#a date with death spoilers

[mr-ame]

Played "A date with death" yesterday and got an ending N°2 instantly. It broke my heart and I enjoyed it! Poor lil reaper losing his brightest soul 😩

[arklayraven]

I'm not okay... 💔💔💔

[casperthefriendlyreaper]

I'm showing my age a bit here with these edits haha

Do you guys remember A Softer World??? Cause I do ;A;

[vivian-teil]

I played this game for the first time today and got a sad ending. I did not expect to be heartbroken at the end of this.

Anyways, here's a silly edit I thought of after some lines in one of the conversations.

[ikemen-trifecta]

Grim x Sunshine - 🌻rientations

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR A DATE WITH DEATH AFTER THE Keep reading SELECTION

I was originally going to write a wholesome Jaehee x MC fic about them celebrating their first Pride Month as a couple, seeing as I can’t remember writing a lesbian couple before. However, I realised I won't be able to figure out how to write fitting dialogue for Jaehee in time to post, so I decided to save that for a later time and write about Grim to celebrate the Kickstarter for the ADWD sequel being fully funded. And as always, thank you to Mod Astraea for proofreading and providing insight~☆ –Edi

↓ Selecting Keep reading is the point of no return for spoilers. ↓

[Will (eventually) get around to having someone record a reading eventually for those who want the option to listen.]

　Sunny typed away at their desk, bouncing a leg and humming a tune as Casper lay on the bed, lazily kicking his legs behind him while reading. He flipped through the pages indifferently until some words caught his attention.

　He scanned over them a couple times before sitting up and furrowing his brows.

　“Sunshine?”

　They stopped humming but continued typing. “Hm?”

　“This book you had on your shelf… It contains a lot of information on mortal preferences for romantic interests.”

　“Mhm.”

　Clack clack clack.

　“I’m…curious about something.”

　“M’kay.”

　Clack clack clack.

　“What does—”

　Clack clack clack clack clack.

　“Would you stop that and pay attention?!”

　They swiveled their chair around. “I was, but okay. You have my undivided attention.”

　Casper huffed before holding the book up for Sunny to look at. “What does this mean?”

　“‘Demiromantic.’”

　“Yes. What is it?”

　They tilted their head. “The definition’s right there.”

　“I don’t…fully comprehend what it means.”

　“Well…” Sunny sat back in the chair. “A lot of people can feel romantically attracted to someone very soon after meeting them…”

　“Okay…” Casper lowered the book slowly as he listened.

　“Demiromantic people need to have a strong bond with whoever they’re attracted to beforehand.”

　“I see… And is ‘demisexual’ related to ‘demiromantic’?”

　“Kiiiind of? ‘Demiromantic’ is romantic attraction, and ‘demisexual’ is sexual attraction. They don't always go together, but they tend to.”

　Casper furrowed his brows quizzically, looking at the book again. “So ‘demisexual’ requires a strong connection in order for someone to be physically attracted.”

　“Yeah.”

　He didn’t speak for a bit.

　“What’re you thinking?”

　He put a hand to the back of his neck. “I think…that's me. This ‘demiromantic.’”

　Sunny waited for him to continue, something Casper picked up on immediately because of how they weren't yapping incessantly for once.

　“Is this a serious subject?” he asked slowly.

　“Ehhhh… Not if you don't want it to be. I can go back to making fun of you if you w—”

　“No.” He stared indignantly. “No. Do not.”

　Sunny crossed their legs casually and leaned on the armrest, a ghost of a smile tugging at the corner of their mouth. “’Kay~”

　“I…” Casper started, gathering his hair over his shoulder and running his hands over it, “I assumed it was due to my dedication to my work, but…I didn't…”

　He glanced up at Sunny.

　“I didn't feel drawn to anyone until you.”

　Sunny didn't say anything. Casper waited for a few moments before risking another peek.

　They were…smiling. Gently smiling.

　“No quip?”

　“Do you want me to?”

　“No,” he responded softly.

　They sat in near-silence for a while longer until Casper spoke up.

　“Is it accurate?”

　“The book?”

　“The concept. Does it apply to me?”

　Sunny uncrossed their legs and sat up a bit straighter. “That's up to you. If you learn that you feel differently later, you can use different labels to describe yourself. Or choose not to use any at all.”

　“It's that simple?”

　They smirked. “The only one who can know for sure is you; it’s not like there's a queer police.” They paused. “Well, there are people who’ll try to decide for you, even if they're not straight.”

　“That… You mortals formed a community but exclude people who don't seem like they meet the criteria?”

　“Some people are dumb,” they answered matter-of-factly.

　He frowned while Sunny drummed their fingers on the armrest.

　“You don't have to tell anyone. I mean… I’m glad you told me, seeing as we’re together, but you can keep it a secret if you aren't comfortable sharing.”

　He stared down at the book in his hands.

　“And…demisexual…” he muttered, blushing slightly, “That sounds correct, too.”

　“Alright,” they replied, unable to hide the hint of amusement in their voice.

　Casper blushed more. “You're laughing at me.”

　“I’m not~ I’m just thinking about what might've led up to you determining that.”

　He blushed even further, hiding his mouth and mumbling a “you.”

　Sunny’s eyes lit up. “Really?!”

　“Yes,” he grumbled.

　“You really feel that way?”

　He glared ruefully. “You’re so damn enticing. Your face is enchanting, your hands are alluring… How else am I supposed to feel?”

　They stared at him with wide eyes before breaking into a massive grin.

　“Ah, shit—”

　“You think I’m irresistible~?” they giggled, flopping down on the bed and across Casper's lap.

　He rolled his eyes. “I am constantly resisting you, so no.”

　“But the fact that you even have to resist me means I make you feel strongly.”

　“Birdbrain.”

　“Bonehead.”

　“I told you; Grim Reapers are not skele—”

　“Why am I rattling your bones so much, then?”

　He closed his eyes and inhaled.

　“You are everything I desire,” he started, sighing exasperatedly, “along with so many things I do not.”

　“You got a 2-for-1 special.”

　He grunted and looked away.

　“Hey, Casper.”

　“What.”

　He jumped a bit as Sunny sat up and put their face close to his— so close that their noses were nearly touching.

　“What are you…doing?”

　They didn't respond and kept looking into his eyes. He shifted awkwardly.

　“Sunshine?”

　They continued gazing into his eyes, causing his blush to spread to his ears.

　“I-I…”

　His eyes flitted to the side in an attempt to stop himself from becoming too flustered. He could practically feel their gaze giving him sunburn.

　After the silence became too unnerving for him, he bridged the gap, giving them a quick kiss before turning away embarrassedly to look at literally anything else.

　“Aww~ What a lovely surprise~” they mused sarcastically.

　He let out a huff, sounding significantly less annoyed and more self-conscious than he’d hoped. He stared at Azrael lounging against the pillows, hoping to regain his composure.

　There was a gentle weight on his shoulder. He looked and saw Sunny resting their chin on him with a look of adoration in their eyes.

　He squinted and turned his head slightly, shielding himself from their aura with a hand. “Nine hells; you’re brighter than hellfire.”

　“Are you calling me radiant~?”

　“Yes. In the worst of ways.”

　They stayed quiet until Sunny chortled and took their head off his shoulder.

　“What?”

　“Just remembered one of our video calls.”

　“Which one?”

　“Twenty questions.”

　“Dare I ask?” he questioned warily.

　“You said you’d never been in love and that you wouldn’t kiss someone you didn’t love.”

　He tensed up.

　“That means you were in love with me when you came to live here,” Sunny said, smiling to themself.

　Casper blushed, searching frantically for a way around his inability to lie that he was at that stage so soon.

　“Technically, you kissed me,” he mumbled.

　“Dang. I thought I’d be able to make you say more sappy stuff.”

　“Shut up…”

　“Ooh; wait. Now that you know you’re demi, there’s something I’m wondering about.”

　“…Yes?” he asked cautiously.

　“Would you still have feelings for me if I were a different gender?”

　“Yes. Why?”

　“Any gender?”

　“I…think so, but why are you asking me thi—”

　“‘Panromantic’ means you can be romantically interested regardless of gender, so if you’re demi and pan and Death, would that make you a pandemic?”

　His face clouded over with a grimace as he sighed, “Fuck you.”

　“Yes, please.”

　Tomatofication and stammering ensued at the immediate response.

　“Y-You— Don't just— I mean, if you— This is very sudden; I’m not sure if that's a…”

　They smiled, charmed by his flustered state. “I’m messing with you.”

　“Sunny!” he exclaimed, “Don't do that!”

　“Can’t promise.”

　Casper crossed his arms and closed his eyes in an attempt to will away his flushed face. “Why don’t you have the ability to remain serious for more than two minutes?”

　“Because I wouldn’t be me~”

　He huffed.

　Sunny put their knee against his after admiring his pout for a few seconds.

　“Thank you for telling me. I’m happy you feel safe with me knowing.”

　His expression softened as he looked away and uncrossed his arms, shyly sliding his hand over theirs.

　“I appreciate the explanations.”

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(art by @/mitch4tune will be added if she finishes it)

Got inspiration for this fic from Shoko's Grim headcanon. Go check out this post of Grim ace profile pics!

Edit: OH MY GAWD I USED MY TTS EXTENSION TO READ IT BACK TO ME AND IT PRONOUNCED "GRIMACE" AS "GRIM ACE" MICROSOFT MARK KNOWS WHAT'S UP

[chuuyxs]

A date with death ending 5 spoilers

Dont mind me just crying over here over the grim reaper im so normal about him

pictures of the ending under the cut I dont want to spoil anyone

[loaflovesdoodling]

just 100%ed adwd with bad ending #2 (Despondent) yes I am okay no I did not cry please don't ask @galakianexplosion or @that-fanperson-meg about it

[broiamjustalilguy]

i don't like that we're forced to make fun of grim for how he types... i absolutely love adwd but sometimes some of the teasing just feels a little too mean for my tastes. same with teasing him over the plushie.

i know i'm biased because i also type in all lower case and sleep with plushies, but that's kind of why it felt weird i guess? i didn't like being forced to keep borderline bullying someone over stuff i do in real life :(

to be clear, i don't mean it's a huge deal, and i still LOVE the game, i guess i just wish some of the specific things you can tease him over were optional as opposed to scripted.

[eidothean]

Very sweet indie dating sim with nice art cute little mini games and babygirl grim reaper

[vanivanvanilla]

he’s my girlfriend

[don’t repost]

[arklayraven]

Grim, mi amor....pfffft 💕💕💕

[maegalkarven]

MOR!!!!

When was the last time you went on a date, you weird little mortician???

[thewarinourstarwars]

A DATE WITH DEATH SPOILERS

HIS NAME IS CASPER LIKE THE GHOST?!?

[ikemen-trifecta]

SPOILERS FOR A DATE WITH DEATH AFTER THE Keep reading SELECTION

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I gotta stockpile edits for days The Big Sad kicks my ass too hard to make new ones...

[scribs-dibs]

His Sincerity

returns to posting for a completely different fandom ^_^) this is totes self-indulgent but i thought it was cute

gn!reader, lots of kisses like a fuckton im sorry (not reallyyyy), corny as fuck, spoilers for ending 3, post ending 3, ~800 words

When you first unceremoniously tackle-hugged The Incarnation Of Death Itself onto your bed in celebration of him Quitting Being the Incarnation Of Death Itself, you weren't quite sure what you had been expecting. Your words had a tendency to just leap out of your mouth without a second thought, so when you said “how ‘bout a kiss?” in exchange for Casper’s soul, both of you ended up surprised. You don't regret it, though. His lips were cold but quickly warmed against your own, and even though you didn't really know how to kiss, you were delighted to find that Casper seemed to be enjoying it regardless. When he parted for air, blush climbing up to his ears, you simply kissed his cheeks and his neck, chuckling just a bit cruelly at the hitch in his breath. He muttered something, then. Something about you being such an inpatient little thing, even though it was him who greedily pulled you back down for another, proper, kiss.

With your meetings being behind a screen for so long, this felt nice. Casper leaves the pleasant tingle of chill on your hands as you cup his face, despite the fact that he's beet-red. Perhaps reapers are just naturally cold? You would love to ask him about it, one day. But for now you're too caught up in his dilated pupils, and the way that despite his clear embarrassment he refuses to look away from you. You understand now— why he was so quick to fluster when your eyes wouldn't, couldn't leave him. Being watched with such unconcealed adoration makes your heart kick into overdrive. And he's so unfairly beautiful too. With flushed, cool skin and hair that scatters every which way— it's almost as if you've pinned down an angel. One with pleased, ruby eyes and a shaky little smirk. …The realization comes too late.

You flail and kick as you're flipped over. Casper grins then, the very picture of a pleased, content little cat catching its mouse.

“You're still naive, little mortal,” he says, smug, “In the end, I’m still the strongest between us. So there.”

He looks just as pretty above you as he does below, so you don't complain.

“You're so cute, Grim.”

The reaper makes a face, lower lip jutted out with displeasure.

“Sorry,” you sigh, “Casper.”

And he still pouts, still disagreeing with being called cute, but this time you see his blush go down to his neck. You decide to let up on the teasing before he explodes. You plant a kiss on the tip of his nose as you sit up, as if helpless to the urge.

You're on even playing field now, facing each other nose-to-nose. “Casper,” you say again, testing the feel of his name in your mouth without a window or a screen between you, “You're very cute.”

He stiffens. So much for going easy on the teasing, but you can't help it, really.

“I—” Casper begins, but cuts himself short. He thinks for a moment, chewing on his words. “I want to hate you. I want to despise you so bad.”

You grin, delighted. He can't lie.

“But you can't~” you finger-walk your hand up to his cheek, watching him scowl but tuck his face into your palm, “You liiiike me.”

Casper's scowl deepens, then. “I don't like you.” He says, sour, and then his expression gives way to a very thinly disguised worry. Something in your expression must have faltered, your confidence standing on increasingly shaky footing. The fact that he can't lie stabbing you sharply in the chest. Casper huffs and rolls his eyes. “I wouldn't give up my title as a reaper, becoming a fucking fugitive from the underworld itself for someone that I only liked, Sunshine.”

And that was…well. You take a moment to gather yourself.

“So…you…” you are hesitant to pry further. Because as earnest and as honest as he is, part of you still fears being wrong.

“You're terrible at listening. Hells,” it's his turn to cup your face then, pulling you forward and placing a kiss to your lips. Firmly. His “I love you, idiot” underlining the action. When he parts from you, it's with hesitance.

“You're insufferable,” he says, brows furrowed and his thumb idly pressing down on your bottom lip. Now that he knows what a kiss feels like, he finds it hard to stop, “But my soul is yours now. So don’t you dare doubt my sincerity. I've given up everything for you, you know.”

“...I know,” and your voice is quiet, meek. “I’m sor—”

“I would do it again, in a heartbeat. Because- Because I-” he's blushing, again, thoroughly embarrassed but sincere, “Because I love you and I don't think I could do without your insufferable, stupid, impatient self.”

There's a beat, and Casper turns more red every second that it lingers.

“So…you like like me!”

Another beat. The reaper looks as if he'll pass out from pure shock.

“You are…completely unbearable.”

You chuckle, pulling him down for one, final kiss. For the night, at least.

“I love you too, Casper.”

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[bizarrelittlemew]

well yeah, obviously