7 Bookmarks by terribleflu
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June, 20XX.
Each passing day brings new challenges, and each passing day brings his plan closer to fruition.
So, who cares if he keeps remembering things that never happened? So what if there are eight Phantom Thieves, rather than the three he expected? And so what if their leader has proven surprisingly adept at avoiding him?
None of it matters. A new game is starting, and Akechi Goro is going to win it.
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26 May 2026
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He’s thought about it before. If he just reached inside, dug his hands in and pulled on the fringes of the collective unconscious, he could bring Akechi back. Could even bring back Isshiki Wakaba, Okumura Kunikazu, and the rest of them if he felt so inclined. He knows he could even if he’s never tried, the power pulsing through his blood, making his fingers twitch. It wouldn’t even be particularly hard. And it wouldn’t have to stop there; if Yaldabaoth could manipulate the masses and Maruki could alter reality to his whim, Akira could do any of those things, and more.
(Turns out, shooting a couple gods in the face makes you something of a god yourself.)
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24 May 2026
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Sunny with a Chance of Storms by Mysecretfanmoments, SuggestiveScribe
Fandoms: Persona Series, Persona 5
27 May 2017
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A misunderstanding makes Akira reconsider his feelings for the Phantom Thieves’ #1 Public Relations Disaster, Akechi Goro. Summer drags on, and Akira decides to do something about his crush. They do say to keep your enemies close… right?
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06 May 2026
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Ann stared at the stack of love letters for a moment before letting out a loud snort.
“You boys,” she said, when Akira gave her a questioning look, “are so dumb.”
or;
Akira has a secret admirer.
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- Part 3 of Persona 5 Oneshots
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01 May 2026
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“Fuck you.”
“If you wanna.” Jabber’s voice is slow and unbothered. He sounds groggy as hell. “Could be fun.”
“I want ya t’ get off.”
“Okay.” Jabber rolls his head around. Zanka feels lips press right up to his ear. “Get me off. I’m great at returnin’ favors.”
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02 Apr 2026
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Are We Fucking or Fighting? by sinkuna (theshortking)
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
24 Jan 2026
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“Like hell you do,” Zanka snapped back, scraping together what little fight he had left.
Jabber’s eyes flared a vivid magenta. He let out a low, shallow hum, the sound echoing off the narrow walls as his head tipped only slightly to the side. That was never a good sign. He was scheming. Plotting. You could always tell when he got quiet like this, a grin tugging lazy and sharp at the corner of his mouth, eyes locked on like he’d already placed a silent bet.
“Sure ’bout that?” Jabber purred. Zanka didn’t know what shit he was about to pull. Only that whatever it was, he was not going to enjoy it one bit.
Or,
Their arrangement should have been straightforward: meet up, fuck, and part ways. No feelings, no strings attached. Meeting in secret every couple of months has its ups and downs. Especially when unwanted emotions get thrown into the mix, and the sex gets messy in more ways than one.
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12 Feb 2026
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sinkhole (i sink right into you) by 13KeithXPidge13
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Anime), Gachiakuta (Manga)
25 Jan 2026
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A groan comes from below him, low and deep, and it has him freezing up completely and blinking, before whipping to glance down at what was underneath him.
Correction; at what he was sitting /atop of/.
He could feel it properly, now that he wasn’t distracted by the adrenaline rush, now that everything was stilling around him—them. He could feel the hips he was straddling, the lower stomach his ass was stationed on, and the hands that had somehow, intentionally or not, attached themselves to his waist.
Jabber’s hands. Jabber’s hands that were on his waist. Jabber’s hips that he was straddling. Jabber that he was situated atop of.
Jabber’s face—which was inches away from Zanka’s own, and purple eyes open to meet his blue.
[or, that one stuck in a tight space fic that every fandom eventually gets]
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01 Feb 2026