impureimpulse:

ware-wa-nanji:

I love this question, lmfao. Funnily enough some of the most Yosuke things I’ve ever done were when I was actually dressed as him?? I’m serious, my luck stat plummets the second I borrow that costume from Pulse.

The worst (best?) instance of this was at Kin-toki Con a few years back, when Pulse and I were summer Kanji and Yosuke:

At the very end of the con, we were dying of hunger since there weren’t any easily-accessible restaurants nearby, so we were getting ready to go, and then I realized I couldn’t find our car key in my bag. I started freaking out, because I dug through my bag couldn’t find it, and Pulse was—understandably—getting pretty annoyed, because she was so hungry it was making her feel ill. (Eat at conventions, kids.) We were looking at potentially having to call Pulse’s parents to bring us the spare key from the house, which was 2.5 hours away. I felt awful, because I was starving too, and I felt like the biggest dumbass in the world for losing the key somehow. It was like Yosuke pity-party central, I was repeatedly bemoaning the fact that I was such an idiot. Right as we started to give up, I dumped my purse out on the floor, but was about 99% sure it was useless. 

The car key fell out of my bag and onto the floor. 

Apparently it had somehow gotten stuffed into a really small pocket on the inside of my bag, where I literally have never put it. Pulse stared at it, and I could practically feel her starting to get pretty mad. (Which, again, was totally understandable, this whole ordeal had lasted a good hour, and we’d wanted to leave a while ago.) But I was so relieved I practically felt like crying, so I flopped down onto my face on the floor, ass-up, with my butt basically in her face, and just said, in the best-worst Yosuke impression I could manage:

“You’re gay, right? Just take whatever you want.”

Lucky for me, she started laughing hysterically, and wasn’t mad after that.

I was so mad. Until that moment.

I love you two so much.