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badbadbathhouse) wrote,
@ 2009-05-26 07:16:00

Oh gracious, I turn a blind eye for just a sexond and the second post fills up! Darlings, sweetpeas, do please forgive my tardiness. I bring you now our third installment of the fantasticousity, and would indeed love to, ah, beg your pardon in being so late about it.

SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART THREE

In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing from Persona 4 and whatever astoundingly perverse or adorably vanilla kink your little heart desires. Delicious non-con, innocent fluff? Oh, darlings, it is very acceptable to bare your deepest desires here. ♥

If you're lucky enough, your request will be delivered by some sweet and sexy anonymous, and what better way to boost the levels of reciprocation than by filling out a request yourself? After all, we've all come here for the same~ thing~! Don't be shy, darling, we are all friends here. And if you see a filled request that nonetheless inspires you? Sloppy seconds are so very much encouraged. For a list of some finished prompts, head over to

verybadindex or

marukyurevue if you so please~!

Kiddies, our only real rule here is the request to blank out spoilers, like so:

I'd love to see ~~myself~~ Kanji involved with <font color="white">everyone even remotely available after July's events~</font>

Because half the fun~ of Persona 4 was learning all the twists and turns of the plot for ourselves, wasn't it? Anyone seen breaking this rule (and darlings, always remember that you can send your sweet Kanji a note through the Livejournal message center!) will have their request deleted in a hopefully timely manner.

Let's do our best, everyone! In this kinky paradise, men, women, and shadows are all invited.

Hugs and kisses,
Kanji~

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(Anonymous)
2009-07-26 04:35 pm UTC (link)

Anon is asking for an AU world where instead of fighting the Shadows in the normal P4 way, Souji and the party are in actuality truly physically possessed by their respective Personas/Gods, occasionally at the worst possible times. Dojima's getting suspisous, particularly since Yosuke/Susano-O has been by looking for his 'Father' once too often, and Chie keeps having to coax/seduce Yukiko/Ameratasu out of her room. Anon would is partial to the Souji/Yosuke, Naoto/Kanji, Chie/Yukiko, and Rise/Teddie. S-links and the actual dungeon fights would be a big bonus too. *Turns on the Beggin Eyes of Doom at other anons.* Pwease make my day?

(ReCAPTCHA: hymans Thuway. Sooooooooooo wrong sounding...)

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Sea of the Unconscious (1/?)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 01:16 am UTC (link)

(captcha says: menfolk are. Yes, they are!)

1.

Yosuke had Problems. Lots of them. And right now they mostly revolved around things like waking up in the dead of night dragging along a dead horse in one hand and trying to fend off a really, really angry girl posessed by a god with the other.

And on top of that, his pants were completely ruined, and he was soaked to the bone in freezing water. What had Susano-O been doing, trambling through the rice fields with a… oh. Oh, shit, he remembered the way this myth went, horse and all.

“Suuuusaaaanooooo-O!” Amaterasu shrieked, and holy shit she was glowing so brightly that it was a freaking miracle that no one was running their way. A miracle provided, he thought with a sense of palpable relief, by Yamato Takeru, who was casting Mamudoon spells on the area as quickly as he could, damping Amaterasu’s brightness to the level of, say, a very bright light bulb rather than the sun. Rise was standing just out of the way of Yamato Takeru’s spell range. Kanzeon probably picked up on Susano-O trampling through the rice fields before Susano-O even did it. Kamui… Well, Kamui was commuting with the gods. Some help he was.

When people

“I—wait,” he said. “I mean, Amaterasu—”

“Yooooooooouuuuu!”

“Yes! I mean, no! I mean—” He gave up trying to reason with Amaterasu, and instead offered her the horse. “Look! This is for—”

“Do you think that’s funny, Susano-O?!” She was picking up the horse. Or trying to. Thank god Amaterasu wasn’t a physical powerhouse like Kanji, because he’d probably be dead if she were.

“Please tell me Souji’s going to be here soon,” Yosuke said to Rise, backing away from Amaterasu.

“He and Kanji-kun are running around looking for Chie,” Rise said. “Geeze, what is it with things tonight? It’s like there was this mass posession party or something. Rokuten Maoh woke me up trying to talk Kanzeon into trying to level up.”

“According to Naoto’s notes, one of the second years is holding a séance right now,” Yamato Takeru said. “Susano-O, please calm Amaterasu down. I do not believe I can keep casting these spells.”

Yosuke didn’t bother asking ‘well, how?’ Yamato Takeru wasn’t the kind of guy who liked to answer questions. Snotty prince.

“Look,” he said to Amaterasu. “I’m… I’m really sorry about the rice fields. And what I did to your scarf that one time. And… and that one time I made you hump the sword—”

“You lyiiiiiing, fooooollliiish, hypercompetitiiiiiiive boooooy—”

“Maybe if you try complimenting her hair,” Rise said. “Or maybe you could get Susano-O to come out?”

Yeah, Susano-O had better come out. This was all his fault: the dumb contest in which he swallowed one of Yukiko’s scarves and tried to get Amaterasu to go down on a knife, that one time when Susano-O got raging drunk and went streaking through the entire time, that one time when Susano-O went to Souji’s house to persuade Izanagi to let him back into Heaven—the entire thing was utterly ridiculous, and if it weren’t for the fact that Susano-O was using his body to do all this, Yosuke might have even found it kind of funny. Might.

It’s your fault, Yosuke said to Susano-O.

No, Susano-O said, pouting a little. Don’t want Dad to get mad at me.

Izanagi would be even more pissed off if Amaterasu brought morning four hours too early.

Well, thanks to you, we’re going to be grounded for a year.

You should go into the TV more often. Things are so boring ever since that old dingbat god got put in his place. Besides, the only way to make her stop would be to get that Suzuka Gongen. Or to hit back.

Except that if Yosuke hit back, then Amaterasu would lock herself in the bomb shelter again. The last time that happened, they had to convince one of the third years to hold a concert in the back of the Amagi Inn to make her come back out. The local newspaper called the performance the worst thing to ever grace the ears of the town, and none too politely suggested that the third years should reconsider their choice to go to music school.

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Sea of the Unconscious (2/?)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 01:42 am UTC (link)

Amaterasu glared down at the horse, and then set it on fire. Funny how all the gods and goddesses of compassion never actually seemed that compassionate when they came down to Earth. Then she looked at Yosuke.

“Why do you hide behind that mortal boy?” Amaterasu said. “Are you too afraid to face your own sister?”

Susano-O was poking his way out to the surface. Yosuke tried to push him back down—gods knew that Susano-O was never very kind to Amaterasu—but when he resisted, Susano-O simply bullied his way out. Yosuke’s mind went blank.

When he regained control of his body, he was lying next to the charred horse, and Suzuka Gongen was banging on the door of the bomb shelter. Kanji and Izanagi were waiting for him.

“Susano-O,” Izanagi boomed. “I am very disappointed with you.”

“But,” Yosuke said, “I didn’t do—”

“For your disobedience, we will tear out your fingernails and toenails one-by-one until you repent.” Izanagi gave pause. “Or at least, we will when you reappear into this world instead of cowering within the boy like the fool you are.”

Susano-O, for once in his life, bit his tongue. Yosuke, in turn, winced, and prayed that Izanagi and Susano-O would be able to make up without the nail-ripping. With a crack of thunder, Souji reasserted control over Izanagi, and looked down at Yosuke sympathetically. Or something like that.

“Well,” he said, “how are we going to get her out of there this time?”

“You can’t think of anything?” Yosuke asked, a little pained.

“This is the fourth time in the last two months,” Souji said. “I’m sure you can think of something. Do you think we should invite the band back?”

“No can do, senpai,” Kanji said glumly. “The Amagis said that if they come back to the Inn, they’ll invite someone from the newspaper to review the performance.”

Yosuke winced. That was harsh.

“Or we could wait for Suzuka Gongen to persuade Amaterasu to exit the shelter,” Naoto pointed out. “Might I suggest punishing Susano-O’s indescretion in a more… subtle manner?”

“I can think of a few ways,” Souji muttered. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, “Well, let’s go home, everyone. There’s no point in standing around here for too long.”

And so, exhausted, six of them staggered back home while Suzuka Gongen tried to open the door to the bomb shelter with a twig.

2.

Dojima tried. He really did. He knew that his nephew was a very respectable, upstanding young man. And he knew that most of his nephew’s friends were perfectly reasonable and sane people when they weren’t doing things like being posessed by gods.

That didn’t explain why Shirogane turned up in the office in the beginning of February requesting to be allowed to infiltrate a gang meeting dressed as a woman.

“It will give me a supreme tactical advantage,” Shirogane said. “I will sneak into into their ranks with a knife hidden away in my bosom. And as they become steadily drunker, I shall lop their heads from their bodies and slay the rest of the deities who dare to disrupt the peace of this noble kingdom.”

“Shirogane, listen to yourself,” Dojima said sharply. “Do you have any idea what you’re saying?”

“My proposal is level-headed and intelligent. It will not be difficult for me to disguise myself as a woman—” How anyone could mistaken a sixteen year old boy for a woman was completely beyond Dojima, but he nodded his head like he believed the obviously addled boy. “—and it is hardly as though women are capable of murdering a man. At least, not openly.”

“Coffee,” Dojima snapped at one of his assistants. “I want a cup of coffee on my desk when I get back.” Then he took Shirogane by the shoulders and took him to the bathroom. He turned on the cold water, whipped off Shirogane’s hat, and stuck Shirogane’s head under the faucet.

“Puuuuny huuuumaa—ppghhhhhhhhh—”

“Feeling better?” Dojima asked, patting the boy on the back.

“Q-quite possibly,” Shirogane said. He grabbed some paper towels and tried to dry his hair. “I… I didn’t say anything strange, did I?”

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Sea of the Unconscious (3/?)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 01:47 am UTC (link)

“The entire police station thinks you want to be a crossdresser,” Dojima said. Shirogane looked mortified, in the way that boys did when their pride took a blow. He laughed and said, “Go to school, Shirogane. Weren’t you investigating something over there?”

“The séances,” Shirogane said. He checked his watch and swore softly. “In the middle of the day?”

“The what?”

“ It’s for a private investigation, Dojima-san,” said Shirogane. He fitted the cap back on his head and said, “Thank you for… waking me up. I appreciate it.”

“Make sure you get more sleep,” Dojima said. “You’re never going to get tall if you stay up all night pouring over the files.”

“Your advice is duly noticed,” Shirogane said, and stalked out of the bathroom.

3.

Rokuten Maoh wasn’t the nicest of Personae, but he was a sure of a hell a lot easier to keep satisfied than some of the others. Yosuke and Yukiko’s Personae spent all their time yelling at each other, Chie’s made her toilet paper people’s houses, Teddie’s made him sit with the rocks and try to hold meaningful conversations with them, and Rise spent all of her lunch breaks solving other people’s problems, and then running over to Souji and having him solve the problems she caused for others.

Rokuten Maoh? Yeah, he was a big, bad King of Hell obsessed with material posessions and worldly accomplishments, but Kanji kept him occupied by buying a bunch of knitting books and challenging Rokuten Maoh to make scale minature models of each of the animals—out of cloth.

Of course, sometimes there were… problems.

4.

“Now, Tatsumi,” said the headmaster. “It’s admirable for a young man to be as driven as you are, but do you have to do it during class?”

“Must collect them all,” Tatsumi intoned. His hands were rapidly assembling what looked like a to-scale model of a squat bear. “Must make every single animal and add them to my collection.”

“How… how unusual,” said the headmaster. “I, too, have a collection, you know. I collect model tanks! A very boyish hobby, but as I like to say, having hobbies is what keeps you young. Ah, what is that you’re making?”
“Racoon.”

“How fascinating! I’ve only seen them in dumpsters. How do you collect information about them?”

“Tatsumi collects photographs.”

“Do you mean your mother? How cold of you, to be so distant towards your own mother! She’s always been nothing but kind to you, young man. Why, if you don’t learn how to respect your elders, then you will be in very dire straits someday, and your poor mother won’t be there to help you! Tatsumi! Stop attaching that leg this instant!”

“No,” said Tatsumi. “I must make the entire collection. Only then will I be able to be King of the Stuffed Animals. My power will only increase if I include this in my collection.”

Children these days! Back in his day, they actually respected their elders. Why, back in his day, he had to walk through the floodplains, eight kilometers both way, chest-deep in freezing water! But if he couldn’t beat Tatsumi… why not join him?

“You can make them later,” the headmaster said. “And if you must have a collection, then take a look at these.” He opened his desk drawer, and put one of his own models on the desk. “A one-to-eighty-six centimeter model of the German Panzerhaubitze,” said the headmaster proudly. “What do you think of it?”

Tatsumi leaned in, his eyes hungry and a predatory smile working its way onto his face. “More,” he rasped. “Do you have more?”

“Go ahead and take it,” the headmaster said. “Why, I have four of those, myself. If you like them, then I can show you a few catalogues I have. Very, very nice new models coming out this spring…”

“Give me!” Tatsumi said, holding out his hand. The headmaster was a little taken aback—how rude, to just demand to have the catalogue—but he could feel a tickle of his old boyish pride. He had thought that Seta boy might understand the beauty of collecting toy models, but the boy took his reward, walked away, and never looked back. He could make something of this Tatsumi boy, given a bit of time and patience.

“I will be the King of Models!”

… A lot of time. And a lot of patience.

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Sea of the Unconscious (4/?)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 03:35 am UTC (link)

5.

“You can’t stay in there forever!” Chie shouted, hitting the bomb shelter door a bit harder. By now the staff of the Amagi Inn seemed to accept that Yukiko was prone to fits of mental breakdowns (also known as ‘possession by gods’, but even Dojima seemed to think that ‘possession by gods’ was short-hand for ‘gone batshit insane’) and liked spending lots and lots of time in the bomb shelter reorganizing the canned foods, so they didn’t mind it too much when Chie showed up in the Inn with a crowbar and a speakerphone.

“He violated me,” Amaterasu whined on the other side of the door.

“He tried to kiss you!”

“He’s my brother!” That never seemed to stop the gods before. The Greek ones were so incestuous that their family trees were more like family Moebius strips. Amaterasu sniffed, and said, “I’m not coming back out. The whole world can go dark, for all I care.”

“But plants need sunlight!”

“So? You humans can probably make sunlight by yourselves now. Nobody needs me anymore. Susano-O continues to insult me, my own children insist that they are not related to me, Father doesn’t consider me attractive—” Wait, what just happened to that incest taboo? “—and my consort thinks I’m strange.”

“I—no I don’t—”

“Then why won’t you stop making such a racket?”

“That’s how I show people I care!”

“Well, you’re too loud. I want Father.”

Chie hoped Yosuke didn’t call Souji “Father” when the two of them were in bed, because that was so many different kinds of wrong that she couldn’t find the words to describe how wrong that would be.

“I need you,” Chie said.

“No, you want that snow girl. Why doesn’t anyone need me?”

“Um,” said Chie, “I have a magical… I have, uh, a blessed object! Yeah. And it… it works. All the time. Tells you everything you need to hear. All you have to do is ask it a question, and it’ll give you answers.”

“Does that really work?”

“Oh, yeah,” Chie said. “It’s powered by technology, so it can be a little fuzzy, but it works. Most of the time.”

“... Very well, then. I shall open the door, and you will hand me your ‘device.’”

The bomb shelter parted a crack. Just a crack. Amaterasu’s hand, glowing so brightly that Chie was nearly blinded when she looked directly at it, appeared from below, palm open. Chie handed over the magical eight ball mutely.

“How curious,” Amaterasu said. “How does this work?”

“First you ask a question. Then you shake the ball, and it gives ou an answer.”

“Let’s see. ‘Who needs me?’ … ‘Out of service?’” Crap. Chie should’ve mentioned the part where it needed to be a yes-or-no question. Amaterasu let out a wordless scream of rage, and something broke against the door.

6.

Chie came back to class during lunch break looking a little pained.

“Any luck with Amaterasu?” Souji asked.

“She welded the doors shut after I gave her Yosuke’s magical eight ball.”

Souji looked back at Susano-O, who was busy harrassing a poor girl by making his eyes glow at will, and sighed.

7.

“Oh, Souji-kun,” the girl quivered. “I’m so afraid. My séances are summoning all the wrong people!”

“I…” Souji blinked, and said, “Well, who were you trying to summon?”

“M-my dead grandmother… I wanted her opinion on whether I should buy this statue of Buddha, or get another cross.” The girl looked up at Souji, and then, lowering her voice, said, “Um, you wouldn’t happen to know where I could get these, would you…?”

“I think I can get a hold of them,” Souji said. “Where are these séances being held?”

8.

“Dude, get in line,” said the boy.

Naoto wouldn’t have minded a line if there was no one else there, but at the moment there was a train of people trying to push their way into Rise’s class. “I beg your pardon,” Naoto said. “But I really must talk with Rise-san regarding—”

“Don’t we all?” a girl asked, and then sighed. “Isn’t Risette a total dream? She’s so understanding. It’s like she understands my pain perfectly.”

Kanzeon was the god of compassion and mercy. Naoto sighed, and flashed her badge.

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Sea of the Unconscious (5/?)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 03:36 am UTC (link)

“This is for official police investigation,” she said. “If you do not move, then I will have you arrested.” Even though she didn’t think there were enough handcuffs in Inaba to do so. The line parted, and she went straight to Kanzeon, who was sitting on a desk, one hand holding a willow branch and the other hand dipped in a saucer of water.

“Oh, Risette!” cried the student before her. “What should I do? I do not know what shirt I should wear on my date!”

“Look deep within yourself,” said Kanzeon, her eyes lowered and a beatific smile on her face. “The man you love is a truly kind one. The source of your distress is a natural anxious impulse from being so loved. Calm the raging storm in your heart, and know that a relationship is not made or broken by what you are wearing, or what station you are born in. Rather, through living a life of mercy, compassion, and love will lead you to breaking the cycle of reincarnation—”

“Oh, Risette!” cried the girl. “You have helped me so much! The springtime of my youth is here!” And with that, the girl sped off into the dreary Inaba winter of the outside. Naoto stood before Kanzeon, and cleared her throught.

“Yamato Takeru,” Kanzeon said.

“Guan Yin,” Naoto said. “You are making a spectacle of yourself.”

“I am only trying to relieve the suffering of others. However, if you have a need to speak with Rise, then I will be all too glad to surrender her back to you.” Kanzeon’s eyes fluttered shut. When they opened again, Rise was staring out at Naoto, blinking rapidly. “Naoto-kun?” she said, and then swooned backwards. Naoto belatedly tried to grab Rise before she fell, but Rise’s hand slipped out of hers, and Rise fell off the desk with a yelp.

9.

“Nobody needs me,” Amaterasu said.

“Oh, Ammy-baby,” Teddie said. “Of course I need you! Why, you are the moon that lights up my skies, the stars that light the moon, the thick, blanket of nighttime that wraps around my body—”

“See?” Amaterasu said to a can of pickles. “Even he wants brother more than me.”

10.

The girl was holding the séance on the first floor of the practice building. Luckily (or maybe not), only Souji and Chie were there—luckily because this way they could cheat the Oujia board whichever they wanted. There were candles lit about in a circle around the trio, and the blinds were partially drawn, and the only thing Souji could think of was that he felt like an idiot.

“Oh, great spirits!” the girl cried out. “If you are there, give me a sign!”

The skies darkened, and a gust of wind tore small branches right off the trees. Lightning forked from the heavens, and a nearby tree caught fire.

“It’s working,” the girl said, and began to tremble. “O—oooh, no, what do I do if I’ve summoned someone other than grandmother?”

“I’m sure that won’t be the case,” Souji reassured her. He cleared his throat, and said, “Spirit, who are you?”

Their hands were on the Oujia board. He and Chie exchanged a glance, and nodded.

“It’s moving,” the girl hissed. “G-R-A-N-D-M-O-T-H-E-R-W-I-L-L-O-W. –Who?”

“Yes,” said a disembodied voice, and the girl screamed.

“Don’t lift your hands from the board!” Chie said, grabbing a hold of the girl’s hands. “Listen to what she has to say!”

“But I don’t even know who Grandmother Willow is!”

“I’m sure it will all come together in the end,” Souji said.

“You are distressed and afraid,” said the voice. “But fear not. I, Kanzeon, goddess of mercy and compassion… I mean, I, your grandmother, am here to guide you. Child, what concerns you is the worship of icons. Free your mind from such attachments of the world, for they bring you nothing but suffering. True happiness can be found by seeking enlightenment and breaking free of the cycle of reincarnation. But if you are truly disturbed, then allow me to relieve you of your burdens. What will pacify your fears most is Buddha, praying for your happiness and good will. You are a wonderful child. I wish you all the best.”

More lightning, wind, and growing darkness. The girl was shaking in her chair. Souji blew out a candle.

“Well!” he said. “I think that went quite well.”

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Sea of the Unconscious (6/?)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 04:15 am UTC (link)

11.

“’The worship of icons’?” Yosuke asked Rise.

“Isn’t she a Christian? She’s the one who asks senpai for veils and crosses and angel statues, right?” Rise said.

“That is what my research indicates, yes,” said Naoto.

“Icons?” Kanji asked. “They collectables or somethin’?”

12.

“What, you’re still holed up in there?” Susano-O mocked. He was drumming against the bomb shelter door to the beat of whatever song Yosuke had downloaded onto his MP3 player. “Come on, sister.”

“You are horrible,” Amaterasu hissed. “Stuuuuupid impudent booooooy.”

“Ugly, uppity bitch!”

“Hey!” Chie said. “Yukiko isn’t ugly, or uppity, or a bitch! A-and Amaterasu isn’t, either, but—”

“Consort,” Amaterasu said, “what is your opinion of Susano-O?”

“I-isn’t that question a little unfair?”

“If you say that he is a mean, boorish, foolhearty child undeserving of Father’s attentions—”

“You’re just jealous because Father loves me better.”

Why was it that everyone wanted to bang Souji? Chie tugged at her hair, and looked to Souji.

“You know, if your Persona had been something like Bruce Lee or Jet Li, we wouldn’t be in this mess,” she said.

“Sorry,” Souji said. And then he said, “Isn’t Jet Li still alive…?”

“Yeah, but he’s still a legend, right?” Chie sat on the grass, and said, “Can’t you do something to fix this?”

“I’m waiting for Susano-O to apologize, actually.”

… Yeah. Fat chance of that ever happening.

“Maybe we should get Kanzeon to talk his ears off,” Chie suggested.

13.

“A parent’s love and affection is not a zero-sum game,” said Kanzeon. “Every parent loves each and every one of its children, but to each child is also a different way of showing the parent’s love—”

“We make out all the time,” Susano-O said. “I told you he loves me best.”

Then he yelped when the metal doors of the bomb shelter glowed cherry-red from the heat.

14.

“Sexuality is not the only way of showing one’s affection for another. To truly ascend, you must be able to feel and show compassion for each and every living creature in this world: from the lowest of plankton to the greatest of gods, you must extend your hand to each and all.”

“She’s saying that your sex with Father is corrupt,” Amaterasu said.

“Why don’t you love me a little more, sister? Why don’t you show me more of your affection and compassion?”

The door was beginning to melt a little, and the sad thing was, Souji didn’t know if Susano-O was deliberately provoking Amaterasu or not.

“Of course, true enlightenment cannot be achieved in a day, but gods such as yourselves have an infinite amount of time to perfect yourselves to that goal—”

“Move aside,” Suzuka Gongen said, carrying the crowbar over her shoulder. “You’ve done well, Kanzeon. Thank you.”

“I appreciate your gratitude, Suzuka Gongen. Your devotion to your master is—”

“Please,” Souji said, holding up his hand. “You’ve done enough.”

“Until we meet again,” said Kanzeon, and much to the relief of everyone within earshot, gave way to Rise again. Suzuka Gongen pried the doors of the bomb shelter open, seized Amaterasu, and picked her up.

“I liked Ame-no-Uzume’s way of getting me out better,” Amaterasu pouted. Susano-O opened his mouth. For good measure, Suzuka Gongen grabbed him, too, and dragged both gods to the river, and dunked them into it.

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Sea of the Unconscious (7/7)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 04:17 am UTC (link)

“I want the two of you to start acting like adults,” said Suzuka Gongen. “Susano-O, apologize to your sister.”

Susano-O puffed out his chest. “Hah. Do you think I’m afraid of a bit of water? I am the great Susano-O, blower of storms—”

“And blower of Father, too,” Amaterasu added.

“Not for long, if the two of you don’t hurry and make up,” Souji warned.

“And Amaterasu, calm down and accept his apology. On the count of three, I want the two of you to do as I said. One… two…”

“I bet your consort thinks I’m hot,” Susano-O said.

Amaterasu blasted him in the face with a jet of fire.

15.

When Yukiko came to, there was a substantial amount of steam rising from the river, and a storm was passing into the horizon.

“Oh, thank god,” Chie said, hugging her. “You’re finally back.”

“Um,” she said. “What happened?”

“Some girl held a séance and Susano-O went wild and dragged a dead horse all the way to the Inn, and then Amaterasu locked herself in a bomb shelter and we had to spent such a long time trying to get her to come out again—”

“Oh,” Yukiko said.

“You know what I don’t get? Why everyone wants to have sex with Izanagi,” Chie said. “I mean, he’s kind of cute and all, but he wears his cup on the outside. That’s violating a million rules or something.”

“I’ve never wanted to do anything like that with him…”

“Well, good,” Chie said. “Because neither have I! In fact, you’re the only one I’d… I mean…”

An awkward silence descended. Chie coughed. Souji twiddled his thumbs. Yosuke tried to wring some more water out of his shirt. Rise giggled.

“I should probably talk to my parents,” Yukiko said. “I’ll see you in my room later, okay?”

“Yeah, sure,” Chie said. “I’ll see the rest of you guys later, okay? Bye.”

And with that, the two of them vanished into the Inn. Yosuke stared.

“Did that—were they always…?”

“Well, we did spend all that time getting Yukiko-senpai out of the metaphor,” Rise said, giggling. “I’m going to go find Naoto-kun and Kanji-kun, okay? Bye, senpai!”

She went down the path towards the shopping district, talking animatedly to the air. Yosuke fitted the shirt over his head, and winked at Souji.

“There,” Yosuke said. “All’s well that ends well, right?”

“You’re still not getting any,” Souji said.

“What? Well, damn.”

---

This wound up coming off more like the Greek gods' bitch fights with one another, but to be fair, Susano-O is something of a jerk.

♥

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Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7)
(Anonymous)
2009-07-27 05:11 am UTC (link)

“I bet your consort thinks I’m hot,” THIS LINE. NNNNNNNNH YOSUKE~~youtwat~~

Not OP, but I swear to God, I woke my parents and my neighbors up with my howling laughter. YOU ARE GOD IN MY EYES, but not in that way, otherwise Izanagi might get jealous that someone else was getting so much. :D And recaptcha's "silkiest schwamm" sounds like something Yukiko's about to get out of in her bedroom later on with Chie in this oh so delicious crack you have brought to life.

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	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 07:52 am UTC (link)
	...Take my soul. All of it. I'm laughing so hard I'm probably going to wheeze it out anyway. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 09:30 am UTC (link)
	WIN. Thank you very much for the laughs. ♥ (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 09:47 am UTC (link)
	hilarious, anon. You managed to make me cackle (quite a few times) and my brother stared at me. And he started grinning, too when he saw what this place is called. ... _{i don't think this's gonna be too good. Shit.} Awesome work, anon =D (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7)(OP) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 02:36 pm UTC (link)
	trying not to howl with laughter so her father won't ask. Oh, oh, oh Gods (literally) that was hilarious! incoherent. The siblings, Yamato Takeru, Izanagi... Anon wishes that they had put someone with Tsukiyomi in so that the three way sibling god interaction would have taken this to a whole new level of hilariousness! Danke, danke danke! gives you internets. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 10:42 pm UTC (link)
	... That is the best thing I have ever read in the history of ever. ILU Anon, seriously. If you end up inspiring people I know to RP this, it's totally your own awesomeness. <3 (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7) (Anonymous) 2009-07-28 03:13 am UTC (link)
	Oh my god...still laughing That was amazing! I'm so glad you filled this! (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (7/7) (Anonymous) 2009-07-28 03:56 am UTC (link)
	Pffffft this is so awesome. I wish there was a Tsukuyomi, too... Susano-O is a jerk. Or angry. Or both. He certainly was in Devil Summoner 1. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (1/?) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 01:56 am UTC (link)
	Hahaha, this is awesome so far! Too bad there isn't a Tsukuyomi - not only to complete the Izanagi Face-Washing Trio (as I call them), but also for Izanagi to go "You did WHAT to Uke Mochi??" (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (1/?) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 02:07 am UTC (link)
	"You did what to Uke Mochi?" "Killed her. It was gross, okay? She--she opened her mouth and all this weird stuff came out. And then when she faced the forest--" "Tsukuyomi, I am very, very disappointed in you. Go to your room." "I hate you, Father." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (1/?) (Anonymous) 2009-07-28 03:55 am UTC (link)
	YES YES EXACTLY. Damn, Tsukuyomi, you couldn't have averted your eyes? Really? reCaptcha: de cain. No, wrong religion, captcha. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (1/?) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 03:29 am UTC (link)
	Anon, this is great! Really looking forward to the rest of it. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Sea of the Unconscious (1/?) (Anonymous) 2009-07-27 12:39 pm UTC (link)
	Oh anon~ This is too funny. JUST TOO FUNNY. Loved the whole thing. Won't you please continue??? :) ♥♥♥ (Reply to this) (Parent)

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