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“Hm yeah, that image I saw was probably edited,” Tome stated nonchalantly.
Takenaka shrugs. “Figures. Well, let’s head back-”
“We should go check the building out!”
“…I don’t think breaking and entering is a good idea.”
Tome shrugs. “Well, we’ve already broken in thanks to your little trick. So, you comin’?”
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Tome drags Takenaka on an alien hunting trip, unaware that their late night trip into the woods will escalate into so much more. Not necessarily in a good way.
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“It’s not that deep though,” said Akira, in direct contradiction to everything he’d just confessed. He lowered his leg and crossed his legs in the specific way that told Goro he was sporting a boner and trying to hide it. “I just think it would be really hot to try doing that with you.”
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As the deadline for Sae's Palace looms closer - and thus, his time with Akira Kurusu is about to end - Goro finds himself craving some other sort of closure. He assumed all the loose threads to have been knotted up by this point. But maybe his body - and only his body, of course - has something else to say on the matter.
Written for ShuAke Week 2024, day 7: FREE DAY
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Akechi Goro is a fascinating mystery and probably dangerous, Akira thinks. It would be stupid to pass up the opportunity to learn more about him.
Kurusu Akira is a fascinating mystery and probably dangerous, Goro thinks. It would be stupid to pass up the opportunity to learn more about him.
And after all, there’s no time like the present. Why make a vague promise to stay in touch when they could seize the moment right after their first meeting? Why not make the first move before their opponent even realises the match has started?
It’s not like spending the day together could somehow change the game completely...
(OR: Akira accidentally speedruns Akechi’s entire confidant track on the day they meet, and opens up some new options in the process.)
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His hand hovers over the dress. And then he sinks his fingers into the fabric, a focused expression on his face. Akechi feels almost perverse watching him deliberate. Amamiya takes the edges of it with his hands and holds it up, pressing it against his body, over the clothes, eyes flicking to Akechi.
“You want me to wear it?”
OR: akechi uncovers a secret.
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You are fifteen, and it is easy, putting yourself back in the palm of that man’s hands. Devil you know, and all that.
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09 Jun 2026
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WOWOWOWOWWWW INSPIRATION !!!!!!! YOU REALLY GET AKECHI