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skrrtscree · 1 year

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I like angst and hurt especially with my favourite ships so now it's everyone else's problem - tis the season after all eheh

[[CW: mentions of blood and death, brief mention of wanting to disassociate (but it doesn't go too in depth)]]

It only takes a few weeks for Minato to fall for Ryoji, and he falls he falls HARD. Like stereotypical highschool crush stuff that everyone knows minato likes ryoji like it's common knowledge (most people even think they're actually dating) - well, everyone except Minato and Ryoji know. Whenever Yukari says something about it minato will act aloof not knowing what she's talking about, as if his face doesn't light up oh so slightly whenever Ryoji enters a room or looks his way, as if he's not spending most of his days around them doing whatever and listens so intently and every word that comes out of their mouth.

It takes him a while to even fully process these feelings - he'll catch himself drawing little doodles of his friend on his page instead of taking notes like he should be, he fixated on little details on Ryojis face that he's never seen before stopping himself and pulling away (he was never good at eye contact but it came easy with them, he couldn't look away from those eyes). Then he starts dreaming about him during class and he's not sure how to react to it, he can't really cause then Ryoji comes up to him and drags him somewhere else and distracts him like they always do and he puts it on the back burner for later.

But it was one night after Ryoji left the dorm, about an hour stray of midnight, he's looking for the window watching them walk out of sight when Junpei makes some remark about the two like he always does, does it all click for him - oh shit, I like them. But he's not that worried about it, at least not yet, he feels - happy? Happier than he's felt in weeks, months - maybe years. How could a guy he only met a few weeks ago do that to him? He looks at the moon, noting that it's a full moon tonight but instead of the usual dread of uncertainty he was expecting, he felt something akin to hope..

Of course things can't be that simple for Minato, nothing really is... of course the first guy he ever falls for turns out to a monster of death, one monster who just so happens to be the whole reason Itsukui made them fight in the first place.

Aigis' warnings ring true and now here they were, Ryoji begging minato to kill him, to forget about everything that's happened, to forget everything he fought for, to forget them, to live the last few months they have in peace before it all comes to an abrupt end.

He thought about it, dreamt about it even, of his hands and sword covered in blood, impaled through their chest...

He hated those dreams. Minato always woke up afterwards struggling to breathe, he'd jump out of bed and rush to the sink in the corner to just wash his hands even if he knew it was just a dream and there was really no blood shed, he still felt dirty. he couldn't look at himself in the mirror or he'd just see their face staring back instead, blank eyes with that stupid fucking smile...

He feels like he should blame Ryoji for ruining his life, for clinging onto him and poisoning anything good he ever had. Ge thinks he should also be blaming aigis as well, they were the reason why death existed in him in the first place.. but he can't bring himself to do that because he knows that they didn't have any choice, Aigis was just following their program and Ryoji was well... not the Ryoji he knew, not yet at least, they were just concepts who couldn't think for themselves.. far different from the aigis and ryoji he'd come to know now...

In the end he couldn't do it, he knew deep down he couldn't but he was still attempted to. He had the switchblade up to their throat but they didn't even react. He looked into those eyes he adored so much and didn't see a thing behind them. Ryoji kept wearing that smile but the warmness it once had was gone and it just felt hollow. But that wasn't the worst part, that was when they told him that he felt happy, truly happy, and he just couldn't accept that. Minato was shaking, he was terrified and Ryoji knew it, of course they did and he didnt want to hear anything else Ryoji was saying, he couldn't take it. Even staring down the beast that had haunted his nightmares for a decade couldn't make him budge. Minato knows he said something to them that was enough to get them to give up on convincing him but it wasn't enough for him.

He wants to blank out so badly but he can't. He hasn't been able to blank out at all this past month. No matter what he did he just couldn't escape reality anymore, not when the question of it was always in the back of everyones minds, himself included.

During the whole conversation downstairs he was aware of everything that was happening, how Ryoji talked about climbing up Tartarus and defeating Nyx like it was an impossible task and like they were stupid for trying, how Junpei tapped his foot like a nervous tick, how Yukari took glances at him whenever she thought he wouldn't notice, how he could hear the whirring of cogs inside Aigis (he swears that it's not always that loud), how he was fucking shivering and not because of the temperature in the dorm or how his shoes needed to be polished or how he was trying with all his might not to fall apart right now.

He could hear footsteps, Ryojis footsteps, as they advanced toward the front door and he finally looked up not wanting forget what they looked like. Ryoji stopped before he walked out, turning their head and locking eyes with him and suddenly it was like they were the only ones in the room and he feels like he's gonna choke. He wants to say something, anything, but the words are all clogged up in his throat. Ryoji, for their part, still has the same smile on their face as they deliver the worst lines Minato has heard all night.

They just said farewell. And just like that Ryoji was gone, having said everything they had wanted. But Minato hadn't.

He wants to tell them how much they really mean to him, how much he didn't want to lose them forever, how they were the first person in ages who made him feel whole, how they filled a hole in his heart that not even SEES, who he saw as his family, could fill and-

It hit him all at once how much he loves Ryoji, how he's only properly knew this guy for a few weeks but was so sure that he wanted to be with them for the rest of his days. Was it werid that he was in love with Death itself? Was he crazy for loving someone that existed inside him for so long? He didn't care, he didn't care if they were a monster, he didn't care if they were trying to put on a front to get him to hate them because it didn't work and it didn't matter anymore.

The horrible truth was that he was in love with Ryoji Mochizuki and there was nothing he could do about it.

He was in love with Ryoji and Ryoji couldn't feel anything back for him, even if they wanted to.

They never could feel anything.

And any emotional restrain Minato had left tonight was gone the moment the world fell under that dark green hue, a sick reminder that the best thing that had ever happened was gone and was never coming back.

Yeah so I was debating whether or not Minato was gonna confess and just get 😐 as an answer or just never confess and go to his grave with that regret. Both are pretty depressing but I think i settled with the best of both worlds.

#DAMN DID I WRITE ALL THAT??#this ended up being alot longer than i expected sorry lol #persona #persona 3 #p3 #minato arisato #makoto yuki #ryoji mochizuki #ryomina #persona 3 protagonist #minaryoji #persona 3 fanfiction #persona fanfiction #sort of #me when unrequited love 😈

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alexandrite-dragoness · 1 year

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P3 Gekkoukan!Strega AU: Preventing One's Doom (Part 1 of 2)

Taking place in 2005 in my timeline! (So Takaya is 15, Jin's 13 and Chidori's 11 in this one, more-or-less)

I've been on and off writing this one regarding how Jin would awaken to Moros in my AU :V tho for this one it's gonna be a 'before' sequence, while part 2 (which I haven't written yet) will be an 'after' event, cuz I kindaaaa don't really have a thorough idea how things would turn out, unlike how I had things planned with Takaya's awakening arc. But at the same time?? I think this would explain itself rather well. I'm just glad I'm getting some of this done, honestly. After that I'll get around to working on Chidori's, which would be more thorough than this one for sure.

Fandom: Persona 3 | Characters: Jin, Chidori, Takaya, Ikutsuki | Word Count: 3,658 | Relationships: Jin-Chidori (brother-sister), Jin-Takaya (brothers; brief)

It's late at night, and Ikutsuki is trying to get home as soon as possible as he drives down the road to his house. It's dark out, and as much as he wants to race home and get some sleep, he'd rather be careful at this time of night. He always gets home before the Dark Hour would arise, otherwise he would be stuck in the middle of the road and in potential danger, leaving his children at home worried sick. That's the last thing he would want to be in, situation-wise. With the children at home safe from any potential danger themselves, at least he knows they'll be just fine in case anything happens during that time. Regardless, he always tries whatever possible to get home at a reasonable time after pulling overtime like this.

He finally makes it to his parking garage, turning off the car and getting out to head inside. He's tired, and yet he wastes no time walking to the door and unlocking it before getting inside the house. He hopes to finally relax, get himself some shut eye, but first— check on his sons and daughter to see how they're doing. Of course, he may not want to disturb them if they're already in bed. As they should be.

Today happens to be one of those days that they aren't, however. By the time he comes into the house and ruffles his coat, he can see the kitchen lights are on. Curious, he slowly walks over to see who's occupying the space, hearing two different voices coming from the area.

“C'mon Jin, hurry up already…!” A teenager with an almost-deep voice rushes the younger one as they're trying to get something in the kitchen. His hair is only shoulder-length and yet very messy, like he hasn’t brushed it in days.

“I'm trying, I'm trying!” The younger teen exclaims with a more pitchy voice, showing to be in the midst of puberty as is. His hair displays a side fringe type of style, with somewhat unkempt bangs that are brow-skimming above his eyes. “Ugh, dammit I can't reach it.”

“That's because you're too short. Here, just move out of the way!” He retorts with a tease, angering the younger brother.

“No, you!”

“Just move it already!”

“Stop it!”

The two bicker with hushed voices like if trying not to disturb anyone nearby, unaware that their father came home already. Ikutsuki then manages to peek around the corner to see the commotion going on. He then spots his two sons, one trying to push and climb up on the other, reaching high up with a chair as their stool to get whatever they're looking for in the cabinets. While he gasps at the potential danger they're putting themselves in, he also can't help but be incredibly upset just knowing how late it is. They should be tucked in bed while getting their sleep for school tomorrow. But instead, they're causing mischief as if their father would have no idea.

Ikutsuki however decided to break his silence. “And just what you think you two are doing!?”

The sudden question spooked the two kids as the one on top almost lost his balance. If they were anymore careless he would've landed on the kitchen floor by now. Jin just cursed under his breath. “Shit, you scared us…!”

“Oh, hey pops…!” Takaya awkwardly greeted their father with a forced smile. It quickly fades away, however, given Ikutsuki doesn't look so pleased in return. “I swear, this is not what it looks like.”

The Chairman then slowly crosses his arms in doubt, with a raised brow and a scowl. “Oh sure it isn't. Then what exactly does it look like? Hm? You know it's way past your bedtime.”

While the boys try to explain themselves, the father then taps his foot hoping this better be good. Just what were they up to, exactly? Looking for snacks? In the medicine cabinet? Surely they're smarter than that.

“Look, you see father—!” Takaya starts before being cut off by Ikutsuki at the same time.

“Now I don't want any excuses!” The man shook his head before snapping his fingers and pointing towards the staircase. He's really tired right now, and doesn't want to deal with this at the moment. “C'mon, get down from there! We'll discuss this in the morning.”

“But pops—!”

“And no ‘buts’ about it.”

It's back and forth between Takaya and Ikutsuki as it can turn into an argument. Before things can heat up within the conversation, or until they leave the kitchen, Jin comes in to break off that communication to get their real reason in.

“But Chidori’s sick!”

“... Sick?” Ikutsuki surely didn't expect to hear that.

It's hard to tell whether or not he should believe him, given the first thing he sees coming home is them shuffling through the cabinets in search of something. But, he's all ears…

Jin nods, giving his honesty. “She hasn't been feeling too well lately, so we were trying to find some medicine for her. You know the brand of the one we used?”

“I uh…” Ikutsuki ponders on that for a moment. “I think it was something like 'Pine Eve'… but I don't think we have any more. But: There should be some winter radishes in the fridge! We can use that to make our own cold medicine.”

He smiles and therefore opens the fridge to look for it. “Surely I made it for you kids before! Just that with a bit of honey and… oh no...”

Unfortunately he can't find them anywhere, as they were most likely already used up for their meals not too long ago. That or it got spoiled, and therefore thrown out.

He closes the fridge door in disappointment and sighs. He only glances down at his watch to check the time. It's almost a quarter before midnight, which leaves him very little chance to go anywhere far to pick up some meds for his daughter. “Well, shucks. Why didn't you call me about this on my way home? How long did you know about this?”

“Just a couple hours ago, and I tried calling you then!” Jin answered through a sigh as if annoyed. “You just never picked up.”

Their father then checks his flip phone, seeing a short list of missed calls from his son as explained. Even a voicemail. He didn’t recall it going off at all, which is unfortunate. He sighs even louder. “Oh dear. H-How bad is it? Surely if we wait til morning she may get better.”

Jin didn't answer right away, like he's afraid to. He crossed his arms with a sign of concern. “Her temperature was forty degrees celsius last I checked. It's… kind of bad, the first time I checked it was only a little less. I just don't know what to do…”

Ikutsuki takes a sharp breath before making a small sigh in distress. He assumes the worst, as he wouldn't want to risk any of his children if they have a fever that high. The first thing he thought of is taking her to the emergency— but at that point the Dark Hour will emerge, and there'd be no one to help them by then. His next best move would be the most convenient option possible, as he then adjusts his jacket that he hasn't bothered taking off yet. Shortly afterwards he then glances at the clock. “My apologies children, but right now I need to head to the market while I still can. If we don't get anything for her now I'm not sure how much she'll manage during the… y-you know. Uh, anything else we need to get while I'm there?”

He shows this sign of weariness the others are familiar with, or what the children like to call it, 'papa-panic' mode. Of course his reactions are definitely reasonable when it comes to having a sick child in bed that needs to get better, and soon! He doesn't want to risk waiting it out if it means Chidori could be getting worse. He was about to grab his keys he left on the counter when one of his sons called out to his question.

“Oh oh, can I come with you?” Takaya asks eagerly while waving his hand up for attention, like if they are going on a trip together. Jin gives an unamusing reaction to it.

“Takaya, this is serious! I'm not going out to dilly-dally while the Dark Hour is just around the corner.” While Ikutsuki gives his share of an unamusing expression at his careless son, he can’t help but see the excitement in Takaya as he pleads to tag along. Sometimes, he just has a hard time saying no, especially now. “You can come along— but as long as we don't waste any time.”

“Yes!” Regardless of Ikutsuki’s warning, the young Takaya cheered anyway and went upstairs to grab an article of clothing or two to wear. Meanwhile Jin goes to pout since obviously that means he is left alone with his sick sister, while he believes he is better fit to go with their father and make sure they get everything they need in a relative time. He has nothing against staying at home, of course, he just knows how Takaya can be when it comes to wasting time doing duties when necessary. They're on a time-sensitive mission now.

Even the father sees the frustration on Jin’s face, which he finds rather amusing. “Don’t worry Jin. We’ll be back in a moment before you know it. Meanwhile you can keep me up to date on how Chidori is doing…”

Meanwhile Ikutsuki waits for Takaya to come back downstairs and fix up his jacket while heading out the door, turning around slightly to ask his eldest son with a quiet tone. “Do you have your evoker on you, just in case?”

“Well yeah, of course.” As relative the question can be, Takaya just rolls his eyes before smirking and following his lead out the door.

They exchange a few more words between them before the door is entirely shut, the father locking the door before getting to the car. Jin happens to be standing next to the unoccupied furniture before he walks over and sits down. He rubs his eyes and then his head in frustration, still feeling a bit bitter about earlier. It’s quiet in the room, as to be expected. The clock on the wall quietly ticks at every second that passes. The outside world through the windows is still pitch black, the white crescent moon shining modestly in the starry sky. Jin knows they’ll be back soon. From what he can tell they’re just heading down to the gas station that’s a ten minute walk from where they live.

Even knowing that, they’re rather short on time, making their short journey a last-minute mission. Knowing that on top of Takaya’s carefree nature and making things take longer than it needs to be, that puts another layer of nervousness on Jin. “Dammit Takaya. Why did you feel the need to tag along…?”

“Papa…?”

Jin heard a familiar voice and therefore stood up from the couch to look up at the staircase behind him. The young girl took a few mere steps down to see if their father was here, wanting to personally welcome him home knowing how late it is. She must’ve heard him from her bedroom when he got home, but unfortunately she just missed him by a hair, and she hasn’t gotten much sleep lately. Between her words the eleven-year-old makes a cough to her fist, which comes up short yet rough through her throat. Her cheeks are flushed red, and she has been feeling and odd sort of chills lately. Jin only hesitantly takes a step back just to make sure she doesn’t cough his way.

“Chidori!” Jin makes a hushed voice, despite having no reason to do so other than mere politeness. “What are you doing out of bed? You should be resting!”

The girl makes another cough. “But I heard papa. Where is he? Did he come home yet?”

It only took him a moment to notice why she’s been seeking anyone as of now. She’s probably having a hard time being alone while Ikutsuki is away. If he were to be annoyed by this he would wonder why she can’t stay where she’s at and be fine without their dad around. However, being her brother for about five years now; he can’t honestly blame her. She can feel vulnerable when feeling under the weather like this, and this is where he usually steps in.

“They’re out to get some medicine for ya. Here— just lie down.” He pats on the arm of the couch for her to sit in so she can rest while having Jin nearby. She does so without question, as she drags a rather small blanket behind her and uses that to cover herself up. While she is perfectly fine with it, Jin however knows she’ll need more than that if she wants to stay warm. He goes to get a heavy blanket that was in the closet nearby and brings it over to her, throwing it on top of her in one swoop.

Chidori only grumbles under the blanket in annoyance. “Ugh! Jin— why are you giving me this?”

He continues to tuck her in with the blanket regardless, making sure the thick material is nice and tugged from one side to another. He pulls the top part of the blanket down just enough for her head to poke out of, being able to see her surroundings rather than being swamped from the material head-to-toe. As much as Jin despises being near someone who’s sick (and therefore contagious), he still hovers over her, just inches above her face while pushing and folding the edges of the blanket around the sister, like making her into a cocoon. Even after being close to done, Chidori already started showing signs of discomfort by wiggling underneath the thick cloth.

“But Jiiiin. It’s too hot in here!”

“Good.” He exclaims under his breath, not making much eye contact with her as he finishes folding the edges in. “That’s the point. If you want to break your fever you'll have to keep yourself wrapped up and warm. Otherwise you’re just going to get the shivers nonstop.”

He straightens back up just to see if he tucked her in right, seeing she’s comfortable and wrapped up as much as possible. Now hopefully she doesn’t move from that spot…

He goes to the kitchen to grab a glass of water along with a damp cloth for her before making his way back to where she is in the living room. He puts the glass next to her where she’s able to reach it, placing the cloth on her forehead in hopes that’ll do. He paces around slowly, seeing if that is all he could do for the time being. He would rather make himself at least somewhat useful rather than watching his sister suffer and move around the house with aches and pains. He makes a quick trip back to her just to check her forehead with his wrist, finding that to be a more accurate way to feel her temperature.

“Hmm… you’re not feeling too much better either. Just sit tight and they should be back soon.”

Chidori certainly doesn’t have the energy to argue. She glances up at the clock to see the time while wondering when they’ll be back. She surely didn’t realize how late it was… how long she’s been up as she was trying to go to sleep. But this fever has been bothering her for what it feels like so long, yet it only started a couple hours ago. She hates feeling sick, although it’s a good excuse to stay home and draw in her bed when she doesn’t need to go to school. Jin takes the initiative to sit on the edge of the couch close to her feet, glancing over at her before staring down at the floor and tapping his foot on the carpet rug. It was then eleven forty-five when their father left to go to the market. Eleven fifty. Now eleven fifty-five. Just the two kids sitting down quietly and patiently, playing the waiting game of how long they’re going to take to get back home. Maybe Ikutsuki needed to get some gas too while they’re there, or maybe Takaya is trying to pick out a snack at one of the food aisles in the corner market. Whatever the reason, they should be on their way back soon. They’re usually good at getting home and staying home before midnight strikes, but this might be an exceptional case tonight— and that is what makes this so suspenseful and worrisome for them.

Even Chidori is starting to get worried, with her feet shuffling beneath the tucked in blanket. “They’ll be home soon, right?”

Jin doesn’t answer her right away, but he shows his acknowledgement towards her question. “Yeah. They should be…”

The clock continues ticking, and the two would glance up every once in a while with an uneasy feeling of their own. They try not to think too hard on this— as in the ‘what if’ scenarios. It was only a matter of time before Jin stood back up from the couch and made another pace around the carpet, looking up at the clock again. “Ugh, what’s holding them up?”

“Hmm…” Chidori hums in thought while furrowing her eyebrows over the idea. “I hope they’re alright.”

She turns her head towards him, while trying not to sound very self deprecating through her words on the matter. “Do you think it may not be worth it? I don’t want them to go through all the trouble just for me.”

“Hey now, don’t say it like that.” He goes and kneels on one leg to make eye-level contact with the sister, making sure she looks right back at him. “They’ll be just fine, so don’t you worry about it. None of this is on you. You know that.”

“Right… I know,” She figures as much. She slumps farther into the couch to get herself more comfortable, though it may be a matter of time before she would have to go back upstairs into her own room. However, she doesn’t want to move until they both know they get home in time. Jin, with having a similar idea in mind, kneels back up from the floor and checks the clock on the wall again. Eleven fifty-seven. He makes a quick look out of the window in case he would be able to spot their car, however there’s still no sign of them.

He then sighs in distress, scratching the back of his head. “Well shit, now I don’t know. I’ll give him or Takaya a call before the Dark Hour starts, just to see if they’re okay.”

The girl nods in agreement, seeing this as a decent idea. Before he makes the chance when pulling out his flip phone, Chidori goes to ask. “Brother did bring his evoker with him, did he? I hope he came prepared.”

Jin then glances up, recalling the same question that their father asked Takaya before they left the house. “Yeah, he said he has it on him. And you know how Shuji wouldn’t let him keep it in his room anyway, so usually it’s out on the—!”

He takes a look at the table in the middle of the room where he would usually see the evoker, realizing that it’s actually still laying right there; out in the open. “Shit!”

Chidori only manages to pull herself up higher on the couch to see what he’s looking at, noticing the same evoker on the table. “But wait, isn’t that his?”

Eleven fifty-eight. Without another question to spare, the thirteen-year-old went to grab the evoker right away, seeing how careless Takaya can be with his belongings. Especially something so vital. He grips onto it tightly, looking around the room before heading towards the door to open it. Chidori then quickly moves into a sitting position to call out to Jin on what he’s about to do. “Jin, wait! Where do you think you’re going!?”

“Outside, obviously!” Jin quickly unlocks the door and opens it to look outside. He still doesn’t see them or their car at all, which makes it all the more reason to go after them if they’re going to be stuck in the middle of the road. There’s only less than a minute left now, and he can’t say for sure if he should go out there and look for them or wait until he sees them coming back. He can’t think clearly anymore, and he isn’t about to stay at home and do nothing about it. He quickly turns towards the sister. “I’ll be back soon! Just stay inside until any of us comes back!”

“No, Jin!”

By the time she forcefully got up from the couch and undoing the blanket upon herself, he was already out the door, closing it behind him. She runs towards the door, only stopping to cover her brutal cough. Now she’s scared, and alone. Not for herself, but for her brothers and father who may get stranded out there at the worst hour. He should’ve called him first. He should’ve checked up on them to see where they’re at before running off like that! She starts breathing heavily, starting to feel an ominous shiver throughout her body. She gasps, and her stomach feels sick to the core.

“J-Jin!” She coughs again, along with another cough after, taking one step at a time before kneeling down onto the floor. She can’t manage to move much afterwards, mainly out of fear rather than her sickness. Her voice then cracked. “Jin! Wait! Come back! Please!!”

#persona 3 story #strega cast #jin shirato #chidori yoshino #takaya sakaki #shuji ikutsuki #persona 3 fanfiction #more jin-focused really #persona 3 AU

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bruxairacunda · 11 hours

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NEW FIC!

It's been a while since I last published a fic and when I'm back it's with a Persona 3 one instead of any of the drafts I have for Persona 5 fics I talked about . Sorry but I'm currently on a Persona 3 Reload brainrot and it seems that it's gonna last a while. However, I wanted to write my own November's Full Moon thingy and here I am with something a lot longer than intented, as usual. Of course it has to be Akimitsu because apparenty I like to punish myself loving ships hated by the fandom

Because you’ll be back, right? He asked with his eyes, too afraid to do it directly. She looked away, thanking him again, and she same dense silence as before formed between them. He hated that. That wasn’t them. They were comfortable silences, and silly bantering about school, and scolding because of his recklessness, and deep conversations about Tartarus. Not whatever in hell that was. His heart ache.

#persona 3 #persona 3 reload #bruxawrites #mitsuru kirijo #akihiko sanada #akimitsu #akihiko/mitsuru #mitsuru/akihiko #persona 3 fanfiction #persona 3 fanfic #persona 3 fic #fanfic #fanfiction

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teddiesbestestpal · 3 months

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In the Naganaki Shrine Koromaru, the grayish blonde silver furred eared and tailed Shiba Inu with red eyes rests on the ground sighing to himself.

“ At least that damn bird won’t be pestering me!” Koromaru thought to himself as speak of the devil the deep blackish blue & bright indigo blue streaked bird with blue eyes looks Koromaru’s way.

“ Azarath go Ahhhh!” Koromaru says running away as Azarath chases after them.

“ Leave me alone!” Koromaru says sweating as Azarath flies after him.

“ Wait! I love you!” Azarath replies flying after Koromaru hopelessly in love.

#p3 #persona 3 #p3 azarath #persona azarath #persona 3 azarath #p3 koromaru #persona koromaru #persona 3 koromaru #koromaru x azarath #Kororath #Azamaru #oc x canon #yumejoshi #p3 fanfic #persona fanfic #persona 3 fanfiction

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havzic · 7 months

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#vomits this #persona 3 #persona 3 fanfiction #hey if you like werewolves and like persona 3 i wrote this

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phantomstatistician · 1 month

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Fandom: Persona 3

Character: Mitsuru Kirijo

Sample Size: 806 stories

Source: AO3

#mitsuru kirijo #yukari takeba #makoto yuki #akihiko sanada #minato arisato #minako arisato #fuuka yamagishi #shinjiro aragaki #sae niijima #kikuno saikawa #persona 3 #fanfiction #ao3 #statistics #phantom statistician #yukamitsu #mitsuru x yukari #yukari x mitsuru

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phantom-kicks · 1 month

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Ken and Goro are worsties. They're also siblings. They will kill each other. As siblings do. But also die for each other, as siblings do. (Shido is their shared father)

Ken and The Phantom Thieves Part 2: Akechi >:0

I didn’t expect to reveal this so soon, but since you brought it up, Ken and Akechi are related in my AU!!! How so idk yet because I keep flip flopping between them being brothers or cousins. I already have scenes planned out for either scenario so it’s just the matter of time whether I like the progression of one more than the other. Either way, the two have an interesting dynamic as they’re actually roommates. Why? Ken’s “distant relative” decided it was time for him to return to his family (and to keep close tabs on someone close to the Kirijo Group but shhhh). By the time P5 starts the two have been living together for over a year and by that point, Akechi’s mask has slipped off. He’s not yelling bloody murder, but he definitely doesn’t grace Ken with the princely attitude he has in public. Things only get more tense between them as the PTs start to gain momentum…

Anyways, a little morning walk :) Akechi never gets proper sleep, but Ken is an early bird

Yeah they loathe each other lol

#ken amada #goro akechi #persona 3 #persona 5 #persona 3 fanart #persona 5 fanart #persona 5 fanfiction #phantom thieves

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bayothemayo · 6 months

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🎃Whumptober Day 13: “I don’t feel so good.”(Minato Arisato x Reader)🎃

Your bedsheets cover your entire body. The sun was shining brightly. If only it could make your feel better. You just had recently awakened your Persona. It had tired you mentally and physically. So here you are, laying face down in your new bed, and new room. There was a knock at the door, “Can I come in?” It was Minato, your friend.

“Yeah…”

The door opens and you can hear him approach the bed, “Are you feeling better.”

“I still don’t feel good man…”

He stays silent while he sits on your bed. A few seconds pass and he starts to softly pat your head.

You slightly move your head to get a small glance at him, “What are you doing?”

“I was hoping that this will make you feel better.” He bluntly stated, “Do you want me to stop?”

“No keep going.”

This keeps going for a few minutes. The gesture was calming and nice. Despite his seemingly cold demeanor, he is always so kind to you. You close your eyes and start to fall asleep.

With him by my side I will feel better no matter what.

#whumptober2023 #whump #no.13 #fanfiction #Fic #hurt/comfort #minato arisato x reader #persona 3 x reader #makoto yuki x reader #makoto yuuki x reader

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orpheatelos · 1 month

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Morale Reasons

“I’ve fulfilled one of your requests.”

Elizabeth looks up from her book. “Oh?” she asks, as cheerful as ever. “What do you have for me this time, Yuki?”

“A Mothman,” I say, holding my hand out. A translucent playing card materializes, hovering a few centimeters above my palm. The picture is a gray moth, its yellow wings tucked behind its back.

“Excellent!” Elizabeth says. “Can it cast Fire spells?”

“It can,” I say. The card turns around, Mothman’s portrait facing me so Elizabeth can read the wall of statistics displayed on the back. She smiles, satisfied with my handiwork.

“Marvelous as always,” she says. “As thanks, may I gift you some clothes? They’re more suited for one of your friends, but I’m sure you’ll find them appealing as well.” She gives me the most stilted wink I’ve seen in my life, then reaches into her handbag and pulls out an entire maid costume. “Well? What do you think?”

“Thank you,” I say, my voice unsteady. I’m not sure how to react. “Where did you get that?”

“Fragments of human desire wash ashore in my realm,” Elizabeth intones. “This outfit is one of them, a symbol of some deeply coveted object or status. I haven’t a clue what place it occupies in the collective unconscious, but for it to arrive intact, its allure must be strong indeed.”

“You could say that,” I mutter, my face heating up. “I’ll take it.”

“Glorious!” Elizabeth says. “Have a wonderful day.”

After a meal at Hagakure Ramen, I return to my dorm room and empty out my school bag. I’d crudely folded the maid outfit Elizabeth gave me and stuffed it inside, but it doesn’t seem to have wrinkled too badly. I’m not sure what to do with it, though. Among the girls I’m friends with, it looks like it would fit Mitsuru best, but she would never wear a maid dress. Besides, it would be inappropriate to give as a gift. The recipient might think I was pressuring her to wear it for me.

I hang the garment up in my closet. We’re going to Tartarus tonight- someone’s wandered in again- and I need to get ready. But as I’m about to shut the closet door, an idea hits me.

Mitsuru and I are about the same height.

A few minutes later, I walk into the main lounge, dressed in the maid outfit. The skirt is more modest than I’d expected, and it even came with black tights, but I still feel vulnerable.

“Is everyone ready?” I ask. Everyone turns to face me, and six pairs of eyes widen in unison.

“Leader…” Mitsuru says politely. “Surely you don’t intend to wear that to Tartarus.”

“I do,” I say. “It’ll be good for morale.”

“Maybe if it was a girl wearin’ it,” Junpei complains. “This is just weird.”

“You can call me a girl if it makes you feel better,” I retort, grinning at Junpei.

“Not gonna happen,” Junpei says. “You’re one weird guy, Makoto.”

Aigis looks puzzled. “Your attire does not appear to provide any tactical advantages,” she states, “and it most closely resembles the uniforms worn by female servants at Mr. Kirijo’s vacation home. Why have you chosen to dress as such for a field operation?”

“Because I look cute in it,” I say. “Right, Yukari?”

Yukari’s face gets red. “N-no!” she insists. “I can’t believe I’m agreeing with Junpei, but seeing you in girls’ clothes is just weird. Especially since it’s a maid outfit.”

“I’m still gonna wear it,” I say. “Now, is everyone ready?”

As we’re walking home from the rescue operation, Yukari catches up to me. “There’s something I want to say to you,” she says, “but it stays between us. Got it?”

“Yeah.”

“You look cute in a maid dress,” she admits. “It’s a little weird still, ‘cause you’re a guy, but you wear it well. And… okay, maybe seeing you like that did boost my morale a bit.” She glares at me. “If you tell anyone I said this, you’re dead. Got it?”

“Your secret’s safe with me,” I promise. “Thanks, Yukari.”

#persona 3 #p3 #p3mc #makoto yuki #minato arisato #fanfic #persona 3 fanfiction #fanfiction #yukari takeba #makoto x yukari #maid outfit #persona 3 reload #p3r

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scarletwritesshit · 5 days

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💭Kotone Shiomi x Shinjiro Aragaki 💭 Snitch of the S.E.E.S. Table

"...But yeah, she’s totally into me, dude," Junpei declared proudly.

Akihiko and Mitsuru looked at him blankly, blinking their eyes as if none of Junpei’s words processed in their minds. Aigis wasn’t even looking at him, having most likely swapped to “ignore mode” as soon as he opened his mouth. Ken was invested in his reading his magazine showcasing women’s fashion. Or perhaps it was more akin to looking at the pictures, rather than reading. Fuuka occasionally looked up from her laptop and awkwardly smiled out of pure pity. Yukari tapped away at her phone, disgusted with Junpei’s nonsense being directly funneled into her ears. Kotone was not afraid to express her boredom with a considerably sized yawn. Shinjiro stood silently in the corner, only occasionally bothering to look up at the ruckus.

"Oh come on man! Was anyone listening?" Junpei desperately asked.

"We were trying to not listen to you, Stupei," Yukari said.

"Although I do not possess the necessary qualifications to assess human behavior, I can draw conclusions from the others that you are ‘full of bull shit,’ as they say," Aigis said.

"Man, you guys just like to rain on my parade," Junpei complained, fidgeting with the chopsticks in his instant noodles.

"No…you’re just full of shit," Yukari reiterated.

"It is my belief that all humans are full of shit until one relieves themself in the restroom, so I do not understand how that makes Junpei any different," Aigis said. confused.

"Aigis- never mind. At least we can all agree that Junpei is the dumb one."

"Aw, come on! You guys act like you don’t have a little somethin’-somethin’ going on yourselves, riiiiiight Mitsuru?" he said, nudging Mitsuru on the side.

"Junpei, I wouldn’t have time for a relationship even if I wanted one," Mitsuru said, glaring at him.

"Heh, don’t act like I haven’t seen the way you glance at Akihiko punchin’ away at shadows!"

Akihiko, who just so happened to be sitting beside Mitsuru, looked at Junpei in utter confusion. Mitsuru, on the other hand, was rather displeased with Junpei’s antics, and her face quickly turned red from pure rage(?).

"Thats quite enough, Junpei," Mitsuru said, pushing him away.

Akihiko was still confused, unable to understand why Mitsuru kept her arms crossed and avoided looking at him entirely.

"See? All of have a lil’ special someone we’re eyeing up!" Junpei said proudly, despite almost having his head knocked off by Mitsuru.

"I don’t. I’m too old to have a crush," Ken said while flipping through the women’s fashion magazine.

"Yeah, whatever you say kid. Not even Fuuka is safe!"

Upon hearing her name, Fuuka looked up from her computer in shock. She quickly closed the screen of her laptop enough so that the screen would go black.

"W-what did I do?" she said, not having heard the full conversation.

Junpei walked around the table to where Fuuka was sitting and rested his elbow on her shoulder.

"You know exactly what you with all of those hours spent on World of Warcraft with your boyfriend."

Fuuka immediately flustered. "I-I wasn’t even playing that! I was on Club Penguin just now..."

"Damn, girl, even playing other games with each other!"

"Junpei, please! I have no idea what you’re talking about!"

"Yeah, sure ya don’t," Junpei said, walking away with a wink and finger guns. "See? None of you guys can say crap ‘bout me!"

"I can, and I second the robot girl," Shinjiro said, not even sparing Junpei a second of eye contact.

"Come on, man! There has to be someone you like."

"Nope. Couldn’t care less for that shit."

"What about our leader, here?" Junpei said, gesturing to Kotone.

"You’re still on this?" she said, desperately waiting for him to move on from the topic.

"Well, duh! There has to be a little lady that Shinjiro’s been eyein’ up!”

"Tch," Shinjiro said, crossing his arms and looking away.

"Arf, arf!" Koromaru yapped, putting his muzzle on the table.

"Even Koromaru agrees that something’s up with you! Come on, Shinji, spill it!"

"I ain’t got nothin’ to spill to you. Plus it’s not like anyone would give a shit about me that much anyways," he said, leaving the dining area to walk up the steps.

"Arf!"

"Koromaru says that Shinjiro’s claims are incorrect," Aigis said.

Shinjiro stopped in his tracks at the base of the stairs.

"Oooh? Who’s the lucky lady eyeing him up?" Junpei said, leaning in closer to Aigis.

"Arf!"

"He says that Kotone has been harboring feelings for him for quite some time now."

Koromaru nodded his head in confirmation.

"So Kotone is the dirty little liar among us" he said, shooting her a sly side eye.

Kotone had been tuning out Junpei’s nonsense while chatting with Yukari, but Shinjiro, on the other hand, heard every last word of it. Junpei was simply under the assumption that he had went upstairs by now, hence he why he continued digging for Shinjiro’s secrets with little to no regard. Shinjiro was very much still on the first floor of the dorm, his heart racing and fearing what Koromaru would say next. He stood as still as he possibly could, thinking that perhaps, Junpei would be too stupid to notice him if he remained motionless. Despite that, with him under the assumption that Shinjiro went upstairs, what more secrets would Koromaru be willing to spill to Aigis and Junpei? It was a double-edged sword, and Shinjiro couldn’t win either way.

"Arf arf!"

"Koromaru says, that is not all."

Shinjiro began to sweat. He was in real trouble now.

"Arf arf, arf!"

"He says that Shinjiro likes Kotone too, but is adamant about not letting it slip."

He says, as Koromaru just let it slip to Aigis and ultimately all of SEES., Shinjiro thought, clenching his jaw and fist.

"I never said a damn thing like that!" Shinjiro said, turning around to face the table of knights and their snitch of a commander that have assembled to conspire against him.

The table went silent, as Shinjiro could feel his face heating up, giving away his stance on the matter. Even Ken and Fuuka looked up at him, frozen in almost complete silence like the rest. The only one who moved a muscle was Koromaru, wagging his tail and happily panting.

"Arf arf!"

"He said, you most certainly said that," Aigis translated.

Shinjiro clenched his fist. Koromaru was a dog, he didn’t know better, and he couldn’t bring himself to be mad at him. Though just this once, Shinjiro wished that maybe Koromaru would keep his mouth shut.

Kotone’s eyes eventually met Shinjiro’s gaze, and he could not bear to look at her for very long. He was outed by the dog, the goddamn dog of all things, in front of the entirety of S.E.E.S. Now, he would be roped into Junpei’s tomfoolery for probably the rest of time. Not to mention, the rest of S.E.E.S. taking their turns at a jab as well. All because of the young lady who, intentionally or not, healed a wound long left bleeding on his heart. He grumbled and turned around to storm off, until Kotone stopped him dead in his tracks.

"...Wait," she said.

Shinjiro turned around just barely enough to look at her.

"…Don’t leave before I have a chance to speak...please. I like you too, Senpai."

"I don’t want any of your pity.”

Kotone got up and walked around in front of Shinjiro. She stood on the tips of her toes and placed her palm on the back of his head, nudging him down to her height.

Whispering in his ear, she said, "I’ve liked you for a while actually."

“Is that so?”

“Don’t believe me?” she asked, catching Shinjiro off guard with a quick kiss on the cheek.

Shinjiro jumped backwards, red-faced out of pure shock. Kotone looked up and gave him a smile akin to that of an angel pure of heart.

“N-not here! All of S.E.E.S. is watching!” Shinjiro said.

Kotone turned around, and S.E.E.S. was conveniently, not paying attention at this time. Or at least they appeared to not be paying any attention, which the exception of Koromaru, who was gleefully wagging his tail and panting with a smile.

“Believe me now?” Kotone said, ignoring what Shinjiro said.

He took a deep breath to compose himself, disregarding his totally-not-paying-attention friends. He walked towards Kotone and put his arm around her, practically engulfing her with his hold.

“…Let’s get away from these idiots so that I can get a word in without someone snickering,” he said, as Junpei continued repressing his snickering, albeit very badly.

She nodded her head, and Shinjiro guided her up the stairs. Glancing back to make sure they were gone, Junpei let out the most ungodly wheeze that was a result of many strenuous minutes of built-up snickers.

“Man, who gets outed by a dog like that!” Junpei said in between laughs.

“Grrr…arf!”

“Koromaru said to choose you words carefully, as he knows about the secrets you hold within as well,” Aigis so very kindly translated for Junpei.

“Secrets? What secrets? The fact that Chidori totally loooooooves me?”

“Arf arf arf!”

“The fact that you have various pornography magazi-“

Junpei leaped across the table to cover Aigis’s mouth before she could finish relaying Koromaru’s words.

“Hey now, that’s a little personal, don’tcha think?”

“Oh, like exposing somebody’s crush isn’t, Stupei,” Yukari said, rolling her eyes.

“Hey, at least that worked out!” Junpei retaliated.

“As if Koromaru wasn’t the one to get the last laugh.”

Koromaru sat down and barked proudly, tail still wagging and free of worry from any repercussions.

#fanfiction #fanfic #p3 #persona 3 femc #persona 3 #kotone shiomi #shinjiro aragaki #shinjiham #foolmoon #koromaru #some vaguely implied ships but not noteworthy enough to be tagged

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novirp13 · 1 month

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tfw you like that one part from your fanfiction so much, you decided to create a fanart out of it

...and lose motivation just as quickly, that's why you didn't color the skin. I blamed Ren's plaid pants. That was so tedious to manually draw TwT

You won't understand this fanart without context. So go check this out #cough cheekily promoted my own fanfic cough#. Here's the link : Ao3 | Fanfiction

All of them are transparent~

Also, because I lose my motivation, here's a very rough draft of how their Velvet Room look

#persona series #persona 3 #persona 3 reload #persona 4 #persona 5 #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #aigis #narukami yu #seta souji #I seriously feel like I might have ADHD #first I hyperfocused and created a whooping 43+k words of oneshot fanfiction #and now I was eager to draw this #but then kinda abandoned it halfway through #some of the drawings are not center too #man that gotta be annoying for some of you #the perfectionist in me is kinda roaring in annoyance as well lol #but eeh #too lazy to fix it

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apollolewis · 2 months

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One of my favorite genre of fanfiction for game series that have protagonist changed every game is the crossover with one of the early ones interacting with the new one.

For persona it’s the p3 mc coming back from the dead and being a phantom thief,

For devil survivor it’s Abel joining the cast of the second game and pretending he isn’t the king of Bel.

And finally for legend of Zelda it’s Oot link being a father to Twilight princess Link, and Twilight Princess Link being a guide to botw/totk Link

I’m a sucker for this stuff.

#devil survivor #persona 3 #persona #persona 5 #smt #legend of zelda #loz #loz totk #totk #p3 #loz tp #loz twilight princess #legend of zelda ocarina of time #loz oot #loz mm #loz majoras mask #botw #twilight princess #fanfiction

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alexandrite-dragoness · 2 years

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P3 Gekkoukan!Strega AU: To the Principal's Office

Takes place in the summer of 2003!

This flashback is from my current work in progress Chapter 4 of my P3:HEX fanfic, but honestly I'm kind of proud of how it turned out and thought to share it on my Tumblr (as from what I'm predicting my chapter may not be done anytime soon by the end of the month >.< so yeah it's taking its sweet time).

Anyways so this is just some development/family moments between kid!Jin and papa!Ikutsuki, so hope you guys enjoy!~

Fandom: Persona 3 | Characters: Jin, Ikutsuki (Chidori mentioned) | Word Count: 2,290 | Relationships: Ikutsuki-Jin (father-son)

The phone rang on the table of Ikutsuki’s office, certainly getting the man’s attention as he was in the middle of some paperwork. It was a midsummer afternoon, and he has recently come back to doing some routines after having his break. The sunlight seeped through the cracked blinds to let some light in the room, with the visible dust particles floating through the air. It has been a quiet moment between him and his work since the ringing, but he was more than delighted to answer the call to see who was at the other line. He gave a welcoming introduction upon picking it up, hoping to see what he can do with this person calling him.

“This is the Chairman at Gekkoukan High, how may I help you today?” He started with a small grin formed on his face and a polite tone to ease into a conversation, before the smile dissipated into an almost concerned frown. He settled into his chair hesitantly to focus more on the other end before responding. “… Yes, this is his father speaking… uh huh…”

He continues listening in, his fingers wrapping around the coiled line connected from the bottom of the phone out of curiosity and nervousness. He isn’t usually the type to get calls like this regarding any of his children, but this certainly was the exception, as he got word what happened today at their school. At first it sounded to be casual, but within a few span of moments he grew slightly anguished over what he was hearing, suddenly having himself pushing forward from his chair out of mere shock.

“Is he…! I-Is he okay!? …. Uh huh! Yeah, ok… yeah, absolutely! I-I’ll uhh be there right away!” He got up from his seat to reach over to his jacket to put it on. During that process he held the phone between the side of his head and his shoulder, casually holding it momentarily to get his jacket over the shoulder before reaching for his other belongings.

“Yeah… give me uhm, yeah twenty– maybe thirty minutes? Ok… yeah, th-thank you, yes. I’ll see you then. Ok. Bye now!” He hangs up right after, adjusting the jacket on him and getting everything else together before getting the chance to head out of his office. He gave little time to the higher up of the staff to tell him what’s going on, only saying he’ll need the rest of the day for a ‘family emergency’.

He headed to another school where his kids attend, passing through the entrance hall to find the main office and meet the staff about the current situation. He kindly then knocked on the one door before hearing an answer to come in. He came in, darting around the room to see one of the school staff walking over to direct him to his son. The boy happened to be sitting on a chair, feet dangling in the air hanging his head low, avoiding any eye contact to anyone nearby. The staff fills Ikutsuki in on the matter, gesturing to the man to be seated before they go any further into discussion. That was when Ikutsuki saw the young boy sitting closeby, his eyes widened upon fright and sat next to him right away.

“Jin…!?”

The boy didn't make a sound. His eyes still averted from everything else in a look of irritation and despair. He had multiple bruises and scrapes all over him, a broken frame and lens from his glasses like the staff have explained indeed he was in a fight. There were some bandages around the arm and one bandaid on his cheek too. The man furrowed his brows while trying to find a way to ask what went down.

“What happened…? Did someone do this to you!?”

He asked in a sense of panic, but slowly reached over to touch his head in a way to show comfort and get a better look at the marks. The boy jerked away, however, not wanting to talk or associate with anyone at the moment. He can see the discomfort from the boy, it made him ache for explanation and having him wish he could do something about his son’s situation. In what possible way to help… The semi vacant office space was quiet for a while more with Ikutsuki trying to make eye contact with the boy and go for a way of talking about what he knew so far. “I made it over as fast as I could after they told me how you got in trouble with one of the other students. I need to know what exactly happened that started this feud in the first place. Won’t you mind telling me your side of the story, Jin?”

The boy however still didn’t say anything. He swung his legs under while remaining seated. As Ikutsuki would be patient to hear what he has to say, he could also say he doesn’t have all day. It had been somewhat difficult to communicate with the newly adopted children for a while now, but so far they all have shown great progress since he took them in. Jin, however, still remained stubborn to this day.

“Jin…” Ikutsuki reached for him again, giving a calm mature tone. “There are times where silence doesn’t do any good if one would refuse. In fact, it is a sign of disrespect when you don’t answer when being asked, but I’m sure that is in no way your intention…”

The grade schooler then looked farther down, like in realization of that as he didn’t mean to do that specifically. While it’s a faint reaction that he heard what he said, Ikutsuki continued on. “Look, I understand. Trying to get along with everyone within the school is no easy task. But you got to know how to deal with tough situations when they aren’t in your favor. Now I don’t know who started the fight, or if they were picking on you in the first place, or… but you got to realize there are better approaches to things like this. You understand where I’m coming from Jin?”

Ikutsuki even leaned forward to have a thorough conversation with his son, looking for any sign of acknowledgment that he was indeed listening or in fact understanding all of this. It was then, Jin spoke a few words while keeping his head low. “They were picking on Chidori…”

The father blinked in realization, opening his mouth to speak only to sigh it out in dismay. Well it’s no wonder, he thought. He was certain he caused the feud for a personal reason that upsetted the boy, but he had no clue it was because his sister was the victim all this time. This does indeed explain a lot.

“Jin…” He sighed out, palming his forehead in thought. “You didn’t actually start the fight… did you?”

The boy only wiped his nose with his arm, being mildly sore from one of the punches received earlier. “If I just stood there and did nothing, that'd just make me a bad brother. I knew no teachers were around either, and if I were to go look for someone things could've gone worse for her. I didn’t want to leave her, Shuji. I didn’t want to leave her fending for herself like that. There were, like, three of them a-and only one of her…!”

The man can already tell the distressed tone from his voice as he went to comfort him. “Oh no, it’s okay! It’s okay!”

He pulled him in for a partial hug, knowing their seating position, patting the boy’s head in comfort and shushing the boy soothingly. “I know you didn’t want to, and I’m thankful for that. You’re not a bad brother, Jin. I’m glad you stood up for her, truely…”

He could already tell miles away Jin would keep venting on like this if he let him do so, see him get emotional like this as to beat himself up if things didn’t go the right way for him. But at least he confessed. That’s what he was looking for. Have him feel comfortable enough to speak his thoughts without fearing there’ll be a punishment for showing distress or attitude in all of this. Being honest with himself. The man’s embrace at least calmed Jin’s thoughts a bit, having him breathe more easily instead of getting worked up on his frustration. He certainly isn’t used with close contact like this, but it was slowly something he was getting accustomed to since getting adopted by the Chairman himself.

The man then pulled away and made another pat on the boy’s head before giving a relieving smile. “You know, for a young man like you to jump into action like that, you do have a deep caring heart after all…” The boy looked up, giving a blank expression that gave a sign of confusion. Well, at least he didn’t look so anguished like he did before. While looking around to see anyone nearby, he just hoped they can get the small staff meeting over with so he can simply take him home. At least that he believed would happen, in all fairness the only other child that has been sent to the office before has usually been Takaya. But with him being in Junior High now, there haven't been much issues since.

And so, after the small exchange between him and the staff in the office about the situation that happened today, the two head out of the school building in silence. As he had given a proper farewell to the other adults upon their departure, Jin walked next to him holding the man’s hand in his usual quiet demeanor.

Upon walking down the stairs, the father then looked over with another small smile on his face. “Well I’m glad to hear that Chidori is doing alright after all. We’ll go pick her up from school after she finishes her class, that way we, including your brother, can go out for some supper together. My treat, hehe!”

Small joke aside, he looked down to study the son’s face to read any reaction from him. With nothing so far, he tried to brush it aside.

“That was the joke, you see. Humm, I guess you’re not so much into the mood aren’t you? Well, I can’t blame you there…” He muttered after that, figuring he may as well be talking to a wall after all.

He’s not genuinely upset by any means, but he didn’t want to have some awkward silence either between the two family members making their way to his vehicle. With that in mind, he did go backtracking on the story the staff have covered regarding the fight that took place at the school, and raised an eyebrow with a sly smile. “Now that I think about it; I feel I should mention this to you based on my experience, father-to-son moment here! You see, the one who would typically start the fight would be at fault in the majority of situations, whether the other person caused the problem in the first place or not. Whoever throws the first punch would be the guilty one, you see. But the only fierce way to end it is to, indeed, finish the fight to stop it altogether. Which I’d say is justified, and perhaps fair if I do say so myself. Hmm… you don’t perhaps have happened to finish with what you have started by any chance, have you?”

He looked down at the son, who then only tilted his head up when hearing his father asking this question to him. He didn’t say anything, but he swore he saw a slight smirk across Jin’s face. The father then exclaimed in excitement.

“Aha, that’s my boy! I knew you could– oh, shhh! Shhh shhh!” He then made a finger over his lips to shush his own behavior for his son.

“Don’t take my word for it! What you still did isn’t the most considerate of any situation at all… but I’m glad you were able to give them the finishing blow. Now they should know better than to mess with you or your sis, huh?”

“Yeah…!” The boy then hums with determination. Of course he knows better now than to pick fights with the other kids even if what they were doing is wrong, it would only cause more chaos with the school. Jin then thought to bring something up. “Hey Shuji?”

“Yes, Jin?” Despite the son not saying the parental name to him, Ikutsuki still responds happily and therefore was open to listen. He looked at the boy to see what he’d like to ask, as he seemed to show a sign of worry.

“… What will happen next year after I leave for junior high? Would Chidori be okay without me, all on her own?”

The father then gave an admiring hum, seeing the boy’s concern very well. “Oh I’m sure she’ll be just fine. In fact, I wouldn’t simply worry about it.”

He then stopped midtrack to kneel down right in front of Jin, adjusting the glasses for him while brushing his bangs aside. He made eye contact, as Jin managed to do one back given he is seeking for his full attention while giving an attentive gaze. He gave another nice parental comfort with the simple stroking of his son’s head while speaking gently to him, “I can tell from underneath all that frustration and vexed nature that you have a deeply kind and caring heart. Don’t lose that spirit that you have Jin; a simple act of kindness like yours will go a long way for you in life. I just know it.”

#persona 3 story #strega cast #jin shirato #shuji ikutsuki #persona 3 fanfiction #nothing is more like it than seeing your kiddo getting in trouble at school one day #gekkoukan!strega au

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