#emil sinclair x reader

[paddling-dawn]

honeyed words 。

calling the BAD END IDENTITIES "pretty boy / girl" ・・・(gn.manager.reader)

ⓘ content warnings 、light self‑deprecation in gregor’s part, very likely ooc for certain ids (e.g. ryoshu), no proofreading

ⓘ wc 、718

ⓘ an 、 moot joining this fandom boosted my motivation big time.

➤ EFFLORESCED E.G.O:: SPICEBUSH YI SANG

— overall, he doesn't give much of a reaction beyond his customary blank expression and a quiet "ah."

— however, from time to time, you'll catch him repeating the phrase under his breath later on. whether it's an attempt to commit it to memory or simply to better understand such a peculiar choice of words remains difficult to tell.

➤ THE MANAGER OF LA MANCHALAND DON QUIXOTE

— scoffs at you with her brows drawn together so tightly you'd almost think she genuinely despises being called pretty. she'll likely tell you to cut it out, too.

— in reality, however, it's less annoyance and more a poorly concealed attempt at handling her embarrassment. she simply doesn't know what to do with a compliment like that, especially when there are far more pressing matters demanding her attention.

— in short, she. . . kind of likes it. unfortunately that's a fact she'd sooner carry to her grave than admit out loud.

➤ BLADE OF HOUSE OF SPIDERS RYOSHU

— gets flustered for a brief moment, perhaps - just perhaps - even stopping dead in her tracks. it's almost amusing when compared to the composed, full-of-hatred image she usually carries herself with.

— fortunately for her, the lapse doesn't last long - she quickly regains her composure and firmly tells you not to say such things again, regardless of whether she enjoys hearing it or not.

➤ THE LORD OF HONGYUAN HONG LU

— if you happen to say it while he's in a particularly good mood and free from work, he'll simply flash you that infuriatingly smug smile and tease you right back and forth.

— however, should you catch him during one of his more serious moments - or before the two of you haven't grown particularly close yet - he'll merely tell you to stop spouting such absurd nonsense and focus on whatever task requires your attention instead.

➤ WILD HUNT HEATHCLIFF

— genuinely wonders what force in the universe compelled you to utter those words aloud, and to him of all people no less.

— surprisingly, the feeling it evokes is less embarrassment and more sorrow. in some distant, unpleasant way, it reminds him of her.

— as a result, he'll either fall completely silent - lost somewhere deep within his thoughts and regrets - or bluntly tell you never to call him that again.

➤THE PEQUOD CAPTAIN ISHMAEL

— repeats the phrase beneath her breath for a moment before letting out an amused laugh.

— she'd much prefer being called "captain" over "girl," but she'll let it slide this once.

— regardless, she finds the whole thing oddly amusing. in fact, despite herself, she has a surprisingly difficult time disliking the thought of hearing you say it again.

➤ THE ONE WHO SHALL GRIP SINCLAIR

— despite everything he's endured, sinclair would still be caught off guard and flustered much like his base self. after all, he's spent far more time being ordered to purge heretics than being called. . . whatever it was you just called him.

— he does try to process it - emphasis on try. as much as he wants to tell you to stop; to insist that of all the people deserving such a compliment, he certainly isn't one of them - the words never quite leave his mouth.

— because despite knowing full well he doesn't deserve to be called that, despite believing he shouldn't want to hear it - he can't help but let it happen.

— much to his own shame, he finds himself waiting for the next time you'll say it again.

➤ G. CORP MANAGAER CORPORAL GREGOR

— you? saying that? to him? him specifically?

— you really ought to get your eyes checked. or perhaps you're simply that much of a sadist, intent on rubbing salt into that bleeding and rotting wounds of his.

— because as far as he's concerned, being called a "repulsive pest" would make far more sense than whatever this is. there's no need to play tricks on him like that.

— and if you insist you're being genuine, he'll only laugh awkwardly and look away. perhaps some things are simply easier to dismiss as a joke than to hope might be true.

© paddling-dawn - all rights reserved. no plagiarism · edits · reposts · translations.

[harukasangel]

Sinclair buying you a small present from another Sinner's canto for your anniversary, but Ryoshu notices and snatches it from his hand, inspecting it. Sinclair gets all red in the face, asking her to give it back please, he was going to gift it to you. She rolls her eyes, telling him he's A.W.F.H (absolutely whipped for her/him) but gives it back

Rodion giving Sinclair some snacks as usual, but has been giving him a bit extra, telling him to go share some with you with a wink. He even notices that amongst the snacks are some of your favorites. He blushes, knowing that she was planning that all along

Encouraging him to sneak off with you so you two can have some privacy when you arrive at another district. He can't help but feel as if you're doing something wrong, but it's you, and he honestly is the type of boyfriend that could never say no to his partner. Exploring the sights are great and all until Outis catches you two, lectures you two military style, and threatens to report this to Dante (dw, Dante is much less harsh + more understanding)

You can knit Sinclair a scarf, even an ugly one, and he would honestly burst into happy tears. Heathcliff caught him wearing it and proceeded to bully him for it. He was met with a passive Sinclair at first, until enough was enough and he realizes he was insulting the gift you took time, effort and love to make him. Boi is angry now, and even if he's nervous, he's defending your honor as best as he can

Even though he knows Dante can revive you if you die during battle, if you do, omfl....you're seeing a repeat of Canto III Sinclair. All he sees is red and he goes absolutely apeshit. Dude could've honestly taken out everyone himself if it wasn't for Don Quixote er....beating him to his senses again....

*sighs* Dating Emil Sinclair means you get a darling partner, but the other sinners only make it all the more fun <3

[shibology]

limbus company: isekai ?!

a fanfic where the sinners end up in the real world, and with your guidance, learn to live without having to fight for their lives everyday.

cross posted from my ao3

PROLOGUE: IN MY HOUSE...?

wc: 681

you're an average person. you work a job, you come home, you shower, eat, sleep, use your leisure time accordingly, repeat. however, given your crippling gacha game addiction you find yourself working a little harder just so you can afford an extra ten pull or so.. hence why you came home and immediately plunged face first into your pillow.

"hnngh..... for the pretty characters, i guess."

you turn yourself over and lay on your back as you pull out your phone to check the time. you usually never work this late, but your dedication got you quite far in terms of showing off how many characters you've pulled in your gacha games, limbus company in specific. the game has been slowly taking over your life. the game is quite free to play friendly, so why are you spending money? because you're impatient and you don't feel like grinding, and that's okay. the clock reads 1:56 am. you shrug and stand up to stretch, walking over towards your desk and powering on your computer.

"can't do anything until i say hi to outis, still salty about not getting magic bullet though.."

you thought out loud as you open up steam to launch the game, the only thing that kept you from getting magic bullet last walpurgisnacht was your abysmal gacha luck. you enjoy spending money on gacha games, but to say you're a lucky player is an overstatement. you give that thought a break as the game finally launches and you take a minute to look at the menu screen before eventually going to the story tab and checking your progress.

"this lei heng dude isn't a joke, damn."

you shrug at your failed attempt to beat him and navigate to try again, taking a moment to look at the team selection screen before slouching in your chair, thinking to yourself:

"ahh.. he can wait. i'll just shower first and come back. clears my mind, i'll have a better strategy then."

you stand up and after getting out clothes and such, you make your way to the bathroom, adjusting the water to how you see fit and stepping in. you actually feel quite nice, closing your eyes as you clean yourself, you genuinely feel your mind clearing! until it's interrupted:

THUMP!

your eyes shoot open as you whip your head in all directions trying to wrap around what you just heard. you take it as queue to finish up your shower and check everything out. your heart rate is high, what if someone broke in? not that you have much for them to take anyway, but still a valid reason to be afraid. you leave the bathroom, body partially still wet as you run to your room, where you heard the loud thump from.

"...huh..?"

there they were, thirteen grown adults who very much so resemble your favorite sinners.. even the clock's here! you blink hard and aggressively, trying to wrap your head around what's happening. dedicated cosplayers? sure, but why are they breaking into YOUR house out of anywhere? you didn't have much time to think, given outis already stood tall in front of the group.

"YOU! state your identity. where have you taken us?"

i quickly shoot my hands up, eyes wide as i scan the room once more just to confirm this was really happening, i start thinking of the different possible ways i could answer her question.

"you're.. in my house.. i'm [name].."

"and where is this 'house' located? which nest are we located in right now?"

"that's uh.. wow.."

oh man, this is gonna be harder than you expected. how do you even drop the bomb on them that they're not even in the correct universe anymore? i mean, they've had their fair share of time travel and things like that but universe jumping? another good look at the sinners told you they were treating this like another tuesday given most were looking off into space, some seeming like they had quite a few questions for you. just what were you going to do with them?

[kierurinn]

You look at the staffs standing in neats lines and can't help but notice one shuffling into position. From the fluffy blond hair poking out and the height, you can guess it is Sinclair. Seeing his messy outfit and the way head butler Outis is looking at him, you decide to save him from the scolding for now.

"I would like Sinclair to serve me today, please."

The young man perks up immediately at his name being mentioned. You can almost see his nonexistent tail wagging enthusiastically behind him and let out an amused huff. Dante nods before the blond man leads you to your usual seat.

Sinclair pulls out your chair for you and sets down a cup of water and the menu in front of you. Once you have settled down, he quickly bows and frantically thank you for saving him with flushed red cheeks. You try to stop him but is soon distracted by the small tufts on the sides of his head. "New hairstyle today?" You question makes Sinclair freeze mid-sentence. Then, his hands shakily move up to touch the twintails. His face turns a shade of red much brighter than you ever expects a human to be able to. At this point, you half wonder if he is going to pass out.

Sinclair finally calms down after you hand him your cup of iced water to drink. He sighs, "I must've forgotten to take out the twintails before going to sleep," his hand embarrassedly floating up to touch them, "we were playing games last night and this was my punishment for losing…" To comfort him, you lightly pat his head, "I like the hairstyle on you, it's cute." Your words makes him choke on water and turns bright red once again while you pat his back helplessly.

After a while, he finally calms down, managing to put on a calm expression. For his sake, you order a few dishes and let him run away. Sinclair's twintails bounce with each rushed steps he takes, making you giggle under your breath.

Soon, the maid returns with your dishes on a tray. His footsteps are somewhat unstable, perhaps due to his rushing or the tray obscuring his vision. When he trips over his own foot, your heart skips a beat. You rush over just in the nick of time to catch him and the tray with your free hand. In your heart, you thank the stars that you did not order so much food that you can't handle holding up with one hand. You are not sure how long it would took for the both of you to pay back the store if everything were to break.

Sinclair is quick to regain his bearings and helps you out before your poor hand gives out. You help him back to your seat and even pull out a seat for him, letting him breathe a sigh of relief. Before he can apologize, you pat his head again. Your action seems to calm him down rather successfully, seeing as he has calmed down significantly. Though, you sure hope that no one else had witnessed the scene of accident, or else he might get scolded into the next day by the head butler. Not that it would be the first time he gets a tongue lashing like that but you would much prefer it if he does not have to endure that when it involves you.

After a bit more time, you finally can enjoy your order while listening to Sinclair talking about the night before, about how the staffs played late into the night until Vergilius came to their room and reinforced order with ease. You even get to mess with his hair some more until Dante comes over to notify you of your session ending. They slip you a discount coupon as thanks for saving the poor maid and gestures that, thankfully, Outis was busy and did not see the ordeal go down. You leave, breathing in the cool air and energized once again for a new day.

→ masterlist || back to the introduction?

a/n: sorry for my disappearance chat i was consumed by real life things, spending my weekdays in a hospital for class and all;; i have finished my sinclair art for this fic a while ago but the fic took more time than expected ueueue. art under the cut as before!

no twintail version on pixiv!

[hellfire1991]

canto 9 MASSIVE spoilers !!

A Certain Sinclair x gn! present! reader

scenario lacks canon backing and depends on reader's imagination as his circumstances of existence are special and impossible for this. No dialogue (P.S. present reader means past reader for him).

He doesn’t quite look like Sinclair. Well, he does, but not your Sinclair. He’s definitely older. Like he went through a massive growth spurt, which somehow feels like the most unbelievable part of all this. His hair is longer too. You don’t notice at first since the front looks almost the same. His clothes stand out the most. They look worn and unfamiliar, like he was pulled straight from a battlefield.

When you first met, there was something menacing about him. It’s embarrassing to admit, but his presence genuinely frightened you. The way he stood felt heavy and unyielding. His gaze wasn’t even on you, yet you could still feel the weight of it, sharp and unsettling. Then his eyes found you, and everything shifted. It was instant. His expression softened, like a switch had been flipped. He looked almost as stunned as you felt. Seeing someone from your past is no less overwhelming than meeting someone from the future. That brief moment of gentleness was enough to tell you the truth. He really was your Sinclair after all.

You reach for him without thinking. It feels like the only right thing to do. He doesn’t move right away, as if holding himself back, like someone keeping a careful distance from a flame to avoid getting burned. You step closer anyway and wrap your arms around him. His clothes smell of smoke and things best left unnamed. It hurts to realize the future he comes from hasn’t been kind to him. For a moment, his hands hover awkwardly, unsure of where to go. Then one settles on your head, gently patting it. You used to be the one always messing up his hair...

You slowly look up, finally meeting his face properly. Your eyes trace every detail, as if trying to commit them all to memory. A thin scar cuts across his left cheek. You lift your hands and gently cradle his face, your thumb brushing over the mark with care. He looks confused for a moment, then a small smile tugs at his lips. His gloved hands come up to hold yours in place, a quiet sign that he’s finally letting himself give in. He leans into your touch and presses a soft kiss to your palm, never breaking eye contact. Heat rushes to your face. You can’t help but wonder if the age gap makes him feel bolder, or if he’s truly changed this much.

You can’t help but wonder what kind of relationship you’ll have in the future. Maybe the moment he appeared here today changed everything, and you’ll never see him again. Even if he vanishes when he returns, even if his only purpose was to show up here just this once, you’re glad you could be a place of comfort for him at the end. And if nothing has changed at all, you hope that you’re still there for him when the time comes.

A/N : literally had to take a 10 minute pause and just stare at him. Kjh, give me a heads up next time, I almost had a heart attack

[aliceia-xi]

ᴇᴍɪʟ ꜱɪɴᴄʟᴀɪʀ x ɢɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴀɴᴛᴏ 3

ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ, ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴏᴏᴄ

ꜱꜰᴡ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ, ʙ, ɢ, ʜ, ɴ, ᴏ, ᴘ, Q, ᴛ

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Sinclair would normally be nervous to speak to you at first, but as soon as you start to get close he's literally jumping for joy the moment you become friends in the company. He looks up to you during missions and he's glad there's someone around he could warm up to because of the very eccentric coworkers he has. Everything goes great for him until the closer you get causes him to develop a crush on you. His admiration turns into affection and it makes Sinclair nervous around you all over again, it even makes him guilty that he would begin to see his coworker in an unprofessional way.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Sinclair is insanely gentle with you, he's (probably) never been in a relationship with anyone and would die inside if he ever messed anything up. He'd always make sure you're comfortable with the physical affection he gives you, and he keeps your emotional stability in check during missions. However there is a slight chance of roughness if he's upset, he may give you heavy hugs if he's having an episode like he did in his canto.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Sinclair's hugs are awkward and tense, but tight. Sinclair always wants to be around you physically to the point it haunts his mind when he's not doing anything. However he doesn't initiate hugs on his own from embarrassment, he doesn't want to be teased by the other sinners about it if they were to see. But I can see him learning how to get past that and finally initiating hugs after he gets comfortable with you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Sinclair finds comfort in cuddling together at night in one of your rooms, it takes his mind off of all of the violence he's seen and experienced.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

As shown in Sinclair's canto, Sinclair is not very open about himself. He's still deeply traumatized by what he's experienced and even during his canto he refused to give many details of what happened between him and Kromer until he was forced to. Because of this Sinclair would hide his feelings a lot and even keep you away from learning more about himself out of fear of how you'd see him and his own shame.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Sinclair has high patience and hardly becomes angry around you, instead of becoming angry he often gets quiet and gloomy when bothered. He only goes angry in extremely emotional situations for him, such as when he became violent during his canto. These violent episodes are never caused by you though, and Sinclair apologizes heavily if you ever get caught up in them.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Sinclair tries to remember everything about you, even before you get into a relationship with him. Sinclair would pick up small details from you when you were around. After you start dating he'd honestly take notes and hide it from you because it's embarrassing. If he were to forget anything you truly cared about he'd feel pretty awful about it out of guilt.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Sinclair puts a lot of effort into spending time with you despite constantly being on the job. Since you're constantly on the move with the company, most often you'll spend time together in your rooms through the backdoors of Mephistopheles. You'll even get ready together in the morning before having to meet up with the others. When Sinclair has free time he enjoys buying small gifts for you whenever the sinners are stopped in a district for their specific canto and he happened to see something he thought you would like. For anniversaries Sinclair sticks to you like glue trying to make you as happy as possible for the day, even trying to surprise you with a gift once he has the time. During battles Sinclair always has his eyes on you, he can't stand it if you get hurt even if Dante can turn back time on the sinners. Sinclair knows he may not be the strongest sinner of the bunch, but he'll come running to your side the moment he sees you hurt.

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Right, since I had such a blast writing that Hong Lu fic and I've got more than a few ideas but I probably only got one more piece of smut in me at the moment. So, lets leave it up to which one wins based on the whims of the poll!

Which Form Of Filth Shall Be Put To Proverbial Paper?

Yi Sang in sheer Lingerie

Sinclair vs Marathon Sex

Faust's Masochism

Rodya Extract's Her Well Deserved Praise

The Seduction & Corruption Of Dante

Ryoshu's Bad Influence

Releasing Xichun's Stress

Xue Pan's Pleasure & Pain

Outis's Professionalism Cracks

Ishmael's "Shameful" Dreams

Kromer's Purification

Degrading Dulcinea

Voting ended onApr 20

[schizoidcel]

Hii! Saw that you’ve opened requests for project moon. What about Sinclair x reader (original universe or mirror) where reader was sure that Sinclair hates them. But Sinclair was just shy + his menacing gaze wasn’t particularly helping. Kinda hurt - comfort. Btw have a good day!

## CINQ!SINCLAIR x READER ★☆

🤍🖤 ﹒ ENGAGEMENT . .

－ notes ̽ ۪⠀i did cinq sinclair since i think he fit lol (for the other anon who reqeusted (yk who u r) ILL GET TO IT I SWEAR m just struggling abit but with the prompt u gave vut bear with me pls♡)

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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : not proofread, MIGHT be abit the tiniest bit ooc

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : your new director lowkey scares the ever living shit out of you :heart:

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Oh he's terrifying

You were recently promoted to south section 4, and ofcourse you heard the things you dubbed as 'rumours' about the director of the branch.

Now, not only did you think wrong, but you felt like he had something against you

Yes, you talked to him from time to time, and from the way he spoke with you and with others you gathered that he was a timid and nervous man

But it all just changed when he was lecturing people, moreso if he was in an ACTUAL duel

Seeing him in the 'training hall' trying to teach tricks and whatnot to his underlings, but ultimately he either accidently ends up being too hard on them or

Uh

Actually just that .

Frankly you were abit scared to train under him aswell

Sure, he did seem truly kind hearted ..

So why is it that whenever you felt a stare on you, you felt like you were having a fight to the death with the south section 1 fixers

UEAG anyway

Soon enough, it was your time to train with him! Yay!

He had his eye on you (very obviously) and was excited to have a friendly training session with you<3

But you were (also very obviously) scared and reluctant around him, sighing alot

Which made the maneven more nervous 😭😭

He's used to people being frightened while getting trained by him but he genuinely thought he was nice with you so far and that you two had something going

Did he do something wrong. Why are you scared. He dosen't mean to bite he swears

He tries to distract himself from the fact you might REALLY REALLY not like him by straying off course and teaching you random ass association battle tricks everyone should actually be aware of (even though suprisingly you learnt some new stuff)

He can't properly express his emotions, it's a thing he struggles with

After interacting with him you can pick up that he's just a demure young man, one you'll have to be patient with

You'll have to reassure him that he's fine and he'll go back to normal! (as normal as he can got back to)

────────── ♱ ❜ 🖤 . .

"G-good day, [name]! How are you?" The child asked, looking at them with curiosity. "...Well, you know, same old, same old... Ha. Ha. Haha." Some thoughts suicide got into their head for a moment.

However, the child didn't seem to care. Infact, he was ecstatic at the answer he had been given. "That's good to hear..! Uhm, as you're new, I'll make sure to teach you alot." He said with a smile.

Yet again, he wasn't entirely stupid. He could tell that everyone he duelled against had always been in a state of distress, and this time was no different.

What was different was the fact that the child had a newfound determination of trying his best to make sure the same incident dosen't happen again.

He had been wanting to talk to the newly promoted fixer for awhile now. At times, he would think of trying to figure out what to say that would be a good enough excuse to approach them.

He did not find this excuse, and kept staring at them for a long period of time accidently, which in turn inevitably brought upon a wrong idea in the head of his person of interest.

Sure, he was awkward, but he tried, and he found this a good oppurtunity. The child didn't want to give up.

"Alright, so..." He started to raise his voice just a little bit, not wanting to come off as too uncertain. "First, it's important to know the right way to yield the sword, but I'm aware you know that..." He chuckled abit, trying to lighten up the mood. He was in thought for abit, then began speaking once more.

"'Disengagement' is a commonly used tactic, as it is also very effective if executed correctly. I assume you also know of that?" The child questioned and proceeded to draw his sword.

The other child, dubbed [name], nodded their head. "I do." Although, the voice suggested more of a 'I don't actually know, but please let me be.' tone rather than a 'I know, and you don't have to teach me.' tone.

"Well, I would still like to teach you it in a more proper way. As your new director!" A sigh came out of the newly promoted Fixer's mouth, which made the child awkwardly chuckle. "...Uhm..." He thought he might've done something wrong. Not just in the interaction happening right now, but also the several times he attempted to be friendly with his person of interest, who now looked completely done and unnerved infront of him. Yet he couldn't focus on that right now. "Alright, let me demonstrate --"

The childs underling looked abit more stressed after he uttered those words, but they drew their sword aswell regardless.

The child proceeded to instruct his trainee.

It was obvious that both of them were in completely different physical spaces.

"'Pistol Grip', [name]." "Like this?" "N... No. Wait, let me -" "Ouch." "- Sorry!"

What was also kind of obvious was that they were in completely different mental spaces.

'Oh god. I can't keep going on like this... The awkwardness is killing me. I feel like I'm doing something wrong.' 'I wonder if director Quixote is singing in the Caféteria again...'

However, as both the children were distracted on the training field, an accident was sure to arrive soon.

Unfortunately, the director almost completely pierced through the shoulder of the one he trained. "Shit--" "O-oh dear..! [Name], I'm- I'm so sorry! I was..." The child panicked as he dropped his weapon and walked towards his trainee for today with haste, abit uncharacteristically. Thankfully, nobody really paid attention to nor noticed the both of them, due to the hall being so loud. The injured child groaned abit in pain as they clutched their shoulder, which made the directors heart fill up with guilt.

"A-again, I apologize sincerely, [name]. I'm just... Really distracted, I don't know how to explain it." He did, actually. He just really didn't want to because pf embarassment. "Maybe we should cancel the training session, I'll get you some assistance --"

"O-oh, director, don't worry about it." "..?" "It's alright. I know how you feel, actually. So I can understand. Cancelling the session really isn't necessary, It was probably my fault for treating this whole encounter weirdly in the first place... Maybe you in general, too. So I should apologize... Sorry."

The child looked abit taken aback from that statement, but shook his head and let out a relieved chuckle, "It's alright, please don't worry... I'm, uh, glad we resolved this." He smiled, a smile unusually soft and heart felt, especially coming from this one.

"Then, I hope you can come to me abit more in confidence if you need anything, [name]." The child seemed to have been abit more at ease now, which made him manage to speak quite normally.

He wondered if it would be considered weird to ask them to hang out later right in this moment.

"... I change my mind, can we bandage this?" "Ah, but ofcourse..!"

HEARTS FOR UR REQUEST <3 i had fun writing this hes so pathetic lol. i added a scenario cus i didnt rlly know how to do the hcs (ALSO SORRY IF HES OOC? im not the biggest sinnie fan so i mightve messed up oops

on another note .. i wanted to use the narrator for the id uptie stories cus i feel like it'd be neater that way. so i didnt really describe every single emotional change but im sure yall can like figure out where and what

ૢ་༘࿐ thank you for reading ! Ⳋ᧙