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Character analyses' are so fun to read because people have so many different thoughts about a single character and how that character has changed and will change in response to the environment and people around them.

Take Dazai Osamu for instance-there are so many different interpretations of his character and they figure all of that out from minute details in the novel/manga he's in. Like no, I wouldn't have figured out the connection between his ability to control his heartbeat and his humanity but thank you for taking the time out of your day to point that out.

Or someone from a completely different fandom, like say, a similar detective character who also goes around solving cases because they've inherited that trait from a mentor they deeply respect. MaoMao from Apothecary Diaries! There are numerous analysis' about not only her and how her past (being raised in a brothel) deeply affected her emotional regulation, but also posts about other people in the fandom and the symbolism behind every scene and visual metaphor used.

But in both fandoms, their respective members won't always agree with each other.

And it's just such a joy to see what people's thoughts are and their feelings about a character/characters/anything really that they're incredibly passionate about. Even if I don't always agree with them. It's just so nice to see for me. So this is a post for all who write analysis' on character's. You're doing gods work keep it up!!!

While I love any form of writing, there's a particular fondness in my heart for simple writing. The type of writing that just lays things as they are, the characters thoughts, personalities, and everything else. Not to say I don't love or hate writing that overdramaticize's things, but there's something sweet about being compared to what you see in every day life rather than the unreachable stars above.

I blame @edens-garden for this (but not really I love you bro)

So ... Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All is a game-

8th July 2021

Absolutely love this whole scene.

Tried the arcane artstyle with solangelo ☀️💀

Oleander (A MHAU fic)

(I haven't wrote in a while so bear with me and my headcanon ramblings, please enjoy and feel free to comment your thoughts!)

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Bendy’s eyes peeled open to the sound of a faint alarm, groggily met with his boring surroundings. His eyes drifted gently to his phone screen, which was wedged behind a Max plush sitting right by his pillow. He moved the raggedy rabbit aside and squint at his screen, rubbing his eyes in annoyance.

8:45

Monday, Feb 10th.

Bendy blinked, semi awake now. He put his phone back next to Max and just laid back to stare at the ceiling, the existential dread kicking in. He covered his eyes and let out an exhausted grunt, hoping to stay a while longer in his solitude until his brothers dragged him out. Perhaps he could just call in sick and sulk in bed for most of it…maybe.

He was lucky he worked at a club. He didn’t have to think about work for another few hours…but that wasn’t the only thing he was hung up about.

The demon buried his face deep in his pillow, planning to get back to ignoring the world. He knew he couldn’t pretend to sleep once he was awake but he could try, at least for today. He hoped it would be long before his thoughts ate him alive-

BOOM. His door flung open, his brother eager to start the day, because of course he was, “Bendyyy!” The demon let out a weak groan.

Boris barged in with his signature dopey smile and lovable self, though as infectious as it was, it could never rub off on him. Bendy felt himself get tackle hugged by his bro, silently wishing to be put out of his misery, but he admit the hug was nice. “Come on, wake up! Whitexx got us a pie!”

Bendy let out a bit of a chuckle, not surprised, “H..How?”

“He said Cherri made it for us. It’s homemade so it’s gonna be great, come on!” Boris attempted to drag him out but Bendy tapped his arm, signalling him to stop. The wolf allowed him to sit up himself, the demon rubbing his face tiredly which got a nervous smile from Boris. “Ya need a minute?”

“Yes…a lot actually,” Bendy yawned. He was glad his brother was understanding, it let him get away with things usually...for better or worse. Boris was just happy to see him awake. The demon still had his qualms about the timing of his twin’s endeavors, though, “I-Isn’t it a bit early for sweets? I mean…is breakfast happening or are we just gonna eat pie?”

“Oh I already made some french toast and eggs earlier, Whitexx just surprised me with a pie while I was making 'em!” Boris smiled, his tail wagging at the thought of a full course dish.

Bendy smiled weakly, giving him a pat. “Of course…”

Boris beamed and backed off for now, giving his brother his much wanted space, “Anyway, come meet us when you’re ready…though if ya take forever Whitexx is gonna come himself and ya know how he gets. Don’t be ta long!” The wolf ruffled between his brother’s horns and left with a pep in his step out the door, leaving the room as he left it. The demon could only let out a defeated sigh, knowing Boris wasn’t bluffing with his warning.

Despite this, it took a while before Bendy rolled out of bed, his tail flicking restlessly as he stretched, kicking the floor a bit with his hoof. He picked up his phone and queued a playlist, knowing he’d need the background noise as he got ready to fully face the day. The first song that played was a bit of a shock, as he hadn’t heard it since last year. The discordant intro cluing him to the memories immediately.

The demon went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, attempting to fix his tousled fur whilst he scoffed at his eye bags. The guitar kicked in while he stuck out his forked tongue, before singing along to the first words of the song.

“You…stood beside…me when I…was out of my mind…”

He opened the mirror cabinet, grabbed some medicine and slammed it shut in tandem with the next line, “I…broke the glass…and you were there…to sweep it aside…”

He took his pills and mumbled the next line, tapping his fingers on the rim of the sink as he got into the song, “and if you leabe mee…rest assured it dwould kill meee…”

Bendy got done with whatever he was doing in the bathroom, going to his computer setup to check on some stuff while the song still played, casually chanting along to the music while his computer booted up with a hum. His tail wagged to the beat as he waited, going to see if there was a game he could play before having to go socialize.

“I’ll be unclean…I’ll be obscene, you’ll be the rest…”

His train of thought was interrupted when he got a chirp from his phone, tensing as he glanced at the screen. It was a single message.

Whitexx: I’m coming in.

“Shit-” Bendy thought he’d have more time but lo and behold, his twin entered the room just liked Boris warned him. He looked at him from his chair, flush as the chorus of the song rang loud and clear:

Like an oleander

Light, white leaves

Of an oleander

White, like me

Whitexx was not surprised. Bendy just turned off the song, sheepishly trying to save face, “W..Whassup?”

His twin sighed, cutting to the chase, “You coming to eat?”

Bendy fiddled with his thumbs, “Yea…was planning to. I just needed some time to myself.”

Whitexx nods, his brows creased, “Mhm…”

Bendy could see it on his face, giving his best fake smile. He knew it was going to take a lot to assure his twin everything was fine, moreso than Boris at least. “I’m bein' honest! Ya can go chill with Bor out at the table. I’ll be out once I’ve had…some time to myself.”

“For how long though?” Whitexx asks, going over to survey over his shoulder what he was doing, “Seems like you have your mind set on playing games.”

Bendy tensed, trying not to get defensive, because then his brother would win. He huffed and leaned back in his chair while facing him, “For just a moment, I wanna catch up on some things.”

“You’re not hungry?” Whitexx questioned, concerned.

Bendy shrugged. He couldn’t care less. “No…not really.”

Whitexx hummed, his expression unreadable. Bendy hated when he pulled that off. Not only did it pull one over anyone against him in poker but it made it hell to guess what his next move was. The demon expected him to pull something off, some kind of trick to get him to play ball…something to get him away from his usual habits.

“Well, alright. I guess I’ll leave you to it…” Whitexx stated plainly, about to head out. Bendy was taken aback, for his brother seemed sincere. He narrowed his eyes, but didn’t want to push his luck so he went back to scouring his games.

“Though…I just wish you’d be honest with me.”

Bendy stopped scrolling through his library, tense. He didn’t have to look back to see his brother’s discontent. The demon huffed, there it was…

Whitexx just stood there, waiting for something, noting his brother stopped what he was doing. The white devil stayed quiet for a moment, about to leave the room when Bendy piped up again, “Why the hell do you do that…”

“Mm? Do what?” Whitexx looked over his shoulder, feigning ever knowing what he meant.

“That!” Bendy spun back around to face him, irritated, “Ya…ugh…ya read me like an open book. Stop it!” He faced away again, going back to pretending he didn’t care. Whitexx however didn’t let up, going back to invading his space. His twin just buried his head in his arms, hating it.

“…do you want me to bring your food here instead?” Whitexx asked innocently, meaning the gesture.

Bendy looked up slightly, disbelieved, “Wh..no! I said I’ll be out…I just…don’t…” The demon grunt and buried his head again, “Please I wanna be left alone…”

“You always do…” Whitexx frowned, truly knowing his brother couldn’t help it. He’s always had an issue with company, even if it was good for him. Especially now of all days…

Whitexx let them sit in silence for a bit, not wanting to completely ruffle him up. He wasn’t trying to get him to hide any further than he would, he just wanted him to improve. Bendy's been doing so well this past year…but he had his moments still. The white devil leaned against his brother’s office chair, looking around at the nearly empty room. He noted again the little amount of furniture his brother had: a bed and a plush, a night desk, and his computer setup with just two posters in front of it. Minimalist as it was, that wasn’t really the reason he kept it seldom. Whitexx pursed his lips, saddened.

Bendy felt a hand on his back, his shoulders tensing before relaxing as his brother repeated the motion. He hid his face still, knowing he couldn’t face him when the lecture inevitably came.

Whitexx surprised him again with just a hug and Bendy lifted his head to see. His twin rarely gave them to him of all people, knowing he wasn’t particularly fond of them. He only begrudgingly allowed it from Boris or their boss, so it was quite a feat, which made the demon wonder where he was going with it.

“You know people care about you, Ben…” Whitexx uttered.

Bendy paused, eyes slanting as he processed the statement, “I…I know.”

“…do you?” Whitexx retorted, upset.

Bendy just leaned into his brother, quiet. Whitexx ruffled his fur a bit, feeling his brother begin to shake so he held tighter, his tail flicking gently while Bendy’s curled in on himself. It lasted for a decent moment. When Whitexx let his brother go, Bendy looked teary eyed, quickly wiping away any evidence. His brother could only hold his face up high to get a better look at him. He still had messed up fur and those pesky eye bags, his eyes sullen and tired per usual. But…

Whitexx gave him a warm smile, “Heh…ya look better than last year, I’ll say.”

“Yea well…you’re good at that,” Bendy huffed, trying to keep from sniffling.

Whitexx chuckled, “Someone’s gotta get ya up in the mornin', and if it ain't me its Boris. Ya know we both care about cha’ right?"

Bendy paused before nodding, “…yea.”

“Mm…” Whitexx smiled, helping to wipe his tears, “and we want you ta be happy…” Bendy could only sniffle, trying not to get too choked up about his words, Whitexx helping him before giving him another hug, which his brother now fully accepted.

“...alright. Speaking of Bor…let’s go eat with him shall we? Or do you need time still?” Whitexx asked, not wanting to push him too much, imagining the emotional toll this must be causing.

Bendy finished cleaning his face, heaving as he stood up, “No…I’m good. Yer right, I should eat first…”

Whitexx smiled weakly, ruffling between his brother’s horns. Bendy blushed, it seemed to be everyone’s favorite spot to mess with. He allowed it though, he didn’t hate it anyway.

However his brother decided to ruin it, grinning, “Heh, I wonder how you’d react if Cuphead did this.” Bendy stared at him, his eye twitching.

Boris was just about finishing up his breakfast when he heard laughter and erupting anger as the two twins came running out. Bendy chased Whitexx towards the table with a flushed gray face, completely pissed, “QUIT FUCKIN’ TEASING ME!”

Whitexx could only cackle, Boris giving him an unimpressed glance which shut him up quickly. The wolf perked up when he saw his brother, which tempered the demon a little, “Mornin Ben, getcher toast while it’s still warm!”

Bendy let the steam surrounding him clear, taking a deep breath before going to serve himself a plate, leering at Whitexx as he joined him, “We’ll talk later…”

“Likewise…” The white demon chuckled, getting elbowed by his twin, “Ah-!”

“Deserved…” Bendy went to sit, Boris telling them to please stop fighting.

“It’s not a fight…just teasing,” Whitexx shrugged, rubbing his now sore side before seating himself opposite to them. Boris humphed and finished his food, Bendy glaring at Whitexx while eating his.

“Anyway, I hope ya had a decent morning, bro! Ya were in there for a bit,” Boris smiled nervously, not wanting to pry too much. Bendy was glad he didn’t, though he feared he might have overheard them.

The demon shrugged in response, “Eh, Whitexx just came in to coax me out I guess.”

“And it worked,” Whitexx added, grinning. Bendy narrowed his eyes at him, before rolling them, “Yea yea…”

“Well good thing, I didn’t want yer food ta get cold. Also…” Boris bent over to his side, reaching for a box to set on the table in front of him, “You’d miss us seein’ ya open yer gift!”

Bendy blanked, staring at the box, “…gift?” He studied the parcel, it looked like a typical package with a label and everything, though the details were crossed out. Boris looked embarrassed at how it lacked any presentability, “I was gonna wrap it, but it arrived late, eheh..”

Bendy immediately felt guilty, “Ah shit…I didn’t- Ya didn’t tell me we were gettin’ gifts this year…” He leaned his head on his palm, thinking now he had to think of what to give his brothers back.

“Oh bro ya don’t have ta! This was given by everyone, for you! Well for us three but y’know, you’d probably use it more,” Boris smiled. Whitexx gave a nod.

“Huh,” Bendy cocked a brow and went to open the flaps of the package to reveal…another package. This time though it had some interesting warnings on the side…and one that looked familiar. He tensed and opened the flap to reveal what it really was and his eyes widened. “I..Is that?”

“Yeaap. Highest storage model too…thank Betty for the suggestion,” Whitexx smiled. Bendy was speechless, pulling it out of the box and opening the case to see if it was real and it was. He’d only seen this at Betty’s…he didn’t know he’d have one of his own.

“Now ya can play yer computer games with us on the go if yer feeling low. Do ya like it?” Boris beamed, his tail wagging as he saw the look on his face.

Bendy had tears in his eyes, thinking back to Whitexx’ words. He sniffled again, quickly going to wipe his face to no avail, “A-Ah…w-well now I gotta get yall somethin…”

Whitexx smiled as he and Boris hugged him, “It’s ok bro. Happy birthday. Ya deserve it.”

Bendy smiled this time, overcome with emotions, “Y-Yeah…happy birthday to ya too, guys.” He allowed them to hold him, feeling warmth, his tail wagging. And for a moment, he let himself be happy on his birthday…not feeling like such a burden.

Happy 8th Anniversary to BaTIM!

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Happy new year everyone!

Hope you have an amazing 2023, have sweet new experiences and enjoy everyday :)

Have a picture of noodle stopper Sakura Miku in Android camera quality to bless your 2023

This is me, trying something in paint for the first time jajajaja. I don't have any idea of anything about drawing so I did just how I thought it would be good (of course with some references)

No Innuendo (Ray x Reader)

(ᴀ/ɴ: ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ.)

DETAILS

Genre: ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ (ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛ)

Gender: ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ

Warnings: ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ

Word Count: 3135 ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ

Drained. If he were asked how he felt years ago, that would be his answer. It was draining to keep up appearances for the sake of being the shining bright hero. He felt tired and drained. At one point, he was having a dilemma with who he was. The dread of being in a constant battle against himself was slowly eating him. 

A star should shine, they say. But he felt like he was drowning. Amidst the popularity and persona he's portraying, something 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 was stirring within him. It's not like the public knows what his power is. Who knows what would happen if it ever got leaked? Would they still stare at him in awe? Or are they going to all turn away and look for another star?

Those were his thoughts years ago when he slowly accepted his fate as a hero. But who could've thought? Not him. He thought he would always be that "hero" then. A shining star in the sky, being stared upon by millions of people and being idolized like he's a god. Shining but alone.

Then you came along. No, you were just passing by. Wrong term again. You were robbing a house years ago. He just happened to be there. He was confused. Seeing a thief playing with the housecat they're supposed to be stealing from was never a sight he expected.

And shit.

How dare his lips crack a smile. How dare his body stay frozen and only watch you from afar. 

Yes, he won't lie.

What he did after that is...stalkerish. Tracking you down, trying to find an opportunity to get closer to you. He could easily do that as a hero. Finding you and using his fame to track you is easier but no, that would be too intimidating for you.

A lot of things have happened since then. Fighting aliens was never what he expected to be doing in the future but here he is. And then there's another one, a big change he welcomed wholly, you.

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He took off his cape, then glanced at your figure on the bed. You probably fell asleep for a few hours now. He can't blame you, he was gone for a while. He had rescued some people from another alien attack, coming home at midnight just now.

"...Star?"

He calls out just to confirm. When he didn't hear any shift or answer, he walked into the bathroom. After a long day, a warm shower might do him good. Especially after fighting aliens for who knows how long since they attacked suddenly. 

He turns on the shower. The fog blurs the mirror cover as the warm water cascades down his body. It felt...nice. He's not that physically hurt much, but a nice long shower is his go-to after hero work. 

His mind rewinds to that encounter just a few weeks ago. He was testing you and for a moment, he had thought he failed you. If it wasn't for your explanation, he would've...well, made shining the brightest a reality. For you to look for Ray instead of his persona, you know what words to say. 

His mind was cut off when he heard a creak. He looks slightly over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow as he catches your familiar figure in the doorway. 

"Star, I'll finish soon."

He spoke softly, seeing you peeking inside. His eyes met yours and..there was a long moment of staring before you spoke. You just woke up, and your voice is a bit groggy still as you speak.

"Take your time."

You coughed, clearing your throat more clearly before asking.

"Did you just come home?'

He tilts his head back, thinking for a moment before answering. He's not sure whether to face you or if you can see all of him through the shower mirror.

"Yes, a few minutes ago. Sorry, it took longer than expected."

He replied, running a hand over his damp hair. He turns off the shower and you perk up.

"You're leaving?"

He stops in his tracks with your question.

"The shower? Yes."

He answered.

"You usually take long ones."

"Yes, but you're awake."

"You didn't wake me though."

"..."

He turns slightly, glancing at your foggy figure through the shower mirror.

"What do you suggest, star?"

He heard you hum and you stepped closer to the shower mirror door.

"You should take your usual showers. I think I could use one too."

He tilts his head to the left, a small smirk forming his lips but before he could say something suggestive, you spoke again.

"No innuendos."

𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨.

He bit his lip to stifle a chuckle before responding.

"Okay, no innuendos for today. Come on then."

He slides the door open and meets you face to face. He leans back against the cold tile.

"Don't tell me you're going in with your clothes on."

"I'm working on it. Patience, hero."

He chuckles as you roll your eyes while he watches you discard your clothes aside. He never thought he would feel so...domestic one day. Once again, you're making him feel things he thought he would never feel.

"I'll hop in now."

You spoke and he nodded. He held a hand to help you in, making sure you wouldn't slip as you stepped inside.

"Comfortable?"

"Hm."

You hum, sliding the door closed. He met your gaze and saw how it dropped to his body.

"...Eyes up here. No innuendos, you say."

He commented and you hit his arm. He laughed a bit while you found an excuse.

"It's an involuntary thing!"

"Right. You checked out people involuntarily, star?"

"I mean..."

He raised a brow when you pursed your lips as if thinking about it. Then you grin and look up at him.

"Only if it's you." 

You spoke so teasingly. He took a discreetly deep breath when you smiled so flirtatiously afterward.

"You like playing dangerous games, star."

"Hey, I said no innuendos."

You spoke and he shook his head, turning on the shower again. He sighs as the water flows down his body, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again to glance at you.

The cap of the shampoo bottle clicks as you open it up. He watches as you squeeze some amount on your palm then looks up at him.

"Come on, duck down a bit."

He smiles in amusement but follows anyway. He turns the shower off again.

"Wait here."

He opens the sliding door and looks beneath the sink where he keeps a shower chair. He steps out for a moment, turning his back to you while he retrieves it.

"𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙚."

He heard your thoughts and he already knew where you were looking. Somehow, your thoughts get louder when you're thinking of risqué things. It amuses him.

"No innuendos, y/n."

He spoke while he was getting the shower chair, using your own words again. He heard you gasp for a moment.

"Don't read my mind."

"I was not, you're thinking too loud, star."

"That doesn't make sense."

"Sure it doesn't."

He walks back and places the shower chair down before closing the door. 

"Do you still have the shampoo on your palm?"

"Hm." 

You hummed and gestured for him to sit down quickly. He follows anyway by sitting down and tilting his head back. He sighs as you massage his hair.

"...Did you insist on joining me just to do this?"

"What? No."

He chuckles.

"You're a very good liar."

You rolled your eyes and continued lathering his hair with shampoo.

"Your hairstyle is very different when you're in your hero outfit."

He sighs.

"Yeah, my makeup artist does that."

"You have makeup artists? Plural?"

He chuckles. His eyes are closed as he answers.

"I do. Appearance and all that."

"Hm. I do like your hair better when it's down though.."

𝙊𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙨 𝙍𝙖𝙮

He opens his eyes.

"Star."

"Hm?"

He pauses for a moment. His lips parted as he thought of how to say it.

"Remember when we met..not exactly the first time but.. when I asked you about your opinion of Binary Star Hero? Back when you didn't know yet it was..me too."

He watches you blink. Your hands slow down in massaging his hair as you think about it.

"Yeah, I do remember."

"You don't like his eyes and smile."

"I don't."

You confirmed. 

"Why is that again?"

You pursed your lips as you thought about your answer before trying to remember how you said it again. Your hands gently run through his shampooed hair.

"Like there was something strange or unsettling with his bright smile and red eyes..?"

He hums, nodding.

"Something like that."

He thinks for a moment before continuing.

"It's like you saw right through me, even on the television screen."

He watches as you chuckle and shake your head.

"I mean, I think I wasn't the only human thinking about it, you know?"

"Maybe."

He reaches for your hand, putting it against his cheek while looking up at you.

"How about mine?"

"Yours?"

"Yeah, mine's. You said you like my hair better when it's down. How about my eyes or my smile?"

He caught sight of how your lips quirked up.

"I like it better too."

"Really?"

"Yeah, your sleepy eyes."

"Sleepy eyes?"

He watches you chuckle as you continue.

"You always have these tired eyes and a smirk. Oh, and the moles too.”

“The moles?”

“Yeah, those moles. It fits you naturally.”

You spoke, remembering when he first stepped into that cafe.

"You were cold by the way, at first."

He chuckles.

"Ah, that."

"Yeah, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩."

"Don't you like cold guys?"

"What? No."

"You found me good-looking though."

"I---Did you read my mind that time?"

You confronted and he hums, closing his eyes.

"Wash my hair, please. I'm going to turn blind and you won't see my tired eyes again."

He evades the question although you already knew the answer. You sighed and turned the small shower head on to use. The water felt nice as it rinsed the shampoo out of his hair. 

Warm.

Comfortable.

Contentment.

He opens his eyes again once you turn it off. He sat up straight.

"Your turn."

"My turn?"

"Yes, star. Your turn.”

He replied as he reached for the shampoo bottle again. He watches you sit down on the shower chair now.

"The chair is comfortable."

"I got it as a gift."

"A gift?"

You ask and he nods, washing your hair gently before lathering it with shampoo.

"I think it was a fan gift or something."

"A fan gave you...this?"

"...You'll be surprised by what kind of gifts they sent me."

"I don't know if I should be creeped out."

He stifled a chuckle.

"Fans are...fans."

You nod. He watches your eyes close as he gently washes your hair. His fingers prevent the water from pouring down your face. His eyes take note of each of your features, etching them into his mind.

"Done."

He spoke, turning the water off and helping you up. He smiles at you after putting away the shower chair.

"Come here. Soap next."

He watches as you raise an eyebrow.

"No innuendos?"

"You should be the one asking yourself that."

He replied as you pursed your lips slightly. 

"Your hands tend to wander, star."

He continued, seeing the slight flush of your face. 

"That makes me sound like a pervert."

"Are you not?"

"I am not!"

He laughs. His shoulders shake as he covers his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Fine, soap up my back then?"

"Your back?"

"Yeah, no wandering."

You grinned and he shook his head, pointing a finger at you.

"Bad star."

"I wasn't even saying anything."

"I could hear the gears turning in your head."

"I won't wander!"

You promised and he cocks an eyebrow.

"Promise?"

"...promise."

He bites his lip to stop laughing at the hesitation in your voice.

"Here."

He gave the soap to you, entrusting it to your hands before turning around. He could hear how giddy you were deep inside your mind as you soap up his back. Your hands lingered on his shoulder and traced the lines on his back down his waist then up again. At least, you haven't wandered yet.

"...Can I soap up the front too?"

He turns to you with an amused smile. 

"Since you didn't wander off, I could trust you just a little bit."

He watches you smile up to him with sparkles in your eyes. He shakes his head and reaches for your hand, placing it against his chest.

"Careful, okay?"

"I won't stray from the top. I promise."

"Good star."

He lets go of your hand and lets you begin. Watching you soap his chest and then up his shoulder, he sighs. He pushes stray hair behind your ear.

"You're soaping my chest too much."

He pointed out, which you just shrugged at before lowering your hands to his abdomen. He could practically hear your thoughts again. Your 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙 thoughts. 

He clears his throat.

"Remember your promise?"

"Hm? Oh, I do."

You replied, glancing up at him as if innocent from what you were thinking just now.

"...I think I'm full of soap now."

"You are?"

He covers a laugh, gently stealing the soap away from your hand while you sulk a bit.

"Yes, you’ve done enough.”

“I’m not soap up yet.”

Your response made him quirk an eyebrow, a bit caught off guard. He saw the satisfaction in your eyes while watching the slight tint of red on his cheeks.

“Is that an invitation?”

He questioned to which you responded with an innocent smile once again.

“I was just saying. Why? Are you offering?”

𝘿𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧.

You give him a smirk and he turns the shower on. The sudden spray of warm water surprises you as it hits your direction.

“Wha—Hey!”

You protested. He laughs before turning it off.

“There, I can soap you up now.”

“A little warning is much appreciated.”

“Well, your thoughts need some cleansing.”

“Don’t intrude my thoughts now!”

He laughs, guiding you softly to turn around. His hands massage your shoulder, attempting to calm you down and apologize. 

“Okay, okay, that was my bad.”

He spoke with a chuckle, pressing a quick kiss between the juncture of your shoulder and neck. 

“You’re a bad hero.”

You commented and he laughed more against your now wet skin from the shower. He placed one final kiss against the same spot before spreading the soap on his hands. He gently lathers up from your shoulder.

“Feels good?”

“Hm. I’m still deciding.”

He shakes his head in mirth at your hard-to-get attitude but continues to massage your muscles while lathering your back with soap.

“You feel tense here.”

“Where?”

“Here.”

He pressed further just below your lower back. He smirks up as he hears a satisfied moan leave your lips. 

“So?

“Y...Yeah, that felt good.”

He hums in satisfaction, wrapping his arms around your waist. He rests his chin on your shoulder as he hugs you from behind.

“We should get you a better bed. That might help these muscles.”

“We don’t need to. I’m just getting older.”

“You speak like you’re sixty.”

You roll your eyes. He felt you leaning back against his chest. He catches your eyes when you tilt your head up slightly to look at him.

“You don’t get back aches?”

“Normally? No. Only if I hit the wall hard during a fight.”

“A wall? Are you sure your spine is still in proper shape?”

“I am. I go to check-ups for a reason.”

You hum. He watches as you close your eyes as if savoring the peacefulness surrounding the both of you in the shower. The only sound is their breathing and the water droplets from the faucet.

His thumbs put firm pressure on the spots on either side of your lower back again. He savors your soft moan as he gently massages the area in circles, relieving the tension stored in it.

“..Ray?”

“Hm?”

There was silence for a moment although he already knew what you were trying to say. He can read how your mind goes that way and he had to stifle a chuckle until you finally voice it out.

“You’re poking me.”

“Your mind described it as throbbing.”

“Ray!”

“You were making sweet sounds.”

He replied and pulled away. He leans back against the cold tiled walls and crosses his arms. He watches as you turn around to glance at him. Such a curious cat to even take a peek down his body. Shameless. 

He chuckles and turns on the shower, spraying the both of you underneath.

“Come, let’s wash up before you break your promise.”

The shower routine felt more domestic than he expected. Although there were some teasing moments and how he tried ignoring your thoughts, he managed to finish up. He dries his hair with a towel while you're dressing yourself into your usual pajamas. He's on his sweaters now as well.

"It's so early.."

He heard your comment. He glances at the clock. It is early, only two hours past midnight.

"Sleepy again?"

He asks and you shake your head.

"I can't sleep now."

He hums. That's what you always say when asking to cuddle with him.

"Ray, cuddle with me."

𝙃𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙞𝙩.

He glances at your figure on the bed through the mirror. He's getting used to this more and more, and looking forward to you asking him like this every night.

"Move a bit to the side."

He walks closer and settles down beside you on the bed. His arm propped up while resting his cheek on his hand.

"Alright, scoot closer."

And you did. He sighs and cups your cheek with one hand, gently caressing it with his thumb.

"Are you gonna kiss me goodnight?"

You asked.

𝙉𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧.

He chuckles, his cheeks tinting a bit. You could be bold in one minute.

"You want me to?"

"I think it would make me sleep easier."

"You always say that."

"And I always fall asleep after."

He can't say anything against that. You do fall asleep quickly afterward. His kiss somehow feels like a magic kiss at this point. 

"Ray?"

He shifted, leaning closer. His thumb is still caressing your cheek before his hand slides down your chin. He tilts your head slightly.

"Goodnight kiss it is then."

He replied and pressed a kiss to your forehead, then down to your nose, and finally, captured your lips with his. You welcomed him, even pulling him close. His lips move sweetly and gently against yours, deepening the kiss. 

It felt...nice being accepted like this. Just a few years ago, he let you get away with robbing the house of a legislator. Now, he's letting you steal his heart away.

Roryan Brassa for @friendofthefugitive

I made two Lego Slendermans, or Slendermen, however you wish to word it! The red one was my first version. I know he's not wearing a tie, but it was the closest I could find at the time. The one with the black tie is my second one. I realized I made the second one with the female torso but shhhhh, we can just say that's extra shading or Slenderwoman if it bothers you too much. I saw a fully white Lego head & it just came to me for the first one, I need to find a way to make black tendrils now. I place both of them above my doorframe, so it's pretty epic when I look up & see them :3