#aochiro

[blossomrosie]

hello!✨ can i request virgo sun, aries moon, cap rising, libra venus please? (ps: there's smth so cute about your aes, idk what tho. maybe the colors?🌻)

Here you have love💕 i hope you like it✨

[sosthemortalcoil]

Extra: Aelius Reconciliation

@aochiro was the first place Friday the Thirteenth ask frenzy winner and requested something with Aelius breaking up with Gabriel after the angel reveal and then getting back together.

Hope you enjoy. (Winner of 750 words, clocks in at 985 words)

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“Don’t—” Your voice breaks as Aelius shakes his head.

“You’re an angel.” His eyes are dark today, distant.

“So what? I l—”

“Do not say it!” It’s so rare to hear him raise his voice, even in the din of The Menagerie. His fingers reach up to card through hair, except today he’s worn it shorn close to his head, a pattern of carefully curated black against deep bronze skin. It’s one of the few indications that either he tended to wear his hair long as a human, the gesture a leftover from his origins, or that he’s grown so accustomed to longer hair he forgets himself.

It would be nice if you knew which, especially since you just entrusted him with the knowledge of who you truly are.

“I am a demon, Gabriel.” His voice cracks, and tears well in your eyes.

“I know that. I have always known that. Aelius—”

He seems determined not to let you finish a sentence. “This is over.” The three words are devoid of emotion, but they punch through your chest like a blow.

“Aelius, please, won’t you at least talk to me?”

There’s a flicker in his eyes before they return to stone. “An archangel and a demon cannot be together. If you wanted to live an illusion you should have kept me in the dark.”

Before you can grab his arm he’s gone, moving with an enviable grace. You stumble to your feet and out the door.

 .~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

“You shouldn’t be here.” Your eyes close, the voice familiar. It’s one of the few constants with all his changes. Or relatively constant. The tone shifts, but the cadence, the diction—everything else remains uniquely his.

“I needed a drink; this place serves drinks.” The answer is petulant, cherubish even, but you don’t care. “Besides, this is my drink.” He’d made it for you, the sprig of lavender a tribute to your scent. Of course, before he had thought it a perfume. Now he knew better.

“Gabriel,” he sighs, and the glass is pried from your hand. “Come on.” Instead of escorting you to the door, when you crack your eyes open he’s leading you to his office. It’s something, at least, and you hurry after him.

“Why are you so determined to associate with demons?”

The question is blunt, to the point. You can respect that.

“I didn’t mean to. I’m not… trying to.”

He arches one thin, brown eyebrow. “Your actions say otherwise.”

A noise of frustration tears from your lips. “Well what else am I supposed to do? I don’t want to lose you!”

“And I don’t want to hurt you.” His eyes flash an inhuman kaleidoscope of colors. “Can’t you respect that?”

“You are hurting me!” You clutch at your heart. “You ripped it right out.”

He turns his cheek to you. “Better that then… I’m a demon Gabriel. I made my bed long ago. You can’t… you can’t rescue me from it, or redeem me or save me or whatever else you think an archangel can do for an incubus.”

“I don’t plan on doing anything for you. Do you think it was easy realizing I was falling for an incubus?” You step towards him, and he sways away.

“There is no future here, Gabriel. You’ll go back to Heaven and I’ll continue corrupting souls.” He still refuses to meet your gaze.

“You aren’t a monster, Aelius.” Reaching out, you rest one hand against his soft, warm cheek. “You’re the man I love.”

This time, it’s not you who is the only one crying. “You silly creature,” he bites out, turning to look at you. “You silly, silly angel.” He covers your hand with his, head bowed. “Why do you tempt me so?”

A laugh, sharp a cutting, bubbles from your lips. “Me tempt you? Who is the incubus?”

Eyes, light blue, find yours. “Our job is to feed what people desire to them.”

You wet your lips. “And if I desire you?”

This time he doesn’t answer with words. His mouth covers yours, soft, pliant, keeping the kiss chaste despite how you chase after his lips when he pulls away.

Fingertips brush over the nape of your neck and you wonder when he moved his hand there. Your knees feel weak and you find yourself leaning against him. Warm lips brush your forehead as you cling to his fitted shirt.

“You must promise me that you will not put yourself at risk for my sake,” he murmurs against the curve of your ear. You mumble an affirmative, because if it means getting Aelius back then you’ll promise to behave. It’s not like he’s trouble anyways.

A heavy sigh lifts some of your hair. “Why don’t I believe that?” he asks.

“Because you’re jaded. You get to work with the worst of humanity.” You lift your head, peering up at him.

“I should have known you were an angel from the start.” He combs the hair back from your face. “Despite how hard you try, I’m afraid that you don’t make the best human.”

You pull back, mouth open to protest, but the way his eyes crinkle at the corners stop you.

“That’s good.”

“How is that good?” you ask cautiously. If he means that it’s easier to break up with you because you're not human, that is most certainly not good.

“We shouldn’t be possible.” Tension draws your shoulders up around your ears. Not this again. “But… I am too weak. I cannot keep refusing what I want. Demons are, you know, selfish creatures.” That may apply for most, but in your opinion Aelius is anything but.

Before you can ask for clarification, he continues, “And the idea of eternity being able to love you? That I can live with.”  

You step away to flick the lock on his office door. The two of you have some amends to make.

[stormheartgames]

Okay thanks to that anon I NEED to know how a non-romanced Lys reacts to a Pan who just. continues to dismiss a clearly-in-love-with-him MC. MC is completely smitten with him & does not hide their crush but Pan is a dummy. Does Lys feel like a third wheel or just tired of the MC going on & on about how kind he is or??

Oh my fucking god, Lys would be so frustrated. I’m just imagining her like tackling Pan to the ground one day and being like “WHY WON’T YOU ACCEPT MC’S FEELINGS?!” and Pan being like completely dumbfounded.

And that making her even more angry, lmao!!

[betoveringhouse]

I'd like to balance out the sin with some maybe fluff :D How would the residents react if they thought the MC was coming in for a kiss, only for the MC to gently rub their nose against theirs?

urse: she blinks, face slowly turning redder and redder, as nervous giggles escape her. she tries her best to look them in the eyes, but her own keep darting around, and she tugs at the sleeves of her hoodie. “C-Cute…” she mumbles, unaware the mc has heard her, until she catches how their smiles widens. then she buries her face in her hands to avoid further embarrassment.

dodge: somehow, this action is even more intimate to him than a kiss. he inhales sharply, willing his cheeks not to darken, but they do anyway. he’s frozen, stuck looking at them through the blackness of his glasses. he’s so glad that they cannot see how wide his eyes must be, and how dumb he must look. “W-What… What was tha-that?” he manages to croak out, never having heard or received such an affection gesture before.

nina: another rare moment where the mc catches her off-guard, subverting her expectations. she blinks, freezing for a second as her brain tries to process the pure and sweet gesture. she lets a grin overtake her features, heart hammering in her chest all the while, as she tries to formulate a flirty response. “Well, aren’t you just the sweetest thing around~ Maybe I should call you azúcar instead of cariño, hm?” she hopes they don’t notice the way her voice wavers.

arnie: he gasps delightedly, returning the gesture immediately. this is a nix version of showing affection as well, and he has seen some humans do a similar thing, always wanting to do so as well but never knowing how to ask. the true form of nixen don’t really have noses as such, so the way theirs bumps against his is new, but pleasant. he then nuzzles his forehead against the mc’s, lips curving into a soft smile as he looks at them with absolute adoration.

ray: his face flushes, and his mouth goes dry, causing him to swallow on reflex. he closes eyes to calm himself, gently returning the gesture, enjoying how simple and nice it is. he’s rarely had time to enjoy such things, or someone to enjoy them with. he sighs against their lips, pressing a gentle kiss to them before he realises it. once he does his eyes snap open, face turning pink, as he stutters and coughs out of embarrassment.

[dramiones]

kelsey’s 1.8k celebration | personal moodboard for @aochiro

“ you are an angel. beware of those who collect feathers. ”

[foxofsunholt]

who/what are your inspirations for the romance aspects of this game? (ps: i think you're really funny ;v; )

I honk my clown nose to that

Over all, the romances were inspired by a lot of different things. But my goal for all of them was to write a romance that grew and evolved and showed these characters not only falling in love but maturing together and learning to be their best selves. Really each one represents a different kind of character you might see in a classic RPG... and I think I’ve talked about specific inspirations before, so I’ll do a more general take here! and under the cut because this got long :’)

Adelaide was inspired by the idea of a very honest romance, someone who loves so purely and unashamedly. A lot of the time with romances with royalty/nobles in games or media or whatever it’s this ~~secret affair~~ but I wanted to write someone who isn’t afraid of falling in love and screaming on rooftops about their love 

Camille happened because I like cold, harsh characters that are kind of jerks but are VERY SOFT INSIDE. I wanted to be able to develop that, and show how someone like that would fall in love and grow and mature

Faith was....idk. I wanted a character that would flirt a lot to balance out all these fools that don’t know how to woo anyone at all and then she sort of happened organically from there. She was inspired by an old D&D character so that’s probably where most of it came from

I wanted to write about a male character that was more....idk the best word for it but...gentle? So Mars came to be a character that is what I wished I could see more of with male characters and romance. He’s honest and not really well-put-together and a little bit of a dork but he’ll do his best for you, because he loves you and you inspire him.

Sid was a natural conclusion to wanting to explore the kind of character that is friendly and loud and usually never a romance option but someone who stays the “best friend”. YOU KNOW THAT CLIP FROM THAT ANIME ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UANiABx_w8 ) HE’S THE BEST FRIEND, THAT’S WHAT I WANTED

and I have no idea where Yoon came from

[agathcn]

moodboards » names: tiara (for @aochiro)

“Take these broken wings and learn to fly.”

[childrenofthegods]

How does Saint feel about having a sibling? (whether or not he thinks of them as just "The Bearer" or as an older sibling) And, if it were up to him, what would his relationship with them look like? (he wants to get close/nothing to do with them/jealousy/intimidation, etc)

You’ve been Saint’s only real hope of family since he was born; he lost his mother and got stuck with only Zeus as a parental figure, and we all know Zeus isn’t exactly the kindest corporeal being in the Universe.

Essentially, he’s always hopes that you’d be the one person in the world who he could one day call family.