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Friday, I'm in Love - Remus Lupin x Reader

"Remus found himself visiting the shop more often and Y/N found herself looking forward to his unplanned but always promised visits." 

AN - I had this idea for a fic ages ago and it's taken me so long to write for some reason. I hope you enjoy n please give it a reblog if you do <3 I also have a lil list of songs that I listened to while writing this so let me know if you want me to post it

It was a slow morning, to say the least. Outside, the downpour was relentless, each raindrop drumming against the thin glass of the record shop’s front windows, blurring the already muted colours of the street beyond. The warm glow of the shop lights barely reached the pavement.  

Y/N hadn’t seen a customer in over an hour and the stillness had settled into a comfortable rhythm. She passed the time by meticulously arranging the coins in the till, the soft clinking sounds punctuating the quiet. The final notes of a record filled the room before slowing to a comforting crackle. Choosing the music that played instore was one of the few small joys on slow days. 

She wandered over to the old turntable, her fingers trailing along the edge of a weathered box of records. The sleeves, many of them worn and well-loved, slipped past her fingers as she thumbed through them. After a moment of contemplation, she settled on one, slipping it from its sleeve and setting it on the turntable, guiding the needle to the edge. The familiar crackle started once more, followed by the comforting notes of the music.  

Y/N hummed to herself as she wandered around the small shop, flitting between the shelves, straightening records, adjusting displays and dusting off the shelves. She was working alone today, however, she didn’t mind the solitude – there was something peaceful about the quiet, empty shop, surrounded by rows of records and the soft glow old the old lamps. With no one to talk to and no customers to serve, she settled herself back behind the till, pouring herself a fresh mug of coffee and perching on the counter behind her, reaching for her book that she kept stashed away. 

She had just settled into a good part of her book when the sharp jingle of the bell above the door startled her. She looked up, the shop’s quiet suddenly disrupted as a gust of cool, rain-scented air swept in. A man stepped inside shaking droplets from his coat as he paused in the doorway, taking in the warmth of the shop. 

For a moment, their eyes met and Y/N felt a flutter of surprise at the sudden presence. She closed her book softly, setting it aside as she slid off the counter. He was dripping from the rain, his jacket soaked through and his hair slightly dishevelled. His eyes scanned the room before they finally landed on her. He offered a small, almost sheepish smile as he stepped further inside. 

“Bloody horrible out there, isn’t it?” he said, his voice warm despite the miserable weather. He ran a hand through his damp hair, attempting to tame it as he gave her a lopsided grin.  

“Absolutely,” she agreed, “You can hang your jacket up while you look around if you like? There’s nothing worse than a soggy coat while you’re trying to shop.” she gestured towards the coat stand adjacent to the door.  

He smiled appreciatively, immediately taking her up on the offer and shedding the sodden jacket, revealing a rumpled jumper underneath.  

“Thank you. It’s nice to be out of the rain for a bit.” he said, his eyes flickering over the shelves of records that lined the walls. 

“Can I get you a coffee or anything? It’s only meant to be for staff, but you look like you could do with warming up.” 

He looked pleasantly surprised, a grateful smile spreading across his face. 

“That would be lovely, actually. As long as it won’t get you into trouble?” 

Y/N laughed shaking her head, “It’s only me in today and I won’t tell if you don’t.” 

He chuckled, clearly relieved, “Deal. I appreciate it.” 

With a nod, she moved behind the counter, grabbing the coffee pot from the warmer and pouring it into a clean mug. A moment later, she joined him by the shelves, handing him the steaming cup. 

“Here you go. Try not to spill any on the records - you’ll get me sacked and I actually quite like this job.” she teased.  

He took the mug with a grin, “I’ll try to be extra careful. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for your imminent unemployment.” 

“Glad to hear it. I’ll be over there,” she jutted her head towards the till, “Give me a shout if you need anything.” 

She watched him as he browsed; he was interesting to look at. His trousers were slightly too short for his lanky frame, and with every step they revealed glimpses of his mismatched socks. His hair, now starting to dry, was settling into soft waves. When she had handed him the mug, she had noticed that his hands were marked with white scars, matching the ones that adorned his face. He seemed absorbed in the records, flipping through them with a thoughtful expression. Occasionally, he would pause to examine a cover. After a short while, he approached the counter with a small stack of records in hand. 

 “I think I’ve found a few that might be worth a listen.” he set them down with a satisfied smile. 

“Yeah? Any particular mood you’re going for, or just exploring?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.  

“Just exploring. I haven’t bought any new ones in a while.” he shrugged. 

“Let’s see what you’ve picked, then.” she reached out, “I promise I won’t judge – at least, not to your face anyway.” 

“Fair enough. I’ll take my chances.” he leaned forward on the counter as he watched her inspect his choices. 

“Hey this is good one- Unknown Pleasures.” 

“Yeah? I’ve heard a couple songs, y’know on the radio and stuff. Thought I’d give it a proper go.” he pulled down the sleeves of his jumper over his hands, toying with a loose thread as he spoke to her, “What about this one? You listened to it?” 

She turned the album over in her hands, poring over the track list on the back. She frowned and shook her head. 

“I haven’t actually. Heard of it, but never gave it a listen.” she totted up his total as she spoken to him, “You’ll have to let me know if it’s worth a listen. 

He reached into the pocket of his trousers and pulled out a small pile of coins, dropping them into her outstretched palm as he counted them.  

“It’s been nice speaking to you.” he smiled sincerely at her, “Oh, and thanks again for the coffee.”  

“No worries at all. It’s nice having someone to chat to on slow days like today.” she glanced up at him and she put his money into the till, “Thanks for not spilling it all over the albums.”  

He grinned as he took the bag of records and headed towards the door, pausing momentarily to shrug his jacket back on. With one last nod in her direction, he pushed the door open and stepped back out into the rain, the shop once again settling into its quiet rhythm. 

A few weeks later, the weather had shifted from the relentless rain to a drearier drizzle. Inside, Y/N was immersed in sorting out a new batch of records behind the counter, the crackle of vinyl playing softly in the background. 

The familiar jingle of the doorbell caught her attention and she smiled to herself when she saw who it was. 

“Back already?” she grinned.  

“Couldn’t stay away apparently.” he stepped inside, shaking the rain from his umbrella and looking around with an appreciative nod, “I was just passing actually, thought I’d stop by and see what’s new.” 

This time, he looked more prepared for the weather, sliding his umbrella into the stand by the door. His hair was now tousled in a more deliberate way, though the sense of casual coolness in his clothes remained. 

“You’ve got great timing.” 

He cocked his head and looked at her quizzically, walking over to where she stood at the counter. 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah. We just got a delivery this morning. I’m just sorting through it if you want to take a look?” 

He nodded and moved to stand opposite her, resting his elbows on the wooden countertop. As he leaned in, his eyes focused on the box of records, his fingers lightly brushing over the album covers. 

He began to sift through the records, carefully flipping through the albums. As he examined each one, the two of them fell into a comfortable rhythm, their conversation flowing easily. Every so often, they would both reach for a record at the same time, their fingers brushing against each other's. Each time, he would glance up with a sheepish smile, his cheeks flushing slightly as he mumbled an apology.  

“I didn’t catch your name last time.” Y/N said, filling the silence, “I feel a bit rude not knowing it.” 

“Remus.” he looked up, eyes locking with hers, “and yours?” 

She smiled and pointed to the name badge pinned to her t-shirt. His cheeks tinged pink again and he quickly looked down at the album in his hands and then back to her. 

“Oh, yeah, I’m an idiot.” he laughed, “I should’ve noticed that.”  

She laughed softly, waving off his embarrassment, “You’re fine, don’t worry,” she said, her tone reassuring, then with a nod towards the album in his hands, she asked, “Any of them catch your eye?” 

They spent the next half an hour deeply immersed in a spirited discussion about music, bouncing from one artist to another. Remus’s enthusiasm was palpable; he could have spent hours delving into the intricacies of his favourite albums. His passion was evident in the way that he spoke, animated and engaged. He had taken to leaning forward, his forearms resting on the counter as he spoke to her.  

Eventually, he glanced up at the old clock hanging on the wall and realised how late it had gotten, “I should probably get going.” he said, reluctantly straightening up, “It’s been great talking music with you, though. Thanks for all the recommendations.” 

“Anytime. Small price to pay for having someone to talk to on a quiet shift.” she smiled, sliding the album he had bought into a bag. 

Remus came to the record store more and more often over the following months. They had settled into a familiar routine, discussing the merits of the latest addition to his collection and conversing about different genres and artists. Over the months, he had collected a plethora of albums: Ramones, David Bowie, The Cure, Fleetwood Mac, Joy Division. Anything that she recommended, he would buy and the next time he stopped by they would have a lengthy discussion about it. Remus found himself visiting the shop more often and Y/N found herself looking forward to his unplanned but always promised visits. 

One afternoon, they were having a fairly heated discussion. Y/N had hoisted herself up on the counter behind the till, and Remus was leaning forward, propped up on his elbows on the counter facing her.  

“I mean, you can’t deny the impact of Three Imaginary Boys,” Remus said, “It’s got that sort of gritty edge that you don’t get in their later stuff.” 

Y/N shook her head, her eyes sparkling with conviction, “I get that, but sometimes it’s not about the sound it’s about how the music makes you feel. With their later stuff it’s like they took all of that energy and polished it and made it into something great.” 

Remus raised an eyebrow, the scar across his lip stretching as he smirked, “Are you saying that because you think its natural progression, or just because you’re a fan of their later stuff?” 

“Both.” she replied with a grin. 

Their voices were animated, the shop’s usual quiet atmosphere was replaced with the lively exchange, each of them passionately defending their point with the occasional joking jab to the other.  

As the conversation continued, Y/N shifted her position slightly, causing a stack of records to wobble precariously. Remus’s lanky frame stretch across the counter, straining to try and steady them. Their hands brushed briefly, lingering for a moment longer than usual. They exchanged a quick, knowing glance before returning to their previous positions. 

“Do you want to go out for a drink or something sometime?” Remus blurted the words out before he even realised what he was saying. 

Y/N paused, her eyes widening slightly as she processed the sudden, unexpected offer. Remus’s face flushed a deep shade of red, and he fumbled with the album he was holding, suddenly very interested in the cover. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to-” he stammered, feeling a wave of embarrassment, “I just thought it might be nice to hang out outside the shop, y’know, when you’re not working and being paid to talk music with me.” 

Y/N smiled at his nervous rambling, “I’d like that. It sounds like a lot of fun.” 

Relief washed over Remus, and he looked up, meeting her eyes with a hopeful grin, “Really? Brilliant. I wasn’t sure if it was too forward or-” 

“No, not at all.” she cut off his worry before he could spiral, “Friday?” 

Friday afternoon arrived faster than Remus had anticipated, and by the time he reached the bar, his nerves had crept back in. The bar was warm and dimly lit, with old wooden beams and music humming from a jukebox tucked in the corner. As he stepped inside, he scanned the room and spotted Y/N almost immediately. She was seated near the window, her fingers drumming against the scrubbed wooden table as she stared out of the window. 

“Sorry, I’m late. The rain-” he wiped his palms nervously against his jeans. 

“You’re not late, don’t worry. I’m early if anything.” she gestured to the seat opposite her, inviting him to sit down. 

Relieved, Remus nodded and slipped into the chair, the tension in his shoulders easing a bit, “Good, I was worried I’d kept you waiting.” 

“Not at all.” she assured him, “Besides, it gave me time to order us some drinks.” She gestured to the table, where two glasses awaited, “I hope you don’t mind. I took the liberty of choosing something for us.” 

It was strange seeing him outside the context of the record store. The casual way he carried himself was different from his usual, more reserved demeanour. As he picked up his drink to take a sip, Y/N’s eyes drifted up to the cigarette that was tucked behind his ear. 

“S’a nervous habit.” he said, catching her looking and smiling ruefully. 

“So,” Y/N started, leaning in slightly with a teasing glint in her eyes. “Are you prepared to defend all your music opinions tonight, or are we calling a truce?” 

Remus laughed, “I didn’t come here unarmed, but I’ll call a truce—for now.” 

He glanced over at the jukebox in the corner, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a few coins, sliding them across the table to Y/N with a playful grin.  

“Here.” he said, “Why don’t you go and pick something? I’m pretty sure that we’ve just heard the same two songs on loop. Unless, of course, you have a soft spot for cheesy ballads?” 

“Please, I’ve got better taste than that.” she raised an eyebrow as she took the coins, “Although the thought of making you sit through Total Eclipse of the Heart isn’t entirely unappealing.” 

Remus chuckled, leaning back in his chair as he watched her stand, “I’ll be on my best behaviour then,” he replied, “No one deserves that kind of torture.” 

Y/N made her way to the jukebox, scanning the selection, taking her time as she pondered her choices. After a moment, she made her pick and returned to the table with a triumphant smile. 

“Your ears are safe for now,” she said, sliding back into her seat, “I went with something a little less torturous.” 

“You always get bonus points for Bowie,” Remus smiled, looking at her over the top of his glass, “Good call.” 

Y/N’s knee bumped against Remus’s as she shifted in her seat. Instead of immediately pulling away, Remus remained still, their legs pressed together. The contact lingered as Y/N glanced at him, her cheeks warming slightly. She could feel the gentle pressure of his leg against hers and the warmth it brought. 

Remus looked over at her, his gaze soft and a bit uncertain. He could feel his heart rate pick up, but he didn’t move away. Instead, he allowed himself to relax into the contact. 

As the evening continued, their closeness remained, the subtle touch of their legs became a quiet reminder of the connection they were building. Each time one of them would go up to put a song on the jukebox, the small movement seemed almost rehearsed. They would slip back into their seat, their legs resuming their previous position almost instinctively.  

“I think we’ve exhausted every good song on the jukebox.” Y/N noted an hour or so later, returning to the table once again.  

“I thought the exact same thing-” his voice trailed off as the song that began playing caught his ear, “You promised no cheesy ballads!”  

Y/N held her hands up in mock surrender, a mischievous glint in her eye, “I never promised.” she said, leaning in slightly, “I just couldn’t help winding you up a bit.” 

“I should have known better.” Remus shook his head jokingly, “And I’ve ran out of change so I can’t put something else on.” 

“You’re joking.” Y/N’s eyes widened, “I just used the last of mine as well. I refuse to let Total Eclipse of the Heart be the last song we hear tonight.”  

Y/N drained the last of her drink her eyebrows knitting together as she thought. Remus fidgeted in his seat, reaching his hand up to rub at the back of his neck nervously. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before the words finally came out. 

“Why don’t you come back to mine?” 

The words hung in the air for a moment, both of them surprised by his sudden boldness. He quickly added, “I mean, only if you want to. I don’t know if you know this but I have a pretty good record collection.” he let out a shaky laugh. 

“Oh, yeah?” she leaned forward a little, eyes sparkling, “I wonder where you got those from.” 

As they walked, Remus began to explain, almost apologetically, that he shared his place with two friends. He spoke casually, describing the flat as small and a bit cluttered. His tone was slightly self-deprecating as he mentioned the occasional mess, but he assured her that it wasn’t too chaotic.  

“Luckily they’re out tonight, at a party of something.” he mused, “otherwise they’d talk your ear off as soon as you stepped through the door.” 

“Are you not a party kind of person then?”  

“Absolutely not.” Remus dug around in his pocket for his keys, retrieving them with a jingle and unlocked the door. Remus ushered her up the stairs almost immediately. 

“Would’ve made them tidy up downstairs if I had planned this properly.” he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, “At least I know that my room is somewhat clean.” 

Y/N smiled at him reassuringly, following him into his bedroom. She didn’t know Remus all too well, but his room was the pure essence of him. His bed was pushed up against one wall, a cosy mess of sheets and blankets, a wooden bedside table sat proudly beside it, a stack of books perched precariously on top.  

Y/N made a beeline for the record player that sat in the corner of the room, two boxes of records placed on the floor beside it.  

“Mind if I put something on?” she asked, beginning to flick through the albums before he could answer. 

“Go for it,” he smiled, “I’ll go get us a drink while you choose.” 

Remus’s heart was racing a little as he walked down to the kitchen. She was in his room and he didn’t know what to do. He was so comfortable around her in the confines of the record shop, but now she was here, in his space, looking through his records and smiling at him in a way that made his heart melt. 

“Pull yourself together, idiot.” he muttered as he crossed to the fridge, pulling out two bottles of beer.  

When Remus came back into the room, bottles in hand, he couldn’t help but grin at the sight before him. Y/N was sat cross legged on the floor, completely absorbed in the albums she had spread out around her. A pile of records rested in her lap as she sifted through them, occasionally pausing to inspect a cover or read the tracklist on the back. The warm glow of the lamp on his bedside table cast a soft glow over the scene, making everything feel somehow more intimate and familiar.  

He cleared his throat softly, handing her one of the beers as he sat down on the floor next to her, trying to mask the nervous energy still buzzing in his chest. 

“You’ve got a pretty solid collection her,” she said, raising her bottle in appreciation. 

“Thanks.” he replied with a slight chuckle, though he knew most of those records had come from her recommendations. 

She slid one of the records from its sleeve, glancing at him briefly before getting up to place it on the turntable. The needle dropped, and soon enough, the low hum of music filled the room, ground the quiet tension between them. 

As she sat back down, their knees brushed again, but this time, neither of them pulled away. Instead, they both stayed in the easy closeness. Y/N turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, catching him staring at her. He quickly looked away, a soft blush creeping up his neck. She smiled to herself, leaning back on her hands. 

“Y’know you have a couple of doubles?” she said after a moment. 

“Hm?” Remus blinked, looking over at her. 

“Yeah.” she grinned, holding up two identical copies of Lonon Calling, “When I was looking through, I noticed you’ve got quite a few albums twice. D’you keep spares or something?” 

Remus let out a nervous laugh, rubbing a hand across his face, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks, “Yeah, uh.. About that.” 

Y/N tilted her head, her grin widening. “What? You just really love The Clash?” 

He sighed, giving her a sheepish look, “Not exactly. I, uh... ran out of records I wanted to buy.” 

“So, you just bought the same ones again?” her brows furrowed together. 

“I didn’t want to stop coming in.” Remus’s gaze was fixed on the floor. 

Her smile softened as the meaning behind his words sank in, “You didn’t want to stop coming in?” she repeated, her tone teasing but gentle.  

Remus nodded, eyes still on the floor as if he wished it would just swallow him whole, “Yeah. I mean, the records were a good excuse, but.. It was more about seeing you.” 

Y/Nfelt her cheeks warm. She hadn’t been expecting him to admit it so openly, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say. She nudged him lightly with her shoulder, trying to ease the tension. 

“You could’ve just said you wanted to see me, y’know. Would’ve saved you some money.” she teased.  

He let out a shaky laugh, finally looking up to meet her eyes, “Yeah, well, hindsight’s a wonderful thing.”  

“Well, for the record,” she held up one of his albums playfully, “You didn’t need a reason to come back. I would’ve liked seeing you anyway.” 

Remus blinked, surprised by the ease with which she said it, “Yeah?” 

“Yeah.” her voice was softer, almost shy now, “I thought that was obvious.” 

They stayed there in the quiet for a moment, their legs still touching, the air between them thick with something unspoken.  

“Don’t supposed you kept your receipts?” Y/N turned to face him. 

He laughed, shaking his head, “Nah. I wasn’t exactly thinking that far ahead.” 

Without thinking, Y/N leaned in, and Remus found himself tilting his head slightly to meet her halfway. Their lips brushed together softly at first, one of Remus’s hands trailing up to cup the side of her face in his hand. When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads rested against each other, breathless smiles lighting up their faces. 

“You’re a bit of an idiot, y’know that?” she teased. 

“Yeah... probably.” he just smiled and kissed her again. 

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

could i have prompt “I think we’re past the point of being just friends.” for levi?

Leviathan is totally happy being just friends with you. He loves having someone to cry about the latest anime that emotionally devastated him. Having a player two that will nod along intently as he talks about the best strats for the game on the screen. Social events have never been easier when he's been able to huddle with you in a corner away from normies.

It's so great being friends with you. And he is totally content with that. He definitely does not stare at your hands thinking about how nice it would be to hold them. He doesn't have dreams about hearing you confess your love to him that have his heart racing even upon waking. He also absolutely under no circumstances finds himself wishing that all the times you'd jokingly flirted with him were real. Nope. Not at all.

Okay, maybe he wants to be a little more than friends. And maybe he thinks about what it would be like to kiss you. He might even have some photos in his drawer that he looks at when he feels like you've been away from him for too long. He stares at them and thinks if you were both more than friends it wouldn't be weird if he told you he missed you. If you were more than friends he'd also be able to ask for more of your time than he already has.

He should say something, voice the reason why he's staring at you longer than usual. Why he seems to fall into a greater slump than normal when you hang out with someone else instead of him. Except, there's just one problem. He can't see you liking him back. He'd be miserable if you rejected him. Even more so if after that you distanced yourself from him. So, he keeps it to himself. And sometimes, he's too overjoyed being around you that he forgets.

You've turned up at his door, in your hands, a limited addition figure that he would've had to traverse the comforts of his room to purchase instore. He'd mentioned it to you in passing, not once expecting you to do it for him. "Ta da!" You present the figure to him, and he's quick to usher you into his room. Already picking out where to display it.

"Thank you so much but you didn't have to go out of your way for me." He feels giddy, placing the figure among his collection.

"I just happened to remember on my walk home about it coming out today so I made a detour, just for you." So giddy that he completely misses the undertones of your last words.

"I'm so lucky to have you as a friend."

"I guess..." his heart drops at that. Did he miss something? Did he say the wrong thing? Was he not thankful enough? The panic is clear on his face. "It's just... I think we’re past the point of being just friends.” He pauses, squinting as his brain tries to compute the information.

"Like best friends?" You blink once. Twice. Only to shake your head. His brows furrow. If you don't mean best friends then what else is there? "Oh you mean... you with someone like me... HUH?" He shoots up in surprise.

"I've been dropping hints for a while now." His jaw is on the floor at this point.

"Wait you weren't joking all those times you flirted with me?"

"I outright told you once, imagine all the couple cosplays we could do if we were together."

"I um don't remember." He does remember, but at the time he spluttered out a response and quickly escaped the room you were in together. "But I accept!" He's cringing internally at the handling of your confession, but you don't seem to bothered by it.

Shooting him a bright smile that almost has his hands reaching up to clutch his chest from how cute he found it.

[my-my-my]

How do you think valentines day would be spent with modern au aizen (x fem reader). (Hi!! sorry for the late reply, I didn't see the post. Thanks for writing❤️❤️)

Thank you SO MUCH for your patience anon (and to the others who requested/sent asks for the past few weeks).

TW: None! Just hints of things, but this is very fluffy! Happy belated Valentine's Day :).

EDIT: Tumblr is again, cutting paragraphs off. If that's the case, I'll be posting this on AO3 in a few days!

Normally you never thought much about Valentine’s Day. For a long time you considered it as any other day, but being in a relationship with Aizen for the past few years... you couldn’t deny you looked forward to what he had instore for you.

It wasn’t like Aizen wasn’t romantic to you any other day of the year, far from it, but… as you smiled to yourself, thinking about the dates he planned in past years, and even tonight… Aizen would always manage to catch you off guard. Aizen didn’t want to admit that for you, he would go the extra mile. He wanted to sweep you off your feet.

Although he also knew that you weren’t fussy with romantic things. Grandiose displays of affection and love, while you were always quiet when receiving them, you were humbled and in awe of your appreciation of them. Aizen wasn’t one for half-measures, you learned, and he would never skimp his affection for you (unless he wanted to tease you).

At the same time, dating him showed another side of him you never realized before. It was interesting to watch him interact with other people outside of yourself though, there was a sense of coldness to him, but he was ever so polite and respectful. Many people misread him as being inherently kind, but he was just respectful. Aizen wouldn’t admit it to anyone else, but his kindness was saved for you alone.

But it didn’t help that his glasses and disheveled hair gave him a gentle appearance as well.

As you stared at Aizen, asleep in your shared bed, you brushed a few stray hairs from his face, watching his sleeping form. You smiled as he sighed in his sleep, his brows furrowing at whatever dream he was having. It was interesting, you thought, of how you were scared of Aizen at first. He would never physically harm you, that wasn’t the fear, and it wasn’t how easily he could read you – you knew he could read others so well, but it was the way he acted around you specifically.

Aizen was curious about you.

Aizen also seemed baffled, and amused, at what you would do and say, but it made him smile.

For the first time in a long time, Aizen felt like he could speak his mind freely to you, and that was what scared you. Why did he feel like that around you alone?

Which is what you asked him many years ago. You laughed to yourself at the memory of his shocked face at the question. And for once, Aizen was at a loss for words.

But it was for a brief moment, as his shocked look disappeared when a genuine smile, followed by Aizen’s laughter, still ringing clear in your memory. The laugh, and the way he cupped your cheek to kiss your forehead, were such small actions that made you question if you were having a  dream at that moment. Aizen stared into your eyes, as you tried to read his emotions through his. It was then he took a deep breath.

“I never have to worry about being myself around you.” He said, with the softest of looks you had ever seen him have. “At first, I was drawn by your view of the world” Aizen said, his thumb rubbing your bottom lip gently, “then it was your honesty and kindness. The fact you even asked this question when many others wouldn’t have.”

“Every day is an adventure with you, one I’ll gladly come along.”

To him, you were the epitome of kindness and grace. Never one to disappoint, but also not one to run in fear of something. Unlike him, you had no hesitation in asking for help, or helping others. You would gladly help a friend, fully trusting them to help you when you needed their aid.

Aizen admitted to you, that was when he realized how alone he was, in that he relied so much on himself for everything. Everyone came to him for help, whether that would be advice, general life questions, and other things, but he didn’t have anyone he could rely on for the same support, until he met you. You were on the same page with him, for the first time in many years, Aizen felt like he could see eye-to-eye with someone, and he didn’t want to let you go.

But the more time you spent with him, you learned that his “warmth” to others, was an act. Not out of malice (sometimes), but out of preservation. Aizen was reserved and polite, but you piqued his curiosity for the better. The “kindness” he showed everyone else, isn’t real, but his kindness towards you…You knew that wasn’t an act. The first time he told you he loved you, you knew it took him a lot of courage to say it, for which you thanked him for and reciprocated back to him.  

So even if it’s just one day, one silly day – he would go the extra mile and shower you with grandiose displays of love, and you love and accept it wholeheartedly.

You kissed Aizen gently on the forehead as you brought yourself closer to him. Aizen awoke for a brief moment to register what was happening, before draping an arm around your body, bringing you closer to his bare chest. You couldn’t help bit wince a bit as your inner thighs and breasts ached from what happened hours before.

But before you could reminisce any further, Aizen pulled you tighter against him. His deep voice, laden with exhaustion, murmuring softly to your hair to go to sleep. You chuckled at the fact he caught you off guard again, but closed your eyes as you laid your head against his chest. Eyes fluttering to a close as you listened to the steadying beat of Aizen’s heart drifting you into dreamland.  

[toadeyes-miqote]

Dollfie Dream Sister - Alphinaud and Alisaie

I been waiting for more info on this.

Now Alisaie can join Hylnyan OC's party for adventures (still short of a proper healer for Full Party though)

More photos of semi realistic dolls(sample / youtube video screenshot/ Volks instore sample display) below the cut. Stay out if you can't handle the way they look

SHE'S FREAKING CUTE!!!!!!!!!

Volks JP site Volks US site if you're getting hands for Alisaie. There should be links to partner stores if you want to find stores on your shores to order from SquareEnix US Alisaie Blue Alisaie - Alphinaud

Alisaie is using moulded gloved hands likely in order to stick the Aether Medium ball holder through it to hold better than fabric gloves

Alphinaud is closed mouth head while Alisaie is slightly open mouth (kinda like Luka Megurine)

Magnetic stickon ears like Frieren and SAO Asuna ver Titania

Do I need to be concern about resin eyes since mine use acrylic?

I have a fear of leather/pleather flaking because I already lost my BJD's Leon Kennedy bomber jacket and swat vest that way. As well as some of the gloves the company sells....and some of OC's boots from another company but I don't care, I know what I'm in for. Shoes are my curse even in IRL. Everybody barefoot here. Humidity is the true evil *****Alisaie wear a lot of leather/ pleather so take care when doing shoots with her and storing her clothes. She's likely to share clothes with my Elidibus cosplayer and wigs with Hylnyan's OC. Glamour is the endgame people!!!

Size of dolls to Yoshi-P

Dollfie Dream series are usually done with anime style eyes(well yeah mostly anime characters) and they are light posable vinyl dolls with an internal skeleton(I could be wrong about the older ones).

Y'shtola, the twins and Team Nier's 2B and 9S uses semi realistic art style and eyes (compared to Iplehouse BJD but that's a different story. If you're familiar with Cy Girls or Hot Toys you know what I mean when you scale them up)

I wouldn't mind if FFXIV crew was done as 1/6 because I have a full party wanting to recruit them as well especially Thancred. I totally have a 1/6 size bar for him. Aether medium ball holder. Take note if you want to buy hands for her (or for her to throw hands)

Ears be magnetic stickon

I really like that they are using a light blush on the dolls. It kinda goes with my minions' no/minimal blush style.

Alphi is a good looking lad.

his drone shooty things Nouliths that comes with their own clear holder for posing.

Based on Live Letter on youtube

Volks instore sample display at Doll Point Akihabara

Alphi's eye color! Why do I see shades of Aymeric in this face?

Summary - The adult male Scions will be a challenge to do because mature face, vinyl and stuff ( boyish G'raha might be possible). Thancred and Estinien would be tougher. The Rose of Varsaille Super Dollfie Andre resin bjd weren't exactly in my style sooo..... But Hijikata....Hijikata.

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Bonus

They are gonna be such good friends.

[themountaincrew]

Whoa, some impressive display of power. Are you sure that you all right, Heiress? You’re bleeding out of nose. *Giving handkerchief*  

Let’s hope for love of God that the Stain is not sapient or something, or there will be some unexpected consequences instore for you in the future. You know the famous quote “And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss gazes back into thee.”, and the last thing we need is some Eldritch Cloud Monster from the Abyss being angry at us.

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28/11/24

Art Research

Nicholas Bonner, Film Producer

https://www.archoutloud.com/nick-bonner.html

Researching Michael Rakowitz, his use of food packaging, politics, etc. reminded me of this artist Nicholas Bonner.

Nicholas has created a fantastic book called "Made in North Korea," where he displays a whole collection of imagery from North Korea, including propaganda, postcards, and food packaging. He showcases a fascinating glimpes of a country that is so hidden from the rest of the world.

The food packaging really appealed to me the most, I noticed the aesthetic was rather outdated. It looks as though they still paint their designs just like what was done here in the olden days, this gives a tacky look but I find it rather charming.

The use of bright colours was quite interesting to me and probably my favourite part as I feel most of our packaging instores nowadays try to be luxurious sleek dull while the packaging we see up above is bright quite eye catching something I would pick off the shelf to read.

It also shows a unique perspective into their lives and what they are eating "canned flatfish"......I think I might skip past that.

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The flower delivery service Flowerbx specializes in single-variety bouquets and has provided blooms for luxury brands like Tom Ford and Burberry. Its price point is more than you’ll find at your local florist, but it offers a flexible subscription plan that lets you pause or cancel at any time.

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The duchess of Sussex recently received two exquisite flower bouquets from Dutch Flower Shop. The first was composed of Hellebore, Naomi Roses, Delphiniums, Wax Flower, and Eucalyptus. The second featured a mix of Tulips, Roses, and Anemones.

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Dried flowers or preserved flowers can last up to a year if kept in a dry, cool environment and away from humidity. They can be placed in a vase or displayed as is. However, they should not be placed on polished or painted surfaces as the colour of the flower can transfer onto surfaces.

Surprise Dad on Father’s Day, Jun 15th or your Sweetheart on Valentine’s Day, Feb 14th with a lovely floral gift from your local Liverpool florist. From Mother’s Day to a special anniversary or birthday, or even a thoughtful get well flower arrangement, local Liverpool flower shops have the best arrangements and gifts for any occasion.

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Upselling – Closing the gap in retail software, by Rakesh Shukla, CEO at inStore™ by TWBcx™

Large-format physical retail stores and chains compete with the largest e-commerce stores for consumer spending. One of the key places stores lose out is knowing the customers enough to create an upselling and cross-selling opportunity comparable to e-commerce stores. Even without the potentially limitless space of an e-commerce store in terms of stocking inventory & inventory management where physical stores don’t compete with e-commerce on:

Customer Data: E-commerce stores collect extensive customer data, allowing personalised recommendations. Physical stores often lack this level of insight, making it harder to tailor offers to individual shoppers.

Dependence on Staff: Training sales staff to upsell and cross-sell requires time and effort. Inconsistent or ineffective training can hinder the successful implementation of these techniques.

Customer Interaction: In a physical store, sales staff must engage with customers directly. Misreading customer cues or being too pushy can negatively impact the upselling and cross-selling process.

Seamless Checkout: Physical checkout lines can be busy, discouraging additional purchases. In contrast, e-commerce stores offer seamless online checkout experiences.

Software vendors address a large proportion of the gap enabling retail stores to know their customers better and personalise their shopping experience to some degree. Some of the leading software solutions to accomplish this and close the cross-selling gap are:

1. Oracle Retail: Suitable for Enterprises. Stands out for:

Inventory Management: Efficiently manage stock levels and replenishment.

Point of Sale (POS): Streamlined checkout process with real-time inventory updates.

Customer Insights: Collect data for personalised recommendations.

Loyalty Programs: Implement loyalty rewards and promotions.

2. Microsoft Dynamics 365 for Retail: All-in-One Retail Management Software. Stands out for:

Unified Platform: Integrates sales, inventory, and customer data.

Omnichannel Support: Seamless customer experience across channels.

AI-Powered Insights: Personalized recommendations.

3. Acumatica Cloud ERP: suited for cross-module workflows. Stands out for:

Delivers a Unified Platform to stores: That integrates financials, inventory, sales, and CRM.

Stores can create custom workflows

4. Zoho Inventory: best suited for small businesses. Stands out for:

Inventory Tracking: Real-time stock updates.

Order Fulfillment: Manage orders efficiently.

Barcode Scanning: Simplify inventory management.

5. Brightpearl: suited for end-to-end retail management. Stands out for:

Key Features:

Multichannel Integration: Connects online and offline sales channels.

Order Processing: Automates order fulfillment.

Financial Reporting: Comprehensive financial insights.

6. Lightspeed Retail: suited for Inventory Management. Stands out for:

Inventory Tracking: Real-time stock updates.

Purchase Orders: Streamline ordering processes.

Customer Profiles: Collect data for personalised recommendations.

However, the gap that the best software suites are STILL not able to close is:

Access to Limited Customer Data when the customer is in-store: E-commerce stores collect extensive customer data, allowing personalised recommendations. Physical stores lack this level of insight but even more importantly – the ability to make it available to individual shoppers when shopping – something that e-commerce stores excel at.

Knowledge & Positioning: Sales staff to upsell and cross-sell requires time and effort and the transfer of a large amount of expertise in both the knowledge of products on display, their competitive positioning and the best upsells available.

Customer Interaction & communication: In a physical store, sales staff must engage with customers directly. Misreading customer cues or being too pushy can negatively impact the interaction. On the other hand, no interaction is not a solution either

This is the gap – getting close to the customer when the customer is shopping – that inStore™ by TWBcx™ closes for retail store owners and management. inStore™ guides shoppers to the most appropriate products & discounts in a store on their phones without the need to expensive software applications and integration. More information on https://instore.bargains/home/

[starxlene]

Exams are over, and was over with so much instore! I saw my art in display, I saw Melanie Martinez yesterday, and now I’m going back to creativity!! Enjoy photos from yesterday…

i didn’t actually take much photos because i was so excited (and bcs i thought i was late)

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