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persona fans according to their fave character
  • adachi: .........has.......interesting kinks. writes think pieces late at night about how we all are all adachi to some degree
  • akechi: probably depressed. stays up way too late. im talking like 4am late. likes any fucked up character. starts all the p5 discourse
  • akihiko: quiet but loves their faves intensely. cried when p4 arena akihiko was shown with no shirt. ironically, probably knows nothing abt sports, boxing included
  • akira: secretly out of control. knows a lot of ppl but only has 2 friends. very gay. makes bad decisions and then accepts them. dates every persona girl just because.
  • aigis: pure. weird sense of humor. runs an obscure
  • aigisxminako ship blog. probably uses the term "waifu" unironically
  • ann: gay. tired of ppl sexualizing her. cries a lot. has reblogged probably every picture of makoann or annshiho in existence.
  • chie: secretly loves visual novels. wants to be kicked in the face. in their minds yukichie is canon. very gay.
  • eikichi: DRAMA. very dramatic but not in a discourse starting way. nice aesthetic. uses their queueue religiously. pretends to not cry a lot
  • dojima: is always 5 yrs behind when it comes to memes. taboo fic? they're read it. they probably wrote it. only owns two pairs of shoes. bad with kids.
  • futaba: never goes outside. only has straight ships. loves puns. reblogs every picture of futaba with best girl in the tags and means it
  • fuuka: are super soft but love fuuka with all their heart. never talks in the tags. reads a lot. is either on social media all the time or never at all
  • haru: very soft. likes the color pink. every ship they have is a rare pair. watches too much anime. never dated more than one girl at a time in a persona game.
  • jun: emotional. super into the zodiac. very gay. probably hates lisa lmao. played every other persona game expecting it to be gay and was disappointed.
  • junpei: super funny. wishes junpei was romanceable. probably all have the chaotic good alignment. obscure meme user. very upbeat.
  • kanji: super soft in the inside. is still upset over the way kanji was treated in p4 sometimes. names their stuffed animals. probably yells at the tv
  • ken: looks at ken as their child. the type to adopt fictional characters. lost their minds when ken was announced to be on the p4 arena roster. always busy.
  • koromaru: the responsible one in the group. always on time. likes dogs obviously. persona 3 is their favorite persona. doesnt understand twitter.
  • lisa: (???????? no offense but did anyone like her????) is proud they have an unpopular fave. loves the characters fandoms hate. tired.
  • makoto: REALLY WANTS TO BE STEPPED ON. gay and will not apologize. keeps their friends out of trouble. probably plays dnd. had a tomodachi as a kid and loved it.
  • maya: goes through a lot but still manages to be positive. considers persona 2 to be a masterpiece. loses things easily. hard to dislike.
  • minako: everyone loves them. wishes p3p was canon. has finished p3p at least 7 times. will never stop writing threesomes with minako/akihiko/shinjiro. openly kinky
  • minato: has not let the ending of p3 go. probably music snobs. messed up sleep schedule. secretly kinky. is actually hilarious once u get to know them
  • mitsuru: worships the ground she walks on. wants her to step on them. really driven. likes making lists. loves strong girls.
  • morgana: the type to correct ppl's grammar or spelling online. means well. writes really niche fic with super complex aus. tired.
  • naoto: has only romanced naoto in every playthrough. does not care that naoto uses sp so recklessly does not care at all. probably short lmao
  • nanako: wholesome. only reads fluffy fanfiction. the kind of person to make "why i love this character" posts after noticing a lot of character hate in the tags. popular.
  • rise: probably listens to jpop. maybe kpop. maybe both. would collect rise posters irl. compares every persona navigator to rise. likes bright colors.
  • ryuji: reckless. super funny but humble. LOUD. uses weird pet names for their faves "my soft swift running boy". loves memes. has receipts for every soft thing ryuji's done
  • shinjiro: unlucky in the way that every character they love dies lmao. kinda sad but the best kind of friend you can have. definitely the mom friend. thrives on aus
  • sojiro: sarcastic. supportive in a really weird way. always talks in the tags. is mean to show affection. only types in lower case.
  • tatsuya: bi. theyre all bi. reblogs a lot of those sad ass memes. you wonder if theyre ok a lot. has quirky hobbies that you wouldnt think fit them.
  • teddie: chaotic evil. sees teddie as a child that must be protected. gets angry when he's shipped with ppl. has any souyo fic with teddie as their child bookmarked
  • yosuke: aware of yosuke's cringe-worthy moments but loves him through it. would die for that cut romance link. fun to talk to. awkward. reads a lot of fic.
  • yu: still battling to this day abt which name is canon. wants to be supported. KINKY. once you get to know them you see they have no chill. walking cat memes.
  • yukari: has separate blogs for different interests. starts all the fandom discourse (along w akechi and adachi fans),likes to psychoanalyze fictional characters
  • yukiko: also gay. kinda quiet. sense of humor is waaaaaaaaaaay out there. im talking like....outer space out there. organizes their blog well.
  • yukino: Big Gay. is very informed in socio-political topics. really smart. if a show is gay.....they've watched it. the type to write movie critiques.
  • yusuke: BROKE. watches shows like brooklyn 99 and the office. some of them might be furries but good luck figuring out which ones. really want to date yusuke

‘I thought you wanted to watch that flamingo movie’, Jayce said, taking her small cool hands in his.

‘I wanted but then I got you and my priorities changed’, she whispered, hugging him from behind more tightly. He laughed.

‘And it has nothing to do with your sister being all alone with Max?’ he asked raising his eyebrows at her.

‘When my man playing a matchmaker I feel obliged to help him’, she smiled.

‘I’m not-’ he stopped without finishing his thought. ‘Let’s proceed to kissing right away, hmm?’

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Sheith Week Day 4: Popsicles/Fireworks

This is my contribution to #sheithpositivityweek day 4! The prompt is popsicles/fireworks.

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EDIT: This is the fixed version! It should hopefully sound a little more smooth.
(I have realized I have a thing for Shiro carrying Keith bridal-style and I love it.)

Note: This AU takes place ten years after the paladins return to Earth.

  • every year, in shiro’s hometown, there’s a fourth of july parade.
  • he used to go to it every time, as a kid. it was loud and bright and colorful, and there would always be fireworks at the end.
  • these past ten years, it’s been a little bit different. ever since the paladins won the intergalactic war, as it has come to be called, there has been a parade every september to celebrate the day that the evil was finally defeated.
  • everyone is calling it “paladins’ day”, and every country on earth recognizes it.
  • after the paladins came home, it was chaos. they were in demand across the globe. heck, they were in demand across the galaxy.
  • the first eight or nine years, they had traveled from planet to planet while the people held festivals in their name. but making the rounds every year got tiring, and after nine years of touring the universe, the paladins decided to stay home for the year.
  • people were disappointed, but they seemed to understand - being a paladin was tiring, even after the fighting was over.
  • the paladins had been dispersed for years now. lance was living in cuba. pidge and matt were back with their family. the last they heard of hunk was that he had flown back to the balmera to visit shay, as he sometimes did. but keith, having no home to return to, went to live with shiro.
  • for the first time, shiro didn’t have to be in the parade.
  • but that didn’t stop him from wanting to watch it.
  • when he first shared the idea with keith, he was adamantly opposed to it, mainly on the grounds that people would clearly recognize them as the paladins and want to congratulate them. keith wanted no part of being the center of attention after nine years of parades and festivals.
  • but shiro has an idea.
  • disguises, keith.”
  • the way shiro grins with excitement makes keith snort with laughter.
  • “shiro, that is the worst idea you’ve ever had.”
  • but keith can’t say no to shiro. it’s been one of his weaknesses for years.
  • okay, so disguises is a bit of an exaggeration. what really happens is that shiro wears a sweatshirt with the hood up to cover his prosthetic arm and the unmistakable scar over the bridge of his nose.
  • keith, who has long since trimmed his distinctive mullet, wears the glasses he only puts on once in a while and a sweatshirt for good measure.
  • once shiro was satisfied that no one would recognize the two unless they were looking closely, they head out. since the parade isn’t far from where shiro lives, they just grab some lawn chairs and decide to walk it.
  • the parade goes down the main street in the town, and most people go out and sit along the parade route. it starts at 6 p.m., just as the sun is about to start setting. the evening is breezy, and keith knows it will turn into a chilly night.
  • as a precaution, they sit a little bit behind the other people, somewhere close enough to see the action but far enough away that they wouldn’t be discovered.
  • as the parade is just starting, shiro mentions, out of the blue, that he brought popsicles.
  • “shiro, it’s only sixty degrees out. why would you bring popsicles?”
  • he begins to gesture wildly, as if he couldn’t understand why keith was so confused. “because, it’s a tradition! every time we went to the fourth of july parade, back when i was young, we had popsicles!”
  • keith, startled by shiro’s outburst of excitement, puts his hands up in a placating gesture, nods, and accepts the red popsicle shiro offers him.
  • for a while, the pair sits and enjoys popsicles, watching the progression of floats and balloons and bands march by. the lights and the noise and the color aren’t quite as vibrant and lively as the first and second years of the celebrations, but they are still a sight to see. the setting sun creates an atmosphere of fun and activity and music, and though keith doesn’t really like children, he has to admit that watching them run up and down the street is endearing, in a way.
  • it’s late in september, and as the sun sinks down the horizon the night begins to get colder. but keith, stubborn as he is, still eats an entire popsicle, temperature be damned.
  • he begins to regret his decision when he starts to shiver. at first, he learns that if he curls his feet underneath him and hugs his knees to his chest, he can deal with the cold. but when that stops working, he does what he always does when he gets cold.
  • keith gets out of his chair and pulls it closer to shiro’s, close enough that he can lean over the two arms and rest his head on shiro’s shoulder.
  • shiro leans in to keith, noticing that he’s shivering slightly, and puts his arm around his torso.
  • together, they watch as children play with tiny balloon versions of voltron, marching bands playing enthusiastically in the background. dance groups do flips down the street. some of the younger children still dress up, swinging plastic swords and shouting “form voltron!”
  • shiro caught keith’s attention again when he pointed at a swarm of balloons that escaped someone’s hands: black, red, green, blue, yellow. the black and red balloons, tangled slightly at the strings, flew into the sky together.
  • “look, keith,” shiro murmured, ”it’s us.”
  • keith’s eyes followed his finger and he laughed softly into the setting sun.
  • the fireworks couldn’t start until it was dark out, of course, so once the last floats in the parade had passed by them it would about 40 minutes before the fireworks began to blast off.
  • since the fireworks were being shot from the local football field, everybody made their way down to that end of the town to get the best spots to see the fireworks.
  • the loud noises could be a bit triggering to shiro if he sat too close to them, as he discovered the hard way during his first year back on earth. now that he was older, they weren’t as bad, but he still preferred to keep a bit of distance between himself and the explosions.
  • so they sit away from the field, careful again to distance themselves from the rest of the people. they find a bit of a hill to sit on, under a sturdy oak tree to keep them in the shadows.
  • shiro, always the prepared one, brought a blanket for the two of them to sit on, or under. keith, without a care for the rest of the world, relaxes with his back against shiro’s chest and throws the blanket over them both.
  • when the sky is finally dark and the stars sparkle clearly, shiro knows it’s time. when the first fireworks go off, people cheer.
  • most of them are in the paladins’ colors: green, red, blue, and yellow (occasionally they’ll add a purple for allura or an orange for coran). occasionally, a cool one will pop up that makes a shape, like the “v” that adorned their paladin armor. shiro will point those out to keith, even though keith can see them perfectly fine.
  • when keith turns to look into shiro’s eyes, shiro looks like he’s eight years old again. before the garrison, before kerberos, before voltron.
  • before keith.
  • it is one of shiro’s rare vulnerable moments, when he has let all of his walls down and keith can see who he really is.
  • one of the things he’s learned about shiro after dating him for years is that he has built up so many layers that it’s hard to find the real shiro underneath them. on the outside, he’s a leader. he’s strong, decisive, thoughtful, and patient. but underneath the leader he presents to most people are layers of fear, regret, anxiety, doubt, and pain.
  • he thinks through every step before he makes it. most people think that’s just because he’s a logical person, but keith knows better. keith knows that it’s because one wrong move can bring everything crashing down around you, and that shiro has learned that from experience.
  • but ever since he’s started dating shiro, he’s gotten to see what’s beneath the layers: someone who is fun-loving, and gentle, and kind. someone who loves to laugh. someone who enjoys simple pleasures like going to the beach, and seeing the sunset, and dancing in the summer rain, and watching fireworks.
  • sure, it has taken work by both of them to battle their way through the layers. it’s led to more than one fight in the past. it’s led to tears, and yelling, and 2 a.m. arguments. but when keith looks into shiro’s eyes tonight, he knows that every tear was worth it.
  • this is the man keith fell in love with ten years ago.
  • keith, not wanting to ruin the moment they’ve made for themselves, presses his face into shiro’s sweatshirt and smiles softly.
  • certain that the shadows would hide them from prying eyes, shiro kisses him on the forehead. keith mumbles something soft and incoherent, and shiro pulls him closer.
  • shiro can tell by the end of the fireworks that keith has drifted off into sleep, so he tries not to wake him as he gingerly sits up. he rolls up the blanket and fits it back into the bag he brought. however, the action makes his boyfriend stir and look at shiro with sleep still in his eyes.
  • “the fireworks are over, love. you ready to go home?” shiro asks.
  • keith yawns in response and lets shiro help him to his feet.
  • the walk home, at first, is crowded with people who are doing the same as they - walking home. but once they get off of the main streets, it’s not nearly as bad.
  • about three-quarters of the way there, keith starts to fall behind, the sleep catching up to him faster than he can walk. shiro stops, readjusting the things he’s carrying.
  • “come here,” he says to keith. the smaller man obeys, too tired to protest.
  • shiro picks him up in both arms, only realizing just how tired keith is when his eyes start to flutter closed. keith lets his head fall against shiro’s chest, whispering a barely-audible “thanks”.
  • keith is out within thirty seconds, but shiro doesn’t mind. he carries keith the rest of the way home, gentle as he would always be with his boyfriend, allowing the moon to light the way as stray fireworks pop in the distance.
  • shiro struggles a bit to unlock the front door, considering his lack of free hands, but eventually keys it open. with a sleeping keith kogane still in his arms, he sets everything down on the living room couch, deciding to deal with it tomorrow.
  • he brings keith to bed, briefly wondering whether to wake him up to change or just leave him be. shiro opts for the second choice, figuring that keith would be too far gone to really care about his clothes anyways. shiro crashes and burns, exhausted, next to him.
  • he finds it a little ironic that he enjoyed watching the parade more than being in it.
  • or, maybe he just enjoyed being with keith.
  • he’s pretty sure it’s the second one, but he doesn’t get much time to think about it before he’s fast asleep, dreaming about fireworks and popsicles and black and red balloons.