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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: With the two of you being busy with school, thieving, and hanging out with friends, there hasn’t been enough time for just you both lately. Luckily, now you have it.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, light petting, resolved sexual tension, pre-relationship, groping, touching, consensual.

Warnings: Mild sexual content/smut/NSFW.

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“R-Ren…” you breathe out softly as you feel his warmth over your skin. A blush blooming your cheeks.

A light hum is what answers you as your leader moves a bigger hand to squeeze your breast. The other has travelled down and lightly rubbed between your legs over your dress.

You were completely topless, all bare for Ren to see. While the bottom of your dress was hiked up, barely covering your panties as he was positioned with your legs on either side of him. This wasn’t exactly what you expected when the quiet noiret led you inside his room. Being pushed down on his bed as he smoothly made your body give in to his touch.

There always seemed to be some tension happening between you and your Joker. Not the kind where you didn’t get along, because you two always connected well together. It was the kind where when silence passes over you, your bodies are the ones making conversation. His intense gray eyes hidden behind those fake spectacles leered at you in a way that made you nervous to look back. How you made a habit in getting close to him more than your friends. Whenever you both sat beside each other now, he would reach out under the table to rub your thigh, from it being harmless affection to sneakily going near your folds, but not actually doing so. Ren would even trail his lips down your neck to your shoulder, barely touching, it gave you shivers in want.

He was so daring, it made you barely think. You can hardly ever say no to your leader when he’s become all you’ve craved for.

“It’s been some time since we were together.” Ren whispered in your ear with his low pitched voice. He then presses his lips against yours, going sensual and deep, it left your head spinning. “You look so good when you’re blushing so vibrantly.”

“Mmm~” you let out as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him so you’re chest to chest.

He gives you a soft chuckle as he slips his tongue to greet yours. Pushing the kiss into something more erotic.

”I’m happy that you only let me touch you like this.” purred Ren. He pinches around your areola, causing a squeak to escape you. “Always so devoted to your leader, it just makes me want to repay it tenfold.”

One of his hands goes underneath your bunched up dress and rubs your folds over your panties. Ren’s mouth is now moving over your neck, sucking enough for hickeys to show soon. You can’t help but let out a moan with the things he’s doing. It’s hard to say what kind of relationship you have with your Trickster. It was never outspoken that you were lovers. But you certainly aren’t just friends, it’s so much more than that.

”Touch me more, Ren..” you say with a slight pleading tone. “I want to feel you.”

”You’ll feel me, baby.” he promised. “Let me take my time loving you, okay? It’s been too long since I could, so nothing will take that away from me now.”

The noiret then moves to take his shirt off as you pant out from his petting and caresses. “You’re so wet, it makes me flattered.” He pushes a thumb to your pearl, it brings your legs to tighten their hold on his hips.

Ren’s head is to your chest, trailing sloppy kisses until he’s sucking each breasts. His hand rubbing your clothed slit at a much faster pace.

”R-Ren! Ren!” you can’t help but chant as your moans come out even more. Your hands go to run over his own bare skin, trying to memorize what his body feels like.

You can easily feel him smile against your skin.

“Be ready for my next move, love.” Ren spoke softly, his lips touching yours. “It might overwhelm you.”

He smashes a rougher, more passionate kiss, one you reciprocate greatly. It’s then that you sense his fingers peeling off your panties that made you realize how much time you both will be needing.

𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Sumire|Kasumi Yoshizawa/Violet

Summary: Sumire knew that she was only fooling herself from seeing the truth. Again.

One-shot

Content: Romance, unrequited love, unrequited crush, unrequited pining, angst, heartbreak, P5 Royal spoilers, established relationship, jealousy, unhappy ending.

Warnings: None.

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Sumire realized she fell in love with him after the events of Maruki’s palace when she came back to the realization of who she was, and what she was doing. It was just her, Joker, Crow, and you. You and the boys were able to defect against Maruki’s false reality, working together to change his heart and bring everything to normal. When that had gone sideways, leading to the truth of Sumire’s cognition being to parade around as her elder twin sister, Kasumi, her kidnapping by Maruki, her rescue, and her adjusting to being herself again after months of assuming a different identity.

She always thought you made a balanced trio. Joker and Crow always did have a rivalry that would never go away, but you’d be the one to mediate and dissolve any conflict between them. Sumire envied the maturity you had, how you knew how to handle people and situations while being such a capable fighter. In full honesty you both got along fairly well, but there seemed to be some tension between you that the redhead knew only existed because of her. And she had a feeling you were aware of that.

Akechi had also sensed it, watching your interactions. It was a skill of his, after all, he is a detective. Sumire could never tell with Akira, he always tended to keep a straight face all the time. Even when he told dry jokes and sarcastic remarks, never once did he crack.

”Th-Thank you, Joker.” Sumire says, back when she still called herself Kasumi, face flushed behind her mask as the noiret swooped in and pulled her away from a Shadow’s attack. Though that suddenly brought him to accidentally carrying her bridal style.

Joker responded with a nod to her. There was a warm feeling in her chest as she basked in the sensation of what it would be like to be in his arms.

”We need to get moving.” you cut in, tone empty as you walked, more like marched, passed them. Never once looking in their direction.

”I agree,” Crow voices as he followed after you. He gave Joker and Violet a side eye as he did.

The redhead turned to see the noiret’s gaze focusing on you. He immediately let her down, unexpectedly a bit rough, which startled her.

”Sorry about that.” he apologized before going after you and Crow. He knew that the young detective liked to rub him in when he could. And that included you when jealousy happened.

Violet was quiet as she trailed after the three of you. Watching how Joker’s hand reached and grasped the end of your sleeve. Not intertwining hands, but an action showing his reassurance in a gentle and slow way.

Violet hated how unnerved she felt when she saw you let Joker come closer as you both walked.

It was different with you. Akira’s expression would melt into a softer, more fonder look when you were in his sight. She could see it in the way you both fought together, the grace and strength shared between you as you took down Shadows. How he’d reach out for you in case there was any danger. And the time when the gymnast saw him kiss the back of your hand like a gentleman. Rubbing a red gloved thumb over your knuckles as he stared at you like you were all that mattered.

Sumire wanted to believe that it was all because of his alter ego, where the typical quiet and level headed Akira turned into the bold and charismatic Joker of the Phantom Thieves. She felt a connection with him when they began their friendship during the school cleanup. Akira was kind when talking to her, helping her fend off against a man who didn’t take no for an answer, who wanted to learn some gymnastic tricks, who would hear her out when she needed it, who cared even if she wasn’t her twin sister, Kasumi. Just plain ordinary Sumire Yoshizawa who loved Akira Kurusu, and she was only fooling herself to thinking that maybe a small part of him reciprocated her feelings.

”Are you alright, Sumire?” Akira asked, tilting his head at her. He was still in his green apron, working alone at Leblanc. The place wasn’t really busy, only Sumire who sat at the counter as a customer.

“Oh, I’m fine Senpai!” she brushed off quickly. “I was just lost in thought is all!”

He lets out a nod in response, going over to dry some of the mugs. She found it nice to see him work.

”Hey Joker!” Morgana called out, coming down the stairs. “Lady (Y/N) left a text for you.”

The noiret turns his head to the feline, stopping his task. “What’d she say?”

”She wanted to know if your study date is still on.” answered Morgana as he leaped onto the counter.

”Then I’ll let her know.” says Akira before looking to Sumire. “Do you mind watching the café for a second? There aren’t any customers right now but just in case…”

”It’s no trouble at all!” the young gymnast replied, shaking her head. “I’d be happy to.”

“Thanks.” he voiced appreciatively, going up the steps.

”Young love, right?” the black cat spoke to her while staring at the staircase. “I swear this guy is ridiculously whipped. You should see him when he calls her. He gets that dopey smile on his face.”

”Ah…” Sumire trails off, a wavered grin spreading her lips. “They fit together, don’t they?”

”You have no idea.” Morgana sighed out, tired of always being the one to see the sappiness of your relationship.

Sumire’s chest feels tight, causing her hand to go over it, gripping the fabric of her shirt.

When the redhead found out she was falling for the leader of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts, it made her try to act braver with her actions, hoping he’d pick up on it. But she knew it was pointless when all he saw was you. Who easily touched Akira like second nature, holding hands, caressing his arm, standing side by side. And he did the same, wrapping an arm around your waist when a Shadow went to strike you, how open and comfortable he was with talking to you. He showed a more bolder part of himself, flirting and giving you more of his attention.

When Sumire was in her thief getup, she almost thought she saw his eyes trail over her thighs, bare from the black leotard and boots. It made her flush when she thought about it.

She wasn’t really one of them, a member of his group. Though she was always welcomed to help them out. Violet had a fluttery sensation in her chest when she noticed how much she and Joker matched in their outfits: three long black tailcoats, red gloves, reverse coloured masks. She wondered if that was such a coincidence.

Then she’d see you and realize it wasn’t just them. Your attire complimented well with his just as much as hers. Sumire remembers how Ann would tease how you and Akira were like a couple. Ryuji would join in, and Haru would fawn over how you behaved as one. Sumire wanted to consider it all playful banter, however the tightness in her chest said otherwise. Sumire suddenly felt a spike of knots in her stomach when thinking of you. You, who stood confidently and unwaveringly at her Senpai’s side. The upperclassman who gave her his nonjudgemental attention, who mundanely encouraged her with the same words to cheer her up over her so called ‘funk’ throughout their hangouts. The person she deceived the most when parading around as her sister. Even now, Sumire showed no interest in forming any attachments with his friends; especially you, his girlfriend, outside the Metaverse. She would be lying if she said you and his team were company she wanted to be around. When all the first-year really wanted was his focus to be solely on her.

She soon came to finally understanding what it was that she felt towards you. Resentment. Loathing. Jealousy. Bitterness. It shocked her to say the least, but deep in her gut she knew it made sense. Whether it was playing as the perky and bold Kasumi or the attention-seeking and meek, yet real Sumire, her hatred for you was true. And for the Persona-user of Cinderella of all people, the redhead was far from sweet and innocent as she behaved who was unluckily mistreated by those around her.

Sumire wore a mask to hide as Cinderella did when she attended the ball to meet her prince. No body was ever personally cruel to the gymnast, her parents were kind and good to her, her sister was just being the natural tender older sibling. Taking the lead in choosing her clothes and everything else because Sumire let her. But the redhead despised it all deep down.

She felt unsatisfied, unsatisfied with what she had and wanted more for herself. To be in the spotlight, standing 1st place as she waved to the crowd, for her classmates to shower her in praises for her hard work, for her parents’ to have their breaths taken away with her performances. And out of all of them, to have Kasumi be sidelined for once in her life so she could see that her little sister could be above her in the passion they shared.

No one in Sumire’s personal life treated her less, but she turned it as such to settle her greed and inferiority complex. So it might quench the possible guilt she might feel as it grew into something she couldn’t pretend didn’t exist. It caused her to go through a muddle of confusion. Was she really remorseful for the twin she loved or… for being the cause of her death..? Did she even love her enough when she was still here?

During the time Kasumi lived all Sumire could feel was envy and spite. And maybe even now after Maruki’s Palace disappeared when the Phantom Thieves’ were victorious, it hadn’t gone away. Just like her hidden grudge against you. Honestly, Sumire was seriously surprised that she didn’t have her own Palace, even more so when Akechi suspected her to be the final Palace Ruler instead of Maruki. That had to all be because of her being under the counselor’s influence, right..?

Going to the park, she learned the hard truth. The first-year was frozen in place when she saw Akira lean down to you, a deep kiss shared between you. You had one hand tangled in his messy black locks, the other over his neck. While his was around your waist, the other on the small of your back.

Sumire felt like she couldn’t move, her heart seemed to plummet to the ground. Luckily, she was not in both of your lines of vision. Things would’ve been more awkward if she was. The redhead was close enough to where she could hear the words Akira was saying to you.

”I love you, Treasure.” the noiret said, voice entirely sincere as his face was inches away from yours. With him pushing a strand of hair away from your face.

The pet name struck a hit to Sumire. How funny was that, a thief who steals Treasures in the Metaverse calling a lover that. That proved how much Akira felt for you.

A giggle escapes you as he nudges his nose against yours. “Always a charmer, huh?”

”Only for you.” he grins.

Finally, Sumire’s body was able to move, and she didn’t hesitate to run off in her previous direction. Who was she kidding? She never stood a chance, and she felt horrible that she was trying to push you apart when you’ve loved each other before she even came into the picture.

Once Sumire had stopped, she rested her hands on her knees as she panted. “Why do I keep doing that?” she whispers to herself. “Wanting something that isn’t mine to take…”

First Kasumi’s spotlight, now Akira himself? Sumire put her hands to her face, feeling her eyes water and her breathing hitch. Her heart sinking and turning as she thought back to the memory of you two. All the signs were there, yet she chose to blindly ignore them all, just like with Kasumi, her coach, her parents, everyone from her life. You didn’t deserve to be hurt all because she was greedy and selfish and petty. She really had it coming, so the throbbing ache in her heart was fitting for trying to steal Akira from you. And Sumire has to come to terms with the fact that he’ll never love her the way he does for you and the way she does him.

Red Hoodie

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: It wasn’t a secret to one another that you share clothes. But Ren’s heart can’t help but swell when seeing you wear his every time.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, domesticity.

Warnings: None.

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The scent of coffee came through your nose as you took a deep breath. There was always something so warm and comforting about smelling coffee in the morning. And you can’t help but feel a sense of peace from it, it was a welcoming reminder of your boyfriend. You could always find the scent of coffee on him when you cuddled or came beside him.

Rubbing your eyes, you let out a small groan as you stretched under the covers. Your body felt a bit sore last night as you and Ren doted on each other. It was always so meaningful with him, but also as much of a wildcard as he really was. It was those intimate moments where he showed his Joker side in the real world that gave you a thrill every time.

Knowing that the quiet teen was downstairs helping Sojiro, you took a minute to lay on his bed, unmoving before getting up and putting some clothes on. It was at that time you decided to raid Ren’s wardrobe for a shirt.

Your eyes lit up as you found a red oversized hoodie under one of his turtlenecks. Ren had bought it in Tokyo as he needed a change of the typical casual outfits he usually wore. You loved seeing him in it, it matched the aesthetic he unknowingly made for himself. Ren could really pull off a lot of looks if he tried.

Grabbing a hold of the hoodie you eagerly put it on, taking a sniff of the fabric. It was unworn and clean, but still smelled like your lover all the same.

Reaching for your pants, you heard a pair footsteps before a knock on the door. Knowing who it was, you voice a “Come in”, leading to Ren himself going inside with a cup of coffee and a plate of curry.

Ren’s gray eyes could only stay on you as he put the food on his desk. “Hey, Treasure.” he said sweetly in that smooth, deep, gentle voice of his.

“Ren~” you say, going over to wrap your arms around his middle. The noiret returns the gesture, holding you close to his chest as he put his chin on top of your head. He rubbed your back with a hum.

“I see you’ve found my hoodie,” he mused, pulling apart to look down at you.

You let out a shrug, “It was just waiting to be worn.”

Ren gives a chuckle, holding a soft expression. “You’re beautiful in it, Treasure.”

Your face flushes at his compliment. He always knew what to say, the sly flirt. “You say that about everything I wear.” you playfully chided.

The lanky male runs a hand through your hair, face showing nothing but adoration. “Well it’s true, with or without clothes.” he grins at the light smack on his arm you gave him, enjoying the way you tried to stop your cheeks from turning pink. “And you know me…” Ren leans down to your ear. “when something catches a thief’s eye, they take it.” Standing upright, he grabs your hand and gives you a twirl. “I just happened to nab a lovely Treasure in red. My red, that is.”

Ren finally moves to press his lips to yours, kissing slowly. “You’re so adorable in my clothes, darling.” he whispered against your mouth. “Now, breakfast in bed? I have a new flavour of coffee I think you’ll like.”

You let out a warm smile, “I’d love to try it.”

Bond of a Gentleman Thief

*Requested by: @chapik123 | AU where Arsène becomes his own being both in and out of the Metaverse.

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Arsène & Fem Reader/Phantom Thieves of Hearts

Summary: A typical relaxing day in the Phantom Thieves’ lives with Joker’s former Persona, Arsène. And as once a part of their leader, he loves you just the same.

One-Shot

Content: Fluff, romance, humour, alternate universe, playful flirting, platonic relationships, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

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If Joker had known that the strange Shadow they were facing gave random status effects—one of which could separate a Persona from its' user, he would've taken the time to reconsider his targets. This was not what he and everyone else were expecting when they decided to do some training in Mementos.

When Noir had been hit, she was influenced by Sleep in the middle of the fight. Skull was taken by Freeze, and Panther had Paralyze. It was a prolonging battle, but just as Joker made his All-Out Attack, the Shadow somehow landed a direct blow in exchange.

"Joker!" Mona shouts as the other thieves looked at their leader in worry. Joker's chest felt tight, along with a strange headache. He had to lower himself to the ground so he wouldn't collapse from his condition.

You immediately rushed to his side and supported him as he tried to gather his bearings.

"Aki..?" you spoke softly as your brows furrowed in concern. Saying his real name showed your deep worry for him.

"I.." he trailed off, clutching his shirt and holding a hand to his forehead.

The team gathered around to check on him, all three status effects had already been removed, but they didn't know what was happening to their leader.

"I don't know what's going on! These readings don't make sense!" Oracle exclaimed.

Suddenly, Joker's mask began to light up in familiar blue flames before it went over to the rest of his body, leaving you to let him go, backing away with your teammates as the fire became larger.

"What the hell..?!" Skull says in shock.

Chains had suddenly sprouted up, and soon the large flames moved from Joker's body, towering over him instead. Arsène's black wings came out and dispersed the fire completely, leaving the Persona to fully appear.

"Arsène..?" you let out in confusion.

"But Joker didn't even take off his mask!" exclaims Mona, wide eyed. "A Persona can't just show up on its own!"

Joker's pain had now faded away, and he was able to stand up again. You went and helped him, putting his arm over your shoulders to support his weight. Joker was now facing his first Persona in the eyes, disbelieving when seeing the sight for himself.

It was after that that Akira's life took a turn. He was always able to feel Arsène at the forefront of his mind outside the Metaverse. The noiret could sense the Persona's reaction to certain things. Like when he checked out an Arsène Lupin book from the library the first time or when you'd come over to see him alone in Leblanc or out on a date around Tokyo. Akira figured that the reason for Arsène's fond reaction to you was because of his own feelings.

From what Mona and Igor had told him, Personas are the manifestation of thought that comes from deep inside a person's heart. And there wasn't a doubt that Akira’s love for you was the same, he never thought that his Personas would be kind of influenced from it.

"You're going to be late for school if you don't go now~" Arsène says lightly, fiery eyes glowing with a bit of mirth. Akira wasn't sure if he could still reach into his mind like he used to.

After what happened in Mementos two weeks ago, it came to the thieves' realization that Arsène had somehow separated himself from Akira. He could appear in the real world on his own, which startled the group greatly when they saw him show up after a flash of blue flames in Leblanc one day. Morgana needed to take a breather when it happened.

No one was sure if Arsène still counted as a Persona anymore with how materialistic he was. Luckily, to Sojiro and other civilians Arsène was invisible. They couldn't see, hear, or feel him in any way. Morgana theorized that it was most likely because of the Metaverse. Since the thieves have been there and were Persona users, it'd make sense that they'd be the only ones to notice him. Futaba thought to call Arsène a ghost for it. Ryuji went for demon, considering how the former Persona still had a connection to Akira, the noiret was probably a lifeline for his existence still.

Having Arsène around wasn't a bad thing, he never showed up during class or out in the open when Akira and Morgana went out on errands. But he would pop up occasionally when Phantom Thief business would be discussed or to just have a leisure hangout. Plus, he helped the Wildcard in increasing his Charm and Kindness. You enjoyed his flirting and doting either way.

What turned out to be a random team up with Akira's Persona had become a unique and fitting dynamic friendship with everyone.

"Okay, so Operation Babe Hunt was a fail, but this time we have a shot!" Ryuji said enthusiastically. It was the weekend, so the group came together to spend time in Shibuya. The girls went off to do some window shopping, which included bringing a reluctant you along with.

"But why am I here? I already have a girlfriend." Akira reminded blankly. Though he knew you wouldn't take Ryuji's dating search seriously.

"I know." the blond groaned. "What's with our leader having all the luck?"

"Is this really something important enough that we have to do again?" asked Yusuke, uninterested. "I would've much preferred going to see any art supplies that can be sold here."

"I don't understand why I'm here either." Akechi added with arms crossed, hiding his irritation behind a smile. "If you haven't noticed, I have some paperwork to get to."

"Oh come on!" Ryuji says, eyes begging. "You can't just leave me on my own, this is a group effort." he turns to Akira. "Besides, since you already have a girl, you could be the wingman."

Akira's face doesn't change, "Why not just ask Arsène?"

The Persona appears as soon as his name was mentioned, startling Ryuji. "To catch a woman's attention should begin with a gentleman's behaviour.”

"That's asking a lot for Ryuji." Morgana comments, sticking his head out of Akira's bag.

"Like you have any room to talk." retorts Ryuji. "For a so called gentleman yourself, you can't seem to turn the cat charm on Ann."

The feline gave a fierce glare, ears pointed up. "I'd be better than a brute."

"You—"

"Let's settle down, yes?"Arsène interrupted calmly, flapping his wings forward in between Akira and Ryuji. "There's no need for such a dispute."

"You can finish your petty little fight out of the public eye." Akechi stated bluntly. "It would make things much easier for us to not be stared at like freak shows."

Ryuji just stared at the male, annoyed. "I figured the Detective Prince would be a total chick magnet, but thinking about it now, it was probably a bad idea."

"I would think that Arsène's opinion on gaining a relationship would be a preferred choice." Yusuke inputs thoughtfully. "His assistance has helped (Y/N) and our leader's own romance grow further."

Akira's body slightly jolts as he turns to the artist a little frazzled. Yusuke had admired the love between you when you both revealed to your friends that you were dating. He even made a few painting of you and Akira modelling for him as inspiration. Of course Arsène came to see them, including the process. Together they were an unique pair. They bonded with their formal speech, and the perspectives Arsène gave him in art.

"We're not in the 20th century." Ryuji declined. He wasn't about to have Akira's old Persona/demon coach him in the ways of getting a girl. The two came into banter over Ryuji's habits, like slouching and way of speaking, though not seriously butting heads.

"You wound me, monsieur." chuckled Arsène. "Ladies still do find chivalry to be an attractive trait."

"Ugh..." The blond's face remained flat when gazing at the demon levitating above them.

"This is going to take a while.." Akira says to the other males as they watched Arsène and Ryuji bicker back and forth again.

"You looked like you had a fun time." you say amusedly, standing in his room.

"That's one word to describe it." your boyfriend sighed, lying on his bed, face free of his fake spectacles.

Your friends had gone out to gather their things for a studying session. As the first to arrive, you went to meet with Akira.

You give a small sympathetic smile as you walked up to him, taking a seat while placing his head on your lap. Akira held a look of contentment and softness at you. Your hand moved to run through his soft messy black tresses, you found a love for touching his fluffy hair.

Akira glides his own hand into yours before lacing your fingers together. Turning your intertwined hand to where he was faced with the back of your palm, the noiret pressed an affectionate kiss to it. A light blush rose to your cheeks at the gesture.

"Always the romantic, huh?" you said, heart fluttering.

"For my Treasure, definitely." he responds, tons nonchalant, the casual debonair that he was.

You lean down close enough to where your noses lightly touched. Akira's other hand came to cup your cheek, encouraging you further to his lips. Just as you two were about to kiss, a familiar presence came to his room.

"Of course, he has some help along the way, chérie." Arsène spoke, humour in his fiery eyes as he disrupted the moment.

Akira groaned quietly as his head plopped back to your lap. "It's nice to see you again, Arsène." you greet calmly, with a faint regaled smile.

He bowed with a hand to his chest, "It is always a pleasure to be graced by your arrival, chère rosé."

The noiret eyes the demon sharply, "Hey, there's only one phantom thief in her life you know."

The entity only lets out a laugh, "Ah, there is no need for agression, you are my creator after all. My adoration for our dame voleuse is from your own heart, I assure you." with the flap of his wings, Arsène is in front of you and Akira. He takes his clawed hand and holds your human one, fragile and all flesh. He delivers his own kiss to it, where the flames behind his piercing smile gave you a gentle brush.

"No Trésor could compare." cooed Arsène.

You give an expression of amusement, you were used to Arsène's natural cunning and flirtatious behavior. He showed the most personality out of all of Akira's Personas. When Arsène brought this side of him to the team the first few times, they weren't sure if he was serious or playful.

Ann was taken aback by it, replying with dry responses to his words before getting used to how it was just who he was. She helped settle the demon down from his eccentrics. He and Haru became close over their dark tones that hid behind kind demeanours. Makoto gave lighthearted debates over law with him. Futaba adored the former Persona, in both fascination and personal likeness. She wanted to broaden his views of modern life. And Arsène displayed a more softer side towards the youngest member, they made a mischievous pair.

But of course, there was you. You were the Wildcard's lover, the object of his affection. Arsène wondered if you knew just how strongly the boy felt for you. You were sweet to the ones closest to you, whether it was noticeable or not. A formidable and reliable Persona user who always had her teammates' back. Akira has never loved anyone in the past as much as he loves you now. And you shared the same feelings, it wasn’t exaggeration for you to claim that no one could beat Akira in your love life.

Arsène naturally held some of Akira's love for you when he separated from him. Which meant that no matter the bonds he had with the girls, which are genuine to him, the demon would always be devoted to you. He shared Akira's romanticism, proving a close resemblance to the Arsène Lupin from the books with his gentlemanly manners. The former Persona's charm was filled with honest adoration. You took it in fondness for him, finding light humour in his antics as well, including his teasing to the noiret for doing so. You'd even play along to Arsène's jest, which made him consider you a femme fatale in those moments. It allured both him and Akira upon this side of you.

"That can be debatable." the noiret says impassively, narrowly gazing at Arsène.

"There's never a dull moment with you two." you muse, shaking your head.

Soon Morgana came in, his paws lightly pattering against the stairs as he made his way up. "Hey Joker, Akechi's here. He says he wants to talk to you about something. He seems.. disgruntled." the feline's face showed a look of pleasant surprise when noticing you. "Oh, Lady (Y/N)! I didn't realize you were here so soon."

"Hey, Mona." you slightly wave. Akira reluctantly sits up, away from your lap. He scratches his head, feeling exasperated over the double interruptions.

"Akechi never misses a cue, huh?" Akira replies dryly, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

A small laugh escapes you when seeing Akira's pout. To make your boyfriend's mood better, you give a kiss to his cheek. "We can spend time together later. You should go see what Akechi wants, you know how he is with you."

Akira's lips make a line, looking only half unmotivated to go, but his steel eyes soften for you as he stands up and adjusts his clothes a bit. You turn to Morgana with inviting arms, to which he happily accepts, scampering into your embrace.

"A friendship like theirs wouldn't be without settling oppositions." remarks Arsène. The rivalry between those two boys was basically the foundation of their relationship.

"That's an understatement." you sigh.

The noiret puts his glasses back on, moving towards you, he holds his hand out. You take it, both gazing at each other sweetly. It left you to carry Morgana with one arm as you both made it downstairs; Arsène following behind.

Akechi was seated at the bar as Sojiro stood behind it, going over his daily task. When seeing you all, the older man gestured his head to the detective.

"I'll leave you guys to talk, I'm closing up so make sure everything is clean and tidy after your friends are gone. Don't forget to lock up." and after a few minutes, Sojiro flipped the door sign closed and left.

"Pardon the intrusion." spoke Akechi, holding an easygoing smile. "I hope I didn't disrupt you two."

"Did you come for some coffee before going about the evening?" Akira plainly asked the brunette with a raised brow. The noiret wonders if interrupting his time with you was what the detective hoped for.

Akechi chuckles lightly in response, "Leblanc's coffee is more so a bonus. I was thinking of having one made by you as repayment for bringing me along with your friend's shenanigans."

You sweat drop, expression blank as you feel Akechi's mild chagrin. Morgana only gave the detective a wary look, hopping onto one of the stool seats.

Akira turns to you with the shake of his head before letting go of your hand to move behind the bar. Putting on his green apron, he began to prepare Akechi's drink.

"A penny for your thoughts, detective?" Arsène inquires amusedly.

Said teen regarded the former Persona carefully. ".. I'm merely expecting a beverage in return for wasting my afternoon in witnessing your lecture to Sakamoto."

"The boy has much to learn if he wants to reach a lady's heart." Arsène simply states.

"I'm sure Ryuji will figure it out eventually." you muse, the back of your hand resting under your chin on the counter.

"Who knows when that's gonna come." Morgana comments slyly.

"Here you are." Akira places the warm cup in front of Akechi.

"You have my thanks." the brunette nods.

"Hey!" Ryuji greets, coming inside, with the others following behind him.

“Sojiro texted to let us know the café was still open.” notified Futaba, waving her phone. As she and Yusuke didn’t attend the same school like everyone else, they had no involvement with the homework.

“We should keep everything to a minimum, we wouldn’t want to inconvenience him for trusting us here without his supervision.” Makoto advised.

Ryuji raises a brow at Akechi, “I think none of us were expecting see you twice today.”

The brunette gives a tight grin, “I just came for some compensation from your leader after the hours you’ve made me give up.”

“Hey, I didn’t drag you along outta force!”

“That defence is rather weak.”

“Why don’t we get started, yeah?” you offer, defusing a future argument.

“You guys can take a seat.” said Akira, following your lead. “Do you want anything?”

“A coffee does sound nice, thank you.” Haru nods appreciatively.

“I for one only came for the café’s beverages.” Yusuke bluntly said.

Futaba nudges him with her elbow, “Just sit down and help, all right, Inari?”

“That name is always unnecessary!”

“Guess we have to study now…” Ann sighed.

After delivering everyone’s orders, the group gathered at one of the tables with open books and paper. You and Akira naturally sat together. Arsène went to look around, levitating above you all.

“Thieves aren’t thieves without knowledge.” the demon muses. “Anything can become useful.”

“You say it like it’s easy..” Ryuji slightly slouched.

“Arsène makes a valid point.” agreed Morgana, as both different beings that originated in the same reality, they got along well. “Studying has proven a great strength for the Metaverse.”

“Um, how do you do question 7 again?” asked Ann, looking over her textbook.

“Here, I can teach you.” Makoto says, turning to help the blonde.

“Thanks.”

“For a high school student yourself, you show no indication of it.” Arsène notes to Akechi.

“I make sure to balance both school and detective work is all.” the young male answered.

“And putting Persona user in the mix doesn’t always make things easy.” Arsène gestures to Akira. “Take my creator for instance, he has a habit of self-neglect with so many things on his plate.”

The noiret narrows his eyes at his former Persona, stoic.

“But of course our autre moitié and confidants always bring him back to his senses.” a tiny blush sweeps Akira’s face at the sentence as you brush a lock of his curly hair gently. A smile graces your lips, feeling shy at another of Arsène’s casual declaration of love for you. His French pet names are evident for one.

Akira gives your thigh a light squeeze from under the table, tracing your knee with his thumb. The noiret’s gaze is open and honest to you behind his spectacles.

“Perhaps you need to learn how to slow down from work.” inputs Arsène. In hindsight, he acted as a parent/guardian in some ways.

“I’m perfectly able, I find time to be more worthwhile in what I do now.” Akechi would be described as the cliche stubborn and distant child. Though Arsène doesn’t mind it.

“I’m not sure if I find their dynamic more interesting than Arsène and Ryuji’s.” you chuckle.

“I think so, too.” Morgana licked his paw.

“We aren’t that interestin’!” objected Ryuji.

“Deny all you want, you two give us quite the show.” Futaba replies, humoured.

“It is hard not to watch.” Haru joins in, a small giggle escaping her.

“Your personalities clash in a unique setting.” Yusuke notes to her. “Something pleasant on the outside that actually hides shared desire for danger. Quite frightening.”

“Arsène’s need to analyze for any loophole of the law fits with that as well.” sighs Makoto. She goes to stare at Akira after. “He gets it from someone.”

“Only the less obvious person would be it.” Ann laughs.

“But that’s what makes me fascinating, no?”

You lean to your boyfriend’s shoulder, “We’re an intriguing bunch, huh?”

Akira slides his hand to yours, “Yeah, but we make it work.”

Desk Work

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Female Reader

Summary: You persuade your hardworking boyfriend to take a break. He more than happily accepts your way of unwinding him.

One-shot

Content: Slight fluff, romance, established relationship, stress relief, oral sex, vaginal sex, desk sex, creampie, minor praise kink.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW, mild language.

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Laying mindlessly on Akira's bed, your (e/c) eyes went from the window to him working on his desk. The noiret was occupied in making picklocks for the Phantom Thieves' next heist. Morgana had chosen to stay with Futaba for the night at your request, while also promising to have Akira go to bed on time. so everything were relatively quiet.

A frown settles on your lips as you silently watched your boyfriend's back. As the leader, it was natural for him to be busy with prioritizing school and thieving. But lately you've noticed how tired he's gotten, his day to day schedule seemed to be more packed than usual, along with the small signs of stress he was giving off. This was why you had asked Morgana to give you some privacy. You knew Akira as much as he knew himself, and being a workaholic was one of them. As of this moment he had been working for almost two hours, which was enough for you to take over. If anyone could persuade him, it was you, his girlfriend.

Sitting up and standing on your socked feet, you slowly make your way to him. Akira, being so attentive to his task, didn't notice you approach.

Just an inch apart from behind him, you lean down to wrap your arms around his neck, making him pause. "You've been at this for a while now." you softly say. "How about a break?"

"There's still a few things I need to go over, then I'm done. It'll be quick." Akira assured, accepting your embrace with a small smile.

Remaining unswayed as you knew it would be far from quick, you brush some of Akira's curly locks away to lay a kiss on his temple. You continue the action, transitioning from his cheek to his jaw, which had him instinctively incline to you. The corners of your lips turned upwards, eyes brightening as an idea came to your mind.

Pulling away from the male, he gives a small look of disappointment before it changed to one of curious interest as you went to stand in front of him. Since Akira knew he wasn’t going to be able to turn down your affections.

Moving to sit on his lap with your legs hanging either side, Akira didn't hesitate to welcome you in. Placing a hand on your hips, he moved one to cup the back of your neck, pulling your face to his to mesh a kiss. You wrapped your arms around Akira's shoulders as the both of you thought nothing but each other. The noiret pressed on with a bit more force, like he was deprived of your lips for so long. The faint sounds of the streets and cars going by were left as buzzing background noises. Giving a small moan against your lip-lock, you felt the blissfulness of his touch. But soon you broke apart, taking in deep breaths of air as your half-lidded gazes met.

"You are a sneak, you know that." Akira breathed out, rubbing a thumb over your cheek.

You deliver a cheeky grin from his comment, "Take a break." you repeat. "You've worked long enough."

"I can never say no to you, can I?" he chuckles.

"You really can't." your eyes gleam.

Leaning up to kiss you once again, you stop his movements by pressing a finger to his lips. Seeing his confused expression, you merely give another smile as you got up from his lap and sat on your knees in front of him. Akira's charcoal colored eyes widened upon realizing what you were doing. A light blush came on his face. This wasn't the first time you two have been intimate before, having gone all the way a few times, but it was still a fresh thing in your relationship. Your boyfriend scooted up a bit and and laid back on his chair, invested in how this would play out.

Raising yourself up enough while still kneeling, you move to his pelvis and kissed the crotch of his Shujin plaid pants. Akira kept still, holding a light shudder at the feeling. Focusing, you rub a palm over his groin, with your nose grazing the top. Akira could almost squirm as his length slowly gave in to your touch, arousing.

You then unbuttoned and zipped down his pants, pushing the slit of his underwear aside, his light-hard shaft sprang up in your direction. Akira's attention was completely on you, sensing a shiver at the excited and loving way you looked at his length. His head slumped when you sweetly kissed the tip before brushing your lips along the rest. You pressed multiple kisses everywhere, including his balls that had Akira writhing.

Finally making your back to the tip, you stick your tongue out and give his erected cock a lick, to which your boyfriend let out a pleased groan. Lazily gazing up at his face, you made open sloppy kisses before sucking the head. Akira let out another groan, tilting back with closed eyes, jaw slacking. He then reached out and tangled his hand in your hair, caressing it as you took more of him in your mouth. With his impressive size, it would've taken some practice to get all of him, but you had plenty of time to get to know his body. Taking even more, it wasn't long until you reached his pelvis, lips almost touching his balls.

Akira moaned at the warmth of your throat, blissed out as you began bobbing your head. Your tongue swirled around his cock like a savored treat, hands gripping the waistband of his pants. The noiret used his hand to help you move, gently taking control.

Watching his expression, you used a hand to massage his balls while moaning yourself, causing him to shudder and groan more at the vibrations. You knew just how Akira liked it. All he could focus on was the pleasure and the way you were worshipping his cock. He felt a knot in his stomach as you hollowed your cheeks, never faltering from the pace. Akira soon gasped and a loud moan came when his cum soon went down your throat. You eagerly drink it all up, making sure not to miss a drop, the warmth of his orgasm enveloped your gullet. You really did love the taste of him.

When he was finished, you slowly pull away, saliva connecting your mouth with his shaft as you listened to him pant from his release. Taking a few breaths, you gave a small smile before pressing one last kiss to the tip.

"Feeling more relaxed, Aki?" you softly ask with a head tilt, licking your lips.

Your boyfriend's steel eyes were glazed over, pupils blown out as he stared down at you in your kneeling position.

"C'mere." his low, mellow voice quietly said, bringing you to your feet to crash your lips together in a passionate and messy lip-lock. Pushing his own tongue in your mouth, he could make out the leftover taste of himself. You let out a muffled mewl as you melt into Akira, with him smiling against you in response. His hanged out cock was brushing your upper thigh under the skirt of your school uniform. You could already tell that he was still hard and craving for more.

Parting, Akira quickly turns you around and bends you over his desk. You gasped at the sudden action, but immediately get into it as you arched your back and raised your hips for him. Akira's gaze racks over your form with hungered lust, admiring your body.

He raises his hands to either sides of your thighs, trailing up to reach your skirt that almost gave him a glimpse of your panties. Flipping the fabric to your waist, Akira let out an appreciated sigh as he groped your ass cheeks with each hand, enjoying the softness. He then went ahead and slipped your underwear down to the floor, leaving your bare slit vulnerable to his sight.

Akira easily saw the small dampness of your panties and your core wetting. He brought a finger in and touched your folds, rubbing them before prodding his digit inside. You rested your head sideways on his desk, body moving along with his touch. A moan slips passed you as Akira added another, slowly thrusting both inside you easily. It went on for a minute until he took his fingers out and sucked them clean, humming at your taste.

With his cock hard and ready, he grabbed ahold of it and aligned the head to your slicked folds. With eager anticipation, Akira slammed his entire length into your pussy, making you push your head back with a loud moan. He began a rapid pace, roughly crashing his pelvis against your ass as he thrusted. Your mind could only go blank as you delve into the euphoria. Akira was relentless, quick to put in deep force. He was letting go and not holding back, having been stressed for some time. Between school, Phantom Thief work, and confidant ranking, he needed a way to relieve the pressure. Especially with being the leader of the rising famed group, Akira had a full plate in his hands. And you, his lovely girlfriend, knew just what to do to help him.

The sounds of skin slapping skin echoed the attic, including your moans and the grunts from Akira. With your walls squeezing him as he kept the pace, you made him feel undeniably good. You go to reciprocate, trying to meet his thrusts as you both basked in the pleasure. A smirk slowly spreads on Akira’s lips at how responsive you were to him, letting him ravage you like this. Hands grasping your hips, Akira went even faster, almost animalistic in the way he continued slamming his cock against your pussy. You couldn't pay attention to anything else but your boyfriend. The size of his length, the shape, the pace, it all felt overwhelmingly blissful.

"Good girl. That's my good girl~" he moans. "Taking my cock so well, you love it when I fuck you, right?"

"Yeessss!" you cry, eyes rolling back before they closed, a small trail of drool going down your chin. "Feels so good, 'Kira!"

"Treasure," groaned the noiret.

Feeling you tighten more at his praising, he leaned over you to stuff his face against your neck, reveling in your sweet scent. Your moans keep spilling when Akira thrusted deeper, crying out when his cock hit your cervix over and over again. He was also quick reach over and rub your clit fast, making you reel and wiggle in his embrace.

"I-I'm gonna—"

"Let go," Akira whispered in your ear. "Cum for me, love."

Instantly your body listened to him, trapped by his melodic deep voice and the pleasure of his cock. With another cry, you came, walls clamping down on him as your cum drenched his shaft. Riding out your orgasm, Akira made quicker and deeper thrusts before he slammed into you one more time, semen spilling inside your womb and filling you to the brim. You groaned as the warmth flooded your stomach, body slumping with only Akira's desk supporting your weight.

Akira lay kisses onto the side of your face, sweetly massaging your back. His room smelled of sex now, not that it bothered either of you, it would fade soon.

"I'm feeling much better now." Akira murmurs, his own body at ease. "Thank you, Treasure."

A giggle slips passed you at the adoring nickname he reserved for you. "I'm glad you are. I love you."

"I love you, too." he smiled warmly, face soft as he turned your head to press a firm kiss on your lips.

Pulling his shaft out, Akira admired the small dribble of his cum leaking out of your slit. Helping you stand back up to face him, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. But what he did next surprised you as he lifted you up to sit on his desk this time, spreading your legs out as he sat back on his chair with his wet length tucked back in.

Akira reached out and pushed your shirt up, with you helping him take it off completely. He then went to undo your bra with swiftness, having practiced on you plenty enough. Seeing your breasts in front of his very eyes, Akira bit his bottom lip before descending down on you. Encasing your right nipple in his mouth, he dragged his tongue to sweep over the bud until he began to suck. Not leaving your left breast out, he brought his hand to pinch and grope it.

Your head tilted back as you moaned at the pleasure Akira was delivering.

"'Kiirra~"

Taking his mouth away with a pop, Akira cupped both of your breasts and pushed them together, licking over both of them. You brought a hand to grasp his soft black frizzy hair, pushing his face closer to your bust.

"I think you deserve something more." he spoke mischievously, pulling an inch away as he rubbed the insides of your thighs that slowly went up higher and higher. The expression on your boyfriend's face was one you recognized all too well in the Metaverse. It only meant one thing. Akira's Joker side was coming out to play.

"Just sit back and enjoy the show, Treasure."

Down & Between

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: He can’t help but love it when you’re on him.

Drabble

Content: Slight romance, established relationship, oral sex, face-sitting, slight spanking, groping, Metaverse sex.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW.

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The knot in your stomach only intensified as Joker swept his tongue over your slit. Needy and exasperated whines and moans were all you could muster as you ground your hips more to his face. This was not a planned idea when you and your leader went to the Metaverse together for some training.

In the aftermath of fighting one of the Shadows, your quiet and levelheaded leader firmly kissed you out of adrenaline. Happily returning it, you locked lips for a while until it got so heated that you two went further, right out in the open in Mementos without a second thought.

Now here you were, top undone to show your exposed breasts with the deep front zipper of your pants unzipped to reveal your pussy for Joker's very own eyes. The noiret always felt a light shudder when he thought of the easy access your zipper provided. Joker was in a complete daze as he laid on the ground with you sitting on his head. His cock was erected from lapping at your juices and trailing his hands all over you. Your scent drove him wild.

Your head was thrown back when Joker sucked on your clit before thrusting his tongue in and out of your sopping folds. He'd also gone to grope and pinch your nipples, watching how they'd bounce from every movement you made. A cry came out of you when Joker struck each of your ass cheeks with his crimson gloves hands. The pain causing you to buck against him more vigorously.

The two of you showed not a single care on whether Shadows might arrive, only being able to focus on fulfilling your lechery right now.

"Joker!" you moan aloud, grinding your clit against his nose, grasping his soft messy locks.

Joker's shaft twitched at the way you lewdly called out his codename. It was noted that the both you of kept your masks on, which help sent a shockwave through you when the tip of his mask nudged your pearl.

The leader of the Phantom Thieves just adored having you on his face, letting him feed on your cum as he sent you orgasm after orgasm. The way your moist walls clamped down on his wet appendage, aching for continuation as Joker hit all the right spots.

With his hands griping your hips, he aided you when another orgasm blinded your senses. Body trembling from the overstimulation. Joker eagerly slurped up everything you gushed out as much as he could.

Mind still a little fuzzy, you went to sit on his chest as Joker breathed. Traces of your juices staining his mouth and jaw, which he tried to lick up as much as he could.

"Feel good, Treasure?" Joker pants lightly.

"Mmhm.." you lazily hum. Looking down at him, your eyes glinted lustfully once more, libido still high.

Joker was quiet as he attentively watched you shakily move. Gray irises darkening when seeing you turn around, legs switching over him as you hovered his face again. Making eye contact with your lover again, you give a shy yet mischievous smile.

“Will you steal my desires, leader? Take it all away until there’s nothing left?” he felt the blood rushing further down south. You sounded so sweet, asking for him to persist on tongue-fucking you.

“You’re all mine to have, Treasure. Remember that.” your core tightens from his dead-serious voice.

Placing his hands on your hips once more, Joker shoves you back down to his face, causing a gasp and a moan to spill from you. He used your backside as a guide as it pressed further on him, letting his tongue roam inside your dripping pussy.

In return, you lay on him, breasts touching his stomach as you unfastened his pants to reveal his hardened, well-sized cock popping up, pre-cum leaking. Licking your lips, you take it all in your mouth, swirling your own tongue around it. Joker groaned when feeling your warm and wet throat envelope his shaft. Vibrations were equally made from both of you as you moaned from pleasuring each other.

The faint sounds of the subway trains were just made as background noises as you two absorbed the sounds your heated bodies and and the muffled moans of voices echoing in the air. It would be some time until you and Joker finished business here.

Night Lights

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: For the finale of your date, you go on the Ferris wheel to simply enjoy the view and each other’s company.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, date night, Ferris wheels, soft Joker.

Warnings: None.

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When your cart reaches the top, you eye the twinkling city lights out the window with wonder. Ren does the same, though his attention was directed towards you, mesmerized by the way the gleam of the reflective surface highlighted your features. To him, you looked brilliant.

His heart swells when you softly smile to yourself without realizing, gaze shining with merriment. Everything about your date today was amazing, you and Ren had a grand time together. And it would just be one of many you’d have in the future.

Feeling your lover’s stare, you turn to meet familiar and intense gray eyes behind those pair of fake glasses. You almost pause when seeing the warmth in Ren’s look, the adoration that he continued to deliver. A smile of his own soon comes out.

Butterflies invade your stomach, and you can’t help but carry a sense of shyness. “Thank you for today, Ren. I loved it.”

He slowly moves his arm to wrap over your shoulders, pulling you to lean on his. Not that it made a difference, you sat side by side together with barely a gap between you. Both of your hearts thudded from the embrace.

“No need to thank me, Treasure. I loved this, too.” Ren rested his lips to your forehead. “Should we come here again next time?”

“Yeah,” your cheeks tint a pink shade as you relaxed against him. “let’s.”

𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼 5 | 𝐏𝟓 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭/𝐉𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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𝕆𝕟𝕖-𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤:

A Waltz In Starlight

Akira always knows the way to your heart, he proves just that by cheering you up from a bad day.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, comfort, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

Wishful Thinking

Sumire knew that she was only fooling herself from seeing the truth. Again.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader, Sumire|Kasumi Yoshizawa/Violet

Content: Romance, unrequited love, angst, heartbreak, P5 Royal spoilers, established relationship, jealousy, unhappy ending.

Warnings: None.

Bond of a Gentleman Thief *Requested

A typical relaxing day in the Phantom Thieves’ lives with Joker’s former Persona, Arsène. And as once a part of their leader, he loves you just the same.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader, Arsène & Fem Reader/Everyone

Content: Fluff, romance, humour, alternate universe, playful flirting, platonic relationships, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

Desk Work

You persuade your hardworking boyfriend to take a break. He more than happily accepts your way of unwinding him.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Slight fluff, romance, established relationship, stress relief, oral sex, vaginal sex, desk sex, creampie, minor praise kink.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW, mild language.

Love & Candles

Your boyfriend starts the day by giving you a small surprise.

Pairing(s): GN Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, aged up, post Persona 5, domestication, birthday.

Warnings: None.

Personal Remedy *Requested

After a tiring day of going through another round of Takemi’s clinical trials, Akira needs you to make a full recover. And despite all your fluster, you are more than happy to take of your hardworking boyfriend. There’s no place he’d rather be in anyone else’s arms but yours.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, sleepiness, napping, tired/soft Joker, flustered/nurturing Reader, cuddling & snuggling, comfort, domestic bliss/fluff, falling asleep listening to heartbeats, movie date.

Warnings: None.

More To Be Released.

𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤:

Warmth of You

Waking up on a rainy day, you are surrounded by the comfort of your bed and his warm embrace. You wouldn’t be anywhere else.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, married life, domesticity, age up.

Warnings: None.

Anchor To Hold

You suddenly wake up in fear of feeling one of the shadows’ violent attacks again. Luckily, his presence is there to ground you.

Pairing(s): GN Reader

Content: Fluff, comfort, established relationship.

Warnings: None.

Some Resolved Relief

With the two of you being busy with school, thieving, and hanging out with others, there hasn’t been enough time for just you both lately. Luckily, now you have it.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, light petting, lime, resolved sexual tension, pre-relationship, groping, touching, consensual.

Warnings: Mild sexual content/smut/NSFW.

Red Hoodie

It wasn’t a secret to one another that you share comforting baggy clothes. But Ren’s heart can’t help but swell when seeing you wear his every time.

Pairing(s): GN Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, domesticity.

Warnings: None.

Down & Between

He can’t help but love it when you’re on him.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Slight romance, established relationship, oral sex, face-sitting, slight spanking, groping, Metaverse sex.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW.

Night Lights

For the finale of your date, you go on the Ferris wheel to simply enjoy the view and each other’s company.

Pairing(s): GN Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, date night, Ferris wheels.

Warnings: None.

Bath For Two

You and your leader share some intimacy in the bathhouse.

Pairing(s): Fem Reader

Content: Romance, established relationship, vaginal sex, rough sex, semi-public sex, bath sex, water sex, cream pie, exhibitionism, dirty talk.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW.

By the Hearth

You and Ren cozy up near the fireplace.

Pairing(s): GN Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, cuddling, snuggling, fireplaces, hot chocolate, blankets, soft Joker.

Warnings: None.

More To Be Released.

𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕚-𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤:

To Be Released.

ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤:

Cooking for Joker *Requested

What cooking for Joker is like.

Pairing(s): x Fem Reader

Content: Fluff, romance, food, cooking, domesticity, soft Joker, taking care of each other, affection, declarations of love.

Warnings: None.

More To Be Released.

ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤(𝕒𝕟𝕪):

To Be Released.

Bath For Two

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: You and your leader share some intimacy in the bathhouse.

Drabble

Content: Romance, established relationship, vaginal sex, rough sex, semi-public sex, bath sex, water sex, cream pie, exhibitionism, dirty talk.

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, NSFW.

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There’s something about taking you in the water so openly in such a public space that gets Akira’s cock hard. The way your slick walls clamp around him as he thrusts into you is telling. Anyone could walk in and see how passionately he was fucking you in one of the hot springs. They could see how much you’re loving every second of Akira’s strong pace from your expression to your moans.

Your eyes were closed, mouth gaping as drool trailed to your chin. Akira’s hands are on your ass, squeezing to his heart’s content as he ravaged you. Your arms went to wrap around his neck, legs practically thrown over his shoulders as he had you lean against the edge of the large pool.

Akira’s half lidded eyes took in the sight of your wet body, breasts bouncing wildly and your encouragement for more. His cock throbbed inside you with want.

He then descended, taking your mouth into a sloppy lip-lock that muffled your cries. The wet slapping sounds of skin undeniably echoed the room.

“Mmph, Treasure~” grunts the noiret.

“Fill me up, ‘Kira! Stuff me full!” you wail. “Leader, please!”

He could never resist your sweet begging. “I’ll fill you with so much of my cum until all your pussy can do is spill it out.” he growled in your ear.

You moan more at his confirmation, gripping him even tighter. Akira goes rougher, slamming his pelvis against yours with such wild ferocity.

“There! There!” you cry, Akira’s tip was hitting your womb repeatedly.

“Show me your true form, (Y/N)!” he groans.

“Leader~” your mind goes blank as you reach your peak, clenching down his entire length as your pussy drenches it with your juices.

Akira lets out a roar as he felt his turn, with your walls hugging more he gave a few deep thrusts before releasing all of his load inside you.

”Ahhh…” you blissfully sigh out, cheek against his chest, feeling the warmth of Akira’s seed.

The male goes to pepper lazy kisses to your face. “We’re not done yet, sweetheart.” he proves this fact by rutting his hips, letting you sense his cock turning hard once again.

“‘Kira..” you whimper out.

”I said I’d fill you so you can’t hold it all in. That means we’re gonna stay here until you’re completely leaking with my cum.”

By the Hearth

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: You and Ren cozy up near the fireplace.

Drabble

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, cuddling, snuggling, fireplaces, hot chocolate, blankets, soft Joker.

Warnings: None.

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There’s a calmness that stills you over the silent atmosphere, all except for the crackling of wood and fire. Your body is warmed up from your pyjamas, and the blanket wrapped around your back. Taking a sip from your mug, you let out a soft sigh. You weren’t going to be moving from your sitting position in front of the fireplace anytime soon.

The press of a heated body against you is now apparent, with an arm curling around your waist to hold you more firmly. The man lets out a gentle hum as he rests his cheek on the side of your head. The two of you shared the big blanket together, choosing to take the time to relax over the cold weather outside.

Slowly turning your head, you gaze over Ren’s handsome features. The fire from the hearth reflected some light on his face. His pitch black hair was as messy and curly as ever. Though the fake glasses he usually wore were removed, showcasing his strikingly gray eyes more visibly. You thought Ren was charming with or without them.

There’s a softness that graces your lover’s expression, one serene that was filled with contentment. An obvious contrast from his usual poker face around others.

Feeling your stare, Ren looks down to greet you with a gentle smile. Setting his own cup of hot chocolate down, the noiret goes to nuzzle your temple with his nose.

You lean further into him, going so close as to resting your face against his chest, arms wrapped around him. With the steadiness of Ren’s heartbeat reaching your ear, soothing your being.

You could stay like this for hours, covered in each other’s warmth without a problem for the cold or a single worry in the world. And Ren is more than willing to oblige.

Love & Candles

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x GN Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend starts the day by giving you a small surprise.

One-shot

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, aged up, post Persona 5, domestication, birthday.

Warnings: None.

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Feeling your hair being brushed aside, you stir, eyes blinking from sleepiness as you're met with Akira's tender face looking back at you. He had one hand playing with your locks while caressing the crown of your head, the other resting over your waist that was covered by the duvet.

“Aki..?” you let out tiredly.

He gives out a small smile at the sound of your morning voice, taking the time to admire your relaxed appearance. His gray irises were more sharp and apparent with his faux glasses. Before, Akira had simply chosen to wear them so he wouldn’t draw more attention to himself when he was given probation in court. Others had made comments in passing about how keen and piercing they were, but you always thought he looked good both ways. Akira knew you adored his eyes, how you’d become easily flustered when his face came closer when you didn’t expect it, and how soft they were when he gazed solely on you.

“Happy birthday, love.” Akira responded, his own sleepy voice resonating near your ear. His deep and smooth tone always had your heart fluttering.

Your lips go up as you moved to bury your face to his neck. “Not yet, you’re just a day early.”

The noiret just hums, “Doesn’t matter.” He presses a kiss to your forehead, “It just gives me even more of a reason to love and appreciate you of all days.”

You snuggle against him further, hiding your face. “You and your charm.”

He grins mischievously, “Only for you.”

“The others are planning something aren’t they?”

“You know them, celebrating is their favourite thing to do together.”

His hand goes to caress your cheek before tilting your head to look his way. “But for right now, I’m having you all to myself.” Akira leans down, smushing his lips with yours in a slow and gentle pace. Foreheads touching, and limbs tangling each other.

You feel yourself melt, with the comfort of your shared bed and his body heat, you could’ve stayed like that forever.

When you both pull apart for air, Akira lets out a breath, “Spend the day with me? I might have an early present ready for you.”

“Like you even need to ask.” you whisper against his mouth, barely apart.

When the two of you finally decided to finish your lazy morning, Akira led you into the kitchen, where he went to prepare breakfast while you checked your phone, even turning on the TV with low volume as to not disrupt the peaceful atmosphere going on.

Having these tender moments with your lover was special no matter how many years passed, you could never get enough. It was almost like living in a dream that you never wanted to forget.

Sitting together as you ate your meals, you’d occasionally go ahead to lean on his arm, pressing the side of your face to shoulder as you held his hand, cuddling his side. Affection was always more prominent when you two were alone.

“Pretty Treasure.” murmured Akira, giving you a look that could only be close as to resembling heart eyes.

Your cheeks dusted a faint shade of pink. Of all the pet names Akira called you, Treasure was by far the most intimate that included a story. Going back to your high school years as Persona users conquering Palaces and stealing unstable desires. Akira had gone to preferring you as such, the one person who held his heart in their hands. Your friends had made small jests about it once they found out, an inside joke between you.

“I think I remember you saying something about an early birthday present, Trickster?” you ignored his comment as you sipped your cup of coffee.

The man chuckles, “I did say that, didn’t I?” Akira raises your clasped hand that held his own to lay a kiss against the back of it. “Give me a minute.”

Standing up, the noiret goes to enter the kitchen again to open the fridge, leaving you to be intrigued as you watched. When he took whatever it was out, you looked a little surprised to see a small sized box in his hold. Coming over to put it on the table, Akira sat back on his seat beside you.

“Is there a pastry inside or something?” you tilt your head cutely, brows lightly scrunched.

“A bit of both.” he grinned before opening the thin box to reveal a small decorated cake, with the top spelling out HAPPY BIRTHDAY (Y/N) in bold lettering. The design was clean and smooth, showing the delicacy of its decor.

“Oh, Aki..” you beamed, curious regarding the flavour. “I love it.”

Akira smiles and gives your cheek a kiss, “Well, I know tomorrow you’re going to be getting a bigger cake than this, so I thought you might like a little extra something.” He reaches out to grab a cake knife on the table that was hidden by being covered, which was next to a lighter and a box of candles that laid facing backwards.

You almost went to kiss Akira’s whole face, but managed to compose yourself so he could plant the candles and cut the cake.

“And it’s also coffee flavoured.” he smiled cheekily.

“Of course.” you laugh, shaking your head.

Really a moment you’d never want to forget.

i’m now an arsene stan bc of you SOBBING. I want a thief to pick me up from my balcony and whisk me away into the night.

Really? I’m glad my writing was able to do so. I honestly never expected to influence someone’s interest in a character, especially Arsène, whether it’s Persona 5 or the original source material by Maurice Leblanc. Arsène has always been a sort of underrated character in both fandoms.

In the beginning I thought to just make a P5 Joker x Reader centric blog because I loved the franchise. And he was a character who I was confident enough to write about, despite being controlled by the player, he does have his own personality and characteristics. There was also the fact that I wasn’t really into a lot of other fandoms/characters that didn’t catch my interest or motivation. It wasn’t until other writers from Tumblr and AO3 wrote about Arsène and Sataneal that changed my mind. They’re much better at writing those two than I am (including being especially slow in updating).

The thought of a love story with a thief who lives in a more different and adventurous world is kinda cliché but also a compelling fantasy.

i have to be honest u were lowk one of the people who dug me deeper into the persona hole but like in a good way 😭 i just really love ur writing

Thank you very much. I mean, I am an amateur writer and the most knowledge I have with literature were during my old school years from the smallest lessons in elementary to the big ones in high school. I also like to set up my posts to be pleasing while giving you enough information on what my works are about and what’s in it. Like the summary, warnings, and the banners above ‘Keep Reading’.

That’s a funny coincidence, actually. I had this precise scenario drafted for a long time now and hadn’t decided on when I’d be able to finish it. I made it into two parts: one with Joker and the other with Reader. But I can turn it into a request no problem.

If your looking for more phantom thief inspiration, how about Twenty Face and Fantomas? (though he more of a villain). Hell, for P5 idea I have for persona was combing Fantomas and Ogon Bat (look up his names in another country it would make more sense). But these are just suggestion.

I’m actually saving a particular character as a Persona for something else later in the story.

I haven’t heard of Ogon Bat before, but he seems interesting. I’m grateful for you helping me with this, it’s not always easy when you’re brainstorming by yourself. I’m also open to other characters aside from phantom thieves, I just want MC to have a Persona of her own that relates to her just like it does with all the characters in the Persona franchise.

hi I have a request!! how about akira being sleepy/groggy after a clinical trial with takemi, with the side effects of the drug making him feel really tired…and clingy too. reader is already at Leblanc when he comes back and waiting in his room bc she had brought a movie for them to watch. but of course they don’t end up watching the movie and he decides that her chest would be the perfect pillow and place to fall asleep on. she is a bit flustered but melts into the cuddles and pets his hair while he sleeps. /)//w\\(\

Personal Remedy

Fandom(s): Persona 5

P5 Protagonist/Joker x Fem Reader

Summary: After a tiring day of going through another round of Takemi’s clinical trials, Akira needs you to make a full recovery. And despite all your fluster, you are more than happy to take of your hardworking boyfriend. There’s no place he’d rather be in anyone else’s arms but yours.

One-shot

Content: Fluff, romance, established relationship, sleepiness, napping, tired/soft Joker, flustered/nurturing Reader, cuddling & snuggling, comfort, domestic bliss/fluff, falling asleep listening to heartbeats, movie date.

Warnings: None.

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Taking your seat on Akira's bed, you couldn't help but shift a little in anticipation as you stared at the floor entrance of the stairs, waiting for your quiet and ever hardworking boyfriend to walk up.

The two of you had planned for a movie date today, where you'd be the one to pick the film and your boyfriend would have his home-attic reserved for you to watch together. Akira had texted you beforehand that he would possibly be running mildly late, so you could get a head start in arranging the setup.

Sojiro had allowed you to stay to wait for the young man as he began preparations for closing the café. He had long since trusted you two in being rationally responsible for whatever activity you'd do alone. So he left the small establishment some time ago with the closed sign switched and a locked door on his way out. Akira would reopen it with his spare key.

Looking out the window, evening had began to roll in. You went to playing on your phone to pass the time when you finally heard the sound of a lock being undone, signalling his expectant arrival.

The noises of footsteps drew closer, albeit slow and lazy as a familiar mop of messy black curls and trademark faux glasses came to view as Akira trudged up the stairs. They were all a part of his look in keeping a low-profile regarding his unjust criminal record.

"Treasure..?" Akira's soft baritone voice called out to you; carrying a pleasant relief and relaxation underlying his calm tone.

Your face instantly changed into a fonder and gentler look towards your boyfriend. As nonchalant and reserved as he behaved, he had a serious romantic and sweet side of himself that he'd bring out to you in private.

Akira's sharp, stormy eyes were slightly half-lidded, posture a little hunched, even with his hands in his pants pockets, showcasing his drowsy state after a tiring day. And considering that another way you've spent time together aside from dates and group hangouts, was helping each other with errands and such. You understood the amount of work he had to do as the leader of the Phantom Thieves, including 'strengthening his bonds', as he previously explained it to you.

Akira had opened up to you about his unique ability, which was different compared to yours and the others. The power of the Wildcard, where the strength of his multiple Personas depended on the strength of his ties with the people around him. So doing clinical trials with the gothic doctor was a way for him to form a bond with her. He never delved too deeply on the topic, but it made your heart light knowing that Akira trusted you enough to talk about this part of himself. There were even times where he confessed to sometimes feeling alienated from the Thieves.

You were always willing to hear what Akira had to say to get whatever pressure he needed off his chest. Including lying together on his stiff, makeshift mattress atop of those crates as you freely conversed about anything, cuddling on his couch, or spending other moments such as these.

"Aki," you say, standing up from his bed to make way to him. Your brows furrow slightly at his clear exhaustion, just what ragged him out like this? Standing in front of him, you place one hand on his shoulder, the other to his cheek. Akira didn't hesitate to lean into your touch with closed eyes.

"Are you okay?" you made sure to keep your voice mellow. "What happened?"

".. Takemi."

Ah, that made sense. Akira volunteered months ago to be the test subject of Tae Takemi's, a back alley doctor in Yongen-Jaya, clinical trials. It served to benefit both parties: access to medicine for the Phantom Thieves, and research for the local doctor.

Though you did worry sometimes that the woman would push the experiments a bit too much on the noiret, even if she was licensed in the medical field. She did call him her 'guinea pig' after all, it made you a tad unsettled by that notion but Akira reassured you that he wouldn’t overdo it.

"C'mon.." you whisper, taking your hands to hold his. "How about some rest, yeah?"

Akira tried to straighten himself, doing his best to blink away the drowsiness. He must've had to put as much energy as he could to walk home. "No, it's okay. You chose a movie to watch, right? We can still set it up."

When he took a step forward, he slumped against your body. You didn't stumble from his action, and stood steady as you accepted his embrace. He didn't put all his weight on you though, just enough to hold you loosely in his arms. With your height difference, Akira towered over you, so you stood head-to-chest. That meant he had to lean down more to rest his face on your shoulder.

You deliver him a half smile, quirking one corner of your lips high with an eyebrow raised. "Think you can manage to sit through the whole thing?"

The frizzy haired male snuggled his nose against your neck in response, causing a sudden squeak to escape you from the sensation. Akira gave a light chuckle under his breath, you always were ticklish there. He knew he had to prove that he could go through the entire film, but that meant moving his body away from yours, and you were just so warm that he couldn't bring himself to leave.

"Let's just do a rain check, all right?" you stroke the back of his head, fingers brushing his soft tresses. "No objections. Don't think you can fight me on this."

"I think you've been spending too much time with Morgana.." Akira mumbled, giving you a light squeeze.

"You two are basically a package deal." you softly retort. "Being with you includes him, too, you know. Speaking of Morgana, where is he anyway?" looking at his bag that somehow still hung onto his shoulder, you saw no sign of the not-cat's whereabouts. He would've chimed in to agree with your sentiment by now.

"Futaba," Akira took a pause to lightly sigh. "took him home for the day for our date."

You hum, musing to yourself, "He did say he never liked being the third-wheel."

"Nope." eventually untangling from your hug despite his dismay, Akira stood on his own, mildly sluggish, glasses lowered to the bridge of his nose.

You shook your head with a sigh, reaching to take off his spectacles with one hand, "This way, Hero." the other went to grab his again and guided him to the bed.

Even snickering a little from the jesting nickname, Akira lazily followed suit. Once he sat down on the mattress, you stood in front of him after putting his glasses on one of the shelves nearby, he was still able to surprise you with his sudden agility. Trapping you in his arms, he brought you down with him, turning you to lie on your back while he laid on your front. But this time, he rested his head against your chest, body between your legs.

You immediately felt warmth spread your cheeks, which grew hotter when you felt his face press further.

"W-Wha—?!" you stuttered, face completely flushed.

"You're really warm," Akira sighed out contently. "and soft. I should do this more often..."

"Hol-hold on for a second..!"

You tripped over your words, unsure how to respond to that, much less what to do with your hands as they were raised halfway up from your shock.

"Sh-Shouldn't you change into your pyjamas? You can't sleep in those clothes..!”

"Just this once..?" Akira's sleepy voice begged, lifting his head to give you those endearing soft gray eyes. "You can spend the night, we don't have school tomorrow."

"It is getting dark.." you mumbled out as you looked out the window. "And I don't think I can bring myself to get up anyhow..." you sigh, cheeks still carrying a remnant of pink.

Akira's face brightened up at your words, "Then I hope you don't mind being my pillow for the night, too?" There was that cheekiness of his that came out to play. "You feel much better than a real one. Definitely a better way to wake up than having a cat suffocating you to consciousness."

Knowing he was serious about that last part, you grumble a little, lips pressing together in an almost pout before Akira swooped in to deliver you a swift kiss. It almost blanked your mind before you shook your head out of your stupor. "At least let me take off my bra, I can't sleep in it."

"Of course." he beamed. "That'd be even better." Akira quietly laughed when you answered him with a gentle shove, you couldn't bring yourself to actually hit him, not matter how light. And it wasn't like nakedness was a novel thing between you with how far and committed your relationship was.

Shifting to let you take your shirt off enough, he chose to rest his head back down beside your torso, letting you do what you needed to do without making any glances. He was a gentleman, after all. And you wholeheartedly trusted him.

Once done, you were only able to put your bra on the shelf with his glasses because of your limited reach. Grabbing a hold of his blanket you draped it over his body, which covered you, too.

Resting back to your bust gain, he rubbed his head side to side with a pleased sigh. And despite all your fluster, you feel elevated regarding his relaxation. Your hand went to pet his hair, running over his messy tresses as he listened to the sound of your heartbeat like a lullaby. It thumped fast from the beginning before going more steady.

“.. I don’t mind how our date turned out.” you murmur.

“I don’t either.” he says back, tone just as quiet.

Hearing Akira’s breathing slowly going even, you knew he was falling asleep. So you presumed to continue stroking his head as your vision slowly faded as well, soon succumbing to the realm of dreams along with him.

Persona 5: Royal, Persona 4: Golden, Persona 3: Portable are coming to Nintendo Switch! I guess dreams really do come true!

Who would’ve thought that our wishes for more consoled access for our Persona trio games, when Persona 3 first set the scale of popularity for the franchise in the 2000s, would come on what seemed like a regular Tuesday? I remember how much we’ve all asked for the Nintendo Switch version of Persona 5, but 3 and 4 as well? What a time to be in.

Anyone up for spending hours to complete them from start to finish? Who plans to get all three of the games? I definitely know what I’ll be doing in my free time.

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.

Chapter 17 of Entwined Hearts is out after almost a year of hiatus.

Thank you to the readers who still want to continue reading this series.

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Entwined Hearts || Persona 5 - Ch. 17: Étoile

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Entwined Hearts || Persona 5 | Ch. 17: Étoile

Also on: Wattpad | AO3 Fact: Among the aliases Joker has while being a name inserted character for the player, he is also known to be calle

I really enjoyed your last Akechi write 👀 Kind of a polar opposite, how would Akechi be with a S/O who feels they're never good enough for him even though he reassures them he loves them for who they are (and that it should be him feeling that way because of what he's done)?

An Angel of His Own (Goro Akechi x Reader) 

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗢 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗔𝗔𝗔𝗔𝗛𝗛𝗛𝗛 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁. 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗶 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻. 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗽𝘀

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

When he enters his apartment after a long day, there are only two things he finds himself excited about, time and time again.

The peace and quiet of his own house. And you. 

By the time he had unlocked the door and pushed it open, you were already flittering around the entry room. You’ll be waiting dutifully. Quietly. All for him remove his shoes and his gloves at the door so that he may show you some form of affection before venturing further into his home. Even as you greet him, he sees it. Hesitance still lines your eyes but you try to hide it with a smile. A shy one, but a smile nonetheless. And it’s something he knows he can deal with just by the way you relax into the small kiss he delivers to your forehead. 

This time, he cups your cheeks just to tug you a little closer, subtly enjoying the way you shiver against the touch of his cold fingers against your feverish cheeks. You’re so expressive. Even when you don’t want to be, he can’t fault you for it. He’ll never fault you for it. He likes being able to know what you think and how you feel. It’s a sure change from the office- where there’s nothing but grim looks and serious eyes. Where everyone hides behind a mask in between stone walls. Unwilling to show how they truly feel unless there’s a way to benefit from it. But there isn’t. And that’s just one of the things he can’t help but appreciate about you. 

Work was hard today. But isn’t it always when you’re just a lap dog for the sick and twisted minds behind a great nation? Still, he doesn’t want to bother unloading his extra baggage onto you. It takes one look in your eyes to tell that you’ve also had a rough day. The way fingers and fiddling behind his back is a sure sign that you’re struggling with your homework and are hesitant about asking for his help. In fact, he’s sure that if he walks past you and steps just into the kitchen, he’ll be able to spot a neat little pile of your homework with half the page covered in question marks and little circles for him to check over later. Right next to whatever delicious dish you had cooked for the two of them to enjoy tonight. 

But he can think about the office and food and homework later. Right now, all he wants to do is focus on you. 

“I missed you today.” He can’t help but murmur into your ear as if the world itself is too loud. Truthfully, there’s nothing to fight over your attention with besides the ambiance of the apartment. But even if there were an opponent, he knows it would have been an easy victory for him. The quiver of your bottom lip as his blunt admission of his feelings makes it known to him just how wrapped around his finger you truly are. If only you knew that he was the same way for you- if not ten times worse in the rawest, most powerful of ways. “Did you miss me?”

“Yes.” Your response to his question is a quiet lull. But the giggle you let out as he presses a chaste kiss to the tip of your nose is anything but. It brings a smile onto his face- something that only you can do. If he’s being honest, all he wants to do right now is indulge in you. Hold you, love you, be with you. But that’s an activity for another time. You’re getting antsy in his grip. Squirming and shifting as if you didn’t want to be close. But he knows you too well. And he has no doubt that once he lets go, you’ll just be on your way to try to prove your worth to him with whatever laundry list of chores you must have gotten done before his arrival. As if he could see you as anything less than priceless. “I made dinner! And I repotted the rest of the plants and cleaned your office. Do you want to see it?”

“I do.” He promises, and somewhere in the back of his mind, he can imagine himself saying those exact words on a different occasion as effortlessly as he is now. You light up. You always do, but you light up to his acknowledgment, and it serves as a painful reminder of those dark days when you thought that you would never be good enough to stand by his side. Tears you shed, the lies you must have told yourself. You’ve come so far from those days, but it still lives on inside of you. But in the end, he’s learned a way to combat the cruel songs your own head tells your heart. “I do but... why don’t we eat first? I’ve been waiting all day to see you, you know?”

Reassurance. 

Smiles when you can. Touches when you want them. “I love you” when they’re not needed. And “I love you too” when you need them the most. That’s how the two of you have learned to live with each other. That’s how he learned to live with you, despite being in complete and total awe of your presence. It starts with simple things. You were always so shy. Always so unsure. He thought he would easily tire of reminding you that you can text him about anything. He thought he would grow a short fuse when emphasizing that he wouldn’t be in a relationship with someone he thought beneath him. He thought this, he thought that. But he didn’t think just how hard he would fall in love with you. 

An angel is what you are. The type helps him loosen his tie as he puts on his house slippers before guiding him to the kitchen. An angel that cooks his favorite meals because they’re filled with worry for his health. An angel who he was more than willing to move into his flat after just a few short months of being together. For your safety. For your security. And for his adoration and happiness most of all. 

Because when he unlocks the door to his apartment after a long day of work, he leaves behind all that he was. The powerful prince under the guise of a workhouse. The brains beneath the fool’s cap. The calm that hides the storm. But he unlocks it every day with a tired smile on his face because, in the end, he knows it’ll lead him to you. 

So call him mad for his worship of you. Just like others have called your devotion to him madness as well. But at the end of the day, they’ll never know what it's like to carry his sins on their own backs. They’ll never know what it's like to be damned such as he was from the moment his piece of shit father laid his eyes upon his mother. They’ll never know what it’s like to kill and kill and kill while hoping that a murderer, own found, could still know love. They’ll never know. 

And so they will never learn to appreciate the two things that bring him happiness at the end of every single day until he dies like the way he appreciates them. And he hopes they’ll never find out too. 

For the peace and quiet of home belongs to him and him alone, even if it’s paid for money dyed red with blood. And the angel that comes with it? Well… let’s just say there’s not a single pretty metaphor that would do you justice in a world such as this one. But when he thinks of that little velvet box tucked in his nightstand, underneath all the files he knows you won’t go looking through, he realizes that maybe only one word is needed to keep his angel down on earth with a lost soul such as his. One word, that looks powerful. A word that looks familiar. A word that’s not even a word at all. But rather…

A word that belongs to him all the same.