a/n; i cant write dialogue amazingly so i apologise if it sounds awkward lolol ૮(◞ ‸ ◟ )ა overuse of em dashes & ellipsis probably (overuse of every word actually), i usually do that a lot sobsob
shades of cream and resene shilo warped with each other in the sky whilst birds, squawking, mixed into the background as light breeze skimmed across your skin when walking outside the school gates, the sun already setting itself for the day, and you, who was currently humming your favourite song that played through your earphones, that had a silent confession tucked away in your mind. raindrops fell down, slipping onto nearby trees and your clear umbrella, continuing down before creating small puddles here and there—unbeknownst to you, a certain someone was following close behind.
school had just ended earlier, and it was rather busy out as some bold students confessed, few getting into a relationship and others not. today was valentines day.
before you could take another step, a hand reached out to your shoulder, giving you a small fright and almost dropping your umbrella, forcing you to turn around, "w-wha— oh, amamiya, dont scare me like that!"
"...sorry." he replied, though looking out of breath, did he chase after you?
your lips curled down into a light frown as you spoke, a little worried if it was that urgent he needed to run, "are you okay? whats up?" your free hand moved up to his shoulder, steadying him whilst he caught his breath.
just as he calmed down, he pulled out a small, decorated paper bag from his own school bag in the next second, bowing down slightly with his arms stretched out like he was offering it to you. a light flush could be seen making its way all over his face; you couldn't tell if it was because of his action or had stayed from his earlier sprinting.
"f-for... for you. it's for you." you could practically hear the embarrassment coming from his voice, so you took the bag as to not make him feel like that further, your curiosity getting to you with how quickly your eyes laid on the heart shaped box inside—it was quite plain with a light pink colour and had a white ribbon wrapped around it cutely, and had adorned a see-through lid where you could see many chocolates (that also looked homemade) stuffed inside neatly.
oh.
"..."
silence surrounded you both and you kept staring at the box in the bag, did he actually confess before you.
"uh..." how do you respond to this?! your crush just asked you out and you're not responding to it, or was it a friendship gift? but a gift like that wouldn't be heart shaped! you should really open your mouth to speak before he gets the wrong idea and recedes it, "ren..."
the sudden use of his first name gave him a scare, but he couldn't help but blush further with how you said his name, your voice was really pretty after all, what else could he think about except that? he was too distracted by it that he didn't even realise you accepted his gift from the way his hands were lighter than before.
"um, is this a confession...?" you hoped you didn't get the wrong idea, how bad would it be if ren had friendzoned you on valentines day with the gift he gave you?!
he didn't speak, rather it felt like he'd explode out of embarrassment and if he messed up then he'd stay in mementos for the rest of his life to never face you again! so he just nodded, finally standing straight once he did.
"oh," you stared at his face for a few seconds, bluntly spouting out your words, "i like you too." your face flushed the same pink his did once you registered your tone, though still trying to remain confident, you spoke once more, "does... this mean we're dating now?"
"um, yeah—we are." the awkward silence after died down, and felt a bit more comfortable once the two of you calmed down to process everything, ren inviting you over to leblanc with you accepting.
two awkward lovers, am i right? the relationship will get better in time, you think, for now you can both take it slow, but even then, with him holding your hand and guiding you through crowds makes your heart turn about in your chest.
⋆˚✿˖°A Theft that yearns is a Theft that earns⋆˚✿˖°
⋆˚𖤓˖°Basically this is just the Phantom Thieves having a crush on you and on their socials they post things to slowly show not only you but the world how down bad they are for you. Also for no little story thing, I did write them but when I got back on here to check for any mistakes they were all missing and I just want to get this posted cause it's been in my drafts since June.⋆˚𖤓˖°
Request: No
Type: SMAU
🃏Ren Amamiya☕️
💀Ryuji Sakamoto👟
🐱Ann Takamaki👠
🦊Yusuke Kitagawa🎨
🏍️Makoto Niijima📚
🛸Futaba Sakura🎮
🪓Haru Okumura🪴
🏹Goro Akechi𓍝
🖤Goro Akechi (Black mask/Third semester)🥞
🩰Kasumi Yoshizawa🎀
🌹Sumire Yoshizawa👓
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I havent had the best day tbh, could you write some fluffy/comforting gestures for Makoto from p5 🙏
I am so sorry I didn’t post this sooner but I hope this still helps you feel better <3
Request: Yes
Makoto Niijima fluffy/comforting gestures
⋆˙⟡Would absolutely hold/cuddle you and let you cry into her shoulder while she whispered words of encouragement and affection to you.
⋆˙⟡[If you have hair and you let her] she would run her fingers through it and if it’s long enough she would also style it. She is actually pretty good at styling hair.
⋆˙⟡She learned from Ann about how to do skin care and the benefits of it. So after noticing you being stressed and upset as of late she decided to try what Ann taught her onto you.
⋆˙⟡Leaves little notes in your locker at school and your bag after a group study session that tells you something she loves and/or appreciate about you.
⋆˙⟡She would make you your favorite meal and the two of y'all would eat together as a little date.
Waiting for Ren to come to bed.
note: It was 2 am and I realized how concerningly scarce Akiren fics are. My desperate ass decided to pull this out real quick using notes, and I felt like sharing it here.
Please expect some grammar mistakes!! cuz;
1. I am not a writer!!!!!!!!! What the hell are the 5 senses? metaphors? alliterations? similes?
2. I was half conscious while making this
3. I suck at English
But do I hope this short writing can bring someone a bit of joy (especially if you're as desperate as I am)
word count: ~670 (heh)
"Y/n?"
You can subtly hear the creak of your door, followed by some slow footsteps coming toward you. You move under your thick blanket, enough to give Ren the idea that you are yet to fall asleep. Even from beneath your comforter, you can subtly see the boy's shadow slowly looming over you, before you feel your bed sinking into a weight that's been placed on the edge of the mattress.
"How long have you been awake, for?" His voice calls out. With a silent, tired exhale, you pull your blanket a little to reveal your eyes—peeking from beneath your little cocoon of warmth. Your blurry vision darts from the digital clock behind Ren, currently showing 1:41—before finally meeting Ren's own steady eyes. "1 hour 41 minutes since I hit the pillows. I think."
You then open your blanket with your arm, revealing your previously hidden body to the cold of the night—a silent offer for Ren to join in. Ren chuckles a little, before shoving his body further into the centre of the bed.
"Are you unable to sleep, or were you just waiting for me?" Ren smirks as he lays his head on top of the fluffy pillow that was previously occupied by the one and only you. Ren can feel the warmth of the bed caressing his skin as he pulls himself close to you, his radiating body heat immediately replacing the biting cold air that was hitting you.
"Don’t be too over yourself. But I sure do appreciate your concern over me," you deny his teasing with a scoff. Well, most of the time, it would be the former. Right now though, it's a bit of both—but you won't say that out loud, or else you're gonna stroke that infuriating ego of him. "I have no idea what kind of work urges you to stay in the living room for almost 2 hours instead of being all warm under this very comfortable bed that is mine."
Ren pulls the blanket back to cover your shoulders. His fingers linger for a second on your skin, before trailing down to your torso, hooking his arm around your waist. How is he still so warm even after he's been outside for hours? You automatically raise your hand to his head—fingers trailing from his neck, to his nape, then to his hair as you tangle your fingers in his dark curls.
You can practically feel the pleasant shiver originating from Ren's body as he hums at the feeling, before muttering out, "It's not like I wanted to pick work over this—very comfortable bed that is yours." Ren nudges his forehead against the crook of your neck, before burying himself into your skin. "But I'm very eager to replace those 2 lost hours now."
"You're going to be here 2 hours past your morning routine, then."
"Who's going to make you breakfast, then?" Ren pulls back from your neck to stare at you has he quirks his lips up.
You refuse to lose. "You don't need breakfast when you're not awake. Do you?"
"M'not hearing that from someone who'd be dead until 12 if I were not there to wake them up."
"So? Breakfast is only for anomalies who wake up at an anomalistic hour."
"...."
The two of you stare at each other—until the silence can no longer contain the mutual urge to laugh. As Ren's laughter dies down, his arm tightens around your body as he tucks his chin on top of your head. "We're not going to sleep if I keep dealing with you."
"A long-term problem, since you decided to dedicate your daily life to dealing with me." You let out a breathless chuckle, your fingers curling further in his hair. "But consider me being merciful tonight. Good night, Ren."
Ren let out a mock scoff. But even from his puff of breath, you can hear the frizzy hair's attempt at annoyance getting distorted by his own amusement. "Good night, Y/n. Don't dream of me while you're asleep."
guys what do we think about an exchange student! reader in persona 5? i feel like this would be more immersive if not the most immersive to most readers bc you can keep details about your own life in.
and if we factor in japan’s famous track record for treating foreigners i guess we’d fit right in with the misfits at shujin without even having to try, no matter your personality 😓
idk about yall but I love a good cultural exchange and learning to fit in somewhere totally different. no? just me? ok
Ren Amamiya x Reader
a/n: implied that reader has played through p5r, isekai au(?). I saw a tiktok of Ren eating the burger and had the urge to write this. warning, I'm a reader posing as a writer, not a writer who reads.
word count: ~560
The smell of fryer grease permeates the air, and you wince internally, knowing damn well the scent was going to get stuck to your hair for a while after you got home. the sun was setting past the horizon, you could feel it at the back of the booth you were seated in and see it in the honeyed hue that doused everything it hit in golden hour lighting. your curfew is coming up, but you couldn't exactly bring yourself to leave now. not when you knew what was going to happen.
you knew how this was going to go down, so you declined his offer to order anything for yourself. you were only here for one reason— or maybe two, depending on how badly this was going to go.
As Ren Amamiya attempts the Big Bang Burger Challenge™️ , you simply sat and watched with a critical eye while you chewed on his side of fries. at least it wasn’t jumbo sized.
no, you do not intend to help. it’s his problem. you’ve decided you’re already in too deep when everyone stares as the server sets down the burger the height of several stories.
you’re sending prayers for his arteries. how could he make you watch this?
with the amount of second-hand embarrassment you feel, you practically felt your own guts stat shoot up to dauntless in a second. [+2 guts!]
you have to admit it’s a little goofy to watch him break a sweat as he barely chews into the food and swallows it straight up. Ren isn’t even getting all of the burger parts because his jaw isn’t wide enough for the burger the size of his head.
“had enough now?” you asked, helping him up. he unfortunately did not finish the challenge, but part of you thinks that it’s good he didn’t.
“mm…” he huffed slightly. breathing felt like a chore, and the regret was setting in. at least he got a little guts from it, huh? but only in exchange for the sweet, sweet joy of inhaling air normally for about an hour.
the second year could only rely on you to help him up. you took his bag for him too, how chivalrous of you. [+1 kindness!]
all you can do is shake your head at Morgana and wait this out. he seemed to be watching his companion with an encouraging look in his eyes.
when will this dork learn his lesson? all these calories had to go somewhere.
—or not. you couldn’t find a positive correlation between his calorie intake and visible weight gain over the time you've known him.
‘lucky,’ you think enviously.
sometimes, you wonder what goes on inside his head. maybe his head’s so full of frizzy hair that there isn’t enough space for much of a brain.
'oops. maybe that was a little too mean,' you backtracked, 'let's hope my social stats can't regress.
you were starting to see the mischievous side of him peek through the little things he does. for now, you’d have to walk your classmate to the station, lest he runs off to do something else even more dumb.
you still love him though. maybe you love his hair a little more. and his cat, too.
what a silly guy.
[you can feel your bond with <The Wildcard> growing deeper…]
(can be interpreted as platonic or romantic.)
{a/n: @apples-and-all-that this is for you!! I’m not one to write fanfics but I just wanted to give it a shot for my fav persona writer ;P
everyone go check their work out, she writes lovely stuff <33 }
Can we have a joker x reader who got like WAY too affected at awakening their persona? (Like for an example they used a mask their entire life not letting anyone peek through so it was more exhausting for them or smthing?)
With things like not wanting to talk to others on the next day (even if it’s the explain all meeting) etc
Well, you’re free to decline! :)
You look so out of it (pull it together)
Ren Amamiya x Reader
♯ Alex g - Forever
Synopsis: when you had no choice but to rip off the mask that had formed on your face, you were forced to show everyone the real person underneath all of the facades that you carefully built up throughout the years. No one seemed to care much, though it affected you a lot more than you'd like to admit. Unbeknownst to you, Ren was affected as well.
Genre: hurt/comfort
Tags: blood and violence (Persona awakening). Original palace ruler but only briefly mentioned. Emotional breakdown. Crying. Soft confessions.
Wc: 1.5k
Every inch of your brain felt like it was going to explode to their own individual bits. Your head recoiled in pain as the back of your skull hit the wall behind you harshly. Hands shot up to grasp onto your forehead as you shouted in pain.
Your knees started to tremble. Legs giving out as it hit the floor. Banging the front of your skull down to the concrete-- foolishly thinking that hurting yourself further would make everything less painful.
The surprised gasps from the palace ruler fell deaf in and out through your ears. Along with the shouts of your team far in front of you.
The only thing you could hear was the ominous voice echoing throughout the room. Bouncing from one corner to the other, until it reached your ears.
'Are you finally showing yourself?'
Your eyes remained shut from the intense throbs that followed your headache. No matter how much you wanted to open them to see where the voice was coming from.
'You've always tried so hard to hide...
It's time to let them see
See everything.'
You muttered a choked out "no.." shaking your head side to side frantically. You weren't sure what this voice would show your team, but you knew that you didn't want them to see anything.
'You say you don't
but you know well that you'll suffer further if you hold back'
Something started to course through your veins. A burning fire shooting through every part of your body. As if someone had stabbed your back with a welding stick.
You felt something form on your face, right around your eyes. The feeling much too claustrophobic, as if you were getting choked. Your fingers moved around to feel what you were wearing. Trailing it to the side of the mask. You didn't think twice before you ripped it clean off of your head.
Blood flooding from the skin beneath where the mask was. Dripping rapidly on the floor, forming a crimson puddle right by your knees.
'It's time you accept you as you'
In a split second, your mind felt clearer. A contrasting feather-like lightness that followed right after those words flew through your head. Very well.
'I am thou, thou art I'
Joker watched as you awakened your persona. Your outfit changing into the Phantom Thieves costume that every other member of the team had on.
He wasn't sure why his heart ached when he saw you on the ground like that. It wasn't as if the other didn't go through the exact same thing. But something about your particular awakening, made him think that it was much deeper that he assumed.
What with the way you were going absolutely batshit insane over the shadows that were surrounding you. Jumping on their shoulders and pulling up on their chin and beating them silly.
"Woah." Ryuji stated flatly. His eyes might as well have sparkles in them with how hard he was admiring you.
The rest of the Phantom Thieves around him agreed. Shouting out compliments and yells of enthusiasms to you.
Ren would admit-- you looked badass as hell. He wasn't sure if you already possessed an absurd amount of strength suitable enough to beat up two giant creatures at the same time. But it certainly looked like you did.
Eyes fierce and narrow. He didn't know for sure, but he could feel the rage that was flowing through every inch of your body. It was different from when every other persona awakening that he had seen.
After a minute or so, you landed on your feet only a few inches away from the team. Chest rising rapidly as your lungs struggled to grasp air.
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Even after all that fighting, you were still pissed.
You were back in Ren's attic-- room-- house. Curling in on yourself on the very edge of his couch.
You weren't sure why. It certainly wasn't because of Morgana standing in the middle of the table, explaining the next course of action for your upcoming mission. It wasn't because of Ann explaining to you what the hell just happened. And it definitely wasn't because the team were absolutely hyping you up after your battle showcase.
But you were.
You were seething. Fuming out of your ears you were so mad.
You opted not to speak. Not to contribute anything into the conversation, worried that you might say something that you didn't mean. You weren't sure if the 'show your true self' bit that your persona told you meant that you wouldn't know how to hide who you really were anymore.
Trying to sort out your thoughts, you simply crossed your arms and tried your best to listen.
"I'll buy some stuff we could use to keep our stamina and energy up tomorrow." Ren started to speak. Leading the conversation like the leader that he is. "And then we can return to the palace either tomorrow evening, or the day after." He gave you a glance. Noticing how you were practically caving in on yourself. Arms wrapped loosely around your torso.
"Actually-- we can take a breather for a few days." He said, waving his hands as if to dismiss everyone else. "Let's get some rest. I'm tired."
Everyone nodded, standing up and making their way out the door. You followed right behind the crowd, being the last one to leave. Right before Ren stood directly in front of you. Preventing you from taking another step.
He stared at Morgana from behind you. Giving him a look that told him to scram. To which he thankfully listened this time. Jumping off of the table and making his way down the stairs.
"Y/n." He called softly, testing the waters.
He watched as your head twitched up to his direction, eyes remained low and cast on the ground.
He called your name once again, a little louder this time.
You looked up, meeting his eyes. "Hm?"
"You okay?" He asked, searching your face for any hints of.... something. Because so far, he couldn't read your expression.
You nodded once-- barely. "Yeah."
"Sure?"
You nodded again. Yet for some reason, you could feel your throat begin to tighten. Eyebrows furrowing down as your eyes began to sting.
He noticed, of course he did. "You're not."
"I'm not." You were shocked at your own honesty. Hands flying up to hover over your mouth. Lightly gasping at your own admission. "I'm not okay." The words flew past your lips before you could stop yourself.
"Tell me." Ren reached for your wrist, walking to his bed, guiding you to sit next to him. "I'm listening. I always am."
"I--" your cleared your throat. Attempting to blink away the sadness from your eyes. "I don't know." You muttered. "I don't know what's going on. Everything's just happening all at once, and I feel so--" you grabbed onto your knees, trying to stop it from shaking. "-- overwhelmed."
Ren didn't speak, not yet. He was true to his word, he was listening.
"I'm not used to...-- to expressing myself like this." You couldn't stop yourself from breaking. Tears now flowing out of your eyes. "I don't feel safe like this."
His eyes widened slightly. "With us?"
You shook your head almost too quickly. "No. Like in general. Everything's new to me. I feel.." you choked out, racking your brain in a attempt to find the words. "I feel so vulnerable"
You looked at him, trying to find any sign of him being uninterested. He wouldn't be the first person if he was. No one you knew bothered to listen to you whenever you were feeling emotionally tired. So you learned how to keep to yourself. Learning how to never mention the things bothering you.
But right now, he was looking at you so attentively, it even surprised you with how interested he was.
"I've never... let anyone see me like this. I've never let my anger out like I did earlier." You averted your eyes back to your lap. "I've always lied to myself, to make people like me a little bit more."
Ren's heart cracked just a bit. Devastated that you felt like you had to hide who you were.
"And I'm just worried." Your voice cracked along with the last word. "Worried that you wouldn't like who I really am."
"Hey." He whispered, butting in to the conversation, cutting you off. "You're free now. Free from those lies." He shifted his body to face yours. "You don't have to hide anymore."
"I don't know.. if I know how to get used to it."
"And that's okay." He lifted his hand, running his fingers along your hair. "Take as much time as you want. We'll be here to help you."
You smiled slowly, through your tears. "It's gonna take a while."
"And that's alright."
You were thankful for him. For his understanding and patience. "I don't get why you care a lot about me."
He paused for a second. Hand freezing just a few inches above your head. Before smiling. "Because I like you."
Who I think ‘bout when someone mentions kind, cowardly, self-sacrificing, blood-coughing, silver-tongued fraud speedrunners who use smiling as a coping mechanism and just want to go home.
They’re a little crazy but gentlemen nonetheless.
I’m more of an angst and tragedy person but I sincerely hope Soleum gets a happy ending.
