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writerofjourneys · 8 months

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Hihi, Can I get a fem reader who loves to knit and repair Makoto Yuki's clothing or makes cute stuff for him. And how she always knitting something in his arms or just cuddles up to him drabbles?

A Love By Hand

Fandom(s): Persona 3

P3 Male Protagonist x Fem Reader

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, comfort, soft P3 Protagonist, domesticity, cuddling & snuggling, knitting.

Warnings: None.

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Eyebrows scrunched as you concentrated, the knitting needles in your hands fell easily into a routine as the time went by. Nothing but comfortable silence enveloped the room as you concentrated on your task. But you weren’t alone, next to you was Makoto, who was currently leaning his head against your shoulder as you sat together on his bed, seeming to doze off with closed eyes.

It was almost evening, but fortunately S.E.E.S weren’t planning to head to the Dark Hour today, meaning you and your dear boyfriend could relax for the time being. You knew how busy Makoto can be, how it seemed he’d be pulled in every direction with the many things he had to do. Daily the quiet boy would leave the dorms and school to go somewhere or meet someone. It made you admire his commitment of responsibility and work ethic. He always tried his best and worked hard despite his behaviour that he didn’t care. But you always made sure to remind him to take breaks every once in a while. You didn’t want Makoto to burn himself out to satisfy his confidants’ needs. Including yourself.

Now he may not look it, he especially did his best to make time for you in his crowded schedule. To spend doing anything together, even if it was nothing extravagant or important, it still mattered all the same.

Like right now, where the two of you were snuggling up with his blanket over your laps, two almost empty cups of hot chocolate nearby, and some movie that was playing as background noise on your laptop. It filled you with peace despite the ever growing dangers presented by the Dark Hour.

“Are you sleeping, Mako..?” you whispered enough to reach his ears.

“.. Hmm.” your boyfriend responded.

“‘M almost done…” you say as your hands worked, wrapping up the finishing touches of your creation. “And there.”

You were pleased with how the sweater had turned out, spending the occasional time knitting a few things for Makoto to have. You’ve even stitched a shirt of his one time when there was a hole in it. Something that wasn’t common since your boyfriend took care of his things.

Makoto Yuki deserved nothing but good things in his life. That’s what you’ve always known and what you’ve wanted to do for him if you were able to. A great leader, a great friend, and an even wonderful boyfriend. Even if you’ve only known each other for almost a year, you didn’t think you could find anyone after Makoto.

Lifting his head from your shoulder, he turned his gaze to the clothing in your grasp. A single eye going over the details visible from his blue hair.

“It looks really nice.” Makoto complimented, hand touching the soft fabric.

“Can you try it on?” you asked eagerly.

“Okay.” he nods, shrugging his blazer off.

It fitted perfectly, purposefully a tad oversized to give cozy comfort. It was also the same colour as your eyes, which he personally requested.

Smiling proudly and fondly, you wrapping your arms his waist. Resting your ear against his heart, you heard it thrum.

Makoto returned your affection, softly yet firmly holding you close as he pressed his face against your hair, rubbing the back of your head. For someone who grew up away from physical touch since he was an orphan, it was foreign and unnatural. As much as he bonded with his confidants, he physically kept them at arms length. Even Aigis, who would follow him and guard his well-being, no one could turn Koromaru away, Junpei with his brazenness, and Elizabeth with all her eccentricity. But you changed that when he fell for you. Holding you felt natural and serene.

Just as you desired it, Makoto didn’t want to let go of you either.

“It fits well. I’ll keep it always.” he sincerely said.

A happy smile could not stop gracing your lips as a light blush spread your cheeks. Squeezing him a a little tighter, you hoped to have more of these moments come.

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sea-of-dust · 2 months

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MAKOTO YUKI x GN! Reader

Summary: Dating headcannons

N: I had this just rotting bro posting this with the event. Ik u don't read these angst jumpscare. Also DO NOT listen to Malice Mizer OR SWEET (p5) while reading fanfic or headcannons for this guy you'll cry 7 times

Hm? Is something your gonna hear alot. He notices everything. Sometimes he purposely doesn't push you to tell him, other times he's told by Yukari.

He knows when your troubled, you can tell when he knows what's going on as he tends to get a bit closer before going "hm?" You notice when he's trying to comfort you. Trying to be sneaky just makes it more obvious, it's even more odvious when he sneaks snacks to you near your door, like he isn't the first suspect.

"?" He lays his head on your shoulder slowly inching closer. "You look like you're fuming. Did something happen?" "Nothing much just a headache" "I see" you never feel his arms wrapped around while you as you stood next to him, soft hums comming from him.

Makoto tries to hide his affections in public. Limiting it to hand holding or subtle matching things you both had on your person. The fewer people the higher the chance of him taking a small snooze on your shoulder, you end up giving him piggybacks when he does this.

He let's you listen to music with him. At the cost of a small tease. "I wanna listen aswell..." You look away clearly flustered to ask this "and why would my dove want that?" "HUH" you look at him wide eyed seeing him smirk "BRO" "? I thought I was your boyfriend" and back to the straight faced s.e.e.s boy. This was his way of flustering you, calling you a random nickname and then acting like nothing happened, you always reset back to bro when he does this making it even better for him.

He wanders...alot. This guy would get lost in a supermarket and be like "oh I lost them..." and then find you calmly while you'd just panic about where he was. He always appears from nowhere when this happens. "I've looked everywhere jimpei I'm considering going into the fountain..." "you walk so fast" he burries himself into the nape of your neck, "I almost lost you again" you were so lucky jimpei was on the phone and not in person or you two would have never stopped getting teased when you got to school

If you ever wondered about s.e.e.s or ever wondered why he was always so tired, he'd act like he didn't hear you. "So what's s.e.e.s, heard it had something to do with some sorta time thing?" He'd be right next to you. You saw him peak up and just go back to staring into the void seconds later. "I know you heard me" you furrow your brows slightly but he just lays there for a bit moves his hair and then goes "huh?" "UGHHH" you're not getting him to budge

That would be the case if you didn't have a persona he'd still try to pretend he didn't know until you saved him from a few shadows. "How did you get knocked down by wind of all things imagine I blow and you and you get stunned" your persona deals with them easily while you help him up. "So what is this place my princess, my shawty bae, my-" "please...shut up" "nah baby girl you brought this on yourself" he sighs but he did enjoy the free piggy back ride so he pretended the wind hit him THAT hard.

"You're still carrying him around" Yukari cringes "he can barely keep his eyes open tho" "oh he'll live watch this" Yukari turns around "we're gonna go get a sna-" "don't say it infront of jimpei unspelled" he groans nuzzling back into your neck "told ya, get him off your back" easier said than done the guys like those theme park bracelets you'll never get him off. "Yukari let go of me" his voice a bit annoyed "no chance! Come on you gotta walk like the rest of us think of y/ns back!" You got him to walk...but he had to hold your hand and would almost drift off again if you haven't move away everytime you noticed. "Please try to stay awake were almost done" "...." You catch his head "don't lean on me, how about this you can rest once we get back to my room" he suddenly has enough energy to walk without leaning on you.

He loves whenever he goes to your dorm. It always feels so calm in there like some sorta checkpoint. Sometimes he gets there before you already laying there like it was his own room. "Welcome home" "oh minato- wait...howed you get in" "you left the door unlocked" "oh" he tries to use the 'just wanted to study with you excuse' nah the dudes there for every kind of sfw romantic thing you can think of. He's there to be called lover boy unironcally! "Funny how you aren't as sleepy during the night" you move closer to him "you're nocturnal" you joke playfully giving him a small kiss on the cheek. In actuality he had eaten a bunch of candy so he could stay awake with you.

Take him with you everywhere!! If you'd e-mail him about anything related to heading out you don't even have to invite him he'd just magically appear. You don't even have to say WHERE you're going. "How do you always know where I am?" "This place is small"

He'd know what your into without you telling him almost sniffing it out. "I thought you'd like this" he hands you a small gift watching you blush immensely. "Howed you know I liked this kinda stuff" "I figure stuff out quickly" he did have hints though. The way you acted the way you looked at things simular to it. it made it odvious you'd like one of those.

He hides when he's sick always trying to hold back coughs or sneezes he suffers in silence and would prefer it that way. Why? Because the first time he was sick infront of you or anyone else no one wanted to be around him incase it spread. You were willing to of course until Mitsuru put a ban on seeing him for the sake of everyone's health, you still got tests to deal with ya know! So now he just hides it trying to recover quickly. Can't say the same for you though "cough cough! Ah sorry I've had a really bad cold lately" all he needed to hear to have you carried back to your dorm after school. "When we're you able to manhandle me" "please take this" he hands you a small medicine cap expecting you to drink it from there. "It's just a cold" "colds don't have you coughing yourself into orbit for it to just be a casual one" sighing you gulp it down

He'll pretend to not know how to put on his ribbon and ask if you're able to help him. Then turn around pull it off and look at you with a "can you do it again" face. He just likes the way you tie it while you're on the train with him.

Fastest Emailer EVER. You'd think it would take him litteral years since he sometimes leaves people out to dry, according to jinpei, and then he'd respond at the speed of sound to you nearly as fast as the email sends.

You try to pitch his cheeks only to get him to revert to an angry cat. So you've resorted to softer smaller pinches, he dosent mind as much now just don't too it too often or he'll start pinching you too

He may like using yarn with you. Depends on how easy it is though. "What are you making?" "A heart bracelet a girl asked me to make for her and her boyfriend" he reaches for your hand "do you mind if I try this?" "Sure it's in the left drawer" he could barely make the heart at first but as soon as you got a clipboard involved it was a whole diffent story, he was a machine, you didn't know this at the time but you definitely accidently made a yarn bracelet monster. Must have found out they can be made into sp items. That's why there's a lock on the left drawer now, he never opened it without asking its just to keep him from getting ideas, it does the opposite

He has his flirtatious momments, mostly just because he wants to tease you. It starts with a perfectly silent momment, in the classroom when they finally let you sit with him, nearly asleep in a library, on very rare occasions tartarus, he'd smirk and then lock in for the absolute chaos he's about to cause. A simple lean into your ear whispering softly yet clearly "I want a kiss" your eyes would always widen but you'd also respond with a whisper back "now?" Clearly slightly baffled you kiss him on the cheek quickly. Oh but sometimes that isn't enough, sometimes he just wants to see you melt, rubbing his hand on your already flushed cheek he leans in drowsy eyes meeting yours "I want a bit more please" he does enjoy you cupping his face and kissing him. When he does stuff like that you thank the lord the sees memmbers split up or you two are pretty much alone together.

There are times he's tempted to kiss you and then act like he didn't do anything. Cheeks are his favorite you can barely see him comming,*chu*, and now he gets to tease you make you think he never did such a thing "stop kissing me while i study" "wadya mean" "you gotta study focus on that" "i wanna focus on you more" "huh?" Another quick kiss "you did it again" "i dunno what youre talking about" exhaling you kiss him under the eye "lets get back to studying before it gets too late" and then hed lean onto your shoulder. He wants you to catch him more often

"I bought a camera! Let's take a few snaps, just the two of us!, "I don't see why not" holding the camrea steady, you take a picture of the shell he found. *SNAP* a picture of him looking out on the beach. *SNAP* "Why are you taking so many of me?" "I want you to last forever" putting the camrea down and walking toward him, he reaches his hand out. "Oh sure" you give it to him and he holds it up, making sure you're both in frame. *SNAP* a picture with both of you smiling as the sun sets on the beach. Softly looking at your features, his eyes land on ur lips, then cheek, eyes, then back to your cheek again. Smiling to himself, he holds it up again "you mind if we take another?" "Alright" *SNAP* soft lips press your cheek the momment the camera flashes. "You mind if I get another, the picture might be a bit blurry" with a rare smile on his face he pockets the picture. You covering the cheek he had just kissed. "Sure..." still surprised you lean into him smiling as the shyness gets to you. *SNAP* another kiss, happy with the photo he turns to you. "Do you have any plans after this?" "No it's straight to the dorm for me" "perfect" "?"

As you two walk home after changing clothes, he seemed to be more bright than usual as you wondered why, you were happy you got to see him smile like that. "I have something for you" "really? Me too!" "I'll meet you in your room then" hugging you before he leaves to his room to pick up your gift you collect what you had gotten for him, a DVD, a small bag with candies, and a rare jack frost you had won that you've customized to look like him. As soon as he opens the door you try to hide your gifts behind your back. "I can see them" "No you cant" softly giggling to himself he closed the door and gave you a case with a small bag with it. "Well since you've already seen then" you slide over the minato frost with the other things on its lap. "I saw someone do it on the internet and wanted to make one of you..." averting his eyes afraid he may not like it. He grabs its hands, then it's crocheted hair "it looks just like me" he pulls its cheeks. "And this is what I got for you" giving you the case and small bag. You decide to open the case first. Inside was a pair of headphones and a music player the same model as his. "How'd you know I wanted one?" "You eye mine alot, so I just figured" without much thought, you kissed his cheek "I don't know if I could put into words how thankful I am" You kiss him again. Excitedly, you open the small bag, revealing a bunch of stickers. "I wanted to decorate this with you if you don't mind" "I don't see why not" you excitedly put the sticker on his face then the case almost 5 stickers later his face again. "You look so cute with them all over you" "right back at you" giggling at his joke, you cover the player carefully in stickers with him. He even showed you how he put his music onto them.

Eventually what nearly always happens when he's in your room happens, his soft eyes flutter shut while laying on your bed the frost that looks just like him in hand. *SNAP* *SNAP* the opportunity was just too good to pass up, one for you and one for him to wake up to. You lay next to him moving his hair as to see both eyes. "Sweet dreams" your eyes grow heavy as they close. Days were sweet after that though you did notice him being a bit more busy, you didn't even notice when January ended, and he was nowhere to be seen. You asked most of the people you knew that spoke to him but they just ended up near teary eyed or near unable to say a word about it. "He's in a coma" Jinpei finally is able to croak out, "we don't know what happened to him" you feel your heart drop at his words, near running to the hospital after school and laying by his side. He looked so peaceful, you'd wonder what he was experiencing. Holding his hand for what seemed like it could be the final time you left, it felt a bit scary walking home without him with you.

You put on the music player he gave you, all covered in stickers he helped you put on. "Burn my dread...full moon full life...memmories of-" you hault finding yourself at the dorm, you go in, putting your hands in your pocket, reminding you of him, accidently touching his spare key he gave you, your mind suddenly asked you to go into his room. It felt like snooping, but the thought just wouldn't let you go. Opening the door, you find something on his desk, a letter along with a few pictures. "I may have forgotten to ask someone to give this to you, but I hope it someday reaches you, I'm writing this just in case something bad happens to me, I'm gonna miss seeing you when I wake up and waking up before you. All those candies I ate from you because I wanted to stay up late, all the times I've gotten free piggyback rides around town. I'm gonna miss you above all. I'm sorry I took your camera" getting to that part you look at the pictures on the desk one of him sleeping with the frost you made him, one of you trying on his sees uniform. "To be fair you already seen most of them, I just thought that if anything happened you'd want some of me" scattering them multiple pictures of him trying on your accessories, pictures of him smiling widely at your favorite places, pictures of him trying diffrent hairstyles. "I've bought a replacement film in advance, if you need to you can take my jacket and the mako-frost. They'll keep you warm" You look at more pictures, pictures of you and him, the kiss at the beach, you napping on him, a picture of you crocheting. "If push comes to shove, don't forget about me, keep living on, Makoto ps: thanks for letting me get this close to you"

#persona 3 #minato arisato #makoto yuki #gender neutral reader #fluff #headcannons #persona #persona 3 reload #angst #p3 x reader #p3 protagonist #p3 protag x reader #makoto yuki x reader #x reader #minato arisato x reader

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webxgal · 3 months

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memento vivere [masterlist]

"camera shutters. azure eyes meet yours. living feels right."

content: fem!reader, reader-insert but im being self-indulgent cw: character death, spoilers for p3, suicide, violence, discussion on religion

[Ⅰ] memento mori - ao3

[Ⅱ] ab origine - ao3

[Ⅲ] alea iacta est - ao3

[Ⅳ] mala ipsa nova - ao3

[Ⅴ] maiora premunt - ao3

[Ⅵ] sapere aude - ao3

[Ⅶ] aegri somnia - ao3

[Ⅷ] ne puero gladium - ao3

[Ⅸ] probis pateo - ao3

[Ⅹ] cogito, ergo sum - ao3

[Ⅺ] proximo mense - ao3

[Ⅻ] ex facie - ao3

#persona 3 #p3 #p3r #persona 3 reload #minato arisato #makoto yuki #persona 3 protagonist #minato arisato x reader #makoto yuki x reader #p3 protagonist #p3 protagonist x reader #reader insert #x reader #masterlist #p3 x reader #persona 3 x reader #webxgal writes

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gyuriac · 3 months

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content: emo man comforts frustrated artist

cw: nothing i know of

pairings: makoto yuuki x artist!reader

People talk. Led pencil breaks. Another page trashed. You slumped over the table, not bothering if you looked inelegant. The corner you’ve made in the library is enough privacy for you.

You’re appalled, you’ve been in this so-called artist’s slump for a week now. Ten pages of paper was already wasted in the span of twenty minutes.

Stacks of motivational books sit in front of you and you dully stare at them. The tireless bouncing of your leg even furthered your anxiety.

Your gaze on your sketchpad was heavier than the books in front of you combined.You wondered if it would actually burn ablaze. And you also don’t appreciate the sudden presence of somebody.

The noise of them sitting on the vacant chair right next to you startled you bad. Very bad, that your arms shot up without any command, spilling the blue paint on your new sheet of page.

Anger quickly replaced your anxiety and you glared at the person responsible for your sudden outburst although it softened when you noticed who it was.

It was the blue-haired underclassman who you didn’t know the name of nor talked to before. Yet, he was always present when you have your random drawing sessions in the middle of nowhere.

“Did something happen?” The words he uttered were not the words you expected to come out of him for your very first conversation. But no, you were more focused on the way his voice sounded.

It suited his personality very well, like lying on a cloud, the soft cotton lightly pressing on your back. The sun shining softly on your skin. Its light, rather than its usually harsh disposition, was comforting like a bundle of blankets hugging your person.

When your gaze was getting too intense, you finally broke eye contact. Your focus going back to the page in front of you.

The blue paint was scattered although it was not covered completely since your reflex was fast enough to save the bottle from spilling everything. You looked back at the male next to you, although this time, his voice isn’t the one you’re captivated by. Rather it was his deep blue eyes that were staring blankly at you yet full of life.

Your lips quirked up.

This is perfect actually.

#minato arisato x reader #makoto yuki x reader #persona x reader #persona 3 x reader #persona 3 reload #persona 3

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bayothemayo · 2 months

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Hi hi,

Thank you so much for writing those adorable headcanons of Yosuke!!

May I request Makoto Yuki [Minato Arisato)] x reader small headcanons of how Makoto would calm down a jealous reader.

Like how he would hold them, buy them of their favorite pastries or as a last ditch effort. He would kiss Reader to remind them that he loves Reader

Minato Arisato/Makoto Yuki Calming You Down Headcanons (Minato/Makoto Yuki x Jealous! Reader)

It is pretty simple to calm you down

For a little bit of jealousy that you have, he holds your hand or puts his arm around you. A little peck on the cheek/lips

That is only when you are a little jealous. He gets more affectionate towards you the more that you are jealous.

Cuddles, more kisses, make/give you your favorite snacks. Basically showering you with love.

He would also give you sweet words of love, telling you that he loves you and will never replace you.

Sometimes he calms you down, often at night, or if he doesn't plan to go out, he just lays next to you on your/his bed and shares his headphones with you to listen to music. This is your favorite part of the day with him, even when you aren't jealous.

Maybe you should be jealous more often to get that extra affection. Though he won't mind that if you ask for more affection, he loves it too.

#Makoto yuki x reader #minato arisato x reader #Persona 3 x reader #fan fic #headcanons #fluff

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jinwoosungs · 3 months

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cherry blossom fever.

makoto yuki x fem.reader

when makoto yuki first transferred into your homeroom class as the new exchange student, something about him captivated you.

with unkempt sapphire locks of hair and a distant gaze, he looked like the type to be unbothered whenever tragedy struck, putting on a façade of indifference just to hide how he truly felt.

he was quiet; you knew that from the start, and a lot of times, your classmates would simply acknowledge him in passing before going on with their day. the only time he interacted with the class was while he answered the teacher's questions.

but perhaps the main reason why makoto has captivated you was when you first saw his smile.

before class began, junpei had said something stupid, earning a scowl from yukari as she flicked at his nose, bickering back and forth with the teen. in the midst of it all, you could see makoto holding back a smile, his sky blue eyes shining with mirth.

that's when you felt a strange, fuzzy feeling coursing through you. an unfamiliar warmth was settled against your cheek, and you were suddenly hit with the urge to somehow make him smile like that for you. that this strange boy who hid behind quiet smiles was... special.

but being the introvert that you were, it was difficult to talk to him. each time you would gather the courage to introduce yourself to him, he would be swept away by junpei, or be intercepted by kirijo for some important meeting.

on and on, this would continue for days on end until you just gave up. you figured you could simply admire him from afar, and you did your best to convince yourself that he probably didn't need your budding feelings to get in the way of his school life here at gekkoukan.

spring was still at its peak, the cherry blossoms in full bloom as your class let out for its lunch period. it was so utterly gorgeous outside that you wanted to get out of the classroom and enjoy your lunch outside. a lot of your classmates shared the same sentiment, crowding the campus as their conversations and laughter were heard echoing throughout the area.

holding your bento close to your chest, you shied away from the crowd and made your way towards your own personal sanctuary. just a few feet away was a lone cherry blossom tree that sat atop a hill. the only reason why this area remained so isolated was due to how it had a bit of a steep climb to get to the top, hence why you always enjoyed this personal sanctuary of yours.

ignoring how your legs seemed to scream with protest as you made it up the hill, you continue to clutch your bento box against your chest, not stopping until you were directly beneath the cherry blossoms-

only to have your breath taken away at the sight of someone already laying beneath it.

as the sakura petals swayed with the warm, spring wind, you watch as those gentle petals landed against makoto's chest. his headphones were seen covering his ears as he lay sleeping whilst listening to his music.

so you stood awkwardly to the side, still feeling winded, but this time it wasn't because of the steep climb. your heart was pounding because makoto yuki, the boy you may or may not have a crush on, was here.

with a shake of your head, you convince yourself to calm down, that he couldn't hear you and that you should enjoy your lunch anyways. so what if this achingly soft and beautiful boy was sleeping right next to you?

just relax and enjoy your lunch.

you sit next to him, smoothing out your skirt as you opened the contents of your box. you ate your food without tasting anything, always watching makoto from your periphery to see if he would awaken.

a few minutes pass when the boy suddenly faces you, face scrunched up as his body seems to curl up in response to the wind. without a hint of hesitation, you place your lunch to the side and shrug off your jacket before carefully placing it on top of makoto.

you watch as he curls into your jacket, relishing in its warmth for a mere second before his eyes begin to open, revealing its azure gaze to you.

by now, your heart was pounding, seeing makoto looking at you with a tilt of his head. he says nothing, going back to a sitting position. he takes off his headphones and looks down at your jacket that covered him all while saying your name, "is this... yours?"

his voice was soft, but had a raspy quality to it, making his sleepy state obvious as you gave him a swift nod while fighting back the heat that threatened to invade the skin of your cheeks. "y-yes, it's mine, uhm, ah, sorry, for disturbing you, b-but you just looked cold...!"

makoto gives you one of his tiny smiles, taking off your jacket before placing it over your shoulders. "thanks, and sorry if i interrupted your lunch. i'll go now."

"w-wait...!" you call out to him, stopping him from leaving as you held out your bento box to him.

"uhm, i'm starting to get full, so, i was hoping you could share this with me?"

makoto's expression was one full of surprise, but it quickly morphs into his gentle smile once more. "are you sure you're okay with this?"

"absolutely!" you flash him a genuine smile, feeling relieved and happy that you got this chance to talk to him. makoto ends up rejoining you, taking one of the rice balls from your bento before biting into it.

you watch as his eyes widen, devouring the food within a few bites while commenting on how good it tasted. with your heart fluttering with happiness, you offer him the rest of your food, falling into easy conversation with him.

"did you make this?"

"yes, i did but, it's nothing too fancy."

"i like it." makoto admits to you, "it tastes like home."

there was a hidden sadness seen within his eyes, with the cherry blossom petals swaying around you. its sweet scent fills your heart with the desire to comfort makoto, to somehow unlock all the mysteries he had to offer and take all the pain he seemed to keep hidden deep within his soul.

you call out to him, and he meets your gaze, the sadness quickly dissipating when he leans closer to you. his lips were a mere centimeters from yours, and you felt as though your heart was about to burst when you clenched your eyes shut. his breath was felt against your skin, his lips barely gracing the shell of your ear when you felt a gentle sensation against your hair.

you open your eyes just then, seeing makoto holding a cherry blossom petal within his thumb and pointer finger. all you could see was his achingly beautiful features smiling at you, and the way those true blue eyes continued to shine with amusement.

"sorry, this was in your hair."

not saying a word, you felt your eyes narrowing as you inched ever so closer to him, with makoto not moving away when your lips tentatively touched with his in a sweet kiss.

with the cherry blossoms as your only witness, you allowed your crush on this strangely beautiful boy to morph into something much more.

a.n. - in celebration of persona 3 reload's release, have this sweet drabble, because makoto yuki deserves some happiness in his life. 🥹

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

#makoto yuki x reader #minato arisato x reader #persona 3 reload #p3r x reader #.stories

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mizu0xox0 · 3 months

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Quiet Valentine

[Minato Arisato x Gn!reader] TW: angst, mentions of death and cemetery

Valentine's day, a lovely day for couples. However for you it was different in a way from most as you left the school gates quicker than others would. Most either stayed back to confess their love to the ones they had a torch for, just like how he had the year before. You took the train, it was going to be a long ride indeed. You took out the MP3 player that he had given you on this exact day, plugging it in and listening to the playlist he made you. He had told you that he made it many weeks ago with careful planning on what songs for this playlist would fit you. More specifically fit the person who held the key to his heart. Minato Arisato, truly a man who was one of a kind. You still remembered his stoic face and his blue eyes that you could drown in like an ocean. His voice however was something you wanted to listen to more than the music playing on the MP3 player. The upbeat music was helping and keeping you from suddenly tearing up, recalling the memories you shared with the dark blue hair male. You remember the first Valentine's day you spent with him was interesting, he had met you on the roof during lunch break and handed you a box of chocolates and a bouquet of purple tulips and red roses. Before asking you out, he played it cool yet you knew he felt a little nervous to be met with either acceptance or rejection from you. Your train of thoughts were interrupted as the train announcer had announced the stop you were supposed to get off at. As you exited the train station itself following the crowd before walking down a lone path. You had entered a place rather unusual to see someone during Valentine's day, a graveyard. As you made your way through the rows of tombstones before reaching one under a few trees, on the tombstone etched the name “In Loving Memory Of Minato Arisato”. The name that had left a bittersweet taste in your mouth and mind whenever you heard or recalled it. As you reach into your bag pulling out a bouquet of white lilies, as you say them on the grave. “Minato, Happy Valentine's Day. Don't worry about giving me chocolates or flowers. This time I'll repay the favor after all the ones you gave last year were lovely.” You say, smiling despite the tears forming and falling down your cheeks. This Valentine's Day wasn't as memorable as the one you had last year with Minato Arisato, however it surely wouldn't be your last in this quiet cemetery.

Happy Valentine's day to all of you! I hope you enjoyed this, I apologize if this isn't the best as it was quite rushed. Yes angst during Valentine's day is best, hopefully I'll write one lighthearted one for Joker tomorrow if I have time. Thank you for reading!

#minato arisato x reader #makoto yuki x reader #persona 3 x reader #minato arisato #makoto yuki

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philistiniphagottini · 1 month

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I saw your request post nd I was like SAY LESS 😭😭😭😭

Would you be interested in a Persona 3 Makoto x gn reader oneshot on what they would do for reader's birthday? Or vice versa for Makoto's birthday instead

Much appreciated 😜😜😜 LOVE YOU

Thank you for the request Anon, I'm so happy you asked for Persona I've been itching to write something. This idea was really cute and I couldn't stop myself from writing. I hope you enjoy, love you too Anon 😘

cw. fluff

You’ve never been to a dessert bar before. But when one opened up just outside of Paulownia mall, you were just dying to go and try it out. The waiting list for the new store was ridiculous but you were willing to put up with a lot just to have a chance to try the extravagant dessert menu. So, by the time your birthday rolled around, your boyfriend had already booked well in advance a reservation for two.

You had arrived to the venue much earlier than anticipated and you were immediately shown to your table, where you sat and eagerly awaited for your boyfriend to arrive. Your heart fluttered wildly in your chest as you continued to check your phone, constantly flipping up the screen to check the time. You could not stop fidgeting, your leg beginning to bounce under the table as your hands constantly itched with the urge to fiddle with things. You didn’t seem to care what it was. The menu, your phone, a small wisp of hair that stubbornly tickled your cheek no matter how many times you tucked it back behind your ear. You wore nice, simple clothes for your date, nothing too fancy or over the top. Just clothes you were comfortable wearing on a warm, autumn day.

You flipped up your phone screen once more, fingers rapidly pressing the buttons as you dragged up the last message that your boyfriend sent to you. All it read was: "See you soon." You couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corners of your lips as you read it over and over again, butterflies erupting in the pit of your stomach as you continued to think about your beloved. How long had you both known each other? You remembered the first day you met like it had just happened yesterday. Your mind slowly started to drift from this plane of existence as you reminisced, the soft talking of the other patrons filling the small, humble shop becoming a distant drone in your ears. Since you became so lost in your own thoughts, you failed to realise when there was someone standing right behind you.

You were completely caught off guard, your thoughts snapping back to reality when every hair on the nape of your neck stood up and alerted you to the presence behind you. Your spine rattled with chills when their warm breath hit the shell of your ear and they spoke two simple, soft words.

"Happy Birthday."

You inhaled sharply, a scream lodged in your throat as every muscle in your body tensed and you whipped your head around. You almost fell out of your chair and if it wasn’t for Makoto’s quick thinking of grabbing the back of the chair to steady it, you would have toppled to the floor. Your eyes were wide but the sudden panic you had felt was immediately doused when you realised who it was leaning over the back of your chair. You took a deep breath, trying to dislodge your heart from your throat as an irritated sigh fell from your parted lips.

"Makoto, you scared the shit out of me" you softly hissed.

Amusement sparkled in the depths of Makoto’s eyes as he gave your arm a firm squeeze, fingers rubbing along your skin in a soothing motion as a silent apology. No matter how many times this same occurrence happened, you didn’t think you could get used to it. Makoto moved like a wraith. He was completely silent, never alerting anyone to his presence. Given his quiet nature, it only made his ability to seemingly appear out of thin air even worse.

You leaned into his touch as he gave your shoulder another firm squeeze, your eyes flicking up to his face as you began to ponder. You only just realised that he had said something to you before he scared the ever-loving daylights out of you. You gently tugged on the sleeve of his dress shirt, peering up at him with curious eyes.

"Say it again."

Makoto leaned closer to you, the tips of his fingers leaving a trail of fire in their wake as they brushed against your burning cheek and tucked a lock of hair behind your ear. A small smile tilted his lips as he pressed his lips to the shell of your ear once more, his voice barely above a husky whisper as he spoke to you and you alone.

"Happy Birthday" he repeated.

If anyone were to look in your direction, they would probably be witnessing you spontaneously combusting right about now. You awkwardly cleared your throat as heat made the tips of your ears burn red hot. A shy smile played on your lips, tongue wetting your dry lips before you spoke.

"Thank you, Makoto. Please sit down before people start staring."

It was hard for you to hide your flustered expression and Makoto was more than willing to spare you from your suffering. He slid into the chair across from you, eyes only briefly flickering around the room as he let the atmosphere of the dessert bar sink in. It took you a moment to regain control of your senses, your face still lingering with traces of warmth even as your heart settled back into place. You picked up the menu once more, eager to order and begin eating your way through the entire dessert menu.

"I’m starving" you remarked. "I think I’m gonna order. Have a look and let me know-"

Your voice suddenly tapered off when you felt something push against your hand. You peered over the menu you were holding to spy Makoto had slid a small little jewellery box across the table and was currently pushing it against your hand. An expectant look crossed his features as his gaze darted between you and the small box. A smile tugged at your lips.

"You want me to open my present first?"

Makoto nodded in response. You placed the menu back to the table, pushing it to the side as you clapped your hands together with a giddy expression. Elation made your blood simmer in your veins as you picked up the beautifully wrapped gift, your mind racing at the possibilities of what it could be as you gently tugged on the delicate bow string wrapped neatly around the box. You slowly peeled the lid back, your curious eyes growing wide when you see what lay inside. You were left completely speechless at the sight of a thin, silver bracelet, intricate patterns engraved on the surface and a single pendant dangling from the jewellery. You tentatively picked it up, admiring how it shimmered under the light as your eyes traced over every detail. Upon closer inspection of the pendent, you realised that your initials were engraved on one side and Makoto’s was on the other.

You swallowed around the lump in your dry throat, tears welling up in your eyes. You couldn’t recall someone giving you such a thoughtful gift before in your life.

"I…don’t know what to say" you admitted. "Thank you. I love it."

Your fingers struggled to undo the clasp. Your hands wouldn’t stop shaking, your heart and soul touched with how thoughtful of a gift you had just received. Makoto gently placed his hands over your shaking one, plucking the bracelet out of your grasp as he undid the clasp for you. You held out your hand, letting him slide it around your wrist and fasten it again. The pendant rested against the sensitive pulse of your wrist, the cool metal touching heated skin and a constant reminder that it was resting there. You threaded your fingers with his, squeezing his hands so hard your nails left imprints behind in his knuckles. Makoto smiled softly as he squeezed back. You could sit all evening, just staring lovingly into his gorgeous eyes with a lovestruck look painting your face. But your stomach had the audacity to remind you to eat. You reluctantly let go of Makoto’s hands, sniffling away your tears as you pushed the menu towards him.

"Pick" you gently urged.

Makoto silently picked up the menu and started to flip through the pages.

"Take your time" you said. "Although, we probably shouldn’t take too long. Wouldn’t want to miss the surprise party Iwatodai Dorm is throwing me."

Makoto paused as he was flipping a page. He peered at you over the menu as he cocked his head slightly to the side, a quizzical quirk to his eyebrow. You chuckled softly as you leaned further back in your chair.

"I overheard Junpei and Yukari talking last night" you supplied.

Makoto sighed softly with a shake of his head. It was supposed to be a secret. One of Makoto’s jobs for the day was to keep you busy and away from the dorm for a few hours while everyone else got everything set up. Well, looks like that idea just flew straight out of the window. His attention went back to you when you giggled softly, a smile on your face and a little mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Don’t worry, I’ll act surprised."

#my writing #persona 3 reload #persona 3 reload x reader #makoto yuki #makoto yuki x reader #fluff #x reader #gn!reader

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dulcibella-dreams · 3 months

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Butterfly Nocturne.

⊹ ࣪ ˖༊·˚ Makoto Yuki/ Minato Arisato x GN reader

All you knew, is that you could stand no longer.

In the heights of Tartarus, your inner voice screamed in defiance. One enemy, but terribly imposing. The very air seemed to thicken around you, laden with ancient malevolence.

Your body became a paradox—heavy yet weightless, burning yet freezing. You teetered on the precipice of collapse, too weary, too pained to carry out a coherent thought. Your eyes glazed over, akin to a black veil enshrouding your vision. The cacophony of battle faded, replaced by the ringing of your ears. Sweat clung to your skin, cold and slick, as the shadow’s dark hand bore down upon you. Inescapable.

And then, a flash of pain seized you. You crumbled to the ground, your weapon clattering loudly before darkness stole you away.

Amidst the chaos, your name echoed—a chorus of fear. All but one voice. Makoto remained silent, dread pooling within him like ink. A quiet panic gripped his chest, unfamiliar and unwelcome.

His palms slick with sweat, grip on his sword unyielding, Makoto delivered a swift, decisive strike, obliterating the shadow. The blade sang through the air, severing the malevolence that threatened to consume you once and for all.

Discarding his sword, he rushed to your side, kneeling. The others quickly stepped aside, their gazes filled with shock and concern. To witness Makoto—usually stoic, detached and with a tendency for apathy—act with such fervor was rare. His fingers found your pulse, and the relief that washed over him was almost blinding. Your vitality thrummed against his skin, a fragile lifeline.

His voice, steady and commanding, ordered healing for you. Cradling you in his arms, he held one of your icy hands. His racing heartbeat slowed as he felt the faint tremors of your breath normalize. His fingers brushed your forehead tenderly, whispering your name. He hadn’t lost you, after all. Around you, a collective sigh of relief echoed. They all cared, but none as deeply as Makoto.

That night’s exploration came to an abrupt end.

When your eyes finally fluttered open, your mind was a tempest—a whirlwind of half-formed thoughts and fragmented memories. It felt surreal, like a dream mistaken for reality. As the fog lifted, details emerged—a rhythmic swaying, gravel crunching underfoot, distant voices. You were no longer in Tartarus. In fact, the dark hour itself seems to have ended. All there was to see was your typical moon, in its dark canvas. No neon green cast to be seen.

Despite the healing, your body still bore the marks of battle: a throbbing shoulder, a swollen lip, bruises like morbid freckles. You felt icy, your head crafted from lead. Painfully, your head shifted slightly. Blue eyes. Long, blue hair. Makoto. His footsteps rocked you, cradling you against his chest as if you were a fragile secret. He was....carrying you.

“Makoto,” you murmured, and his gaze met yours. “I’ve got you,” he promised, his voice unwavering as usual.

The journey back to the dorm unfolded in silence. The others walked ahead, granting Makoto a solitary moment with you. The comfort of his arms—the sheer luxury of it—was something you might never experience again. So you nestled closer, inhaling the sweet, warm scent clinging to his clothes. Everything from his silk hair, his soft-spoken tone and his honeyed scent had you folding.

Your mind wandered further—the warmth of his hands cupping your face, his lips gently claiming yours. When you were this close, how could you not allow such thoughts?

Your gaze lifted, fingers brushing back his unruly bangs. The soft sound that escaped him sent a flutter through your heart. “Makoto…?” His eyes met yours, and your affectionate gesture painted your cheeks with a delicate blush. “Mh?” His voice was a low murmur, and you took a deep breath.

“Thank you,” you whispered, your voice barely audible. “For looking out for me. I really do appreciate it.” The words hung in the air, vulnerable and raw.

“It’s nothing,” Makoto replied, his tone matter-of-fact. He wasn’t unkind—just blunt, with a disinclination to flower his words. But there was something in his eyes, a vulnerability he couldn’t mask. You smiled to yourself.

Driven by an unknown force, your fingertips traced his jawline. You cupped half of his face, your touch gentle yet insistent. You held it there for a second, and his eyes once more wandered to yours. And then, before you could overthink, you pressed your lips to his cheek—the kiss tender and fleeting.

His expression remained mostly unchanged, save for slightly parted lips, and the pink blush staining his face. You became timid as the impulse faded, a mix of regret and anticipation taking hold.

Needless to say…

You weren't disappointed when you received a soft kiss on your lips in return.

#makoto yuki x reader #minato arisato x reader #p3 x reader #p3 protagonist x reader #p3 reload #p3 #persona 3 reload #persona 3 #persona 3 x reader

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writers-reach · 1 month

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Slow dancing headcanons with Makoto,Ren and Yu?

persona 3/4/5: slow dancing headcanons (makoto yuki, yu narukami, ren amamiya)

notes: gn!reader, fluff, pretty short

makoto yuki

asks you to take the lead! he's seen those dancing lovers shadows in tartarus, but otherwise has no clue what he's doing.

mumbles to himself as he learns; he's a pretty quick learner, so in no time, the two of you are dancing about your room

ends up loving dancing with you! likes slow, more waltzy styles than anything else

yu narukami

he's got some dance experience under his belt, what with helping with that festival for rise. he takes the lead, but making sure you're keeping up!

every time you look up from your feet and into his eyes, he smiles, and you feel yourself trip slightly. damn him and his charming looks!

definitely tries to dance with you at the summer festival or something like that, to some dumb, cheesy ballad or another

ren amamiya

kind of like a mix between makoto and yu, i feel. like, has no idea what he's doing but pretends he does to appear confident. fake it til you make it, right?

despite not quite knowing what to do, he's trying his best and it actually turns out pretty well! he's got good body coordination, so you're never too worried about being stepped on

can't stop cracking jokes about being your "dashing prince charming" or "roguish lover". it's okay, though, since seeing you smile and roll your eyes makes it all worth it!

a/n: tysm for your request! hope you enjoy!

#persona 3 x reader #persona 4 x reader #persona 5 x reader #makoto yuki x reader #minato arisato x reader #persona 3 protagonist x reader #yu narukami x reader #souji seta x reader #persona 4 protagonist x reader #ren amamiya x reader #akira kurusu x reader #persona 5 protagonist x reader

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frickingnerd · 5 months

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S.E.E.S. Masterlist

Makoto Yuki

when the stars smile at the moon - oneshot

Kotone Shiomi

enemies to lovers with kotone and a strega reader - headcanons

Yukari Takeba

until you hold my hand - oneshot

what we do in the shadows - oneshot

Junpei Iori

people will talk (no matter what) - oneshot

hold me in your arms tonight - drabble

Akihiko Sanada

tending to his injuries - drabble

being in a poly relationship with shinjiro and akihiko - headcanons

Mitsuru Kirijo

living together with shinjiro and akihiko - headcanons

fake dating shinjiro & akihiko falling in love with you - headcanons

dating mitsuru kirijo - headcanons

mitsuru dating a former delinquent - headcanons

mitsuru's crush being in an abusive relationship - headcanons

Fuuka Yamagishi

undeserving of her kindness - drabble

Shinjiro Aragaki

↳ Masterlist

Aigis

aigis' (failed) flirting attempt - drabble

holding hands with aigis - headcanons

having a baby with aigis - headcanons

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blissfullyapillow · 1 month

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‧₊˚ ┊When the Stars Embrace the Moon

♡⸝⸝ Makoto Yuki x gn reader

♡⸝⸝ wc: 2,413~

𝄞 ‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅ Song inspiration: Tek It I End of Beginning I Ghost I When the Moon’s Reaching Out Stars I

♡⸝⸝ Warnings: Angst with a happy ending & depictions/implications of intense feelings of grief. Major Persona 3 Reload, Persona 3 FES, and Persona 3 FES: The Answer ending spoilers. Also mildly spoils some character stories regarding Persona 4 Arena and Persona 4 Arena Ultimax. I wrote this with Persona 3 FES in mind as I have no intention of playing Persona 3 Reload.

♡⸝⸝ Pillow Talks: This is what happens when you get too emotionally attached to a fictional character lol. The way this ends is not only my way to cope (lol) but because it’s heavily implied in Persona 4 Arena, as well as Persona 4 Ultimax, that Elizabeth is doing something that will result in a change. In PersonaQ (I have yet to finish it), even Margaret knows something will occur regarding Elizabeth but she must refrain from speaking of it. It is unknown whether this will result in Minato coming back, and of course many have mixed feelings on if he did come back and how that would impact the meaning behind his death. I’m interested to see what Atlus has planned regarding Elizabeth (after they make their 10th Persona 5 spin-off). Personally, Minato is my favorite fictional character of all time so I want him to come back. Anyway, I digress; I hope you enjoy. <3

♡⸝⸝ P.S: I have to clarify I made a magnificent reference to my fav song from Persona 3 FES, “When the Moon’s Reaching Out Stars” with the line, “It soars to the sky, to cast its adoring gaze to the moon as it rests amongst the stars.

Masterlist

A warm hand intertwined with mine.

The blazing sun bathes his figure in an ethereal glow as beautiful pink petals fall from the trees above.

Yet the ephemeral scene fails to capture my attention; I fear my hands are sweaty and it’ll only be a moment before he takes notice.

A subtle glance his way is all it takes for me to capture his attention. Albeit one eye is obscured by his bangs, the tender emotion that lies dormant within his irises comes alive as they meet mine.

He’s silent, an action that isn’t unusual for him. Despite this, the vibrant sounds of life swarm around us and fill my ears with an everlasting ethereal tune. His hand squeezes mine, so softly it’s almost imperceptible.

My lips betray my trust as they curl upwards, and my voice divulges my secrets as an elated giggle escapes its confines.

His voice follows suit; our voices intermingle to create a melodious harmony that turns the heads of passerby.

The air smells of cherry blossoms and hope. Hope that we carry together, kept safe between our pressed palms.

The air around us stirs with a subtle whoosh.

♪ ♫

This is a fond memory of mine.

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

He rolls his eyes.

I pinch his nose.

He frowns.

I smile.

“Will you two get a room already?” A familiar voice rebounds off the walls of the dorm, and our companion voices his agreement.

“Yeah, you two can be pretty insufferable when you act like this.” My eyes turn to glare at said companion to find his lips wearing a mischievous grin. “Just like you and Chidorita?” My smug comment alights his face in a burning flame, and Yukari fails to stifle her amused laughter.

“Yeah yeah, laugh while you can now!” Junpei’s voice echoes around the room. “Your face is as red as Chidori’s hair, Junpei-san. Do you need medical attention?” Aegis monotone voice drifts into our ears.

Obnoxious laughter follows from everyone in the room.

Excluding Junpei, who huffs in annoyance before storming upstairs. There’s no doubt that he’s sulking in his room.

I finally return my gaze to my favorite portrait, to resume admiring its beauty.

However, the painting now stares back at me, a tender (find synonym) expression etched onto its features.

My heart skips a beat, similar to the way children skip as they play hopscotch.

His smile reflects the warmth in my heart; it’s an outward reflection of the love that fills my soul, only to pour from my fingertips with every gentle caress against his skin.

This memory moves me to tears.

These tears stain his used pillowcase, the one I have yet to wash since his scent desperately clings to the fabric.

I miss him.

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

Koromaru barks as he runs ahead. I glance at him beside me, his hands stuffed faithfully in his pockets.

It’s a chilly night, but the cool wind makes me feel alive. It roots me to the present moment, and for that I’m grateful.

“Yuki…”

Leisurely, he lifts his head, and his eyes meet mine.

I hold his gaze, and he makes no effort to break away.

“I love you.”

The words escape my lips in a borderline inaudible whisper, my voice oozing with the love I carry for him deep in my soul.

His eyes widen a fraction, clearly taken aback.

We’ve spent many nights together like this, whether it’s walking koromaru, singing our hearts out at karaoke, or even spending quiet nights studying in the dorm together; my heart has grown to yearn for his presence beside me.

Despite this, I’ve grown fearful of becoming too attached. Makoto isn’t someone familiar with emotions like these, not from what I’ve gathered from the time we’ve spent together.

Although.. These past few months I’ve seen a change within him. A slow one, like two friends who yearn to confess to each other but remain paralyzed with fear of rejection.

It’s a change that presents itself in his smile, the laughter he fails to hold back at our antics, the concern that’s etched in his furrowed brow when one of our teammates gets knocked down in Tartarus.

It’s a beautiful change. It’s grown to be something I want to protect.

Yet, my mouth has a mind of its own, and it’s spilled my most precious secret to him.

I wait with bated breath for his response.

Could this be the end of our friendship? Have I just ruined the bond we’ve formed, the bond that has brought color back into my dull world? Will he reject me? Will-

“Close your eyes.” My feet stop moving. I hear Koromaru up ahead, his happy barks indicating he's found something he wants to show us. Yet, my feet remain rooted to the ground.

My body acts on my internalized feelings as my eyes swiftly close shut at his command.

It’s silent.

Time continues to march forward despite my wishes.

As it always does.

This time, it’s in my favor, as I feel a soft pair of lips delicately brush against mine; lonely and yearning.

My hand rests upon his cheek as my heart flutters from my chest.

It soars to the sky, to cast its adoring gaze to the moon as it rests amongst the stars.

My heart is finally home.

just as my physical body feels at home in his arms.

He pulls away, and I open my eyes.

My heart is reflected within his gaze, and the change that I’ve grown fond of presents itself once more; He leans in for another kiss.

Koromaru barks.

The universe embraces me, and it gives me the happiness I’ve always yearned for.

This memory reflects the meaning of eternity; my feelings regarding the term ‘forever.’

This memory will remain.

It will always bring me happiness.

Despite this, he is not here in my arms, as he’s now bound to a door.

To watch over us all, forever; for eternity.

…Will I ever see you again? Why can I no longer press a kiss that furrowed brow? Am I doomed to forget the smile that lights up your features when I walk into a room?

Did I miss the opportunity? To show you how my heart reflects the love you’ve grown to harbor for others?

…The love you’ve grown to harbor for me?

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

I reach out to grasp for his familiar hand, the hand that’s always the first to search for mine when trouble inevitably catches us off guard.

The only thing my hand grasps is air; the other side of my bed is empty.

His scent is fading from the pillow case.

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

My cheeks remain wet as memories of him fill me with yearning.

Love and heartbreak wraps me in their firm embrace; I feel their arms squeeze me as they hold me close, my friends’ sobs almost drown out the ringing in my ears.

Memories of school and a radiant blue sky, watching over the rooftop of Gekkoukan High School, refuse to leave my mind.

I’ve never felt such a deep feeling of loss and sorrow before.

That’s not something I can say lightly.

Despite my unique experiences that may deviate from his own, Makoto has been my mirror. My window.

I’ve seen myself reflected in him, time and time again. Yes, I am my own person, but I’ve grown to form a connection with Yuki that I’ve never formed with another in my short lifetime.

Call me crazy, but when I was with Yuki I felt as if our souls intertwined, as if we'd finally found a home together after wandering a desert full of failed commitments and broken promises. All in search of an oasis… in search of trust.

Trust that we found within each other.

I roll over and curl into a tight ball as my emotions threaten to consume me.

A soft knock fails to bring me out of my sorrow.

My ears pick up on the audible click the door makes as it opens, but I refuse to acknowledge whomever is there.

A gentle, cold hand rests on my shoulder.

My body shivers since the cool metal contrasts with my flushed skin.

“I knew I would find you here.” She doesn’t sound concerned. Just knowing.

I can’t respond.

She doesn’t mind.

Her cool hand runs through my hair. They uncurl my body to wipe my tears away.

I’m thankful, yet I’m angry.

I almost don’t want to see her.

She hums; almost as if she’d read my thoughts and she doesn’t care.

I fall asleep to the feeling of cool metal pressed against warm skin.

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

My voice sounds like a stranger’s to my ears. I feel awful, horrible for how I’m lashing out at another innocent person whose suffering just as much as I am.

Even so, the words pour viciously from my mouth as she stands across from me.

She doesn’t speak.

Akihiko raises his voice. He sounds just as angry, but for a different reason. My heart squeezes painfully in my chest, but I have to get the words out.

“Why was it you!? We all share a special bond with him, as well as with each other, but you…” A lone tear slides down her robotic features.

It makes me pause. I’m surprised.

But..

I knew all too well that my anger was misdirected.

Aigis doesn’t refute anything I have to say. She silently stands before me, crying.

Aigis, who used to struggle telling apart a joke from a genuine statement. Aigis, who couldn’t comprehend human emotions as a motivating factor behind certain actions and words.

Aigis, who now stands before me experiencing emotions of her own.

Emotions that have led her to tears.. because of my misguided anger towards her.

I swallow down the lump in my throat as I push past Junpei. Akihiko calls for me to return, and I hear Ken make a comment about how awkward and tense the situation is.

I lock myself in his room.

…

No one knocks on the door this time.

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

It’s silent.

Everyone’s gathered around. We need to determine what our next course of action is, but there’s an elephant in the room that longs to be addressed.

We’re searching for the answer, and it’s right in front of us; it’s been here all along. The only obstacle in obtaining it lies within our warped perception of the situation.

“You need to apologize-”

“Akihiko-san.”

He visibly falters before awkwardly coughing into his fist. Mitsuru clearly has her own thoughts on the situation, but she’s chosen to remain silent at the moment.

I glance in Ken’s direction, and he gives me an encouraging nod accompanied by a sympathetic smile.

“Aigis, I apologize for my behavior earlier. My anger towards you was misguided and fueled by my… well, it’s more accurate to say our sorrow.. with Yuki’s passing..”

The resulting silence is suffocatingly loud.

It’s presence is overbearing. So much so that I fear we’ll never talk things through.

That is, until Aigis walks over to me.

As her arms wrap around me, a new feeling blossoms in my chest. It swallows the creeping fear inside of me whole, and it fuels an unyielding strength within me.

Hope.

“We will figure this out together. The bonds we have forged amongst each other will not be broken so easily. Don’t you agree…?” Aigis’s words are as soothing as they are motivating.

A quick glance around the room reveals relieved faces and fond smiles.

Unshed tears blur my vision, but these tears do not originate from the sadness that once permeated my very being.

“..Yes.”

It still hurts.

But it feels a bit better now.

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ ☽ ๋࣭ ⭑❀˖°

It’s been years now.

I’ve seen Ken grow into a respectable young man. Akihiko is finally pursuing college, with the supervision of Aigis, and Mitsuru continues to be successful in her endeavors. The same can be said of Yukari and Junpei, albeit it’s clear the latter still misses the one who made his heart sing.

Fuuka is doing well too. It makes me happy to see everyone pursuing their individual passions. Including myself.

☀︎❀

Spring has returned.

It’s hot today.

The heat from the burning sun above threatens to lull me to sleep.

My heavy eyelids fall shut as I feel myself drift off to sleep.

His face, encapsulated in stone, drifts to the forefront of my mind.

A heavy sigh leaves me.

My eyes remain dry as I allow the memory to come and go, holding strong all the while.

I miss him, I truly do.

But, through the bonds I’ve made with the former members of S.E.E.S, I’ve cultivated the strength of will to move onward and forward, towards a future I can be proud of.

I open my eyes when I hear footsteps approaching.

The figure standing before me is familiar, yet surely a figment of my imagination.

I close my eyes again, in hopes of fully waking up this time.

I open them once more when I feel the person moving closer to me. I sit up, only to bump heads with them.

“Ouch!” I yelp. My hands cradle the spot where we bumped heads. That’s when I realize, the pain I just felt is real, and the person standing in front of me is…

Is..

My eyes widen dramatically, and my mouth parts to say all the words my soul longs to poetically convey.

He simply smiles.

He opens his arms.

My thoughts spiral out of control. Is this an illusion? How could this be remotely possible? Is this… really true?

When our eyes meet, my questions receive a silent answer. My eyes take notice of the wavering emotions within his gaze; I can see the soul of the man I love, a soul which was once bound to a door, is now standing here before me.

Whatever miracle performed this action, I am forever grateful to its benevolence.

I dare not waste another moment in idle contemplation.

I throw myself into his arms.

He catches me.

He laughs.

My soul joins in on his joyous laughter, as tears full of love slowly cascade down my cheeks.

Our laughter intermingles to create a melodious harmony that turns the heads of passerby, once more.

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Hello? I wonder can I have a request? The reader is Makoto yuki's lover, the reader has witnessed his death. Several years after his death, the reader joins IT, but she still summons Persona with her evoker and is several years older than the members of IT. How will Makoto react to adult readers in Persona Q1. (My grammar is still not very good, I hope you can understand)

Thank you for your patience, life has gotten in the way but I'm finally here with your request. (And, hey, your grammar is fine! I understood. In fact this is an idea I have also had in the past!) Thank you for the request!

You've changed. Time has affected you, of course. Being from a couple years in the future of the SEES members, it's obvious you're older. You can't keep your expression completely in check when you look at them. Knowing something you won't say. Looking at him- at Makoto- with something you won't say.

You still use an evoker, even though you don't need to by now. "It's more reliable, after using it so long." You still use it, but so much more naturally than your old teammates are used to you using it with.

Makoto doesn't know how to rectify the two versions of you. His teammate, his friend, his love, the person who should be at his side. The person you still are. Even if only because you follow on instinct. If only because you reach for him with long unused habits you can never quite lose.

But you're different, too. Older, not just than when he last saw you; you're older than the other members of the Investigation team. The oldest of the group, though you still look to Yu for leadership. At least when you aren't looking to Makoto.

"Is something wrong?" He's been staring for a while. It isn't surprising you noticed. Fidgeting under his gaze. Knowing he must have noticed the ways you're acting. "Makoto?"

"No." Makoto shrugs. You know him well enough to read the subtle changes in his expression, though. He knows that, too.

"Then?"

"Maybe I just want to look at you." A startled scoff leaves at his teasing. You would have been embarrassed, once. Now you just look fond. Nostalgic. As if you've missed this. Missed him.

"You're not usually that cheesy."

"So I won't change much?"

You flinch. Barely, but it's enough tgat Makoto can see it. Enough that he knows something has changed. He says your name, a barely whispered question.

"You haven't changed at all." There's so much hurt hiding underneath your words he doesn't want to face. What could have happened? Why do you look at him as if-

"Oh." He smiles at you, just barely.

"What is it?"

"Nothing." He's figured it out. You both know. But Makoto says nothing except, "I'm sorry."

"Makoto-"

"I love you." He needs to tell you, even if you won't remember he has.

"Of course you do, I'm your girlfriend," you say, teasing. But there's that fond expression again. The bittersweet feeling between you.

"I love you," you say, instead of addressing the reality. No, you aren't. How can you be when he's not there? When you've grown into adulthood without him? It hasn't been long, really. You love him, probably always will, but you can't be with him.

"Are you?" Are you still, he means. You look away.

He wouldn't want that.

"Okay," Makoto says, simply. Accepts what you won't say. He doesn't want to hurt you. Simply takes and holds onto every little detail of the ways you've changed, while you take in how much he's the same as you remember.

Eventually, before everyone returns to their own times, curiosity will get the better of Makoto.

"Were you there?" He asks.

"What?"

"When I-"

"We all were," you say. So that he cant put it into words. He died. You were all there, when he stopped breathing. It was horrible.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay..." it isn't. "I don't think you regretted it."

"I should regret something." You stare at him, but Makoto shrugs off your confusion. "It hurt you."

"I'm glad I got to see you."

Oh. It did. He watches the way you tense at the acknowledgement. Then, with a maturity unfamiliar to him, you breathe a sigh and tell him, "I'm okay."

You hesitate at the sudden change in conversation. Makoto only offers a barely visible smile. "What do you mean?"

"When you're older." Makoto grabs on of your hands in one of his. "You got cooler."

"Cooler, huh?" You open your mouth to tease him about not thinking you were cool, originally, but he cuts you off.

"Pretty, too."

"Now you're just- you're teasing me."

"A little."

You've changed. In a world without him, you've grown into something different. But the light flushing of your face as he drops monotone descriptors on you hasn't.

You're still you, so Makoto will remind you he loves you, for this little extra time you've been given. Even if you might not remember.

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