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There's Akechi, bandaging his wounds in the dusty summer evenings with gentle hands; Akechi, reading the English aloud for his sake; Akechi, with undue viciousness, tearing at the shadow that had threatened them.
"Don't worry," he said. "I won't let them touch you." But oh, they're not the ones he's afraid of.
There's no Haru, this time. No Makoto or Yusuke or Ann or Ryuji or Morgana to tell him that he's making a mistake (again) and he'll regret this (eventually) and this won't end happily (or peacefully); no, it's just him and Akechi and a list of palaces to rip through in record time. What did they call it? Thick as thieves?
Akira tries to remember what he's here for.
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30 Jun 2026
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I love ng+ sm, this offered everything that I wanted from an ng+ fic
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Futaba sighs, walking farther to collapse on a nearby bench. “… it’s called Hanahaki. It’s actually a super popular trope in stories online—that’s how I recognized it. People who have it… well, you saw how Akira was. They grow flowers in their lungs and puke it up when it gets too bad.”
“And do you know its origins?" Goro asks. "Anything that could link back to Maruki? He must have added it for a reason.”
“... Yeah, I think so. That’s kinda why I wanted to talk to you about this alone.” Futaba brings her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. “People only get Hanahaki if they love someone who doesn’t love them back.”
or; a strange status effect fills Akira's lungs with flowers. Goro is left to care for him—and to grapple with what the disease means.
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Ten years of this shit, and he was still weak to it.
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Akechi has the unenviable task of wrangling Akira to the doctors to get his flu jabs, granting a glimpse into their relationship ten years after the events of Royal.
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- Part 4 of Shadow Ops AU
- Part 3 of Persona 5 Oneshots
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Akira smiles patiently. “You write your wish on them, and I’ll grant it. Can’t have you hating wishes now, can I?”
“Really?” Goro says in utter disdain. “After Maruki’s reality, you think wishes are something worth spending your time on?”
Goro regrets the slight heaviness that falls across Akira’s eyes but not enough to retreat the words. “Everyone needs a little hope,” Akira says, rubbing the back of his neck.
Which almost has Goro before he tilts his head up with an edge to his grin. “Besides, I know I’ll grant any wish you set me.”
Goro needs to prove him wrong.
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10 Jun 2026
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YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME AUGHHH
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“Here,” Kurusu says. “I can probably carry you.“
Goro doesn’t even get a chance to complain before Kurusu is sliding an arm around his back and beneath his knees. He’s immediately greeted by a wave of pain that outclasses all the others before, a kind of pain that makes him feel as if his entire body is breaking in two. Makes him think: fuck, maybe it actually is.
He grits his teeth. “Joker, stop.”
Kurusu instantly freezes, meeting his eyes with clear alarm.
“What’s wrong?”
“I think my hip might be broken.”
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After their duel, a chance encounter with the Reaper has disastrous consequences for Goro and Akira. Trapped together and left to their own devices, it's going to take more than luck to get them both out alive.
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Bookmarked by creatingdays
09 Jun 2026
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I don't think I've smiled as much as I have with this fic