★Morgan★

I'm currently writing for:

★ Mr. Ant Tenna , Battat and Rouxls Kaard from Deltarune

★ Jax from The Amazing Digital Circus

REGARDING REQUESTS: Please specify whether you'd like a fic or headcanons! If you don't, I'll pick based on what I think fits the most or depending on how much free time I have on my hands.

FANFICTIONS

★ They could range from 1k to 2k in length, I would say. I've written longer things for sure, but for requests I usually stick to that lenght.

★ Specify: prompt, canon character involved (1 max), reader's gender and/or pronouns. If you don't specify these I'll go with a genderneutral reader using they/them pronouns.

HEADCANONS

★ I will typically write around 1k worth of headcanons or a little less.

★ Specify: prompt, canon character/s involved, reader's gender and/or pronouns. Same as before if you don't specify.

MATCHUPS

INFO NEEDED:

Basics (Name, age, height, etc.)

Personality

Style

Likes

Hobbies

Dislikes

Any other infos (fun facts, quirks, etc.)

If you want me to exclude one of the characters from your possible matches

Currently you can get matched with: Tenna, Spamton, Jevil, Swatch, Queen, Rouxls Kaard, Lenino, Elnina, the Addisons, Battat.

WHAT I WILL WRITE: Any genre except the ones below, x Reader fics, Reader of any gender, sexuality, etc., I will write suggestive themes when I feel like it and might just accept a couple requests from non-anon blogs.

WHAT I WON'T WRITE: adult x minor relationships and generally themes that are considered 'Dead Dove', minor Reader, hardcore NSFW, Yandere, Hurt no Comfort.

Please respect my rules and happy reading/requesting !! ;D

There has always kind of been this phenomenon of people taking writing for granted - wether it's on here that they read stuff, or on places like AO3, which is recognized as The archive for fanfiction, and where the 'good stuff' is.

They're bored, so they open their site and look up something to read real quick; they get to the end, leave a like or a kudo, and go. Not many stop and leave a comment, but I mean, no one's forcing them to do that, right? It's optional, even though the writer would appreciate it.

So what happens on Tumblr? A lot of writers take requests here, I've noticed - me included! We love to take your ideas and turn them into headcanons, fanfictions, scenarios...and all of this is taken even more for granted sometimes, sadly.

No 'thank you's, no 'that was a great interpretation of my idea's - and it's especially bad because we're doing this for other people.

I'm not afraid to say that I'm a little disappointed when I don't hear back from somebody who requested something...I spend time writing these, and I don't want people to share them everywhere or anything, but saying thank you to somebody who does something for you is like, basic interaction I think.

Outgoing, clingy, creative, devoted…I think these are personality traits that you two have in common! You sound like a passionate person who puts a lot of time and effort into things and people he loves, and you deserve someone who appreciates that AND is willing to do the same towards you.

Rouxls loves to talk about anything, ranging from his interests to random things that happen to him in everyday life; I think conversations between you two would be very lively, and he would also love to hear you ramble, granted you're willing to listen to his every bit of commentary and sometimes unsolicited advice - but he doesn't do it maliciously! He's just really engaged in whatever you have to say!

He would love the variety in your aesthetic, he'd think it's very fun and whimsical. He might even get inspired and try out a few things himself, and I get the feeling that he'd particularly enjoy when you dress in a way that matches his own pretty outfits. Also, it's Rouxls Kaard…he'd comment on your outfits a lot, and find ways to be dramatic about it; oh, you're choosing to wear something that makes you look like a gothic villain? Suddenly he's your romantic interest, and he's completely swooned!

Your love languages including physical touch is great, because he's very touchy with his lovers, even without meaning to. He wouldn't mind it at all from you! He also loves collecting weird things, so your gift giving wouldn't bother him either- I actually think he'd share the same love languages, words of affirmation included! He's not afraid to tell anyone how he truly feels.

Rouxls would also not mind taking care of you at all; can he be a little clumsy at it at first? Sure, but he's trying! And he's willing to go to great lenghts for his lover specifically, even if it means looking a bit stupid. His support goes all ways; it's verbal - he'd be reassuring you no matter what -, physical - need a hand with something? Anything is hurting? He'll help you -, emotional - feeling unstable, or just particularly down? Don't worry, he can handle pretty much anything - and whatever else you might be able to think of.

And lastly, I don't think there's anything he would find silly or stupid - if it brings you joy, or makes you feel comfortable or anything along those lines, he's willing to let you do it and even go along with it. You put up with his eccentricity, so he naturally does the same with yours…not that he would mind!

Let's begin by reviewing what you've written in your type's section: you say you like people who are considerate, supportive, smart and equipped to deal with your anxious attachment style. You also like when they have style and can make you laugh. In addition, you value loyalty, sincerity and knowledge.

I think Swatch matches all of these! He would be patient with you when you get anxious about your relationship, and he's very attentive towards how you feel in general, so he would try to not agitate you in the first place. He's excellent at reassurance, and I would dare to say his attachment style is pretty secure. He comes off as quite reserved, but that's because he's used to observing others and determine how they feel; and, as a skilled worker in customer service, he doesn't mind tending to people, you included.

Despite his calm demeanor, Swatch can get snarky. His sense of humor is not for everyone to get, but he can be pretty funny when the timing is appropriate.

He's also deemed as pretty handsome by the majority of people who know him; other than looking good appearance-wise, he's got great tastes in clothes, just like you seem to enjoy. He puts a lot of thought in what he's going to wear depending on who he's spending time with, the context, the place, etcetera. You mentioned you appreciate when people ask you to match: he would find it really cute and romantic if you accepted to match outfits or accessories with him sometimes!

Swatch is ever so loyal: he's consistent in your regard and treatment, and would genuinely do anything for you. He also expects you to feel and do the same towards him, he shares loyalty as one of the things he values.

And to top all this, he's one of the most knowledgeable individuals you'll come across, most likely. Reading and learning about anything are two of his favorite activities to fill his time with, and he'd be honored to spend time engaging in them with you. I also see him getting invested in your journaling, and to match outfits you'd need to go shopping together in the first place, which he would greatly enjoy - however, he would absolutely love if you agreed to let him get something tailored specifically for the two of you.

Swatch is very supportive as well; I see him having no problem with what you believe in, how you want to appear, or anything you might think of. You two share open-mindedness. In my opinion, he's the kind of person who would go to greath lenghts for you: he'd definitely help you pay for your piercings and tattoos, get you things you're passionate about since you love collecting, and even pick out some things that you might like himself, such as jewellery, as a little surprise for you.

He would want to be as educated as possible on your identity and beliefs, granted you're willing to be the same towards his.

★ He starts off with the usual questions anyone might ask to somebody who's struggling - if everything is okay, what happened, how he can help, etc. Depending on what you tell him, he absolutely doesn't mind giving an earful to whoever might've hurt you later, and he's going to be honored if you specifically request that he stays with you! He really does try for you, you're the most important thing that's ever happened to him…so he's going to prove he's willing to do things to improve your mood.

★ If you can't find ways to calm down by yourself, he's going to suggest some activities; help him make a puzzle, or write some poetry together, surely concentrating on these things is going to take your mind off of things, right? (And he could use some help on the first option, but he's not really thinking about that now - he'll even ignore it if you admit that his puzzles suck a little!)

★ Butters you up with compliments, and is even more affectionate than usual - you'll also notice an increase of the amount of pet names he usually calls you. Specifically, he's going to highlight the fact that you're "his" and that you're "handsome/beautiful", and he might go a little crazy on the physical affection unless you point out that you don't feel up to that right now - and yes, you do need to point it out, otherwise he's going to be attached to your hip at all moments!

★ In the case that you do want some extra affection, he's going to be very close to you. Like, extremely close…I'm talking about your shoulders touching no matter what you guys are doing. Take his offer to write poetry up and you're going to struggle writing anything down, because you're going to be feeling his every movement, eheh.

★ A downside to everything is that it might take him a little to adjust if you have specific requests that he doesn't really 'fancy', like spending time apart from each other or if you turn down things that he suggests doing. He doesn't exactly get frustrated, he might just be a little lost since he does think he has the whole 'comforting you' thing down and he's sure what he suggests would help. But, he's of course going to respect your wishes - he'll just have to humble down later and ask if him pushing you a little made everything worse. He really, really cares.

★ ★ ★

You comforting Rouxls

★ Rouxls needs…a lot of time. Quite literally, because he's a bit of a drama king and likes to drag things a little when he's not feeling the best, too. But can you really blame him? He just loves the attention, which he doesn't often get from anyone else, and it's even more special because it's from you!

★ As confident as he is usually, he might prefer engaging in things that he's familiar with, if he's already feeling down. He doesn't get things right on his first try a lot, and that might sadden him in this context. Still, he does like to do something in these cases, like writing his feelings down if they're too complicated to be spoken out loud. He won't make you read it every time, he just wants you by his side as he processes his feelings, and he's going to appreciate having a shoulder to lean on…

★ …for real, he wants as much physical affection as he can get. This is also going to be one of the rare instances where he lets you play with his hair! He already probably looks a mess, so who cares if you mess it up a little in the process at this point? It makes him feel better, so he doesn't mind.

★ Also, do compliment him through this - it's going to make him feel appreciated, and he's also going to look really cute all blushy, so it's a win-win situation. He likes to be called pretty, and be told that you'll stay by his side for as long as he needs. He's actually going to get a bit offended if you even just suggest parting for a while, like hey, how do you not know this about him! He wants you as close as you can get!

★ Do reassure him that he's doing a good enough job, if that's what he's got him feeling down. God knows how many times he's been told he's shit at puzzles, poetry, running his shop, or anything else really - he could really use some kindness and support, because you know, even the best end up feeling insecure sometimes.

As you await her arrival in the most private spot of the Green Room you could find, you imagine how disastrously OR disastrously well this could all go; she could straight up reject you, but it's true that you've basically become her confidant and one of her only close friends, so why not think positively? But then again, she could just not be interested in a relationship altogether, which would make you guilty of possibly ruining your friendship…

…How wonderful would it be though, if she reciprocated your feelings?

Lost in thought as you are, it's only natural that you get startled when someone unceremoniously throws themselves on the seat next to yours, head already in hands and a desperate sigh escaping their lips.

Battat.

She must've seen or heard you tense up, judging by the look she gives you;

"Uurgh, rough day…sorry, I guess." She mumbles the last part, prideful as ever, "For scaring you."

"Nah, don't worry about it - I was just thinking about…something," you trail off, but quickly realize what she said and feel rude for not even asking to elaborate, "Whatever happened to you, though? You look exhausted."

Battat inhales.

"…My apartment?" you suggest, having planned to move there anyway later in the hangout.

She doesn't think twice before accepting the offer.

"…and oh my…UGH! Don't even get me started on the way he doesn't care about anyone's feelings…EVER! It's like, I walk into a room, and he doesn't even care that it's a living being walking into the room, you know? 'Do this!' or 'Do that!' or even 'I feel like this, so you should feel like that too because of ME!'…It's tiring! So very tiring, I'm tired, tired, tired!! And do you even know about Mike?!"

Battat takes the deepest breath you've ever witnessed her take, a crazed expression on her freckled face.

You awkwardly hold the cup of juice you've poured yourself a while ago to your lips, and shake your head as an answer, to which she drags her claws down her cheeks.

"Well in short, as context…Mike is this mysterious figure who-"

If anyone were to ask right now, you'd certainly answer that this is not the way you were planning your confession to go. Listening to her desperate rant, you sit across from Battat on the small couch situated in your living room, most of the snacks and drinks you've brought in and placed on the coffee table going completely untouched as she's too concentrated on pouring her own frustrated feelings out.

Despite all this, you listen to her; you listen to her explanation on who Mike is supposed to be, listen to the way she laments on how she wishes she could do more as an employee for Tenna, and to how she explains that she has been barely sleeping since the last time you saw each other because she was just so busy and agitated over work and figuring out who or where Mike could even be.

Between one explanation and the other, you can't help but wish you could somehow make her feel better, less stressed.

You selfilshly wonder if she wishes for you to be more than just a friend in these situations, but someone who could hold and comfort her, too.

Drained as she looks, you figure that her rant must be coming to an end anyway, so you make the slightly bold move of interrupting her and grabbing a snack and drink to then hand to her, prioritizing her comfort;

"…Huh."

"Eat and drink up, Batts. You haven't touched anything, even after working all day,"

She raises a brow at you, and looks down at the food.

"I wasn't even half done talking, you know?"

Ouch, you think…but then again, you haven't had one single chance to speak either. You don't hold anything against her however, and actually just giggle at her comment.

"Well, let's just take a break then…? I work at the studio too, all that noise paired up with your thoughts must be tiring as all Hell. It's way more quiet here."

Despite her lack of manners, she does end up taking a few bites and sips of what you've handed her. She leans against the backrest properly too, and sighs in what seems to be a more relaxed way than earlier. Quiet fills the room, and it's not entirely comfortable, but not extremely awkward either. Your feelings linger in the air, but you're mostly just glad you're actually getting her to destress.

"Y'know," she starts, dragging you out of your thoughts, "Err. It's nice. This, I mean."

"Elaborate?"

"Ugh." She's a bit unwillingly funny, you've come to realize, "Just having someone to…talk to? Who doesn't interrupt…or judge. I mean, you probably don't even know what I'm talking about most of the time. But. Like. You listen and it's nice and sometimes you ask me to elaborate which is annoying-"

"Sorry for caring about what you say!" You retort humorously.

"-but I guess I'm fine with it…with you caring. Eugh." She looks the other way, but you catch her rolling her eyes probably at herself.

"'Eugh' what? I appreciate you saying all that, really!" You decide to be sincere, if anything to make her feel less embarassed, "It's…kinda what I hope for after all. Whenever I invite you over or…even when we just hang out, and…"

There's a short pause in which you ponder what you should say. Battat looks at you out of the corner of her eye, then slowly turns back to you fully.

"You're being weird now."

She doesn't sound mad, just a little confused. You really hope you're not blushing like crazy now, despite how warm your cheeks feel at what you're about to confess.

"Just wait until I tell you why I feel that way…!"

…

"Should I make a corkboard out of this too, or…?" the slight tilt of her head is cute, to say the least. So is the slight shake in her voice, as she probably comes to the realization of how you feel.

You're the one taking a deep breath now, before speaking;

"…I like you, Battat. I- I don't really know how else to say this, but I do. And maybe I feel a little worried when you disappear for days or weeks before we get to talk again- but I'm also glad you felt comfortable enough to rant to me this time, and also! It's okay if you don't feel the same way, I just- after what you said, I at least felt better about the part where you disappear, because-" You glance at her before continuing, worried that you might be going on for too long, but you're met with the face of…surprise? Amazement, even? "Woah, are you okay?"

"YES." She clears her throat and finally blinks for what must be the first time since you started rambling, "Yes I'm okay. I just have no idea how to feel. I…"

Feeling extremely worried of having messed up your relationship, you're not sure if you should reach out for her too or not. You decide not to, realizing she would probably prefer to have her own space. You notice her biting the inside of her cheek before gathering her next words,

"I think I feel the same way, so…don't worry, it's just weird, I've had one terrible day after the other so having something nice happen to me is- whatever, this is not just about me- uuuuurgh can you tell I'm bad at this?!"

Some of the weight on your chest lifts, and you smile at her flustered expression. Battat fidgets with her hands, a harmless action per se, however you finally reach out to hold one of them when you notice her claws are too sharp to constantly pick at her skin like that.

"I'm sweating, that's probably gross." she warns, not yet squeezing back, but not removing it from yours either. She really is odd in an endearing way.

"Don't be silly, I don't really mind."

"Ah, seriously…?" you mutter, covering your head with your hands as much as you can and quickening your steps to reach the castle in record time. On your way there, you take notice of how little Darkners are around, a telltale sign that this must've been going on for a while.

Opening and then slamming the door shut in a hurry, you take a moment to regain some composure; thank the Heavens for Ralsei, who took care of making you your own room already, where you can easily get a change of clothes…now that you can think more clearly, you suppose that your partner must be waiting for you in there, as he usually does.

Walking past everyone else's room and finally reaching yours, your suspicions are proven right once you throw its door open as well and your gaze falls on the figure comfortably laid on your bed.

Rouxls puts aside whatever book he chose to read to pass the time and pushes himself up into a sitting position; his brows furrow as he takes in your appearance:

"Oh- Oh! Mine darlinge, whatever happened on thine way hereth?!" he hurriedly gets up and goes for your wardrobe, rambling about how you immediately need a change of clothes and how he hadn't even noticed the weather getting that bad, but you snort and gently stop him before he can rummage through your things and make a mess.

"Rouxls! Don't worry, it's just rain water. And I prefer picking my own clothes, thank you very much!" you say this humorously, but he still puts his hands up in defense.

"Mine apologiese! But - thou should knowest I merely mean to maketh matters smoothe for thou, especially-eth for it's been quite a longe time," he's sort of fiddling with his hands now, probably not sure about what to do while you're quickly sorting through your outfit choices.

Picking out the most comfortable option you can find, your search is finally over, and you turn back to him with a smile. As tall as he is, you need to stand on your tiptoes to place a couple kisses on one of his cheeks as you hold the other in your free hand; he scrunches up where his nose should be, and grins into the affection.

"No worries, I know. I'll get changed and then we can decide what to do instead of going out, since it's…not looking like it wants to stop anytime soon-"

As if on cue, a flash of light interrupts your speech, followed by a worryingly loud rumble which makes both you and Rouxls slightly jump.

"Mine Angel! It seemseth Not. Best we stayeth inside all things considereth. Go on! Do switche thine attire, I shan't be looking!!"

His silliness makes you chuckle, and you do take him sitting back on your bed and looking the other way as an opportunity to dry off a little and change.

Once you're wearing dry clothes and you've fixed your hair as best as you possibly can with just your hands, you take a seat next to Rouxls, who's redirected his attention to the imagery of the rain pouring outside your window. It's quite harsh rattling and the fact you can barely make out the view you're used to seeing suggest that you won't be able to leave the castle yet again.

"So." he begins, a long sigh escaping his lips, "I assumest…with utmoste anguish…our rendezvous shall be-eth delayed. UNLESS thou wisheth to engageth in some sorte of amusemente en masse! Whilst thou converseth on thine whereabouts, mayhapse?" despite the silly wording he still manages to come off as sweet.

For the time being, you decide you simply want to lie down and rest after the eventful week you've had back in your world, so you shrug and slump onto the mattress, bringing him down with you. Rouxls looks surprised at first, but quickly adjusts and soon enough you're fitting together like puzzle pieces.

"Maybe we can do something later…I've been running around for days, I couldn't wait to just be here with you instead of there with my boss or…or the grocery store employees, or whoever I was supposed to see!"

He seems amused by your attitude, but the way he subtly squeezes you closer to himself easily conveys his will to finally make you feel comfortable.

"Feare not, thou darlinge hero, for thine moment of leisureth has ultimately cometh! …withe Moi." You share a laugh at his words, "Do go aheadst with thine 'rant', as thou call it, if you wisheth."

You take his suggestion, burying a hand in his soft, silky hair while you're at it, and recount the past week's events; how you almost got fired over something that wasn't your fault - which Rouxls seems to be very displeased by -, how you had to do your groceries twice because the first time they didn't have most of what you needed anymore - Rouxls announces that, had he been there with you, he would've "showedst them" -, and the seemingly never ending amount of favors you've had to take upon yourself for close friends and family.

There’s good and bad things about dating one of your coworkers for sure: everyone will tell you about the bad aspects first, of course, like how if you ever broke up you’d still have to deal with their now annoying ass every day, no matter what, even if you’d rather never see their face ever again. 

Or like how seeing each other too often could become a problem, especially when one of you needs space and the job won’t allow you to have that.

People taking one or the other’s side in case of arguments or misunderstandings, workplace etiquette being disrupted, getting frustrated at each other over small things that happen on the job…the list could go on.

However, be it because of your loving nature or the amount of time you and said coworker actually spend apart from each other, even while on the job, you’ve never encountered major issues in your relationship with Battat.

His job as Tenna’s personal assistant, even if it’s on turns, is certainly not easy, you can see it on his face when he takes off his costume at the end of the day: furrowed brows due to stress, pronounced bags under his eyes, every single muscle tense and begging for a moment of relaxation.

And here actually comes your own personal list of pros of dating on the job.

“Do you want me to go undercover and bring the props to Tenna or will Pluey handle that fine?”

Battat tenses at the question at first, but his shoulders relax at the mention of the Shadowguy, and so he keeps on walking alongside you to exit the changing rooms;

“Nah, I told him already. Gave me a heart attack right there though!” he squints at you, and your response is a roll of your eyes.

A huff from your boyfriend prompts you to grab the bag he uses to carry his Mike costume, ever so heavy; you hide it behind your own bag for good measure, glad that it’s one of the days of the week where your work hours coincide. 

You don’t pay that much mind to your other coworkers trying to stop you for a chat today, and make up the usual excuse that you and your boyfriend need to run some errands before your next shifts - nobody bats an eye at this, after all TV World’s inhabitants are always busy in some way.

Once the door to your little shared apartment closes behind you, Battat groans in despair and quite literally lets himself fuse with the couch, dragging his clawed hands along his face.

As much as you love his claws, you inspect him closely to make sure he hasn’t accidentally scratched himself before placing your bags near the door and taking a seat of your own. Jongler doesn’t seem to be home, and Pluey must’ve already left for their shift, so you should be fine being more disgustingly sweet than usual.

“I know…I could sense Tenna’s awful mood all the way from the Green Room today.” When he doesn’t make an effort to reply, you quirk one of your eyebrows, “Need a minute?”

“...No, I might need a whole lifetime's worth of vacations if it goes on like this though!! Mike, fetch THIS! Mike, do THAT! Ooooh my God. Might as well change my name into Mike! Steal the guy’s identity, it’s not like anyone even knows who he is, not even Tenna! And did you hear what he said at lunch?!” 

Your head perks up at the mere mention of some juicy gossip; both you and Battat bring your legs up on the couch, they end up touching, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

The next half hour is spent commenting on questionable things Tenna has said and done, and on how incompetent some of your other coworkers can be even after years on the same job. Not that you blame most of them of course, but they could make things easier for you and especially for Battat if they just cared to learn.

In one way or the other, you and Battat gravitate towards each other on the couch, and his head ends up on your shoulder as he uses his finger to trace the path one of said coworkers took earlier in the day to fix a misplaced light, right on your leg. One particular motion makes you giggle, so he mischievously repeats it to annoy you.

Though with both of your eyes half lidded due to lack of sleep, you continue chatting about your days until your Zapper friend comes back and decides it’s time for an early dinner.

Something endearing about Battat is that, despite his seemingly distant demeanor, one glance or a smile across the room is quite enough to make his heart beat faster.

You’re chatting with some friends on break, drink in hand, when your boyfriend comes into view. He shouldn’t be on the job right now, but you’re accustomed to him walking in from time to time to check on how Pluey, Jongler and of course you are doing.

Not wanting to end the quite pleasant conversation going on, you decide to simply keep an eye on him until your friends are done with the topic. Jongler’s on the Mike-job right now, so Battat quietly instructs them on how to do something for Tenna that he usually takes care of.

Suddenly, one of your friends makes a completely unrelated comment that has everyone giggling; you take the opportunity to stare directly into the Pippin’s eyes.

Battat tries to ignore you at first, averting his gaze on whatever Jongler’s asked him to check on earlier, but the faint blush blooming on his cheeks is painfully noticeable. You don’t even mean to snort at the expression he’s making, slightly frustrated and you’d dare to say embarrassed, but it escapes you.

“Anyone need more drinks? I can refill your cups myself for the price of a day off where you guys cover for me!” you announce to your friend group, obviously jesting. You do find yourself holding four more empty plastic cups, though.

Walking past your boyfriend, you sweetly smile at him, an invitation to join you on your little trip. He shakes his head, but follows you either way.

“Can you believe I’m getting the next four days off?” you ask him, referencing the earlier joke.

“Nah.”

“You would be right to think that, I’m actually staying later than usual tomorrow.” 

When you reach the water dispenser and you busy yourself with filling each cup, he leans closer to you.

“Stop making faces at me on the job by the way! I can’t look like I’m nervous around Mike of all people!!”

★ Ena likes attention, as much as she doesn't like to admit it: ever since she got comfortable with you, she's been demanding hugs and kisses every day, no matter how tired her job makes her. She also might slightly enjoy how you cling to her when she's back from work, and the occasions where you wait for her return to go to bed, craving her presence next to you as you drift off…

★ …so it's somehow not surprising at all when she starts getting jealous of a plushie, of all things. You've gotten this specific plush from a wandering vendor who said he could make one based off of a real individual at any time; since you can't always accompany Ena during her work, you thought it'd be nice to have a little version of her that you can bring outside or snuggle with when she's not there!

★ But your girlfriend slightly surprises you once again when, upon finding you peacefully asleep with the plushie in your arms multiple times after work, you wake up to a half empty bed one particular morning, only to find that she fell asleep on the awfully small couch in your living room instead.

★ It's almost what would be considered sunrise in a human world, so you decide to wake her up that day and inquire if you've perhaps done something wrong for her to not want to sleep with you. Still groggy, she responds that “there is no need for her anymore, apparently, now that you've got that dumb puppet”. She moves to get up and leave your one bedroom house but you sit her down again as it's early anyway, and insist on explaining to her that of course the plushie isn't a replacement, if anything the reason you like it so much is because it resembles her!

★ So from that point on, you try your absolute best to not make her feel left out by doing little things that she…admittedly finds cute: you try to introduce her to plushie cuddling, just to make her understand how comfortable it can be and why it would ease you into sleep in the first place.

Whenever you're out and about together and you sit somewhere for a rest, you place the plushie between the two of you.

And when the plushie gets an affectionate hug or a kiss, you make sure to give that same attention to the real Ena, who has probably been impatiently waiting for her turn from the moment she saw you grab it.

★ As time passes, she gets less and less distasteful towards the plushie, and even goes as far as surprising you with other ones you can add to your collection; she supposes they make you feel more at home, and if they're just a decoration for your bed or something you can bring along while on your outings, she doesn't really mind them.

It's actually endearing to her that you treat them as if they were your pets or even children, and it makes her wonder if you'd be that caring towards any being.

★ She even catches herself talking to them like you do, picking them up if they fall off your bed and telling them to be more careful, or petting them and fixing their accessories if they're a little out of place. She finds it curious how you put the Ena plushie in outfits and wonders if you'd like seeing her wear different things than her usual work attire.