Requests - Persona 3

[wilderthan]

To celebrate the fact that I beat Persona 3 FES, I'm going to open requests for P3-specific stuff. I'd like to start writing for this game, because it's awesome. I'm currently going through again to get all the social links, so I only know the main characters and I haven't done Mitsuru, Fuuka or Aigis' social link paths, only Yukari's, so bear with me on that. If I can't write for your request, I'll let you know. But I've done all the main storyline of "The Journey" (not "The Answer").

So, ask away. Gen, het, slash, femmeslash, smut, kink... gogogo. I probably won't say no. Ask for a couple of things, if you like.

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[feywood.livejournal.com]

Um. Um. Akihiko/Junpei makeouts? Maybe a little groping. On the couch downstairs. >>

[wilderthan.livejournal.com]

Akihiko bites just a little too hard and Junpei makes an inarticulate noise into his mouth. For a moment, Aki stills, listening, and then bites again, his voice a low growl. "Shut up, damn it. Do you want Mitsuru to come down and catch us like this?"

No, Junpei doesn't, and that's the only reason he doesn't bitch about Akihiko-senpai ordering him around so much. Sure, he's the boss sometimes, but when they're making out? Man. Although, that growl is... kinda sexy. He retaliates with a nip at Akihiko's lip, and damn, the little grunting noise Aki makes shouldn't be that friggin' sexy. Akihiko's hands shove up under his shirt, rough skin but a hesitant touch, and Junpei fists his hand in Akihiko's short hair, deepens the kiss.

He kind of wants to touch Akihiko more, get his hands under his clothes, muss him up. He always looks so cool, kinda aloof, not a hair out of place. Junpei wants to see him flushed, mouth fallen open. He groans softly just at the thought, pushing up into Aki's touch.

Not now. Not here.

But soon.

[lassarina]

Mitsuru/Yukari. anything. seriously. I think I am the only person on the entire Internet that *likes* Yukari.

if that doesn't work, Mitsu/Aki, elementplay.

[calliopepurple.livejournal.com]

I like Yukari!

[lassarina]

Oh yay there are more people like me.

I just get so tired of seeing so many people hating on Yukari. Yes, she's kind of whiny and shallow, but she's interesting.

Mitsuru/Yukari

[wilderthan.livejournal.com]

The fit is awkward at first -- the two, together. Mitsuru is taller, a strange mix of inexperienced and sure, like nothing she does could ever come out wrong. Yukari doesn't think she means to come out that way, at least not all the time, but she does, anyway. Her kiss is dry, academic, her lips smooth and cool; Yukari tips her head up and deepens it and thinks of fairytale romance and soap operas, and wonders where they fit. Maybe they don't fit, shouldn't, but -- Mitsuru is beautiful, Mitsuru's easy confidence has its own allure, and Yukari has seen her tested, thrown into the deep end, and she knows that right now there's almost nowhere she'd rather be.

Mitsuru's hair curls around her fingers easily, sleek and soft. "Was that alright?" Yukari asks, a flutter in her stomach. Mitsuru tilts her head, considers the question.

"Yes," she says, and then, more uncertainly, "I think so?"

Yukari has to smile. "We should practice," she suggests. "Practice makes perfect."

"I believe that's a cliché, Takeba," Mitsuru says, still oddly cool and aloof even though Yukari can feel her, feel the warmth of her, the softness of her breasts, a strange vulnerability. She's never thought of Mitsuru as soft, before.

"Yukari," she says, "Yukari, if we're going to keep kissing."

"Yukari," Mitsuru says, tasting it. "I think I'd like that."

Re: Mitsuru/Yukari

[lassarina]

*flail*

I love the detail of their names, and YES. yes yes yes. prrrrrr. ♥

Re: Mitsuru/Yukari

[wilderthan.livejournal.com]

Hee. I'm glad that came out right: I felt like I had to feel my way as much as they did!

Mitsuru/Akihiko

[wilderthan.livejournal.com]

The rush of adrenaline is simultaneous with the pain, the ice lancing into him, brief and sharp and horribly bright. Akihiko gasps, spinning round to face whatever threat this is, his fists ready. Mitsuru stands there, her face a mask of control. She raises an eyebrow at him.

"Akihiko," she says, smoothly. "I had noticed your weakness before, but this is... interesting."

"You..."

"Yes. A simple low level ice spell, Akihiko. Enough to get your attention."

"I've been trying to train myself out of my weakness," Akihiko mumbles, turning away again. The rush of ice this time isn't entirely unexpected, lancing him through and making him drop to his knees, shaking. Mitsuru comes closer, and it's like another shock of ice when she slides her fingers into his hair and takes a grip.

"I'll help you," she suggests, and she actually leans down so that her lips brush Akihiko's ear. When she casts again, Akihiko is ready for it, and somehow with her hand there, her body so close even though she's barely touching him, the pain turns sweet; the soft throb of it when the spell finishes is something more like pleasure.

"Mitsuru -- " he says, choked.

"I thought so," she says, and he listens for it this time, waits for it. This time, he's not surprised by the rush of pain, he's ready for it, tensed, and it runs through him like wildfire. The only thing that keeps him from falling forward is Mitsuru's hand in his hair, and he finds himself wishing she would use it to wrench his head back -- another burst of sharp pain, another spike of adrenaline and want -- and --

He cries out aloud at the next burst of ice. Close to him, without even turning to look, he can feel Mitsuru's smile.

Re: Mitsuru/Akihiko

[lassarina]

*rolls*

*purrs*

mmmmmmmm. Yes. ♥

[calliopepurple.livejournal.com]

Aigis - Learning to say goodbye

Junpei/Chidori - healing

Akihiko/Shinji - sparring as foreplay

Aigis

[wilderthan.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, it is easier not to feel.

Aigis feels as though she has the most cause in the world to feel that, at the same time as she wonders if she really does. It is difficult. Humans have so many words that mean so much and yet they can never pin them down. What is angry? What is sad? Is sadness at death truly the same as sadness that there is rain falling from the sky? Is all guilt the same?

Things are easy, before. Simple. Aigis does not know what to do with the feelings she can barely name. She tries to categorise them: this is guilt. This is sadness. This is ?longing?. This is anger. This is what it feels like to fail. This is what ?his smile? makes her feel. What is that?

They fix her slowly. She tracks the process with ?mixed feelings? -- there is guilt, which she is sure of, and the ?longing?, and she ?misses? the other members of SEES.

When they tell her she is whole again, she does not feel it. She feels reluctance, strong and clear -- she does not want to leave, does not want to face them. But she does miss them, she wants to see them.

"I am ready," she says, and despite her uncertainty the words come out smoother, easier, than they ever have before. It ?frightens? her, a little.

Humans are ?brave?. She must be, too. She must see him. Slowly, she turns to face her feelings, accepts them. Says goodbye to hesitation. She is Aigis: she may have feelings now, but she cannot simply run away, despite that. They might require her assistance.

"I am ready," she says again, to the world.

[calliopepurple.livejournal.com]

That was really pretty and felt perfect for Aigis's personality. I liked it.

Akihiko/Shinjiro

[wilderthan.livejournal.com]

Aki's pale face is flushed, his eyes bright, his smile like a flash of lightning. Shinjiro feels a surge of anger and want, all at the same time, hopelessly mixed up. "You've got the advantage," he says, dodging a blow. "Fist fighting is your thing."

"You chose not to use your axe," Aki says, with a shrug that flows into another blow. His hair is getting too long in the front, curling over his sweaty brow. His brows are furrowed a little: he'll get wrinkles quite young, Shinji thinks. He moves fast, blocks and then throws Aki back into a wall, catching him by surprise.

"Let your guard down," he says, too close to Aki, right up in his face.

"You're faster than I expected," Aki says, half-laughing, squirming out of Shinjiro's hold. Shinji pins him again, holds him hard, and Aki takes a shaking deep breath. "Are we done?"

The kiss is like a blow, too, sends Shinjiro's head spinning as he pushes closer, biting at Akihiko's mouth and fisting his hands in his shirt. "No," he says, without pulling away, "we're just getting started."

Akihiko bites back, his hands in Shinjiro's hair, taking hold. "I'm so glad you -- "

"Shut up," Shinji says, kissing him again, drowning everything in that touch.