#OK I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO PUT IT INTO WORDS BUT MC'S LOVE IS LIKE... REVERENTIAL???? ugh who knows anymore i just want to kiss him!

[flower-yi]

VERITAS RATIO who knows many a things—most of them beyond you, in all honesty—but cannot form the epiphany that the fluttering in his chest at the sight of you is love.

all his realizations of the late are centered around you. it is you that forces him to act all soft, gentle, tender and all things that he has never thought that he would ever feel. it's outrageous that he finds himself speaking in a low voice, explaining to you concepts that you should understand at this point—seriously, have you not been paying attention?—but his usual attitude is flipped on its back, and he cannot help but get lost in the wonder your eyes are sparkling in.

veritas notices that his patience—usually short—is lengthened even when you ask a question that has him deadpan at you, slowly succumbing to irritation but you look expectant, too used to him answering each and every of your questions. since when have you started relying on him for knowledge? it is known that you are smart as he is.

he is aware that the disease known as ignorance is difficult to treat when the blind worship of genii remains rampant. he has told you many times never to repeat the idiotic actions of those around you, to never once worship a genius.

but you only respond with a smile, and some knowing look in your eye. veritas has half the mind to question it but disregards the impulse with a sigh.

(it's because you have no need of worshiping one, really. you suppose it is enough to replace the blind worship he talks about—because you are sure you are not blindly loving him.)

[koolades-world]

ok thought!

big brother mammon who acts like one to lucifer too because lucifer deserves to have someone to lean on too! this post was totally inspired by rock on haha

imagine this:

mammon dragging luci home after a night out drinking with a tenderness only an older brother would know despite the frustration at his stupidity

mammon bringing luci dinner after he spent his evening working and trying to disguise his worry

mammon cleaning up luci’s coffee cups and messes around the house so he’s able to enjoy a clean space

mammon buy luci his favorite candle scent and leaving it on his desk without a note

mammon picking up luci’s chores without letting him know after he knows he had a hard day so he gets a nice surprise when he goes to do them

mammon "scheming" with diavolo to surprise luci in all sorts of ways

just all the things mammon would never say to luci's face, but wants him to know he cares <3

"Ya know, for the little brother in this relationship, I feel like I'm draggin' ya home a lot more than I should. Getting wasted at Lord Diavolo's party isn't exactly a great look for ya." Mammon was carrying his older brother, Lucifer, on his back. They'd just left Diavolo's birthday party. As the right hand man to the Prince of Hell, Lucifer was obviously by his side the entire time. Every time someone offered Diavolo a drink, Lucifer would take it and down it himself to avoid him getting wasted and acting afool at his own party. The gesture was sweet, but of course it resulted in Lucifer getting wasted himself.

Mammon had been enjoying dancing with Mc when the two of them noticed Lucifer begin to act overly emotional and erratically. He was leaning heavily into Diavolo's side, looking close to tears and telling him he loved him. Beel was nowhere in sight, so Mammon knew he had to step up to the plate. While he didn't want to leave Mc alone, he knew one of his brothers would be willing to take his place. He flagged down which ever of his brothers that he saw first, which happened to be Satan, who was conversing with someone Mammon presumed he knew. After explaining the situation, Mammon left with Lucifer in tow behind him. As bum hurt he was about having to call it a night earlier than he'd wanted to, since he'd planned to stay at that party all night without a break, he knew Lucifer needed him more.

With his older brother on his back with a little help from Satan and Mc, Mammon set off on his way home. Mc had been the group's designated driver of that night, yet for some reason he didn't think to ask Mc to just drive them home. So, he resolved to walking because going back in would be too embarrassing, but it wasn't too far to home. The walk was mostly uneventful, besides Lucifer's sniffling and incoherent babbling. A few times he went off on a rant, and all Mammon did was nod and ask vague questions.

Once they got home, Mammon was quick to bring Lucifer upstairs. After opening the door to his room, he put Lucifer down on his bed. While the bed was made, a few empty cups and a large stack of papers sat on his bedside table. If it hadn't been for Diavolo's party, Mammon wasn't sure Lucifer would have left his room. He picked up the cups and moved the paperwork out of the way. He got a set of pajamas for his brother, and instructed him to go change, while he went back downstairs to get some water for him.

"Here. Drink this." Mammon passed the water to Lucifer, who was sitting on the edge of his bed and miraculously fully dressed. He took the glass without a word and drank half of it in one go. "How are ya feelin'?" He stood in front of him, hands on his hips.

"I'm tired." Lucifer told him. He then flopped over onto his back on his bed. With a sigh, Mammon rolled him onto his side and sat beside him.

"Get some rest then. I'll be here." Mammon's D.D.D. was dead, so he set it down on the bed beside him since Lucifer's D.D.D. was currently charging. Lucifer shut his eyes pretty quickly and Mammon thought he was asleep. Resolved to just sitting there, waiting, Mammon began to think about that night of fun he'd have before. He loved Lucifer, but the choice to drink that recklessly was stupid. But, it was because he cared so much, he was willing to make a fool of himself to prevent that same thing from happening to Diavolo, and potentially help him avoid harm. Mammon wasn't sure how many drinks he'd had, or what was in them.

The phone ringing interrupted his train of thought. His was dead, so he looked over to Lucifer's to see Mc was calling. After picking it up, he was greeted with Mc with the sound of the party in the background. "Hello?" They said.

"Hey, Mc. Somethin' the matter? Lucifer is asleep." Mammon held the phone to his ear, trying to keep his voice down.

"Oh, sorry. No, everything is fine. Just wanted to check up on you. Everything good there?" They lowered their voice.

"Yeah, thanks for checkin'. What time will ya be home? If ya know." Mammon looked over at Lucifer, who still hadn't moved.

"Soon. Belphie is asleep in a corner and Beel ate everything already, so they're tapped out. Asmo is still going, but I can pry him away easily, and Satan is ready to go when I am. I actually haven't seen Levi, but I assume he's in a side room somehere." Mc chuckled a little into the phone, presumably at something they saw.

"Alright. I'm stayin' with Lucifer. See ya later." Mammon waited for his goodbye to put down the phone. Once he did, he hung up and plugged it back in. He peered at Lucifer's face again. He looked normal, so he let himself begin to think again. This time, he didn't get far at all.

"Mammon?" Lucifer spoke up.

"Aren't ya supposed to be asleep?" Mammon looked back at him again. He was awake now, his crimson eyes searching his face.

"I don't say thank you enough." Mammon was taken aback by his words.

"Sorry?" Mammon blinked.

"Thank you. You really do care." With that, Lucifer shut his eyes again. Mammon was a little shocked, but smiled to himself. Lucifer could be so sweet when he wanted to be, but it just took a little Demonus in his system to make him say what he was thinking.

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

The Arcana HCs: M6 with an MC who's been through SA

~ here's some angst/hurt/comfort, friends. I've held off on writing this for so long because I know it's a heavy topic, but considering how I've yet to meet a femme-presenting person who hasn't been through this and how unacknowledged masc-presenting survivors are, I figured it was worth a shot. you are seen, you are loved, you did not deserve it, and you are more than worthy of good things <3 ~

CW for, obviously, references to SA (sexual assault) and descriptions of related triggers. Rated PG-13

PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF IT WOULD DO YOU MORE HARM THAN GOOD

-- for headcanon purposes, the details of MC's experience (what happened and when) are up to the reader's interpretation and comfort level. However, MC is able to remember it by the beginning of the prologue --

Julian

When you first tell him about it, you can almost hear his heart cracking with every word. He's pained and horrified

And he's not going to interrupt or make it about him. He carefully navigates himself to put all of his attention into listening to you without his presence being suffocating or overwhelming

Heartbroken

Waits until you've finished talking, and gently asks if he can ask you a few more questions in a medical capacity

He'll never, ever press you to share details that you're not comfortable with, but he understands the human body and given how much he cares about yours, he wants to make sure you're ok

If there's anything medical/physical that needs to be addressed and if you're comfortable with it, he'll do the gentlest, safest job of taking care of you that he's ever done in his life

His greatest impulse is to wrap you up in a hug and tuck your head under his chin and swirl his cloak around you like a pair of wings until you're all bundled up and safe

But he doesn't want to touch without permission, and - oh, please tell him his particularly blatant brand of flirting didn't bother you. Or if it did, please do tell him, because he never wants to hurt you

Walks on eggshells for each physical progression of your relationship because he's terrified of discovering your boundaries the wrong way, quick to establish that none of it is your fault

Never, ever lets you think less of yourself for it

Asra

When they first heard about it, they physically froze in place

He said very little. The only spoken words on his end were either to invite you to talk about it, or to comfort you. He spent most of the time with his hand over his mouth and pain and anger in his eyes

Their determination to never impose their feelings on you tripled, and much of their tendency to leave on such physically distanced trips came from wanting to preserve your personal living space

Made sure to teach self defense moves, both physical and magical

Long after your relationship turns from friendship to romance, he continues to ask every time he shares a sleeping space with you if it's okay, and is always happy to snooze nearby instead

Double and triple checks which kinds of touch you're okay with when they want to be affectionate with you. They can hold your hand, but please don't grab your wrist? They won't even touch it

Given how connected your bond makes you, both emotionally and physically, he's very careful about establishing boundaries

They can tell you're struggling emotionally - is it okay if they try feeling it with you?

He's on a trip, and wants you to feel a hug - is it okay if he sends his touch to you like that? Would you rather touch him instead?

Both versatile and creative when it comes to finding ways to share love without triggering you - wrapping their shawl around you in lieu of a hug, playfully sitting on their hands to share a kiss

If time heals all wounds, love turns the wreckage into a garden

Nadia

Her chin snapped up and the look in her eyes became so fierce when you first mentioned it that you almost became afraid

Which is why her whole demeanor shifted into something both soft and protective for the rest of the conversation. Tell her everything you're willing to, and then please let her take care of you

She's extremely gentle with you afterwards, until she's once again sure of what kind of physical and relational dynamic you want

She knows there's nothing wrong with her liking to take the lead, but she loves you and the last thing she wants is for her preference to play into your trauma. She does bring this up in conversation

What are you comfortable with her initiating? What are things she can change about how she initiates touch to make you feel safer and give you more freedom to speak your preferences?

Very, very gently asks if there's anything she's done so far that has bothered you, and offers you the most loving, sincere apology

Goes out of her way to make sure that you always have accommodations to let you ensure your own safety

Crowded party? She's got a quiet room to slip into if you need it, with a guard at the entrance and a signal if you need to retire

You don't like to feel restricted/touched in certain ways? Everything from your clothing to the jewels she gifts you are tailored to feel as safe and protected as possible

Nobody knows what happened to the person who harmed you, but you never hear from them again. At all

Muriel

You swear you could see him shrink a little when he first heard

It was like a little bit of life left his eyes, and all that was leftover was a deep, respectful, shared grief

It's not as if he can relate to the type of harm you experienced specifically, but he knows what it's like to have his body exploited and objectified for someone else's gain, and he knows it hurts

That's most of how things proceed at first - he doesn't drastically alter his behavior around you (let's be honest, he never touched you without knowing it was safe for both of you to do so)

But he does move differently around you. Even fewer sudden noises, body language designed to be as non-threatening as possible, a small, reassuring nod anytime you make eye contact

(though in that last case, the nod happens as he's flicking his eyes away and blushing at being caught)

Anything he can do to acknowledge your personal space and physical autonomy, he does, and he doesn't stop doing it

The more you find yourself comfortable opening up about what happened, or at least, how what happened has affected you, the more easy he finds it to open up to you in turn

Hypervigilant about how other people perceive you and their intentions with your personal space. Can and will scare off anybody shady with his perfected stinkeye

Always, always, always touches you like you're something precious, never without asking, with gentleness and reverence

Portia

She still feels a little bad about how extreme her outburst was when you first talked to her about it, when what she really wanted to do was give you a safe space to express yourself

Jaw dropped, a loud indignant "What?!", and then her chin wobbling with rage while her eyes began to well up with tears

Oh she wanted to scoop you into a hug so bad while she cried for you, but she knew that wasn't what you needed

Quick to make a time and space as calm and cozy and safe as possible to talk about it more with you, with fuzzy blankets and tea and snacks to make it a little less unpleasant

Not pushy at all, but not hesitant to ask you questions, both about what happened, and about how you feel about it and how that changes the way you do relationships and touch

Couldn't help crying for you on and off the whole time, but used her handkerchief quietly and refused to take attention from you

She's the most touchy-feely, so she's quick to ask you questions about what kinds of affection you're okay with receiving in general, what kinds you'd like to be asked about first, what to avoid, etc

Already the type of person who picks up on social vibes quickly, she never hesitates to steer you away from a shady character

And now that she's seen how it impacts your life, she's quick to ask around about people with weird vibes, and warn both you and anyone who seems like they might be vulnerable to them

Dedicated to reminding you how important you are every day

Lucio

He didn't get what you were talking about (beyond being able to tell that you were describing a past unpleasant experience) until you straight up told him without beating around the bush

Shocked, and later, furious

It ends up being a conversation you have to come back to, because once he gets a rough idea of what happened, he's spending half an hour pacing and brandishing his gauntlet and spewing threats

How dare they - how dare anyone think for a moment that treating someone as incredible as you is okay? He is throwing them in the dungeon. He's not Count anymore, but he'll find a way!

Doesn't think for a second that you could be remotely to blame

Which means he also doesn't think to remind you that it's not your fault and that you haven't somehow become worse for the experience until you bring up those feelings

He will happily rage about all the good things you deserve if you do

He knows you're strong and capable, but the thing he intuitively wants to do is make you feel safe. Whether that be by keeping watch while you sleep, or standing between you and strangers

Not very used to restraining himself when he wants to fling himself at you for a hug, and it takes a little trial and error for both of you to figure out what sudden affection feels safe and what doesn't

Won't hesitate to pull his sword on anyone crowding into your space or making you uncomfortable

Never sees you in the shadow of your pain. You are you - that's all

[skyeslittlecorner]

I feel like we didn't get enough moments with that beautiful king in chapter 5 (why PB >:(((()

Can you pls do a short story about MC who has been kidnapped (again) when they try to find a place to sleep to Leviathan's office where he demands them to sleep *in his coffin* (so he could keep an eye on them).

Okay I can only think that much. Hope you ok with this request 🥹 Luv u and your works 🫶 Have a great day!!!

Thanks for lovely words! AND I AGREE. I know that the plot needs to move forward, but my heart wants to stay longer. We only got to know Levi for a moment and quite superficially because he mostly talked to others. PAY ATTENTION TO US. Just no nooses, please. We'll play with the ropes later, maybe dinner first.

This turned out to be a bit long. Hope you'll like it!

Words: ~900

Kidnapped to sleep | Leviathan

Peace, just a little bit of peace. That's all you asked for. After a long, tiring day, you didn't even have time to sit down properly in your room for a moment. Just when you approached bed, a knocking sound came from inside the room instead of from outside.

“You knock before entering!” You huffed.

Foras appeared at your side without a hush.

"Sorry, but…"

“What’s going on again? And quickly, if you can.” You cut his words in half. Headache and tiredness make you thorny. All you wanted was to collapse like a log and fall asleep. Didn't even care anymore whether he tried to kill you or not, you had survived so many threats and potential murder attempts today that one here or there wouldn't make any difference. You almost softened when you saw the remorse written all over the dreamy devil's face.

“His Majesty wants to see you.”

Yeah, almost. 

“Tell him to stick his desires in… ugh.”

There was no point arguing. The quicker you deal with them, the better. You were about to leave when Foras grabbed your waist, and you felt your insides churning again. That bastard… you can walk on your own! No need to teleport!

The palace was even quieter and darker, but when Foras left you in his king's office, you didn't feel as overwhelmed as the first time. It reminded you of Prince Charming's room. Leviathan, as beautiful as he was mysterious, was leaning over the documents. You stood on your tiptoes to look at them.

"What are you doing? It's not your business."

“You called me here yourself.”

You won't let him push you around. Not only was it dangerous, it also hurt your pride. He ignored you and went back to work, so you sat down on the chair across him, not knowing for what he needed you, and started thinking. Just out of boredom. It wasn't the wisest decision you could have made in such a state. 

With such a beautiful creature by your side, it was hard to think of anything other than punishing him for the way he treated you. If only he could be beaten with a whip again. Choke. Oppress. Hear the gasps and moans as he runs out of breath. Milk would flow from these beautiful horns, and you would make him drink it himself...

"What are you staring at?"

Not only did he dare to be so beautiful in front of you, but he also disturbed your fantasies. The audacity.

"Beautiful."

A smile appeared on his lips and you clutched your mouth. This shouldn't have been let slip! Apparently, it only made him feel better, because he told you that you’re going to sleep together. Oh yes. It's time to put all these plans into action!

Reality hit you as soon as you sat down on the soft mattress in his coffin. How was it so comfortable here? It reminded you of a water bed with a cover on top like a canopy. Leviathan probably already thought you were a freak, so you had nothing to lose. You could have use him, abused him. But the soft material acted like a magnet. Silk is like flypaper. You were so tired... you closed your eyes just for a second, and suddenly felt the warmth next to you. A hot, masculine fragrance. And a strong arm that hung around your waist.

“I thought you hated me?”

“I do not like you. Just like everyone else.”

It was so comfortable. So… safe? You definitely needed some rest.

“So you also sleep cuddled up to your nobles like stuffed animals? Like now?”

He nuzzled his nose into your hair, not really bothered by your taunts.

“Silence. I have to keep an eye on you all the time. I can't let you endanger anyone.”

It occurred to you that for now you are only a danger to yourself, because you want to abuse the most dangerous king of hell you have ever met.

If only you had a whip at hand... wrapped in the darkness of the coffin and Levi's arm, the tiredness of the day came flooding back to you. You closed your eyes. Just for a second.

Two seconds later you were sound asleep, tucking your knee between the devil's legs. He grabbed the back of your neck and tightened his fingers.

“What are you thinking?”

You didn't think anything at that moment. Just purred in delight. Feeling the warm, broad chest, you clung to it unconsciously. No wonder you sought safety. That coffin almost devour you last time. What was strange was that you were looking for support in the arms of a man who was the reason for your anxiety, but who would care? He also didn't behave like a terrible tyrant, not now.

He ran his fingers through your hair. They were soft and fragrant, flowing between his fingers like a waterfall. You didn't see him, so he could afford it. So defenseless, hugging him, you no longer looked like a threat. If it weren't for his experience, he would almost be fooled by you. He promised himself he wouldn't fall into your trap, and despite his own promises, he wrapped his arms around you. Some devils can lie, and he was just trying to lie to himself.

[sugar-omi]

Hi Naeomi!

I have a Baxter ask, but it might be a bit angst? It's all good if you are not comfortable doing it 🤗🤗

I was wondering how Baxter would react to an MC who is kind, goofy, and easygoing with her friends but not to everyone. When Baxter goes to say, "You dont have to go out with me just to be polite--" MC scoffs, "Please, I would never date a boy I didn't like just to be polite." Seeing Baxter's surprised expression, my nervous MC laughs and goes on. "But I like you, so..." Or Baxter would tell her she's too kind or nice after giving him a compliment or treating well on a date, and she would chuckle, "No, no I'm not."

MC had a hard time in school during puberty (as in mean gossip, boys brazenly checking her out and making comments, and small instances of bullying for being 'different'). That is the MC's history, and she has learned from Liz how to stand up for herself and not let anyone disrespect her--she has instilled a mean girl essence in herself with the most cutthroat comeback that has Cove recoil at her side (she has him cover his ears for this reason).

MC finishes high school with a jaded view of boys (except for Cove and Derek, her standards are high because of how kind and sweet these two are) and developed a bit of a sharp tongue when angry, something she is not proud of. And when MC meets Baxter, her crush from 5 years old, she is nervous and blushy and treats him with the utmost consideration. She worries that Baxter would see her spitting vemon one day and not like her anymore.

crying...... your mc reminds me of myself as well bc I'm also jaded n mean sometimes 😬 I will see your mc's in therapy LOL

anyway here you go anon<333 also I had fem reader in mind but I realize it's not very implied either so I hope that's OK

n i will edit the format a bit later bc I'm on my phone again 👍👍 ALSO NEW HEADER WHAT DO WE THINK it's suppose to be coves tattoo but I shrieked it bc I didn't like how bulky it was but now I feel like u can't tell it's the ocean so.... I try I try

tags: hurt/comfort, ok for fem/masc/nb readers, shy/nervous reader, mentions of bullying/harassment, headcanons at the bottom ft step 4, perhaps I'm using this to tell everyone that I think baxter finds assertiveness/"mean"!mc attractive but we won't talk abt that <3333

the first time baxter hears about the issues you had in the past, it was when your cousin laughed about how you look like a cinnamon roll but you slapped a guy hard enough his nose bled.

baxter took note of how your face scrunched up, and you looked at him to scout out how baxter reacted to the comment.

you mutter something quickly, "he deserved it. anyway..."

the mood was a little damp for a moment after that, the joke not well received because of the new addition and baxter felt bad that you had worries about how he'd take what Lee said.

after your group parted ways, and before you could retreat to your bedroom, baxter stopped you.

"forgive me if my words are unwanted, but... if you ever want to talk about anything, I'm here." his voice was soothing, but his pitiful gaze was off putting...

you did appreciate the gesture, baxter is always so considerate but you didn't want him to feel bad for you. you didn't want him to know how vulnerable you were.

when you were still in school, all the bullying had you feeling like a stray ally cat in front of a pack of dogs.

you didn't want baxter to know about the rougher side of you...

after that, baxter starts to notice your mannerisms even more.

you just nod and thank him, hugging him goodnight.

one morning, you brought him a breakfast sandwich and coffee.

"you spoil me y/n. who knew sunset bird was hiding such lovely people."

you just laugh humorlessly, no shyness or humility in it just a pained expression. "I try, glad to know I'm doing good..."

baxter smiles, trying to bring back your good mood. "you are. that must be why cove gravitates to you so much."

you laugh a bit, thinking about your clingy neighbor. "maybe, but he's the sweetest between the two of us. cove always takes care of me, more than I do him in fact.."

when he's in your living room and you're fluttering around the house with haste and fretting over every detail...

baxter doubts that, thinking about how the stories of your childhood he heard from your family and cove when you graciously invited him on the boat trip.

"no need to be humble. now, shall we eat together?"

when he first showed up, you were in a tank top and leggings, but after seating baxter and leaving him with a bottle of water you ran upstairs to get ready and came back in shorts and flowy top in your favorite color.

not that baxter minded, you were beautiful. but you were comfortable before, and it was the middle of the day, so why the sudden change of clothes?

then it was how jittery you were while making some tea, hovering over the pot and fixing baxter's cup diligently.

"y/n..." baxter decides to approach this lightly.

"yes?" you smile but it doesn't reach your eyes. you look so worried, like you're waiting for the other shoe to drop.

"can we talk about what's going on? I don't mean to intrude, I know I'm only here for the summer.."

the reminder stings you but you listen on.

"but you're still someone dear to me, so if it's something you don't mind sharing, I'd like to know what'd bothering you. I want to help, y/n..." baxter places his hand on top of yours.

you swallow but inhale and prepare to tell him enough to paint the picture, at least.

"i.. don't want you to hate me." you hang your head. "i like you so much, baxter. I'm worried that my jaded view will make you run away..."

baxter nods, choosing his next words carefully.

he brings you into his side, holding your hand and the pressure is grounding.

"nothing like that can make me dislike you y/n. of anything, I like you even more." baxter grins at your surprised expression.

"there's nothing wrong with you for being assertive when defending yourself." baxter smiles soothingly and he decides to bring up a moment of weakness he had early in the summer.

"remember when I was a half asleep mess when we went to get drinks that day?"

you nod.

"its like that, I'm not always so prim and proper." baxter laughs, ignoring the flush of his face as he recounts the blunder. "just like I'm a mess in the mornings, you can be a bit snappy but it's all about the situation."

you grin and let out a watery laugh. "are you seriously comparing your inability to be a functioning human in the morning to me being mean when someone pisses me off?"

he grins shamelessly. although with the blush on his face, perhaps bacter feels a bit more humble than usual. "perhaps."

you laugh loudly, "you are!"

baxter grins. "it worked didn't it?"

you nod, wrapping your arms around him, allowing yourself to melt into his body as he hugs you back. "yeah.. yeah it did. thanks baxter..."

baxter loves when you stand up for yourself

seeing you snap at some douchebag hitting on you at the bar even though you said you have a boyfriend and he's right here?!

finds it hot when you're angry

always reassures you that you don't need to bring him breakfast in bed every day for the rest of his life just bc he saw you snap at some nosy Karen after she made a nasty comment about your outfit

it's a beach, what does she expect people to wear???

don't verbally or physically beat someone in front of him bc he Will kiss you

"fuck off! I'm not interested asshole!!"

baxter, heart eyes: "please kiss me, do u wanna get married?????"

[kimbap-r0ll]

Hello, is it ok to ask for Pomefiore + Riddle and Silver with an mc whos very beautiful but doesnt really know and it's actually insecure about their appearence bc for them is just average, ty!

Hello, thank you for the ask! Sorry this is super late, I was super busy but now I should be able to have more writing time. This goes out to anyone who reads this btw, you are beautiful and handsome! I don't know how else to put it, but it's really important to love yourself. With that, I hope you enjoy the writing!

Pomefiore, Riddle, Silver x gn!reader who is insecure about their appearance

Vil

In your eyes, he was the definition of beauty. He literally sparkled! But to him, he always saw you as the most beautiful person he had ever seen. The way you smiled melted his heart, and he could feel himself blushing whenever you two met each others' gazes.

Yet, he would hear some of the comments you made about yourself. Whenever the two of you were doing skincare together or trying on different outfits, you would always pinch at yourself or shy away from the mirror. You would say "I don't look good" or "I wish I changed." It was a blur of those kinds of comments and actions that made his heart hurt. Could you not see how much you awed people around you?

"Y/n, darling," he took your attention away from the mirror that you were frowning in front of. You looked up at him, at his beautiful eyes. It almost made you question why you two were dating, were you just an inconvenience to him because you were just, well, average?

"What is it that upsets you? You'll only gain stress from that, and I don't want to see your beautiful face so sad," took your chin so you could look at him. "Is it your appearance you are worried about?" Ah, so he knew. "It seems that I didn't do enough to tell you how beautiful you are, there is no equal to it. I love you, for your kindness, your personality, your amazing looks, everything."

His words mean a lot to you, but it will take time for you to gain confidence in your looks. He understands this, and will help in any way he can. Even if it takes a long time, he's always at your side to help, reminding you how much you mean to him and how beautiful you are.

Rook

He was always someone looking for beauty. You knew this as well, he was famous (notorious?) for following people around and commenting in long poems about their positive qualities. So it came to you as a surprise that he confessed his love to you.

You never felt like you deserved it, you weren't beautiful in your eyes. There were far better people in the school and in the whole of Twisted Wonderland that would suit the beauty-pursuer Rook Hunt. You felt tears prick at your eyes when you looked at yourself in the mirror. There was more than twenty things you wanted to change about yourself, but what you didn't notice was Rook sitting by at your dorm room window (when was he there?!).

He knocked on the glass to get your attention. Brushing your tears away, you look over and laugh lightly to yourself. Your boyfriend was a curious fellow. But the moment you opened the windows so he come in, he hugged you. It came to you as a surprise. "W-what's up?" you patted on his back.

"Mon amour, my sweet nymph, what caused your beautiful eyes to shed tears? Is something the matter?" he was so poetic. You looked down at your feet, telling him that you're sorry for how "average" you were. "I don't think I have any right to be with someone looking for beauty since I, well, I'm not-" "Non! You're wrong about that!" he stops you, not letting go of you. "Do you not see how radiant you are? As someone who pursues beauty, I can say for sure that you are the most admirable person I have met, in more ways than just your beautiful figure."

You hear his love sonnets more often. It's a bit embarrassing sometimes, but you can't help loving them. You may have to take more time to accept his words as true, but Rook will stand by your side. He's always going to be there to make sure you know how beautiful you are.

Epel

He loved you because you understood him. You two would often go apple carving together, but whenever you two were together, you couldn't help but admire at his beauty. You knew he didn't like being called "cute" and such, but you would be lying if you said that he wasn't pretty.

One day, he noticed how you looked sad. He asked you what was wrong, and you weren't sure how to respond to him. Should you be honest, no he would be upset that you thought he was cute, but you didn't want to lie either. You just blurted out a blur of words but Epel stopped you. "What do you mean 'you look average?'"

Suddenly, he stood up from the grassy field that the two of you were sitting in right outside of where flight lessons were. "BULLSHIT!" you jolt at his words. Sometimes, you forget that he has rougher words than his looks. He takes you by the shoulders, looking at you dead in the eyes.

"You are literally the most beautiful person I have e'er seen, ya hear?! Who told you ya ain't, I'll beat 'em up!" "No Epel, it's fine, I just think that way about myself," you explain before he tries to hurl his fists at someone. "Y/n," he looks at you, then he suddenly hugs you. "I, I know I ain't the best with words, but I think that you truly are beautiful, inside and out. I want you to know that."

The two of you often spend time not talking about appearances, it helps in a way since it gets your mind off of those negative thoughts. But Epel will always be there to help you love yourself more, and if anyone tries to say something about the way you look, they better prepare themselves for a beating!

Riddle

He was the definition of perfection. He had no flaws at all, in academics and in looks. Sure, he complained about his height on some occasions, but he was still handsome. So you were shocked when he came up to you and confessed his love for you. Sure he was super awkward about it, but it was super cute!

You loved him, but you wondered if he loved you back. You were, well, average in your eyes. You sometimes felt yourself tear up when you looked at yourself in the mirror. You noticed all of your flaws too well, and you were sure someone as meticulous as Riddle saw them too.

Riddle is meticulous, and because of this he noticed you looking down when the two of you were sharing tea together in the Rose garden. He set down his teacup and looked at you. "Is something the matter, love? You look upset," he snapped you out of your thoughts. "Ah, it's nothing," you try to hide your face from him. But he sees right through. "I just, well, I just think I'm not good for you, since I'm average and your so, well, perfect."

The air was stiff and he was silent. He stood up and walked over to where you were sitting, he looked a bit upset himself. He took your hand and knelt down, almost like he was proposing. "Y/n, I'm not perfect, and you are definitely not average. There's more than a thousand things I love about you, and the way you look is one of them. Your smile, the way your hair is styled, everything about you is beautiful. You always put me in awe, I want you to know that. Please don't think of yourself in a negative way, I love you."

He knows it's hard to accept oneself. He has a hard time accepting himself too, especially with the way he was raised. But he doesn't want you to have the same toxic mindset he is trying to fight off within him, so he tries to do everything he can to get you out of it. He's thinks your beautiful, no matter what.

Silver

The two of you fell for each other at the same time. It was really funny for Lilia since he saw how the two of you were awkward with each other and one of you would always blush. He ended up being the one to clue you in on Silver having a crush on you, so Silver had to confess his feelings to you in the end after you asked him about it. As the two of you spent more time together, you noticed each day how beautiful he was.

His hair was perfect, his skin was flawless. Yet, you would look at your reflection and see what was to you a total opposite. You would look at yourself and pinch at certain parts, wanting to disappear or transform. You weren't sure if Silver would notice these flaws, but to you they seemed so big.

Silver and you were walking together in the nearby forest on a stroll. He was going to recommend taking a nap when the two of you returned back on campus, but he noticed how lost in thought you were. "Is everything alright, y/n?" he asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Well, I just think that I'm not fit to be with someone so handsome. I'm so, well, average," you sighed, curling into yourself and avoiding his gaze.

He stopped in his tracks. "Who told you that?" he asked. "No one, I just think that way," you respond. "Y/n," he stepped closer, gently cupping your face. "There's no one I would want to spend my time with than you. That smile, that voice, you are beautiful in every way. When I first saw you, I thought that you were a fae because you seemed so, well, amazing. Just know that you aren't average at all, you are much more."

Silver then takes you to go napping with him. Once the two of you are lying down together, he wraps his arms around you tightly, kissing you gently on your head and drifting off to sleep right after. He wants to always remind you how beautiful you are, and he will make sure you know that you are! He's going to always be beside you.

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A Different Fate... Part 4 - Glass Door

Book: Open Heart (Post Series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (past)

Featuring: Tobias Carrick, Sienna Trinh

Rating: Teen

Words: 2.4 k

Category: Short-Series/AU/Lost Love

Summary: Ethan's in New York, and he's got backup... but when he fails to heed their advice and follow his own path, what will the results be?

A/N: I said the next installment would be the last, didn't I? Well, I lied. lol But the next one TRULY is. I went in a different direction and decided to torture them a little longer. 😏 @choiceschallenge-may2023 | ex-lover, love @choicesflashfics Prompt in bold Series Masterlist Ethan/Kaycee Masterlist Full Masterlist

“Well, look at you,” Tobias smirked as he sauntered toward the bar. “What brings you to New York City, young man?”

Ethan gazed wearily at his friend, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

“There’s nothing young about me,” he muttered. “And I think you know the answer to that question.”

Tobias shook his head as he claimed the barstool beside Ethan.

“I’d chastise you for being rude, but I’m sure you’re nervous, so I’ll give you a break this time, Tobias grinned. “Wow, I’ve been trying to talk you into this for years, but just one conversation with Sienna, and you’re booking a flight! Hats off to her… I’m duly impressed.”

“As you should be,” a small but powerful voice belted.

Tobias spun around, astonished to find the diminutive doctor walking toward them. “And what brings you here?” he teased.

“Him,” Sienna pointed to Ethan as she hopped on the last vacant stool. “Do you think I was about to leave him to his own devices after all this time?”

“Smart move,” Tobias agreed. “I’m sure he’d mess it up in less than ten minutes.”

“Thank you!” Ethan groused. “I feel so much better knowing how much faith the two of you have in me.”

“OK, then tell us your plan,” Sienna insisted, keeping Ethan’s gaze as he looked like a deer that had stepped into the headlights.

“Well… I uhm. I thought I’d… uh… In the morning, I could….”

“Exactly,” Sienna chirped.

“I could send her flowers!” He blurted.

“After all this time… I don’t think overwhelming her is the way to go. My advice? Be upfront and lowkey. Send her a text; let her know you’re in town and you’d love to see her. Offer to take her for coffee or lunch.”

“Alone?” Ethan asked.

“Is this really a conversation you want to have in front of me and Tobias?”

“Point taken.”  Ethan sighed, his forlorn expression adding years to his appearance.

“She mentioned a place,” Tobias said, snapping his fingers as he tried to recall the name. “The Perfect Pint! She said that she loved that place over dinner tonight. Take her there!”

“Over dinner tonight?” Ethan seethed. “You took her to dinner?”

“Relax, Romeo,” Tobias barked. “I’m not putting moves on your Juliet. Kaycee happens to be my old friend, too, and… I’ve missed her.”

“Yeah…” Ethan muttered, voice full of defeat. “Nowhere near as much as I have.”

“And we’re here to change that,” Sienna redirected. Dr. Ramsey was not bringing the mood down on her watch. She shot a look at Tobias. “Now, do you see why I came?”

“Oh,” he laughed. “I never had any doubt.”

~~~~~

The following morning, as Kaycee was on a subway platform heading to work, Ethan and Tobias stood over the breakfast buffet at their hotel. Tobias smiled approvingly when Ethan scooped up the remaining bacon in the chafing dish. 

“Eating crispy, delicious processed meats… I’m impressed!”

“Everything is fine in moderation,” Ethan clapped back. “Besides, this place is known for its bacon, and I don’t intend to miss out.”  

“That’s the attitude. Speaking of not missing out… I assume you’ve texted Kaycee?”

“No,” Ethan sighed as Sienna approached. “I haven’t.”

“Good morning, guys!” She chirped. “It’s such a beautiful day!”

“It could be,” Tobias snickered.

“Oh no!” Sienna grimaced. “They’re out of bacon. I heard it is to die for here.”

“I’m sure they’ll bring more out momentarily,” Ethan offered. 

But Tobias had a better idea. “Hey!” Ethan hollered as he plucked the bacon off his plate and placed it on Sienna’s. “What are you doing!?”

“You can have bacon when you text Kaycee. Until then, no treats for you! We’re going all Pavlovian here.”  

Sienna’s face visibly fell. “Ethan! You haven’t texted her?”

“No,” he replied, attempting to steal a strip of bacon from Sienna’s plate, but her reflexes were quick. “If either of you would let me finish! I had another idea. Dr. Choi and I have been in communication about a case he’s working on….”

“…and Dr. Choi happens to work at Langone,” Tobias inserted.

“Exactly,” Ethan stated as the trio sat at a corner booth. “So I made an appointment to see him today, and I thought that…. What?”

Sienna shook her head with a grimace. “Ethan… are you trying to ‘accidentally’ bump into her? So she can think she’s an afterthought? That you were in town and didn’t even bother to let her know? Just when I was going to give you some of my bacon!”

“But, Sienna,” Ethan sighed, emotion heavy in his voice. “What if she said no.”

The table went silent, and Sienna quietly placed that slice of bacon on Ethan’s plate. He smiled sadly, hoping this wouldn’t be his consolation prize.

“For what it’s worth, I don’t think she would.”

“But there are no guarantees… and… I don’t think I could handle that rejection again. I need to do this my way.”

“Hey, Buddy. It’s your call,” Tobias smiled. “Either way, we have your back.”

~~~~~ 

“I’m so glad you stopped in,” Dr. Choi beamed as he escorted Ethan down the hallway. “We should make it a point to do this more frequently.”

“I agree,” Ethan nodded. “Sometimes a thirty-minute conversation in person can yield better results than a dozen emails topped with a Zoom call.”

“I will always take human interaction over technology,” the elderly doctor agreed. “How about I come to Boston next time. I’ll never admit it around here, but I’m a bit of a Red Sox fan.”

“Definitely keep your voice down,” Ethan chuckled. “And it would be my pleasure to bring you to a game. Say, Dr. Choi… is Dr. MacClennan’s office on this floor?”

“It used to be, but she’s on the eighth floor now. Take this elevator and make two rights when you exit. That will get you to the nurses’ station, and they can direct you from there.”

“Thank you,” Ethan smiled. “I’ll be in touch.”

His heart was racing as the elevator doors shut. Before allowing himself time to think, he pressed eight and hoped for the best.

~~~~~ 

The eighth-floor nurses' station was especially quiet this morning. All heads turned in Kaycee’s direction when she placed a tray of cookies on the counter with a smile. A young nurse – who had forgotten to eat breakfast – perked up at once.

“Oh! What are these for?” She beamed.

“For going over and beyond with Mrs. Mitchell yesterday. I really appreciate all the hard work everyone put in.”

“It was a pleasure,” the nurse replied, with her mouth full. “And if I knew we’d get these....”

“My best friend makes them,” Kaycee smiled. “She ships me a box at least every few months, and this time, you all deserve them more than me.”  

Kaycee noticed a change in the nurse's expression.

“What? Don’t you like them?” Kaycee asked.

“No, they’re wonderful. It’s just…” the nurse leaned over and whispered into her ear. “Dr. Douglas is heading this way.”

“Ugh…” Kaycee shuddered. “Thanks for the heads up.”

But the warning came moments too late. As she went to take a step away, her escape was thwarted.

“Dr. MacClennan!” The dark-haired doctor with a smarmy smile shouted. “Fancy running into you here!”

“Is it?” She shrugged. “Considering we’re standing just feet from my office, I don’t think it should be all that surprising.”

“I guess you’re right,” he chuckled. “But what was surprising was seeing you at Gabriel’s last night!”

“At Gabriel's? I don’t recall seeing you there.”

“Well, you appeared engrossed, so I didn’t dare interrupt. The gentleman you were with… he looked familiar…”

“Well, any educated physician should know who Dr. Carrick is.”

“Ah, that’s who it was! I didn’t realize you two were so… well acquainted. Is he a friend?”

“Yes! A very dear, old friend…” she stalled as an idea popped into her mind. “Well, at least for now.”

“Oh?” Dr. Douglas asked with a raised brow.

“Did you ever see someone you were once close with after a long time had passed, and everything is just… so clear? That was me last night. I’m sure you saw the sparks flying between us… it had to be impossible to miss. Sometimes it just takes a bit of time and distance from someone to realize that you’ve wasted far too much time… that you were meant to be so much more… and you’d do anything to make it right.”

“And… that’s how you feel about Dr. Carrick?” he grumbled.

“Very much so,” Kaycee sang, with the brightest smile adorning her face. 

“Well then, I assume I’ll see the two of you at Dr. Rivera’s farewell reception tomorrow night. Being he’s in town and all….”

“Yes,” she swallowed. “I’m sure you will. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

Her face was aglow as she made her way to her office. She had been searching for a way to get Dr. Douglas off her back for longer than she cared to admit… and this might be what she needed. She grabbed her phone and began texting Tobias – so engrossed with her plan that she failed to see him.

A solitary, crestfallen figure who had walked in at the worst possible moment stood slackjawed in a dark, shadow-filled corner. Ethan looked around to ensure he hadn’t been seen, then quickly turned to return down the hallway.

He stepped into the elevator with a heavy heart. Perhaps Sienna’s idea was better all along. After all, if she had ignored him or rejected him via text, it would have been better. If he had followed her lead, he wouldn’t have seen her radiant smile again; he wouldn’t have been reminded how it could light up any room.   He wouldn’t have felt the butterflies in his stomach or the way his heart fluttered at the sound of her voice. It had been so long since he experienced it, but it was like greeting an old friend, warm and inviting, until it was replaced. He hadn’t experienced it in so long that he welcomed it like an old friend…then it was gone.

The elevator doors closed, and it may as well have been that night in Boston years before. He choked back a sob as his heart sank and a pit formed in his stomach. Eight years. It took him eight years to travel the two-hundred miles needed to bridge the distance between them, and in the end, it would be for naught.

He didn’t remember the three-city block walk to St. Vartan’s Park. Everything was a blur. The first thing he remembered was his back hitting the hard, weathered wood on the park bench. The sound of honking horns mingled with birds chirping and children playing soccer nearby… the sounds of the city began to pull him out of his fugue.

Tobias? He hissed.

Not for a second did he believe his friend was making a play for his former flame… the woman he was destined to love forever, but if Kaycee had feelings for Tobias, returned or not, then she couldn't possibly have any left for him.

He berated himself for allowing hope back into his heart. Eight years and a half dozen failed attempts of trying with someone new between them; he had kept tabs on her, so he knew she had tried to move on, too. She had gotten married, for Christ’s sake… and, no, it didn’t last. But why had he allowed himself to believe part of her had not never forgotten him.

His head was pounding, and he needed two things: his hotel room and a bottle of Scotch. It may not diminish the pain, but at least it would take off the edge. He took a deep breath and stood up, eager to get through the unfamiliar city to reach the solitude he desperately needed… then his phone rang.

Tobias.

He knew in his heart that his friend had nothing to do with this, but he still had no desire to speak to him. It wasn’t his fault that Kaycee was pining for him… but he sure as hell didn’t want to talk to the man who held her heart. He declined the call. But it rang again. And again. Finally, in a near fit, he answered.

“What?!”

“Hey,” Tobias replied, blissfully unaware of his friend’s state. “Are you still at Langone?”

“No. I’ve left.”

“Did… did you see her?”

“I did… but she didn’t see me, and we’re going to keep it that way. Tobias… I’m a goddamn fool. It was all a pipe dream, a foolish, foolish pipe dream. Kaycee’s moved on, and if I have any sense, that’s what I’ll do, too.”

“What gave you that idea?”

“Well,” Ethan laughed sardonically. “She appears to have feelings for someone else. In fact… that dinner last night may have been a bit too romantic, intentional or not, because the person she has feelings for… is you. I don’t know, Tobias. Maybe there’s another universe where we’d have the happy ending I always wanted. But it isn’t in this one.”

The call went silent, and it lingered for an uncomfortable length of time. Frustrated with the lack of response, Ethan blurt out.

“Hello?!”

“Ethan, you are a freaking idiot. Get back there now!”

“Why? I heard her myself.”

“What you heard was her getting some douchey doctor off her back. He was one of those creeps who wouldn’t take no for an answer from her, but he’d take it from a fake boyfriend hundreds of miles away. She texted me to ask me to play along…"

Ethan stopped in his tracks. He hadn't had a chance to touch that Scotch he was longing for; still, he felt hungover.

“I don’t know,” he muttered. “Maybe this was a bad idea.”

“Look!” Tobias insisted. “She’s getting out soon. Get back there now! You’re not going back to Boston without talking to her. Maybe you two can work things out, and maybe you can’t, but how many more years do you want to live with that question mark hanging over your head?”

“You know what, you’re right.”

“I usually am… now go.”

Ethan hung up the phone and ran back, pushing through crowds to return to the hospital. He was about to enter the glass doors when he heard it. The chaos and noise of the city were no match for it; he’d know her voice anywhere. His head flung in its direction, but all he could see was a tuft of blonde hair slipping into an awaiting cab.

“Kaycee,” he yelled, running toward the vehicle. “Kaycee! Wait!”

But the cab was already in motion, and, for once, there was no traffic on the city street. He watched in silence as the taillights of the car that held the one thing his heart desired most faded into the distance.

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Fear a Raised Voice

Obey Me! Mammon/Reader - Platonic - No MC pronouns

Warnings: Angst, being yelled at, mentions of breaking things, lots of crying, mean thoughts, learning how to accept comfort. It's an angsty one you've been warned.

Summary: MC gets yelled at by Lucifer after trying to go to the attic again. Gets triggered by childhood past experiences. Mammon is there to help.

Word Count: 2k

Note: You could probably psychoanalysis me from this. Should show this to my future therapist. Also I don't like this title, if you can come up with something better let me know lmaoo

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You walk out of Lucifer's office. A blank far off expression on your face, with a few tears starting to grow in your eyes.

You hate having people see you cry. It feels so humiliating. You tried your absolute best to hold it in while Lucifer was berating you for attempting to go to the attic again. You tried your best to stand your ground silently, just saying whatever he wanted to hear until he was appeased and let you go.

And as if the universe had any pity on you, here comes Mammon, strolling by, looking down at his phone. You quickly turn away and start to walk to your room hoping to escape before he notices you.

"Oi human!" He runs over to you before putting an arm around your shoulder. Goddammit.

"Was just lookin' for ya, I have a great idea you're gonna love it!!" You turn your face away acting as if something caught your attention, just to keep his eyes from seeing his face.

You suck in a breath. "Maybe next time Mammon."

"C'mon ya gotta trust me! I promise it's good and most definitely not a scam this time." He says with a devilish grin.

Your tone turns a bit harsher and slower "Maybe next time Mammon." Maybe if he could just take a hint that you were annoyed and give you some space, you could run to your room to let out all your angst quicker.

But unlucky for you, there are two facts about Mammon that you overlooked. 1) He isn't afraid of being annoying and 2) he really likes to talk.

"What's up with ya today?? Are my brothers rubbin' off on ya or something?"

You take in another sharp breath "Look, I'm just not in the mood today, I'm sorry." Your voice falters among your sharp words.

"MC are you ok? For real?"

"I'm fine I just need to be alone. It's fine."

You reeeally didn't wanna burden anyone else with your problems right now, especially Mammon. By this point you were the one keeping most of the peace in this house, you couldn't just break down in front of them and disrupt that. Besides, what if he just brushes it off or mocks you for it like he does with most of your feelings.

Mammon's grip tightened around your shoulders. "Follow me."

"Mammon I already said I'm not in the mood."

"Just-" He nudges you along "Put up with me for a sec and c'mon."

Deciding that he really isn't gonna let up anytime soon, you take another deep breath and tilt your head back. Might as well just suck it up and get this over with, then maybe you can get to your room faster.

"Fine." You say in an annoyed manner.

You find yourself being dragged to the doorway of his room where he finally lets you go to fumble with the lock.

Walking in and plopping down on his couch you say flatly, "Now what." Watching him as moves to sit next to you.

He leans back and turns towards to look at you, causing you to shift your gaze to your now very interesting shoeslaces.

"What's wrong."

"Nothing."

He gives you a look.

"Stubborn human... If somethin' is making ya so bothered then it's my job as your guardian to fix it. Just spill it."

You take another deep breath trying to calm yourself but also just getting tired of fighting him. "If I do," You chew on your cheek thinking over your next words, "then I'll start crying."

With that, his face twists with confusion and worry. "Just an even better reason to tell me I guess."

You take a final shaky breath. "Lucifer yelled at me." deciding to just keep it brief.

He looks at you confused "That's it??"

"For the most part yeah."

"Oh come on, I've seen him threaten ya and even lunge at ya, how is yellin' the worst of it?"

"Um." You grow small in your seat as memories start to flood back. Tears begin to prick the corners of your eyes that you try to blink away.

"Well. I used to get yelled at a lot as a kid by my parents."

Mammon's silence urges you on.

"a-and. I uh, it just reminded me of that. That feeling of being just so small and weak." You sniffed putting on an anxious smile. "They would scream shitty things at me, calling me stuff like ungrateful and lazy. They would break stuff and throw away my favorite toys. The lectures would last for what felt like hours before they would lock me in my room for the rest of the day." You let out a weak laugh "All because I didn't clean my room usually."

You waved your hand in the air dismissively. "I know it's not that bad, especially compared to what you go through all the time. It just. It kinda messed me up a little bit." You struggled to fight back the tears threatening to fall. God, you really didn't want to talk about this.

The air grows thick as you both remain silent, Mammon sitting there stunned.

"Not that bad? If I saw a kid bein' treated like that I'd be fucking pissed!" His whole body tenses in disgust and anger.

"You get strung up by Lucifer and fucking whipped like every other week! How is this anything compared to that?" You cross your arms.

"You were a kid!!"

"So!?"

"Lucifer does that cause he knows I can handle it. I'm a full grown goddamned demon, I can fight back."

"What? That still doesn't make it ok. And why don't you fight back if you're so strong huh??"

"Cause I know it makes him feel better to take it out on me." His voice drops to a mumble. "Plus, it keeps him from doin' the same to my younger brothers."

Now you're the one who's stunned to silence, hearing nothing but Mammon's aggravated breath and your anxious heartbeat.

As you fidget with you hands, you feel a few tears make their way down your face, both from your own confession and now his. Seems like quite the touchy subject for the both of you. Finally, you look up at Mammon, who's leaning in your direction, shoulders tense, eyebrows furrowed, and to your surprise, a pair of blinking watery eyes.

Oh shit. You really just made him cry. Well, almost cry. You've never seen him like this. Oh holy shit. It's your fault. What kind of shitty fucking friend are you. Why did you even ask that question in the first place you dumb fuck. You have to apologize. Now.

"I'm sorry." You say ever so quietly, as if it wasn't more than a whisper.

"What?" You grow even smaller under his intense gaze.

"I'm sorry for making you all worked up. I should've just left when I had the chance." You bite on your tongue.

Mammon huffs, "Oh what. And just lock yourself in your room for the rest of the day?"

You stare up at him as you feel your heart jump and your breath becoming shaky.

All the pent up panic and tears you've been trying to hold off suddenly flood your system. Oh god, why did he have to say that.

Choking on air, you start hiccuping and fighting for breath as you wipe at the wetness on your face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you plead. You go back to trying to hide your face, breaking into a full on ugly cry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

You hate this, so so much. Why did you let him talk you into this. Stupid annoying demons. This is so embarrassing your face is all gross now. You should just leave, just leave, leave. JUST GET UP AND LEAVE. WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE.

Slowly, you feel two soft but awkward arms wrap around you, as a hand is placed on the back of your head, nudging it closer.

Goddammit. Pushing your forehead into his chest, you heave.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" You can't stop apologizing as if it's a mantra, slowly turning into a jumble of choked whispers.

Gently, he rubs your shaking back, holding you close.

"You're ok. It's ok. You don't need to be sorry."

No it's not ok, it's not ok, it's not ok. You have everything to be sorry for.

You take a strangled gasp for air, as if that would let up the tightness in your throat.

You grip onto his shirt tightly as you hide your face in his chest. God this is so embarrassing. You must look so stupid and pathetic right now.

"Hey, take a deep breath for me ok?" He interrupts your thoughts.

Starting you off, he takes a long deep inhale himself. Shakily, the mess of yourself tries follow along.

In...

And out...

"Another one."

In...

And out...

With each breath, your sobbing grows quieter and your apologies die down.

"You're ok." He strokes your back some more, as your grip relaxes. You take another deep breath on your own, the air feeling just a bit lighter now.

Realizing the position your in, you let out a weak laugh as you hold onto him. "I told you I would cry."

He chuckles, the sound reverberating from his chest "Well hey, at least ya warned me."

A beat of silence passes as he soothes your back, giving you a moment to catch your breath.

Why was he being so nice. He always rambled about how annoying it was to take care of you, so why go through all the effort to comfort you like this.

Still. With all his self sacrifice for his brothers and now with the way he's treating you, you can't help but have just the slightest tiniest thought that maybe, just maybe, he cared about his family and you much more than he led on.

"Thank you."

He gently squeezes you in his embrace.

"Anytime."

He gives some more time for you both to relax. Just gentle touches and soft slow breaths. His warm palm traveling up and down your back in slow fluid motions, the hand in your hair holding you securely. You press your face further into his chest, soft fabric against your cheek, smelling strongly of his cologne.

"Ya don't gotta run off if ya need to cry. I'm here to talk about it- I mean it is my job after all."

You let out a chuckle at his sudden change in demeanor.

"I don't know, it's kinda really hard for me to just cry in front of people. Or ask for help. Or anything like that." You trail off.

He hums in thought. "Well, how about this. If I catch ya havin' a hard time, you're not allowed to run away." He smiles softly burying his face in your hair.

You huff out a laugh "Hard to say I won't just start avoiding you."

"Then I'll just have to stick by your side and annoy ya even more then, huh." He squeezes you real tight proving his point, both of your smiles growing as laughter begins to bubble up from your chest.

"Ah like you don't already do that enough."

He chuckles at your sarcastic tone before relaxing again.

And after a moment, you finally pull back to look up at his face. Feeling relaxed, grounded, and safe, having gotten to this point so much quicker than any solo sob fest you've given yourself.

And you ask,

"So what was that idea you had?"

His grin widens.

[teefndribz]

The ocean mirrors the sky.

Choi saeyoung x reader/707 x reader

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AN// this is a completely self indulgent drabble. But what if mc(reader) was obssesed with marine biology/the ocean (and was a marine biologist... Cough.. this is so self indulgent......). And she decided to ask 707 to go camping (on a boat) with her to go see bioluminescent algae and/or jellyfish. The song I linked is the song I listened to while writing this +_+

Category: tooth rotting fluff

Cw/tw: light teasing/banter ?? No usage of y/n! 1 use of the word 'kinky'

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If Saeyoung had known he was going to see the most beautiful sight in the world that night, he would have brought a better camera.

"Babe, i want to surprise you with something, can I lead you somewhere with a blindfold?"

Saeyoung had raised his brows to this, and you could feel your eyes roll in their sockets.

"I can already hear what you are thinking and NO it's not that kind of surprise." He mocked a shocked expression.

"when did you learn to read minds ?? !" He flapped his hands around, looking like a total idiot (of course) and then he settled into a more genuine stance.

"silly, of course you can surprise me." His tone endearing.

He had been blindfolded for the past 2 hours after packing his bag as instructed and handing them over to you. You had mistakenly committed too early on and tripped yourselves to the car afterwards. Now, his sneakers crunched in the sand with every step he took. And then they didn't, he assumed there was a dock under his feet. He could hear waves crashing, and seagulls. Why were you at the beach so late into the night?

Saeyoung was no stranger to your fascination and connection to the ocean. As a marine biologist, you spent most of your time with tasks related to it. In a significant amount of ways, you two reflected each other. Your love for the sea was a reflection of how he was with outer space- he adored the stars, the moon, and astrology as a whole. He would listen to infodump for hours about the sea though, it never got boring, mainly because it was you.

He wasn't very surprised to be on a boat right now, still blind folded. He was holding on to you as you navigated it further out to sea. Would you be spending the night out there? It wouldn't have been your first night at sea together. The two of you had spent many nights, stargazing or holed up in the cabin on 'camping' trips. Sometimes for work, sometimes for fun. He used to get really sea sick but after so many trips, it's gotten better.

You squeezed his hand, and kissed him, soft and quick.

"almost there."

"where? Mexico? " He mused.

(You were on the other side of the world)

"no, that will be another trip."

"ooooh blindfolding me on a plane? Babe I didn't know you were so kinky."

You pinched his cheek, and pulled at him a bit.

"sure thing, I'll make sure to gag you so you can't speak either." He shut up real quick, drawing his fingers across his lips like it was a zipper. You giggled, and god, he swore he could hear the sun in your laughter.

The boat slowed, and the engine stopped, still continuing to sway gently on the water.

"okokokook" you squealed, he could hear your hands flap up and down in excitement briefly. Tugging him with you out to the edge of the boat, you carefully untied his blindfold,, making sure he kept his eyes closed after so you could put his glasses on for him. You had poked him in the eye and he had to adjust them while laughing, but soon enough they were on.

"ok..... Three... Twwoooo... One!! Open!" He opened his eyes, and they adjusted to being able to see again. Once everything was set, he caught sight of your face. You were shining in the moonlight and the..... The ocean was glowing?

He had heard about this from you before, even saw pictures, but nothing could capture how enchanting it was to see the ocean glow with life. Blue algae lit up the water, and he leaned against the railing looking out at the water. You stared at him with glee, before turning to the sea yourself.

"sooo..?" You said.

"...I... My god.... This is beautiful. I-" Saeyoung was at a loss for words, his eyes captured by the sight surrounding them. For once, he wasn't looking up. Or away, or at a screen. He was looking out. He could smell the saltwater, and he could hear the calm of the sea. The gentle rolling of the waves. He felt a cool breeze against his face.

You were enraptured with the wonder in his eyes. Like you could forget, you scanned every part of the sight next to you that was your boyfriend as if in hopes to memorize all of him.

"babe this is so freaking awesome, how-" he turned to you, and silence struck him. You were looking at him with a pure look of love on your face. He smiled, his face warming slightly.

"do you like it, Saeyoung?" You blinked slowly, your lips turned in a small, sweet smile.

He interlocked his fingers with yours, and tilted his head, taking in your big doe eyes and soft skin.

"I love it." He wasn't talking about the surprise, about the bioluminescent algae in the water, about the stars in the night sky—he was talking about you. You, illuminated by millions, trillions, of glowing microorganisms and moonlight. You, sweet and thoughtful. You, an excellent swimmer, and an even more excellent kisser. You. You. Just you. With a portrait of the stars, and the ocean behind you.

And maybe he should kiss you. And maybe he did. A lot. And maybe you danced to the quiet of the night.

Now, with coffee in your hands, and your lipstick smeared, a blanket over your shoulders. He knew that the best camera in the world wouldn't be able to capture the heaven he was witnessing.

[verychaoticlife]

Jenny Vi Pham and her game: Going live

TW: Suicide topic, mention of ED, manipulation, death

I know it's not Twitter or tik tok but I think people need to know about this. This post is mostly about Jenny's new game even if she didn't wait for this game to be problematic. Also, this post is about Jenny Vi Pham and only her the others did a great job and I hope they got a lot of money!

1) The story in general

In the first place, the story feels rushed, I'm not the best writer but you can tell that Jenny did not do her own recherche about anything for this game starting with how fast the guy gets followers for doing almost nothing to the hanging ending (I'm talking about this in a minute). The whole story is a mix of Needy Girl Overdose ( the fact he wants 1M in a week and he is helped by his partner) and DDLC for its "disturbing" ending. Ok, it's great you take inspiration for your game but it's so similar and made not in a great way that the game get's boring and cringe really fast. Talking about cringe PLEASE stop making the MC act like you and PLEASE stop making the whole game feel like a booktok comment section. Also to finish this first part the relationship between the MC and the guy. The whole time it just feels like the MC controls everything about this little white hair dude it just feels like I'm playing a toxic relationship simulator (talking about the fact that we aren't guiding him for a better streamer career but we are imposing him stuff like "ban her from modding" or even when he have to apologize and the MC literally choose for him and when he say "I don't think it's a great idea" the MC doesn't listen to him and force him). He has 0 personality unless "I'm gonna take my shirt off on stream and I love my girlfriend" is personality to you. Plus the fact that he is sexualized by everybody in the game is just so sad he kinda deserves better. 

2)The hanging and homicide ending

Now let's talk about real problematic things. First, the hanging ending: so if you don't know he decides to kill himself because he got bullied on the internet cause he apparently hates people with cancer (omg I wish I wasn't serious rn). So yeah the whole reason why he did this is dumb and it explains why I think the story is rushed but you know maybe before he was mentally unstable and it was the event that finally broke him. Nope, he killed himself just like that, there is no indication that he is feeling bad, it just happened. The way she just killed him was disgusting. Suicide is a very serious topic, normally you get signals of those things,  this guy is not killing himself like that. It just feels like the ending was here to just shock people and it did I was shocked because it happened without warning, it was so out of place. I don't really get words to describe this scene cause the picture was very graphic kinda like DDLC but when you play it you know what is going to happen here no and maybe I act like snowflakes but you have to put warnings on those things. Same for the Homicide ending it kinda happened like the hanging ending out of pocket and was very graphic. After playing for a second time normally you get an interaction with the cat (introduced at the start of the story and then forgotten) AND YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT HE SAID?? "yeah I can bring him back if you leave 5,000 rates on itch.io". This whole thing is just crazy to me, you killed him TWO times in the worst way possible (creepypasta writer got competition) and you ask for a good ending if they give good rates... Like what?? when do you think it's ok? You are using his death and his suicide as a way to get reviews and you think it's normal?

3) Her fans and her 

(here some of the information came from Elduator on Twitter)

So after being shocked about the game I decided to read some reviews and saw people talking about her Twitter. It keeps getting worse. First, the way she mocks her fans is crazy it kinda reminds me of that fan/creator relationship in the Vtuber community "you're a clown to me and you like" type of relation she got with her fans. (some proof)

In the first tweet, she is making her fans looks like fools it's obviously a way to encourage them to give more reviews and that's so weird "he needs you" This is just pure manipulation knowing that her fans are probably young people it just making it worse. Kinda the type of manipulation in the second tweet ngl but here she is bringing her team which kinda tells us that some of her team workers support her way of acting. 

this message speaks for itself, disgusting.

She also makes those kind of tweets here again just pure manipulation and making rates on someone suicide 

And here a compilation of some very weird tweet.

The worst is literally the ED joke like what the hell?? and no one said anything it's so problematic in so many levels. Also again the hypersexualisation of her characters but sadly it's something normal on her twitter.

Let's talk about her fans cause they are also CRAZY. They encourage the hypersexualization of her characters, create fake accounts to make more reviews (which get obviously deleted) and are also encouraged by Jenny. They are also a bunch of creeps in general on itch.io or the discord server (proof from Elduator on Twitter)

(i can't fixe the bad quality so look here for better quality)

Ok, I think I said everything I'm thinking about posting it on twitter but someone already did so idk

bye!! XX

[lovearne]

Silence

Juice (Juan Carlos Ortiz) x male! Reader

My page is 18+ only. I don't tolerate minors here. This is my safe place to express myself, and I don't consent to minors viewing my works or my blog.

Warnings: silent treatment (kinda), homophobic views (not really specified), sad theme (kinda), juice is a big old softie who wants to be babied by his boyfriend

5 days. You'd not seen your boyfriend in 5 days.

He'd not wanted to tell anyone, especially anyone in the club. He didn't know how they'd react to him being gay. Well, he doesn't know his sexuality for sure anymore. Before he'd started dating you, he thought he was straight. Turns out he's not. 

He's terrified to use a title for his sexualtiy because then it makes it real. Makes it a lie to the club, because as far as he knows, the club doesn't allow gays in the MC. 

He's normally radio silent for a few days during a run, but this? This was different. This was yards different. He'd been scheduled for a hearing, and then disappeared. You'd went downtown and asked around about him and the club, the only answers You'd gotten were from a still grieving and tortured Chief Unser, he mumbled a few things and waved you off.

"No, chief you don't understand." You tired to plead with him. 

"I understand just fine." He interrupts you. "I'm not helping the sons, and I don't know where they are." You nod.

"Can I file a missing person's?" The chief's eyes narrow a little at you.

"And what exactly is your affiliation with the club?" You smile uncomfortably.

"I'm just a worried friend. And customer. I went by the past couple of days and I haven't seen anybody. I'm worried more about Juan Carlos, he's not the most mentally stable and I'm afraid after the events of Kip's funeral, he did something to himself." Unser sighs.

"OK, we'll send a patrol out to do a wellness check. Check things out." His face changes, putting on a small fake smile as he rubs your upper arm. "Don't worry son, I'm sure he's fine."  He makes eye contact and for a second, a spilt second you thought he'd maybe knew. "I'm sure he's like your brother, everyone has one close to them." He definitely didn't know. Your shoulders fell, you'd thought, maybe, just maybe you'd be able to confide in one person about your life. "The boys will take care of him. I'm sure he'll call you when he's free to look at your car." You sigh frustratedly, getting up and storming out of the police station. 

You walked your way back, to angry to be able to drive properly. You don't understand why you weren't getting answers, didn't understand why Juice was so afraid to tell people that he loves you. If straight people can love publicly, then why can't gay people? 

On the walk back to your house, their clubhouse came to view, you seen a few of the guys, seeing of the men you know well enough, you wave, he gestures you to come onto the property. He calls your name fondly, the dirty blond man beside him furrowing his brows.

"Who the hell is that guy?" Tig casts him a glare and moves to give you a half hug. 

"This is juicey boys best friend, they go way back." Tig then looks at you. "You come here looking for him?" You nod.

"Yeah, he doesn't normally dodge me like this, got worried." Tig nods in understanding. 

"It's a club matter, so I can't tell you where he is." You nod.

"I know all about club business being kept. Just tell me if he's alive?" Tig and the man, look at each other and then back at you. Tig nods, you smile. "I'm not going to ask, but thanks for letting me know." He nods again, putting his hand on your shoulder. This is the second time a man older than yourself has placed his hand on you like a dad would to a son. You guessed, since it's in the name of their MC, the older men treat the younger men like sons.

"Your friend is gonna be just fine." He squeezes your shoulder and then moves to leave. The words burn on your tongue as you hold them back. You weren't friends, you were lovers.

The next day, you received a call from Juice, you ignored it.

A shuffle and dip of your bed wakes you in the middle of the night, looking at your clock, it reads 2:00, it's very late and very early all at once. You smile slightly at the disagreements you'd had with your boyfriend about the terminology, they were mostly conversations you'd had high and dumb, way before the two of you got together. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He sounds tired. "Been a rough few days." You turn your head, trying to avoid this conversation, pretending to go back to sleep. You hear Juice sigh. You feel him shuffle on the bed, taking off his shoes and jeans, you heard his sighs and grunts as he moves. You still just laid beside him, you didn't want to fight, you wanted to be glad he was home, safe. You relax a little as you feel him spread out on the blanket beside you, desperately longing to reach for him, yet he's still so far. You want to initiate cuddles and tell him how much you've missed him. But the radio silence hurt. So you stay laying as you are, not too long later you feel his hand on your shoulder, his body leaned over yours slightly. 

"I know you're asleep, and you won't hear this. But I want to tell you anyway, because my mind is so, it's just so goddam loud." He leans closer and places a soft kiss against your temple. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving, and I'm sorry for not answering or returning your calls. I'll tell you this in the morning. I'm planning on sticking here with you tomorrow, we can spend the day together. I still have to do my jail time, so I wanna soak up as much time as possible with my pretty boy." He places another kiss on your bare shoulder. 

"Cuddles?" You couldn't help but say something. The  so thick in your throat that the word came out deeper than you intended. You could hear your boyfriend's excitement as he shuffled under the blankets, feeling his hips make contact with your ass, and his arms wrapped around you, face pressed into your neck. You felt at home. He was here with you, and nothing was going to come between you. 

[bacchanal-if]

Hi! How are you!?? Hope you had a lovely year so far~ as for me is ok as of now, lots to do and none of the motivation but i am healthy?lol better than nothing haha

i do feel really guilty for no giving any feedback about the update... sorry!!!!

i am so sorry bacchus i am the worst so embarrasing, i swear that this if & the characters live in my head 24/7 i love it so so much

But when i try to comment is like i forget all the words?! Broken brain i swear lol

SPOILERS AHEAD i think?

Welll i was just passing for the nsfw blog & bacchus omg i love it, giggling kicking my feet, all of them are sooo 🔥🔥🔥 but i am really really soft for all of them also?! All these feelings lol

So i just played the update a bit & loved it~ francis is my most beloved (only)parent and if i am forced to separate of them i am gonna riot i swear

Ellis my sweet little sister~ i love her your honor~ hope i can be a lovely enough sibling to her

Mother dearest can choke for all i care, and father as well, hilarious that he got played by E(i asume tho) thats totally a point in favor of E gotta admit

Played the animal whisperer (lmao i forgot the right word!) & i love it so much?!whiskers and Bulwark my beloveds omg thats so cute i love love love it

That cliffy tho!totally killed me T my love~

Also loved the options given to mc about their take & hopes about love & their fears? Thank you~

Cannot wait to meet the rest of the cast!!! I am so curious~

Forgive me but i cannot remember if you plan to make ros povs? And can we expect a oportunity to be with ellis?(like hang out? I swear i forgot the word lol) i love her & wish her all the happiness

All in all i love your writings, i wish i had the words to make them justice but all i have is this word vomit lmao i am sorry!!!

Mmm i was planning to make some notes about my mc from bacchanal, would it be alright to tag you? It is mostly hcs but if i say nonsense i would love if you give me some thoughs? Is not biggie if not though

Thank you for your work!!!! I am marching to ask smth in the nsfw blog rn so see you there ;)

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Hello!! 🥰

My year has been great so far and I'm finally getting rid of this cold. I hope you get the inspir/motivation you need! You are not the worst at anything, I assure you!

I am so humbled that you love my characters so. I have to say that I'm tempted to pay for portraits of Whiskers and Bulwark just because. And Ellis just needs someone to be their friend 💜 (they are nb btw!)

As for RO POVs... I am always open to them, as I love reading them, but I think for this I am going to keep it to the MC's POV so you are always in the driver's seat.

However... I did say I love reading them, didn't I? After the story is wrapped up I fully intend on making additional paid content with the RO's POVs as well as some pivotal scenes that happen before and during the course of the story but outside of the MC's view. It would be in the form of a new IF where you can upload your save file/put in your character details to make it more personalized.

The MC and Ellis should have at least one scene together before the Bacchanal, but in which chapter(s) I'm not 100% sure. I know what the scene will look like, but I still need to figure out when it should happen. Don't worry, Ellis fans!

Please do show me your notes! I would adore reading any of them!! The tag I follow is #bacchanal-if.

As always, thank you for your interest in my work 💜

[operationnope]

Hello! Ozzy Stan here, now prepare your clown makeup with me 🤡 because we're in for an emotional rollercoaster here whilst giving clown emoji vibes

Anyway, so obviously wtf was movie night AS A WHOLE I'm proud of fusebox for finally for once giving us chaos, drama etc we deserved it.

Anyway regarding the Ozzy situation, I don't get why everyone is so pressed over the 3 way kiss and skinny dipping scenario... I stayed loyal in my casa playthrough BUT I know from reading other posts that there was the option for us to skinny dip on the beach date, plus n2 to do bits with Andy or go all the way in the hideaway I'm sure, now if you weren't loyal and were a bit of a cheeky minx how can we all be mad at Oz?

Now we know Oz doesn't do meaningless relationships/connections if you're on an Ozzy route all the convos with islanders who've left etc will reiterate that actually Ozzy does have a lot of feelings for MC BUT now hear me out here, we never got told WHAT our postcard showed US doing, so if you were a devil 😉 in casa and got your groove on at all that could've been in the postcard and that may be why his head was a bit screwed for one of a better word?

I honestly can't gripe it tbh, he owned it, he didn't lie and told us what happened, now had he have lied I'd have been pretty pissed, but I genuinely have faith that Ozzy will be the most damn loyal person to mc when we eventually get to couple up he doesn't strike me as a man whore, he never tried it on with any bombshells at all, until casa and at that point they had no clue we were waiting on him

Ok, now that I’ve put my clown mask on… 🤡

I’m right there with you. Honestly, it was a bit of a shock to hear about Ozzy’s shenanigans HOWEVER I’m not too pressed about it. We weren’t in a couple and MC had so many chances to be naughty in a Casa. I am curious if MC messed around more if they show that on Movie Night, cuz I can’t even remember my clip it was so boring 😪

I’m sure the postcard was made to look like the girls were having just as much fun as we were led to believe the boys were. And I think Grace and Ozzy needed some big dramatic moment to finally break up because fb has been dragging their “relationship” out for so long.

And I agree with you- when he and MC finally chat about the incident after needlessly talking to the other boys (I hate that they keep making us do that), Ozzy 💯 owns up to it. If we had found out about it on Movie Night I would have been pissed, but he confessed and apologized.

I still love him. We’re in this together 🤝🙌💗💗

[hufflepuffgirly2203]

I'm Back again with another one shot on Sebastian Sallow!

This time I decided to make it MC x Sebastian (because I want to continue the lore with Charlotte,but I need to take my uni exams, so for now i'll write MC x Sebastian or Y/N x Sebastian)

Sorry for any grammar error, english is not my first language

Enjoy!

"This is worse than I thought" MC said watching across the undercroft,her friend, who is completely concentrated and exhausted while he's preparing for his N.E.W.T. "How long has he been like this?"

"About two days, he didn't eat nor sleep... I don't even know if he even showered" sighed "I've tried everything to convince him to take a break, but he's just not listening. I know exams are important, but he seriously needs to rest." Ominis exhaled an exasperated sound

"You know Sebastian, when he sets his mind to something, he's incredibly stubborn," MC said frustrated but with a hint of admiration in her voice."

"Yes. But maybe he'll listen to you. He always do." He remarked the last few words.

Mc blushed slightly, knowing that her feelings for Sebastian weren't exactly a secret, especially to someone as perceptive as Ominis. It was comforting to know that Ominis believed Sebastian would listen to her.

"Remember when we were in fifth year, and you managed to convince me?" Ominis chuckled. "He'll eventually give in."

"I'll talk to him, and even if he doesn't want to listen, I'll make him"

"Smart thinking"

Mc approached Sebastian, who seemed entirely unaware of their presence. She couldn't help but smile as she watched him so focused, she loved how expressive he was with his foxy brown eyes scanning the pages and with his thick eyebrows furrowed with intense concentration.

Adjusting her posture, she prepared herself to intervene.

"Seb" she called, but he didn't respond. "Sebastian" she raised her voice. Finally catching his attention

"Hey MC" he greeted, his eyes still glued to his beloved books "Care to join me?"

"Actually, I'm here to stop you from literally studying yourself to death"

"Oh when did you became that rebellious?" He chuckled "Am i that bad of an influence to you?"

He still said without facing her.

Mc felt a little bit jealous towards the books capturing his attention so fully. Why couldn't he look at her with the same intensity?

snatching his book from his hands, she demanded, "Can you just acknowledge my presence for one second?"

"All eyes on you darling" Sebastian said finally facing her.

His eyes heavy with exhaustation, he couldn't help but yawn.

"You look awful" she remarked, unable to deny that even in his tired state, he was still handsome.

"Well thank you" he rolled his eyes "Is that all you wanted to say ? Can I have my book back now?"

"You're such a nerd" MC scoffed "And no. You can't have your book back, because you need to take a break"

"I can't. I need to study and in order to study I need that book"

"Take a break" she insisted

"No"

"Sebastian I said: take a break"

"Nuh-uh"

"Sebastian. Take. A. Break"

"Try me"

"Ok you asked for it" MC wielded her wand "Accio" she said taking Sebastian's wand.

"Give me my wand back"

"Levioso" she said,lifting him into the air

"MC put me down" Sebastian complained

"I don't think I will" she laughed "you'll come with me wether you like it or not, Mr. Sallow"

"Ominis help me" he plead

"I won't, I'm sorry Sebastian but you need to rest. Have fun you two" his friend said playfully

"You traitor!" He shouted

Sebastian finally surrended and MC decided to take him to Hogwart's garden, she put there a tiny yellow blanket for them to sit on.

"I can't believe that you convinced me to stop studying" Sebastian said nervously

"I can be convincing when I want to" MC nudged him

"What can I say, I have a soft spot for you my lady" he said bowing dramatically

"Shut up you flirt" Mc said while she was secretly plessed

"But I only flirt with you" he smirked

"Yeah as If" she laughed, hoping he meant it.

Sebastian was obviously famous among other girls, he's a good-looking guy and incredibly charming.

She'd always found him handsome, but now, as they'd grown up, he was even more attractive. Yet, he wasn't just a pretty face; he was also incredibly intelligent, often hiding his brilliance behind a facade of the school's bad boy.

"I'm happy that you're here, you needed to take a break from all this stress" Mc said softly

"Yeah you're right I'm sorry if I was stubborn" he rested his head on her lap "but you still love me either way"

"I don't know" she stroked his hair gently "Love is a strong word"

"Don't be so cruel" he pouted and he let out a chuckle

"I'm curious, Seb. You're studying for N.E.W.T. but what job do you want to do?" Mc asked.

"I want to be a professor, like my parents were. More specifically, a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Sebastian replied with determination.

"That suits you, Sebastian. You taught me a lot in my first year here," MC smiled. "Though I can't stop thinking about how you're going to tame your rebellious side."

"I won't. I'll probably break the school rules." Sebastian admitted with a mischievous grin.

"What a bad boy," MC teased.

"And you, MC? What are you going to do?" Sebastian asked

"I don't actually know. I'll know when I see my dream job." she admitted.

"Well, I hope you'll consider working at Hogwarts. You would be a great principal, unlike Black,"

"Anyone could be better than him," MC agreed.

"You're right, but you'll be the greatest," Sebastian said with a smile. "I think I'm gonna take a nap" he yawned

"You better do Sallow" she pinched his cheeks

"Yes M'am"

Mc watched as Sebastian went to sleep, a small smile apperead on her lips. She couldn't help but giggle softly at the sound of his snores, feeling content in this moment of peace with him. Adjusting her posture, she closed her eyes, grateful for the chance to finally relax together.

...

"Sebastian?" MC rubbed her eyes, realizing she had fallen asleep with her head on his lap.

"MC, you woke up," Sebastian exclaimed, looking refreshed.

"I wasn't supposed to sleep," MC tried to stand up, but Sebastian gently blocked her.

"Well, now you need some rest too," he said, booping her nose

"I'm fine, Seb, don't worry," MC insisted, blushing heavily as she finally managed to stand up and sat down next to him.

"You look extremely pretty when you sleep, you know that?" Sebastian said, his gaze fixed on her, causing MC to blush even harder.

"You're just saying that because you're exhausted," MC brushed off Sebastian's compliment nervously.

"I was just tired. You're making it seem like I was drunk," he joked.

"Well, lack of sleep can make you feel drunk," MC laughed, covering her mouth with her hand.

"You should stop covering your smile. I love your bunny teeth," Sebastian said, leaning closer to MC. "They're so cute... well, you are cute."

MC was stunned into silence. Sebastian seemed unusually serious, a rarity for him.

"I don't know if you're trying to avoid my compliments because you don't want to hurt my feelings," Sebastian continued, looking away and nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "But I really mean it, MC. I love you and cherish you. You're the only girl who has ever caught my eye. Can't you see? I only have eyes for you. I know I'm tired, but this confession is genuine. I didn't want to risk our friendship, but at this point, I want to take that risk."

"Sebastian," MC said softly, her heart beating faster. "I love you too. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea. I've loved you all along. I just didn't want to misinterpret your kindness... maybe I panicked."

"Well from now on you will never have to worry about my feelings for you. I love you and I'll always will"

Sebastian pressed his lips against MC's with tenderness. It was a gentle kiss, filled with all the unspoken words they had kept hidden for so long. Time seemed to stop as they shared this intimate moment, the kiss expressed their undying love.

And in that moment, everything felt perfect.

[hellcatinnc]

My Forged Wedding Review

This can be found on Switch/Love365 App On Mobile

I really enjoyed this game and wanted to take the time to review it in whole as well as break down each love interest and my thoughts on them. I got mine on switch so I have everyone but the ones in pink which are the 5 guys that are only accessible through the Love365 app for purchase.

Haruka Utsunomiya

Ok first off I'm going to say this man I am absolutely crazy about. He is one of the best well put together LI I have met. He is genuine, witty, flirty, humble, caring, and compassionate. He loves fiercely and he even has a slight jealousy when its someone he loves. He knows how to stand up and take responsibility for his actions as he grows with a happy relationship. He was the one I felt like I could honestly see being someone I would fall in love with. His was the most natural feeling like everyday life was enough even though he was a type of celebrity you would never know it because the name was more his fathers he just loved arranging flowers as a art to him.

This story and I say this in the fact that very few bring me to tears. That being said not one of the voltage games have ever made me cry but this man and his story did just that. One of the things he said in the story was this "I guess I made everyone's heart stop" MC's response (Including mine). I could feel her words and honestly understand why she said that I think even my heart stopped at that moment as well. Haru sweet Haru will you leave any woman without happiness in her heart!

Yamato Kougami

Ok this guy I honestly thought he was going to be a ass and I was happy I saw a bit softer side of him in Tamaki's story which is what made me want to romance him next. This man talks a big talk but he falls for you faster than I think anyone else does. He likes to pick on you but its in a cute way. I wouldn't say he is as pushy and rude as most Tsunderes start off as but maybe a soft tsundere in him. Anyways this man above all else is just trying to feel connected to someone. His mom died 2 years before, he had never met his dad until recently at the school he teaches at and he lives at home alone with the only company is a roomba vacuum cleaner.

You have to deal with an annoying girl at his school who tries to threaten you but it is such a sweet moment when he walks in on the girl in his home threatening you and he tells her she is nothing but his student and for the first time says he loves you. When he kisses you for the first time its passionate, he makes plans and buys things to fill up the house to make it home. He is the first story that I think goes into more suggestive actions adult nature happening but it was natural like by that point you felt the love between the two there was no other place to go. Honestly I didn't think I could like anyone more than Saeki but hands down this man has such a strong place in my heart. Also he ends up making up with his father which is such an emotional key point in his story. I also want to address that the mc says that she is fat and he says plainly only women care about that he likes a woman thats more the less fluffy so to speak and that warmed my heart being a plus size woman my whole life.

Takamasa Saeki

Now this man is a flirt from the start and its what caught my interest of course. Anyone who knows me when it comes to guys like (Ikki & Tsubaki) knows those guys definitely make me weak in the knees. Anyways his sense of humor and flirtiness I loved from the start. The fact that he wanted to always address her as honey, or sweetie was adorable most guys like to hide away from pet names. He is a big time writer who writes screen plays but even with his work he makes time to make memories with you. One of the sweetest things that I think one me over was one night your drinking with the guys and he tells you as you head home "Hurry up and fall in love with me" I was floored by this I knew at that point he felt something more than platonic. In the end he shows he will fight for your honor, fight for your love, and do anything to make you happy. He even is the cliché of running into a airport to stop you from getting on the plane to express his undying love for you while out of breath. This man has my heart from this series.

Ren Shibasaki

He is a man of few words until you get to know him then you understand why. That being said he is a real sweetheart and when he says he loves you its something you can feel in his words that separate him from everyone else. He really is a prince come to sweep you off your feet so enjoy the ride I promise his quirky ways will have you falling in no time. Even in other routes he is just the same a very sincere person who when he loves you he loves you completely and will do anything to prevent you from being hurt even if it means losing his own happiness for it. I really love his banter with Daniel as well his butler that practically raised him. You can see the banter they have shows a different side of Ren but its still shows how he has grown into an amazing man and I guarantee Daniel has a big part in that.

Takao Maruyama

This man is polite and nice from the beginning. He just wants to please his sick grandmother who wants to meet his fiancé before she might die. It warms my heart that he is this kind of guy and so sweet to see that side of him. He also stands up for women even though he has just met you and a day later he is stepping up shielding you from anything. His brothers are funny wanting to steal you away from him when they are all younger than him. He is a great family guy and you even get to see he would make a great father to a kid because of him having to watch a family member 4 yr old with you. Anyways because he is so reserved he is also boring at times. He is very mundane and honestly even though it had a sweet ending it was hard to get through for me. When he finally did tell her he loved her it was only after he heard her say she was in love with him.

He was willing to walk away from her and never tell her if his brother hadn't tried to date her. I feel like without a strong woman this man would always put everyone before his own needs and his own heart. It doesn't make him a bad guy just means hard to know what he feels along the way. He was cute and respectful but for so long he did treat her like a sibling which was a bit irritating thanks to the grandma who secretly knew it was fake to push them over the top and they got married for her sake however by this time they had realized they were in love and confessed it. His kisses were sweet and I think its one of those guys that will never leave you once they love you though and never have to worry about his faithfulness because his family is his life.

Tamaki Kikushima

Omg this man seems like a asshole the moment you meet him he bumps coffee onto your work application and is too good to even apologize. Then he tells you he is the son of the company your applying for and if you can drink him under the table he will leave you alone if not you have to be his fake wife and do all the wife duties for a month then he will make sure you get the job. It starts off that you are naked in bed with nothing but panties on so it insinuates you slept with him. That being said what kind of man does that make him when you were obviously intoxicated when he slept with you. He acts like a rich entitled asshole not even like a tsundere at all which is what I thought he was at first. So I figured out by looking it up he is a oresama which in my book is not my cup of tea. He will stay a ass even up until the end. Even when he announces he is in love the way he does it I just can't understand why the MC even loves him. The one guy through the story that is right there trying to shield you is yamato which I found sweet. Anyways lets just say I didn't bother to do his pov or anything else wasn't going to pay anymore into this man because this love interest just was annoying. Only thing he had going for him was he was hot. - check out my updated review after reading all of chapter 1 up to chapter 2 HERE

Yuta Kajima

This guy bored me from the very start I just didn't feel any chemistry whatsoever. The first few chapters it was all about making his career big in comedian with you having to play his scary wife which was annoying. Its like I don't know of he is supposed to be submissive or something but it was just irritating to me. Not even far into the story was this weird ear thing where he wanted her to rub his ears for good luck. I found it a bit rude that your willing to put your life on hold to make his comedian career happen yet when he gives you a wedding ring to be his wife he doesn't seemed bothered about putting the ring on your finger but refuses for you to put it on his. Like I said 100% lacks any romance between them. Also the mc practically friend zones him in her mind from the beginning, saying he feels like she can be close to him cause he is like a great friend she has known awhile. I got so bored I started dozing off and was only in chapter 5. I just had to quit maybe one day I will go back to this and finish it but for now it just was not interesting enough, he wasn't interesting enough for me.

Akito Kakiuchi

Childhood Crush is about the main part I know and due to this it can go either way whichever your choice is. I read the sample and it just didn't grab my attention enough to purchase it.

Kunihiko Aikawa

Uncle yet not by blood. Its weird this whole time in the rest of the routes you hear be lazy and sometimes even a bit manipulative when he tells the MC she has to help these guys or he won't help her find a job. He comes off as a playboy and even though I started with his route and it seemed ok I felt it was too slow of a start to me. For me to read reviews and find she is supposed to be in love with him her whole life even though she just remembers now just seemed too made up for me I couldn't get behind it. Maybe on day I will decide to put the money into it or it comes as a dlc to the switch game one we shall see. I will say this much though least he is hot.

Kyoichi Kunishiro

This guy seems to be one of the worst. I read over other reviews as well as what was said on the app and even did his free first chapter and honestly this man is not in anyway worth me paying for. He is egotistical, arrogant, cold, manipulative creep. He has no belief love even exists or cares if it really does. He is way worse in his rudeness than Tamaki at least Tamaki has his looks going for him this guy is plain fugly on top of it all. Even his sweet endings from what I read really aren't worth it. I guess if you like an abusive man who makes fun of you and has no real intentions of romantically showering you with love and god forbid he is not a Tsundere he makes tsunderes seem like they are nice from the beginning.

So I feel like its better to put these out there I did not purchase either of the last 3 however I don't want to say good or bad about these 3 because most the reviews I have read can go either way with them except Kyoichi he seems to be a ass to most. So I will let that be your choice if later I decide to purchase them on the app I will come back and repost with the reviews. Not going to lie at some point I probably will come back and purchase the 2 but as for now saving my credits to binge more of my sexy man Haruka.

[poisonouswritings]

Hi Ozzy!!!!! I have a request for you!!!! Kinda inspired it from mc's friend meets their Lis

Imagine if felix accidentally summoned mc's childhood bestfriend (like Celina). Once they meet mc they are like:

Friend:"....." , mc:"......" , Friend:"..why are u so fucking ugly bro ?" *both of them wheezing* mc:"BRO HOLY SHIT I MISSED YOU-" ,Friend:"BRO I MISSED YOU TOO- " they are hugging each other like mad. Mc asks them how they got in Astraea and they say they don't know after they drove mc to their fan expo, they felt dizzy and suddenly found themselves in this strange place. After that mc never leaves their friend, they shows them around the place, introduces them to their Lis and maybe get teased

Friend:*ruffle mc's hair*" look at you bro finally getting laid!"mc:"one of us has to do this job at some point, bro" , friend:" Hey!"

Also mc's friend are teasing for being furry (because they are dating sage)

......Ok M3 didn't expect that , seeing mc so happy, so open because I mean come on they found someone like them from earth, someone they can relate to them, someone who knows all their weird earth references, someone WHO actually know and they happen to be their best friend. That something that kinda bothers them. They say to themselves they are not jealous, why would they be jealous of someone who knows mc since forever and knows everything about them and probably has a better to win them over since they are already close?.........ok maybe they are a little jealous so they hide it that until mc takes their friend to show them more places of Astraea and ofc take their Lis with them because they know the area better than mc.

Mc and their friend are talking to each other the whole time and Lis are kinda the third wheel (ofc they are annoyed but won't show it because mc looks happy) but suddenly someone comes by them and point at mc and their friend and says "you guys are really a cute couple" in front of Lis

y'know anon? valid.

GN!Reader, I guess you could call this hurt/comfort?, Felix has the braincell today

Felix Escellun

You and your friend are trying not to laugh because That Is Such A Silly Statement!! And you guys manage to give an awkward little 'oh thanks' because what are you even meant to respond to that with? Once they're gone you back to talking with your friend, eagerly explaining how Yes You Can Do Magic! You turn to Felix - to ask him a question or to get him to agree or whatever - when you notice he looks,,

,,,c,,,, constipated?????

Okay no that's not it try again. You can do it. I believe in you.

U,,,,upset?

But also,, also,,,,

Annoyed!

oh he's annoyed

Obviously you ask him what's wrong. He opens his mouth, hesitates. Mulls over his words for a moment.

'Its n... Actually... Darling, may I speak to you for a moment? In private?'

'Ooooh MC is in trouble~' 'shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you' ':P' '>:/'

Anyways you tell your friend to stay put for a second and let Felix pull you off to the side.

He looks nervous, fiddling a little with his hands. When you gently reach out to him, he takes your hands and starts playing with your fingers. It's a nervous tic of his.

'I... I understand that I am the last one to get to be jealous, considering the whole Rime situation-'

'....Your jealous face looks like constipation.'

'......... *Pouts*'

No but all jokes aside, Felix has been in a long term relationship. And while he does enjoy being dramatic, I also think this type of problem is something he knows it's best to address sooner rather than later, and being direct is key. Frankly he should have brought it up earlier but he wasn't really sure how to. And he explains that to you all while avoiding your eyes. He loves you (gods he loves you so much it hurts to breathe sometimes), but you've been unintentionally blocking him out a little bit in favor of your friend and it hurts. And he just... Wants to know where you stand.

That's all.

And whatever answer you give he'll be fine with-

*noise of a heart breaking a little*

You hug him fiercely because you didn't even realize you were doing that!! You were just happy to see your friend again but you never meant to leave Felix behind like that!!!! And he gives this little relieved sigh as he hugs you back and you can feel the tension melting out of him because this has been bothering him so much

He needs Stella to walk on his back because boy is knotted back there

When you say that there's absolutely no feelings between you and your friend and there never ever will be, he believes you.

He trusts you, y'know?

But also now that you're all on the same page he is going to cling to your arm and pout and whine when you're leaving him out a little too long. He's gotta have some fun being over-dramatic, y'know?

He starts becoming friends with your friend too. They start having their own inside jokes and references.

Nerds.

Anisa Anka

Once the passerby is gone you go back to trying to explain whatever it is you were saying when your friend flinches away, looking over your shoulder.

'Hey Anisa can you not try to kill me with your eyes?'

When you turn around Anisa is smiling innocently but you also get the sense that there's something horribly violent and gremlin-like right beneath the surface of her adorable smile

....... ?

She grabs your hand and laces your fingers together and now she's walking in between you and your friend and keeps cutting them off when they try to speak.

,,,,, wow you have never seen her like this. You can't decide whether to laugh or be worried.

You guys stop at a pastry cart. You buy yourself and your friend something and ask Anisa what she wants and she just (still smiling innocently) says she doesn't want anything

... alright worried it is.

You shove some money into your friends hands and rattle off a list of things to get and then drag Anisa off.

Once you guys have some room to talk you (lightly) grab her by the shoulders and look her in the eye.

'Alright, out with it. This is your favorite dessert cart. You never pass up a chance to get snacks.'

'I have no idea what you're talking about love :) I'm just not hungry right now :)'

Man it must be even worse than you thought.

You frown at her. Not out of annoyance or anything like that, but out of worry. And you can see the way she winces a little when she notices that.

'I-I promise I'm fine...'

You shake your head and pull her into a hug, nuzzling your cheek against her stress-poofed hair. You know something is wrong. You also know she hates lying to you and always ends up coming clean. It's just a matter of waiting.

About ten seconds later she sighs and hugs you back.

Ooh her arms are so strong.

'It's just... I don't want to lose you...'

Because your friend knows so much about Earth stuff and makes you laugh all the time and you spend so much time with them and they probably don't have an evil genocidal tyrant for a father...........

You cup her cheeks in your palms and kiss the tip of her nose. Yeah maybe your friend knows more about Earth stuff but Anisa knows more about Astraean stuff.

'What does that matter?'

Well that's the point. It doesn't.

Once you reassure Anisa that She Is Your Brave Strong Knight, you guys go back over to where your friend has an armful of snaccs. Anisa devours her portion because She Really Really Really Wanted Snaccs.

She still walks in the middle of you guys but this time it's because your friend is trying to explain Earth references. Anisa is taking notes.

Sage Lesath

As soon as the stranger is out of earshot you and your friend start fake gagging because Ew. Gross. And of course you're laughing a little because it's probably not the first time someone has made that mistake.

You turn to Sage to see what face he's making and

...

Maybe he's

...

Or over

...

He's gone.

...

Huh.

Shit.

You and your bestie look around the immediate area, but he's nowhere in sight. Not surprising. He can be fast when he wants to. But why the hell did he run off like that without even saying anything? He does that every once in a while when something particularly interesting has caught his attention and he's zoned in in it, but he's always close enough you can easily find him.

Not this time.

Your friend obviously agrees to help you look for him, and off you two go asking passerbys and looking for clues.

Is it any wonder your search leads you to a tavern?

There's your skrunkly cat boyfriend. He's hunkered down at the far corner of the bar, half-hidden by shadow. It's been nearly two hours now so he's a lot of drinks deep. Honestly you're not sure you've seen him quite like this before. He looks so,, overwhelmingly,,, tired.

You tell your bestie to hang out by the front end of the bar, then go to check on Sage. His left ear flicks when you approach but he doesn't look up at you, instead staring into the amber dregs of his glass.

'Wha's wrong? Your date end early or somethin?'

Yeah he's drunk.

'You tell me. You're the one that ran off.'

'Didn' wanna intrude'

'Oh for fucks sake Sage.'

You grab the glass out of his hand and slide it back down the bar and away from him. He makes a frustrated noise and reaches for it, flattening his chest against the bartop, and that gives you the perfect chance to lean your weight on his back and trap him in place. He hisses but there's no real threat behind it. And when you wrap your arms around his waist and mush your cheek against the space between his shoulders, he goes silent. His tail flickers against your knee before looping around your thigh.

It takes a couple minutes of wheedling and coaxing before he mumbles that he left because, like he said, he didn't want to get in the way of your little 'date'. You and your friend have been inseparable since they got here. And he's glad you have someone familiar here, he really is! But you have all these little inside jokes and shared memories and references he could never understand and you're just so happy with them and so maybe you'd be happy with them-

Kitty cat has never had a relationship before so he just has absolutely no idea how to cope with this sort of thing. He's so used to feeling like he doesn't deserve love that of course he's going to assume you'll dump him for someone you've got more history with. He wouldn't blame you.

It's at that point your friend comes over and makes a gagging noise because Ew?? Being With MC???? That's Disgusting??????

And you're like Ew??? Being With Bestie????? Nasty Stinky Gross?????????

You cuddle up to Sage and reassure him that just because you and your friend are close doesn't mean you two would ever date. Besides, they aren't a sexy-dangerous mercenary with adorable ears, now are they? No they aren't.

Kiss the top of his head and promise that you aren't going anywhere. That calms him down a lot. Though if you really wanna make him feel better you could try kissing-

Anyways try to give him more attention and a lot of kisses and he'll be fine. Hold his hand when you guys go out. You can try explaining some of your Earth references but I think he's gonna zone out really quickly and get distracted on how cute you are when you're talking.