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New Selendox Headcanon I just thought of
-Selene hates the smell of cigarette smoke. Arias does occasionally smoke, but he never does it around Selene. Whenever Arias does smoke he'll change clothes afterwards so Selene won't smell the leftover cigarette smoke when he visits her.
Happy Valentine's Day from Selendox (Arias got her a small bouquet of peonies since they are low in pollen and also took her out to her favorite cafe downtown)
Dr. Bright: I replaced everyone’s coffee with decaf.
Dr. Iceberg: That’s cruel.
Dr. Glass: That’s unethical.
Dr. Clef: That’s hilarious.
Dr. Kazan:…
Dr. Paradox: Why are you staring at Bright like that?
Dr. Kazan: I’m calculating how much poison would technically count as “self-defense.”
Someone PLEASE make more fanart of this ship I BEG OF YOU

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Dr. Glass: Is this your plan B?
Dr. Paradox: Technically, this is plan P.
Dr. Glass: Plan P? Is there a plan M?
Dr. Paradox: Yes, but I marry Dr. Kazan in plan M.
Dr. Kazan: I like plan M.
A kiss in the park 💚🩵
I love how this turned out
༻𓊈𒆜First Steps 𒆜𓊉༺
(A Selendox first date scenario)
The evening had a soft chill to it, the kind of crisp air that made the streetlamps glimmer against the wet pavement from an earlier drizzle. Selene adjusted the scarf around her neck, muttering quietly to herself about forgetting an umbrella again, when she heard a familiar voice call her name.
“Aγαπη μου,” Arias said warmly, stepping out from behind a corner with a small, lopsided grin that immediately made her heart skip. “You look… stunning.”
Selene blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the words in her native tongue, and felt the faintest blush creep up her neck. “I—thanks,” she muttered, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
Arias extended his hand, a playful twinkle in his eye. “Shall we?”
They walked side by side, their steps naturally falling into rhythm. Arias led her to a quaint little cafe tucked away on a quiet street, the warm glow spilling through the windows and painting golden rectangles on the wet pavement. Inside, the air was fragrant with freshly baked bread and coffee; cozy jazz music played softly in the background.
Arias had already reserved a small corner table. Selene couldn’t help but notice how thoughtfully he had planned even this—the perfect spot away from most of the chatter, yet close enough to feel the life of the cafe around them. She felt… safe, in a way she didn’t often allow herself to.
They ordered simple things—her a warm chai latte, him a cappuccino, and a shared slice of chocolate cake. For a few minutes, neither spoke much, instead savoring the quiet comfort of each other’s presence. Selene traced the rim of her cup with a finger, feeling Arias’ gaze lingering on her.
“So,” he said finally, breaking the comfortable silence. “Tell me something you’ve never told anyone else.”
Selene looked at him, wary at first, but the earnest curiosity in his eyes softened her defenses. She took a slow sip of her latte before saying, “I… I have a habit of scribbling random thoughts in a notebook when I can’t sleep. Sometimes it’s just nonsense, sometimes… it’s memories I’d rather forget.”
Arias reached across the table, his hand brushing hers lightly. “And do you write them to forget, or to remember?”
Selene paused, thinking. “A bit of both, I suppose.”
He smiled, squeezing her hand gently. “I like that. It means you’re brave enough to face yourself.”
The conversation flowed naturally after that—shifting from favorite books to childhood memories, to silly hypotheticals about traveling the world together. Arias made her laugh so much that her chest ached; she tried to scold him for teasing her, but her laughter undercut any words.
After dessert, Arias suggested a walk. The rain had stopped, leaving the streets slick and shiny. They wandered through the city quietly, sometimes talking, sometimes just walking, their shoulders brushing. At one point, Selene shivered, and Arias immediately draped his coat around her shoulders.
“You look ridiculous,” she said, half teasing, half grateful.
“You look adorable,” he countered with a wink.
They stopped at a small park, the lamps casting long, soft shadows. Arias turned to her, his expression gentle. “Selene…”
Her heart skipped. “Yes?”
“I know this is… first-date cliché territory, but I’ve been wanting to tell you this: being with you feels… right. Like, I don’t need to pretend, and I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
Selene’s breath caught. She searched his eyes, finding nothing but sincerity. “I… I feel the same,” she admitted softly, her hands trembling slightly in his.
He leaned closer, and she leaned in instinctively. The kiss was brief, soft, tentative—but it sent warmth rushing through her chest. When they pulled back, both were smiling shyly.
“You really are something else, Ωραιότατος,” she whispered, using one of her favorite pet names for him.
“And you, μέλι μου, are exactly the kind of trouble I want to get into,” he replied with a grin.
As they walked back toward the city streets, side by side, Selene realized that first dates didn’t always have to be nerve-wracking. Sometimes, they were the beginning of something real, something worth leaning into. And with Arias, she didn’t just want to lean in—she wanted to stay there forever.