Um, what if MC was doing SH through cuts, would Reficoul do something about it or would he enjoy it?
In his mind he would wonder why he doesn't enjoy it.. Usually he would love to see someone hurt themselves but with you it makes his chest hurt in a weird way he has never experienced..
Though despite himself he might feel the urge to lick your blood away, a long stripe up wherever you had harmed yourself before patching you up and giving you a kiss in the same spot.
To him it's only okay if he's the one that causes you pain, but only if you want him to of course.
Ps. Reminder to take care of yourselves and wounds if you relapse or sh please don't get an infection if you are struggling with it, stay safe
how would they deal with a emotional/ lots of moodswings mc?
Half asleep sorry for typos
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When it comes to Reficoul he would be a little surprised but he would know how to deal with it, he wouldn't think any less of you.. I mean look at him? He would be patient and if you're depressive or extremely angry he would take his time with you, make you some food and basically serve you like a chef, it's his love language. If you're sad or extremely emotional he would comfort you while running his hands through your hair. But he struggles with comforting considering people see him as demeaning when he does, he never really knows what to say but he will definitely show it physically.
Lialeb is the same way though if you get snappy with her she might be a little angered at first, but as she gets to know you she would understand. She is similar in a way so she would wait for you to calm down, give you space and if you don't want that she would sigh and bring you to the painting room to cool off. If you're extremely sad she would gift you flowers and a little plushie, maybe some chocolate, hesitation on her face that she looks to lovey-dovey to soon, but if it helps she gives a soft smile her eyes tracing your face as you calm down.
The Boss is probably the best person to go to other than Lialeb if you don't see through his manipulative nature. He would let you rest in his office if he knows you well enough, after all he has been watching and waiting to find a reason to get close to you and your shifting emotions might just be the key. He would hum to you a little lullaby from a long time ago, maybe even let you sit on his lap if your sobbing while his hands wrap around your waist and your face is stuffed into the crook of his neck. If you're extremely angry he wouldn't mind, you both can work through it. He would smile as you try and yell at him before possibly forcing you to sleep, his fingers touching your forehead before you fall into his arms.
This is kinda a nsfw question but how would all three of them handle a shy/virgin mc? And if they were already into the mc (but not dating yet) how would they react to the mc having fwbs? 🤔
Made it a little too freaky maybe
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Reficoul would be all up on you, constantly teasing you, touching you, just to get an embarrassed reaction out of you. He will play with your hair and lean his chest into your back while looking down at you with a grin. And since you're a virgin he would be slow but still hold your wrists together with one hand, whispering in your ear that you're taking him so well and he would comb his other hand through your hair while tears from in your eyes. "Such a good girl/boy f'me..." And then once you're finally ready he will knock the air out of you, overstimulate you and tease you till you're sobbing and your eyes are rolling back into your skull.
Lialeb would find you cute, unlike Reficoul who is extremely obvious with his teasing she would be more subtle, hugging you from behind when no one is looking so she can see the beautiful crimson rise to your face. She would rub little circles on the back of your neck to feel you shiver. And when it comes to your first time she's down on her knees, tongue on you before she does anything more, her fingers slowly easing you open while she sucks on your clit, looking at your embarrassed and fucked out face with a loving smile. "My dove you're doing so well, so so pretty~"
The Boss would be gentle with you, looking into your eyes lovingly watching as you can't handle the eye contact. He would kiss you on the cheek while his hand cupped your other one to make you stay still, smiling when you would get flustered. He would be the one to go easy on you if it's your first time, he wouldn't give his usual treatment of tying you up and teasing but he would force you to grind on his shoe. He would watch as your face contorts and your embarrassment turning into need as you started to grind harder to reach that release.. but he would hold your hand and tell you you're perfect for him.
ive been wondering, youve been wondering, we've all been wondering,
is there any specific scent that would drive them crazy? like the moment they smell it, they just go completely feral and want to do it now? kinda like pheromones basically
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Any kind of pheromones tbh, they can smell when humans are getting more hot and bothered.
Lialeb specifically would like the smell of certain Ed Harvey perfumes though cause it reminds her of her dead ex
Reficoul would like it when you smell like blood. If you're on your period you might wanna run bro
The Boss doesn't have any particular smells, if it smells like you in general he would love it
Warnings: Mentions of blood, mentions of death, grieving, denial, anger, mentions of your dead body, major character death (you), suicide, overdose, hanging (if you are easily triggered by these topics, please read at your own risk, or don't read at all.)
One Shots
A/N: personally requested by the developer so blame her not me
Reficoul
WC: 551
Denial would be the first thing that would run in his mind. You, dead? There’s no way. You were just right here, next to him, hugging him, flashing him that smile that makes his heart beat rapidly. But now, you were there. Lying on the ground, in your own pool of blood. You smelled sweet, you looked beautiful, and that hurts him even more knowing that he didn't do this to you. With a forced smile, he kneeled next to your decaying body, and pushed some strands of your hair away from his face.
"Yeah, you got me. Get up."
But you don’t move. Not even a flinch. When that thought settled in, he felt this cold feeling envelope his entire body, and his hand shaking as he tried to cup your cheek, to feel that warmth that he adored so much. But nothing. You were stiff and cold. He couldn't even feel your blood pumping through your veins.
That made the cold feeling in his body worsen, almost to the point that he felt a shiver run down his spine. Slowly, he held his other hand out and cupped your other cheek, forcing you to turn your head to look at him. He doesn’t understand why he is still trying to wake you up. A part of him had already accepted that you’re gone, but he just can’t bring himself to leave you here. He lets out a shuddering sigh through his nose, and rested his forehead against your cold one, his hair falling over his shoulders and tickling your cheek. It hid his expression from all the others, and if you were awake, you would comment about it. Ask why he looks like he’s minutes away from breaking down.
He was never the same after that.
Even when he went to work, (if he ever goes at all), he would stare at a specific spot that you used to be in. Big, empty eyes that trace every detail of the area, and imagining that you're still there. Smiling at him, never treating him like a weirdo. Saying how grateful you are for him. Every time he remembers your smile, he presses his lips together in a thin line, and his arms that are usually crossed over his chest, are now trembling. He just doesn't understand why it hurts so bad. He killed people before, he had watched human life slip from his hand, and he almost never felt anything. What was so different with you? He can't figure it out. He lets out a empty sigh, and finally turns away from that specific spot, his shoulders now tense, and his expression darkening as he tried to hold back the tears that are threatening to spill out once more.
BONUS:
If you had given him something that belongs to you, he'll just look at it. Sometimes for hours. He would smell it, hold it, twist it around his hand to inspect every little detail, and think about the exact day that you gave it to him. If you died by suicide, it would hit him harder than he wanted. While staring at the object, he would silently blame himself, and reach down to hover his hand over his stomach, where for as long as he lives, you will always be one with him, even through death.
Liabel
WC: 673
Anger is the only thing she feels right now. Boiling fury that makes her entire body shake. She isn't just walking to you, she's running. A full sprint that makes her muscles ache, and her breath quicken as she tries to reach you faster, as if there is a chance you are still alive. But once she reaches you, she drops to her knees and grasps your shoulders with a tight grip, almost to the point that it's bruising you and causing your bones to ache. But you don't react. You stay perfectly still like a doll. A beautiful, lifeless doll that won't ever react to her anymore. Her lips started wobbling, and her eyes started filling up with tears.
"You can't be dead, there's no way...!"
She would exclaim, she would cry, and she would gently lift your limp body up to hold it, her arms wrapping around you tightly as he presses her ear against your chest.
She waits with a batted breath, hoping and praying that all of this is a sick joke, that you will open your eyes and say that you were just playing around, and then she'll get mad at you and demand for you to never do something like that again. But there's nothing. No shallow breathing, no weak heart beat, nothing. Just the emptiness of your chest, and your cold body staying limp in her grasp. That makes her heart stop, and the color on her face draining as she slowly lifts her head up, and looks at you with agony written in her face. A soft hiccup escapes her lips, and then an audible sob, her tears running down her cheeks as she hugs you tighter, and buries her face into the crook of your cold neck, her hands trembling violently as she tried to bring you back to life by simply mourning and pitifully calling your name.
Calling for her goddess.
Like Reficoul, it would be a miracle that she even goes to work, and even when she makes it, she's extremely distracted. She's just staring down at the counter with hooded eyes, her lips slightly parted as she can't help but twitch her fingers, the feeling of your dead body leaving a lingering, ghostly feeling in her hands, and it makes her bite her bottom lip tightly to the point that she draws blood. She doesn't even respond to Reficoul's teasing. She just looks at him and walks away. Now she spends her time inside the storage closet, her knees huddled close to her chest as she silently cries about the loss, about the way she misses you so much.
Life is so cruel, she would think.
What's the point of immortality if it isn't used to spend time with the one you love?
BONUS:
Suicide would be a different story for her. Seeing your unmoving body hanging from the ceiling would absolutely crush her. She's desperately trying to pull you down, trying to loosen the rope that is around your bruised neck, like a part of her is afraid that she would damage you further. Until she eventually gives up and rips it off you, where your body ends up falling right into her arms and remain unresponsive. Just like before, she is cradling your body and calling your name, hoping that you could wake up and talk to her like before.
The only difference is that she would feel that it is her fault. That maybe the reason you made this decision was because of the things she said, or maybe she was too mean, or maybe she didn't treat you well enough. All these questions will just swirl around in her head, until she eventually cries on your chest, and holds your body tighter against hers, hoping that somehow, her warmth will cover your cold one. And now, every time she comes home from a long day, she would glance at the corner of her room, and smile just a little. A broken, but gentle smile as your decaying body slowly starts to rot away.
The Boss (A#######)
WC: 604
He's running to you before he could even think, his eyes widening while his heart beats frantically inside his chest. Are his eyes deceiving him? There is no way that's you, there is just no way. Before he could go further, his body collided with the invisible force that has stopped him multiple times, which made him wince and grit his teeth. But he didn't have time to focus on the pain, his only thought was you. He pressed his palms flat against the barrier, and watched with a frantic expression as you slumped over your bed, an empty pill bottle on the floor, and vomit forming in your mouth. He froze, and he felt his heart skip a beat. He let out a scream, a violent, heart broken scream as he tried to break the barrier as hard as he could, his fist banging against it while he tried to push himself in. But it wouldn’t even budge, and that only made him more hysterical and panic even more.
He tried. He really tried. No matter how hard he pushes or punches or screams your name, nothing worked. And that made him realize how powerless he is when it comes to you. He could watch you, let you do whatever you want in his game, but he will never be there to hug you, to touch you, to hold you. To do anything that involves being there with you outside the game. And now, in your final moments, he is forced to watch helplessly as you lay slumped on your bed, with no signs of breathing or life. Slowly, he turns away from the barrier, and slides down against it, his back pressing against the barrier while his eyes stared straight ahead, like he couldn't believe what he just saw, what he just witness.
He knows that he isn't real. But it doesn't change the fact that what he is feeling is real.
It's genuine.
Eventually, he just looks down slowly, and lets the tears that were beginning to well up finally drip down, the warm liquid trailing down his cheeks and over his chin as he reached up with his hands and holds onto his locks of hair as tightly as he could, his fingers digging into his scalp while he tried to suppress the urge scream again, to let out every emotion he is feeling right now. But he knew it would be useless. With his body trembling, he hunched down and continued silently sobbing to nobody, his fingers starting to dig deeper and deeper into his scalp until he felt a stinging sensation. But he didn't care. This stinging pain doesn't even compare to the agonizing feeling of watching you die right in front of him, while he was too powerless to do it anything.
Powerless to save you. Powerless to save anyone.
BONUS:
He won't even try and cope from this loss. How could he? You were practically everything to him, and now that you're gone, what's the point? He knows that this isn't real, he knows that he is simply just a game character, so even if he is gone, even if he deletes himself successfully, he won't be reunited with you. He can't see you, he can't hold you, he can't even talk to you. When he's gone, he will just simply be deleted. There's no "heaven" or "hell" for game characters. It's just the void of nothingness. An endless void that leads to nowhere and somewhere, and he will wander in this path for who knows how long, until he eventually feels that he is losing his mind.
Yes, it will be nsfw posts and if you follow my patreon I might give early access or debug versions of the game... Or at least give special sneak peaks
YOU are the new hire—The SECOND EVER hire to be exact! Welcome to the club of losers who just barely scrape by! After all, you have been hired after months of job searching and this is where you ended up because no one else wanted your bum ass! You can interact with your new coworkers and get to know them better but be careful of getting on their nerves, they can get a bit touchy with their feelings.
You can choose to work at the register or help clean! Which will you go with? Whatever you choose, make sure to do your job to the best of your ability!
HELLO IM BACK 😛 Okay... so I finally drew the boss, and it was one of the HARDEST drawings I've ever done. simply because of the HAIR. It’s the first time I’ve drawn dreads and I will NEVER do it again. I spent two hours on just the top part alone. My eyes hurt, but I’m happy with the result. I hope you like it, and I hope the fandom likes it too.
(ALSO THE GAME WILL COME OUT IN 2 DAYS!? EODIEMWOWO IM SO EXCITED)
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