hello im auds/drea call me whatever ur heart desires. i mainly write on here but will post other things like yume/rants! this is my personal diary and id love to share it with anyone!!! i love to talk peoples ears off soโฆ.๐ฉท๐ฉท๐ฉท lets be friends!!! tokyo debunker and path to no where are the main fandoms ill post on hereโ but i enjoy a LOTTTTT of diff medias especially games!!!
- um my ask box will always be open for ideas or reqs i might just take years to do them but i love ALL IDEAS!! however pls refrain from extreme nsfw/dark themes as i want this blog to be mainly sfw!!
- but also.. minors dni at the same time i may interact with nsfw every blue moon
the reblogs r so sweet i love u all ๐ฉท๐ฉท๐ฉท๐ฉท๐ฉทโน๏ธโน๏ธโน๏ธ but yes the amt of figaro garcia i channeled into eli LMFKAMSNMAANAJAJJAAHHAHAAHAHAHAHHA
- sorry for being dead for a while, i had a ugly writers block and it ruined my motivation to even want to post!1!1!โน๏ธ writing elias was fun! s2 has been a ride so far and im dry heaving waiting for more sho HES KILLING ME SLOWLY !!!!!! anyways!!! i hope u guys enjoy it!!
- tho trying to be more talkativeโฆ. i want to make oomfs more huhu
You were, by all means, not someone who skipped classโespecially a class you genuinely enjoyedโwithout a good reason. Usually, it was because the staff needed new paperwork for an upcoming mission. Anything else would have definitely earned you a lecture for skipping.
But leaving class because a certain fourth year was feelingโฆ lonely?
โEliasโฆ ahahโฆโ A flustered laugh escaped you as you found yourself trapped in your current predicament with the ghoul.
โHm? Is something the matter?โ His voice rumbled softly behind you, sending a shiver down your spine as the warmth of his body pressed a little closer.
Earlier that day, Elias had texted you in the middle of class.
Emergency. Could you come to my room ASAP?
It sounded innocent enough, you supposed.
Wellโnot entirely innocent, considering who it came from. Still, if he truly needed you, maybe something had happened with Shion. Maybe he was sick. Maybe something was wrong.
You hadnโt given yourself much time to consider the possibilities. Just to be safe, you stopped by the general store to pick up some tea and medicine. Thankfully, Dionysia was on the way, and hopefully Elias wouldnโt be too far gone by the time you reached his door.
And after a quick knock and hearing his approval to enter, you stepped inside.
โฆOnly to discover that he was perfectly fine. More than fine, actually.
He sat comfortably in his chair with a cup of his usual dark roast coffee in hand, casually beckoning you closer. The moment he set the cup down and stood to greet you, however, it felt as though youโd already fallen into his trap.
โYouโre justโฆ closer than usual today,โ you murmured, instinctively avoiding his gaze. Something about the glint in his dark blue eyes only made your face feel warmer.
โIsnโt this what dear lovers do?โ he whispered, his lips brushing near your ear. โBask in each otherโs warmth?โ His arms tightened around your waist as he spoke.
โ!! I thought you were sick. Whatโs going on?โ you pouted, and there it was, the expression youโd always make when he was in trouble โ he loved it. โI even brought you medicineโฆโ
That earned you one of those closed eye smiles you could never resist. Unfortunately, he looked beautiful when he smiled like that. Especially this close.
โIs it so terrible to crave my loverโs attention?โ he asked dramatically. โYou wound me, my love.โ
โThatโs notโwah?!โ A yelp escaped you as you suddenly found yourself lifted off the ground. Before you knew it, he was carrying you toward the bed.
โEliasโฆ!โ You pushed against his chest as if it would get you anywhere. Ghoul strength, right?
A small yawn escaped him.
โMmhm?โ he hummed. โWonโt you nap with me? Iโm quite tired this afternoon from working so hard.โ
โYouโre impossibleโฆโ you groaned as he carefully lowered you onto the sheets, your legs already beginning to intertwine with his. Though, you couldnโt lie to yourself, it was surprisingly comfortable. โYou just had coffee. How can you be tired?โ
Elias hummed, exhaling softly beside your ear.
โIt seems your presence has made me drowsy once again.โ The man chuckled when he heard the soft yawn that escaped your mouth, tilting his head just enough to bury his face against your neck.
You couldnโt bring yourself to reply. True or not, matching the rhythm of his breathing had already made you forget about class altogetherโsomething that would definitely come back to bite you later.
For now, though, you supposed you could rest with him.
im lowkey house sitting which is why. im so active. but the guinea pigs r so cute๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ im trying to play the sims again BUT nasu got me into rev199 so who knowsโฆ.๏ฟผ
Figuratively and literally, because let's assume there exists some kind of anomaly creature capable of sensing people's emotions, especially romantic feelings. ^^ Naturally, this little supernatural talent earned you the title of Cupid.
And of course, you were not about to let such a useful ability go to waste. If you're good at something, never do it for free.
So you made up your mind and started a service within Darkwick Campus: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
Lovebirds, students with crushes, hopeless romantics, people down catastrophically bad for someone, everyone was welcome. Rates varied depending on how desperate the client was.
Business was booming.
Then one day, while minding your own business and reviewing next week's bookings, you noticed some very, very, very familiar handwriting.
Now, you're a professional who follows procedures and protocols very strictly.
Some clients are shy, so one of your services is the ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐.
Students can either:
Submit concerns and receive personalized advice.
Pour their hearts out to their crushes anonymously.
Publicly embarrass themselves in writing while paying you for the privilege.
Honestly, reading some of these gives you a toothache.
Half the people writing in seem less interested in advice and more interested in finding excuses to show off how in love they are.
The funny thing is that most people don't know that no matter how sneaky or secretive they think they are, you can always tell exactly who wrote each letter โแข._.แขโโก เผ
Whenever you pick up a letter, you can see the lovely aura surrounding it.
Don't worry, though. Your clients' secrets are always safe with you. Teehee.
"Based on my research regarding your service, there appears to be no documented guarantee concerning privacy protection, data retention policies or procedural safeguards. Therefore, I would like to request a direct meeting in order to discuss the operational structure of your business in greater detail."
A second letter from the exact same person arrives shortly afterward.
"Is it strategically advisable to pursue a romantic interest who is simultaneously a business associate? Please provide a comprehensive list of advantages and disadvantages supported by empirical evidence, statistical analysis, and quantifiable data.
Advantages: They smiled at me today.
Disadvantages: The smile was not directed exclusively at me.
I am experiencing what I believe to be jealousy.
Is this reaction considered normal?"
๐ช๐๐๐๐ :
Bro! Stop sending regulatory threats to my confession box.
I'm literally just running a small business.
Are you some kind of rival service?
Because that is extremely uncool.
That's unfair competition and I will sue you if you threaten me again.
I have a lawyer friend who charges 5,000 per hour, and trust me, he is not nice.
๐ช๐๐๐๐ :
But I'm still a professional, so I'll answer your question.
It depends on the nature of your business relationship.
Personally, I would never date a coworker. That sounds like a Human Resources incident waiting to happen.
And yes, what you're experiencing is completely normal. Jealousy tends to happen when you like someone, especially when they are friendly with other people.
My advice is to spend more time with this person and observe how they view you.
Do they see you as a business associate? A friend? Or something more?
Currently, the available data set is insufficient for further analysis.
"This is stupid. Why am I even writing this?
Maybe you won't even read mine anyway. I heard you have a lot of clients.
Is it considered a good sign if they accept my invitations to watch movies and play co-op games together?
I see them hanging out with other people too, so maybe it doesn't actually mean anything."
The next letter arrives looking like it lost a fight against itself.
Crossed-out sentences. Half-finished thoughts. Words scribbled over each other. The paper is practically screaming.
You assume he was panicking when he shoved it into the box.
"I don't know how this works. I just...
And I thought maybe th
Wait, no.
That's stupid.
This is stupid.
Never mind.
Actually, can I request a refund?
Do you do refunds?"
๐ช๐๐๐๐ :
Dude.
The important part is not whether they accepted. Anybody can accept an invitation.
What matters is whether they enjoy spending time with you.
Ask them out more often. The fact that they already accept your invitations is a positive sign.
Maybe make the next outing a little more romantic.
Pick a romance movie.
Watch their reactions.
Gather evidence.
Conduct research.
Become the scientist your feelings deserve.
๐ช๐๐๐๐ :
Also, I do not provide refunds unless you actually follow my advice and fail.
Stop being a coward. Ask them out again. Come back with updates.
"Is there a way to stop them from constantly inviting one of our mutual friends whenever we hang out?
I keep trying to arrange plans with just the two of us, but somehow my friend always ends up coming along.
And he always manages to draw their attention away from me.
I love my friend, but this is becoming increasingly frustrating.
What if he manages to win them over before I can?"
๐ช๐๐๐๐ :
Wow. Jealousy is such an ugly color.
Anyway.
I think you should talk to your friend.
Based on your letter, he sounds completely unaware of your feelings.
If he knew, he might actually help create opportunities for the two of you to spend time alone. Friends can be surprisingly supportive.
Now, regarding your crush...
Have you ever considered the possibility that they might actually like your friend?
"Never thought the day would come when I would need this service. No offense.
I'm just stuck.
They seem nice to me. Whenever I ask them to try my special dishes as an excuse to spend time together, they always agree.
But I think they only like my food, not me.
I wonder what they think of me.
If I'm being honest, they even seem closer to my best friend."
๐ช๐๐๐๐ :
Hold on.
You can cook?
That's a massive advantage.
Do you realize how many people would willingly fall in love for homemade food alone?
Don't give up. Have some faith in yourself. Keep inviting them out.
The fastest route to someone's heart is through their stomach. That's science. Probably.
I'm cheering for you from the sidelines.
After answering every letter and dispensing your professional wisdom, you finally went to bed.
The next morning, you woke up to your phone vibrating nonstop.
Notifications. Messages. Date invitations. More date invitations. And even more date invitations.
From several very familiar ghouls.
Oops.
You completely forgot something.
Your ability allows you to see everyone else's love aura. It does not allow you to see your own. And people who share mutual feelings possess the same aura.
hello im auds/drea call me whatever ur heart desires. i mainly write on here but will post other things like yume/rants! this is my personal diary and id love to share it with anyone!!! i love to talk peoples ears off soโฆ.๐ฉท๐ฉท๐ฉท lets be friends!!! tokyo debunker and path to no where are the main fandoms ill post on hereโ but i enjoy a LOTTTTT of diff medias especially games!!!
- um my ask box will always be open for ideas or reqs i might just take years to do them but i love ALL IDEAS!! however pls refrain from extreme nsfw/dark themes as i want this blog to be mainly sfw!!
- but also.. minors dni at the same time i may interact with nsfw every blue moon
- sorry for being dead for a while, i had a ugly writers block and it ruined my motivation to even want to post!1!1!โน๏ธ writing elias was fun! s2 has been a ride so far and im dry heaving waiting for more sho HES KILLING ME SLOWLY !!!!!! anyways!!! i hope u guys enjoy it!!
- tho trying to be more talkativeโฆ. i want to make oomfs more huhu
You were, by all means, not someone who skipped classโespecially a class you genuinely enjoyedโwithout a good reason. Usually, it was because the staff needed new paperwork for an upcoming mission. Anything else would have definitely earned you a lecture for skipping.
But leaving class because a certain fourth year was feelingโฆ lonely?
โEliasโฆ ahahโฆโ A flustered laugh escaped you as you found yourself trapped in your current predicament with the ghoul.
โHm? Is something the matter?โ His voice rumbled softly behind you, sending a shiver down your spine as the warmth of his body pressed a little closer.
Earlier that day, Elias had texted you in the middle of class.
Emergency. Could you come to my room ASAP?
It sounded innocent enough, you supposed.
Wellโnot entirely innocent, considering who it came from. Still, if he truly needed you, maybe something had happened with Shion. Maybe he was sick. Maybe something was wrong.
You hadnโt given yourself much time to consider the possibilities. Just to be safe, you stopped by the general store to pick up some tea and medicine. Thankfully, Dionysia was on the way, and hopefully Elias wouldnโt be too far gone by the time you reached his door.
And after a quick knock and hearing his approval to enter, you stepped inside.
โฆOnly to discover that he was perfectly fine. More than fine, actually.
He sat comfortably in his chair with a cup of his usual dark roast coffee in hand, casually beckoning you closer. The moment he set the cup down and stood to greet you, however, it felt as though youโd already fallen into his trap.
โYouโre justโฆ closer than usual today,โ you murmured, instinctively avoiding his gaze. Something about the glint in his dark blue eyes only made your face feel warmer.
โIsnโt this what dear lovers do?โ he whispered, his lips brushing near your ear. โBask in each otherโs warmth?โ His arms tightened around your waist as he spoke.
โ!! I thought you were sick. Whatโs going on?โ you pouted, and there it was, the expression youโd always make when he was in trouble โ he loved it. โI even brought you medicineโฆโ
That earned you one of those closed eye smiles you could never resist. Unfortunately, he looked beautiful when he smiled like that. Especially this close.
โIs it so terrible to crave my loverโs attention?โ he asked dramatically. โYou wound me, my love.โ
โThatโs notโwah?!โ A yelp escaped you as you suddenly found yourself lifted off the ground. Before you knew it, he was carrying you toward the bed.
โEliasโฆ!โ You pushed against his chest as if it would get you anywhere. Ghoul strength, right?
A small yawn escaped him.
โMmhm?โ he hummed. โWonโt you nap with me? Iโm quite tired this afternoon from working so hard.โ
โYouโre impossibleโฆโ you groaned as he carefully lowered you onto the sheets, your legs already beginning to intertwine with his. Though, you couldnโt lie to yourself, it was surprisingly comfortable. โYou just had coffee. How can you be tired?โ
Elias hummed, exhaling softly beside your ear.
โIt seems your presence has made me drowsy once again.โ The man chuckled when he heard the soft yawn that escaped your mouth, tilting his head just enough to bury his face against your neck.
You couldnโt bring yourself to reply. True or not, matching the rhythm of his breathing had already made you forget about class altogetherโsomething that would definitely come back to bite you later.
For now, though, you supposed you could rest with him.
