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vailimia · 2 years

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I think it's time for another really long post that nobody's going to read.

This time, I'll collect all the information I've revealed about my OCs in one place, and list what information has since been retconned.

As always, click keep reading to keep reading.

I'll start with all the information I've revealed on Tumblr, most of which was revealed in my previous rambling posts.

First, Numeri isn't from Japan, and is instead from a different world, but one of her parents is from Japan.

In the post where I said this, I called that parent Numeri's father, but in more recent times I've realized that that word may not be the best word to describe her, and just calling her one of Numeri's moms would be less prone to misinterpretation, since this character is a woman.

Of course, "girldad" would be the most accurate term to use (in my opinion), but Numeri hasn't played Deltarune, and thus has never heard that term before.

In the same post, I also said that Fuyu was called Winter, however I already retconned that in a different post because I had decided that the story (if you can even call it that) taking place in Japan would make more sense, so none of the characters would have problems remembering or pronouncing Japanese names.

Fuyu being somewhat related to Numeri isn't entirely true, as they don't share a parent, but they do share a half-sister.

That half-sister not knowing she's related to Numeri stopped making sense to me after I thought about how Numeri came to Japan in the first place, so that's been retconned.

The other information about Fuyu in that post is still accurate, he does watch anime, he does really like sweet foods, he does have a very low body temperature (that hasn't caused medical problems for some reason), and he does hide the fact that he's a boy.

I also mentioned Trace in that post, but the only information I revealed about him was that he's a gardevoir, and that obviously hasn't changed.

The next post is a lot shorter and was meant to be more of a meme than a post talking about my OCs, but it did say that at a human school, there's a class made entirely of non-humans that think they're the only non-humans.

That has since been retconned, because it honestly doesn't make any sense, there are still non-humans at the school, just not all in the same class.

Also, the fact that I probably wouldn't make anything out of them has technically been retconned by the fact that I've posted stuff on Pixiv.

The next relevant post was specifically about backstories, and all the information in that post is still accurate.

Some of my characters do have abnormal backstories, like "runaway princess of hell", "boy who used forbidden magic to turn himself into a girl", or "descendant of someone cursed by Hera".

Other characters have relatively normal backstories with weird aspects like "genetically engineered monstergirls", "a man trying to have sex with every type of youkai", or "appearing from nothing".

Iris and Malaise's backstories are still the same as in that post, both of them are attending a Japanese high school for different reasons, Malaise is still a reaper trying to find a yandere, it still was almost 3am when I finished that post.

In the next relevant post, I said that I had revealed part of Natsu and Annabelle's backstories on Pixiv, that none of the characters I had revealed on Pixiv at the time are biologically male, that I don't have a name for the boy who turned himself into a girl yet, and that I play as the character who appeared from nothing in Spiral Knights.

None of that information has been retconned.

Next bit of information is something Trace revealed about himself, that being the fact that he used to have relations with a specific group of people who have an emblem that he put on his shield in his singleplayer Minecraft world, but that group disbanded a long time ago, he didn't provide any more details than that.

I think that's all the information I've revealed on Tumblr, so now the one piece of information I've revealed on newTumbl.

That information is just that Rose has a sister named Elion, who has a disguise.

What that disguise is has not been revealed.

Next, information I've revealed on Pixiv.

In the description of "Possibilities of a Shapeshifter", I revealed that Haru and Natsu are half-sisters, Natsu was raised by a snow woman (that's why she doesn't know how to shapeshift), and Fuyu and Aki exist.

In the description of "Perfectly Normal Jousting Match", I revealed that a club must have at least four members to be officially recognized, and Rose is the leader of the club that my Pixiv works focus on, since she was the one who got the initial three members (herself, Whitney, and Numeri) together in the first place.

In the description of "A Special Kind of Dullahan", I revealed that Annabelle doesn't have internal organs, and there are boys attending the school.

In my first tutorial, I revealed Whitney Rubia's last name.

In "Haru Being Weird", I revealed that Haru's gotten used to the weird feeling of body parts being in places they don't belong, and sometimes won't consider certain shapes to be a possibility until something (or someone) gives her the idea.

I also revealed a few lewd things there, but this isn't the place to say them.

In "Annabelle's Secret", I revealed that someone had changed Annabelle's body in the past, and that Rose had tried using transformative magic to achieve something similar but was unsuccessful.

The only non-lewd thing I revealed in the description of "Anywhere Penetration" is that Numeri isn't hurt if she loses her limbs, and she can grow them back without much effort, although that doesn't happen in the post.

Finally, I've also revealed what Whitney, Rose, Numeri, Haru, Natsu, and Annabelle look like in my Pixiv works.

I think that's everything I've revealed so far, I just wanted to put all of it in one place in case people want to know.

Maybe someday I'll show what my OCs look like on Tumblr, right now only a few images I have of them are allowed to be posted here.

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radiant-reid · 2 years

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Teaching and Learning

Summary: After some true bragging happens about Spencer at the hands of his daughter, her teacher is determined to find out how amazing he really is.

single dad spence goes to “bring your dad to school day” and his kid is like hyping him up to everyone, even the teacher, and he and the teacher get to flirting and kinda hit it off??? ps. clumsy was SO GOOD @whereintheworldisspencerreid

a/n: GirlDad!Spencer !! also, no maeve arc because this is happy spence

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Fluff)

Content Warning: nothing ?

Word Count: 2.1k

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Like clockwork, Spencer was tucking in his six-year-old daughter into bed at 7:45, making sure there were no monsters before reciting a few chapters of Anne of Green Gables to her.

"Daddy, do you remember what tomorrow is?" Maisie asked, brown curls spilling out against the pillow in a way he knew would mean he had to brush out knots in the morning.

Everyone saw how much they looked alike, with the same big brown eyes that made him love his own. Maisie looked at things with the same wonder that Spencer had since he was a child, intrigued by the world. Unlike his eyes, hers hadn't known anything but innocence, and he would do everything he could to make sure they remained that way.

Spencer absolutely knew the answer to Maisie's question. If not for his flawless memory for written words and near-perfect recall of spoken words, then because he could recall everything his little girl has ever said.

Still, he thought on it for a moment, drawing out the suspense. "Hmm? Is it your birthday?" He guessed.

She pulled her head off the pillow, shaking her head. "You're silly." She giggled. It had always been the purest sound he'd ever heard, aural gold.

"Is it... the day I get to come into school with you?" Spencer asked, pretending he was guessing and that the date hadn't been circled in his calendar for weeks.

Eagerly, she nodded. "Uh-huh."

"And are you excited?" Spencer questioned. From the look on her face, he already had an answer that filled him with joy.

"Very." She replied, laying back against the bed. "You can meet Ms. L/n, who's my teacher."

He nodded, enthusiastic about meeting anyone who Maisie talked about as much as she did her new teacher. It seemed like the woman could do no wrong in the child's eyes who idolized her, and he was curious about whether or not she lived up to the praise.

"Okay, but you've got to get lots of sleep tonight, so you have enough energy." Spencer reminded her.

Maisie softly nodded, shuffling around in her bed to get comfortable. "Love you, daddy." She mumbled, eyes closing.

He leaned down to kiss her forehead, stroking her hair gently. "I love you, too, princess."

The very next morning, Spencer made sure he looked nice. He'd always felt inadequate about being a father, even though he knew families looked different. There was something about being a single father to a six-year-old at 30 that made him feel the need to prove he was a good father to other parents.

As well as getting judged by the parents, Spencer was worried about Maisie. She said things were going well at school, that she had friends and people to play with during recess, but he couldn't help thinking she lied to keep him less stressed. It was a sweet lie she was alright with telling if she could see he was anxious. He had no idea kids could make such good profilers.

"Got your water bottle, Mais?" Spencer asked her while she put her homework book into the sunshine-colored backpack Aunt Penelope had gotten her.

"Yup, and I got two snacks, so you can have one," Maisie informed him with a smile.

All morning she'd been talking about the fact they got pizza for lunch on the special day. There was nothing he loved more than seeing her excitement, how her eyes got wider as she spoke a million words a minute.

"Thank you." He replied, gathering up the rest of his things and putting them in his satchel. "Okay, get your shoes, and then we'll go."

She did just that, going off to find the black converse that matched her father's, those little mismatched socks treading across the floor. Spencer sat her on the couch, doing the laces for her not because she couldn't do them himself but because he liked doing it for her.

After they left the apartment, they were off to the elementary school. Of course, there was a stop for coffee before Maisie did some more singing in the car. Punctual as usual, they arrived right on time.

Instead of walking Maisie in and leaving her there, Spencer stayed with her in the first-grade classroom. The classroom was bright, with colorful decorations and art all over the walls. Lots of books which he liked to see, but also art supplies. He was shocked in the best way by how many friends she had. It was everything he wished he had as a kid, and if Maisie didn't have a mom, did it really matter when she was so happy?

Out of place, he stood there awkwardly while she ran around and talked to her friends. She brought them over to him, introducing them all.

"Is this your dad?" One of her friends asked before she could properly introduce them.

Proudly, Maisie nodded. "Are you the really, really smart one?" Another friend asked, tipping her head to the side like she was trying to figure out how he looked so human-like.

A quick glance at Maisie told Spencer all he needed to know. The truth was that she had most definitely been bragging about him to anyone that would listen.

"I guess." Spencer ambiguously answered, like an unsub, but instead, he was dodging questions from kids- some of which couldn't write complete sentences.

"Maisie says you know everything." A little girl claimed suspiciously. Spencer thought it fascinating such undeveloped brains were already able to question information and think critically for themselves. "Can you count by 2s?"

Ah, he should have seen that one coming. Of course, they wanted to quiz him. That was the point of 'bring your parent to school' days. "Yes," Spencer confirmed. "2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12, 14, 16, 18, 20."

They all looked incredibly impressed with his recitation. "See, I told you." Maisie beamed, happy to have proved her point. She reached out to hold his hand. "He knows all of Math. I actually think he invented it."

Her admission made him fight off a giggle. "Wanna show me the fun ways you do math?" Spencer suggested, getting ahead of the bombardment of questions he could feel coming on.

After she showed him around, Spencer got the displeasure of socializing with other adults. His awkward conversations were fraught with narratives from other parents about rumors Maisie had told- the worst thing was, most of her bragging was correct, and he was left trying to convince them he wasn't responsible for the grandiose sense of self-

Then came Ms. L/n, who was much younger than he expected. That wasn't the first thing he noticed, though. The way every childs' eyes lit up told him everything he needed to know. If brutally honest kids adored her, he trusted himself to as well.

It was almost the end of the day, and Spencer thought he got away with not talking to any other adults when Maisie pulled him over to introduce him to her favorite -and-only- teacher.

"Ms. L/n, this is my dad." She introduced the two adults who shook hands.

She wasn't at all what Spencer expected. Pretty, which wasn't a reason to like someone, but it was a fact. What he liked more was what he'd seen all day, how invested she was in each kid. She saw them as individuals, tiny humans with their own personalities instead of minds she could control.

"Spencer." Ms. L/n apparently already knew his name, but hearing it in her sweet tone made him smile. It was a tone he figured she kept just with the kids, but now he was discovering it wasn't. "I'm Y/n." She gave him her first name.

"It's nice to meet you," Spencer replied, glancing down at Maisie, who was grinning up at him while holding his hand. He knew that mischievous smile meant she was up to something, but he couldn't figure out what.

She smiled lightly at that. "You too. You're all Maisie talks about."

"Really?" He asked, more to his daughter.

Maisie's nods were vigorous. "Do you think he's handsome, Ms. L/n? That's what Aunt Penelope says."

If he had been drinking, Spencer would have spat out whatever was in his mouth, completely shocked about her directness. He was definitely going to get Penelope back for that. Y/n, on the other hand, didn't seem to be phased by the question, probably used to it. He expected her to agree with the kid without much thought, but she didn't.

Instead, she looked at Maisie before looking back up at Spencer, meeting his eyes. "Yeah, definitely." She confessed with a different type of smile on her face and heat in her cheeks.

"I'm going to play." Maisie declared, dropping Spencer's hand and leaving them in an awkward situation.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where she got her bluntness from." Spencer was quick to apologize, although he knew Maisie liked getting to the point like he did.

Y/n shook her head. "I don't mind it." He still didn't look like he believed her. "Honestly, I'm so used to it. Do you want to sit?" She was not about to miss the opportunity to get to know Maisie's dad who was far more attractive than she anticipated. Why she thought he wouldn't be gorgeous was a mystery to her.

"Yeah, I'd love to." Spencer agreed, trying to convince himself he was doing it because he wanted to get to know who Maisie spent her time with, not because he personally thought she was amazing.

Somehow, the switch from standing to sitting was awkward. Having a kid, Spencer had discovered, was like having a dog in that it was the ultimate conversation filler.

As he watched the little girl play with her friends, Y/n spoke. "I'm sure you know this, but she's amazing."

"I've got lots of support." Spencer humbly explained.

"I've heard that, too." She agreed. "But you're her hero, you know? She tells all her friends how awesome you are. Last week she couldn't stop talking about how you won some baseball game. After she told me about how smart you are, I didn't know you could be an athlete as well, Doctor."

There was something in her voice that sounded flirty, and Spencer wasn't sure if it was just her personality or if she genuinely was flirting with him.

"I'm n-not an athlete. Not at all." Spencer confessed. "Actually, I was terrible at t-ball when I was a kid."

She giggled, finding the way he talked, just like Maisie did, amusing when it came from an adult. "You hit a home run if I've not been fed false information."

Spencer wasn't sure what he'd done to deserve someone that bragged about him so much, both positively and negatively. "I did." He answered, ducking his head slightly while he blushed bright red.

"See, athlete!" She claimed, making them both laugh.

When it died down, Spencer had a much more important question. "She's okay, though? Like she has friends?"

Y/n couldn't nod fast enough. "So many, just look at her." She directed his attention away from her and back to the girl getting chased around the playground. He was quickly learning that Y/n was the type of person it was hard to look away from. "She's a joy to have in class, too, and I'm not meant to have favorites... but she definitely is."

"Thank you," Spencer said, meaning it deeply. "I worry that I'm not-"

"Don't." Y/n shook her head. "You're definitely more than enough."

He wasn't sure what else to do but smile, thankful that someone so kind was teaching Maisie. Not only was she kind to his kid, but she was also kind to him.

"I was going to say I worry that I'm not impressive enough, but I've been proven wrong." He joked, immediately earning a laugh from her.

"And you're funny, too." She added complementarity. "Maisie wasn't kidding when she said you're the perfect boyfriend."

Again, he was in complete shock. Penelope was, without a doubt, responsible. His face displayed surprise, but his brain thought of something else. Instead of apologizing like he usually would, he went for a different strategy. "To you or just in general? Because I'd prefer the former, but I'll take the latter."

"Maybe I'll tell you at your next baseball game or over coffee sometime. Maisie says you drink lots of it," Y/n suggested, flashing him a wink that made her intentions clear.

To his surprise, Spencer was equally as excited when he left the school as he was when he arrived. Maisie was slightly suspicious, even more so when Y/n showed up a few months later with a book she recognized from her father's desk

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