#kc v

The Slaughterhouse Losers have a rule: no normies. 

Everyone in that server has blood on their hands, a body count they can't erase, and a reason they'll never see the outside of a prison cell. 

They are killers with different goals and they've built their fragile little community on the understanding that they are all the same breed of broken. They trust each other because they have no choice—who else would accept them? Who else could look at the things they've done and not flinch? 

The rule keeps them safe. The rule keeps them together.

Until you join.

You see at first, you seem like one of them, kind, capable, and honest with that particular stillness that only comes from having ended lives. But as the weeks pass, they start to notice something different about you. 

You're not a thrillkiller like Ronin, who treats murder like a game and death like an aesthetic. You're not a vigilante like V, who kills with clinical precision and calls it justice.  You're not an assassin like Misaki, who turns murder into salary pay, or a cannibal like Angel, who hunts with elegance and eat with cruelty. 

You don't hunt at all anymore. You don't kill. You just... exist. Close like someone who used to be on fire and has long since burned out.

You're retired.

But, you know the server isn't stupid. They run background checks on everyone, after all it's standard protocol, a safety measure born from paranoia and hard-earned trust issues. 

Ronin is the one who starts digging, because he's always been too curious for his own good. He pokes around dark web archives, looking for traces of your old work, not because he doesn't trust you, but because he's fascinated. 

You're too normal. Way too composed and functional for someone who used to kill people. There has to be a story there, and Ronin wants to read it.

Then he finds the articles.

They're little old, somewhat buried deep in the forgotten corners of the internet, scrubbed from most mainstream databases by algorithms and time. But the underground forums remember. The whispers never truly die. And what they whisper about is you.

"The Antichrist," the articles call you. 

An unidentified serial killer active from 2016 to 2020. 

The estimated victim count stands at thirty-seven confirmed, though the real number is likely higher, as in some bodies were never found, some cases never connected. 

The signature alone was unmistakable: bodies arranged in crucifixion poses, arms outstretched, nailed or tied to whatever surface would hold them. Eyes removed from their sockets. Skulls cracked open, brains exposed to the elements. 

Hearts extracted from chest cavities. Organs spilled across the ground like offerings at a grotesque altar. All victims were found in states of advanced decomposition—some had been dead for weeks before discovery, their bodies left to rot in public spaces where they would inevitably be found.

The religious symbolism was careful and devastating.

 The victims were almost exclusively corrupt clergy, televangelists, or figures of organized religion, such as men and women who had used their positions of power to abuse, exploit, and destroy. 

Somehow the killer left no DNA, no witnesses, no pattern that law enforcement could predict or trace. The nickname came from both the method of display and the killer's apparent mockery of Christian iconography, truly a crucifixion that was also a condemnation, a punishment that was also a sermon.

Ronin stares at the screen.

His hands are still. His breathing is shallow. For once in his life, he has absolutely nothing to say. The devil-horn beanie on his head feels like a joke now, a cheap costume compared to the real thing sitting in his server. 

He thought he was the monster in the room. He thought his crowbar and his chaos made him dangerous. But you? 

You made him look like a Sunday school teacher.

The server is quiet. Like an unusually quiet.

Everyone was on the server voice chat utterly speechless once they heard the news about you.

Meaning, Misaki is muted for once, so no chaotic noise, no breathless rambling. Angel's camera is off, her profile picture frozen in its usual heart-shaped perfection. V's typing bubble appears and disappears without sending anything in the main chat, like he's starting and stopping a dozen sentences he can't finish. The silence stretches with a heavy and suffocating, until finally Ronin speaks.

"So."

Just one word is all he said. Flat and in all, his voice had a strange, not angry, not scared, just... processing tone. Like he's trying to fit this new information into the picture he had of you, and nothing is aligning.

"The Antichrist." He says it slowly, tasting the weight of the name. "That was you."

"Yes."

Silence again. Angel unmutes, her voice softer than usual, hesitant in a way you've never heard from her before. 

"The bodies were..." She pauses, searching for words that won't sound inadequate. "I've seen a lot of things. I've done a lot of things. But the descriptions I read—"

"They're accurate." You cut her off gently, not defensive, not proud—just honest. "Every detail. Every body. Every crime. It was all me."

V's voice cuts in, calm and clinical as always, but there's an edge to it now—something careful, something measured. "Thirty-seven confirmed victims. All religious figures. All found in states of advanced decomposition. The crucifixion positioning. The organ removal. The..." He hesitates, and for a moment he sounds almost human. "The eyes."

You don't flinch at all. 

You've made peace with what you did—or at least, you've learned to carry it without collapsing. "I don't do that anymore."

Misaki unmutes next, their voice smaller than usual, just genuine, fragile curiosity. "What made you stop?"

For a moment the question hangs in the air. Honestly, you're quiet for a long moment, feeling the weight of four killers waiting for your answer. When you finally speak, your voice is steady but tired.

“Ton of therapy," you say. "And medication. And the realization that I was becoming the thing I hated." Another pause, little longer this time. "I killed monsters. But somewhere along the way, I stopped being able to tell the difference between them and me. So I stopped. I got help. I started trying to be human again."

The silence that follows is different. Like there wasn’t no judgment, not fear, but something closer to understanding. 

They don't forgive you. They don't absolve you. 

But they do hear you out at least.

✑ 𝓇𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓃 | @.𝑔𝑜𝓇𝑒𝒷𝑜y 

Ronin is quiet for three days.

Ronin, who never shuts up. Ronin, who turns everything into a joke, who treats murder like a game and death like an aesthetic. Ronin, who styled himself after the devil and wore his cruelty like a crown.

Three days of silence from the loudest person in the server.

When he finally messages you, it's private. Very much random and late at night. Just two three, typed slowly, like he's still figuring out how to say them.

@.goreboy: and i thought i was the devil

@.goreboy: but u made me look like a sunday school teacher

@.goreboy: how do u live with it

And you saw it. You was staying up late doing whatever.

You think about his question. it made you think about the years of therapy, the medication, the sleepless nights, the nightmares that still come sometimes. You think about the weight you carry every single day, and how it gets a little lighter with time.

You: One day at a time.

You: And I don't do it anymore.

@.goreboy: u rly stopped? just like that?

You: It wasn't just like that. It took years. It took help. It took wanting to stop.

@.goreboy: ...does it get easier?

You: Hell no. But like, you get better at carrying it.

@.goreboy: fuck

@.goreboy: i think i need a minute

He doesn't message you again that night. But the next morning, there's a meme in the server—a religious meme, something about "when god sees you sinning and just sighs." 

It's from him. Tagged with @.you.

@.goreboy: u know this reminded me of u

@.goreboy: welcome to the server btw

@.goreboy: u earned it

It's not forgiveness nor acceptance. But it's something, like between the person he thought you were and the person you actually are. 

And for Ronin, that's as close to an olive branch as he knows how to give.

✑ 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁 | @.𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸

Angel takes it differently. She's silent during the group call, her camera off, her presence reduced to a username and a muted icon. When she finally speaks, her voice is carefully controlled—the same voice she uses at work, at parties, at moments when she's performing for people she despises. 

She's wearing her mask, and it's seamless.

"I'd like to talk to you privately."

You agree. Her private message arrives a few minutes later, and it's unexpected.

@.angelic: I read the files.

@.angelic: You killed a televangelist in 2014. Marcus Webb. He ran a megachurch that funneled millions from his congregation while his family lived in luxury.

@.Angelic: The article didn't mention that he was laundering money for a human trafficking ring. I found it in a federal investigation file that got buried.

@.Angelic: His victims were children. Immigrants. People who trusted him because he wore a collar and spoke of God's love.

You wait. You don't deny it. There's no point.

@.Angelic: I've spent years watching people like that. People who use faith as a weapon, who hide their cruelty behind pretty words and stained glass windows.

@.Angelic: I've killed people like that too.

@.Angelic: But I never did what you did. I never made it a performance. I never made them face what they'd done before I ended them.

A long pause. You can almost see her typing, deleting, typing again.

@.Angelic: You made them look at their own sins.

@.Angelic: How did you make them see?

You: I showed them their victims. Photographs. Testimonies. Everything they'd tried to bury.

You: I made them read the names aloud before I took anything from them.

@.Angelic: ...I think I understand you.

@.Angelic: I don't like that I understand you.

@.Angelic: But I do. You're not my favorite person right now. But you're not the monster I thought you were. And I think... I think maybe that means something.

Something changes after that conversation.

Angel still treats you with her usual elegance—you know the way she always seems to be performing for an audience. But there's a warmth beneath it now. A recognition. A shared understanding that goes beyond the surface.

She starts sending you links to articles about corrupt religious figures. Sometimes with a simple message: "Found another one. You'd have liked this case."

She starts inviting you to her shopping trips—not as a bodyguard or a lookout, but as a companion. Someone who understands the weight of what they've done and still chooses to move forward.

One night, after a particularly difficult mission, she messages you at 3 AM.

@.Angelic: I still dream about them sometimes.

@.Angelic: The ones I killed. Not the ones who deserved it—the ones who were just... collateral.

@.Angelic: I don't know how to make peace with that.

You: You don't have to make peace with it. You just have to carry it.

@.Angelic: Is that what you do?

You: Every day.

@.Angelic: ...Does it get easier?

You: No. But you get better at carrying it.

@.Angelic: That's not very comforting.

You: It's honest.

@.Angelic: ...I think I prefer honesty. Thank you. For being honest. For not pretending you're something you're not. I don't trust many people. But I think I trust you.

You: lol that's a dangerous thing to say to someone like me.

@.Angelic: I know. That's why I said it.

She doesn't say she forgives you. She doesn't say she approves of what you did. But she says she understands and for Angel, who has spent her entire life being misunderstood by everyone who wasn't a victim, that's a gift she doesn't give lightly.

She still wears her masks. She still performs. She still kills with elegance and cruelty when the situation calls for it. But when she's with you, the mask slips. Just a little. Just enough to show the person underneath.

And you realize, with a quiet sort of wonder, that she's not afraid of you.

✑ 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓀𝒾 | @.𝒽𝒾𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓊𝓅𝓅𝓅

Misaki is the only one who doesn't change how they treat you.

They still send you memes. Still invite you to voice chat. Still talk about their assassination vacations like you're just another friend in the server—maybe a slightly weirder one, but still a friend.

But one night, after a rough mission, they message you privately. Their usual chaos is dialed down, replaced by something softer, more vulnerable.

@.hitmeuppp: hey

@.hitmeuppp: i know everyone's being weird. i'm not gonna ask u about the bodies or whatever. that's not my business

@.hitmeuppp: but i want u to know

@.hitmeuppp: i've done bad things too

@.hitmeuppp: not like that but still

@.hitmeuppp: bad things

@.hitmeuppp: and i still wake up sometimes and think "oh god what did i do" and i just wanted to say

@.hitmeuppp: i think it's brave that u stopped

@.hitmeuppp: i don't think i could stop

@.hitmeuppp: so yeah, that's all

You: Misaki.

@.hitmeuppp: yeah?

You: Thank you.

@.hitmeuppp: anytime bestie 🎉

@.hitmeuppp: wanna play a game? i'm bored and v is being boring

You play games with them until 3 AM. Neither of you mentions the conversation again. That quiet understanding, a shared recognition of the weight you both carry.

Misaki doesn't judge you. They just... accept you, in that chaotic, unconditional way they accept everyone who earns their trust.

✑ 𝓋 | @.𝒦𝟿

V's reaction to you was the most unemotional attitude?

The best way to explain it that he doesn't avoid you. Hell He doesn't treat you differently. He simply observes—like you're a case study, like he's waiting for you to slip, to reveal the monster beneath the mask.

Weeks pass. Then, one night, he messages you. The message is precise, measured, exactly what you'd expect from him.

@.K9: I have reviewed the files on your previous... activities.

@.K9: I have also reviewed your therapy records. Your medical history. Your current lifestyle.

@.K9: You are not a threat to this group.

@.K9: I have concluded that your presence is acceptable.

You: That's very generous of you.

@.K9: It is not generosity. It is a statistical conclusion.

@.K9: I would like to ask you one question.

@.K9: Do you regret it?

You consider his question for a bit. The honest answer is complicated, but you've never lied to these people, and you're not about to start.

You: Yes and no.

@.K9: Explain.

You: I don't regret the people I killed. They were monsters. They deserved what they got.

You: I regret how I killed them. The cruelty. The performance. The need to make them suffer instead of just ending them.

You: I became a monster to kill monsters. And I don't think that's something to be proud of.

@.K9: ...I understand.

@.K9: I have done things I am not proud of. I have killed people who deserved it, but I have also killed people who could have been redeemed.

@.K9 The difference between us is that you stopped.

@.K9: I haven’t. I don't know if I can.

You: You can.

@.K9: How do you know?

You: Because you're still asking yourself that question.

@.K9: ...

@.K9: I think I owe you an apology. I misjudged you.

You: You judged me correctly. You just didn't have all the information.

@.K9: I have it now. And I think... I think I'm glad you're here.

It's not a declaration of friendship. It's not forgiveness.

But it's V's acknowledgment—a recognition that you are more than the worst thing you've ever done

♤ — 𝓀𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

iyayadonna, all rights reserved. — ⋆˚ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ꩜ 。⋆ .ᐟ

Ronin

He would much rather see your face than anything doing with your body yes he loves and adores you body but he wants to see the pleasure and the red growing on your face, if you dare to try and hide your face he would stop entirely and tease you until you show your face again

You may have times where you pick up the call and hes in purgatory standing over a body wanting you right here right now before disposing of the body, playing with his knives he teases you threatening you with them he knows how flustered you get when you're pretty and bleeding

Most of the time he doesn't even touch himself he has way too much fun teasing and playing with you watching your every move listening closely to your sweet sounds he would adore one of those long distance vibrators to use on you just to watch your face twist and contort in pleasure

If for some reason he's unable to call you like while you're at work he will leave you the dirtiest voice messages just to moan into the microphone letting you know that you are corrupting him just as he is you he loves it when he catches you of guard while you're preoccupied getting your mind on him and only him

V

Before he even texts or calls you you will know that he wants you, you will find a package at your door with water bottles, a box of candy (whichever is your favorite), a pack of quick electrolytes and a note including exact instructions for you depending on how long he wants you for

I know i write about him being a very stoic dom who likes to order you around lovingly but he too gets flustered just by seeing you if hes unable to call you at the time he will ask for a simple selfie of you not even nudes or sexy photos he just wants to see your face and that feeds his pleasure more than anything else especially if he gets a photo of you at work or somewhere busy just knowing that you will drop everything to please him brings him more pleasure than touching himself ever could

He likes sending you simply dirty texts often short requests or a taste of how needy he truly is "i need you here" "You don't understand what you do to me" "My love please answer i need your eyes" He just needs you to know what you do to him in the same way he likes seeing you melt under his control

While you are on call he takes more pleasure in asking you to touch yourself in specific ways making sure you cant cum without his permission watching you intently as though you were prey he wants you to be vocal not in the usual moaning or whimpering he wants you to speak clear sentences asking you to "speak up baby i cant hear you when youre whimpering like that" he gets off to the control he has over you knowing you would do anything for him

Angel

She still prefers to voice call instead of video call the camera makes her nervous and she just couldn't enjoy herself properly with you, she does "make up" for it by praising you and calling you sweet sweet things it seems she has a lot more confidence while its just voice

If you're in a call with the server with her she likes to send you dirty texts about how much she wants you and just how needy she is, calling you a sweet puppy if you ask her about it she pretends like nothing happened she's an innocent angel

She doesn't send any nudes although she will send you a few pictures of lingerie that she wants to buy to get your opinion on them realistically she just wants to get you flustered by your own imagination bonus points if you send her voice memos or photos about

Once you're both all finished she will make you go get yourself some water and at least one sweet treat then you two will watch a movie together shell ask how your feeling and making sure she didn't push you too hard she wants you to feel safe and secure most of the time you'll all asleep on call together not wishing to hang up

Misaki

If they have a really stressful assassination coming up she will ask for a call just so she can calm down and sleep properly no drunk assassinations anymore it makes her feel closer even though she's halfway across the world from you

She CANNOT handle being on video if you're doing anything together they want to see you but dear god they couldn't think straight or gay with you talking to them while she's looking at you she much prefers you sending photos instead pictures of your hands and thighs nothing private if you don't wish to of course but she would happily accept nudes

Any time you do anything they can and will find a way to make it dirty, she adores sending silly pickup lines that haven't worked since the middle ages but i makes you think of them and that's all they need if you text them back something dirtier its now a competition and they will no back down from that

Ronin

Ronin's love language is also physical touch, so you're lucky. When he wants to show you he loves you, it's normally through touch. This does not mean it's easy to get him to touch you, however. He's still a teasing bastard who doesn't show his true emotions often, so you have to be patient.

Also note that he's not above making you work for what you want. He's telling you that you're pathetic and it's amusing, but he won't push you away. You get away with things other people don't because he likes you. Just a little bit.

When Ronin initiates, it's either because he's sentimental about something (RARE), or he's wanting to get your attention. If he's sentimental, it's probably about Ther or his time in Angelwood. Do not make fun of him. Do not push him. This is the most vulnerable he's been in years. He likes having you near him in those moments because you ground him in reality.

If he wants your attention, however, you can fight him. Ronin loves grabbing your face to make you look at him, he loves throwing his arm(s) around you when you least expect it, and he loves messing with your hair.

5/10 experience at the beginning of the relationship. He is very stiff at first, but he's also very warm. He has a big presence, so if that's important to you, you don't have to worry.

Once y'all have been together for a while, its like an 8/10 if you're always warm, 9/10 if you're cold. Ronin gets malleable, but he still has his muscles and his height. Basically, he's a living body pillow with a built in heating system

Angel

Angel's love language is quality time, which sometimes goes hand in hand with physical touch. She's also had experience with Ronin and his need for it, too. You're in good hands.

Angel doesn't think about touching you, unless she knows you're upset or need to feel loved. It's not her main priority most of the time. Of course, if you need it, she is more than happy to give it to you, and she definitely does not mind receiving it. In private, that is.

In public, if you two are out together, she prefers not to have pda unless it is an absolute must. Even then, she limits it to just holding hands. It's not that Angel doesn't love it, but she has an image to uphold. Her (new!) manager would worry about it, the modeling agency would frown upon it, and she definitely doesn't want you to have to handle creepy fans. It's all about keeping you both safe.

Most date nights will be at your place or hers, where you're free to be yourself. Angel is a big fan of parallel play, where you do one thing and she does another. You can both be curled up together while you write and she brainstorms ideas for new videos. She also loves movie nights and nights where it's almost like you're a pair of teenagers at a slumber party.

You do have to be mindful of her need for alone time, though. She won't even think about telling you she's tired if she can tell that you're not. She won't tell you when she needs space, just because she doesn't want to hurt you. It's something she's working on, but until she masters it, you have to be the one to back off.

Cuddles with Angel are a 7/10 if you're a physically cold person because she is too. She's also very lean but not bony. However, she does have the softest blankets she can find and will use multiple at any given point in time. If you're warm, it's an 8/10 because she will cool you down. She doesn't mind being big or little spoon or if you just want to face each other.

Misaki

Being close with Misaki is difficult. Mainly because if you don't live in Japan, they're literally not able to be close with you. This sucks on both ends because she wants to be with you all the time!

One way she tries to make up for this is sending you care packages. They send you a box once a month of things that will remind you of them. This includes snacks, clothing, deodorant, detergent, even body spray if they can afford it. One time they even carved a heart into an empty bullet casing. In return, you need to send her a care package back with things that are uniquely you. Every month when you both get them, Misaki marks out a special time where you open the boxes on call together. If you open it without her, they get so, so sad.

It really hurts Misaki's heart if they can't be there for you when you need it most. Long distance is difficult, and she knows that, but she also really wants to be able to take care of you. So they always tell you to put one of their shirts on a pillow and place your phone under the shirt. They then send audio messages of anything they can think of, so you can feel like you're holding her. It's not ideal by any means, but she's trying.

Until they can move in with you, they settle on picking one week out of the year to take off from assassinations so they can come see you. That week, she is not letting go of you. It's to make up for lost time. Misaki lets you plan everything since you know the city best, but she does ask that at night you fall asleep with each other. It's the best sleep they've had in a while. You help ease their anxiety.

When in public with you, Misaki's hand is not leaving yours. If you're just wandering around, they are dragging you with them. If you have a specific place you want to be, she is swinging your hands together. Misaki is a big fan of kissing you on the cheek or pecking you quickly on the lips. The moment strikes them often, and sometimes they do one of those cliched lines like "you've got something right there", then they cringe hard and apologize after.

6/10 cuddler when she's with you. Misaki is also thin, but less muscular and more soft due to what they eat. It's very common for them to be the little spoon, but they also squirm. She twists around in your arms a lot, seemingly never comfortable. However when they finally get to sleep, they're like a small animal.

V

V is also a difficult one to be touchy with but not because of distance. He just doesn't need it like you do. He's not opposed to holding you, but he doesn't think about it and he doesn't do it often. Honestly, he doesn't like being touched very much. You are an exception because he loves you.

At some point, he will probably compare you to one of his animals. It’s not bad, believe him. V just rationalizes most things as part of the animal kingdom. He sees your need to be touched as an effect of your socialization, like Fleur. Some animals are more cuddly than others, and that just applies to you. You can tell him to cut it out, but it probably will continue in his head. Again, not because V doesn’t see you as human, he just does this with everyone.

He is very bad at pda. If you go any further than a handhold, he stares at you like you suddenly grew another head. He gets you need this, but it’s all so new to him. He didn’t grow up around this type of love, so be patient and explain. With time, it might grow into a kiss on the cheek or an arm around your waist, but that’s as far as it goes.

If you’re cuddling in his bunker, 9 times out of 10 his animals are with you. K9 is trained to stay off funiture, so he will be at your feet. Kami is a mouser and Fleur is a lapcat, so Kami will bring you “gifts”, then Fleur gets in either of your laps and starts purring. The goats don’t do much, but occasionally they will headbutt you. It’s how they play.

V has to get everything done before he feels comfortable stopping. He works on his vigilante business from 9 to 5, but work doesn’t stop there. He feeds his animals at very specific times, makes dinner at a specific time, gets ready and goes to bed at a specific time. Do not try to get him to change that. It brings him comfort. Your best bet is to bring him over to your place after you’ve done every possible thing he could help you with. Then V will sit down and hold you.

Unfortunately V is a 4/10 cuddle partner at best. He is long and skinny, and he is stiff as a board. The only upsides to cuddling with him are that his skin is soft, and his clothes are comfortable. He has an average body temperature and prefers to be the one doing the holding.

Luca

Luca is the number one cuddlebug of the group. Even if you aren't dating, he is still the first person you should go to if you're feeling the need to cuddle. He smells like the ocean and feels like sunshine. There is nobody better than him on the server.

He is a big fan of pda! Everyone will be sick of you two if he has anything to say about it. His arms are around you, his hands are on you, he is kissing you every 5 minutes. It is almost exhausting. However, he will back off if you tell him to.

Luca loves it when you initiate it as well. It makes him feel special. If you come running at him after he's gone surfing, he is dropping everything with a smile on his face. His arms go straight out, and he catches you and spins you around with him. If you kiss his face, he is blushing and laughing and smiling, and you are getting kissed back. He is legitimately the sweetest guy when it comes to touching you.

He only takes you out to diners and fast food joints, especially when you're getting back from the beach. If you're not wet already, you will be by the end of the date. Luca sits on the same side as you, even if it's just the two of you. He keeps his arm around you and steals your food while you're pressed into his side. He is also one to pull the "you've got a little something on your face" line, but he laughs it off if you don't like it. He doesn't know the meaning of anxiety (almost literally.)

The main downsides to him are that he's either too touchy, or he just can't sit still. He will lean on you while you do important work and ask you a million questions, and it might just make you want to shove him off. However, when you've just gotten comfortable with him on the couch or in bed, Luca will suddenly have an idea and feel the need to execute it immediately.

Man is an 11/10 cuddler when he's not moving, though. He is warm all throughout, well muscled while still staying soft, and loves holding you. You will end up in 5 different positions throughout the session, but they're all comfortable. He is also one that you can position however you want, and he'll be happy. Again, he has a distinct ocean smell to him, even if his wash habits have a different scent. It comes with how much he goes to the beach.

Felicie

Feli is not big on touch, sorry. She likes kisses and hand holding and occasionally a massage on her joints, but beyond that is difficult. It's nobody's fault, but she apologizes for it constantly. Along with that, if you're not in France, it's just not an option most of the time.

She will video call you while she studies if it helps, though. You've got to be quiet, but Feli will let you. She is the type to blow kisses if the time is right.

Like Misaki, she will send you things. It's a little less like a care package than Misaki's, however, as she tends to put candles, maybe perfume, a lighter she thought fit your style, and one of her sweaters. The packages also won't be as frequent, but you will get letters. She seals them with wax and leaves a lipstick print next to her signature. When Feli is having a good day, she'll do her best to hand-write the letters, but most days she types them and does a signature.

If you do end up meeting in person, it's because you took a trip to France. She doesn't have much time to travel due to her studies, but she would love to see you. Just make sure you let her know beforehand so she can prepare. It's for her own peace of mind, scheduling, and she tends to rest more before your visit so she has the energy to move around with you.

This is less of a touchy headcanon and more general, but Feli feels this guilt around being in her wheelchair a lot, especially when she's with people she loves who are able-bodied. You can see it in the main game if you take the feluca story line. She just doesn't want to drag you down. She is, obviously, not, but that's what it feels like in her mind. If you've been dating for a while and have visited her multiple times, she might let you push her wheelchair around and help her transfer seats or into bed, but mostly she prefers to be independent.

6/10 cuddle sessions if she's up for them. Feli prefers to be left alone rather than be held, but she doesn't mind as much if it's you. She is very cold physically, but she wears sweaters and has blankets to share. She likes it when you brush her hair when you hold her. She smells like flowers.

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