Im Skeptical About P5X Too, But Atlus Isnt The Company Mainly Developing It, So Hopefully This Will Be

i’m skeptical about p5X too, but Atlus isn’t the company mainly developing it, so hopefully this will be the time for them to work on p6 and not another p5 game

Yeah, but Atlus owns the series, so I’m sure they’d have to have the final say of what goes on. Making another P5 game is one thing. I know there have been talks about fans wanting P5 Arena, we already have Strikers, but to make a spin-off? Without the original crew? P5 was what brought great popularity to the Persona series with its new upgrades from P3 & P4, it’d be hard to top it but the company has most likely already been ahead in the planning. We’ll just have to see how it goes.

𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞

A/N: Thought I’d finally write for Genshin after getting into it. Though honestly Zhongli was what first caught my attention after the game grew popular a few years back before I really took interest. Now I’m a fan.

Fandom(s): Genshin Impact

Zhongli|Morax/Rex Lapis x Fem Reader

Summary: In the past, Zhongli never would have thought he’d get to have this experience throughout all his time walking the lands of Teyvat. Of his past sins but also merits, he thought nothing could truly be novel to him anymore. Until he fell in love with you, and the life he got to now have with you after giving away his Gnosis. And he didn’t regret it a single bit.

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Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, marriage, married life, domesticity, comfort, post Liyue Archon Quest, soft Zhongli, married Zhongli/Reader, retired/former Archon Zhongli, suggestive themes at the end.

Warnings: None.

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In the past, Zhongli never would have thought he’d get to have this experience throughout all his time walking the lands of Teyvat. Of his past sins but also merits, he thought nothing could truly be novel to him anymore.

Until he fell in love with you, and the life he got to now have with you after giving away his Gnosis. And if he had to do it all over again or was offered a return to his archon days, he’d unwaveringly decline. As nothing would amount to being your lover and now, your husband. Where his first priority above everything else was you.

Like currently, as Zhongli returned home from his work. Done with meetings with clients, filling paperwork, or Hu Tao’s antics. He gets to come to a home shared with you, where the lights are already on and the kitchen being used for dinner to be served.

And while this doesn’t happen every day, your routines changing once in a while where your schedules don’t always align in your different jobs. It doesn’t diminish the fluttering and swelling feeling in the former archon’s chest when he gets to have you like this. Something so sweetly intimate and domestic, a word he’s now grown quite acquainted with. For a dragon, this was his nest, a cave where the most precious things he kept safe were here, such as your shared moments together.

“Welcome home, Li!” you smile serenely at him as you turn around from attending the working stove.

“Hello, my love.” Zhongli’s gold eyes soften as a gentle smile of his own reaches his lips.

Especially when you meet him once he enters the kitchen, wrapping your arms together in an embrace. Pressing your head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat despite his layers of clothes, your husband lays a kiss to your head. A light sound of a purr rumbled from him, leaving a tiny giggle to escape you at the sound. You can just imagine his hybrid form’s tail swaying around as he does so as he hugged your waist.

“Hungry yet?” you ask as you turn to look up at him, but not pulling away. “Dinner is almost ready.”

“Yes, I am.” he nods. “Your cooking smells as lovely as ever.”

A light blush spreads across your cheeks at his compliment. A man of words, your husband was, and how skilled he was at it when praising you to the sky. Your habit of being flustered by his attention like a new bride never faded. Something Zhongli found incredibly endearing.

Moving on your tiptoes, you kiss his chin, earning a chuckle from him. Raising his hand to cup your cheek, bringing you forward to properly kiss you. Slowly moving your lips together in sync, the action was sensual and all consuming. It took a few minutes for you to break apart. Admiring each other from close proximity.

“I could never miss out any chance to dine with my wife, after all.” says Zhongli as he grasps your left hand to lay another kiss to your knuckles. Where your wedding and engagement rings were worn. A beautiful gem of Cor Lapis shining under the lights, matching the color of your husband’s affectionate gaze. His left thumb rubbing the backs of your fingers as his own ring twinkled.

“Okay, I’ll let you wash up then.” you reply, giving him another squeeze in your hug before turning back to the meal you’ve been preparing.

“Though, beloved,” Zhongli says as he sheds his blazer off, keeping his wedding ring his bare skin after taking his gloves and thumb rings off.

“Hmm?” you tilt your head back to him, listening in curiosity.

“Please do keep some room for desert. I would like to have it later.”

Your face emitted a dark red flush, heart fluttering at the look on Zhongli’s face as he eyes you with intensity. Like a beast watching his prey, yet an admirer appreciating an artwork.

Gold irises glowed as he stared back up from observing your body to your visage, his left hand on his chin, the right supporting it with it crossed over his chest. A smirk now dawning his face. Playful, sultry.

‘Oh…’ you thought, knees almost trembling. This was definitely going to become a long night.

The Grace/Soul of Death

A/N: I might have the itch to write for this fandom once in a while. I enjoyed the show and can’t wait for the 2nd season. And yes, I made Azrael female here, because I wanted to.

Fandom(s): Hazbin Hotel

Lucifer Magne/Morningstar & (Sister)Azreal/Reader

Charlie Magne/Morningstar & (Aunt)Azreal/Reader

Summary: As the Archangel of Death, your purpose is to be the direct counterpart to God: creating the balance of nature. The end to his creations. Impartial and everlasting. For this, you’re the only one able to travel between the worlds of Heaven, Earth, and Hell freely. So even after your brother, Lucifer, became fallen, your relationship remained.

Headcanon

Content: Fluff, sibling relationships, siblings, platonic relationships, mild angst, family, demons & angels, supernatural, comfort, afterlife, immortality.

Warnings: None.

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Compared to the rest of the archangels, you looked the most different among them, even for all the differences between you as siblings and not looking exactly alike.

With beautiful grey, six feathered wings and black hair, contrasting the ivory wings and lighter locks of your brothers and sisters.

Perhaps morbidly or ironically, you were incredibly beautiful. Many creatures alike tended to gawk upon seeing you for the first time. Your usual appearance seemed like a fantasy; a Greek statue or a painting, something almost surreal, which said a lot for an angel’s usual beauty.

Your looks were crafted to entice the living and the allure of the end. Tempting a person to willingly give up their soul like a siren to a sailor.

Earth is usually your domain, as Death primarily reigns over the world of the living.

You’re the only being able to traverse between all three realms of Heaven, earth, and hell without qualms or restraints.

Already dead souls perished by things like angelic weapons weren’t in your jurisdiction. Their lives had already been over.

Your appearance would morph to a human’s personal perception of death, whether it be their greatest fear, comfort, or something they didn’t consciously understand as their souls left their bodies.

Among the mortals over the years, you were called many names and visualized with different faces in cultures. Thanatos, Anubis, the Grim Reaper, Hel, depicted as a man in most times with a variety of names but their purposes were one and the same.

Even with the conception of Death being depressing and morbid, your name, Azrael, meant ‘Help from God’, and without you, the world would’ve gone chaotic without a balance.

It does get on your nerves about the many misconceptions and ignorance people have about you. The amount of arrogance one has for life is a headache.

You know every information about any and all souls. From their time of birth to death. It seemed intrusive but your photographic memory was a side effect to what you are.

Before Lucifer fell, you two were close. When he talked about his ideas, curiosity and dreams, you listened to them. Never scrutinizing or warning him to think too far compared to your siblings like Michael and Gabriel, or the other angels who were wary of his ideals.

You were impartial and unbiased with your job. You had to, death favoured no one.

As the physical manifestation of Death, you couldn’t disappear from existence yourself. Unlike angels of mortal souls, a pure blooded angel, an archangel at that, was made of grace instead of a soul. And archangels were born with a purpose, unlike humans.

Your main responsibility was to ensure death remained in the living world, though you yourself couldn’t decide where souls would go in the afterlife. Only their end of living.

You didn’t have to be present to every human’s end. Your very existence was what mattered to earth, like a plague taking its course each life in due time.

Compared to Michael, God’s right hand and chief of the angels, you had a bit of a closer relationship to your Father than one would think. Being created as his counterpart and all.

You wielded a weapon known as the Death Scythe, deadlier than angelic weapons and the sharpest blade that can cut anything. Even though a scythe was its usual form, you could change it to anything you wanted. With such a weapon, no could aside from yourself could even lift it.

You’ve made plenty of trips to Hell. Personally witnessing the Pride Ring grow and expand with sinners as Lucifer and Lilith ruled and made a new home and life.

Lucifer was happy that you never saw him any different unlike Heaven. He at least had one family member around. You were his favourite for staying by him all this time.

Your relationship with your other siblings weren’t as close as with Lucifer. You didn’t often see each other for being busy so it was rare to even be in the same room together.

Your family wasn’t the same after your brother’s descent.

His daughter, Charlie, even got to know you when you visited your brother. Referring to you as Aunt Rea. Curiously asking questions about the mortal realm and watching you and her dad do magic together for her.

You and Lilith were well acquainted with each other over the centuries, but you wouldn’t call yourselves particularly close. You did respect each other though.

The first time you reaped a mortal soul, which was Adam’s, it personally relieved you since that meant he was gone. He was a headache. But it cut short when you realized he was going to Heaven.

When Lucifer became hyper-fixated on ducks, you indulged on this hobby of his with him. Lending a hand on his duck-making and being the audience when he presented his creations.

He even made a rubber duck based on you. He keeps one beside his family version on his desk, giving you the other with another set of him and Charlie. You keep them in a safe place.

You’ve been to Lu Lu World, Lucifer’s other passion project that he took great pride in. Your brother still hates Mammon’s guts for making a ripoff off of it.

The Day of the Dead is actually your favourite mortal holiday. Which is something else for an immortal being surrounded by fleeting human traditions. It’s the holiday where humans don’t look down on death but understand the beauty and importance of it.

Along with celebrating the souls who mattered to the living, the vibrant colours, costumes, music, festivities, it was honestly on one of these rare time that you felt happy.

When Charlie came to you about her rehabilitation project, you unfortunately couldn’t offer much assistance. Since being the Angel of Death meant you could only be a neutral party.

You weren’t a fan of the Exterminators and Extermination Day. You thought Heaven was always too paranoid, and you still detested Adam when he somehow became the leader of that army. They made you releasing souls, sinners or not, to the afterlife seem pointless if they were to just cease existing because they wanted to.

One time someone had mistaken Adam for you, it got you severely peeved.

And for his bigmouth, Adam wasn’t stupid enough to pick a fight with Death herself.

When Lucifer and Lilith parted ways and Charlie became independent, you were your brother’s only frequent visitor when he got more reclusive.

For feeling disconnected with his daughter and lonesome, he was grateful you were still here with him. Even when time changes throughout your immortal lives, your familial love for each other stayed timeless. King of Hell, fallen angel, or the Devil, he will always be your brother.

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.

A question I seriously want to know because I’ve been debating myself over this for some time and I want to settle this:

For me I can’t quite decide myself. I use both names when I write for Joker, either because it’s requested or to simply show that there isn’t anything wrong with using either of them to address our P5 Protagonist.

Of course, through the majority of my writing of posts and my Entwined Hearts story, I use Akira Kurusu. It was the first name I learned of for Joker so it was familiar, but to me it sounded better. And it was, as far as I’m aware of, the first name for him when the manga adaptation came out after the game. Ren Amamiya was chosen by a producer for the anime because it held symbolism and meaning, which is what I liked about it.

Akira Kurusu meant “a killer kill”, it could also be “vessel of dawn” for the kanji in the name. I don’t know Japanese, the second meaning just came from a source. Ren Amamiya stood for “Rain Palace”. Obviously, Atlus chose Ren Amamiya for his name in Dancing Starlight and I suppose other places as well. Akira was only in the manga, and Akira is used by another character in Strikers. Sound and wording goes to Akira, but symbolism and representation is Ren.

So I kept thinking on whether or not I should switch the name in my story and how I think of him. And what better way to decide that by asking your take on this?

Hello !! May I ask why isn't your rules link isn't working?

I’ll get it running. Reason is that because I’ve changed my username the links probably didn’t follow through with it. There will be times where I won’t know which link isn’t working since I don’t exactly look over my posts often.