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Hello my fellow Phantom Thief! :)

May I please request headcanons for Joker, Akechi, and Ann having a female S/O who's a famous singer and sitting in on one of her sessions?

Singer S/o Jam Session HCs (Akira Kurusu, Goro Akechi, Ann Takamaki)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗿𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 "𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘁" 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛. 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 "𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗲" 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛. 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵, 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗿. 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼 𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗽. 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 :]

𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗶 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘆 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗲

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

Akira Kurusu

He came with you to soundcheck for a show you were putting on later that day

You were performing at a small club- nothing too fancy but you had sold out in 12 hours soo…

He had known about you being famous for a while

And he had known about your beautiful voice for much longer than that

But it’s completely different seeing you in your natural element

He just can’t stop staring as you work with the tech and audio crew to adjust things

You look so calm and smart and just so pretty as you’re tweaking things to your liking

Watching you talk so confidently when you need something changed and listening to you sing the most complicated parts from the songs off of your setlist

He’s seriously just in awe of the fact that it looks like you were born for this

And he’s extremely ready to give a hug and a kiss and a compliment or two as soon as you get off stage to take a break before you show <3

Goro Akechi

You’re both so busy that you guys barely have time to visit each other

And you figured that he would use his rare day off from work to rest at home but nope!

He wanted to watch you record the vocals for your newest song today :}

Goro feels extremely out of place when as he watches you work with producers and other musicians while they spit out music terms and critique your technique

But he can’t help but feel this odd sense of calmness and amazement as he hears the song’s vocals slowly come together

The experience is calm because your voice always had that type of effect on him

No matter what you were singing, he just knew it was going to be beautiful

But watching as you worked shopped each part with and experimented to find what was right made him realize just how complicated the process of making music truly is

When you finally get out of the recording booth for a quick break, he’s there to wrap his arms around you and to praise you to heaven and back

Seriously he just feels so lucky to be with someone so dedicated and talented and hardworking(real recognizes real)

Ann Takamaki

This was one of Ann’s first times at one of your songwriting sessions

You’re both relatively busy but you always wanted Ann to sit in one of these sessions because you valued her input and she’s 10000% your biggest supporter

Also, she’s bilingual and you’re going to take advantage of her smarts to make a banger song

But for Ann, it’s just such a cool experience to be a part of

Watching you work with your songwriters as you guys start laying the foundations of a new song is unforgettable for her

As a model, there are moments where poses and technique become like second nature to Ann and she and her photographer feel like they’re working as one

It’s the exact same feeling as watching you work

It’s just so inspiring to see you turn her one-word suggestion into a catchy hook as someone else starts playing chords on the piano to get a feel for what you guys want

Plus it helps that you’re giving Ann as much praise as possible for sparking ideas when it’s really you who Ann thinks deserves all the praise

But don’t worry!! Ann will make sure you know how proud she is of you as soon as you both get home and she can hug you for hours and hours and hours on end <3

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allovertheplace-writing · 1 year

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Persona 5

Character(s): Ann

Genre: Fluff

Type: Oneshot

Description: Getting ready for Halloween with your best friend can sometimes take an unexpected turn

Warning(s): WLW & NBLW, Reader is Female and Non-Binary(Pronouns are Not Mentioned Though), Reader Wears Makeup, 2k Words

I'm so happy I finished this writing dkfnsk I love it sm and now I can finally share it! Very much am gay for Ann, I literally have to romance her every playthrough no matter what-

This is made for Lumii's collab event on @leblancc btw!

The air became crisp the later it got, settling upon your nose in a ticklish way - daring you to sneeze ungraciously. Yet the sensation always managed to leave right as you nestled your face into your elbow.

"I can close the window?" Ann's shoulders shook as she contained a laugh, her voice dancing in a playful tone. She tugged her tights over her knees while she awaited your response, her soft hair falling over her shoulder when she leaned forward. "I'd appreciate that." You moved your eyes to the candles she lit earlier as she stood, allowing her privacy while she shimmied the opaque fabric to her waist. "Thanks, Ann." A hum lifted from her throat when she passed by, only responding once she had her hands on the rail, "Of course-" A grunt slipped past her lips as she pushed the window to a close, "I don't wanna have to bring you snacks when you get sick." A laugh bubbled from your throat, "Last I checked, you were the one to get sick~" Giggling into a light scoff, she latches the lock and spins to gaze at you, "That's because I gave you my umbrella!" You couldn't help but bite your lip in an attempt to hide your amusement. Her eyes seemed to shine as she watched you fidget with the strained giggles, a soft sigh leaving her when her back hit the casing of the window. It was a few moments before you noticed that her eyes were on you and, as you caught your breath, it was almost like she hadn't been looking at you at all - pushing off the window to move to her drawers.

"So, are we going full on face paint or heavy makeup?" Pursing your lips, you give yourself a second to think about it. "Um...probably just heavy makeup? Just with glitter on the eyes and stuff." Her nose scrunched, "You remembered the glitter?" You leaned back in her black chair, lifting a hand to your collarbone, "Why, of course!" You earned a few scoffed chuckles with your extravagance. Ann pulled a few boxes from the plastic dresser, one large, one medium, and one small. "The tiny container has all my lashes. I have traditional glue on ones and ones that are magnetic with eyeliner!" You observed as she approached her standing mirror, coming to a stand beside you before lowering herself to the floor. When she was done she shifted the boxes in her arms and brought them to floor between your chair and the mirror. "Could you help me with my makeup?"

"Yeah! I'll do mine real quick and then I'll help with yours." Ann beamed, popping open the lid on the large box. It was filled with a plethora of eyeshadow pallets, blush pans, and eyeliner. Each of them varied in color, from vibrant to more natural shades. You couldn't help but notice she lacked foundation. "My skin breaks out when I use foundation so I stopped buying it a while ago." She opened the medium box next whilst explaining, pulling concealer from a section of lip gloss and lipsticks. There was barely anything else in it, just two sticks of mascara and two eyelash curlers. "You can do whatever you know how to, by the way." She titled her head, showing her smile before gesturing to her containers, "Reach in and grab whatever!"

You went for the unused mascara and curler once Ann grabbed everything she needed. The cold surfaces sent a jolt through your fingers when you touched them, but you paid it no mind. It was October, everything was freezing - poor makeup. Glancing at your friend, you couldn't help but watch as she dotted concealer beneath her eyes. She brought a finger to one side, swiping and spreading the liquid over what little circles she had before doing the same on the other side. It evened out her skin tone, hiding the little imperfection for anyone who looked for it. Though you wouldn't call anything about Ann imperfect, she was just...amazing. And she thought you were too, so hey.

You contemplated the curler before grabbing one of Ann's handheld mirrors. Finally, you raised the metal contraption to your lashes, carefully positioning them between the clamps. With a gentle pinch, you hold the cool metal in place for a few seconds, taking the tube of mascara in your free hand. You placed it between your knees and twisted the cap until it came off. A few moments later, you released your lashes from the curler and brought the mascara wand to them, coating them in black. You repeated your actions on the other eye while Ann applied pink eyeshadow. It was a vibrant shimmer, leaning more towards red than actual pink. Her hand was shaky when she applied pressure, though it didn't hinder her movements. With a shift you set the mirror on your lap, handing off the mascara and curler to her when she finished. "Oops, I'm kinda in the way of the boxes, aren't I?" Her laugh was soft, breathy, and her fingers were warm against your skin when she took the makeup from your hands. "A little, but that's okay."

It was a few more minutes until Ann finished up, the glitter giving her far more grief than intended, but she had turned on some music to fill the air. Her playlist was always lovely to listen to, going from pop to rnb - she even had some alternative tracks here and there. It was hard to get tired of it when there was so much variety, she updated it often too. "Annnd...done!" Her voice almost sung the words, cheery and angelically pitched. She scooted back a little, pulling the boxes with her, "Do you wanna do lashes?" Humming, you cross your ankles, "Can we do magnetic ones?" Clapping her hands together, she beams, "Yeah! It's so nice 'cause we can get eyeliner done too." She rummaged through her lash bin, finding ones that were magnetic and not too heavy. A small 'woo' left her once she found the eyeliner that came with the lashes, raising it in victory wave before shuffling between your legs on her knees. She uncapped the eyeliner and leaned up to reach your face, "Try to stay still, okay?" You unhooked your ankles to allow her closer, humming once again. Her right hand was slow to rest on your cheekbone, her left coming to hold your jaw with a firm grip. The ink was cool against your lid, but it glided across as if your skin was glass. That was no doubt because of Ann knowing what she was doing, having done her own makeup on shoots, though it was no less impressive. She ended it in a small wing and filled it in slightly before moving onto your other eye. "You're doing great for someone who doesn't do makeup." It was a little tease, the lift in her tone obvious. "I've tried it out a little, dummy." She hummed, "Mhm, mhm- maybe we should practice more so you can try out some looks." The lashes were a bit of a pain, tickling your skin and stabbing your eyelid ever so slightly, but once she was done, they were perfect.

Soon there after, she gave glitter another go, tapping glue on your dolled up lid and carefully placing the sparkly chunks onto it before it dried. And even though she was rushing, she only got one speck on your lashes. "No. More. Glitter." Giggling, you nod and match her tone, "Never again." She gave a laugh as she tucked the glitter and glue away, "So! You want gloss or classic lipstick?" She was going to apply lipstick? "You know I can do that myself, right?" There was a little hum she sang behind her lips before she properly replied, "Yeah, I just want to - it's not often I get to do your makeup, you grouch." She threw you a wink while she dug out a few glosses and lipsticks. "Pfft, I'll take gloss, thanks." You watched as she placed the lipsticks back, her fingers shifting to fit each one into the little cubby. Surprisingly, she had way more glosses - though she does sport a pink one normally so maybe it wasn't that shocking. There were some shimmer and matte glosses, but she also had a few glitter ones. "Yes! I still have it!" Your eyes found hers at her exclamation. "I was looking for one that matched the glitter on your eyes and thankfully~ I kept it even though I didn't like it..!" Her hands clapped together as an ad began playing, "This is gonna look perfect, (Y/n)!"

She came close again, nestling herself against your thighs. "I don't doubt that when you're the one doing it." You couldn't help but laugh when she slapped your arm, loving the way her eyes softened. "Pshh, come here-" Her hand was warm as it came to rest on your jaw. She tucked her bottom between her teeth when she placed the applicator against your lips, focusing harder than she needed to. There was a slight twitch of your lips, the start of a smile, when she slipped. Red had painted your chin, the gloss feeling a little gooey now that it was off your lips, but all you could focus on was her huffs of feigned annoyance. "Why are your clothes so slippery!" A gasp jumped from your throat when she pinched the skin on your cheek, flinching despite your hearty laugh. "I thought we agreed to wear non-slip clothing." You rose your brow, "When?" There were a few moments of silence before she tore her gaze to the side. "...it was a silent agreement." The curl of her lips was more than just endearing to you, even as you both laughed all that came to mind was her little quirks and mannerisms and how cute they were. How she'd grip her jacket when she tried to hide her laugh and how she always bounced at the mention of yummy sweets...she was authentically herself even when things got tough too.

You leaned forward slightly, halting when her eyes met your own. Her eyes flicked down quickly when you began talking. "I'll remember to give you mercy next time." Your chest felt tight as you breathed, "Slippery clothing shall be gone!" A smile danced upon your lips and soon one came to rest on hers. "As it should be!" She squinted at you before softly laughing. "...Ann?" Her eyes flicked down again, but they still met your own. Somehow, that made it harder to breathe. "...yeah?" She spoke delicately, her voice almost too quiet to hear over the music. "Can I..." You pressed your lips together before pinching your bottom lip between your teeth, glancing away. She leaned forward a little. You didn't know if she meant to or not. "Can I kiss you?" Her response was immediate. "Yeah.." It didn't take much to connect your lips, but it hadn't lasted long. "Your hands are freezing!" Ann had pulled back like she was dunked with a bucket of water when your hands cupped her cheeks. "Annn.." A whine left you as you pouted just slightly. "Seriously, how can someone be this cold?" She took your hands in hers and raised them to her face. Her lips pressed to your hands before she could think better of it. "Oh, I forgot I was wearing- wait, I wasn't wearing lip gloss.." It was difficult to burying your laughter. "It's mine, Ann." Her face was graced by a soft red, looking a little pink with her complexion. "Ah." She let her body slink to the ground and her head came to rest on your thigh. "I love you.." You said it softly. "I wove you toh." A laugh jumped from your chest, her voice having been muffled. She laughed too, lifting her head to peer up at you.

Despite the mishaps, you knew Halloween was going to be great. Especially with Ann's hand in your own.

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