#akira kurusu imagine
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give me love.
akira kurusu x fem. reader
12 months to fall
general notes: unedited; both akira and the reader are in their 20s; the story takes place in roughly the south-eastern part of the united states (think north carolina, tennessee, virginia, etc)
{ caught in a river of records and dreams | oh, will you keep up with me? | everyone's looking for someone to hold | but i can't let you go... }
{ 2019 }
september
the fresh scent of autumn was in the air, and there was an excitement felt coursing through your veins. you were eager to start your first milestone here, your university life at the ripe age of 20.
your university was well-known, despite it being in the middle of a small town. it accepted thousands upon thousands of students each year, and you were proud to be one of them. the campus was gorgeous, and you found yourself being distracted by the various trees planted throughout it and they way the leaves changed colors. as you looked around, your breath was immediately taken away at the sight of a grand oak tree settled a few feet away.
it was as though you were drawn to it, the colors reminding you of a fiery sunset as you seemed to gravitate toward it without even a second thought. the moment you stood beneath it, you allowed your hands to gently touch at the orange leaves, not realizing such beauty could exist.
you were stuck admiring the tree for an unknown amount of time, becoming aware of someone who stood in your periphery. you said nothing to the stranger, just continued to admire the branches of the oak tree when a soft voice was heard.
"i did not realize it would be so beautiful here."
what caught you off guard was the faint traces of an accent beneath his tone. being filled with a curiosity, you look to your right to see what had to be the most beautiful young man you had ever laid eyes on.
he had wavy, ebony locks of hair and wore a pair of glasses that covered his stormy, grey eyes. he was tall and lanky, but you had a hunch that he was much stronger than he looked as you trailed your eyes down his form before looking back at his eyes. his full lips were halfway parted as he met your gaze, not once breaking eye contact with you, and the intensity of his stare was enough to make your cheeks heat up in response.
your heart was pounding, and you felt shy suddenly, unable to hold his gaze as you looked away from him. "y-yes, i've seen the leaves changing colors before, but not with such bright intensity."
you wanted to talk to this perfect stranger some more, but was cut off when your alarm went off from the confines of your bag. with a gasp, you hastily take your phone out to see the time read 9:00am, meaning you had fifteen minutes to get to your first class of the day.
letting out a tiny curse, you were about to say your goodbyes to this perfect stranger when he stops you, placing his hand on your wrist. "w-wait, don't go, i-i'm a bit lost and am unsure of where to go for my first class of the day."
you ask him what class he had, and when he says the same name of your first class of the morning, you gave him a wide smile and take a hold of his hand.
"that's perfect, we share the first class together then. come with me, i'll take you."
without giving it a second thought, you take a hold of his hand and interlock your fingertips together with his, unaware of the way the slightest dust of pink was seen settled against his cheek.
october
akira kurusu was his name, and you found out that he had come to your university as an exchange student, where he would spend a year learning about what being a student was like here in the u.s. he tells you about how he spent most of his life growing up in a small town and how due to certain circumstances, he had to spend his second year of high school in the big city.
when you asked him why he had to move at such an odd place in time, a strange look of discomfort fell over him, with akira telling you it was just something he had to do. his tone was closed off, and it was clear that he didn't wish to talk about it.
wanting to change the subject for his sake, you asked about his desire to come here to the states and was relieved when you heard him perk up once more. you spent some time enjoying a warm cup of coffee at your university's café, wishing to get to know akira better as he spoke about his interests. you felt awkward, trying to determine how akira wanted you to address him as, since you knew that in japan, many people referred to there peers by their last name. for the past couple of weeks, you have been referring to akira by his surname, but the strange glint in his eyes each time you called him kurusu made him feel too distant from you.
when you told akira about this concern, akira simply smiled at you, "you may call me akira, since i see you as a friend... well, my only friend here, really."
he was truly such a sweet and intelligent young man, telling you about how he held an interest in learning and taught himself english when he was a teenager.
you compliment him on his drive and how flawlessly he spoke. "seriously, english is a really tough language to learn, so i'm so proud of you and your hard work ku- i-i mean, a-akira."
you found yourself stuttering when you said his name, tasting it on the tip your tongue for the first time. akira's eyes widen the moment he hears you say his name, and you could have sworn you say a light tinge of pink against his cheeks.
seemingly embarrassed, akira lets out a cough before holding his cup of coffee, taking a sip of it so as to distract himself. he was acting a bit...strange- flustered was more like it. and with akira being so flustered, it made your own cheeks heat up in response.
"i-i'm so sorry, did you prefer me to call you kurusu instead-"
"no!" akira begins to vehemently shake his head, setting down his cup of coffee as a genuine smile paints his soft features. "i-i actually like how my name sounds against your lips..."
akira keeps his grey eyes on you while murmuring your own name in response, the syllables being enough to make your heart pound in response, not quite getting used to the sound of his smooth voice saying your name.
and it was in that moment that you realized you liked how your name sounded against akira's lips as well.
november
"akira sounds like such a wonderful friend, sweetheart. you should invite him over for thanksgiving!"
"m-mom!" something about her suggestion makes your entire face heat up in embarrassment.
you were nearly done with the semester, and thanksgiving break was only a few days away. after you completed your exam, you would be free to return home and enjoy the holiday with your family. but your mother's suggestion made you consider inviting akira along.
"you said that your best friend is originally from japan, right? so it doesn't seem likely that he'll go back home for just a few days. me and your father would not mind if you invited him over."
the offer was truly tempting for you as you chewed on your bottom lip, considering it. it didn't feel right to leave akira all alone when at least 90% of the school would be leaving to go back home to their families. just picturing akira all alone in his dorm room made your heart ache, and with your mother's permission, you figured having akira join you for thanksgiving would be needed.
you spend a few more minutes talking to your mother before hanging up the phone. going through your messages, you click on akira's name, the pad of your thumbs poised over the keyboard as you thought of what to say to him. as if akira himself had read your mind, you see a new text pop up from him that reads:
akira 🤓 📖 : [ hey, are you free right now? i just bought some hot cocoa for us! can i come over? ]
you 🌅 : [ YES! my roomie just left yesterday since she didn't have to take any exams. i'm all alone rn and it's kinda freaky here 😭 ]
akira 🤓 📖 : [ alright, i'll be over in a minute ❤️ ]
you felt butterflies erupt all across your abdomen upon seeing his little heart at the end, with you seeming to read his text over and over again.
you would be lying if you said that you hadn't developed a slight crush on akira kurusu. after all, he was just so soft and sweet. he gave off the aura of being the classic boy-next-door, and you wondered why he wasn't seeing anyone or was already taken.
recalling the moment you had studied with him just a few weeks ago, you brought up his relationship status out of pure curiosity (ignoring the fact that you were beginning to catch feelings for him) and was shocked to find out that he was still single.
"i was seeing someone when i was 16 and at shujin, but when i had to move back home, we had to end it. we're still on good terms though, and i consider them to be a great friend to this day!"
the familiar sensation of butterflies was felt coursing through you at the thought of akira being single, making you feel like you truly had a chance with him. however, a part of you was reluctant to truly tell him how you feel, not wishing to destroy this perfect friendship you had already developed with him.
so despite how you felt, you held back your feelings for him, wanting to cherish what you already had with such a sweet guy like akira.
a sudden knock at your door breaks you out of your prior reveries pertaining to akira, with you alerting your guest that you were coming. with an excited bounce in your step, you unlock your door to see your goofy and cheerful best friend holding up two warm cups of hot cocoa with a warm smile on his face before coming in.
"hey tr- i-i mean..." akira coughs, clearing his throat before referring you to your name. the strangeness of it all was enough to make your head tilt in question, but you ultimately decided against it. with a smile on your face, you take the hot cocoa from akira's hands while taking a sip of it. with you sighing dreamily at the taste, you beckon akira to follow you before settling yourself on the couch.
you fall into easy conversation when akira joins you, being so comfortable around each other that you had no reason to hide your true self from him. as you listened to akira speak, you felt the burning sensation creeping up against your throat.
you really wanted to ask akira if he would join you for thanksgiving, but you weren't sure if he would accept. he seemed like a very reserved person, and you didn't wish to scare him off with the plethora of family members that were bound to be in your home. but at the same time, you didn't particularly enjoy the thought of akira being all alone, either.
a soft voice calling your name coupled along with a hand being waved in front of you breaks you out of your thoughts as you see akira looking at you with concern. "are you okay? you seem out of it. is something bothering you? you know you can always talk to me about it."
the reassuring smile on akira's face was what finally gave you the courage to ask him. so, taking a deep breath, you clenched your eyes shut and told him, "m-my parents said that this was okay, but, if you can, would you like to come back home with me and spend thanksgiving with me and my family?"
the silence seemed deafening, and you were still feeling too anxious to open your eyes and meet his gaze. only when you heard the melodious sound of his laughter did you open your eyes.
the expression akira was giving you was making your heart race, with his eyes looking at you with such fondness that you found it harder to breathe. his gentle chuckle continues on for a few more seconds before he leans forward, reaching out a hand to softly grace at your cheek with the back of his hand.
"are you sure i won't intrude on your time with your family?"
you shake your head in response, feeling as though the air was sapped from your lungs the moment you witness his smile once more.
"then... if you'll have me, i don't mind spending thanksgiving break surrounded by you and your loved ones..."
december
letting akira experience thanksgiving at your household was a bit chaotic, yet so much fun at the same time. during the entire day, your parents and extended family welcomed your friend with open arms, and they had a blast learning about his culture with akira doing the same.
you were incredibly happy that akira enjoyed a lot of the foods that were piled high upon his plate, and the amount of leftovers that were still available the next day. it was so refreshing to see akira smiling so much while genuinely having such a great time.
after your finals were completed during the second week of december, you were shocked to find how quickly time was passing by, with your first semester already completed and christmas just a few days away. your parents had decided to spend the holidays up north where your grandparents resided, and you decided to stay back and spend it with akira.
when you broke the news to your mother over the phone, she seemed to understand why you wished to spend some time with akira and not leave him all alone on christmas day. she tells you how sweet he was and that she was happy for you, which in turn made you break out into a wide grin when you told her that you were only just friends with him.
yet the slight trill heard in her laughter let you know that she did not believe a single word that you said.
but truth be told, you didn't believe yourself, either.
when you told akira that you would be staying on campus, too, he gave you the brightest smile while giving you an unexpected hug. you could feel your eyes widen, taking in the scent of his cologne mixed in with coffee and something slightly spicy and sweet, like cinnamon, while returning his hug.
after a few seconds, he lets go of you while placing his hands on your shoulders. "that means we can spend christmas in my dorm. when midnight hits on the 24, come on over and we can celebrate together."
akira's excitement was palatable, and you found yourself smiling along with him while giving him an eager nod. "yes, i'll come over when midnight hits. should i make anything, or...?"
akira shakes his head before giving you a tiny smile. "there's no need, i've got everything covered. all you need to do is come by my dorm at midnight, got it?"
"got it."
you and akira still spent some time together up until the day before christmas. because he wanted to 'surprise' you, you did not get a chance to see him today, which gave you some time to wrap your present for him.
for some odd reason, akira had a deep fascination and love for arséne lupin, the gentleman thief. he often told you that his interest in learning english was to read the translated works of maurice leblanc, and that the surname leblanc held a deep meaning for him. so before finals began, you explored your local bookstore and was excited to find a leather bound copy arséne lupin, gentleman burglar.
knowing that this was the perfect gift for akira, you began wrapping the novel with a wide smile on your face. as you continued to wrap his gift, you slowly began to realize just how deeply you felt for akira, and the feelings you harbored for him were beginning to morph into something stronger than just a mere crush.
you were beginning to fall for him... hard.
once the present was completely wrapped, you looked at the time on your phone to see a text from akira:
akira 🤓 📖 : [ hey, so good news! i already completed my preparations. do you want to come over right now? ]
you found yourself smiling as you looked at the time on your phone.
you 🌅 : [ it's only 8pm. isn't it a bit too early?? ]
akira 🤓 📖 : [ yeah, i know lol but i really want to see you right now... ]
your heart was felt palpitating again, filling you with a warmth after seeing akira's text. as you chewed on your bottom lip, you began to grin before replying:
you 🌅 : [ i'll be there in 10 minutes. ]
akira 🤓 📖 liked your message.
since it was a bit cold outside, you threw on some tight fitting sweats along with a shirt and your favorite sweater, completing the look with your worn converses as you grabbed your bag and akira's present. placing the present within the confines of your bag, you fix your hair and grabbed your keys before making your way towards his dorm.
arriving in just a few minutes, you knock on akira's door, hearing some shuffling from behind as it opens just a few seconds later, revealing akira himself.
his face seemed flushed as he let out a breathless sigh of your name, welcoming you inside as he quickly beckons you to come closer. "here, come in and warm up. i've already got some dinner ready, too."
"oh wow, did you make me some curry? or omurice?" you giggle, taking off your shoes as you admired the cute cut out snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and the string of christmas lights strewn throughout the apartment.
as you admired the decorations, your eyes trail down towards the dining room table to find a bucket of fried chicken and a pure white cake settled on top of it. "what? fried chicken and cake?" you begin to giggle as you set your bag on the couch before following akira into the kitchen as he grabbed some plates.
although you knew that both of these foods were delicious, you wouldn't say that this was your typical christmas eve / christmas day meal. yet akira seemed excited all the same, "oh trust me, back home, when me and my old friends are able to spend christmas together, we would eat this and just have a good time."
the eagerness heard in his voice makes you smile, and you take one of the plates before settling yourself across from him on the table. you take some pieces of chicken while akira does the same, biting into it as you moaned at how good it tasted. "hmm, maybe you're on to something, akira. having fried chicken on christmas eve is pretty tasty."
"right? truly, i can't get enough of this."
you spoke to akira about his friends and family, and despite how he seemed to share so many fond memories with them, you could sense that he was keeping something hidden from you, something that would make his stories feel a bit more complete.
even though you held some suspicions about what akira was telling you, you allowed it to slide again since you were certain that if he wanted to tell you more, then he would do so when he was ready. you weren't going to be a bad friend and demand things from him that he wasn't ready to give.
after your delicious dinner of fried chicken, akira shares a thick slice of cake with you as you enjoyed how soft and fluffy it was. the frosting was addicting, and you were filled with so much happiness that you wanted akira to feel the same.
"hey aki?"
"hm?" akira looks away from his cake to see you getting up to take your bag. as you rummage through it, you brought out akira's gift. the two of you were completely silent as you sat back down and slid the gift across the table for him to take.
"i-it's not much, but today has been so much fun that i...i wanted to do something for y-you, too."
you watch with bated breath as akira takes the gift and carefully unwraps his. his fingertips work meticulously, and it was as though he didn't wish to tear apart the wrapping as he slowly revealed the leather bound copy of arséne lupin, gentleman burglar.
his grey eyes displayed no emotion, and you were afraid that he hated your gift. your heart was torn now, reaching out to him when he suddenly stands to walk away from you.
an iciness was felt coursing through your veins, and you felt the contents of your food swirling within your stomach, making you nauseous. your breathing became labored and you swore that you wanted to do nothing more than to get out of here, to run far away as you possible could-
yet that impulsive sensation dissipates into thin air when akira comes back with his own wrapped gift in his hands. he says nothing, simply returning to his seat settled across from you before sliding the present towards you.
all you could hear was the blushing rushing through your head as your shaky hands take the present. with careful movements, you unwrap the gift to see a slender velvet box settled on the palm of your hand. as you open up the box, you gasp upon seeing a glittering silver necklace with a snowflake pendant glimmering beneath the light.
"a treasure for my treasure." akira's voice was suddenly heard directly beside you, and you watch as his slender hands take the necklace out of the confines of its box.
you tried to keep your breathing even, yet you couldn't stop your heart from racing within your chest. you were becoming flustered, and when akira finished fastening the necklace around your neck did you finally turn around to look at him.
he wore a wide smile before leaning down closer to you. "c-can i kiss you?"
you could only manage a nod, sliding your eyes shut when you felt akira's soft lips press against yours in an achingly gentle, but sweet kiss. your first kiss with him wasn't demanding or forceful, but something that was soft and oh so giving.
after sharing a few more kisses with him did akira finally rest his forehead against yours.
while shakily saying your name, he asks, "will you be... mine?"
you would be a fool not to accept his confession.
january
time truly does go by so fast when you're having fun-
or when you're in love.
the moment you and akira became a couple on christmas eve was the best moment of your life. you had been so drawn to akira from the start and you were truly floating on cloud 9.
despite his departure looming above you, you decided to ignore such feelings of dread the moment akira must return back to japan in august. all you wanted to do was bask in the moment and spend as much time as you could with akira.
it was the evening after your first day of classes, the start of your spring semester when akira came over to your dorm to watch some movies with you on your laptop. you had a quick meal of instant ramen and put on a light, comedic film to enjoy.
you could feel akira cuddling you from behind, playing with your strands of hair briefly before softly calling your name.
"do you still want to know why i spent a year at a different school?"
you furrow your eyes a bit, reaching over towards your laptop to pause the movie. wanting to give akira your full attention, you turn around so that you were facing him, eyes glimmering with love while giving him a nod.
"yes, of course. if you trust me enough to talk about it, then yes."
he sighs before placing a kiss against your forehead. "i was sent to a different school because i was put on probation for a year, and my old school had kicked me out due to my then... criminal record."
your eyes were wide at this point, not believing that someone like akira could ever have a criminal record. akira knew what you were thinking and decided to hold you even closer to him. "i know i know. it's crazy, right? but all i wanted was to help her."
he then tells you the reasoning for his arrest, which involved a corrupt politician forcing a woman to go home with him. he didn't want the woman to do something that made her uncomfortable, and when he tried to move the man away from her, he fell due to his inebriated state.
because he was so powerful, no one believed akira when he told the cops the man had fallen by himself and was promptly arrested on the scene. you hear the way akira's voice cracked, knowing how traumatic it must have been for him as you slowly reached out to comfort him.
"oh, akira... i'm so sorry. it must have been so hard on you..."
you feel akira embrace you tightly while letting out a humorless laugh, "trust me, treasure, i've been through so much worse."
not wanting akira to be in pain, you gently frame at his face, making him face you as you could see the tears glimmering within his grey eyes. not saying a word, you leaned in to kiss him, tasting the saltiness of his tears against your lips, allowing akira to cling to you for comfort.
february
you never believed in celebrating valentine's day...
that is, until now.
you knew that it was customary in japan to make chocolates to display your romantic interest in a boy, but would it hold the same meaning if you were already in a relationship with akira?
in the end, you decided that it didn't matter, that as long as it made him happy, then you'd do something as ridiculous as making homemade chocolates for the first time just for him.
after sending akira a text that you were busy doing a project with one of your classmates (a complete lie), you spent the whole day gathering ingredients to make some chocolates for akira on this special day. while everyone else was spending it by going out to a dinner and a movie, you wanted to give akira a more traditional experience.
he told you valentine's day was kind of a big deal back where he was from and that there were many ways to celebrate it. anyone could celebrate valentine's day in either a platonic or romantic manner.
when you teased akira, asking if he got a lot of confession chocolates back when he was younger and you saw the way his face lit up in a blush was when you began laughing before kissing his cheek, commenting on how cute he was when he suddenly tackled you to the couch and began littering your face with kisses.
with the memory of that day fueling you, you put your entire heart and soul into the chocolates, following the recipe you found to the best of your abilities. a few hours later, you were able to make a decent amount of chocolate squares before individually wrapping them in cellophane and ribbons.
"whew." by the end of it all, you were sweating a bit, looking down at your basket of chocolates wrapped in a variety of different colors. it sure looked pretty, and you just hoped that it tasted even a little decent.
wishing to surprise akira, you take your basket and begin making your trek towards akira's dorm. with your heart pounding in anticipation, you knock on his door, hoping that his roommate was out and that you could spend some time with akira.
within a few seconds, you saw the door unlock with akira giving you a shocked expression. "i thought you had to do a project?"
you shake your head while holding up the basket of chocolates for him to take. "happy valentine's day, akira!"
he takes the basket of chocolates with an awed expression on his face, and you were in the midst of explaining, "now normally, i don't celebrate valentine's day at all, but i figured this would make you really happy. so, i tried to make some homemade chocolate and-"
you were cut off when akira takes a hold of your hand and crashes his lips into yours, kissing you with such fervor that it takes your breath away.
even if your chocolates may not be as sweet as you wanted it to be, akira's kisses made up for it by far.
march
akira 🤓 📖 ❤️ : [ meet me at our usual cafe, i have a surprise for you. ]
today was march 14, and you had just got out of your last class for the day when akira texted you. excited to see him again, you tell him that you were on your way and began walking toward the café with a bounce in your step.
upon entering the café, you saw akira settled on one of the tables in the corner and immediately went over to greet him. he sees you and takes you in his arms, giving you a quick kiss before gesturing at you to take a seat.
"i've got a surprise for you." he slides your favorite drink over to you, and you took a sip while basking in the warm flavor of your favorite coffee.
"mhmm, go on."
"you know the planetarium exhibit that just opened recently? well, i got us some tickets for it." akira was brimming with excitement now, completely and utterly excited for your date.
"wha- no way! that's so amazing aki! i've been dying to see it, too!" you talk about the rest of your plans for the night before akira quickly ushers you out of the café, "come on, let's get ready together, and we can enjoy our date."
with one last kiss, you tell akira that you'd meet him in the next couple of hours before heading back into your dorm to get ready. deciding to take a quick shower, you do so and make sure to clean yourself thoroughly, wanting to feel refreshed during your date with akira.
when you were done with your shower, you kept the towel wrapped around your body as you rummaged through your drawers and closet for something cute to wear. your roommate heard you pacing back and forth in your room and decides to check on you.
she knocks on your wall, catching your attention while smiling at you. "hey there, what's gotten you so jittery?"
"akira just planned the cutest and most thoughtful date for us, and i'm having trouble deciding what to wear."
you listen as your roommate lets out a hum, looking through your closet before picking out a single article of clothing. one by one, she settles the pieces on your bed before gesturing her hand out, "there we go, i think if you go with this style, it would suit you extremely well."
she gives you a wink before heading out of your room, "have fun on your date, and you can thank me later!"
you look down at all the clothes your roommate had chosen for you, only to realize that she was right-
this style was perfect for your date tonight.
you would definitely need to find a way to thank her someday.
{ ... }
when it was time for your date with akira, you met him outside of the café while dressed in the outfit your roommate had picked out for you. he seemed stunned upon seeing you for a brief moment before snapping out of it. "you look ravishing, my love."
akira meets you halfway to press a kiss against your lips, earning the widest smile from you. you wrap your arms together with his, remaining close to him as you both made your way towards the planetarium.
the walk was uneventful, but calm, with a small crowd forming outside of the building. you stood in line with akira, remaining close by his side as you rested your head against his shoulders, ready to enjoy this night with your beloved by your side.
{ ... }
after exploring the planetarium exhibit, you were left in a dreamlike state, completely mesmerized by all the beauty the universe had to offer. it was incredible to be surrounded by a sea of stars, and you were so happy akira shared this experience with you.
before you left the exhibit, akira told you to wait for him and that he'll be back in a moment. you give him a nod while standing off to the side of the exit, not questioning where akira needed to go as you browsed through your phone to pass the time.
about ten minutes later, you saw akira approach you, and that's when you lifted you head while letting out a gasp.
settled within akira's arms was a grand bouquet of roses that held a plethora of colors as its petals. a wave of emotion goes through you upon seeing the bouquet of rainbow roses, the sight so lovely that your heart ached.
"a-akira..."
"happy white day, treasure. you've made me so happy on valentine's day that i knew i had to do something equally amazing, just to show you how much i love you."
you gasp upon hearing those three special words, hands shaking as you reached out to take the bouquet or roses from his grasps. with tears streaming down your face, you grip akira from the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer as you shared yet another kiss to celebrate this amazing night.
when the need for air proved to be too much for you, akira pulls away while gently caressing at your cheek. he places one final kiss against your forehead before taking a hold of your hand. "come on, let's enjoy our night together and have some dinner. i reserved a place and would really like to try it..."
you were so incredibly happy, hugging your bouquet or roses close to you while praying that this night would never end.
april
the semester seemed to take a turn for the worst as you began to feel even more stressed out than usual with your upcoming finals as you struggled to stay afloat while amidst all the assignments.
it felt as though you were drowning, becoming so overwhelmed with everything you had to do before your spring semester ended.
and this afternoon was no better for you.
as you tried to look through your notes while typing out your study guide for one of your classes, you felt a sharp pain at the front of your head. you could feel the pinpricks of a migraine beginning to form, and you were so tired and stressed- but you needed to get this done.
letting out a shaky sigh, your hands were poised against the keyboard of your laptop once more, ready to continue typing when a sudden presence standing in front of you stops you.
"akira? what are you doing here?"
he says nothing, simply closes your laptop shut as words or protests begin forming against your lips. before you could say a word, akira ends up taking you away from your laptop and textbooks, leading you back to your room and on top of your twin sized bed.
it was a tight fit, but akira manages to lay in bed with you, holding you against his chest while gently playing with the strands of your hair. "your roommate texted me, telling me how much you were practically killing yourself with your studying."
"ugh, she's being dramatic." you groan while burying your face within his chest. "i just... have so much to do and so little time. i can't afford to-"
"you need to rest, love." akira brushes his lips against your hair, "and i will not take no as an answer."
"but-"
akira then pulls away from you, placing his lips on yours, successfully silencing you with a kiss.
"no buts, either. this is the plan... you are going to take a much needed nap with me, and when we wake up, i'll order some takeout, then we'll study together, okay?"
"okay..." was your weak reply, letting out a yawn as you fell against him, allowing your heavy eyelids to finally close. with the exhaustion felt coursing through your veins, you shut your eyes and bask in akira's warmth, feeling all of your stress melting away whilst in his arms.
may
akira's birthday was coming up, and you wanted to surprise him with a scrapbook of some sort, one that contained all of his beloved memories.
akira had no idea what your plans were, and he was currently away from his dorm to work on a group project at the library. he trusts you enough to leave you alone in his room, and you were happy for that fact.
but you wanted to make something as a type of memento for him. you had already printed out most of the pictures you had saved on your phone, but wanted to include some pictures he had of him in his hometown, if at all possible.
as you were rummaging through his room, your eyes fell onto his desk as you opened a random drawer. in it, you were surprised to find what looked like a diary with a bunch of pictures and online articles settled beneath it.
you open the diary, but could not make sense of anything that was written due to the fact that it was entirely in japanese. with a shake of your head, you place the diary to the side and look through the stack of papers beneath it.
in it, you could see a few printed pages of what appears to be an online forum called the PHAN-SITE. you caught a few other english phrases here and there, but the vast majority of it was in japanese. fueled by curiosity now, you continue rummaging through before coming across a few pictures that depicted the same group of people.
upon seeing akira standing amidst what you assumed to be his friends, you pick up the picture to admire it. they seemed to be standing in the middle of the city, and a black cat was seen settled on akira's shoulders as they were all smiling at the camera.
keeping the picture to the side, you saw something else that catches your attention. it was another article that you couldn't make out and read, yet it was the grainy, black and white photo that caught your attention.
picking up the article to get a better glimpse of the man in the picture, you saw the familiar waves of messy, black hair with a bird-like domino mask that covered his eyes. your heart was racing as goosebumps were felt all across your skin.
your hands were shaking now as you trailed your eyes over to the bolded letters settled at the top of the page.
THE PHANTOM THIEVES OF HEART STRIKES AGAIN!
the headline was enough to make you feel a bit unsteady, landing on akira's bed as you stared blankly at the online article. you were well aware of this strange phenomenon, of corrupted adults in japan having their lives changed because of this strange group of thieves.
you always found it odd that this phenomenon only occurred in japan, and was even becoming excited at the thought of the phantom thieves coming here. they were all everyone was talking about, even yourself.
so, why did akira have so many articles pertaining to them? was he once an avid fan like you were?
or could he possibly be-
that was when an epiphany hits you, with you realizing that perhaps, akira was once part of the phantom thieves of heart. you did a double take and look back at the picture featured on the article, and it was no denying of the fact that this had to be akira back in his youth.
why else would he hold on to these articles?
"hey treasure, i'm home. sorry if i kept you...waiting?"
the moment akira sees you holding on to one of the articles pertaining to the phantom thieves, he takes quick strides and rips the page out of your hand, nearly giving you a paper cut in response.
akira does not meet your gaze, and you could feel the guilt coursing through your veins at upsetting him. "i-i'm sorry, i was just trying to find hints on what to get you for your birthday and i got... carried away."
your boyfriend appeared to be close to breaking down, unable to meet your gaze as he bites down on his bottom lip.
"i... i really was going to tell you... i didn't want you to find out like this."
you stand back to your full height while brushing back his strands of hair, revealing his grey eyes to you. "you can trust me; you can tell me anything, and i'll still love you."
akira clenches his eyes shut before bringing you into his arms. he crushes you against him before laying down in bed with you. it was then that he spent the next several hours telling you everything, how his unjust arrest lead him and his friends to start a revolution of sorts in order to change the corrupt world around them.
the moment akira finishes telling his story, you felt your heart grow, filled with an unconditional love for him. kissing his own forehead in response, you tell him how proud you are of him for remaining so strong and for fighting for what he believed in.
akira remains silent with tears running down his face, holding you close to him as he buries your face within the curve of your neck, finding comfort in your warmth and mere presence.
june
it was finally summer break and today was akira's birthday, the day you were looking forward to celebrating the most with your beloved boyfriend.
you decided to keep this day simple and sweet, with akira staying in the dorms for a few more months before he had to go back home.
you didn't want to think about his homecoming, knowing that you would be in tears the moment he had to leave.
so instead, you focused on making this the perfect day for akira, baking him a small cake mixed in with some sprinkles in the batter. because you wanted this to be a relaxing and intimate birthday, you already had plans to order his favorite food and have it delivered around dinnertime.
with his cake finished, you spent the day spoiling him, singing happy birthday to akira while watching him make a wish before blowing out the candles.
"so what did you wish for?" you ask him with a teasing smile on your face. akira responds with his signature laugh, bringing you closer to him as he presses a kiss against your lips.
"sorry treasure, that i cannot tell you, for if i told you, then it wouldn't come true."
you roll your eyes at him, but relent, giving the tip of his nose a kiss before spoiling him even more with cuddles.
when evening came, you and akira were in the middle of enjoying your dinner. you had given him his first gift earlier, another journal and a sleek looking watch that he was currently wearing. you hadn't given him your last gift yet, wanting to wait for the perfect moment to do so.
and now, you finally had the perfect chance to give him your last gift.
as akira places all the empty takeout cartons in the bin, you called out to him, holding the last present behind your back.
"aki, can you come here?"
"of course, love."
he wipes his hand on a towel, placing it to the side before stepping closer to you. "what is it?"
not daring to speak for fear of bursting into tears, you slowly reveal the last present to him. akira's eyes were wide and he tries to tell you, "babe, the journal and watch was more than enough-"
you shake your head, silently beckoning akira to take the final gift and open it. with a nod, he does so, accepting your final gift. as he carefully unwraps it, he unveils the scrapbook you had taken some time to make for him.
as if mesmerized by the captured memories, he sees on the very first page the group picture of he and his friends that you had seen within his desk. and as he flipped the pages, that's when he saw all of the pictures you had taken together with him ever since you first started dating.
while akira flips through the pages was when you finally gathered the courage to speak,
"i made you this album consisting off all the pictures we took together... it took some time to extract them from my phone and print, b-but i truly wanted to give you something in hopes that you won't... that you won't ever forget about me."
when akira looks away from the scrapbook, he meets your gaze, and you could see the unshed tears glimmering within his steel grey eyes. he says your name, filled with emotion as he hugs you closer to him. "i could never forget you. i thought i had already felt love before, but that... that feeling is nothing to how i feel for you now."
he sets the scrapbook off to the side, framing your face with his two hands as you both began to cry. not caring about the tears that streamed down both of your faces, akira begins to kiss you deeply, crushing your body to his while holding you so tightly.
"whatever the future brings, it doesn't matter to me. because deep down in my heart, i know that i'll only love you and you alone."
akira begins to smile through his tears, using the pad of his thumb to wipe away at the moisture that streams down your eyes. "i promise you, i promise you that i'll never forget you, and that i'll always come back to you- always."
july
there were tears streaming down your face when you realized that akira had to return back to japan soon.
even though akira did everything he could to distract you from the inevitable, you still harbored such deep feelings of hurt.
you spent every day together, never once growing tired of each other. akira still cherished your gifts for him, making new memories with you as he filled the pages of his journal with details about you.
and despite how happy you felt, spending so much time with akira-
you were also feeling so hurt and miserable as well.
it was one of those nights where you began to feel sad once more, crying in akira's arms as he gently comforted you throughout the night.
"ssh, it's going to be alright. we'll see each other again, and i promise i'll text you and call you every day."
"i k-know that, aki, it's j-just." you could feel the tears brimming against your eyes again, "i can't let you go."
that was the final straw as you cried again, clinging to akira as a defeated sigh escapes from his parted lips.
"i can't let you go, either, treasure. ever since i met you, i feel as though my life has become so much brighter."
he whispers your name, catching your attention when your eyes met with his. wanting to do all he could to make you happy, he leans in and kisses you, not stopping as he wraps his arms around you, becoming a tangle of limbs in response.
you spent the whole night kissing and cuddling, basking in his whispers as you talked yourself into believing his promises of forever-
that what you had with akira was real, and that he would always come back to you.
august
you had no idea how you functioned without akira.
he had gone home on the exact date he was meant to leave, before the new semester began, and you did not wish to spend these final few weeks of summer alone. so, you went back home while trying to pretend that akira's absence didn't absolutely devastate you.
you hated the thousands of miles that stood between you and akira, and despite everything, you were glad that akira kept his end of the promise. even though there was also a huge difference in timezones, you did your best to make things work.
he would send you pictures in the middle of the night, and you could see how bright everything looked back at his hometown. he seemed happy in those pictures, being back with family and friends, yet even you could tell that his smile never could quite reach his eyes, always remaining tiny with the same glimmer of sadness in his gaze.
today, you woke up feeling groggy and admittedly, a bit upset. you texted akira first thing in the morning-
and had yet to get a reply back.
now, normally, you were able to brush it off, thinking he was busy doing some things with his family or friends. when this happens, akira always made sure to text you back within the next few hours, telling you about his day as you both fell back into an easy conversation.
so you waited...
and waited...
and waited...
but there was still no reply from akira.
around dinner, once he finished eating, your father suddenly excused himself, telling you and your mother that he had a quick errand to run, and that he'll return in the next hour or so. you barely heard him, still picking at your scarcely eaten dinner. you weren't even aware of how your father had just left, making your mother worry a bit.
"sweetheart, is everything alright? you've barely eaten today, and it's so clear that something is upsetting you."
you trail your eyes towards your phone currently settled on the counter, still with no text from akira. "it's stupid, you probably might get mad at me for feeling upset."
"i won't get mad, honey. you can tell me what's bothering you."
you felt your mother reach out a hand to you, placing it on top of yours as you sighed and relented. "it's about akira. i texted him a few times, and he still hasn't replied to me. and i just- i'm worried that i may have done something to upset him."
your mother gives you a sympathetic expression, bringing you closer to her as she embraces you fully. "don't worry, my dear. i'm sure he'll get back to you soon. just think positive, okay?"
feeling pathetic, you refuse to allow the tears to fall as you angrily began to wipe the dampness away from your eyes. heeding her words, you follow her into the living room to take your mind off of your boyfriend, putting on a random show to pass time as you both waited for your father to come home.
roughly an hour later, you hear the sound of the door unlocking as your father enters your home with what looks like some luggage. you were frowning with confusion now, "dad, what's with the luggage? who's here?"
he merely smiles at you before gesturing outside. "it's your surprise, that's who's here."
you could feel the feelings of hope coursing through your veins, making you stand from your seat on the couch as you ran barefoot out into your driveway-
only to see akira standing there, smiling brightly at you.
letting out a sob of his name, you ran towards him and threw your arms around his neck, feeling the tears of joy streaming down your face as you embraced him tightly.
"y-you idiot! i was so worried about you..."
you listen to his soft laughter once more, feeling his lips press against your hair, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, but i wanted to surprise you."
you pull away from him with a pout painted against your lips. "b-but, how? how are you here?"
akira continues to smile at you, leaning down to press a kiss against your lips before explaining, "i had your parents help me prepare for this surprise. despite how arduous the process was, i'm able to continue going to university with you."
"b-but-"
he cuts you off with another kiss, "no buts, and honestly, didn't i already tell you?"
akira basks in your presence, closing his eyes while keeping you in his arms, "i will always come back to you."
epilogue - present day
you were the first to awaken when you heard the sounds of your baby crying in the next room. filled with a panic only a mother would feel for her newborn child, you throw back your blankets and quickly rush towards her room.
you call out your daughter's name, only to see that her cries had become quieter the moment akira held her whilst rocking her back and forth. his tired grey eyes meets your gaze, and he manages to send you a tiny smile all while comforting your daughter.
the sight of akira pressing gentle kisses against his daughter's dark curls was enough to make your heart melt as you tiptoed into the room. you bask in the beauty of your husband and child cuddled together all while playfully frowning at the sight.
"i'm so jealous, our princess prefers you over me."
as if reacting to the sound of your voice, you watch as your daughter lets out a soft whine, her legs and tiny arms kicking as they desperately reached out to you. not wanting to upset her, you lean down to give her your finger, watching as she automatically relaxes within her father's embrace.
"don't be ridiculous, it's so obvious that she loves both of us equally."
akira lets out a soft chuckle, beckoning you to come closer to him. when you lean down is when akira gives you another kiss, making your heart flutter with excitement as you found yourself falling in love with him all over again.
after pulling away from akira, you both look down at your precious daughter, who was already asleep now that she was in the comfort and warmth of her father's arms, a sensation that you knew of all too well.
"akira kurusu, i am so happy to have met you all those years ago. you have been my soulmate from the start, and i will never take what we have for granted."
akira's eyes were seen becoming brighter, filled with a love and adoration that you were so used to seeing as he beckons you closer to kiss you once more.
"you took the words right out of my mouth, mrs. kurusu. you have given me the greatest treasure i could ever ask for, and for that, i am eternally yours."
a.n. - it has been so long since i have written a story for akira, and i really wanted to try this new oneshot format with the best boy in the entire world. this story was truly a labor of love, taking me around 8 hours and 9k+ words to complete this entire story. please forgive me for any mistakes, as it is still unedited 🥹 and please, do enjoy the long read ❤️
all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.
#akira kurusu x reader#akira kurusu fluff#akira kurusu x you#akira kurusu imagine#akira kurusu#kurusu akira x reader#akira x reader#joker x reader#ren amamiya x reader#.stories
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Hi! I love your work, i was wondering if i could request a childhood friend! reader with akira from persona 5? they're visiting him in the city while he's on probation
Thank you for your patience, my love
Spontaneous
The man at the counter had told you it was alright to head up the stairs at the back of the café, but he didn't mention that there would be a group of people waiting for you when you got to the top of them.
The sudden silence had stopped you in your tracks. You weren't prepared for so many extra eyes to be on you, suddenly feeling like you had walked in on something much more intimate than you could probably imagine.
You had been in Shibuya for only an hour and you had already overstepped somehow.
You swallowed the lump in your throat, nobody else showing any intention of breaking the silence.
"Surprise..?"
All eyes were suddenly off you as they shifted to the person you came all this way to see in the first place. He was still staring at you, clearly still in shock at your sudden arrival in his room.
The cat sitting on the table meowed rather loudly, snapping your friend out of his stupor.
You couldn't hide your smile at the sound of your name slipping past his lips.
"Hi, Ren."
None of the other people in the room spoke a word as he rose from his seat, stepping away from it to approach you slowly.
"What are you doing in Shibuya?"
You only smiled wider.
"It's summer break! I thought I'd surprise you by coming in to visit you. I was thinking you might be feeling a bit homesick, so I wanted to check on you." You explained, watching him finally stop moving when he was standing right in front of you.
It had only been a few months, but you could have sworn he had grown taller since the last time you saw him.
The look on his face could only be explained as one of wonder, though you didn't know if that was a good thing or not.
It made you nervous, so you continued on.
"Besides, you haven't missed a single one of my birthdays, and I didn't think you'd want to start now." You said quietly.
You saw recognition cross his face, but it was gone just as quickly as it came.
You peeked around his frame to eye the group of teenagers watching the two of you. "But it seems like I'm interrupting something important, so I can just go back downstairs until you're finished here." You said, looking back up at him. "Unless you'd like to introduce me to everyone?"
His head whipped around to look at them for only a brief moment before he was looking at you again, suddenly grabbing your shoulders and turning you completely around to face the stairs.
"They're nobody."
"Huh?" You blinked, squeaking when he suddenly started pushing you towards the stairs. "Nobody? But--"
"That's right."
"They're in your room--"
"Lost tourists."
"Wh-- For real?!" You heard one of the boys shout from behind you. "Who's gonna believe--"
"Ren, stop pushing, I'm going to trip down the stairs!" You griped as he kept pushing you forward, doing your best not to slip as you grabbed hold of the railing. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to show you around." He reached for his bag that was on the table by the stairs, quickly leading you downstairs.
You frowned. Why was he being so pushy about getting you away from his friends? Did he not want to see you as much as you wanted to see him? You had been inseparable since before either of you could walk. Why was he suddenly so eager to rush you away like this?
Were you... embarrassing him somehow?
"We're going to be out until closing."
You blinked, not realizing he had moved you halfway across the café floor by now.
"Just don't cause any trouble." The man from before replied, offering you a short wave before you were suddenly out the door, the bustling of the people walking down the street hitting your ears.
You frowned again as you watched him sling his bag over his shoulder. "Are you mad at me?" You asked him.
He shook his head, motioning in the direction he wanted you two to walk, and despite your sunken mood, you walked beside him. "No, of course not. Why would you think that?"
That couldn't be a serious question, could it?
"What was all that back there?" You crossed your arms, ignoring the yowling of the cat that had followed you both out of the café. "You had guests, Ren, I'm not stupid. Why didn't you want me to meet them?"
This was never something that had been an issue before.
He seemed less than concerned as you two continued your walk to, you assumed, the station. "It's not that I don't want you to meet them." He said.
"Then why were you in such a hurry to get me out of there?"
He looked at you as if the answer should have been obvious.
"Because you're here."
You shook your head, confused. "So?"
He reached over, draping his arm over your shoulder to pull you in close to his side as you both continued walking, his breath on your ear.
"So nothing else in the world matters."
#ren amamiya x reader#ren amamiya imagine#ren amamiya#akira kurusu x reader#akira kurusu imagine#akira kurusu#joker x reader#joker imagine#joker#persona 5 x reader#persona 5 imagine#persona 5#fluff#scenario#director fugue
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Christmas Eve-Akira Kurusu-
masterlist | request
Prompt: Can you write an Akira Kurusu x Reader, where Akira and Reader celebrate Christmas Day together?
Pairing: Akira Kurusu x Reader
Summary:
Word Count: 864
Christmas has always been a joyous time of year.
The weather has turned cold and all the trees lose their leave. Your closet changes from short, skirts, and tank tops to sweaters, jeans and booties. Beverages went from chilled or iced to hot and warming.
The sound of joyful and upbeat music filled the walkway throughout Shibuya station. The stores decorated with red and green decor, merchandise changed to fit the season.
You chuckle at the multitude of people scrambling around to find a last-minute gift for someone. You were glad that all your shopping was done a week ago and you could spend your week wrapping the presents and gathering everything else you needed to take with you.
“Can I help you?” The owner of the cake shop asked once you entered her store. You smiled at her before telling your name and your order. As the worker shows you your cake, you feel your stomach grumble a little.
You thank her before turning back towards the exit, carefully maneuvering around the large crowds of people desperately shopping.
Once you finally returned home, a long sigh of relief escaped your lips. You pause to take a breath before looking at the clock. A smile rises to your face when you realize you had plenty of time to gather your things for tomorrow
The cool breeze embraces you as you step up the final few steps of the yongen-jaya subway terminal. Your free hand bring your jacket closer to your body as your paper bag blows with the gusts of wind. Your footsteps echo throughout the nearly empty platform as you hurry your way to the awaiting warmth of Leblanc.
As the red hue of the shop comes into view your keep pick up the pace. At the door stood Sojiro in his white hat.
“Hello Boss.” You call out once you get within ear shot.
Sojiro turned to you with a smirk on his face. “Hello Y/n. Akira told me you were coming over tonight.” He spoke to you while holding the front door open for you.
You offered a smile before thanking and wishing him and merry christmas.
♡♡♡♡♡
The sound of the bell ringing caught the attention of Akira. His head snapped from gazing at the floor, to looking towards your direction. A smile rose to his face at the sight of you.
After carefully placing your belongings, you rushed into Akira’s awaiting open arms. “I’m glad you could make it.” He whispered into your ear. You pull away slightly so you could look into his eyes. “I’m wasn’t going to miss this for anything.”
The pair of you stayed connected in a hug, until Akira suddenly pulled away. You stared at him in confusion, until he made his way towards the kitchen. “I already started on some curry for dinner.” The thief motioned towards the pot simmering on the stove. You nodded then picked up the white box. “And I brought dessert.”
While Akira finished up dinner, you put the cake in the fridge and presents upstairs in his room.
While coming down the stairs you could hear the sound of utensils clanging around. You peer down below the banister to see Joker finishing up serving dinner.
You sit down at a table just as he was putting the bowls on the table.
“Smells wonderful.” You leaned in to smell the curry. Akira whispered a shy ‘thank you’ before sitting down opposite you. As you tasted the first bite, you hummed in delight at the deliciously familiar taste.
After finishing dinner, you cleaned up the dishes before heading upstairs to exchange presents.
♡♡♡♡♡
After cleaning up the wrapping and tissue paper. The pair of you took a seat on his bed as the soft sound of Christmas music filled the space.
His arms wrapped around your shoulder and you talk about anything and everything on your mind. Losing yourself in his voice and the atmosphere, until Akira suddenly changed the subject.
“Maybe we should turn the lights off.” You thought for a moment before shaking your head. “Maybe later, I’m too comfy now” Akira nodded in agreement before pulling your body closer to his.
♡♡♡♡♡
As the lights within the coffee shot begin to turn off, you begin to feel sleep quickly overtake you. Your eyes begin to get heavy within the darkness. A chuckle fills the quiet room. Your eyes snap open and look towards Akira, who had a hand covering his mouth to stop another laugh from coming
”What?” You questioned, getting up from a stool. “You’re cute when you’re sleepy”
His sudden affection makes you shy away from his gaze. Another chuckle escaped from the male.
“Why don’t you stay here tonight.” For a second, you think of denying. Stating you can stay awake long enough to get home. Yet as you peer outside and see the snow steadily falling, you enjoy the warmth Leblanc has to offer even more.
You accept his proposal before following him upstairs to his room. The two of you changed into pajamas before snuggling up to a heavy blanket. Akira turns on his side to face you before whispering
“Merry Christmas.”
#persona 5#persona 5 imagine#persona 5 imagines#persona 5 x reader#akira kurusu#akira kurusu imagine#akira kurusu imagines#akira kurusu x reader#requested
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potatoes of indeterminate size
#goro akechi#ren amamiya#akira kurusu#p5r#shuake#doodles#my comics#AFTER THREE YEARS IM FINALLY REALIZING MY VISION!!!!#I FINALLY MADE THE LITERAL SMALL POTATOES COMIC!!!#i’m five days too early for 2/2 and this is only half of the whole idea#but if i don’t post it now it will languish forever forgotten in my files#so. here it is#lol maybe next year i’ll polish it up into the thing i’ve always imagined#but i’m still supremely happy i’ve gotten it out of my head like this#long post#akechi bewildered in the produce aisle is the best thing i’ve ever drawn i think#persona 5#p5#my art
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yea :] ❤️💛
#kiss ryuji day#akira kurusu#ryuji sakamoto#pegoryu#khyt.art#the 2nd image was the original sketch (sort of) but I couldn't get a kiss in#and also I was going through the worst back pain imaginable#so it's kinda lazy this year. but I still really liked the original sketch and my back was feeling much better today#so I reworked akiren a little and added it as a bonus 👍
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scrapped submission for 2023 shuake week
#kept overworking different places#& then realized i didnt like it when zoomed out#+ i had to get the rest of the days done#persona 5#p5#persona 5 royal#p5r#procreate#2023#goro akechi#persona 5 protagonist#ren amamiya#akira kurusu#shuake#10 hours#+ pego looks like a vampire ??#his collar is so silly#just imagine him getting smacked in the face by an oversized bouquet of flowers#ALSO HE'S TALLER AGAIN FOR SOME REASON#it's so u can see his face but#shuake disease#it's the opposite of akeshu#where supreme twink akechi = alpha man#or eye shapes are switched#unlike me. who is not worse (< lying)#if u ever see a gross case of mischaracterization#design; or misattribution#just think on me fondly
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Sometimes a family is you, your rival/gay lover, an unethical doctor, the girl he gaslit and a cat :)
(Credit to @sad-thief-noises for the Metaverse Joker sprites!)
#that mementos mission manga edit is my magnum opus#get it? cuz Joker is wearing his fishing outfit… he’s the fisherman getting fucked 😌#also this features a rare angry joker lolol stop trying to die for him Akechi it’s rlly not chill anymore#I like to imagine it’s NG+ so joker is SICK OF THIS ENGINE ROOM SHIT#persona 5#p5#persona 5 royal#p5r#persona#persona 5 royal spoilers#goro akechi#akira kurusu#ren amamiya#takuto maruki#sumire yoshizawa#morgana#akeshu#shuake#mine
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Joker, staying in Akechi's room: Thank you, Goro Akechi, for your hospitality.
Akechi: I don't mind. After all, my house is your house.
(The MetaNav goes off in Joker's back pocket)
~~bonus~~
Joker: So if this is a Palace... then where's the Treasure?
Akechi: (tightly grips Joker's shoulder) He just got here.
ngl this got me on the floor
#persona 5#persona 5 royal#akeshu#shuake#akechi goro#goro akechi#ren amamiya#akira kurusu#kurusu akira#persona 5 joker#its even funnier if you imagine this is before they first went to the metaverse together#liz art
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let me say fuck, ren amamiya, crayon on paper, 2023
#everyone says let ryuji say fuck but we should also let him say fuck. In fact everyone in the game should say fuck#i imagine akiren drew this while helping yusuke with his art at some point#and was REALLY proud of himself. it hangs in the attic at leblanc out of sight from the public eye#he smirks to himself whenever he looks at it like yeah i'm the next van gogh who want me#ren amamiya#akira kurusu#persona 5 protagonist#persona 5#persona 5 royal#p5#p5r
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(if you saw me post this before no you didn’t) projecting my tendency to have short lived crushes on all my friends onto akiren
#i can’t imagine ann NOT being femme. he’s femme in every universe#actuslly why he got the kagamine len drip#also haru would never beat him up this is entirely self indulgent#as a haru stan#p5#persona 5#goro akechi#akira kurusu#ren amamiya#haru okumura#shuake#ryuji sakamoto#pegoryu#i guess??? a bit#ok i’m not tagging all of them that’s ridiculous#that’s enough for today
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I love akechi’s “seven evil family members” (read: six relatives who annoy him sometimes, and a convicted murderer). I can’t believe akira is backing down from THAT. I bet Amira’s seven evil exes are WORSE (stole his pilk)
well they’re kinda normal compared to Akechi’s at least,,
#physically… Akira COULD take Akechi’s evil family members. but can you imagine the emotional toil?#shuake#akeshu#persona 5#goro akechi#akira kurusu#ask
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the hauntingly beautiful phantom.
akira kurusu x fem.reader
10 stages of love
1 - first sight
it was the start of the new year for you at shujin academy, and you were becoming curious with all the whispers about this new transfer student.
akira kurusu.
that was the name you heard being whispered throughout the hallways of shujin, everyone appearing wide eyed and nervous at the thought of meeting someone so "dangerous."
according to the rumors, he was on probation for violently beating up a grown man. that his actions were somehow connected to the mafia and that everyone should stay away from him lest they wanted to face his so-called "wrath."
foolishly enough, you almost fell for their rumors and believed your peers hadn't it been for the fact that you had already seen akira in the flesh. your friends suddenly stopped you, keeping you pinned against the walls when they whispered your name and pointed an accusing finger at the lanky boy steadily approaching.
"that's him. kurusu, the madman that's on probation for a year."
more whispered murmurs came forth from your friends' mouths, and as they spoke with fear, all you could do was stare at the boy that walked with his head down and his hands shoved deep into the pocket of his pants.
only when he met with your curious gaze did you finally get a good look at him.
with locks of messy hair the shade of a deep moonless night and eyes that appeared to hide some deep emotion within its silvery depths-
and he was beautiful, achingly beautiful with the loneliness that exuded from his form.
for a few seconds, it seemed that he was going to stop and speak to you-
yet that possibility was ripped away when your friend takes a protective hold of your arm. "back off, freak. she doesn't want anything to do with you."
you only caught a glimpse of the sudden flash in his eyes, taking note of how hurt he looked all while you were dragged away from him.
it was then that you decided you needed better and new friends.
2 - introduction
you were stalling, and you knew you were.
but really, what could you even say to him?
hey, you may not remember me, but during the first day of school, you saw me staring until my friend dragged me away. but no worries! i dropped her ass and stopped being her friend just so i could get a chance to talk to you!
nope, there was no way in hell you were doing that, even though you had ultimately decided to ghost your ex friend for being so rude to him. you knew his name, but some part of you wanted him to know your name and who you were.
something about akira captivated you, and you wanted to tear down his walls and solve all the mysteries he had to offer.
you were barely paying attention in class when your gaze landed on ryuji's form. it was strange, he was always angry and a bit jittery when he suddenly quit track, but something about him today seemed restless.
his legs kept on jumping up and down, as if desperate to get out of class and run-
but to where, you couldn't say for sure.
when class finally ended for the day, ryuji was close to bolting out of the classroom, only to be stopped by the teacher's stern voice, "sakamoto, may i have a word with you."
"dammit." you hear him whisper beneath his breath, running a hand across his hair as he slouched toward the teacher, "yeah yeah, what is it now?"
with your books collected and your bag slung over your shoulder, you ease out of the classroom only to be met with grey eyes looking deeply into you.
akira's sudden appearance in front of your classroom makes you do a double take. you awkwardly bow to him, stuttering out your name before apologizing. "back then, i'm sorry for how my friend- well, ex friend behaved when she pulled me away from you. i just wanted to tell you that i don't believe the rumors and i'd love to be your friend."
you still weren't brave enough to fully face him, but when you heard a rich chuckle coming from the hauntingly beautiful boy, you couldn't help but lift your gaze-
only to lose your breath upon seeing him smile.
he comes closer to you, almost lifting up a hand to touch at your face, only to decide against it seconds later. he drops a hand back to his side and gives you a soft smile.
"thank you, that means a lot to me."
by now, your heart was racing, becoming warm with a familiar emotion you weren't brave enough to name just yet.
however, the moment was quickly interrupted when ryuji bursts back into the scene, all too eager for something when he traps akira in a headlock. "come on man, let's go to the usual place and plan."
paying no attention to you, it was now akira who was being dragged away from you by ryuji. you could only watch and raise your hand in a wave when akira looks back to flash you an apologetic expression until you were left all alone with your thoughts.
3 - interaction
throughout the following days, you wanted to believe that you were somewhat friends with akira-
but the way he kept disappearing on you was making it difficult for you to keep up.
not only that, but it seemed as though akira's friend group was steadily increasing. you could tell that something powerful tied them all together, making akira happier as he smiled more often now.
a part of you was sad about how hard it was to get closer to akira. despite how much you wanted to, it just seemed impossible.
so imagine your surprise when it was akira that came to you.
you were about to head home for the day when akira stops you, calling out your name when he beckons you to follow him towards the school's vending machines.
"do you want to see something neat?" his eyes were alight with happiness and an eagerness you had never seen before. feeling the tiniest bit enamored with his smile, you could only nod in response when he places his shujin bag on top of the table.
widening its zipper, you gasp upon seeing a black and white colored cat appear from the bag. he had startling blue eyes and kept meowing at akira, sometimes even swatting away at his hand when he tried to pet him.
"he's so cute, i bet he's such a sweet boy." you reach out your hand to pet the cat, earning a purr from him as you scratched behind his ears, "what's his name?"
being distracted with the cat, you didn't catch akira's smile, or the way his cheeks seemed to take on a hint of pink against his pale skin the more he kept on staring at you. "his name's morgana, and he likes you."
you spent some time in akira's company, petting morgana and spoiling him with your gentle scratches in a comfortable silence.
4 - attraction
you were falling for akira.
despite how you've only known him for a handful of weeks, you couldn't deny your feeling for him any longer. your heart was aching for him, and you wanted nothing more than to get even closer to him.
one afternoon, during lunch, you decided to head over to his classroom, hoping he was still there. in your hands was a homemade bento you had made for him this morning, filled with rice and side dishes you hoped he would like.
your heart was felt thrumming against your throat, getting closer and closer to the classroom as you peeked inside-
to see akira and ann takamaki holding hands.
the sight of it makes your heart drop down to your stomach, its weight heavy as a wave of heartbreak and nausea washes over you.
akira was clearly flustered as ann said some things to him, appearing so achingly beautiful that you couldn't help but feel like such a wallflower in comparison.
you knew about ann takamaki, the gorgeous blond who actually had a modeling gig at such a young age. sure, girls badmouthed her a lot, but really you knew it was because they were so jealous of her.
and you were feeling pretty green with envy as well.
before you could witness them potentially sharing secret kisses with each other, you clutch the bento box close to your chest and turn away from them.
you refused to let any tears fall.
what right did you have, believing akira was ever yours to begin with?
5 - date
something weird was going on, and it all started spiraling when kamoshida actually interrupted the school assembly. he was a wreck, absolutely in tears when he told the whole school about his abuse to students on the volleyball team.
his admission makes you shiver, and you wondered if all the rumors were true after all.
a few weeks after akira's appearance, there have been talk about this group of vigilantes known as the phantom thieves of heart. apparently, they were able to change the hearts of their targets based off of their calling card posted on the school's bulletin boards.
the card had called out kamoshida specifically, and you thought nothing of it. believing it to be a prank as there was no way scum like kamoshida would ever change. hell, kamoshida was the sole reason why you never joined any sports and did any extracurricular activities. you were fearful that his slimy hands would somehow find a way to ruin it-
but now, the man was actually turning himself in?
did that mean the phantom thieves were real after all?
these questions kept plaguing your mind, and admittedly, you weren't paying attention when someone was calling out your name with desperation.
you were about to exit the school when a hand was felt pulling you back. your wrist was suddenly gripped by this stranger, and you were forced to turn around and face the person that had stopped you.
"akira."
he appeared out of breath, his face turning a light shade of pink when he calls out your name. "h-hey, it's been a while."
you try to shake him off of you, earning a frown from akira when you begin to lightly shove against his chest.
"stop, just let me go. wouldn't takamaki get the wrong idea if she sees you with me?"
akira's frown deepens. "what does ann have to do with this?"
it was now your turn to give him a puzzled expression, "isn't she your girlfriend? i-i mean, i saw you holding hands with her not too long ago!"
the realization that dawned on akira's face made him all the more beautiful to you, and he laughs once more. stepping closer to you, he gently runs a hand across your cheek before saying, "silly, she's not my girlfriend. uhm, that day was just practice."
he appeared sheepish then, moving his hand away from you to run them across his unruly locks. "i really wanted to make sure my hands weren't too sweaty in case i wanted to hold yours during our first date together."
the relief you felt was staggering, and you had to fight back the urge to kiss him right then and there when you accepted his offer for a date.
6 - holding hands
he takes you to a classic dinner and a movie date.
during dinner, your conversations were kept lighthearted, the subject matter being solely on you alone as you told akira all about yourself.
yet when you tried to find out anything about akira, he kept his answers clipped short, never quite meeting your gaze as he distracted himself with taking casual sips of his drink.
you figured that he was just being shy, since this was your first date together and all.
with dinner finished, akira takes care of the bill and leads you outside of the restaurant. you figured he would simply walk beside you, carrying on with the conversation casually.
so when you felt the night air hit at your skin, you weren't expecting akira to suddenly reach out to you. the touch was brief at first, his pinky simply linking together with yours as his gaze appeared shy.
you squeeze your pinky together with his for a few seconds before pulling away. akira was about to protest until he felt the palm of your hand meet with his, your fingertips lightly caressing at his skin before intertwining them together.
both of your hands were now interlocked, earning a shy smile from akira as he squeezes your hand before proceeding to walk toward the movie theater.
7 - first kiss
why did akira have to pick a horror movie?
let's just say you weren't a big fan of horror. each time something horrifying popped up on the screen, you found yourself hiding within akira's shoulder. you refused to allow such horrid imagery to haunt your daydreams and leak into your nightmares when you fell asleep at night.
akira kept holding hands with you, squeezing them here and there each time you got scared. when he leans in to whisper in your ear, he sounded genuinely apologetic. "i'm so sorry. if i had known how much you hated horror, i would have asked if you wanted to watch something different before buying the tickets."
in hindsight, yes, you should have said something to akira to prevent this from happening. but you payed no mind to the movie, solely feeling happy that you got to spend more time with him.
but now, you figured you should have said something after all.
a blood curdling scream was heard, and you were left whimpering, hiding yourself even deeper within akira's shoulder. you felt him trembling a bit before letting out a sigh.
he brushes his lips against your ear and whispers your name, "would you like me to do something to distract you?"
you cling to the front of his shirt, desperate for anything to keep you away from the scenes the movie was playing. looking at akira, you take a moment to admire his handsome face being lit up by the movie screen behind him.
he whispers your name once more before leaning in to press his lips against yours.
they were slightly chapped, but still so soft when his lips slanted against yours. you were breathless, practically drinking him in as you both tentavively tasted each other.
he tasted like coffee and the dessert you shared at dinner, making you moan when you suddenly cry out to him.
"excuse me, but if you could refrain from making out on the seats, some people are actually trying to watch this movie."
you heard someone whisper harshly from beside you, causing you and akira to break away from each other almost immediately. your cheeks felt heated as akira's own face began to light up with his own blush.
despite how embarrassed you were, you felt grateful for akira's kiss since it was all you could think about all while the horror movie continued to play.
8 - relationship
there was a sudden rift growing between you and akira.
lately, it seemed as though he were spending less and less time with you. his days were spent with catching up on schoolwork, yet every time you went to meet with him, he would either avoid you or tell you he was too busy for a date.
"i'm sorry, treasure, maybe some other time, yeah?"
when he blew you off the first few times, you thought nothing of it. it was getting close to midterms and he was probably busy with his studies.
yet when your brief weekend came, and you texted him, asking him if he wanted to meet you at your favorite cafe, he would leave you on read and not even bother to reply.
while the distance seemed to be increasing, it seemed as though akira gained even more friends, which included other girls.
nijima and okumura were suddenly added to his growing crew, both of them incredibly intelligent and lovely in their own ways that you felt your self esteem shrinking considerably.
weren't relationships supposed to be something wonderful? a compromise made between the two parties involved solely because they wanted to be together?
so why did it suddenly feel like akira wanted nothing to do with you anymore?
despite his nickname for you, with akira often referring you as his treasure, you felt as though the nickname was filled with irony.
you didn't feel cherished by akira at all.
perhaps it was due to your loneliness that you visited the phantom aficionado website, posting on their own forums with your information along with this angsty title and phrase:
completely left broken-hearted by my boyfriend. i love him so much, but i don't think he feels the same way anymore. please, if the phantom thieves of heart do exist, can they steal away my feelings for him?
9 - love
you ended up deleting your forum post the next day, berating yourself for being so stupid.
there's no way in hell they'd even recognize your pleas. in comparison to how they wanted to change the world for the better, your feelings amounted to something extremely trivial and didn't warrant their so called services.
just how selfish could you be?
you sigh, laying back in bed and looking at the ceiling. the air was still warm, and you left the window open in hopes of having some fresh air to clear your mind.
with your eyes closed, you thought about what you could do when it came to your relationship with akira. a part of you wanted to just end this heartache and break it off with him-
but the part that still loved him refused.
you were probably stupid for this, but truly you wanted to stay with him. your memories together of all the dates you shared kept repeating, painting a beautiful mesh of emotions that stemmed from your heart.
you loved akira kurusu-
even if he didn't love you.
the breeze suddenly felt stronger to you when you felt a presence in your room, causing you to sit up with a gasp.
standing in the middle of your carpeted floor was a phantom thief you had seen captured in the blurry images posted on the internet. he appeared absolutely dashing, with a beauty that displayed his playful nature.
a bird-like domino mask covers his eyes, and it was strange, but you swore that the phantom thief simply known as joker was looking at you with fondness. the ends of his cape kept rustling with his every step, coming closer to you as he held out a hand for you to take.
"w-what are you doing here?" still caught up in your heartache over akira, you could only gaze up at him in confusion, earning a rich chuckle from him-
the sound being achingly familiar to you as you shivered in response.
"is it wrong of me to want to comfort a maiden in distress?"
his deep voice oozed with confidence, and you found yourself becoming mesmerized with him. without even thinking about it, you allow joker to take your hand. yet instead of holding it, he uses it to bring you into his arms as he carried you bridal style toward your open window.
"w-wait! put me down! just where are you taking me?!"
"somewhere fun." joker simply winks at you before jumping out of your window.
you had to hold on to him for dear life, your hair whipping in the wind as he moved lithely from rooftop to rooftop. only when he reached the rooftop of the tallest building did he stop.
still refusing to let you go, joker tells you to look up, and you do so.
you were blown away, completely in awe of the night sky with the full moon shining against the darkness. it was so beautiful that you slowly felt your prior heartache and loneliness melt away.
"thank you, joker, for taking me here. it's beautiful."
"not as beautiful as you are, my treasure."
you stiffen upon hearing the familiar nickname, looking at joker to see his teeth biting at his bottom lip. you saw a light sheen of tears against his silvery grey eyes and reach out at him to push back his mask-
and be met with the face of akira kurusu.
he lets out a sob of your name, suddenly kneeling against the rooftop as he buries his face into your neck. "i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to make you feel unwanted or unloved, not when i adore you so much."
slowly, things began to click into place. like how akira and joker were one and the same, and the fact that joker was notoriously known to be the leader of the phantom thieves.
it was because of him that the world was changing, and the mere thought had you reeling with just how intense your love was for him.
delving your hands into his soft hair, you pull him away from you. you were both crying, becoming filled with emotion when you lean in to kiss one another, finally coming together after spending so much time apart.
you catch bits and pieces of akira's confession, mainly telling you how much he wanted to keep you safe and away from his double life as a phantom thief.
"but when i saw your post on the phansite forum, i knew i had been neglecting you and decided to do something about it." he frames at your face and presses a kiss against your forehead.
"i love you, my treasure. and i swear to you, i will make this right again."
10 - commitment
the days leading up to akira's arrest was filled with dread, and you were happy that he was finally safe and sound and in your arms once more.
when he had been betrayed by one of his teammates, akira had saw it coming and had a plan to escape if only for a brief moment, until they could finally put an end to shido.
by some twisted fate, it was thanks to a corrupt politician known as shido masayoshi that akira was arrested. akira had simply protected a woman from being assaulted by shido, and in his drunken state he fell against some steel beams.
in his anger, he called the cops and had akira wrongly arrested for assault.
just hearing akira's story made you upset all over again. you hated what the police did to akira and wanted desperately to protect him.
here, he lay in bed, covered up in his hoodie and a pair of sweats. despite everyone's best efforts to help with healing the cuts and bruises on his face, he still looked awful. his lip was still cut, and fresh bruises were still seen blossoming all across his form.
tears dot your vision when you lean into him, pressing butterfly kisses all across the darkened skin seen on his face. while you continued kissing away at his bruises in hopes of easing his pain, you felt akira lift up a hand to lightly brush against your back.
he had woken up upon feeling your tears land against his skin. with his hand on your face, he gently pulls you away, looking into your eyes with love.
"is my treasure crying for me?" he caresses at your skin, making you close your eyes in response as you lean into him.
"they're monsters for doing this to you, and i hate every single one of them."
akira sits up, welcoming you into his arms as he held on to you. you whisper words of love to each other and seal it with several kisses.
when you pull away, you realize akira was searching his pockets for something, appearing troubled and nervous for a few seconds before he pulled something out.
he quietly tells you to close your eyes, so he could properly give you your surprise gift. with a nod, you do so, waiting with anticipation when you feel akira take a hold of your left hand. you feel something cool slide against your ring finger and hesitantly open your eyes to see what akira had given you.
your eyes widen when you saw a lovely ring with your favorite gemstone attached to the middle. you had never received something so beautiful before in your life and was practically left breathless when akira leans in to kiss at the ring.
"we're too young for marriage, b-but still, i wanted to give you something to signify my promise to you. i love you so much, treasure, and i can't imagine spending my life with anyone else but you. my best friend, and the one person who truly gave me a chance."
you smile at akira, feeling overwhelmed with the amount of love and joy you had for him. you come together in a tangle of limbs, falling back in bed with whispered promises of forever, not caring about what the future may bring as long as you were together.
epilogue
the morning had finally came and was currently shining its rays on a pair of lovers still sleeping comfortably in bed. the sun was felt shining directly in your eyes, causing you to moan as you hid your face within your lover's bare chest.
you wanted to sleep some more, but it seemed as though he had other plans when you felt his hand gently stroke at your bare back.
"why're you up so early?"
his voice was raspy, making you shiver as you smile against his skin. letting out a yawn, you shove yourself off of him and decide that it would be much better and more fun to do this instead.
you were now straddling your husband, settling yourself across his lap as you admired his lithe and muscular body.
akira opens one eye to look at you, its silvery hues still managing to make your heart race even after all these years. crawling on top of him, you eagerly kiss him, not caring that it was morning and you had both just woken up.
you feel akira smile against your kiss, suddenly switching your positions so that you were now pressed into the bed with him hovering over you. he smiles down at you, and you felt your heart become stolen all over again as your beloved phantom thief peppered your face with sweet kisses.
it was clear now that your heart would forever be within your beloved thief's clutches-
but lucky for you, you had long stolen his heart. from the moment akira first locked gazes with yours, he knew that becoming your forever was inevitable.
a.n. - i'm so happy, i'm finally able to write a full 10 stages of love story with the boy i love the most. i love you akira kurusu, and i hope this story does justice in painting you as the soft and kind boy you always were ♡
this is currently unedited, but i hope you readers enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it ♡ i'll fix any mistakes throughout the day once this story is posted ♡
all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.
#akira kurusu x reader#akira x reader#kurusu akira x reader#akira kurusu fluff#joker x reader#akira kurusu imagine#ren amamiya x reader#amamiya ren x reader#ren amamiya imagine#.stories
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Someone you cant have
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLO :D
god its been so long for me to check ur blog and i have been meaning to send rq form last year but sadly i was to shy for that :,) im so happy ur still uploading and doing well 😭
but may i request a reverse part for "Someone you cant have" now with akechi ?
~anon
Goro Akechi x Reader ~ falling for their rivals significant other
<Jealousy, mild reference of yandere!Akechi, mentions of murder, etc>
KABDKDBDK thank you for sending in a request!! Sorry to keep you waiting for part two after all this time lolol. Hope it was worth the wait <3
As always I tend to write using they/them pronouns for the reader insert unless requester specifies. Mentions of names will be y/n.
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Something about you had captivated him from the first meeting.
A stranger who sat next to him on the train when there were tens of open seats. Who looked at him with eyes that begged for help from a creep following you around. Who whispered a promise of a warm meal once the whole debacle concluded. Who he willingly went into the streets of Shibuya with, against all his mind and stomach's better judgement.
"Thank you," you said to him with the most sincerity he's ever heard from a person. "I couldn't make it up to you enough. Where do you want to go? I’ll pay for everything.”
Sincerity... that's what it was.
You were so open and true to yourself it was almost frustrating. He chalked up your kindness at your first meeting as a one off instance brought about by unsavory circumstance. But even after, at your unexpected dinner for two- you were just so, so honest.
Honest in the way you expressed the troubles in your family life. The difficulty handling the troubles in your school. The troubles of romance you've found yourself in. You were charming. Funny. Interesting.
Which is why he didn’t mind exchanging phone numbers. It’s why he didn’t mind more dinners and more train rides. It’s why he didn’t push away the kindness you’d show him and the gifts you’d give him. It’s why he started reciprocating the acts.
And it’s why a funny feeling started to grow in the hole in his chest- fighting against the urge to put all of his attention into his mission. Interest- is what he called it.
Love, is what it really was.
When you mentioned a boyfriend he was disappointed. He of course saw it coming, after you’ve spent nights complaining over growing feelings and him giving you advice in turn. But Akechi was fine with the disappointment, and he was fine admiring you from nowhere closer than across a table. Akechi would be fine just admiring from a distance.
Coming soon, he’d complete his mission and he would never see you again. Akechi chooses to ignore the bitterness that comes along with that last idea.
The more the dinners and gifts and kindness occurred, the harder his fall was to ignore. His gifts started to get more and more romantic when viewed from a certain lens, his stares started to get more and more longing. But as noticeable as it was, Akechi couldn’t help himself. You, in all of your kindness, funniness, and all of your interest, were a brevity of light in his hell of a life.
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One night, you show up to dinner and say you’ve got a surprise for him.
“Oh? What’s the occasion?” A butterfly flies around in his chest and he can’t help himself but smile. Sincerely, he smiles.
“I wanted to thank you, for all the advice and help you’ve given me these past few months,” you look into his eyes and it makes his heart flutter. “Let me go get him really quick.” You stand up so quickly and he doesn’t have any time to register what you just said. Akechi sighs as he watches you leave the restaurant.
You come back and Akechi has to physically hold himself back from lunging at Ren.
Ren, who you hold hands with. Ren, who’s smiling after you. Ren, who looks at him with surprise. Ren, you boyfriend.
“Akechi?” He says, eyes widening.
“Ren.” He replies, gripping the table underneath him.
Of course.
Of course
Of fucking course.
“Oh! I didn’t know you guys knew each other,” you clap your hands with a smile, seemingly not noticing the glares emanating from Akechi.
Ren’s arm finds itself on your waist and Akechi wants to scream. “Yeah, we’re friends,” Ren’s tone is casual as he smiles at you.
“Mmhm, you could say that,” Akechi forces out a smile so insincere you can’t help but question it.
“I didn’t know Akechi was the one buying you all those gifts, treasure,” Ren says.
“And I didn’t know Ren was this boyfriend of yours, y/n,” Akechi sneers.
“Ah, sorry I never mentioned names to you guys,” you chuckle, honest to a fault. Unaware of the smugness growing within your partner. Unaware of the heartbreak that falls upon your friend.
Ren goes onto explain that you wanted to introduce your ‘two favorite boys’ to each other after months of talking about one to the other. That this dinner, which was supposed to just be you and Akechi, was going to be intruded on by Ren. He says it all with a smile that makes Akechi want to throttle him.
What a lovely surprise, Akechi thinks.
He tries to keep his cool despite the anger clawing at his chest. Betrayal from you for not telling him that this piece of garbage was your boyfriend. Envy towards Ren for having yet another thing Akechi longed to have.
Dinner concludes quicker than you pictured as Ren has a curfew to abide by. He leaves the restaurant to wait outside, you wanting to talk to your friend.
“You seemed uncomfortable with tonight, I’m sorry if I pushed this on you Akechi…” one glance at you shows all the truth in your statement and Akechi hates it.
He hates that he’s let himself trust in your honesty, in your gifts, in your dinners, in your kindness- he hates your truth and he hates this clawing in his chest.
But what kind of friend would he be if he left you feeling so guilty? After all, you’d just run into his arms afterwards.
“I was just surprised, is all. I’m sorry that I made you upset,” Akechi smiles, insincere once again.
“Are you sure?” You look at him with the most curious eyes, “I’m sorry if I made things weird by introducing him, really.”
“Please, don’t worry about it,” Akechi attempts to console you by putting a hand on your shoulder. “I’m just happy you’re happy. After all this time of complaining, haha.”
Your hand meets his and squeezes it slightly. “Thanks Akechi, it really means a lot.”
He takes one more look at you, holding his hand and smiling so, so genuinely at him.
“Anytime, y/n,” He says.
You leave the restaurant with Ren and he sees him pull you tight as you walk away. He sees the way you stare at him, lovingly, in a way that you’ve never looked at him. He sees you go to intertwine your hands. He sees Ren hold your chin and bring your face closer. Akechi looks away.
Admiring a distance is bullshit if he’s just watching you be stolen away by him. Admiring from a distance would be fine if it was anyone other than him.
It’s just gonna be one more reason as to why he needs to plant a bullet in your boyfriend’s skull.
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Ren's part, it kinda sucks because it was before my writers glow up ehehehhehehe
Hope you enjoyed it! I got so excited writing for my pookie Akechi that I ended up finishing this in an afternoon lolol. Also I ended up placing an order for persona merch because of this JFDSJJKFADSFJ. I just love my baby he's my forever boy <3
Let me know how you guys think I characterized him!! I love my babby rsfwaeajfjrewo
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TELL US ABOUT THE PRINCESS KNIGHT AU PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PL
ok sorry its been like two months but anyways lets talk abt the princess/knight au!!!
haru is a princess, specifically the only heir to king kunikazu. yusuke is sort of a knight, but it's more that he's haru's personal bodyguard!
his mother was a court painter. she was pretty physically weak and fell ill a lot, and after she had yusuke, she realised that, while her and her family were able to live with the royal family for now due to her work, if and when her sickness claims her, her son would no longer be welcome in the castle. since she was all the family yusuke had, that would mean hed likely live the rest of his life on the streets, and as a young child, he wouldnt have the means to make that rest of his life a very long one.
so she made a deal with the king, haru's father, and it was decided he would grow up as harus retainer.
[image ID slash written text for those who cant read my handwriting (😔):
(servant, holding a 1 year old haru in their arms): do you see him, princess? [a shot of a small baby sleeping] his name is yusuke. from now on, his job will be to protect you.
a note next to the drawing of baby haru reads "yusuke is a year younger than haru, as in canon, but it was decided very early on in his life that he would be haru's personal guard!"
a drawing of a young yusuke and haru with another note that says "he began learning how to wield a sword and bow basically as soon as he was physically able, but until he was learned enough to protect haru, he just acted sort of as an escort to her {while a retinue guarded both of them}"
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its a good thing it was decided so early, too: yusukes mother succumbed to illness before yusuke was even three years old. (he has no memory of her. haru doesnt either, but she DOES remember the funeral that was held.)
(one of the last pieces yusukes mother ever painted was of a young haru holding a baby, a man who would one day become her guard. it became a pretty significant piece for the okumura kingdom for a while, actually: it was used to mean "serve the royal family and it shall serve you, in turn". its hung up on the stairwell into the castle guards' quarters.)
anyway, so yusuke and haru grew up together. they were paired so early on into their lives that neither of them have any memory of a time without each other: for all it matters to them, they were born hand-in-hand with their roles set in place.
they were very close as children, especially before yusuke was considered sufficiently trained in his weapons. it was very common for them to walk around the castle holding hands, and they barely ever separated, only ever doing so for things like sleep or bathing, or lessons-- though the last of those wasnt always true. yusuke would have lessons alongside haru in things like etiquette, of course, but could also be found in the room for things such as history, or her music lessons. likewise, haru would watch yusuke train, though she wasnt allowed to wield a sword or bow herself and could only cheer him on.
(not until they were a bit older, when yusuke taught her how to fight with a sword himself. even then, they used wooden swords, so that haru wouldnt get hurt.)
yusuke was the only boy other than the king himself allowed in harus bedroom, since the only others given access were the handmaids responsible for things like cleaning her room, dressing or bathing her, et cetera. he used to enter as he pleased as such, and only got into the practice of properly knocking and announcing his presence as they got older. hes all-together almost completely stopped actually going into her room, opting instead to stand at her door until she leaves, herself.
as they grew up, they were steadily more and more discouraged from being as physically affectionate as they were as children. yusuke was punished for doing things like holding her hand if they were seen, and was taught to instead be a silent presence to her side or two paces behind her, seen and not heard, the way a "guard" ought to be. at the same time, harus etiquette lessons taught her the necessary decorum to be a princess and one day a queen, and there was no room for a friendship with a retainer, even if it was yusuke. though they care for each other just as much as when they were children, perhaps even more devoted, youd be fair to miss it, since neither of them are able to be open with each other anymore.
(yusukes still slightly more touchy-feely than whats probably expected of a guard. its not really physical affection in the same way, but he'll do things like brush dust or pluck lint off of haru's dresses himself or adjust her hair or jewelry or clothes-- of course, only to make sure her highness looks her best, so its forgiven to the outside observer, but still something technically not of his station.)
haru is a lot different that she was when they were children. proper etiquette is extensive, obviously, and the young girl that was considered the country's daughter, kind and open whenever seen in processions, has long since been stripped for parts. her public face has matured quite a bit by necessity, though her kindness and permanent smile remains-- it's simply that it's more of a part she plays, at this point, any of her natural disposition worn to steel, as a certain amount of control is necessary for a woman of her station.
she doesnt regret the person shes become, even if somewhat conniving-- after all, she needs a certain amount of cunning to keep her head above water in the political scene. or its more that she's not able to regret it, as she's never had any other option than to become as jaded as she is today.
still, it's hard not to yearn for the old days, when they were innocent children. shes not quite aware of it, herself, but she certainly misses yusuke, her friend. its just hard to figure that out when to this day, yusuke, her guard, remains as staunchly by her side as her best friend always has.
when i made the initial drawings for the princess/knight au, i wrote the beginning of a short story of a yusuke pov that i unfortunately must have tossed it because i dont have it anymore, but his character is defined by his devotion. hes never known anything other than being haru's, after all, and considers everything he does a labour of love for her. every moment he spends training is for her, every injury for her sake, every callous a simple, unavoidable byproduct of his servitude. he keeps the posture he learned in his etiquette classes even in private, because erring once is to live with the knowledge of his erring forever, and more than that, risking forming the habit of being anything less than the perfect knight for his lady is something he can't bear the thought of.
luckily, there isnt much danger living in the castle, so yusuke only trains as ardently as he does as precaution for the most part, but there was one incident in which the castle was attacked by royal detractors. haru wasnt actively targeted, being only 8 years old at the time, but there was a spot of trouble where he had to protect her. yusuke, being 7, wasnt fully learned in his swordsmanship yet, and sustained a few scars, including but not limited to one on his eyebrow he hides behind his hair, but considers himself barely harmed, especially considering that that was the incident that took many other castle guards' lives, as well as the life of the queen, haru's mother.
king kunikazu and the kingdom at large is currently pretty uneasy due to a war brewing just a bit away; neither the kingdom nor any of its current allies are being actively threatened, but its one of already many due to one kingdom's ancient rome-esque conquering of a path of smaller countries, and the "okumura" kingdom looks as if it will be on the warpath sooner or later. due to this, the kingdom's engaged with an alliance with a comparatively smaller kingdom that it neighbours. the alliance is going to be officiated with a marriage: haru is kunikazu's only heir, but due to some societal stuff, as a woman she's considered unfit to rule as a monarch. so, she's now to be married with one of the sons of said neighbouring kingdom, who will act as ruler with her at his side:
akira is the son of the king and technically an eligible heir to the kurusu kingdom, but due to his place as the 4th son, he's not a crown prince/not considered to be in line for the throne-- or at least, not to his home nation, as he's now set to be the king of the okumura kingdom.
he seems to be of the same mind as haru: uninterested in her in a romantic sense, but has accepted the marriage for the sake of his country. however, he also seems completely uninterested-- or perhaps actively against-- the prospect of being king, not of his own country and not of the okumura kingdom. it seems that hes grown up acting as more of a free spirit; hes pretty crafty, and has a reputation amongst his own retinue for always managing to sneak off, running away as soon as hes left unattended by his father or instructors, or disappearing overnight (much to the grief and distress of his caretakers), though he's always returned, apparently rather aware of his own limits, or at least capable of getting himself out of whatever trouble he ends up getting into, without drawing the ire of either the common people or his father, the king.
because of his nature, he either sees himself as unfit for king, or merely feels stifled by the idea of the position, and in private talks has disclosed to haru that hed much rather her take her (in his words) rightful place as the queen and head of the nation, and is more than alright with her being the brains/power of the operation, even if in the end it has to be him giving speeches when necessary.
however, while disliking the idea of being a king in general, and also disinterested in haru as anything more than a confidant (having also privately disclosed to her that he does have his eye on someone), he seems attached to the arrangement of this marriage, for “some unknown reason”.
((thats right baby its ALSO a kitashu au get fucked))
akira and haru are officially engaged at the time of the story, and are in the midst of planning for the wedding! they tentatively become friends, since theyre both kind of stuck with each other presumably for the rest of their lives. hes seemingly made a goal to make haru let her guard down, and has even convinced her at some point to sneak out of the castle with him (at a point where he and his father were visiting) to explore the surrounding town without their retinues-- something that gave yusuke specifically about 7 heart attacks, as its something harus never done before.
oh yeah, and by the way, yusuke fucking hates akira.
haru really liked seeing the town without her guards, and without having to put on the air of princess. it was freeing to act as a commoner, and the first time shes been able to strip herself of her etiquette-- something she cant do around anyone in the castle, not even yusuke, at least not to the extent she has to to blend in with the townspeople. she liked it so much that it becomes a regular thing whenever akira is at the castle and not in his own country.
some of harus caretakers have noticed her disappearances, including yusuke, who is at her side in almost every waking moment: he greets her in the morning to escort her to breakfast and brings her to her room at night. when hes not standing at her side, hes guarding the room shes in, and only leaves her when its time for him to turn in for the night, as well. obviously hes noticed this sudden habit of disappearing, and more than that, HES the one who ends up tasked with discouraging harus maids from disclosing this to king kunikazu, since haru isnt aware theyve figured her out, and their social standing disallows them from discussing it with her themselves. haru asked yusuke to keep her and akira's outings a secret from her father when he confronted her after the first time, so its his duty to make sure its a secret.
its not that yusuke resents akira for giving him more work-- hes more than happy to do something as trivial as this for haru, his princess, but its more that this means yusukes forced to be idle while distinctly aware that haru, who hes spent his entire life protecting and caring for, is off somewhere unknown, could be in danger or could be physically harmed, and hes not only none the wiser but also complicit, by allowing her to do this. though he cant ask her to stop, because its clear haru is happier with these momentary escapes. its a miserable position to be in, and he fully blames akira for being the one to put him there
(and resents him for the fact that akira is an outsider and a newcomer. despite this, its clear that hes doing something for haru that yusuke hasnt been able to, not since they started growing up. hes making her happy, and comfortable.
its anxiety over harus safety, and an intense, burning jealousy that hes not really able to identify in the same way)
[text id:
yusuke looking angry as he says "my lady's happiness is of the utmost importance to me. it is for this reason alone that i will allow these escapades to go on, without reporting them to the king or your father." "this marriage will be essential to this country's future, and i have no intention of interfering in your relationship with your fiancée, even considering my role as her loyal servant."
the second drawing reveals him to have cornered akira, seemingly pinning him to a wall, as he continues "however, if i find you to ever, ever put the princess's life in danger, then this country as well as your own be damned, i will strike you down myself, and i swear on my life to make your death ten thousand times as painful as whatever harm you have caused to her highness. do you understand, my lord?"
akira is blushing heavily, knees cowed slightly. he stutters out a "uh. uh-huh" like he's in a trance. an arrow points to him with a note that reads "his gay ass is NOT listening!"
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for some actual story…
during a banquet held in celebration of akira and haru's engagement, king kunikazu suddenly collapsed and lost his life in that room. it was discovered that the cup he was drinking from was poisoned.
no one has any idea who assassinated the king-- it could very well be some of the many citizens that disliked the king's rather strict policies. the taxes are high, and punishment for crimes tend to be much stricter than in other countries. however, a common rumour among many of the townsfolk is that it was the world of the neighbouring kingdom: a ploy to get prince akira in power in order to take over the nation and subsume it as part of the kurusus' country.
regardless of whether or not that has any merit or is simply baseless rumour, the wedding has been temporarily postponed so that the country-- and haru-- may focus on the investigation. akira, at the least, seems more than willing to help. if it really the scheme of his nation, or of his father, he seems both unaware and unwilling to be a part of it, offering every aid he can to haru, even if it ends up only effectively being an open ear.
yusuke remains by her side, as he always had and as he always will-- perhaps a bit more protective of her, somehow, but the entire castle is on edge, so its not as if thats unexpected. as a knight, a simple extension of his lady's will, he cant do much for her to solve her problems, not possessing the intelligence to solve the case of her father's murder, the political knowhow to aide her and her fathers advisor who's acting as regent pro tempore in ruling, nor a magical ability to bring king kunikazu, someone who he had come to see as his own father in some form, himself, back from the land of the dead. still, he is harus humble servant, and devoted to her above all else, and whatever his lady needs, he will do his best to provide.
the story is about the political aspect of haru and akiras ascension to ruling and of trying to find a culprit, but also about the relationship between the three of them: akira getting closer to both of them, and yusuke and haru reconnecting. :)
#asks & requests#yusuharu#...should i tag? other stuff? hrm#p5#akira kurusu#...i guess.#im not sure if i imagine any pairing as 'endgame' in the actual story#but yusuharu would be certainly the most prominent and i can only imagine thered be a lot of fuel both kitashu & shuharu throughout lol#....so i guess the endgame would be shuharukita? somehow?#if i actually wrote about the story past the setup i KNOW id get way too into worldbuilding and political intrigue#but im appealing this as a yusuharu au so i dont know if anyone would actually care if i went on abt that aspect lmaao#also sorry for putting you in an arranged marriage and also killing your dad again haru. i cant promise it wont happen again#at least this time ur fiance is a stand-up guy!👍#chef recommended#<i think im big brain. for lots of things but for this au specifically i like this one
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Ryuji: Fuck Akechi
Akira: Yes, sir
Akira: *walks up to Akechi and kisses him on the mouth*
Akira: Would you like to take this somewhere...a little more private?
Ryuji: Not like that!
#sorry if this already exists#akeshu#shuake#ryuji sakamoto#akira kurusu#sera memes#lowkey wanna draw this now#I'm imagining it during that one scene where Akechi walks up to the group in the train station or whatever#and everyone acts super awkward. idk it's been a long time since I played you know what I'm talking abt right#akechi's face is beet red btw but he's into it
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And line art:
A Joker Joker
Do you see the vision
#What if Joker's costume was more Joker or Jester like#what then huh#what would you do#what would I do#Oh I know what I would do#Imagine me absolutely blasting the cringiest music while drawing this in 15 min intervals between studying for exams#exams will not keep me from making fanart no sir#Do you see his shoes#I think about them alot#I wholeheartedly believe his little shoes need to be sluttier#so I made it happen#persona 5#p5#Ren Amamiya#p5 joker#Akira Kurusu#Akira Kurusu fanart#Ren Amamiya fanart#Jester#p5 fanart#persona 5 fanart#ianasha art#edited this after i realised his black lipstick was missing but like 4 people already reblogged so uhm#guess there will be two versions of this post out there now#woops#joker joker
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