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writerâs block + having nobody to write with -- even though yâall stuck indoors -- really diminished the activity of this blog this year huh
i harbor ambivalence towards mitsuru, and sometimes i actually view her as an antagonist somewhat???Â
i know she Has Reasons for doing what she does, but iâd recall how in the beginning of p3 mitsuru made akihiko fight when he was clearly injured under the pretense that akihiko brought the shadow over, to which akihiko argued (a rare moment !) that he didnât have a choice; he was chased. and then after that day, she made him not join the fray because of that injury (and rightfully so) and it being hinted that akihiko would be punished otherwise.Â
like she is very manipulative and threatens with penalty, and i feel majority of her decisions are towards the integrity of the missions and not so much caring about people. this was yukariâs job to reveal, but i wish in p3 they would explore how âshittyâ mitsuru was as a person, but otherwise weâd hear akihiko talk about how his affinity weakness is ice and that itâs mitsuruâs affinity, or like how in p4a they made it clear that akihiko was practically her dog.Â
iâdâve love more moments in p3 where akihiko would try to stand up to mitsuru more regardless of actually coming through. practically saying âthis happened because itâs your faultâ, she behaved like THAT mom.
PERSONA 3Â â the founding members of s.e.e.s.
as today is her birthday, i yukari-tweeted and decided to compile my pro-yukari thoughts here! spoilers
-Â she's proactive, pushes transparency, takes no bullshit. empathetic and emotional. owns up to her shit. she could've pushed mitsuru into the river, but she did her best to reach out to her throughout the game despite circumstances. very flawed and human and amazing.
- yukari is the scariest character to be around because she can emotionally analyze and call you out. see: yukari saying akihiko doesn't care about anything as long as he gets to fight - although they hardly interacted.
-Â yukari is a foil to MC, mitsuru, and aigis. she's emotional and doesn't try to act cool, but gets pitted against more popular characters and consequently having players find her unlikable.
- the difference between yukari and aigis in the answer can be compared to 'the journey', where aigis, who has never lost anyone, out of fear faltered when it came to ryoji. where yukari lost someone before and was able to move forward in different ways.
in the answer, aigis falls into depression and becomes indecisive during the key arc, whereas yukari, emotional, was resolute in doing whatever she could, fueled by a loss that once gave her her initial strength. belief meant everything to her.
- the difference between yukari and everyone (maybe minus shinji since he leaves) in SEES when it comes to mitsuru is that she is able to stand up to her. she doesn't fear her that she can say what's on her mind and lowkey yearns to make her an equal. she makes her try new things.
-Â if it weren't for yukari, i wouldn't have liked mitsuru. yukari made mitsuru into a better person. she made her more honest, open, and caring. they have seen each other at their worst, but they remain loyal and prop each other up after all they've gone through (similar to this, if it weren't for femc, i probably wouldn't have liked akihiko).
-Â i like characters like yukari and natsuki because of how flawed they were at first, driven by their emotions. difference being that yukari doesn't bully, she's assertive. they realize their errors and become stronger people, and they use their strength to empower others.
in the beginning of p3, yukari felt awful for spying on the protagonist. tries connecting with fe/mc by mentioning how they're alike due to losing a family member. her heart was in the right place, yet she apologizes for self-projecting.
yukari apologizes to mitsuru too for confronting her like she did. however, prior to that she had always kept her distance, was suspicious. but she never aimed to like, ruin mitsuru; i believe she wished that mitsuru was just more open, considering the environment.

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i am here to talk about femc
and why she is good and works in p3p vs mc. spoilers
â mitsuru and akihikoâs conversation on the staircase
whenever i think about akihikoxnaoto, my brain swells at how alike they are they more or less mirror each other and theyâre both so intelligent and awkward NOBODY UNDERSTANDS
Favorite Musings Challenge!
As writers, weâre usually our own worst enemy. However, there are times where we just read over something we wrote and acknowledge âOh...thatâs good.â and you may or may not end up restructuring the whole reply to fit that one line just cause it was so good, and you spend hours trying to make it work haha...ha.
Anyways, go through a few of your threads/replies/drabbles/any piece of writing you got. Pick out 5 of your favorite lines that youâve written for your character(s), and in turn tag 5 (or however many others you want) to do the same!
Repost, donât reblog. And Iâm linking my threads to where these lines came from but you donât have to do that!
tagged by:Â i stole this :)
tagging: MY DASH IS DEAD JUST STEAL FROM ME
1. At first he didnât particularly notice their difference in strides down the single path especially since he focused on getting to the source of this madness. Be it because of his nature, but keeping Shirogane close to him like this unconditionally made him felt comfortably protective. Yet realization slowly ceased his steps. Their situation that was clinging together now branded as security and a yearning for independence certainly clashed, and Akihiko bashfully peered down from the flaw.
2. A petrifying chill surged through that frail spine when Mitsuruâs dainty foot somehow channeled the strength of a gorilla, cannoning her victim into a coffee table eager to body slam itself. How dirty that was, her kicking him while he was down. Penthesileaâs barrier was unneeded, for Akihiko was dead, but suppose the icy apparatus would make a decent cooling unit for a cadaver.
3. The contrast between a clean, metallic faux of a gun and a defiled forehead was stark. Akihiko, maintaining focus, flaunted a weak yet dangerous smirk, one encircled with hardening blood. His former master in the form of a vexed shadow was confronted by a man whose composure was akin to a godâs.
Pleasurable apathy consumed him. Despite every threat life offered â much like bayonets perfectly aligned at an unarmed mortal â they meant essentially nothing. This was freedom. Akihiko calmly shut his eyes, which were confined by pigments that defined his worst as well as his best; he refused to falter. This was fine. He was fine the way he was.
4. Yet this was exactly why Akihiko was frequently transferred, for his former team deemed themselves inferior and fed up failing to keep up with his pace. As such, his reputation had spread fast within the P.D. as a one-man force to reckon with. Crimes have their stories, but so did everyone who had the displeasure of working with Sanada Akihiko.
5. He sighs; a shaky breath carries sadness. His heartbeats drum in his ears, and for a second heâs confused at his own involuntarily reaction. Like it could predict the future, what heâll reveal â a weakness heâs so stern to conceal and conquer on his own. Itâs getting louder, from the back of his mind to up the throat.
âThere are people in this world who truly mess up.. and thatâs when being alive is a sin.â
Akihiko slowly shifts, bringing, squeezing his arms closer to himself. He feels smaller, like the boy he used to be. This triggers his resting head to pivot towards her with a penetrating gaze as he stares into fire. âI know.â
The lights turn on. The little girl whoâs never known luxury vanishes, and a Kirijoâs presence startles him back into the present.
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unpopular opinion p3 fans would skin me alive for. (spoilers)
it is inevitable that there will be a remaster or a remake eventually.
asghfss however, thatâs not the opinion. itâs that i think there should be more than one ending, although i know how much people already hate that players even have the OPTION to save someone.
but i say this not because i care whether or not fe/mc dies, itâs that i... kinda feel nitpicky about aigisâ final speech. the reason being is that she self-projects during a moment where the game is giving you closure, where aigis figures out what she wants to do only for it to immediately backfire when the game ends, hence the answer.
the final moment of p3 is an emotional one, donât get me wrong. itâs amazing. but i donât completely agree with her saying âsometimes, all you need is something simple, like someone to take care of.â i know she is giving you an example, but i realized what p3 understandably hardly touches on is individuality and is only done so through chidori (drawing helps her feel alive) and akihiko (boxing makes him feel like an individual without needing to turn to a cult).
i think what would make the multiple endings work is making fe/mc less passive, where dialogue options make more of an impact. i know how difficult that would be for a large-scale game like p3, so i can see something like this being more major in aigisâ social link. think life is strange, where you have to make choices thatâll affect aigis and how she will decide to live, hence affecting how the player will turn out by the end.
like you have a character like akihiko who realizes during p3 that heâs been basing his life around people who arenât part of his life anymore and that he needs to make decisions for himself to move forward. vs you have aigis and yukari who get the short end of the stick by the end of the game because they depend on fe/mc so much rather than a healthy support system.
wrote a p3 drabble ft. akihiko and yukari interaction after fighting through a sort of writerâs block. most of it is exposition. takes place between late may-early june in p3, before fuuka joins SEES. yukari is disgruntled.Â
With the nauseating green hue and red pools vanishing, Akihiko witnessed the transition from the Dark Hour to normal time. Being outdoors as this occurred remained to be a trippy experience, each time a sensation of a rug being pulled from under; Akihiko chose to anchor himself on the stairs just outside the dormitory, the window blinds opened.
His head aimed towards the now-black sky. He heard the door behind him in use, expecting it to be Mitsuru. Instead he heard Takebaâs voice.
âUm.. hey.â
He briefly turned his head towards her, who timidly entered his space. He preferred reverting to his original position, not looking at her. â..Whatâs up? Did Mitsuru want you to get me?â
âNo, I.. just felt like coming out. Everyone went to bed. Mitsuru saw you arrived from the window and went upstairs now that the Dark Hour is over.â
âOh.â
He wasnât used to having someone accompanying him at this time, especially not her. However, Akihiko didnât plan to stay out much longer, and he considered this to be the same for her. He felt her presence behind him, her gossiping shoes entering his peripheral. Takeba sat next to him on one of the upper steps, securely laying her skirt beneath her. âDo you mind if I..?â
Akihiko shook his head out of consideration, and Takeba laid unbent arms over her knees with fingers interlocking. They made eye contact. âWhat are you doing out here, anyway?â she asked.
âRight now? Just.. staring at the sky. At the stars.â
âAs though thereâs nothing wrong with the sky to begin with, right?â she sighed, although her inflection was ironic. She blew her bangs out of her face. Akihiko quietly chuckled, adapting, trying to get used to this interaction.
âI guess you can say that.â
Although really it was that Takeba by chance caught him being oddly (even to himself) nostalgic during this time of the night⊠when he, Shinji, and Mitsuru were the only ones navigating the streets â from during the Dark Hour, usually uneventful, to normal-again hours. When they were still finding their footing regardless of being in the midst of puberty.
Nights they did fight, they were life-threatening enough to evoke fear â blood and ripped clothing and mental instabilities and unpracticed objectives going astray. Halted their skirmishes exhausted in every sense, serving digs at one another as though grasping for lifelines on the way home⊠consequently lamenting their errors via quietly fussing over each otherâs wounds upon return.
Years later, Takeba took Shinjiroâs place.
Akihiko inhaled cool air, feeling prompted to speak before giving her the opportunity; clearly she had issues with the troposphere. âWhatâs up?â
Takeba shrugged. âI needed fresh air.â A lapse then followed, as though, he sensed, she mentally sampled for the right phrases. âSometimes⊠itâs unbearable.â
His finger twitched. Akihiko shifted a bit, staring down the concrete across him. The meaning hung loosely over him. Unbearable. He didnât apply that before for himself, but he could agree with it. Although⊠he couldnât quite place his finger on why.
He waited. With her, the facts were all there. With the current members they had, Takeba was the least enthusiastic. Maybe any sane person would feel the same. Maybe Akihiko wasnât as sane as he had vouched. Maybe he shouldnât have popped the question.
âHow do you get use to it? Like, all of it? I feel like Iâm perpetually taken hostage, and honestly it makes me wanna barf â literally. And Tartarus is one thing, but everything else is another. Like⊠the dormitory, for example. Especially once the Dark Hour hits, itâs likeâŠâ
She sighed again. Akihiko turned his head near her direction but didnât say anything; her head in turn shyed away. Usually he wasnât her type to drop introspection onto, but now because of the newness of it, their conversation clung to him like cigarette smoke. Maybe she realized the same. He wasnât sure if he was interested in this territory, but for sure the peace that fluidly allowed him inside his mind faded, now replaced by buzzing.
Takeba apologetically shook her head, a sudden motion. âSorry, I think Iâm spilling this onto you, senpai, because⊠no offense, youâre the most detached. I mean, out of all people living here, Iâm stuck with Junpei most of the time, and, as you can imagine, what can come out of that idiotâs mouth isnât exactly desirable. But otherwise, our newest Leader is like⊠in her own world sometimes, you know? And she accepted being leader as though she had no other options, like she goes as far as she does because doesnât actually care about herself. And Kirijo-senpai⊠thereâs just something about her. You might know. Itâs just, ending the Dark Hour is all she cares about.â
While Akihiko processed this, she said, âSorry again. I donât know how you feel about any of this, and I just had to go run my big mouth. Maybe Iâm at my limit.â
One thing Takeba was right about: he was detached, and being so felt second nature to him. Which was why her being here with him tonight wasnât expected. Being personal with any of the newest members didnât rank high on his priority list. Akihiko wasnât one to observe and pick everyone apart, although heâd welcome doing so when it came to how they performed in battle. But that wasnât what Takeba referred to, wasnât she? What was he supposed to say? There was a chance heâd upset her or⊠or something if he went along with the conversation by being honest or not having much to say.
( And maybe sheâd notice something about him as well. )
The fact he was her senpai was what could possibly protect him.
Akihiko watched as she ran her hands up and down her face from frustration. âCanât really blame Mitsuru for that. SEESâ jump in members reenergized her since itâs been just me and her.â
Another reason he stayed absent. He remembered that night in the meeting room when Mitsuru pleaded with the command to never disclose information about the Dark Hourâs origin to Takeba before she became officially recruited, and he promised. It didnât feel as though he had a choice; the Kirijo group, their friendship would be at stake, and it was apparent she had nobody else as close. Maybe that was part of the reason she was so desperate. Nonetheless, the details were her business. But other members knowing didnât matter much when the fruit of their labor placed higher in importance, anyway. Regardless, Mitsuru lived a shopping list full of reasons everyone knew about for not being as cordial as she probably would like to be. That in itself Akihiko didnât know to what extent in how she felt.
Takeba gave a mixed expression at the not-so-deep answer, but, while remaining quiet, she looked overall exhausted. She wasnât going to hear whatever it was that she wanted.
Meanwhile, Akihiko hesitated addressing Arisato. While he didnât know her and didnât entirely notice what Takeba pointed out, he couldnât deny his own reluctance for letting her be their leader after witnessing her first summon, which earned her a place in the hospital. But in a twist of fate, Akihiko had no other choice, and she went beyond expectations. At the beginning especially it itched him enough to sometimes get in trouble for not relaxing as instructed since he couldnât be the one to pull the team forward due to a prolonged injury he recently cleared from. Was he taking Arisato for granted at present? He wondered. Mysterious guilt panged in him.
âArisato⊠is a special case.â He landed palms to his knees and lifted himself up to lean on the upper rail instead. âIn any case, itâs a matter of how quickly one can adapt. Mitsuru and I have been at this for years, so weâve become accustomed to the routine and can handle the Dark Hour.â
A sound of defeat â and disgust â escaped her in the night. âOf course youâd say something like that.â
Akihiko wouldâve let that go, but there was a lingering feeling she had more to say. Unexpectedly he found himself on the precipice of leaving her alone or yanking more out at her more at a possible, uncomfortable cost. He debated with his own solitary and the nagging he heard from that response, and ultimately he couldnât conceal aggravation.
ââŠWhat do you mean by that?â
âAll youâre into is fighting.â Her eyes darted from the ground to him. âMaybe Iâm being sensitive, but youâre not very personal, are you, senpai? I shouldnât have said anything if I already had an idea of what youâd say,â her hand squeezed her other arm close to her and her intense voice lowered, âeven though I havenât known you for long. Sad thing is⊠I canât tell if youâre doing this on purpose.â
Akihiko inhaled those words, Takebaâs feelings, the raw, irrational emotions within him bubbling. It all entangled along with everything in his vault. It wasnât everyday when someone would come for him like that so forwardly, and he willingly kept poking the hornetâs nest. His shoulders tensed.
âIââ He licked his lips. âHow was I supposed to know I had to follow a script? That you wanted something from me? What did you want me to say?â
âI-I donât know. Look, just forget it, okay?â From where he stood, he watched as her body made itself smaller as she muttered to herself. âJeez, I didnât come here to start an argument with youâŠâ
Suddenly, Takeba decompressed, rising and distancing herself from the building without a second of internal dispute. âIâm going for a walk.â
âAt this time? You shouldnât, itâs late.â
âIâm not tired and thereâs nobody to talk to.â
âTakebaââ Her bluntness stung, but the prospect of leaving her alone generated a greater sense of urgency. âIâm coming with.â
Promptly he followed. He heard her utter protest, and Akihiko couldâve sworn he just experienced deja vu.
She strolled in haste with him several steps behind, but after a while he noticed her pace slowed, and it no longer felt like she was putting up a chase. However, Takeba didnât acknowledge him nor  brushed him off either. Her steps finally ceased, and Akihiko followed her gaze; a localâs flower garden captured her attention. A round patch of blooming iris in someoneâs yard as the brilliant moon shone over.
âI donât usually wander to this part of the neighborhood,â she started, her voice meant for nobody in particular. As if Akihiko hearing was a gamble she took. âTheyâre pretty, donât you think?â
Evident that her attention was for him, it was as if reality snapped back into place. âHuh? Uh, yeahâŠâ
His confusion was plain as day. During their little trek, Akihiko was weighing words to say while on eggshells, what he truly felt. Her anger was probably justified, but the execution couldâve been refined. He couldnât do anything about the guilt manifested from her insinuating. Ultimately, Akihiko didnât wish to pursue anything.
Despite the frustration that carried them all the way here, Takeba couldnât help but crack a sympathetic, sad smile.
âYou kept me company for twenty minutes without saying anything⊠You really are awkward, huh, senpai.â
She was pulling his leg. Was⊠was she teasing him now? That wasnât fair. Yet she figured, probably due to how affronted he unknowingly appeared. âSorry,â Takeba admitted while her hands behind her gripped tighter. âSorry Iâve been cold towards you.â
âWhatâs.. with the sudden change in heart?â
She shrugged. âI realized itâs no use staying mad at someone Iâm living under the same roof with, for starters. We should go back.â Her head dipped bashfully. âI.. hope we can put tonight behind us.â
Akihiko agreed with her proposition (if he didnât, what kind of senpai would he be?) and let her pass him. Then he took a lasting glance at the irises. Shinji was roaming somewhere in Iwatodai. Being out of sight didnât mean out of mind, and every so often the reminder irritated Akihiko. Were Shinji at the dorm, would he still feel as such?
He hoped to replace this thought, proceeding after Takeba. âI, uh, I know the area pretty well. I come out here all the timeâŠâ
camping trip day 2
// akihiko sanada (downtomyunderoos) & kanji tatsumi (needlepunk/shuffledworlds)
a cultural exchange
// akihiko sanada (downtomyunderoos) & ryotaro dojima (smokinghothierophant)
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// akihiko sanada (downtomyunderoos) & naoto shirogane (delusorydetective)

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destined partner
// akihiko sanada (downtomyunderoos) & naoto shirogane (delusorydetective)
KICKS DOWN THE DOOR. YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!! ilu and love your aki. He's so unique and yet still feels so canon. I love the love you put into him and I have always loved the balance of your writing.
(GRABS YOU BY THE NECK WITH BOTH HANDS AND SHAKES YOU) HOW DARE YOU??????? THANK YOU ??????? GOD DAMN IT