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❝ poltergeist report: 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍: Why is it that when Fuuka finally gets some free time and tries to attempt to socialize with the outside world, it seems that people who hate the Kirijo group and/or the Shadow Operatives always find her? She was even just about to buy herself a new summer dress!
Fuuka could see that the people in black suits, sticking out like sore thumbs, were trying to find her. She hid in the middle of a clothing rack, feeling her heart pounding madly. She didn’t have an escape plan…and it didn’t help her palms were sweating so she could not hold her phone and message any of her friends. | client: @tacitusauxilium | 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.
Just as he thought, the rumors that surrounded this mall being haunted was nothing but bullshit stories. Ugh, he knew this kind of life would bring him to a lot of dead ends. “Oh well, guess I can at least appreciate that no one really got hurt or kidnapped.” Yusuke spoke under his breath, figured since he was here he might as well leave the female section where the 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩 was rumored to be felt, and after exploring for ten minutes he could confirm it was all a hoax until someone at the very least comes up with physical eviden- “Huh..Fuuka?”
Yusuke called out to her in shock, this really WAS a 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. Slowly Yusuke strolls forward until he stopped right beside her, both his hands casually in his pockets and by 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗠 he could see that she seems rather troubled.
━━ ❝ 𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬..𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫? ❞
His words were casual but there was still some curiosity in his tone. “You look like the popular girls took your clothes and yer trapped in the locker room in just your bra and panties.” Maybe he could have been a little subtle but she definitely looked trouble, doing his own investigation is when he saw taller men in black suits. Yakuza? A gang maybe?? “Oooh, are they your problem? What’d you do, stand up their sons ‘r somethin’?”
#❛ mail ━━ when i rush make your butt pucker the fuck up.#tacitusauxilium#he's going to think this girl is a trouble magnet
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For Kanji (take two lol): "You know I can hear you, right?"
@tacitusauxilium The Team is Their Family {Open}
The comment broke Kanji out of his thoughts and into a nervous sweat. Had he been mumbling all his thoughts out loud...?
"Wha- Wait! That wasn't about you or nothing weird! I.. I was talkin' about the puppy. Er, the dog! It's not weird to call a dog cute, they just are!" He immediately threw himself into a loud, defensive, flustered ramble, sweeping his arm to point toward a photo of Koromaru.
#tacitusauxilium#Myriad Truths ;; P4 Kanji Tatsumi#thanks for the chat hope this is good now 3XD#first time writing him anywhere so it might be a little generic lol
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@tacitusauxilium sent: grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving
It’s a conversation that he feels isn’t any of her business. A question she asked in regards to the medication that was killing his body. How she found out was one thing—he could make many guesses on that front, and he knew which one would have been right—but that wasn’t the problem right now. No, the problem was her stubborn behavior—one that had rivaled the Hierophant’s own. She just couldn’t let it go, could she? Accept his answer of ‘it’s none of your business’ and let them move on with their lives.
No. Accepting an answer like that wasn’t like her.
“I told you. It’s none of your business.” Shinjiro repeats his words anyway, dark gaze flickering to the smaller fingers wrapped around his wrist, brows knitted together in the middle before he brings his gaze to look at her, reading her expression, trying to understand that why to her, this was so important. He knew what he was doing by keeping Castor at bay, and though he had agreed to help them now and stop the suppressants at this time, that didn’t mean that the effects of what he took previously had stopped attacking his body.
No, Shinjiro would die, eventually. That was the undeniable truth, and the last thing he needed was her pity.
“You want an answer?” A huff leaves him, voice low—bitter. Nothing out of the usual as he rips his wrist from her grasp with relative ease. “Don’t you think I know the risk?” A question to mirror her own as to why he never told her. As to why his skin got paler as days went by, as his body temperature continued to drop. As the coughing got worse.
“I’m going to die. I’ve accepted that. You should accept it yourself.”
#tacitusauxilium#the moonlit hierophant. —| in character.#Tw drug mention#tw death mention#hii kiki :))
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@tacitusauxilium said: “Sanada-senpai? I wanted to MEAT with you and see if you have any free time today?” Fuuka grinned, knowing full well that someone gave her a pick up line to try on Akihiko. And she was going to take that secret to the grave. Hopefully she won’t blab on who it was. ;)
Unprompted | Always accepting
"...Meet? Well, here I am. I don't see why you-- oh. You made a pun, didn't you?" He should have seen that coming, given the grin on her face. "Who taught you that? Don't tell me you've been reading Iori's magazines..." A jest in his part with a bit of a smile. He wasn't upset at all, if anything, he was a little amused by the navigator's attempt at grabbing his attention. "Anyway, what's up? Seen any punks around that need to be taught a lesson?" He's faced a fair share of them with their leader.
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@tacitusauxilium has came for a visit.
All of Nobu’s other patients had been checked upon. Their conditions were a lot less unusual to the majority of the hospital staff. Just accidents and the like. Was a simple matter of addressing their personal allergies and current medications to estimate for interactions of any medications to treat their current condition.
His last patient was Shinjiro Aragaki. While to most, his situation was a simple gunshot wound, which he was lucky to have survived, the doctor knew of the more unusual aspect of his condition. A Persona user, one that has come to him for his drug specifically suited to keeping a Persona from attacking their user. Though that drug was kept off the medical records.
With his wound healed, he had been revived from the medically induced coma, but he had been nothing but pain since then. He was constantly fighting off the medical staff trying to get out.
Well, let’s get today’s headache over with. Grabbing Shinjiro’s medical records he would start toward his room. Upon arriving as he was starting to open the door, he felt a presence near by. “Did you come here to visit Shinjiro?” Though he didn’t look like it, he was somewhat hopeful that the answer was a yes and that the visitor might be able to calm down Shinjiro.
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@tacitusauxilium asked: "Karin--thank goodness! You are the EXACT person I am looking for!" Fuuka looked relieved. "I need you to help me with a huge favor. And I promise to make it worth the hassle!"
❝M-me?❞
Surprise cracks her voice, eyes wide and brows furrowed, overly flustered for what seems to be an innocent request. Had she been searching for her? The idea of an elder thinking specifically of her, even if it was for the sake of a solution to a problem, admittedly embarrassed the small Magician. Perhaps the feeling of being needed heightened that sudden shock. Not looking to be seen through or ridiculed for her reaction, she clears her throat, pretending as though her heart didn't just leap into her throat for a solid moment.
❝… A favor?❞ Through a breath, her tension relaxes, a hand brushing aside stray strands that cascade over her shoulder. ❝Alright, alright. What do you need, Senpai?❞
#tacitusauxilium#IC ≫ ( throw down! )#ASKS ≫ ( message received! )#[ she tries very hard to hide the fact that she appreciates feeling needed but she's awful at it#i'm so sorry about her ghfjkgs ]
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@tacitusauxilium || S.E.E.S verse : Persona 3 !
✞ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ❝ I'm afraid not, Fuuka. I cannot let you harm them, they're my responsibility. Its as simple as that.❞ Do you think he doesn't get it? That if just one thing was different he might have been where she is now? After everything Kirijo's put him through, apathy clawed at his ribs every night, his mind was a tightrope, always feeling inches from tossing up his hands and falling into apathy. It felt so easy, to just stop caring, the cold and dark like second nature. He could swear he hears his treacherous persona calling him into sleep. And he nearly did sleep at last.. But still being here is not his fault-- it's these insufferable SEES children. They're getting under his skin, always giving him something to do-- a purpose. Fine. Then he won't fail.
❝ I do not wish to fight you child, back down. Come with us and abandon all this. Nobody has to know the harm you've done-- it makes no difference to me! ❞
#(( hhhh I can already feel this being tense lmao-- ))#tacitusauxilium#✯ ✧ ✧ i.c. ☾ ✞ ☽#✯ ✧ ✧ closed. ☾ ✞ ☽#✯ ✧ ✧ S.E.E.S. verse. ☾ ✞ ☽
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for Akihiko :: [ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it
His phone beeped with a new message but he was just out of the ring and didn't notice it until he came to fetch his towel. "Hm? A message?" pressing to open his phone, the name of the sender made him take a moment to process a couple of reasons why Yamagishi would send him a message. Was there a meeting and he didn't know? Mitsuru would've told him in class or sent him a text herself. Either way, he wouldn't know what is the text about if he didn't open it, right?
"Let's see ... Huh?"
First, an image loaded then her text followed.
"What's this?" his eyebrow arched in confusion.
The text reads that she saw this in one of the claw machines in the mall and it reminded her of him so she took a picture to show him. He could come to the mall and see it for himself if he had time. Junpei and the others are trying to get it but no one is getting lucky.
"Heh, it is kind of cute." a chuckle followed up. He quickly tapped on his phone sending a message back..
[text: coming]
[text: tell junpei to stop wasting his money on getting it.]
He places his phone back into his bag but then something hits him. "Huh...they managed to get her out of the dorm huh." good for her.
prompts for ordinary things that feel intimate || accepting || @tacitusauxilium
[ SEE ] sender sees something that reminds them of
#ic.| akihiko#tacitusauxilium#[listen. teddy bear with gloves. was the first thing popped in my mind XDDDD
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When Fuuka tried to recall any information about the members of the Investigation group in Inaba, she realized she had the least information when it came to Naoto. Granted, she understood that the detective had her own stuff to focus on besides her friends. And knowing full well that having someone else to confide in did make the time living in the dorm and currently by herself was something she had experience with.
And Fuuka truly appreciated Naoto talking to her, no matter how cut and dry her conversation and sentences were to Fuuka. “That would be nice–I have a lot of patience, so I’ll be a text or phone call away when you need someone to talk to. Albeit, a new point of view for something that is troubling you.” Fuuka smiled, putting her hands together in a small clap. “I’ll keep the look out for some broken headphones to help teach you when you have the free time.”
Then again, Fuuka wondered if she would have the free time–she quickly pushed those thoughts out of her mind. She wasn’t that busy, but the thought of Naoto scheduling time with her and then something randomly popping up made her anxious. She always put her friends before anything else. Fuuka moved her hands to her chest, to calm her mind and heart.
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This felt like another end to the conversation and another cause for reflection. Maybe there was sort of something wrong with Naoto if she couldn’t figure out a way to keep going, but Yamagishi’s goodwill today was most likely drained by now. Pressing further seemed like a bad decision, or that was what she thought.
There wasn’t anything troubling her, no materials for Yamagishi to demonstrate. Already, she felt her mind wandering elsewhere, scrambling to think of other things that didn’t involve setting up a date to meet up. Offers to eat were the only thing in mind, but all the places to eat nearby were fast food, making it feel cheap. A restaurant was supposed to be for someone special and Naoto certainly wasn’t that. In fact, there was the chance Yamagishi didn't want to eat.
Or she was overthinking the whole thing.
“We can discuss a date to meet. I keep the promises I make, showing up for planned meetings is one of them. ...So, when are you available?”
@tacitusauxilium, continued from here
#tacitusauxilium#v: Seeker of Truth#(I hope you don't mind me moving this to beta to finish the last few things of this thread)
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♡
Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours / @tacitusauxilium - accepting.
●●●○○ | ATTRACTION
●●●●○ | AFFECTION
●●●○○ | INTEREST
●●●●○ | LOYALTY
●●●●● | TRUST
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
"Yamagishi is good. She's kind and has a good heart. She's cute."
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Voices from Beyond
There was an individual who found themselves stuck in the realm of the living despite having died, their spirit refusing for whatever reason to go to the afterlife, whatever that would be anyways. This person wandered around and was trying to figure out what was preventing them from moving on. In this case, it was none other than former esteemed researcher and cognitive psientist Isshiki Wakaba. She had been killed in order for her research to be stolen and used for nefarious purposes, and now was stuck as a cognitive ghost.
At first, she was unable to recall much aside from her name and the fact that she was apparently dead. But overtime she was able to remember a bunch more, and was looking over Futaba as her poor daughter was hating herself. She had watched her daughter cry and accuse herself of what had happened, and while she still didn’t know for sure what had caused her death, she knew for a fact that it wasn’t Futaba’s fault, and wanted nothing more than to assure her that wasn’t the case.
However, over time it seemed that Futaba received the help that she so desperately needed and now was surrounded by friends. Something that she remembered wasn’t really the case when she was a kid. It would bring a tear to her eyes if she was still capable of crying. She thought that maybe this was the reason why she was still around; to see her daughter get better. However, despite that, the afterlife didn’t call for her. And now she was hanging around the cafe, as Futaba was waiting for someone.
“Yamagishi-san said she’d be around soon. Hopefully she brought her laptop with her.” Futaba felt a little chill in the air, the chill coming from Wakaba’s spirit cooling the air around her unintentionally. She just took that as feeling a sudden bit of cold air from the door or just a random cold chill. The familiar ringing from the door would be heard and Futaba’s attention was immediately fixated on that. There she was. She just waved and motioned for the older woman to sit down at the booth with her, pointing at her laptop and other stuff she brought. It was gaming time.
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#Musing#The Oracle Navi (Futaba Sakura IC)#Guest Character: Wakaba Isshiki#Cognitive Researcher (Wakaba Isshiki IC)#Cognitive Spirit (During/Post Persona 5)#A Hacker Strikes at any Time (Persona 5/Royal/Strikers)#tacitusauxilium#//hope this is fine :P#We talked about this idea a little bit ago and I wanted to get it going
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❝ poltergeist report: 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 | client: @tacitusauxilium | 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽: "Oh no. ...did I go down a wrong path?" Fuuka wondered to herself as she was re-reading the directions once more. She groaned and face-palmed. "I think that H is hospital, not H as in hotel. ...I am on the wrong side of the city then." She turned around and began to walk out of the alleyway until someone came around the corner and tried to steal her bag, a present for someone she was on her way to go see. "N-no! Let go, please!" | 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.
Today was supposed to be just a 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁 day but it seems the fates had something completely different in store for him, instead of simply going through the day without any given event Yusuke’s ears caught the sound of someone distressed. So quickly he pushes himself forward into the alley to spot a girl struggling to keep her item from being stolen by not one but two goons.
━━ ❝ 𝐓𝐜𝐡, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧. ❞
Yusuke quickly took off his jacket and sprung into action, he wasted no time and delivered violent justice towards the two that were giving her misery, a punch towards one of them and a kick towards the other. Both flew in different directions but were in fear of his monstrous strength all the same and scrambles away from the area. Yusuke’s eyes caught the bag that was now on the floor after the scuffle as he hands it to her. “Here ya go Princess, though I’d try t’ stay out of sketchy alleys from here on out.”
#❛ mail ━━ when i rush make your butt pucker the fuck up.#tacitusauxilium#lol good on you to put Yusuke in a situation where he shines#violence XD
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💋 (a return platonic kiss? lol)
first five to send 💋 get a lil smoochie smooch // @tacitusauxilium
" Hmm ? " Chidori peeked over at Fuuka to see a frown on her face. It seemed like maybe she wasn't feeling so good lately. While she wasn't the best at comforting people somehow seeing Fuuka look so down made her want to try.
After all if it hadn't been for her fellow navigator she probably wouldn't have been able to open up to Junpei. She'd still be out on the streets trailing behind Takaya and Jin while running away from her feelings.
How was it that Junpei always managed to cheer her up? She was no good at silly voices or jokes. Unless it was dry humor.
Standing up she walked over to Fuuka and stood in front of her to wrap her arms around the other females tiny frame. Ever so gently she placed her lips to her forehead and stroked her hair in a calming and slow pace. " I don't know what's troubling you but you can lean on me. "
#━✿you talk too much; asks#tacitusauxilium#━✿a brand new start; sees au#internally chidori is like: i'm gonna kill whoever made her sad
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Her bully senses are tingling...
"Alright, who's being mean around here? And do I need to grab the ban hammer!?"
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Continued from here!
"Yep! Everything is a-okay here! I can't give one of my bestest friends a big hug? Especially since it's been a little bit since we've seen each other?" Kotone responded with a small chuckle escaping her lips. Thankfully she was in a pretty good mood today all things considered. It wasn't going to last long though so she might as well keep up her good mood whilst it lasted. She didn't have to fake it or hide it or anything. "How've you been? Good, I presume."
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#test muse: kotone shiomi#rp#tacitusauxilium#she's just a test muse for now but#I think I can rp as her
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Nobu's Persona Potential
Will be under the cut.
Honorably mentioned: @tvstarkuma and @tacitusauxilium
Nobu's potential to have a persona varies with his verse.
All Persona 3 games-Nobu will not have the potential.
All Persona 4 games-Nobu will have the potential. Full details about him would be through "Unwanted Attention" HC P3/P4/P4U story.
All Persona 5 games-Nobu will have the potential. Full details would be through "Concern or Consideration" HC P3/P5 story.
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