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hunn1e-bunn1e · 2 months
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Hello Hello~
I noticed that you had a masterlist for AfterL!fe and I wanted to ask for Day with a calm and supportive boyfriend who Day always goes to when he needs to recharge after overexerting himself with all that exercise he does. Please and thank you!
Day - With a Calm & Supportive Boyfriend
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🍁Maple anon, you have no idea how happy I am that there's another person who remembers this game! The tears of joy that I cried could make a second Lake Ontario. Anywho, it's been a good minute since I thought about this game, but I did my research so I should be able to write Baby Day properly for you! This post is written in the third person~! The lyrics quoted in this one are from the song “Mona Lisa” by Dominic Fike. —Benny🐰
                                                                                                   
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❝𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖗𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉– 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖔 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖊~❞
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🍫  Sweet Baby Day(‘s) would mesh well with someone calm and supportive! Spontaneous and energetic people like him need a partner who works as their anchor to truly live their lives well. So, like Nine, Day considers his boyfriend to be very close and important to him but in a more romantic way. The cute mint-headed man is a bit slow on the uptake so it might take him a bit to realize he has romantic feelings for someone. However, since his boyfriend is calm and supportive, he's likely also patient and can wait until Day realizes his feelings, which the puppy boy greatly appreciates.
🍫  Because Day's energy is practically endless his boyfriend will have to be used to running around and participating in high-energy activities with him. If the sweet boy notices that his love is getting tired though, he'll insist that they both take a break and do something more calm. He's perfectly fine doing fewer physical activities even if he prefers to move his body, so things like cuddling, playing video/board games, or just listening to his boyfriend read aloud are acceptable for Day.
🍫  After a long day of playi– er… I mean working, receiving a nice bath and massage from his boyfriend is like a blessing for Day. Hell, even just getting a glass of water or sweet lemonade will do him just fine, since his heart squeezes -in the most pleasant way- whenever he's gifted something by his sweetheart. Doing nightly stretches after eating together is one of his favorite things to do before bed; not only does it limber up his joints and loosen his muscles from their tense state after a day of dealing with vengeful spirits, but Day also gets to spend time with his love.
🍫  On the supportive side of things, Day is also incredibly thankful to his beau. His lover lets him freely express himself and lets loose his energy during missions, so long as the mint-haired man knows when to hold himself back. Making sure to rein Day in whenever pushes his body a bit too hard in the heat of the moment and treating all of the injuries that he may have suffered. Also letting him call you whatever cute or funny nicknames he comes up with off the top of his head and cheering him on during and after his practice drills and exercises.
🍫  Most times, it would be Day, his boyfriend, and Nine in a group of three, with the occasional tag-along from Kerry, Aitachi, or Sian. The likelihood of the couple spending a lot of time alone is pretty low just due to the puppy-like man's extroverted personality. Day simply loves people and he loves his friends and boyfriend; why hang out with just one when you can hang out with a whole group of people who you cherish? However, the others can read the room quite well and will readily give the pair some alone time to have a cute date every once in a while.
🍫  Speaking of the other members of Noctu; over the time that they've all spent together, they've grown incredibly protective of one another, so you best believe that Day's boyfriend got a full interrogation from each member. They don't play around, okay? They won't tolerate anyone hurting their precious sunshine dog boy. They'll smack a bitch.
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❝𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖗𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊– 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖔 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖊~❞
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xxxninjaxxx23 · 2 months
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A journey towards redemption
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Jill’s unsuccessful moment in becoming the new final girl has resulted in her death. Now offered a second chance, she must face her demons and earn her freedom at a chance of a new life.
Born again (October 11th 2011 12:30 AM)
Dewey rubbed the bump on his head as he went to go check on Gale “She was standing right behind me.”
“They always are” was the last thing Jill heard before being shot clean in the chest.
‘No, No! Not like this….how did she even hear me? Th-this can’t be how it ends? I was so close!’
Jill felt her eyes getting heavy and her breathing slowly weakened as she collapsed into complete darkness. 
Sidney checked Jill’s pulse, making sure she was dead “Well I guess that’s it then. What do you want to do with her Sid?” Dewey said.
(Jill’s pov) I felt some cold droplets land on my face, waking me up from my sleep. “Huh? Ok that’s weird…I got shot in the chest ‘probably where my heart is’ and I’m still alive all of a sudden?” Then I remembered. “Oh That’s right! Ghostface armor. Sidney didn’t shoot me in the head. Pretty stupid on her part, I thought she learned her lesson after the last five she fought. Can’t believe she made it this far.
“Oh whatever all I can say is, she better sleep with one eye open once I get out of this hospital. I’m gonna kill her then finish off Gale and her stupid husband.” I notice that the hospital is very dark and quiet. Hmph! Seems like they left me here but damn could they at least keep the lights on! I can’t even see two feet in front of me!
Shit. I need to hurry and get out of here. Dewey and Judy must have left to go get backup, why both left instead of one staying here is just beyond me. “Everyone is pretty much a moron in this town….where the hell is the light switch?!”
I groped the wall, feeling around for the switch until I hit a spot on the wall that lit up the room a bit. “Finally! Ok time to move Jill.” As my eyes adjusted to the light, I almost passed out again when I found out I wasn’t in the hospital
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“What……the……FUCK?! What is this? I seriously have no other words for- ok I need to find the exit.” I walk around trying to find something that resembles a door and as I did, the floor started to make noise when you walk into a puddle.
I hate to do this but “Hello? Dewey…..Gale? Anybody?!” I said, looking around.
Still looking for the door, I call out a few more times but still no answers. I’m starting to get really freaked out here “Ok guys stop it! Enough with the silent treatment, just arrest me and be done with it. Sick fuckers, just show yourself! Do you hear me!!!! Look I surrender ok! There I said it...I SURRENDER!!!” I held out my hands, hoping someone would show up and put handcuffs on me.
(????? Later)
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(Plays along with the dialogue)
I don’t even know how much time has passed but i think I’m stuck here for a while, can’t find a door and it’s this same picture everywhere I walk. There’s nothing here, nothing!
Feeling defeated, I sat down and hugged my knees, burying my face in them. I close my eyes but every time I did, I’m reminding of the things I’ve done.
‘I started to feel sick for putting on the mask and killing my friends, my mother just to replicate a stupid movie my spoiled bitch cousin somehow got famous for and….Charlie. The one who answered my request, carrying me to the finish line only for me to backstab him just to take all the credit.
I guess I know what it feels like to be truly alone now. Instead of just taking a step back and ignoring Sidney, enjoying the last year of my high school along with slapping some sense into Trevor, I end up shot and left for dead in this dark desolate place.
Even though Sidney and her friends survived, I doubt they want anything to do with me…then again it’s the same group that left me here to die. I deserve it though, I don’t need forgiveness from them or for anyone I hurt.
I look around for a bit “Come to think of it, where is Charlie? Is this hell or am I somewhere worse than that?” I felt my stomach rumble, great! Ever since I been planning that movie with Charlie, I haven’t had time to eat or drink anything.
“Well since there’s no food here, I guess I’ll just starve to death and end up back here again. Another thing to add to my everlasting punishment”
I shook my head and tried to find something “edible” or even close to that. As I touched the wall, my hand broke through “feels like water again, and not just the floor this time.”
I heard whispers behind me in the distance, causing me to whip my head around “Sidney? That you?”
The voice whispered again a bit louder, aside from all the mumbling I only made out a few words “Murderer” “Liar” “spoiled” “cruel” “waste of space” I rolled my eyes
“Hey I get it. Shut the fuck up already!” Then the voice turned into a high pitched screech which was enough for me to cover my ears and sprint out of there. As I was running, I felt a pair of hands shove me to the ground.
I picked myself
up to find my mother standing over me with the bloody knife and an evil grin
“Welcome home sweetie.” She said before being stabbed then gutted from behind by….Charlie! I stepped back a bit
“MOM!” Charlie turned in my direction and charged at me with the knife raised, luckily I found a gun on the floor at the last minute and shot him.
The gun disappears from my hand and so does Charlie. Unfortunately the voices didn’t and continued to whisper in my ears. ‘Sigh’ “Just shut up already! Jesus!” Then I felt a hand on my shoulder but I quickly shoved it away
“Whoa! Hey, take it easy cousin, it’s me.”
“S-Sidney?” I said not turning around.
Then I heard a scoff “Oh real mature! Do I sound like I have a feminine voice? Well except for my employers, such assholes they are.”
I rolled my eyes “Ok fine, you don’t have a girls voice but if you’re not Sidney then who are you?”
The person turned me around 
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“Hello Jill”
(3rd pov)
Jill took a glance at the man who removed the ghostface mask “Um I’m going to ask again…who the hell are you? Another shitty ghostface killer?
Roman glared at his cousin in offense “First of all I am NOT shitty! Second, yes I was one of the Ghostface killers and a damn good one too. Unlike you kids who needed a partner to fall back on, I did all my work solo.
Also you got some nerve to be disrespecting me when all you did was sit on the sideline letting your boyfriend do all the work, then killing him as payment. What a disgrace to the mask.
“Dumbass! There’s always two killers, one makes the calls while the other sneaks in and goes for the kill. Thats how it’s always been with Ghostface.
Roman laughed, shaking his head “No sweetheart. Both killers shared the work 50/50. You didn’t even help Charlie most of the time. He carried you the whole way and you still lost.”
Jill rolled her eyes “Ok so what? At least I was smart enough to manipulate someone into doing my own bidding and disposing of him when I didn’t need him anymore. How dirty did you have to get your hands before you bit the dust?”
She then continued “I got my moment In the spotlight and would have gotten away with it because I’m hot and charismatic.”
Roman tossed the mask on the ground “I’m both of those things too and even so, did you really think you could successfully replicate Billy and Stu’s work while covering it up as the final girl/my sister? Your plan would have failed regardless from all the things your prints were on.”
Jill was stunned “sister?!” She studied him again and noticed his features looked a lot like Sidney’s. ‘If he’s Sidney’s brother that that means
“You-your Roman bridger.”
“The one and only” he said.
Jill nodded “Ok “Roman” since you’re the only one here. Do you mind telling me where I am and if I could get of out of here?”
Roman clicked his tongue “Sorry cousin…you see, you’re actually dead. Sidney shot you In the heart and your stuck down here in this void forever. Well-“
Jill freaked out, grabbing Roman by his shoulders and shook him “What?! No?! No this isn’t happening, this is not happening!” She started to sweat a lot and her breathing was becoming rapid. “You got to help me. Please help me!”
“JILL! Calm down and let me finish! Take a deep breath and have some dignity”
Jill managed to calm herself and took a few deep breaths before sitting criss crossed, eager of what Roman had to say.
(Roman’s pov) Alright, now that my psychotic child minded cousin has calmed down, time for me to do my job. “Here. Let me feel your forehead.”
Jill moved back as I extended my hand to her “Why? I don’t have a fever-“
“Just do it” I said.
“Alright alright….weirdo” Jill said but I ignored her comment and absorbed her thoughts with a touch of her forehead.
Jill kept here eyes closed but winced a little when she heard a whoosh 💨 Keeping my hand on Jill’s forehead, I see her deep thoughts and what really drove her to become Ghostface. “Mhm, just as I thought.”
“What?” Jill said, opening her eyes.
“Your thoughts, your regrets, Ghostface, I can read all of it. Actually I can SEE all of It.”
Jill stood up “I’m not sure if I believe that or weirded out by what you said. Actually I’ll go with both.”
Roman chuckled “The point is, I know how you REALLY feel. You never wanted to be Ghostface or enjoy your little “fame” that came with it.”
Jill opened her mouth but Roman shook his head “Jill….you hate yourself, you hate yourself for what you’ve done. You hate that my sister’s favoritism pushed you off to the side from your friends and mother.”
Roman tilted Jill’s chin up towards him “You hate that it’s eating you up inside and all you could do was let it.”
“Roman….I didn’t feel that way in the beginning. Why are you just telling me this now? What gave you this idea now?”
“You started to feel regret when your failed movie idea cost you everything. Your friends, Kate Roberts…..Trevor” Roman smirked at the last name.
Jill didn’t respond, instead she turned away.
“You can’t lie to yourself Jill. You miss them a lot and as for Trevor, seems like you still have feelings for him.”
Jill still didn’t respond.
“Jill….talk to me, we’re cousins and I want to help you with the little time I have left”
(Jill’s pov) 
Hearing that, had me turn around. I took a deep breath “it’s true….everything you said is true, especially with Trevor.” I swallowed a lump “But it’s so weird because he cheated on me yet these feeling for Trevor never went away.”
I shook my head “I guess that fucker still left an imprint on me.”
I felt a few tears coming on “Kirby and Olivia were there for me when that happened and my mom took us to go see that movie I was begging her to watch.
Even before Trevor, they’ve all done so much for me even if I didn’t give them anything in return.”
Roman reached his hand out “Jill.”
I pushed his hand aside “No Roman, don’t!
Then the floodgates opened “I get it. I should have never been Ghostface, I had no real reason to. God I had it all! I had friends, a loving mother who even though kept taking about Sidney, she made sure I never miss a meal…she kept me in a warm home too.”
Then came the voice cracks “The moment I put on the mask, I have destroyed, ruined, and killed everything I had and loved…..I have nothing now.”
(3rd pov)
Roman looked down at his cousin who now had her face buried into her hands, sobbing. He looked up for a moment
“What if I told you there was a way you could redeem yourself?”
Jill looked up “What? What do you mean?” She asked, rubbing her eyes.
Roman smiled “What I can offer you my dear cousin is a do-over. It will reverse everything that’s happened on the month of the murders. You will start from when you woke up in your bed, waiting for your friend to take you to school.”
Jill looked confused “Going back in time? Is that even possible?”
“Down here…..anything is possible Jill.”
Jill wiped the last of her tears away “Ok. If it’s possible….then I’ll do it, thank you. I won’t be Ghostface ever again and I’ll do whatever it takes to stop Charle, you can count on it.”
Roman fixed his robe up a bit “I hope you can. This is very dangerous and a huge risk. If Charlie kills you or you fail to stop the murder spree, you will die and this time wake up in a place 10x worse than hell and here.”
Jill felt her blood run cold but kept a calm posture
“Ok….i understand. I have to earn my redemption.”
(Roman’s pov)
I moved back a bit and snapped my fingers, which made a big mirror appear in front of us.
“Yes. This looks like an ordinary mirror but it’s actually a portal. In order for this to work, you need to find all the lost souls in this realm and send them back through this mirror, they’ll be able to go through it.”
“Wait what? Lost souls, Roman what are you-?”
“I’m talking about the victims you and your partner murdered. Because of your desperate need for unnecessary fame, their souls ended up here.”
Jill was taken back “B-but I thought they went to heaven!”
I pinched my forehead a bit “Unfortunately it doesn’t work that way Jill, it wasn’t even their time to go. You both ended up cutting their lives so short that they ended up here.”
(Jill’s pov)
I felt a pain in my stomach when I heard that. Damn, I didn’t know my victims got sent here. But I wasn’t really thinking about the consequences was I?
“Ok so the victims are all here and it’s my job to lead them back here?”
Roman nodded “Once you find all the lost souls, you can go through this portal yourself and the do-over will begin. You will be resurrecting the people you killed in the past as well, probably should have made that more clear but don’t forget that also includes…..ugh, Charlie.”
I nod “No one except you will remember everything that’s happened but you must do your best to keep them safe.” Roman said.
“Ok, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep my friends and mother safe.”
Roman reached into his pocket the robe had and pulled out a flashlight. “It’s going to be dark out there, this will help you see what you couldn’t see before with your own eyes.”
I thanked Roman and took the flashlight. I turned it on to find a huge dark hallway that seemed endless in the distance. I was about to be on my way until I heard Roman’s voice call out
“Wait! I do have one more thing to tell you. Tread carefully on your path because
You are not alone down here.
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To be continued
Music goes to Emil “Ace” Macko.
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gumai-kaipie · 3 years
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hi! can I request 75: "You're overworking yourself... Please take a break." from the 101 ways to say I love you prompt list for June and a manager!reader (like, they’re not the character Miss Manager, but they take her place)? I hope this is okay and makes sense!
Ah to sit and watch the sunset with June (ꈍ .̮ ꈍ)~~~
Orange Hues
{June x GN! reader}
[tw: None just some cute fluff]
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You sat at your desk, the orange glow leaking through the windows reminding you just how long you have been sorting through these papers. Sei was out on important business, meaning you had to cover for him. It wasn’t a problem, at least, not at first. As time went on, things became much more troublesome. Kati and Cyrille came into your study not too long ago to ask your opinion on which one of them is better, and just earlier, Day and Atachi managed to break a vase while playing some game in the hall.
You sighed and stared down at your papers. ‘Sei had to do this all the time? AND he never complained?’ you thought. This gave you a new appreciation for the housemaster, and, in some way, it gave you the motivation to carry on with the paperwork as well. This boost of energy, however, did not last very long, as you found yourself staring idly and the stack of papers.
And then, a knock on the door. You had ignored it, hoping whoever was behind the door would leave you to your work. The knocking once again started. You guess whoever was at the door, was not getting the message. You sighed and started to work on the sheet of paper in front of you.
“Come in…” you beckoned. The door opened to reveal an energetic ginger with a smile on his face. This smile always found a way to brighten your day, but this time the smile you gave reeked of insincerity.
“Manager! So this is where you’ve been hiding! It’s lovely to see you this evening! Especially since I haven't seen you all day!” June spoke in a cheerful manner, as he always did. He approached the desk you were seated at. You looked up at the man and rubbed your eyes.
“Ah… Yes. I’ve been a little caught up…” June’s eyes scanned your desk and his eyes fell on the two stacks of paper that were on either side of you. They were about the same size, one being a little taller than the other. June then glimpsed at the paper you were currently writing on and saw how you placed it on the slightly taller stack.
“You’ve been working hard I see! Is this from the week? You’re making excellent progress!”
“Well yes and no. This is all from today. I couldn’t do it the last couple days because of our missions, then the catastrophe with Day and Atachi, then the fight with Kati and Cyrille, don’t even mention the kitchen fiasco. I don’t know how Sei does all of this.” Your eyes shifted towards the window, you noted the sun was setting. When’s the last time you watched a sunset? Let alone take a break. Your eyes were captivated by the shifting orange and red hues outside your window.
“Would you like to watch it with me?” June’s voice broke you out of your trance and your head swung towards him.
“W-what?” You were lucky that the warm tones were illuminating your face. The reddish hues to your cheeks wouldn’t be easily noticed. Was June really asking you this? Right Now? You would love nothing more than to go out and watch the sunset with June. Even for a fleeting minute, It would feel like heaven.
“I asked around, and no one has seen you come out of your office...and you’ve already completed all of this work,” Junes' eyes hinted towards the stack of papers on your desk, “You’re overworking yourself...Please take a break...with me?” The smile on June’s face was innocent, kind, ethereal even. Your heartbeat quickened, you were sure June could notice the blush on your cheeks now. It was probably as fiery as his hair.
“I...I would love too, but...I-” You were quickly cut off by June’s sudden movements. Your feet were suddenly off the ground, strong arms around your frame. You looked up at June who was now carrying you bridal style.
“Sorry Manager, but I wasn’t going to take no for an answer” He said in between chuckles. He quickly ran out of your office, you only could hope no one saw you two running down the halls and out one of the back doors. He sat you down gently, unlike how he just swung you through the hall in his arms. Though, of course, you weren’t complaining. The two of you sat down on the soft grass. Your heartbeat still heightened from the closeness of June, and the whole situation you too just went through, or should I say ran through. You stared at the ground, a meek attempt to hide your burning face.
“Manager...I will always believe you are doing well, in everything you do... I hope you know that, I will always be here for you. My arms will always be here to help you if the load gets too heavy to carry by yourself! I hope to always be by your side...If you’ll let me of course.” June let out a nervous chuckle looking down at your hands and interlocking them. You smiled at him, how could he go from a hyperactive golden retriever to a nervous sweetheart?
“I think I would like that…” and with this you turned your gaze towards the setting sun. June’s gaze, however, still lingered on you. Mesmerized by the way the light framed your features. No matter how hard he tried he could tear his gaze away from the sight.
After all, why watch a sunset when you have something ten times more magnificent in front of you? That’s what June thinks anyway.
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lost-lila · 4 years
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hi! afterl!fe closed and now im sad 😭 so is it possible to give us a short story or something for some closure that the game never gave us? i only saw one other account post a proper goodbye story and it doesnt help that i feel so empty.
Hey! Sorry that I took so long, I was procrastinating really badly. I hope you will like it anyway!
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How cruel, you thought. Letting you stay with the soul reapers long enough to get attached to them, only to forcefully rip them from you shortly after. You zipped up the last bag with your belongings and slung it over your shoulder, leaving the room that you slept in for the past year and slowly making your way towards the exit.
You had already said goodbye to each of the reapers, receiving a letter and an eternal flower from all of them. You weren’t ready to read those letters yet, but perhaps they would be a comfort after some time. As you reached the exit, you began regretting your decision to say goodbye to your friends beforehand, wishing nothing more than to see them one more time before you had to leave. Turns out you weren’t the only one with that desire. Before you could process what was happening, a pair of arms threw themselves around you from behind, pulling you into a tight hug. You turned your head and saw Ell, accompanied by all the other soul reapers. You teared up as you saw them, the wish to stay arising stronger than ever within you. But unfortunately, there was nothing that could be done. One by one, your friends stepped forward and gave you a warm hug. All of them were just as sad as you about your departure, even Ethan had tears in his eyes. After all of them embraced you, you slowly turned around again, the reapers waving to you with sad smiles and shouting one last goodbye in your direction. Just as you almost stepped through the exit completely, you turned around once more and shouted: “I’ll be back! I promise!” 
This wouldn’t be the last time you saw your friends. One day, you would be their manager again. And when that day comes, you knew they were going to welcome you with open arms and smiling faces once again.
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merakiui · 4 years
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Hi! May I request a scenario of MC playing with Ethan’s hair? Thank you!
Playing With His Hair (Ethan)
“What are you doing?” Ethan asks in an icy tone, turning to look at you with an eyebrow raised.
You step back with an innocent smile plastered to your face. “Your hair always looks so soft, so I wanted to feel it for myself. I’m sorry if I bothered you.”
Ethan’s expression doesn’t change as he folds his arms primly across his chest. If it had been anyone else, he would’ve given them a few stern words to curb their shenanigans. But because it’s you he’s willing to make an exception. Frankly, Ethan doesn’t understand the appeal of his hair. The only reason why it’s soft is because he takes good care of himself. If he didn’t have any regard for his hygiene, both internal and external, his appearance would vary greatly.
“So you’re just interested in the texture?”
“Maybe.” Your arms are bent behind your back as you walk beside him. “Maybe not.”
“I’m assuming you want to play with my hair.”
“Yes, I want to play with your hair,” you confirm, nodding eagerly.
He sighs. What a childish activity. Yet, even as that thought crosses his mind, he can’t refuse you. How could he deny someone he holds so much respect for? If it means pleasing you, he’s willing to put at least an ounce of his pride away. Besides, he doesn’t have anything important to do, and it’s not as if being in your company is a bad thing. So he reluctantly sits down on the sofa in the common room, beckoning you to do the same. And you don’t need to be signaled twice. 
“If I would’ve known you were going to be so cooperative, I would’ve brought some barrettes and a brush.” That unamused frown twitches, which draws a laugh from you. “I’m just kidding. Don’t worry.”
The red-haired Reaper can only sit there in silence as he feels your fingers combing through his hair. After a while, it begins to feel somewhat soothing. You’re just braiding his locks and then untwisting them from the style. That’s nothing special. He knows it’s mainly your presence that pacifies the chip in his pride. You’re babbling away about a new hobby you’ve picked up, and Ethan listens intently. He never realized how nice it is to spend his time with you. Perhaps allowing you to play with his hair wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
Though he’s more than ready to pull away the moment one of the other Reapers walks in, as he’d rather not engage in a purposeless explanation. On the bright side, however, he’s not against letting you do this again. But he’ll have to be in an exceptional mood before that happens. Your kind expression and persuasive puppy dog eyes can’t fool him all the time. 
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afterlifeimagines · 4 years
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Can I ask for “Carry me?” with Quincy? Please and thank you for the good afterlife content! ❤️
(I messed around with the quote a bit to make it fit)
Quincy: 
It really started off as Quincy trying to tease you.
“I bet you can’t even carry someone as light as me!” He’d boldly stated, laughing and crossing his arms with a cocky look on his face; you weren’t one to generally give into Quincy’s unnecessarily trying to insult others due to his own insecurities and awkwardness but today you felt the need to strike back.
“You think so?”
You’d barely given him a moment to respond to your comment before you literally and figuratively swept him off his feet, holding him in your arms like he was a beloved family pet and not a devil who had a raging crush on you. You set his heart alight immediately due to the close contact and he had wrapped his arms around your neck out of reflex, squeezing tightly as he wasn’t fond of the thought that you might drop him on his ass. Your arms don’t waver at all, though, holding him against you with ease even as he wiggled around and ordered you to release him. His words don’t match his actions as his arms cradle you closer, turning to look up at you as he finally quieted his complaints and enjoyed the feeling of being held by you.
“If you wanted to be in my arms you should’ve just said so.”
“I-I didn’t want to be in your arms! What gave you that idea?!”
“Do all devils speak like it’s opposite day all the time or is that just a personal quirk? Anyway, I like having you in my arms.” Quincy inhaled sharply as your nose brushed through his hair, the close contact once again reminding him of the position the two of you were in, “You smell really good, you know? Kinda like a campfire.”
“Don’t make fun of me when you’re holding me like this!”
“It wasn’t an insult. I like the smell of a nice campfire, just as much as I like you, Quincy.”
For once, he was speechless.
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jjuzoir · 4 years
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. . . . JJUZOIR'S RULES
➥ the basics。
ᤢ No more than 6 characters per ask please!
ᤢ Make sure your request hasn’t been sent to another blog, either by yourself or another person, word by word!
ᤢ I only write “x readers”, no ships please! It doesn’t need to be inherently romantic either, but keep in mind this is a reader-insert blog.
ᤢ I also reserve the right to deny requests, unfortunately I’m a students and there are things that are upsetting to me personally - please understand.
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➥ YES。
◍◌◝。Write for underage characters romantically — as long it’s not sexual!
◍◌◝。Gender neutral, male, and female readers! Unless requested, I’m always defaulting to GN!
➥ NO。
◍◌◝。NSFW or Dark content! I have nothing against it but I am a minor AND this blog is strictly SFW! This includes yandere! 
◍◌◝。Pregnancy or anything to do with having childbirth.
◍◌◝。DDLG/LB or DMLG/LB
◍◌◝。Age-regression; I’m not well educated in the subject, I don’t participate in said activity, and until I am well versed, if I am ever, I think it’s best for me to not write about it.
◍◌◝。Cheating; a touchy subject for me and it makes me uncomfortable, sorry!
◍◌◝。Any form of OC!
◍◌◝。Anything romantic for characters that are over the age of 35!
◍◌◝。Anything romanticizing bigotry or like-minded behavior
- ̗̀𖥻noteᵎᵎ with all of the above said, I’m open to anything that doesn’t fit any of the scenarios stated above! I’m sorry if I sound picky but I firmly believe that if you want to create a safe-space/friendly environment, you have to exclude some things— behaviors and people. I’m also allowed to delete requests, I’m only one person.
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➥ fandoms。
◈ Haikyuu!! ☆
◈ My Hero Academia 
◈ A3! ☆
◈ Attack on Titan
◈ Chainsaw Man ☆
◈ Dangerous Fellows
◈ Jujutsu Kaisen
◈ Genshin Impact
◈ Tears of Themis
◈ Tokyo Revengers
◈ Horimiya
◈ OHSHC
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Hello! Finally another afterl!fe imagines, I'm so happyyy ^^ May I request 80 with Noah, Licht and Sian please? Thankyou ^^
80: I wish you could see yourself through my eyes
I hope you’ll like this! Thanks for requesting ^^
“Careful,” Noah helps pick up some books from the pile in your arms, chuckling fondly. “Our manager is hard at work again, huh?”
You adopt a sheepish grin at that. The books were stacked so high you could barely see in front of you. “Well, I have to do my best with my duties.” Feeling lighter now, you reposition the items to a more comfortable position, starting to move toward the storage rooms. “Everyone is working hard to fulfill their wishes, so I feel like I have to keep up somehow.”
He frowns at the tired tone in your voice. “Have you been overworking again?”
“Um…” You’re not sure how to answer; should you spare him with a white lie?
Noah reads your expression, speaking gently. “You’re doing more than enough, you know that? We all admire you for looking after the entire department and tolerating us.” He settles into a soft smile. “If only you could see yourself through my eyes, dear manager.”
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Uneasiness creeps in as you examine the flyer Licht handed you. You feel bad, but you have to tell him sooner rather than later.
He notices that you don’t seem as excited as he’d thought you’d be. “What’s wrong, darling? Is everything alright?”
“I…” You sigh, combing a hand through your hair. “I don’t think you should bring me as your date.”
Before he could misunderstand, you quickly continue. “It’s not because I don’t want to spend time with you! It’s just… I don’t look the best in yukata.” Heck, you weren’t even sure how to put it on or even style it. “And I’ve never been to japanese festivals like these before… I might just become a hindrance to you.”
Licht smiles kindly, taking your free hand. “Hey, it’s alright. You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” Though there is one thing he has to clarify. “But just so you know, you’d never be a hindrance to me. In fact, I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, then you’d understand how lovely you are.”
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You and Sian were hanging out in the music room, where he’s let you look over a song he’s drafted. You’d been giving constructive criticism and cooing over his work, which he knows he should think on too much since you’re just a genuinely nice and sweet person, but god you just look so cute from his spot across you-
“I wish you could see yourself through my eyes,” he all but mutters out, hidden behind his notebook but keeping his eyes on you thoughtfully.
Unfortunately for his health, you heard him. You jumped a little and stare at him in surprise, not expecting that compliment. Ah, is that your face burning? You hope it isn’t showing on your cheeks. “I- I’m sure you don’t mean that…” You try to wave it off, averting your eyes, suddenly feeling much more timid than before.
Sian’s own face is dusted with a bit of red, but he otherwise maintains his cool. Pouting slightly, he responds in the same quiet tone. “Well… I kind of did. But it doesn’t matter, anyone would agree that you’re a great person. Even that nerd Cyrille, though he’d say it in some dumb complicated way."
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gaetoeinhaler · 4 years
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PERIOD DRAMA || DILUCULO
masterlist
rules
includes ; female reader, youssef, mori, quincy, verine
scenario :
        you had just woken up from the night's sleep, feeling refreshed. doing your usual morning routine, you get up. though, something feels off this time. something felt wet. turning around, you noticed the red splotch and marks on the bed sheets. not long after, pain comes crashing into just below your stomach.
        putting two and two together, you could make out what was happening. what you thought you had escaped from in your life as a human, has followed you over into your after life.
        soon, there's a knock at your door. trying to at least change into a new set of underwear and pants, the door opens and reveals the person from the other side.
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Youssef :
• actually knows what's going on from the red marks on the bed sheets
• will offer to take you to the human world to get pads/tampons. as well as any medication (ibuprofen, tylenol)
• if you have mood swings, he will remain calm during them. if you become angry, and you need to rant out your anger, he will be there to listen to you.
• will offer a hug if you need it. maybe a kiss. depends on how needy you're feeling.
• helps with keeping the rest of the reapers in line. if you have a headache, he'll make sure the reapers aren't being too loud and will bring you some medication for your headache as well as a warm drink.
• makes sure your needs are met, to an extent though. he will make you a warm drink, help with work that nyang leader manager has given you, and give tummy rubs if needed.
• offers to clean your blood stained clothes, and sheets.
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Mori :
• probably into something sexual when it comes to periods, we may never know
• besides that, he'll point it out, to make sure yes in fact you are on your period
• offers the help for going to the human world, but don't trust him with pads/tampons.
• its not as if he's going to do something bad with them, its just how confused he'd be when it comes to size and brand.
• he may be a man of many (secret) talents but man is he lost when it comes to pads.
• medication? he'll try to find the ones you mentioned, may end up going to verine for the medication seeing as the reaper takes them all the time and might have the medicine you asked him to get.
• he's not big with sweet food/desserts, but will try to find something that he thinks would help your cravings
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Quincy :
• hes got no idea what in the hell a period is.
• will think you're injured or killed someone in your sleep.
• have to explain what a period is.
• cue the shocked face he gets.
• "you go through that? why? doesn't it hurt?"
• good luck escaping his questions. he'll witch hunt you for you to answer his questions.
• insists he comes with you to the human world. and when he sees what the tampons/pads look like, he has more questions.
• "why does it look like that?" "does it hurt to put it in?" "how do you take it off?" "does it really absorb the blood?"
• will hug you if you need a hug, but he isn't your doll (his words) so be careful on how much touching you do with him.
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Verine :
• cue the mass coughing as his words get stuck in his throat, staring at the splotch
• he knows what it is, he isn't oblivious. he'd learn about it in school, since everyone does no matter what.
• offers to help change the sheets, or at least take them down to the washer so he could put them in it.
• is polite and patient, might not survive your mood swings though. however, he will be kind about it.
• he's used to being insulted by quincy as well as being yelled at by him, so he won't flinch much when you yell at him when one of those moods come
• has medicine ready for when you have cramps. as well as a drink on hand.
• he may not be good with sweets, but he'll try to talk to nine about making some of his chocolate chip cookies, because lets face it. nine's cookies would be *insert chef's kiss*
• a good person to go to when you need to rant about whatever is stressing, angering, or just bothering you in general.
• not the best with physical affection, but will give a hug or two if needed.
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zhahz · 4 years
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so, i decided to release a list of all the fandoms i currently take requests for.
as a seasoned otome player, these include: obey me, a3, mlqc, ikemen sengoku, ikemen vampire, all of the lucydream games (yes, all), the arcana, afterl!fe and - the queen who reigns over all - mystic messenger. [my love life is nonexistent in case you can't tell haha]
as a newbie anime otaku, these include but are not limited to: one punch man, inuyasha, kamisama hajimemashita, death note, yuri on ice, fugou keiji, jojo's bizarre adventure... [yeah, i still have tons more to watch. i know... there are most definitely some anime that i have forgotten and left out. oh well]. castlevania and atla are included even though, they're not technically anime.
i'm a danmei, kdrama & kpop stan as well, but, seriously speaking, that's a lot to unpack. especially when you involve the amount of meta and fan experience i have piled up on them [i have too much time on my hands]
please don't hesitate to drop some requests into my inbox 🙏 it's not full. yeah... it's definitely not full... if you catch the drift...please catch the drift. i'm especially partial to otome and opm requests rn.
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miryawrites · 4 years
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|| Requested by: @fire82light
—Fluff headcanons: Noctu—
Aitachi:
–He's a rather mature guy despite being the youngest out of the reapers, with that said you're in totally good hands because he will take care of you.
–Cold? "Here's a cloak for you."
–Sad? He'll try his best to cheer you up, perhaps with words of encouragement or try to be cute for your sake.
–He might just be the type to help you with simple things, like carrying paperwork for you or helping you search for something that's missing.
–He may make something for you, a fluffy scarf perhaps to make you feel better.
–He loves you so much he can't sometimes process it, bless his fourteen year old heart. He's too cute for his own good.
–He isn't clingy, not very clingy at least. So there's always space for you if he sees you're overwhelmed. He's already grown up enough to know to distance himself if situations warrant it.
Day:
–I doubt you'd even be sad with this overgrown human puppy around.
–You need a hug? He'll be right at you the second he feels that you're sad.
–Your happiness is his happiness, so he would try to cheer you up by giving you more snuggles and compliments.
–He likes to be around you in general, making you happy and everything. It gets too overwhelming that sometimes you tell him to slow down, and you can't turn down that cute pleading face he has when you do.
–He will actually listen to you and be considerate enough to give you space, but that won't stop him from smiling brightly at you to the point where your problems are yeeted into Theo's trashcan.
–He likes sharing Nine's cookies with you, he loves you and everyone too much to not share.
Kirr:
–Someone help this poor man.
–He's too stiff for his own good it will probably make you laugh at some point.
–He takes things seriously, and one of those things is your happiness and wellbeing.
–You will never ever get sick or something with this dude around.
–Sad or angry? He'd probably take you out on a hunt or something to vent your frustrations into.
–He may be stiff as a board but he cares for you, periodt.
–He loves you, and he takes that very seriously. Although it may be awkward at first, he gets better at showing his affections for you over time.
–He's the type to chase out that nasty cockroach that somehow ended up under your desk with a sword.
–Love him as he is. Please.
–This big hunter has more than enough to protect you at all costs, it gets silly at times due to his seriousness, but you'd learn to appreciate it over time.
Nine:
–Oh you want some peace and quiet? Nine would be more than happy to give you that, although he still makes his presence known, he's never rude to you.
–It will take a while to get this guy attached to you, and when he does get attached? He's loyal, and wouldn't even mind you complimenting his appearance anymore.
–Possibly the type to lay your head on his lap when he's thinking, it may be rare due to schedule and his personality, but he relishes it.
–He likes being alone, either with himself or with you.
–He can't deny you, and he's always there for your emotional health or breakdowns.
–He will help you with simple things, like cooking or washing dishes or even taking care of extra paperwork you got from a recent business trip.
–He loves you, and it shows.
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bkgmaid · 4 years
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Ok so, a makeout session with ethan pls 🤲
your wish is my command~ ! sorry if his character isnt spot on, I'm new to the game 🥺 !
// TW NSFW AHEAD
♡ ethan is a man of few words. His actions, speaking louder than anything he ever verbally said to you
♡ so any slight deviation in gestures, word usage, or even posture was the only way you could ever truly read him
♡ But before these coming days that grew.. Difficult. For some unknown reason you felt like he became distant, you could no longer understand him. His mannerisms are ones that you had never seen or been able to deduce before. 
♡ this plagued your thoughts for every day leading up to today, as he reverted to only interacting with you when necessary and keeping himself proper and straight, similar to when you first met him 
♡ you thought you had gotten him to feel comfortable around you, but not until today did you realize he was actually, very comfortable with you.
♡ Ethan has always been good at hiding his emotions. Of any kind, really. Especially romantic ones. 
♡ so when you find yourself walking down the halls one minute, to being swooped into an empty room in another, feeling his hot breath inches away from your face  surprise was an understatement. 
♡ as your eyes finally find the courage to move upwards to connect with the man who had dragged you in there, you're even more shocked to see how ethan looked.
♡ he looked hungry, slightly disheveled. his hair had been left down and the way he held himself screamed something you couldent quite place
♡ he was and always is the quiet type, never truly doing anything without it being told to him first. So this burst of dominance he portrayed was new.. But you didn't mind it
♡ once he locked eyes with you, you watched as his ravenous eyes dilute to something softer. Still filled with desire of course, but more so love. Want, even. 
♡ you stand in shock, your body and his having almost no room in between them after he grabbed you so harshly. But once he had noticed this he automatically backed up. Sternly, but soft nevertheless, apologizing for his crassness. 
♡ but as you looked at him, not answering to his apology but just staring, he began to move again. This time, in your direction. His back straightened and his usual demeanor at the forefront, he takes a glove covered hand to softly raise your chin 
♡ a soft look was painted on his face as he stared into your eyes, almost as if he was staring at a beautiful painting. With a quiet whisper, never breaking eye contact with you, requests a simple ¨may I?¨ 
♡ you knew what he was talking about of course, there wasn't much else to refer to, really. But internally god had you wanted this. You had been enchanted by his charm for so long you couldn't even remember a time where your days were not filled with thoughts of him. So at the implications of him reciprocating that to the point of.. This, was enough to send you into a whirlwind 
♡ though, through it all you were able to respond. A small ¨please¨ escaping your lips before he placed his on yours. Feel his soft skin graze yours as he continued.
♡ he wanted just a kiss, but after he had tasted you he knew that once wasn't enough, and no matter how much he tried to hold back he knew that this wasn't something he could let up on
♡ he held you closer, taking one hand around your waist to pull you in closer as the other stayed on your jaw, lightly lifting it to the perfect height to meet your lips 
♡ staying very gentle with you, he went deeper into you. Letting a soft moan leave his lips every time you let up for breath. He seemed obsessed with your taste, though again you didn't really mind it
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gumai-kaipie · 3 years
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ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳˡ!ᶠᵉ: ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵃᶜʳᵉᵈ ᴷᵃˡᵉⁱᵈᵒˢᶜᵒᵖᵉ
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⟨//♡ Fluff// ♤Angst//⟩
⟨//♪ hcs//★ one shot//± multi-chapter//⟩
⟨//× Sensitive themes//⟩
♡⟨//Orange hues// June x Gn! Reader//⟩
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kirrstan · 4 years
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Okay, I’m gonna be real. The game is pretty much dead at this point unless there’s another event coming or any update at all.
However, I can’t let go of my bois and my OTPs so hopefully I can figure sth out (*cough* like writing fanfics *cough*)
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merakiui · 4 years
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i don’t remember actually sending a request, sorry about that- anyway, how about the noctu team realizing they’re crushing on the manager? make it like a puppy crush for aiyachi bc the baby is only 14
(Here are the hcs! Please forgive me. I don’t know why they took so long to post. :< But I’m happy with the result! I hope you’ll like it too. Thank you for requesting! These are really cute to think about.)
Noctu Team With a Crush HCs (Aitachi, Kirr, Nine, and Day)
🎯 Aitachi 🎯
Aitachi looks up to a lot of people. He’s not bothered by the fact that most of them might be older and taller. That just means they’ve got more years under their belt and plenty of wisdom to share with him.
He’s so used to being around adults that your presence doesn’t faze him in the slightest.
Intimidation? He knows no such thing! Aitaichi hardly considers fear when you treat him with the same respect as everyone else.
Just don’t baby him. Aitachi may be the smallest and youngest out of the group, but that doesn’t mean he’s a child. He’s a mature Reaper with the courage and strength of a true, pure-hearted warrior!
That’s why he’s always willing to put his life on the line if you’re ever in danger, which is extreme and illogical considering he’s already died once and is now immortal.
He means well, but you’ll still clarify that he doesn’t need to go to such lengths to ensure your safety.
“I’ll be fine,” you told him after a vengeful spirit tried to attack you. “You don’t have to worry so much. As long as no one’s hurt, we can continue with our work, right?”
The very next morning you find a talisman on your desk, along with a small note telling you to keep it close whenever you’re in danger.
Since then, you’ve kept it as a good luck charm, knowing that as long as you’re careful you won’t fall prey to any wandering spirits.
Aitachi takes up the role as your unofficial errand boy ever since he discovered the special spot on your desk for the doll he made. He insists on bringing you every important document because it’s a warrior’s duty to provide for those in need.
His fellow Noctu Reapers think it’s quite charming that he does this, especially Day, who makes all sorts of comments doting on how his “little brother” is so helpful and sweet.
You’re grateful that Aitachi’s so willing to lend a hand without a single complaint, and you make sure he knows just how thankful you are.
Even if the gesture is reserved for that of a child, you still pat him on the head. Aitachi pouted about it at first, saying that head pats aren’t suited for warriors.
Now he just blushes at the contact, proud to have gotten your recognition.
He’s almost like Day in a sense, unintentionally following you around like a lost hound.
It’s quite obvious that he’s got a case of young puppy love.
He’s making another talisman doll for you when he comes to the realization of his wholesome feelings.
Are warriors even supposed to feel this way?
He’s stuck thinking about it the whole day, and he’ll probably be less confident to admit to it.
In the meantime, though, he’ll continue helping you to the best of his ability, secretly doing everything he can to be considered your number one. Almost like a teacher’s pet, but in this case it’s manager’s pet.
All of those talisman dolls are starting to pile up on your desk, as well as his innocent adoration for his hard-working manager.
🏹 Kirr 🏹
Having a crush is such a foreign concept to Kirr.
When he first heard the word, he took it quite literally, wondering why anyone would want to crush another person. That should only happen in a survival scenario where life and death is at stake and you’re facing an enemy with negative intentions.
Yet as he learns more about what it means in a romantic sense, it gives him more confusion. So a crush is a strong sense of admiration for another person?
In that case, wouldn’t it be his manager who he holds in high esteem?
He doesn’t really know how to bring this topic up with the others, so he’s debating it internally. It’s definitely a struggle for poor Kirr, who can’t seem to figure out whether or not what he’s feeling is a crush or just simple respect for his colleague.
So he ends up watching how the Reapers act around you. They’re so kind and sociable. And he acts the same, albeit at a serious level where most jokes go over his head.
Kirr is so busy troubling himself with these inner debates that he doesn’t even register when someone’s trying to talk to him, and it’s a bit concerning.
One afternoon he’s sharpening the arrowheads on the ends of his arrows when he sees you crossing the field. And you look serene as you walk, not paying any mind to the wind that rustles your clothes.
He’s shared plenty of conversations with you before, but during those times he never had a chance to appreciate you in all your astounding form.
It’s almost too much for him, and a slew of feelings catch his heart in a vice.
Maybe he does have a crush after all.
But where are all these emotions coming from? Based off of what he’s heard from the Department, Kirr knows that a crush is normal for everyone of all ages. It’s a sign that you’ve taken romantic interest in someone.
He wonders what one does with feelings like these. Obviously he could confess or get to know you more, but something’s holding him back. Suddenly, he’s become indecisive.
Normally, when he’s hunting, it’s easy to rely on logic and instincts. Now he’s not so sure which will help him out in this situation.
When you catch his staring and wave, a smile on your face, Kirr holds up his arm, returning the gesture. You really are a great person; your personality glimmers underneath the glare of the sun, and he’s glad that someone so amazing is his manager.
Logic might fail in this case, and instincts won’t get him anywhere as he has no idea where to begin. So maybe he’ll settle on his heart, following it like it’s a searchlight in the blurry haze of confusion that’s overtaken his reasoning.
Kirr’s definitely going to gravitate towards you more as he tries to navigate his newfound feelings. He’s doing his best, so please encourage him.
🎼 Nine 🎼
He catches you slacking off one day, absorbed in the videos on your mobile device.
Nine isn’t one to snoop, but he does happen to catch the swish of a colorful pen against a sheet of unwrinkled paper. He knows what it is at once.
You’re watching calligraphy videos.
“Do you enjoy that, Manager?” he’ll ask, awaiting your answer.
Once you confirm that you do like it, Nine’ll be happy to know that his manager shares similar interests with him.
Since then, the two of you have bonded over calligraphy, and Nine’s even showed you what his skillful hands can do. Just give him a pretty pen and some paper and he’ll be scribbling all sorts of gorgeous words.
He finds that the best word to write is your name, which is a tad confusing, but you seem honored.
Before he can even register the extent of your relationship, you’re already inviting him to places. Whether it’s in your office talking over paperwork or rendezvousing in the human world during a successful mission, Nine enjoys your presence.
Nine realizes that every day spent in your company is fun, albeit a dangerous erosion to his heart, which is beginning to wear at its foundation.
He manages to stay composed, but there’s something strange in how he hopes of eventually surpassing the border known as friendship.
He’s not used to getting so close to others; usually he keeps his distance, only upholding a conversation when needed. But now he feels as though he’ll lose you if he doesn’t stick around, and the idea of that is crushing.
You’re already such a ray of sunshine, a soothing force against the hectic work days, so he wants to ensure that you’re also content.
He’s writing down the remnants of a composition he recalls, testing his memory of his distant past life, when everything starts to click into place. The stars align as he writes in the final notes, reviewing the completed composition with tranquil eyes.
If he’s right, it should be played slow and steady, transitioning between notes of melancholic hope and satisfied bitterness. Quite a tragic piece, if he’s being honest, but maybe that was his intention. Or his memory might be faulty. Either way, he’s certain that this composition describes his inner turmoil perfectly. Bittersweet like chocolate and uncertain like his intuition.
Nine can’t remember the name to this particular composition, so he writes the first thing that comes to his mind.
The moment he finishes writing your name is definitive proof of what he’s feeling.
Some would say it’s a crush, and others would say it’s unfiltered endearment. Regardless of what it is, it holds the same implications.
Nine’s in love.
Though his previous life was cut short and he refuses to sort through his cracked past, he has all the time in the world to start anew. And that’s all he needs to act upon these feelings that have blossomed.
It’ll take time, but he knows that he’ll be able to confess when he’s certain that his love isn’t completely one-sided.
In the 14th Department, Nine seems to wear his smile purposefully, and there’s a bright shine in his gaze.
🍦 Day 🍦
He’s with you 24/7. At least, that’s what it feels like to you.
Realistically, it’s because of your role as manager. But at some point he just starts to forget that that’s your job and he begins to consider you a friend.
He’s in your office all the time, sitting on a swivel chair or trying to lounge on your desk while you’re writing up reports.
In the beginning, you would always kick him out, lightly advising him that work hours are not play hours—even if there aren’t any ongoing missions.
But Day is so loyal, constantly flitting around you like a butterfly. He seems to smile even brighter when you address him, and despite his carefree demeanor he wants to provide as much help as he can.
“Let me carry that, Manager!” or “Hey, hey! We should get ice cream to celebrate your hard work. I want to take you to the best place. You have to try the new flavors with me!”
You give up pushing him away and start to welcome him into your office.
The other Reapers begin to suspect something’s up, especially those who are more perceptive than the others. Day’s own team members can’t help but wonder what’s got him so fascinated with you.
He claims he can never be bored when he’s around you, which proves to be true because this man can talk about anything and everything.
All it takes is for you to mention that you’re in the mood for something sweet, and he’ll be on that topic faster than a moth to a light.
Without meaning to, he memorizes all of the information he learns about you, accidentally mentioning some facts during a conversation.
It makes you realize just how close he pays attention to you.
Even Nyang Lead Manager has noticed his attachment, but he’s uninterested for the most part. As long as Day doesn’t let himself get distracted from work, he’s not bothered.
But it makes things harder for you. Your focus diminishes whenever he’s near, so much so that you begin to take in different aspects of his actions.
He rarely blushes, but when he does it’s usually whenever you do something that warrants bashfulness. And he’s started to compliment you a lot now, always recognizing changes to your fashion.
Day happens to be relaxing in his dorm, reading an ancient tome about magic and its connection to the heart, when it finally makes sense.
Wait. Hold on.
He peers at the symbols with undeterred intensity, recalling memories of you and him. Eerily, his feelings fit the exact description in the book.
He really does spend a lot of time with you, and you’ve been occupying his thoughts day and night since he first got to know you. Some would say it’s too much, but you can never have enough of something you love.
Love. That’s the word he was looking for.
He’s in love. True, real, authentic love.
Day pops up from his sitting position so fast it almost throws him off balance. The other Noctu members look at him in confusion, but he’s too busy to even give them an explanation.
Now wired with too much excitement to feel worried, he rushes through the 14th Department, completely shirtless and in a hurry to get to your office so he can give you a rambling soapbox speech about his inner thoughts and feelings.
Someone give him a shirt before he gets himself in trouble with Nyang.
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hii !! could i ask for nine, theo and ethan with a very clumsy MC? like, constantly tripping and bumping into things :) thank you in advance 💗 i love your blog
Ethan: 
Ethan is the king of keeping an eye out for you and often acts before you have the chance to knock something over or trip, helping you keep your body clear of bruises and cuts that happen at your weakest moments. He tries to scold you and tell you to pay extra attention, to focus on what you’re doing without getting distracted, but that doesn’t always help. He’s quietly resigned himself to his fate of taking care of a clumsy person who he never wants to see hurt, working overtime on this job while ignoring the teasing of others who can tell he’s doing it out of the kindness of his heart (that they don’t always think he has). 
Nine: 
If Nine sees you doing anything that might get you hurt he urges you to stop, grabbing ahold of you before you fall on your face or calling out for someone else who’s closer to grab onto you before you get hurt. He seems exhausted by how easily you seem to tumble over but it’s all born from worry as he doesn’t want you to end up seriously hurting yourself because you weren’t paying attention or your balance was off. He tries to stay directly by your side whenever you’re in the same room together just in case he has to save you from making a mess of a poor inanimate object that couldn’t have possibly moved into your path. 
Theo: 
Being clumsy also meant you had a tendency to knock things over or not fix things as neatly as he would like, making Theo take on most of the work when it comes to cleaning up after you. He can’t hold it against you as he knows you’re not purposely clumsy but he wonders if there’s some way to help you help yourself so that chaos doesn’t follow you every time you walk in a room. He’ll go to ask you to do something for him but quickly realizes it’ll be better to do it himself but he’s quite proud of you whenever you handle a task without fumbling. 
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