DizzyDimensy

Warning: There's swearing in this short insert Ah yogurt. You weren't really a fan of yogurt and only ate (insert favourite fruit) yogurt. But when you were in the mood for yogurt, damn is that yogurt good. "Ah..." You sighed as you took another spoonful. "Really that good huh?" Gladio looked up from his hardcover book, raising one eyebrow with an amused smirk. "Only when you don't wave it for a long time." You licked the spoon while you kicked your feet in the chair you were seated in. You all decided to stop by a cheap hotel when the sun set while on the road and decided you camped enough times and at least deserve a bed to sleep in.

 So a heads up that this is my first Persona (and first Persona 5) reader insert! This is nothing more than a little short story I though about writing. I'm currently still in the process of trying to beat Persona 5 so there may be future reader inserts to come, whether short or long (which I do want to do eventually but I want to take time to respect the lore and story of the game first). For now, it's just small ones like these. Hope you enjoy! Akira Kurusu (c) Atlus You (c) yourself You sighed to yourself as you looked around the corner of the staircase, eyeing a particular door to a classroom. You could feel your heart pounding, fe

Sealed with a kiss [Demon! America x reader] 3 _______________________________________________ Your life was indeed boring and you could easily notice anything different with it, even if it may be the smallest detail out of place. Even though there hasn't been anything exciting or just anything happen in general, these days just felt off for you. Dismissing yourself as just exhausted from the stress at work, you brushed off the little things that occurred around your house. The moon had long engraved its mark on the black canvas of the skies, where the darkness seeped its way through your curtains to swallow up your bedroom. Blinking a few

Sealed with a kiss [Demon! America x reader] 2 _______________________________________________ Everything was fuzzy, including your eyesight and sense of hearing. Everything felt warm though, so you weren't complaining about that. Fluttering your eyes, you sat up slowly, then glanced around your surroundings. As if you were shrouded in a void of darkness, the faint outlines of buildings and alleyways were only barely visible. Breathing slowly, you allowed the air to fill up your lungs, allowing a calming effect to alleviate your body. Tilting your head up, the weak glow of the moon was concerning. Unable to serve the purpose to guide you in

Dirty Dares (Todoroki Shouto x Reader) A pair of pink arms slammed down on your desk, scaring the living daylights out of you just as you sat down. “(Y/n)-chan!” Placing a hand over your racing heart, you frowned at your best friend. “Mina-chan! Please don’t do that next time, you scared me!” Mina ignored you. “(Y/n)-chan! Let’s play truth or dare!” Without waiting for your response, she dragged you out from your seat towards a small group gathered around in front of the classroom. Jirou was the first to spot you. “Oh, (Y/n)-chan, good morning!” Beside her, Kaminari waved enthusia

You sat in the small chair in front of your vanity, deflated and miserable. Two weeks. Two whole weeks since you’d last seen him, and you were worried sick. During his last visit to your room, he’d told you the Okumura incident wasn’t his fault. You trusted him, so you believed him. You’d even seen the broadcast yourself; it was nightmare fuel. He had no reason to do such a thing, it went against everything the Phantom Thieves stood for. Then why hadn’t he shown his masked face lately? Right, you thought with a frown, he was forced to lie low. You knew this, yet some selfish part of you still wanted to see him.

You didn’t want much for your birthday. He was enough. Your boyfriend was at times an elusive young man. But today, he cast away his shyness, or slyness, or whatever his charm was made of. The dark-haired young man was certainly someone who made you feel loved whenever you needed it. Upon learning that you’d be home alone on your birthday, he apparently had hustled over. You heard a soft, polite knock on the door and peered over towards it. You had a feeling of who it would be--as you could tell just from the knock. Humming, you hopped off of the stool you had been sitting on, and bustled over to the door of your apartment. You so

Kageyama Tobio was an oni with a club to match, but there was never a fitting discomfort you could wrap your cold fingers around — to you, he wasn't as terrifying as some might describe him, instead you opted to use the term 'cute' or better yet; 'protective'. In all your time experienced with him, you never once felt an injection of uneasiness coil around within you, and you were always shrouded with safety. He was the embodiment of that very word for you. "Listen here, you piece of crap—!" an angry Kageyama argued with the tiny bundle of orange-haired madness; another day, another quarrel. Kageyama's brows were creased togethe