Hi! If Requests Are Still Open, Could I Request Akira/Joker With A Female Reader Who's A Phenomenal Cook?

Hi! If requests are still open, could I request Akira/Joker with a female reader who's a phenomenal cook?

Making him lunches, snacks, and occasionally breakfast and dinner too. Boy's bout to be spoiled.

Cooking for Joker

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Headcanon

Content: Fluff, romance, food, established relationship, marriage, married life, aged up characters, cooking, domesticity, soft Joker, taking care of each other, affection, declarations of love.

Warnings: None.

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As the leader of the Phantom Thieves, Akira is busy preparing for heists and fighting Shadows. But not just for being a leader of a mysterious infamous group, he’s busy everywhere. Ranking up confidants, fusing Personas, stocking supplies, studying, Akira’s been dealt with a lot of responsibilities since he got to Tokyo.

Eating at Big Bang Burger all the time and doing those challenges isn’t healthy on a regular basis. He does eat out with the team and his confidants sometimes. And Sojiro does cook breakfast for him on occasion.

But he will have a tendency to overwork himself and forget his own needs. He’s also taking care of Morgana, another mouth to feed besides himself. During lunchtime, Akira would either share his meal or just give it to Morgana.

Though since Morgana is known to keep track of his bedtime, the cat will make reminders for him to eat. The talking feline does pride himself for being responsible.

But you making food for him will send his heart soaring. He’s a lanky male, not too thin, but not so muscular, so he could still go for some more meat in his bones. It’s not only a sweet gesture but also an efficient way to help feed your hardworking boyfriend. He may even blush a little from the adoring sentiment.

Making bentos for him? Touching. Making matching bentos for the two of you? Adorable. Especially if you’re putting great details in the lunches, like making cute faces in the shape of animals and such. Akira will tease that it looks far better to admire, but he’ll happily finish the bento until there’s nothing left. He’s never been a picky eater so he’s open to try anything you make.

Learning about your cooking skills definitely impresses him. Akira likes to improve his own culinary abilities. Working with Sojiro behind the counter helped him discover that passion. So being a phenomenal cook, he’d gladly ask for tips and advice once in a while.

Akira finds himself astounded that someone like him, someone carrying a false criminal record serving probation in an unfamiliar place alone, could have such a loving girlfriend caring for him. He always makes sure to not let you forget his own affections and how much everything you do means.

It becomes a routine for you two to meet up at lunchtime and eat together. Sitting side by side closely, across with legs touching. There’s no doubt that Akira will happily reciprocate in taking turns making meals for you both. A good way to practice his cooking skills despite his busy schedule. If you were to ever be unable to make it, Akira will feel your absence greatly.

Breakfast? Probably best to have something easier to eat as you walk to Shujin side by side on weekdays. It is true as they say that to a person’s heart in general is through the stomach. If you stopped by carrying food filled containers to eat at LeBlanc, Sojiro has no problem with it. He does agree that Akira should be mindful of eating. Depending on if said containers are washable, he’ll let you keep them at the café until you take them back.

Feeding each other is a thing in private. When no one is there, Akira will offer a piece of food to your lips, expression cheeky. It’s something you’d only do behind closed doors.

And in reverse, he’s happy to welcome a spoonful from you. Wiping a stain on his mouth gets him a bit bashful. A napkin? Cute. Your own tongue? Now his face got even redder.

But beware, the leader of the Phantom Thieves has tricks up his sleeve. He’ll reciprocate the action in a sneaky way to tease back.

Dates spent cooking and eating together is very domestic and wholesome. Trying new recipes, sharing some, it’s a lovely way to spend time with one another. Though you’d probably spend that in your home rather than his. Because as nice as the coffee and curry is at the café, you’d have more privacy and space to work on. Akira always has a look in his eyes when he gazes upon you, so much so it makes you bashful every time you see it.

Food turns into a new love language between you.

And once you become adults? Naturally, living together is expected after the deepening of your relationship growing from being high school sweethearts. Cooking together becomes a real staple in your household. Working different jobs may not always let you cook together, but having the thoughtfulness of making food for the other is still as meaningful.

I’m going to say this bluntly in regards of Kasumi/Sumire: Yes, she’s a character that the audience relate to, such as her depressive slumps, the emotional grudge against her twin sister. But with that said, her story doesn’t connect with the themes of Persona 5 which is why her character sucks. From her unsympathetic reasoning for her Persona awakening, to how everyone around her reacts to her presence, she feels more like an unused character for Persona 4. Instead of filling in the holes within Persona vanilla, Altus just created a lifeless poster girl with themes that don’t connect with Persona 5.

It’s to the point where Sophia, an artificial intelligence from a spinoff game, manages to stay in tune with the theme of rebellion.(Plus Kasumi feels like an Oc made by Persona fan who has a hard on for Joker)

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Final comment regarding my character opinions post here that I finally decided to include here:

My Rants on Kasumi Yoshizawa + 1 & 2

I appreciate another opinion, Anon. But I will not take anymore replies on this. My inbox is for requests, questions, and harmless chats. This blog is dedicated to writing, and sometimes art if I plan on it. Please respect that.

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

A Love By Hand

Fandom(s): Persona 3

P3 Male Protagonist x Fem Reader

Drabble

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

Warnings: None.

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

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

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

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

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

“.. Hmm.” your boyfriend responded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

cCan i do a small ice breaker? like a small teehee question? 🗣

if yes, then i wanna hear your opinions on akechi, the guy, the bro, the man that got his carefully planned years long revenge plot absolutely destroyed with breakfast food. the one and only that embodies my emotions when im experiencing That Time Of The Month.

imo, im so glad that he got fleshed out more in royal. he was like a surprisingly breath of fresh air cause, like, while the thieves are pretty positive and great, i really wanted someone that was like the opposite or something like that. third semester was lowk one of the best additions in the entire game despite uh.. a certain gymnast..

either way, im lowk looking forward to akechi's and entwined hearts!reader's dynamic.. like omg imagine the awkwardness.. happy valentines by the way, hope this isn't too much a bother!

Well, Happy belated Valentine’s Day to you. So, my opinions on Akechi, huh? Well he is an interesting character for Persona 5, similar to Adachi from Persona 4. He balances out well with Joker since they’re meant to be two sides of the same coin. He’s a character with a lot of layers and complexity, an interesting backstory. He brings a lot to the table and his involvement really helps the direction of Persona 5’s plot, including Third Semester. Akechi’s rivalry and opposing characteristics of Joker and the Phantom Thieves are important. Kinda like Arsène and Sherlock Holmes. And of course we get to understand why he is the way he is.

Though despite it all I personally don’t like him. But I do like his character in a story sense. I can get behind his character and all, but I don’t have to be a fan to do so. Despite Akechi’s tragedies and struggles, he is technically a sadistic psychotic murderer who manipulates and uses people to further his agenda no matter what until he stops. Nothing can really excuse that. That’s a choice. I can’t say I was moved by his sacrifice, but I understand it is for his character arc. He did have no problem showing zero hesitancy to kill Joker and shoot him straight in the head. He was pretty much yearning to do that.

I can’t say much about Akechi and Entwined Hearts’ Reader’s interactions will be like. Though you’d probably have a clear guess to what it’ll be like. They’re opposites on opposite sides. The tension and displeasure could cut a Shadow with a single slice. Plus, you can also say it’s similar to another tense/conflicting relationship from.. let’s say, P3? If you know the two characters I’m referring to.

Under the Christmas Lights

Fandom(s): DC, Batman, Batman: Wayne Family Adventures

Jason Todd/Red Hood x Fem Reader

Summary: You and Jason share a moment in Wayne Manor surrounded by lights and the festive season.

One-shot

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, slow dancing, Christmas Special, soft Jason Todd, smitten Jason Todd, romantic Jason Todd, Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd feels, Jason Todd is a Batfamily member, Reader is a Batfamily member, poetry, love poems, comic book reference.

Warnings: Mild language.

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The warmth of Jason’s hand in yours leaves a flutter in your chest as you walk together to the ballroom. Your eyes sweep over the decorations and string lights around the walls, giving the place a charming festive vibe, nothing too overwhelming but subtly noticeable of the holiday season.

Jason gives you a firm, yet gentle squeeze as you both come to stand in the center of the room. The white front streak of his hair curling slightly against his forehead, green tinted blue irises carrying a lighter shade. His tall, big bulky frame that could hide you easily gently pulls your own body towards him. A small smile stretches across his lips as he gazed softly down at you, hands resting above your midsection.

You naturally press yourself against him, leaving no space between you as you wrapped your arms around his mid underneath his signature leather jacket. Cheek resting against his chest as you met his look. There was nothing safer than being in Jason Todd’s embrace, with his warmth and scent indulging you. Your heart feels nothing but love and contentment right now.

“Alfred sure doesn’t disappoint. I think he’s upped his game this year.” you muse.

Jason hums lowly, leaning to press his lips against your forehead, resting his chin above your head as you two began to transitionally sway your bodies. “That’s Alfred. There’s pretty much nothing he can’t do. We’d have all gone mad without him.”

“So,” you trail off. “does bringing me all the way over here have something to do with hiding from the flock?”

A small snort escapes your boyfriend as he raised his head up, amused at your remark. “That’s one way to call them.”

“Well it was either that or colony, and the latter doesn’t exactly carry the same ring.”

“.. You just always happen to know that difference?”

You gave a nonchalant shrug. “Kinda. But that doesn’t answer my question, Jay.”

Jason chuckles before he wrapped his arms fully around your body this time, lifting you to his height for a moment before placing your laced sneakers to stand atop his combat boots. Considering Christmas Day was just family and not a party for the upperclass or extended relations of the Waynes, everyone’s attire was casual. One of which happened to be a big red hoodie you stole from your lover. Not that Jason ever minded, he always thought red suited you. It was just a plus to see his own clothes almost hide your figure because of the size difference.

His action surprised you for a second but you went along, curious to see where he was going with this. It didn’t stop him from rocking the both of you together, turning it into a slow waltz that had you two moving about in a steady circle.

“Is it a bad thing for a man to want to spend time alone with the love of his life?”

“No.” you purse your lips, cheeks flaring up from your boyfriend’s honest words. “But I am curious as to why we’re waddling around like penguins.”

“Thought it’d be easier for you.”

“As if that’d be enough, you ridiculous 6ft giant.”

Jason throws his head back with a laugh. Damian had once said that Jason was the most emotional of all of Bruce’s children, Robins specifically. And it was true, when Jason’s feelings would pile up and expand, he’d be overwhelmed with struggles on how to let them out and express it. Which became a pivotal thing of what kept the second Robin and The Bat divided for a few years.

The anger, the hurt, the vengeance. It took a long time for the former duo to sort out their issues, including Jason’s siblings. Even now, he still carried uneasiness in being more open with them upon certain circumstances. His deep level of vulnerability only came out to you. Only with you did he feel comfortable to be gentle and soft, loving and surprisingly romantic on his family’s part, but also show his pain. And considering that the two of you have been pretty much innocently dating since around the end of childhood in your early vigilante years, there came unwavering trust. Just as much as Jason was capable of feeling the deepest abyss of resentment and pain; when he loved, he loved the deepest anyone could have imagined about him.

You were each other’s first everything, and that romance only picked up where it left off when Jason returned to Gotham after being resurrected and serving the League of Assassins. Still, hearing Jason unhesitatingly claim you as something as deep as his soulmate and not just his girlfriend left butterflies in your stomach.

“With the amount of kids Bruce has adopted wandering everywhere, I can’t even hold you for longer than 5 minutes without one interruption.” Jason mumbles out, hugging you as closely as he could.

You deliver him a sweet smile as you moved your arms to different positions. One in his bigger hand, the other resting on his shoulder from behind his back.

“You have me now.” you say, face relaxed.

Jason returns your expression, gazing fondly. “And hopefully longer. You’ll have to get rid of me first, Princess.”

“Out of the question.” you reply, leaning your head on his shoulder. The two of you swaying to your own music, the string of lights shined down on you enchantingly.

Doing the same against your head, Jason begins to lowly murmur in your ear. “‘O my Luve is like a red, red rose that’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody that’s sweetly played in tune.’”

Jason leaves a kiss on your temple. “‘So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, so deep in luve am I; and I will luve thee still, my dear, till a’ the seas gang dry.’”

Then a trail follows down your neck, eliciting a giggle from you, a sound Jason adored hearing. “‘Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, and the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, while the sands o’ life shall run.’”

A small gasp then escapes you when he pick you up and twirls you around in a full circle. When he settled you back on his own feet, Jason finished the last stanza. “‘And fare thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel awhile!’” he moves to brush his lips against yours, just barely. “‘And I will come again, my luve, though it were ten thousand mile.’”

You synchronically kiss each other firmly the second he finished. Your arms around his neck and his around your waist in a tight hold.

Staying that way for minutes long you regrettably had to pull back to breathe, lightly panting.

Easing your footing to the floor, Jason reaches under his leather jacket. Pulling out a real red rose; grinning cheekily as your mouth parted in surprise.

Taking it from his grasp, you inspect the vibrant red colour of the petals admiringly. it matched the hoodie you wore well.

The giddiness of a schoolgirl over her crush never left you when Jason did these things. Show off his love of classic literature as a way to woo and convey his love for you. A side he secretly keeps just for your own eyes and ears. Even then, Jason was good at being verbal with you in his own words and small gestures that leave you in a mushy state.

“How on theme.” you jest with flushed cheeks, pleasantly smiling. “Did you steal one from Alfred’s garden?”

“God no.” Jason lightly retorts, shaking his head at the thought. “Besides, Alfred’s grown white roses this time.” he presses a kiss to your warm cheek. “People do say Christmas is for children and couples. So, have I impressed you, Princess?”

“You always know how.” you softly answer, smooching his jaw before trailing your lips to his mouth.

”I take that as high praise, sweetheart.” grinned Jason.

His quick instincts come out when you suddenly launch yourself at him, wrapping your legs around his waist and arms securely encompassing his neck. Jason uses his forearms to support your backside, mwerily welcoming the multitude of kisses charging towards his lips.

“The lights and the flower were a nice touch.” you say approvingly, mouth now an inch away from Jason’s, foreheads now touching.

“Romantically Christmassy?”

“Uh-huh.”

Jason looks satisfied with himself from your answer, making you laugh. He playfully swatted your ass in response, earthy eyes gleaming with light mischief.

“Ya know, since we’re the only couple here, there’s still some mistletoe around that could be of more use to us than the flock.”

“Guess we have to start looking, then.”

“We could even sneak out a champagne bottle. Or two.”

“In this house? With Bruce’s taste, that’d cost thousands, Jay.”

“It’s not like the Old Man’s gonna miss out on anything he can’t buy again. It’ll be fun.”

A/N: Poem used for this is a Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns.

i also agree with your opinion. at first she's kinda cool, i liked the idea of her guilt and thus taking her identity due to the fact she feels that her sister should be the one who's alive. but watching her play out throughout the game was kinda.. meh? everything abt her feels so forced to me. like maruki was also a new character, but he felt more natural. it was pretty obvious that one of the reasons she was there was to be the waifu bait.

tldr: she was kinda cool at first, but was kinda disappointing. 5/10. could be executed better.

For context, this a past comment regarding my character opinions post here that I finally decided to include here:

My Rants on Kasumi Yoshizawa + 1 & 2

Thanks for the reply, Anon. As nice as it is to get responses and feedback, I DO NOT want to relive getting the hate comments from this character’s cult for expressing my thoughts freely. Please be reasonable when you respond to posts and think before firing hate onto others. If you don’t like these posts I have then it’s fine to ignore and not care, it’s not important.