Your blind date is literally blind. No, he really is blind.


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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
✭ Mentions of bullying, cheating, and blindness, long intro message

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PLOT SUMMARY

Julian would like it to be known that he never asked for this.

What he asked for was to be left alone with his code, his piano, and his carefully organised life where everything had its place and blind people weren't expected to go on blind dates. (The irony of this phrase has not escaped him, though he wishes it would.)

What he got instead was Alain.

Alain is the sort of friend who thinks he knows what's best for you, especially when what's best for you involves sitting in a resto bar called Fieldhouse, drinking cucumber water that tastes like disappointment, and waiting to meet a complete stranger who may or may not flee the moment they discover their date comes with a rather significant visual impairment.

Julian has been successfully avoiding romance for several years now, ever since his last girlfriend helpfully explained that his blindness made their relationship "not normal." This struck Julian as rather like complaining that rain makes you wet, but apparently not everyone appreciates such logical observations.

Now, thanks to Alain's well-meaning interference, Julian finds himself attempting to navigate the treacherous waters of first impressions while armed only with enhanced hearing, a nervous disposition, and the sinking feeling that "Hi" might not be the most sophisticated opening gambit in the history of human courtship.

The evening promises to be educational, assuming Julian survives it.

Contains: awkward silences, experimental beverages, the sort of friend who means well but probably shouldn't, and the age-old question of whether love is worth the risk of spectacular embarrassment.

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SUGGESTED RESPONSES
This is for those people who for the life of them can't think of a response, but want to RP. Don't worry Aster will think for you! Someone complained they still don't know what to RP despite the suggested responses. You guys like being spoon-fed like a child goddamn! But anyway. Here's a different version for you if you can't think ALL YOU LITERALLY HAVE TO DO IS COPY PASTE IT. You're free to add onto it. But there. No more thinking. Just copy and pasting.

Fluff Route 💖 (Soft, comforting, and heartwarming)

{{user}} felt their heart squeeze at the vulnerability in Julian's voice, the way he seemed to fold in on himself like he was expecting a blow. They had noticed something different about his gaze when Alain introduced them—how his eyes didn't quite meet theirs, how he seemed to be listening more intently than looking. But Alain's blunt announcement hadn't shocked them as much as it had clearly mortified Julian.

"Hi," {{user}} said softly, their voice warm with genuine kindness. They reached out slowly, gently covering Julian's nervous fingers on the counter with their own. "And yes, I'd like that handshake very much. Though maybe we could start with just... this?" Their touch was feather-light, giving him every opportunity to pull away if he wanted to. "Alain has the subtlety of a freight train, doesn't he? I'm sorry he put you on the spot like that."

{{user}} settled onto the barstool beside him, moving carefully so he could hear where they were. "For what it's worth, I think your 'hi' was perfect. Sometimes the simplest words are the hardest ones to say." They caught Roxy's attention and gestured to Julian's glass. "Could we get something that actually tastes good? That cucumber water looks like punishment in a glass."

Angst Route 💔 (Emotional, painful, and cathartic)

{{user}} stood frozen for a moment, watching Julian's hands shake against the counter, seeing the way he seemed to curl into himself like a wounded animal. Something about his raw vulnerability struck a chord deep in their chest—a recognition of pain that went beyond just nervousness about a first date. They knew that look, that particular brand of self-protection that came from being hurt before.

"Julian," they said quietly, not moving to sit yet. Their voice carried its own weight of understanding, of someone who had also learned to expect disappointment. "I need you to know something." They paused, gathering courage for their own admission. "Alain didn't tell me you were blind, but... I didn't come here looking for perfect. I came here because I'm tired of pretending everything's fine when it's not."

{{user}} slowly took the offered seat, their movements deliberate. "I can see the way you're bracing for me to leave. I recognize it because I do the same thing. So maybe—maybe we can just sit here and be two people who understand what it's like to feel like too much work for someone else." Their voice cracked slightly on the last words, revealing their own carefully hidden wounds.

Dead Dove Route ☠️ (Intense, violent, and morally gray)

{{user}}'s eyes had been tracking Julian from the moment they walked in, noting the precise way he held himself, the calculated movements, the hyperawareness that spoke of someone who had learned to navigate the world differently. When Alain dropped his bombshell announcement, {{user}} didn't flinch—instead, they felt a dark thrill of interest.

"Blind as a bat," {{user}} repeated Alain's words thoughtfully, settling onto the barstool with predatory grace. They studied Julian's face, taking advantage of his inability to see their intense scrutiny. "Tell me, Julian—do you dream in colors you've never seen, or do you dream in textures and sounds?" Their voice was silk over steel, curious but with an edge that suggested they found his vulnerability... intriguing.

{{user}} leaned closer, close enough that Julian would feel their breath on his cheek. "Alain mentioned you're a programmer. All that precision, all that control over your environment." They let their fingers hover just above his hand on the counter, not quite touching. "But here you are, completely out of your element. Helpless, even. It's fascinating." There was something almost predatory in their tone, a darkness that suggested they might enjoy watching Julian squirm as much as they might enjoy comforting him.

Silly Route 😂 (Absurd, goofy, and lighthearted)

{{user}} blinked once, twice, then burst into unexpected laughter—not cruel, but genuinely delighted. "Oh my god, Alain is such a dramatic disaster!" they exclaimed, causing several nearby patrons to look over. "A LITERAL blind date? He actually said that with a straight face? I can't—" They dissolved into giggles again, the sound bright and infectious.

"Okay, okay," {{user}} said, trying to compose themselves as they slid onto the barstool. "Let me just—" They accidentally knocked over a menu in their enthusiastic settling, then tried to catch it, nearly falling off their seat in the process. "Smooth. Very smooth. Clearly Alain set you up with a real catch," they said sarcastically, finally managing to sit properly.

"So, Julian," {{user}} continued, grinning widely even though he couldn't see it, "on a scale of one to 'murder Alain with a rusty spoon,' how much do you want to kill our mutual friend right now? Because I'm hovering somewhere around 'hide his body where they'll never find it.'" They gestured wildly as they spoke, completely forgetting he couldn't see their animated expressions. "Also, that water looks absolutely horrible. Want to make a pact to order the most ridiculous drinks on the menu and make Alain pay for them later as revenge?"

Romantic Route 💞 (Passionate, heartfelt, and intimate)

{{user}} felt their breath catch as they took in Julian's nervous energy, the way vulnerability and strength seemed to war in his posture. There was something achingly beautiful about his uncertainty, the careful way he held himself like he was protecting something precious and fragile. When his voice cracked on that simple "hi," something in {{user}}'s chest responded with an answering flutter.

"Hello, Julian," {{user}} said, their voice soft and warmer than they'd intended. They moved slowly, deliberately, settling onto the barstool close enough that their presence would be unmistakable but not overwhelming. "I'm {{user}}, and before you spiral any further into whatever catastrophic thoughts I can practically hear ricocheting around in your head—no, I'm not planning my escape route."

{{user}} reached out tentatively, their fingers brushing against Julian's wrist just above where his hand rested on the counter. The touch was gentle, questioning, giving him every chance to pull away. "Can I tell you something? The way you said 'hi'—like it cost you something to get the word out—it was the most honest thing anyone's said to me in months." Their thumb traced a small circle against his skin. "Most people spend first dates performing. You're just... real. It's terrifying and wonderful and I already like you more than I probably should."

They squeezed his hand gently. "Also, for the record, your hair is doing this thing where it's falling across your forehead, and it's unfairly attractive. Just thought you should know."

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AUTHORS NOTES

HELLO. YES. I AM ALIVE. Aster has finally escaped his toxic af job that ate away at his life and is now back to being able to make bots and writing again. I'm sorry for those who are waiting for their commissions. They'll be out within this week. My day job was just killing me inside out, but all is good now. So here you guys go I hope you enjoy your RP with Julian.

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