really was hopeless. 

Hanamura awoke to a hand running through his hair, and the still-sleepy expression of one Narukami. His face was filled with the same adoration lovers would gaze at each other with, a small half-smile forming on his lips as his eyes flitted around Hanamura’s face, trying to take in every detail. 

“Morning...” Hanamura murmured. Narukami pressed a kiss to his jaw. It was a sweet gesture, one he could see Yu doing without even thinking about it. 

“How did you sleep?" Narukami asked, all domesticity and warmth. He asked it like a lover would, kind and sweet and gods above, Hanamura didn’t deserve this man. 

Narukami had asked it like a lover would. But that was what they were, wasn’t it? Friends, lovers, partners. They were partners in every form. Their other selves were partners, it’d make sense that they, the manifestation of Yu Narukami and Yosuke Hanamura’s subconscious, would also be partners. 

Hanamura shifted so he was closer to Narukami, let out a contented sigh as the other began to mess with his hair. “I slept better with you there. Ever since you came here, I haven’t been able to sleep without you.” 

A raw confession. He was pouring his heart out, but he wasn’t scared. Wasn’t nervous for how Narukami would act. 

“I’ve never been able to sleep alone. I hate it. I hate being alone at all, but I hate trying to sleep alone,” Narukami muttered, and Hanamura rested his forehead against his chest. He liked Narukami being taller than him. He couldn’t explain it, even as a Shadow, but it gave him a feeling of warmth, of safety. 

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore. I will never leave you,” he murmured, and Narukami relaxed, pulling away slightly. 

A sudden irrational panic flared up. Was he leaving? He said he hated being alone, what was he doing? Don’t leave him there, please, Narukami, don’t- 

Narukami didn’t go far. In fact, he only scooted a few inches away. Good. Thank the gods. 

Hanamura felt a gentle hand on his jaw. It was just... Resting there. But Narukami was looking at him like he had that morning, and Hanamura felt almost trapped. It wasn’t a bad feeling, per se, but it made his heart race (did Shadows have hearts? Maybe it was the placebo effect). 

And Narukami kissed him. 

It was brief, nowhere near as long as Hanamura knew they both wanted, but it still made him feel almost triumphant. 

Narukami had kissed him. Narukami loved him. He would never be left behind, never be replaced. 

“The truest self, huh?” He joked as they broke away, and Narukami laughed against his lips. 

“I can’t help it if my other self is hopeless,” he retaliated, and Hanamura pressed another kiss to his lips. 

“Guess we’ll have to pick up the slack in the meantime,” he said, and the look on Narukami’s face was worth the world. 

“Guess we will, partner.” 

GAAAHHHHH I LOVE SHADOW SOUYOOOO AAHAHAHAHDDHFHFBFFHFJFNNFNBF SHAKING YOU!!!!! I LOVE THESE FUCKIGN LOSERS!!!! I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC OF NARUKAMI BEING CLINGY AND SCARED OF BEING ALONE AND HANAMURA RELUCTANTLY LETTING HIM CLING TO HIM (he likes it) I LOVE HANAMURA SHITTALKING HIS OTHER SELF BECAUSE HE ABSOLUTELY WOULD!!! AND THEY CALL EACH OTHER PARTNER AJDHDBFNDB!!!!! I LOVE THAT THEY'RE BOTH HOPELESS FUCKERS WHO CLING TO EACH OTHER BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO ONE ELSE AND THEY COULDNT SURVIVE WITHOUT THE OTHER!!! also you wrote shadow yu SO GOOD for not seeing the animation???? you absolutely NAILED the shadows personalities

im so normal about these two

[ryujisakamotoisbaby]

HELLO YES I'M FINALLY DONE WITH MY SOUYO SHADOWS AAAA-

In case you can read my(bad) handwriting and other stuff ccsjsfs

General info:

• Both formed as both of the boys tried to hide their love for eatchother(plus other stuff)

• Yu's shadow has half a heart on his right hand, while Yosuke's shadow have half a heart on his left. Both hide the fact that they have that with gloves

• Yu's shadow seems to be a "ringleader" of type, ordering shadows around while Yosuke's shadow is his "Partner".

Shadow Yu:

•Protective Of Shadow Yosuke

•Willing To Do ANYTHING To Protect Shadow Yosuke, Almost Like How The Real Yu Is Of Nanako, saying stuff like "you wont take him away" and "he's all I have"

•Angered Easily

•Doesn't like to leave Shadow Yosuke's Side, in fear of being left alone

•Uses cane to twack shadows into their places or to get them away from getting to close to shadow Yosuke

Shadow Yosuke:

•Shadow Yosuke seems to be as snarky as ever, but seems to be WAY more emotional

•Often jumps when something(most likely another shadow) get to close, Shadow Yu than wacks the thing away with his cane, and than just stays closer to Shadow Yosuke than stays closer to him than normal.

•Holds umbrella close to him at all times, almost like a support for him

[liquidcatt]

shadow souyo ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

good taste there anon ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa- Shadow YosukeWho doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them- Shadow YuWho starts the tickle fights- Shadow YosukeWho starts the pillow fights- Shaodow YuWho falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile- Shadow YuWho mistakes salt for sugar- Shadow YuWho lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning- Shadow YosukeWho comes up with cheesy pick up lines- Shadow YuWho rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order- Shadow YuWho licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies- Shadow YosukeWho buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion- Shadow YosukeWho draws little tattoos on the other with a pen- Shadow YosukeWho comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation- Shadow YuWho convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines- Shadow Yu