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themonasterygates · 10 months

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yandere! chat blanc 🌑 general headcanons

chat blanc x gn reader

content warning: yandere content, stalking, posessiveness/obsessiveness, mention of killing + guilt-tripping

word count: 884 words

• before your meeting with one another, he was already so far accquainted with you but of course, you don't know have to know about that.

• you caught his attention with how alive your energy was, it drew him in to you. he's admire you from afar for countless of weeks, memorizing your habit of movements and your day to day schedule.

• when he finally does feel certain to approach you, he comes to you as a friendly, concerned hero and asking you where the akumatized person went. he finds himself purposefully putting you in a dangerous situation just to only save you and have you indebted to him. chat blanc yearns for any sort of validation that'll feed his big ego.

• after that encounter, you notice how chat blanc is always near you. everyday. whether it be if it's a slow day and no one gets akumatized, you'll see him patrolling no matter where you look it. it was like he was everywhere with you but you brushed it off as him doing his job.

• with how many times you've encountered chat blanc already, you find yourself growing closer to him. he always subtly flirted with you that would be unnoticed to the naked eyed but you had always managed to catch it. with time, you grow closer with him and so does your relationship circumstances.

• you quickly learned that he wasn't what he was on the surface level and what you had always perceived him as of. chat blanc has posessive tendencies which can be ruled off as him being simply clingy but he sticks to you like glue. he wants to be apart of everything you experience, be in every moment with you and to never have you leave his sight.

• when you're away, he has horrible seperation anxiety. he knows where you are, he always does. but that doesn't stop his anxiety. it's nothing specific but it all stems from his father's negligence (something that you don't really know much of but still, chat blanc opened up a bit to you).

• he loves to (exclusively) call you his "princess/my prince" with every chance he's given. lots of physical affection, no matter or wherever whenever you're with blanc, his hands would always be on you. snuggling, putting his heard on your shoulder with this arms around your waist. if he isn't touching you, he'll look at you straight in the eye with no doubt.

• he simply loves your hands in his. he absolutely loves to draw circles with his thumb on yours and give occasional squeezed. he'd lift the back of your hand up to his cheek and would close his eyes and pur at the feeling. he'd open his eyes, half-lidded, with such a pure and content expression on his face, your heart just melts at the scene. he'll lick your face all over like a cat grooming itself and then would play it off as a joke but you know he genuinely loves licking you.

• he loves to just bite you. your arm, hand, cheek, neck. he'll sometimes (almost all the time) leave your neck with hickeys (even if that isn't the intention at times), preceding to give you a bite mark along with it and then will be smugly oblivious of your annoyance.

• back to his possessiveness, chat blanc gets easily jealous to the people around you and prefer it if he can just isolate you from everyone else. even if someone is conveniently standing next to you, he'd scare the poor person off with all of his glaring as his mind travels to a much darker part of his brain on what to do.

• he brands you as "his", whether if you're dating him or not, he brands you as a "his" and vice versa. he feels entitled for your affection and is unable to handle rejection in any form. he holds you in such a high pedastal and would quite literally unconditionally love you as he unreasonably expects the same from you.

• he's willing (and wanting) to go through such deep lengths to keep you happy in any way. he'll do anything for you, even if it's something he despires doing, as long as it manages to get a giggle out of you, he'll learn to love it as you love it. chat blanc, with no hesitation, would and will kill for you. it can be a bully of yours years ago or someone simply mocking you, you'll always see them again on the news declared as "missing".

• he loves your humility and does not want to "corrupt" you in any way, so when you are suspicious of him relating to the recentissing people, you don't pry much as chat blanc goes out his way to guilt-trip you on your suspicions. "do you not trust me?"

• chat blanc is controlling and he knows just the right ways to make you vulnerable for him but he's desperate for you all the very same. he may have a cold front to others but you bring out a side of him that he didn't even knew he had. he loves you, and he knows it all too well, even if that sense of love that he discerns for you is twisted.

"my heart only beats for you."

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selineram3421 · 2 years

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Alastor List

Also known as: ML I Alastor🎙️

(Hazbin Hotel)

Taglist@+

Note: Blue is 2p Alastor, Red-Romantic, White-Platonic/Familial.

Headcanons

Alastor X Shy Reader

Child Reader

Alastor X Human Reader: Arson Cat

Inkblot/Toon Reader

As Siblings

Lovesick Alastor

Requested

Alastor X Chaotic Reader

Alastor and Child Reader

Alastor X Reader/ Angel X Reader

Alastor X Reader: Mimzy's Reaction

Alastor X Reader with ED

Alastor X Nerdy S/O

Alastor X Reader/ Angel X Reader: Hugs

Alastor X Human Reader

Alastor X Sweet Reader: Surprise Attacks

Alastor X Reader: The Radio and The Rockette

Love Bites

Alastor's Hands

Alastor Finding The Merch

Outlaw Alastor

Aftercare-A, A, H.

Alastor's Rut

Jealousy

Deer Demon Child Reader

Tumblr Works

Sleep Paralysis

First Day

The Red Mist

Accidentally In Love

Other Worldly

Requested

Power

In Your Control

Petit Lapin Blanc

Temporary Control

Hissy Kitty

One-shots

Giving Alastor Kisses

Alastor Giving Kisses

Light It Up

The Radio Demon and The Rockette

Red All Over

Little Valentine

The First💘

Making A Baby

In The Morning, part 3🌹

In The Night💕

An Adoptive Father's Day

A Scary Dream

In The Closet

Drunk In Love🥂

In Mind💕

Coffee ☕

Lovesick Alastor

Dizzy For You

Soft Love

Requested

Breaking

Promise Breaker

Again (R/P)

Kareoke

Dear Friend

Serenata

A Flame In Your Heart

The Taste of Leather

Installing the Disco Ball

Sweet Dangerous Thing

My Little Lamb

His Favorite (R)

Loud Static

New Year Kiss(es)

Thrills And Chirps

As The World Caves In

Attempts-A,A,H

Their Favorite

Coming Apart

Books Worth

Dream Demon Reader

Alastor List II

Connected Series:

(H) = headcanons, (O) = oneshot,

(S) = short story

(Ss) = short story series

(O) Sweet Dangerous Thing, (H) Alastor X Sweet Reader: Surprise Attacks, (Ss) Giving Alastor Kisses, (Ss) Alastor Giving Kisses, (O) The First, (O) In The Morning part 3🌹, (O) In The Night, +

#x reader #alastor x reader #alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor headcanons #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel fanfiction #fanfic #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #gn reader #alastor oneshot #alastor and child reader #alastor & reader #the radio demon #hazbin hotel

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italoniponic · 2 years

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May i request for trey, jack and leona the letters B, J, K, L, O from the fluff alphabet in headcanon format pls :)

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

Notes: Hi, anon! Gonna call this “Smoothie of Letters” like fruit smoothies… bc I can. I thought it was funny.

This one was interesting to make. Think about a special thing about each of them was quite something. I don’t need to say that I loved doing this for Trey and Jack. And I think for Leona too. I relate to his laziness most of the time, you go lazy-ass. Such a mood king. Talking about Leona, some of his parts I got inspired by my own cat, that little shit (affectionate)

Thanks for the request <3

Trey Clover, Jack Howl, Leona Kingscholar x g!n reader / fluff alphabet / use of "you" pronouns

Smoothie of Letters #1

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Trey greatly admires your skills with manual labor. Or if you're not very good at it, it's more about your effort to always try to improve. Having ambition measured right like a cup of sugar is a good thing. Especially when doing things you like and appreciate, just how he does with cooking;

Trey also loves your smile. He jokes that it is because he likes to see your teeth — and that you are following his recommendations — but in fact, he likes your expression when smiling. Trey is in favor of the thought that a person becomes much more beautiful when they smiles and you are proof of this;

And when do you smile when you do something you like? Wow, it's a very effective way to make his heart beat faster. Trey likes those little, subtle details about you. It's what makes you be you.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Trey never thought of himself as a jealous person until he met you. Yes, he lets you hang out with your friends and be close to whoever you want without any problem. Even he needs breathing space sometimes. But when you spend too much time away from him and it's because you're with a certain person all the time, there's something sour in his mouth;

He needs to put up with Rook saying things like “jealousy is the saffron of love” and not let the potion he's preparing explode in his friend's face. Heck! Trey is mature, a simple normal guy. He shouldn't be feeling that kind of thing... but he is. What he needs to do to deal with this?;

To get around the situation, Trey takes recipe books to decorate. There is something in numbers and ingredients that simply takes his mind away from problems and bad thoughts. Trey hates this jealous part that just popped up in him, but over time, he'll be able to control it. He doesn't want to cause you any trouble.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Believe it or not, Trey is good at many things, but kissing isn't necessarily one of them. It's nothing fantastic, out of this world. It's simple, ordinary. But for you, that's exactly what makes his kisses special and precious;

Following his personality, sometimes there's something different about Trey's kiss. Not that you can explain well what it is. Trey also doesn't care about your ability to kiss. It is you who he is in love with, your lips are just the cherry on the Black Forest cake. Cherries are good but, the sweetness of the cake is in the chocolate and cream that compound it;

Your first kiss took place in Heartslabyul's Garden during a Unbirthday party. You two sneaked through the maze of roses and exchanged confessions and foods you liked. Sitting and leaving the food aside, you both kissed for the first time. Some students might be looking for both of you, but the garden has saved your important moment.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Hidden away in the labyrinth of roses, far away from the party that was taking place in the dorm, you showed him that you had made a Mont Blanc tart especially for him, even though you knew it was against the rules of the Unbirthday party. Your confession took place there;

Trey was so touched by your courage and equally surprised by your suicidal tactics that he first wondered if he should hug you or eat thetart as soon as possible before Riddle saw it. But in the end, he had a much better idea: to answer your confession;

You hadn't noticed, but Trey also brought something with him. It was your favorite food, very well packaged and lovingly made. “Normally, I say I use only normal ingredients and nothing else, but... this time, it was really made with love.” Trey is really sweet.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Trey realizes right off the bat when he's in love with you. He's not so naive as to take decades to understand what’s the matter with him. The problem is another: what to do with this conclusion? Slowly express his feelings and hope you realize it too? Spend more time with you or act normally? Was there a way to act normally in these cases?

Preparing recipes is something so much easier. The instructions are right there, there was no way to mess it up. However, Trey had no one to instruct him in this. He was the oldest of his siblings and one of the oldest in the dorm. And other classmates either had no experience as well or were crazy. Just in case, Trey sought to be himself and act naturally. But his gaze always delivered his true feelings when you were close or he watched you from afar;

Cater and Rook noticed from day one. Trey went on to experience daily stress every time Cater exaggerated your compliments to him and Rook would start talking about romance when you were together. That’s because sometimes Trey prepared pastries and foods especially for you when he noticed that you were not eating well. He kept the best pieces of cake from the parties for you. He always encouraged you to do your best in your studies, believing in your potential. It was more than obvious, wasn't it?

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Jack was never one to place too much value on aesthetics. Not that he despises external beauty, none of it. It's just that there are more important things than the appearance of a person, that's what he thinks. But when Jack watches you, he always pays a lot of attention to your eyes. This is already his normal behavior because “eyes are the window of the soul” and it is easy to determine someone's genuineness by their gaze;

He loves the color of your eyes, whatever it is. The way it shines when you talk about your favorite hobbies and things, the way the sun and moon give their special effects on it, how it enchants and inspires;

It is also a part of you that will never change with the years. And Jack hoped that you would always retain that glow in your gaze. The joy in your eyes when you looked at everything you liked and loved. He hoped that one day you could look at him that way... until one day he realized that it was just like that from the beginning.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

In Jack's mind, he's not jealous but his gaze always says the opposite. If you are talking to someone who apparently has bad intentions, Jack is around and quiet, letting you lead the conversation but, his gaze is direct and accurate. The moment they talk anything slightly indecent to you, he would show his claws;

Jack doesn't follow you everywhere, excessively worried about the people who cross your path. He lets you have your space to do things and have fun whenever you want. It helps that he is a close friend and, one way or another, he’ll always be included in things. But sometimes, he looks for you with his gaze over the horizon. If you are around someone reliable, he is more relieved;

“Keep calm, keep calm,” Jack says to himself when he feels jealousy erode him more violently than usual. Part of it is the wolf instinct in his veins, this solemn loyalty to his only match. Another part is concern. You are important to him, so he turns out to be protective anyway. Jack knows how to control himself. Above all, he does not want to be a burden to you. But have patience and compassion with him sometimes in these moments. He's still young, after all.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Jack has zero experience in relationships. To make matters worse, the books Vil offered “casually” as a reference to help him about his first love do nothing but roll his stomach. For sixteen years, he has accompanied his parents being the cutest couple in the world and romance books — at least most of them — don’t seem to quite understand this concept. Some almost throw it out the window;

So he gave up and swallowed the insecurity. Either way, better or worse, that would not be your relationship’s weakness. Jack knew you better than that. You would receive the true feelings that he didn’t know how to verbalize, even if they were shown in the most clumsy way possible. You would know;

And that's how the first kiss happened. Awkward, inexperienced, careful. But you were so happy that he finally told you that he loved you that something like that didn't even cross your mind. You only knew how to hug and kiss him until he started laughing instead of frowning, worried about the kiss. Even if he picked up the practice someday, it didn't matter. You love him the same way.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It was a moment so millimetrically calculated — and effective — that Jack could offer his services to Leona and be the new strategist for the magift team. If he could thank one simply perfect aspect of the occasion it would be... the dawn. Strange as that sounded, asking you to meet him on the roof of the Ramshackle Dorm at five in the morning was one of the best decisions he made in his life;

Even though you found the time of the meeting strange, you accepted. In fact, the reason for this was very simple: everyone would be asleep and no one would come to disturb you two, and Night Raven College was very beautiful in the early morning. You noticed it right away. The sun gradually rose on the horizon, bringing light to that great college and its gothic and gloomy architecture. Jack always loved this sight when he went out for a run;

And to your surprise, Jack extended you a letter. Well, it was a paper with a long text written with a pen that Jack trained yesterday’s whole afternoon to do. Just choosing the words, correcting, reviewing, conveying everything he wanted to say to you. Ruggie was his beta reader — and when he looked at the paper without laughing and really touched, Jack knew it was perfect. You finished reading it all while he was busy looking at the landscape to distract himself from the nervousness and you simply said, “Jack, I love you too.” He almost fell off the roof. It wasn't going to be much harm to him, but it was a tremendous scare all the same. Not knowing what else to say, Jack hugged you tightly. Never before has someone received a direct and blunt answer so well, but you knew it would be the best for him. A gesture much appreciated.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Apart from you, maybe Jack was the last to notice that he was in love. Epel always gave small hints about how Jack used to sit next to you, cared about you or in the middle of some conversation sometimes he would comment about you, but — although naturally defensive — he never connected these actions, the meaning of them and the motive behind them as love. Damn, even Deuce knew before him!

Once he understanded his true feelings, Jack spended several moments torturing himself about what to do and how to act. He is not good with words, but being defensive all the time whenever he does something kind to you could end up giving the opposite impression of what he feels — Epel rightly considered this possibility. Jack didn't know what to do. You were so nice and good to him that perhaps the best solution was to act as normal as possible. And if you praise him... he shouldn’t answer. Opening his mouth to say something was very dangerous;

Courage is a very admirable quality in Leona's opinion — even if he himself doesn’t attribute it to himself. But he can clearly see in you. In the small and big things, you get up and go to help others. To defend your friends, to say what you think, to do what is right and sometimes, even to do the wrong;

However, there was something Jack was good at: actions and gestures. When you needed help, he was ready. Studies, sports, shopping, banal things, anything. He was your guy, no matter how embarrassing it was to say it out loud. Jack would help you carry things that are heavy or that you were carrying in excess. He guided you to get the best food from the cafeteria and was willing to help you train anything you weren't doing well in PE. Simple but full of meaning. Always loyal and reliable, that was Jack.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Kindness is also another thing that Leona admires a lot about you. The patience to be close to him and make him think about things. The banter between you becomes more jokes than actual offenses. The way you always showed that you care about him and in a very genuine way;

Technically it's a physical feature, but it's kind of weird to describe. Leona finds beautiful the way you breathe and how your heart beats. Perhaps because it is a rhythmic and constant sound, as proof that there is someone next to it. He clings very much to this detail. Oh, and legs! Your legs are a great pillow for the head that carries the crown. Leona spends a good five minutes fixing his own position on top of your legs, until, having found the perfect spot, he stops and sleeps for hours to no end. Your legs end up getting pretty strong because of this.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

“Jealous? Leona? Pff, no. He's too lazy for that,” you joke sometimes. It's not like Leona simply doesn't care about your life. Sometimes he tells you not to mix too much with the Diasomnia crew, especially Malleus. Other times he tells you to watch out for Rook. In others, he tells you not to walk too much with the Adeuce duo so that your neurons don’t atrophy. That's all…;

Then you spend a whole week just seeing your friends and at the first opportunity you pass in Savannaclaw, Leona is sleeping in his room and pretends not to notice your presence. It's... like a big cat very angry that you came home after cuddling other street cats. He ignores you, turns sideways every time you approach one side of the bed;

Because of the difficult childhood and with servants who had little to no patience with him, Leona was always the kind of child who accepted things that had not gone his way with a frown. No tantrum, no screaming, No expressed complaints. Just bad mood and sleep. It usually works, time passes faster and he only pays attention to the really important parts of the stories about your day with your friends;

[An addendum because I found this hilarious] It rarely happens but that’s exactly why you never forget it. Leona sometimes allows himself to be dramatic and say “It's unforgivable you leave me for so long to be surrounded by idiots.” It always makes you laugh and your laughter ends up improving his mood a little. Just a little bit.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

It is difficult to classify Leona in this part. There are days when he is magnificent, living up to the name and weight the prince title has. On such days, he is simply charming. On other days, his kisses come out lazy and fast. Little pecks always deposited on your forehead only to later he stay still for a moment, lips against your head, just enjoying your company — it actually mean more than you can imagine;

On the moment of your first kiss, he was playing with your hair when you teased him. “It is at these hours that Prince Charming kisses his beloved after declaring himself,” were your words. After dealing with him for so long, you ended up creating the finesse of saying things like that. Leona responded with a smug smile. It’s necessary to appreciate a good roar when he listen one;

And unexpectedly, with all the pomp, Leona kisses your hand. “Whatever you want, my love,” he speaks softly, feeling you shiver. And then, you two kissed. It's not a fairy tale kiss. It's raw, intense and realistic. But you can feel all the love that Leona can't put into words there. Even in the most arid of hearts, love always finds a way to express itself.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Direct and objective, but the atmosphere turned out to be unexpectedly romantic. Leona and you were in the Botanical Garden at night. You heard that Leona hadn’t returned to the dorm and the first place you passed was there, knowing that he would have overdid his nap session. Leona awoke to your footsteps, kinds of in awe at the way the moon shone upon you as you approached him;

Before you could say anything, fireflies and little flora fairies appeared. It was a beautiful sight. Leona offered you a place next to him to contemplate the view of the Botanical Garden in the nortune ambience and you accepted, happy to share this moment with him. You really could feel the love that night. “I love you...”;

Following these words, Leona said your name for the first time ever. Your heart almost jumped. His eyes were serious, but there was a little smile on his lips. It was said finally. Leona thought how the brightness of the first rays of the sun in the Savannah didn’t compare with the brightness of your eyes that moment.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Age aside, love is something kind of new and strange for Leona. Almost incomprehensible. It takes a while for Leona to properly notice that he was treating you slightly differently from others. Because your presence turned out to be important, because he slowly began to care about you. Ruggie realizes this much better than he does. And it is precisely when he is chuckling all the times that Leona mentions “that little herbivore” that the pieces began to come together;

If it gets to Leona's ears that you need help, he does something to make things work out. Sometimes you don’t even understand that he is the one who leaves the books of that difficult subject on your doorstep, you don’t know that Savannaclaw has express orders not to bother you just because you are “the magicless human” there. Leona makes good excuses for his behavior and the others end up heeding it, too afraid of his defensiveness to overthink about it. But Ruggie and others closest to Leona know the reason;

Let's say that Leona starting to sleep in places where you usually pass ends up testifying against him… a lot. All just for you to wake him up and drive him to a more comfortable place to rest or ask him for help in your studies. Sometimes it's just for you two to talk more. He appreciates those moments in his own way.

#twisted wonderland #trey clover #trey clover x reader #jack howl #jack howl x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #twst imagines #twst fluff headcanons #twst scenarios #twst headcanons #cherry's writing #cherry's harvesting

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yan-san-yan · 3 years

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☆REQUEST RULES☆

I feel most comfortable writing character x gender neutral reader or female reader

I can write yandere and dark themes

Fluff

Mild NSFW

Any AU is welcome! Just specify what you want, the more detail the better for me to understand what you want

I'm not good with angst but I'm open for it

Open for most things, really, ^^

Please specify if you'd like headcanons, reactions, imagines or one shots!

Fandoms:

(More characters will be added, for now im only confident writing about the following charachters)

Mystic messenger:

Saeran choi/Unknown/Ray

Jumin

Zen

Boku no hero academia:

Bakugou Katsuki

Todoroki Shotou

Ensamble Star:

Leo

Eichi

Mika

Shu

After Life!:

Theo

Mori

Kamisama Hajimemashite:

Mizuki

Miraculous Ladybug:

Adrian/Chat noir/cat walker/chat blanc/etc

Luka/Viperion

Lukloe (Luka x chloe)

Food wars:

Isami

Takumi

Obey me:

Barbatos

Satan

Mammon

Solomon

Kaiketsu Zorro:

Diego/Zorro

For now this is the requests I accept, will add more options in the future!

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imperial-martian · 4 years

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I loved your last headcanon so if you don't mind me requesting another one, Blanc pinning after a journalist who is trying to interview him for a true crime series or some thing that would require them to have more than just a couple of meetings.

— JOURANLISM: benoit blanc x reader

Author’s Note: I got permission from @daft-not-punk to change this into a oneshot!

Trigger Warnings: mention of illness, murder, cases

It had been a sort of cat and mouse chase for months at this point. He’s was always so clever and sneaky, just out of your grasp whenever you went to go speak with him. It was his way of telling you that if you wanted to interview him you’d better work for it. He was amused by your attempts, and you couldn’t lie, you did have fun trying to chase after him only to see him slip around the corner and disappear in the next moment.

It was fun for you because each and every time you got more and more determined to catch him until you finally did. You grinned victoriously as you stared dead-on, catching his startling blue eyes for longer than just a few seconds.

“I think it’s about time we went to share a meal and have a talk, Detective Blanc,” you stated proudly, a look of pure passion burning in your eyes.

He smiled. “You took longer than you did last time we had one of meeting, Y/N. You’re getting slow,” he challenged.

You scoffed and shook your head. “Now now, don’t get cocky, I did just recover from an illness. I’ve passed my prime at this point,” you replied, walking closer to him.

He offered you his arm, leading you to the restaurant across the street. “Now don’t sell yourself short Y/N, you’re still youthful,” he teased, grinning slyly.

You laughed, accepting his arm. “You say that as if you aren’t Blanc,” you smiled and thanked him as he held the door for you.

Blanc winked at you, stepping into the restaurant behind you before stepping up to the host table and informing the hostess that the party only consisted of two. The hostess nodded and lead you to a table near the corner of the restaurant.

“Here you are detective, ma’am,” they nodded before placing the menu’s down and walking away.

You looked up at Blanc before picking up the menu. “You’re well known now, aren’t you?” you asked playfully, looking over the options.

“I suppose so, with the news and all that surrounds me. Not to mention whatever is on social media,” he said, glancing towards you over the menu. You hummed amusingly, smiling at him for a moment before returning your attention to the menu yet again.

Blanc places his down, folding his hands and placing his elbows on the table as he leaned forward, looking at you curiously. He wouldn’t admit it but he missed these meetings. They didn’t happen often since you tended to only write a short article about one of his recent cases and be finished with it, but steadily over time, your visits became more frequent til recently.

When the detective heard you had gotten ill, a nasty flu that lasted at least two weeks, he was adamant about sending you gifts- albeit anonymously -to your door. Flowers, chocolates, even cards which he used a fountain pen for just to make it a little more mysterious. Or dare he say romantic.

He’d been clueless to his feelings towards you, something which he’s never felt before. Feelings of romantic, and even emotional, attraction. When he’d done the research to figure out what it was that he was experiencing he was doubtful of the results. They all spoke about love and infatuation with a person and it didn’t make sense to him. He didn’t except it, until now.

He was finding it harder and harder to ignore it and was steadily accepting that he was in fact interested in you in more than just friendly terms, but he’d rather lie than admit that to you. Blanc was so certain that his feelings weren’t returned, and he’d be devastated if that friendship you had were to be broken because of his personal feelings.

“Benoit!” you exclaimed softly, trying your best not to gain other’s attention. The detective blinked before shaking his head a little and looking at you, his eyes slightly wide.

“Oh, I apologize, I just spaced out there,” he explained, furrowing his brow and looking up as your waiter approached to take your orders. He missed the blush that covered your cheeks due to the fact he was staring at you so intently.

When the waitress walked away after writing down the orders, bowing their head slightly before leaving, Blanc turned to you. “So, what’s this new article you’re writing that involves me?” he asked, smiling at you politely.

You made a sound of realization and took out your notebook and pen, placing it beside you so you could start to write things. “Well, to make up for lost time since my absence the publishers want me to do a much longer article, and I need your help,” you explained.

He hummed. “Well, what’s the article about?” he questioned, removing his coat to get more comfortable.

You cleared your throat. “I’ve been asked to write a true-crime series, almost like a story but I have a page limit. It can only take up ten pages of the news article. The article doesn’t directly involve you, but since your my detective friend I thought you’d come in handy,” you shrugged sheepishly. Benoit smiled. “I have three weeks to write it but I was hoping that over the next two weeks we could meet up semi-regularly before I start. I’m going to need some ideas and I’ll need help understanding certain things, but with your help, I have a feeling I’m going to have a lot of fun with this!” you spoke excitedly, a gleam in your e/c eyes that made Benoit’s heart melt a little.

“You’re lucky that I’ve yet to accept another case,” he responded teasingly, giving you a genuine smile when he saw your smile bright up as you realized he agreed.

You were about to speak again when your drinks arrived and you took a sip at it leisurely, deciding it was best to save your excitement for when you’re by yourself. The next few minutes were spent in comfortable silence as you began to write some things down and Benoit cleaned off his glasses from whatever dust and smudges the lenses gained.

It seemed that within a blink dinner was over and the pleasant conversation you were having was slowly coming to an end. You both simultaneously stood up after Benoit paid for the bill- which you chided him for saying, “I asked you for so much the least I could do was pay” -and threw on your coats, walking towards the exit together.

Benoit’s cans subconsciously glided to the center of your back, leading you across the street carefully. Neither of you could say you were surprised that some reporters still remained at the crime scene that Benoit just finished at- which had happened to be a bank. You were certain that news articles would blow off on your phone in the morning about some rumors that would start about you and the detective, but right now you didn’t mind.

It was time for you to enter your car, waving a Benoit with a smile as you got onto the driver’s seat and buckled in. He waved back, watching as you drove off before he got into his own car, ignoring any reporters that came up to him.

It seemed that the meeting you both shared had ended just as quickly as your dinner had because already two weeks had passed within a flash. Once again you were stood outside in another parking lot at a different restaurant, one which luckily hadn’t been surrounded by reporters.

Benoit was saying goodbye, walking off towards his car when on impulse you called out his name. ‘Well, I can’t back down now,’ you said to yourself.

He turned to you, tilting his head. “Yes?” he questioned, his smooth southern drawl dripping from his tongue.

“I- well -ugh okay, here goes nothing. Would you be apposed to coming over some time? Oh, by coming over I mean to my house...” you paused, “for a, uh, a date?” you questioned in a soft whisper, trying to stop the shaking of your hands by playing with them behind your back.

Benoit stood there, shocked as he looked at you with wide eyes. His ice-blue eyes stood out in the lamplight in the dark, cold New England night. He saw you fiddling and quickly replied before he made you more nervous. “I’d love to darling,” he said, trying to sound as reassuring as possible.

A relieved breath left your lips and you smiled, walking over to him, and with a shy smile and red blush, leaned up and kissed his cheek. You stood back down on the heel of your shoes and smiled brightly at him. “You have my number, text me when you’re free,” you said before turning back and walking- nearly skipping over -to your car.

Benoit stood there in surprise for a moment, the lingering feeling of your lips still on his cheek. He got his own light pink blush before he was able to recollect himself and enter his car, a grin on his face. He chuckled to himself, ‘I guess those rumors that the reporters came up with may just become a reality,’ he thought to himself.

That night Benoit went home and had the most peaceful sleep he had in what must have been years. You went home and stayed up all night writing as much as you could for an article about a detective, a dog, and another unsolved case.

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