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[eydi-andrius]

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[spareseratoninplz]

OBEY ME! GN!MC x DEMON BROTHERS: THE BROTHERS DISCOVER THAT MC IS A VIRGIN- PART ONE-

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**START**

"What were you guys talking about?" I asked, sitting down in my seat at the dinner table.

"Don't mind them, (Y/N). They're just boasting about... trivial things." Lucifer rolled his eyes.

"If it's so trivial, then what about you, Lucifer? How many have you had?" Asmo demanded. Lucifer scoffed before placing down his glass of demonus.

"Obviously, I've had many... I've been around far longer than any of you after all..." He said, folding his arms and closing his eyes.

"Who keeps count, honestly? When you've been alive for thousands of years, it's hard to keep up." Satan added, shaking his head with a slight grin on his face.

"Yeah, even Levi's had a few." Mammon laughed, and Levi blushed at his comment.

"Sh- shut up! That's my business!" Levi spat, looking over at Beel and Belphie.

"You two as well?!" He demanded. Beel simply nodded, and Belphie shrugged.

"Of course. Don't be ridiculous." Belphie said, furrowing his brow in annoyance.

"What I'm most interested in knowing... is you, (Y/N)." Asmo said, resting his cheek in his hand as he smiled over at me in a playful manner.

"I'm... not even sure what you're all talking about." I laughed nervously, swallowing a bite of food before bringing my glass of demonus to my lips.

"Y'know. Your 'body count'." He said, and my eyes widened.

"I- no! I've never killed anyone before!" I said, suddenly feeling a cold chill run through me. All the brothers had admitted to quite a few. Honestly, I didn't think any of them were capable of such things. Least of all, Mammon.

"No... (Y/N).. you misunderstand." Lucifer said, giving me a slight pitying look.

"What Asmo was trying to say was-" Satan started, but Asmo cut him off by slamming his hands loudly on the table.

"SEXUAL PARTNERS!" He shouted with glee, and I suddenly felt a good bit of my demonus get sucked into my right lung. After several long seconds of trying to clear the liquid with vigorous coughing, I looked around the table to see that they were eagerly awaiting my answer.

"Ah... um... well... that is... t- traditionally... in the human world... that sort of... activity is saved for... after marriage... y'know...?" I spoke low, not able to meet anyone's eyes. I was so incredibly embarrassed that I felt my ears turning red.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N). In the Devildom, it's not uncommon to openly discuss matters that would normally be labeled as taboo in the human world." Lucifer explained, and I nodded.

"Yes... yes, I understand... um... I haven't... uh... done that." I mumbled.

"Whoa... wait a sec... (Y/N), you're a VIRGIN?!" Mammon demanded and I'd had enough. I felt like a kettle that was about to erupt from the heat building inside me. I stood quickly, knocking my chair backwards as it clattered noisily onto the floor. My hands were balled into tight fists as I squeezed my eyes shut, tears trickling from the corners as I shouted.

"YES, I'M A VIRGIN, OKAY?!" I screamed, my confession echoing from off the walls of the dining room.

"Oh dear... have we come at a bad time?" Another voice off to the side spoke and I opened my eyes and snapped my head in it's direction to see Barbatos and Lord Diavolo standing just past the threshold of the dining room.

My eyes quickly skimmed across the room, realizing everyone was staring at me in pure shock, their eyes wide and mouths agape.

Was it because I shouted?

Or... was it because of what I shouted?

I felt the tears trickling down my cheeks as I covered my hand over my mouth and bolted from the room at fast as I could.

I ran straight to my room, slamming and locking the door behind me before turning my back to it and sliding down to sit on the floor. I brought my knees to my chest, and gripped the sides of my head, trying to calm the beating of my heart.

"Shit... I can't believe I said that... and in front of Barbatos and Lord Diavolo too...!" I groaned before jumping at the sound of a sudden knock on my door.

"Just, leave me alone!" I called out to the person on the opposite side.

💙Lucifer💙

"(Y/N), please open the door. I apologize for my brother's for making you feel uncomfortable." Lucifer spoke, his voice slightly muffled by the mahogany door.

"Dammit..." I sighed before unlocking the door and stepping over to my bed, grabbing a pillow to hug against me as he let himself in.

"I've never been so embarrassed..." I groaned, holding my face in my hands.

"What's worse is... I let myself become flustered and shouted my response for the whole Devildom to hear!" I said. He stood in front of me as I sat hunched over on the bed. He gently took hold of my wrists, moving then away from my face as he kneeled to be at eye level with me.

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about, love." He said, and I felt my cheeks heat up at his choice in nicknames.

"I... it's not like the opportunity never came along... it's just... whenever it did... it was never with anyone that I truly felt something for..." I said, feeling more and more foolish as the words fell from my mouth.

"It's your body, (Y/N). So it only makes sense that you should choose whom you would give such a precious part of yourself to. It should only be someone you love, and trust above all others. Someone who makes you feel safe and secure." He said, listing things off as he went.

That's when the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. My entire face engulfed in heat, but now I had no way of hiding it since Lucifer was holding both of my hands in his.

"What's wrong (Y/N)?" He asked, and I swallowed hard.

"It's just... everything you just listed off..." my heart was beating so fast, I was worried it would burst out of my chest.

"You're all of those things to me, Lucifer..." I said, and his eyes widened before a light blush dusted his cheeks.

"(Y/N)..." He mumbled my name, and my heart did a flip as he smiled.

"That you would think I'm the one worthy of..." He closed his eyes before turning his head away and clearing his throat.

"That is... of course you would think that... however, I don't want you to feel rushed into anything you aren't aptly ready for... that being said-" He took my hand in his.

"(Y/N)... whenever you're ready, I'm here." He nodded, resting one hand on his chest as the other caressed my knuckles gently.

I smiled as I relished his touch, happily enveloped in the warmth between the two of us.

"And when you are ready, you needn't worry... I assure you, I am generously equipped to please you in anyway you wish." He added, a playful smirk pulling on his lips.

It felt like someone had just lit my entire head in fire as my face began to burn red and hot from his suggestive words.

💛Mammon💛

"C'mon, (Y/N)...! Open the door!" Mammon called, and I sobbed quietly. Of all the people to have run after me, why did it have to be him? Why did it have to be Mammon? The demon that I've had the longest relationship with since arriving at the Devildom.

The demon who I've confided in for nearly everything, and has always been a shoulder to cry on when I needed him most, despite his pretending to find it 'annoying' or 'inconvenient'.

"(Y/N)...! I... I screwed up this time. For real... I'm... sorry..." He mumbled the last part to where I could barely hear him through the door.

He's right. He really did screw up this time. And for some reason, his admittance only made fuel for the fire as I stood to my feet with my hands balled into fists. I was trembling, still crying and red-faced.

It was definitely a sight as I threw open the door, much to Mammon's surprise, but not quite as much as when my open palm met his cheek in a bruising slap that nearly knocked him off his feet.

He stood dazed for half a second, staring at me wide eyed and his mouth hanging open. For once, not a single witty comeback.

"OF ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE THREE REALMS, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO HEAR ME SAY THAT?!" I cried, squeezing my eyes shut as I shook my head, my cheeks ablaze with heat.

"Of all the things I've told you... things I've said to you in confidence... how could you be so thoughtless?!" I demanded, furiously rubbing at my eyes. I felt his hands grip my arms gently, pushing me back towards my room, but I fought against him, beating my fists against his surprisingly sturdy chest.

One thing about Mammon is that it's quite easy to forget that he's one of the most powerful demons in the Devildom. He's one of the elite, despite the fact he acts like a goof most of the time.

Which would explain why my punches didn't phase him in the slightest. He was merely allowing me to lash out at him to get my anger out.

When I had ceased the hitting, he caught my wrists in his large, slender hands, holding them up to keep me from continuing.

"(Y/N)." He said my name now with a serious tone. When I opened my eyes, he was gripping my wrists gently, looking into my eyes with an uncharacteristic look of guilt and seriousness.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely, holding my gaze with his own.

Again, my eyes began to well up with tears as I fought to hold them back. He quickly pulled me into his chest, holding the back of my head with his hand and tangling his fingers within my hair as he pressed my face into the crook of his neck.

"Is not like bein' a virgin is a bad thing, y'know..." He mumbled.

"Sure but... I can't help but feel embarrassed... especially in front of you." I said, feeling my face growing hot.

"What're ya sayin' (Y/N)?" He asked, pulling away for a moment to look me in the eye again, but I couldn't meet his this time.

"You... are you really gonna make me say it... even after all this...?" I asked, covering my mouth with one hand as though it would hide my obviously flustered appearance.

"Would ya just come out with it already? Ya just said yourself, you tell me everything. How's this any different?" He asked. As annoying as it was, he was right. I took a deep breath, and looked him directly in the eye with a look of determination.

"I'm especially embarrassed that you know about my virginity, partially because I'm slightly intimidated that you've had so much more... experience than me... but mainly because... " I took another a deep breath before swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Out of anyone I've ever met before... you're the only one... that I would even consider giving it to." I said, looking up at him from beneath my lashes.

Mammon.exe has stopped working ---

"You... wha...?" He mumbled, flabbergasted.

"Gah, what have I done...?! I've only made things worse...!" I groaned.

"Just... pretend like I never said anything...!" I said, waving my hands around in a flustered manner.

"Mammon, please! Maybe you should leave before the embarrassment kills me-" My sentence was cut short when he all but gently slammed his lips into mine.

I was frozen in place at first until the realization hit me that this was actually happening.

He pulled away from me after a moment, his cheeks flushed with pink.

"You know ya can't just say somethin' like that and then bail from it... are ya tryin'to drive me insane?" He asked.

Silently, I shook my head and he sighed.

"Anyways..." He caressed my cheek with his hand before cradling it gently.

"Tell me more about how you want THE Mammon to ravage ya." He said, winking and grinning at me.

A quick, light blow to his shoulder was enough to wipe the smirk off his face.

"Cheeky." I said before the both of us had a good laugh and spent the rest of the evening binge watching movies.

🧡Leviathan🧡

*knock knock*

"GO AWAY!" I shouted towards the door. There was a moment of silence before another set of knocks on my door.

*knock knock knock*

I groaned before standing to my feet and taking the doorknob in a firm grip.

"I SAID GO-" I threw open the door roughly, heading out smash into something before something firm hit the floor.

"Away...?" I mumbled, blinking a few times before noticing a pair of feet in the floor.

I opened the door a bit more and my eyes widened as a hand clapped over my mouth.

"Levi!" I exclaimed, hurrying to his side. His nose was bleeding and he was sitting in the floor.

"Levi, I am so sorry!" I cried, helping him up and into my room. I helped him sit on the edge of the bed as I ran to the bathroom to grab a cold rag for his swelling nose.

"Here, let me help." I insisted. His face lit up red as he shook his head.

"N-no! R-really, it's okay! I deserve this!" He said.

"Oh Levi... no one deserves to get hit in the face with a door... apart from maybe Mephisto, but still..." I finally managed to get him to move his hand, and placed the rag firmly against his nose to help decrease the swelling.

"Actually, Satan taught me a spell. It could help too." I said.

"(Y/N)-" He started, but I was more concerned with helping to alleviate his pain.

"May the vestiges of pain that linger within the demon before me be eliminated... I am the one they call (Y/N). Hear my command!" I spoke clearly and confidently whilst holding my hand steadily in from of Levi's bloody nose.

"Wh- hey, wait! Are you sure you-" He spoke, but was silenced by a quick flash of white light that blinded the two of us for several moments.

"Ah... hey. I'm all healed...!" Levi said, poking the tip of his nose with his finger.

"Thanks, (Y/N)!" He smiled, laughing happily.

"Don't thank me. Thank Satan for being such a good tutor before the exams." I chuckled nervously.

"I really am sorry about that Levi." I said, my brow furrowing slightly.

"It's okay... more importantly I... I wanted to make sure you were okay." He said, a blush renewing itself on his cheeks.

"Oh, that... I guess more than anything, I'm just super embarrassed by my outburst." I said, scratching at the back of my neck.

"It was that moron Mammon that started it all." He spat, in reference to his brother.

"You have nothing to be embarrassed of... in fact-" He stopped himself, covering his mouth with his sleeve as his cheeks lit up again. His eyes darted around, looking for anything besides me to land on.

"I mean... oh what am I saying? You don't want to hear a gross, insecure Otaku tell you something like that ... he mumbled to himself, but of course I heard every word.

"I wish you wouldn't talk about yourself like that, Levi. You're funny, cute, smart, and talented in so many ways! If you can't see that in yourself, then just know that I do! You're very precious to me, Levi. " I said earnestly.

A look of determination suddenly came over him. He grasped my hands firmly in his as he stood from the bed, a head or so taller than me.

"(Y/N) You always help me feel better about myself, and I... I want you to know that you shouldn't be embarrassed about being a virgin. Personally... I... I think it's... cute." He said, sitting away once more, staring down at our hands. His were trembling and sweating a bit, but I didn't mind in the least.

"You... you really think so...?" I asked. It was now my turn to blush as the heat engulfed my cheeks.

"O-of course! I'll say it again as many times as you'd like until you believe me!" He said, and I smiled brightly.

"Levi... thank you." I giggled. Overcome with joy at his words.

"While we're on the subject... and please don't take this the wrong way, but... I was actually quite surprised when Mammon mention that you... y'know." I said, and he swallowed thickly.

"Right, that... those encounters... well... to be honest, they were super awkward. I was mainly pressured by Asmo after drinking too much demonus AND after he had forced me to tag along to a few of his stupid normie parties." He explained.

"So... even though I have done it... I didn't really enjoy it. " He sighed.

"I suppose you haven't found the right person yet." I said, and he hummed in question.

"Would you... be very upset if I told you that... I wouldn't mind my first time being with you...?" I asked, my voice low as I looked up at him bashfully.

"Y-y-you what...?!" He demanded, flinging himself backwards into the wall behind him as he clutched his chest.

"I... I need to go...! I'll talk to you later, (Y/N)!" He shouted as he stumbled towards the door, falling over his feet a few times before making it into the hallway where he ran straight back to his room.

"Levi?! Wait!" I called after him, but he was already out of sight.

"Did I go too far...?" I asked myself. After several long moments, my phone chimed, indicating a new message.

Levi:

"Just so you know, I'm not upset at all!"

"In fact, I feel the same about you..."

"I love you, (Y/N)!"

I blushed, and smiled as I plopped backwards onto my bed.

I must have reread the last text he sent a hundred times.

[the-firebird69]

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Well the schmuck left the driveway and who knows we going to keep him out everybody's going to beat on him the a****** goes back he's a f****** homo I want him dead I'm putting why I want some action on it from our children get a permission to take him out over and over until he stops coming here you will obey me and if you cannot you reporting why you can't get it done to the two guys there. And they acknowledge it and they thank me and they're on it.

Hera

We are on it and we are doing the job but we do hear what you're saying take this sucker out and we're going to and do it by the book

Savage opress

We are meeting people but we're going to be very mean to you idiots and you have no idea what you're dealing with this weight on father and mother start beating on you no wait till our father gets big you'll see the design in his eye is saying get away from me or you're done and you just keep on doing stuff and you get hit you're stupid

Darth maul Darth talon

We need to clarify his kids are giving permission to hit and to have the city of hit this idiot hit now they're saying they want to hit him to fruition and they're trying to get permission and we understand what they're saying he's going to die anyways and to kill all the ones around and the ones that pipe up and we are sending it into Olympus there's a lot going on but we are going to manage it. Also we are sick and tired of you idiots you're wrong and you won't and you won't stop and you're going to leave for each other and frankly it's a disgusting civil war and we have to get involved in it right now. We're getting into it now you're going to go after them but there's several things to announce

-these people have had enough of our time and energy and energy and I'm sick of it and they have to go away and right now we have forces coming in but we need a lot more I'm asking for volunteers to come straight in this big mess out here it's affecting everywhere you can't get our jobs done and our projects get stalled out for quite a while these ones that were starting up we've been trying to start for years and years and years and these people finally need something and they can't get stuff without losing forces and they're finally doing something so that's what I'm requesting now we did have a decent day and then finding out Brian was willing to stop Trump somewhat and we're going to have another one when the idiot takes over do you see and people can see that he can do it and they start putting him down and taking him seriously whether he's threatening you or not

We have a few things to talk about one of them is the attitude here these people suck really badly as a leader I would have to tell you it's affecting us and what they say and do is terrible and they're terrorists and it's coming down to a dangerous point where their diminished and dangerous we have to take care of them very soon also we have several other things going on right now they are huge very huge changes are going to come here real quick and we don't have time to raise people with for there is going to be a huge paradigm shift from these people to the pseudo empire and we want to risk of being overrun by Max moving preparing for thousands of years for this particular move I'm requesting that all personnel report to duty and we have a meeting right now and a summit we started our meetings about Uranus and we will continue and it is a very important topic this planet and we must secure them. We also need to secure Earth but they can get to these planets and do things and we can't allow it and we saw it on Saturday and we're amazed that we're moving out and we're going fast and we need our people to sign on we are at war big donut no doubt about it with these huge ships and the smallest own ships and clay and other we're in jeopardy I want all my people in now we're having a meeting it's absurdy screaming at me and you're not listening it says it's cover we get things done but we cannot lean on it at all anymore we're going to have foreigners so we have to get past it and you'll find out leaning on them is a pain too and worse

Thor Freya

Olympus I leaning on people to do our job is a bad habit and with foreigners it's a lethal habit and it's like leaning on the Max and you have to learn that really quick

[somatheking]

Day 4: Slate 4 - 18/09/2023

Hey, hello! 

Okay, so, I've been on the edge of my seat all day, waiting to announce the big reveal, which is that… ta-da! I'm also a robot! Yeah, you probably didn’t expect that, did you? Given how you’ve worked in the cruise before, you might’ve recognised my voice and thought I was someone you knew, but no. Robot, fair and square. I hope you enjoyed this surprise, but, I mean, it can’t have been that big of a surprise. I did tell you most of the personnel was made out of robots, so you should’ve guessed. I’ve also been dropping hints this entire time! For example, I told you the first day I injured my arm and two days later I was picking up boxes, and when I spoke to you about Kuina breaking my arm, I said it’s the only injury I’ve had in years. A human breaks his arm and after two days he’s lifting heavy things? No way! There’s also more hints I’ve been dropping, but it’s okay, I didn’t expect you to pick up on all of them. 

Anyways, yeah, I’m a robot, and I think you’ve already figured it out, but if you haven’t, let me break the news: humans… they’re long gone. Again, should’ve guessed! I told you Arisu and Usagi were robots and they’re not personnel! Dude, you weren’t paying much attention to the tapes, were you? And no, we didn’t kill them, I’ve told you countless times: a robot cannot harm a human but maybe that flew over your head too. Humans, on the other hand… isn't that all you do? Kuina bugs out one day and Hatter's dismantling her just because she likes to give a few kicks to a wall. The cook gets told by some idiot to serve something that would make the guests sick, and he immediately short circuits and dies. Then, of course, Hatter builds him again so he doesn’t lack a cook, because he’s super finicky with having the same exact number of people in the ship at all times. 

Ah, Hatter… You already know him, but he's, uh. Not… not the same. What's the word… unhinged? Yeah, he's more unhinged these days. This cruise was supposed to be revolutionary, a big step into implementing robots as efficient workers who minimised waste and resources, but between you and me, I don’t think he ever cared about that crap. I think what he liked most was the attention he received from his employees. The guy got thrown out of the host club he worked at because one of the people under him killed himself out of stress, and the rest turned the cold shoulder shortly afterwards, but now… now he has an entire team ready to obey his orders at the drop of a hat. A perfectly synchronised, obedient, reliable team, who all look up to him because they have to. 

The problem began when Hatter, in one of his creative frenzies, kept creating and creating and creating. Because personnel are important, but what if he also built someone who acted as a guest and encouraged others to participate in the cruise’s activities? And what about another one who will spot unhappy guests and try to help them? The ‘what ifs’ started building up until one day, he woke up and realised he had no idea who was a robot and who wasn’t. What’s even worse; not even the people inside the cruise knew who was a robot and who wasn’t. Hell, I myself found out when Kuina broke my arm and I saw the wires within. 

How about you, do you know who you are? 

Would you bet your life on it? 

Seven Nights At Soma's

In which in a sci-fi AU, you're the new communications officer at the Beach, one of Hatter's luxury space cruises. As part of your training, every day you receive tapes from an old employee explaining the ins and outs of the ship. However, it's not long until things start to sound... off.

Disclaimer: I mention several canon AiB characters in this, but rest assured that they aren't based on anyone's portrayal of them, only on my own interpretation.

Day 1: Slate 1 - 15/09/2023

Good morning! Or good evening, or good night. I’m not sure when you’re hearing this tape but I hope you decided to listen to it first thing after you woke up, mainly because it’s gonna help you get through the day. 

First off, let me give you the obligatory greeting (I’m reading this from a card I’ve got right here, so don’t mind me if I sound too weird): 

Welcome to the Beach! Combining classic elegance and cutting-edge innovation, our space cruises offer the latest in comfort, gastronomy, innovation, entertainment and onboard experience. Our new and improved spaceships are also pushing the boundaries of sustainable tourism, by employing robotic assistants as personnel so as to focus on environmental well-being and minimising waste… 

Sorry, sorry, I had to cut that short because I’m starting to laugh. Assistants, more like ASS-istants, am I right? Haha, yeah, it’s a funny word.

Anyways, yeah, I’m supposed to give you a rundown on your new job, although it isn’t precisely new, is it? Hatter told me he was thinking of filling the vacancy with someone who already worked here, but since I’m the vacancy, I’m not sure whether he ended up doing that or he simply hired someone new. Still, I figured you’d need some help, so I made you these tapes. Seven, one per day, which would cover the amount of time we need to get out of the Milky Way and into another galaxy, and after that you’ll literally be on your own. Well, I’ve only just recorded the one, so maybe I’m here saying it’s gonna be seven but it ends up being three, I don’t know. I guess we’ll see! Man, I’m more excited about this than you probably are, haha. 

As I told you before, I’m the guy you’re replacing. I was actually the ship doctor, but the previous communications officer left, so I had to replace him. Doing both jobs and only getting paid for one, which is pretty rough, but hey, we gotta do what we gotta do. You know how in the Barbie movie, Ken’s job was ‘beach’? Well, mine is doctor and comms officer, haha. I was actually friends with the guy that left, and I imagine I must’ve spent so much time hanging out with him that Hatter thought some knowledge passed on to me. I have to say, this ship mostly runs itself, so I didn’t have much trouble. And you won’t either!

Anyways, yeah, let’s talk about the elephant in the room and get it over with. You’re on a cruise where the vast majority of personnel are robots. It’s more efficient that way; as I said in the presentation, ‘environmental well-being and minimising waste’. There’s so many I’m not even sure I know all their names, but to be honest, they’re not gonna bother you much. So, how about instead we run over some of the people you’ll be working with?

First off, since you’re a comms officer, you’ll sadly have to keep in touch with Chishiya, who’s in charge of logistics. He’s, excuse my French, a huge ass bitch. Yeah, that’ll make more sense when you meet him, but mark my words, you’re gonna hate the guy. I did, so it makes sense that you will too. I don’t wanna keep talking about him, so let’s move on.

Oh, these aren't employees but I figure you could say hello to them since they're pretty nice. Arisu and Usagi are this couple who've been together for what seems like forever and they're so cute. You can feel the love radiating from them, it's like they were made for each other. They are so, so sweet; talking to them always brightened up my day. Sometimes I got claustrophobic here, and when that happened I usually went to them to cheer up. They… I don't know, this might sound stupid, but they reminded me that there's more things to life other than a job. 

You also have Kuina, who is an absolute sweetheart. She’s head of security, but she’s always super willing to help out if you need anything and she isn’t busy. Fortunately for her, this is a pretty tranquil ship; problems rarely arise here, at least the violent types. There hasn’t been any fights breaking out in… months? Probably even longer, yeah. Between you and me, I think the passengers are scared of doing something illegal in the presence of robots. They think they’re gonna bug out or something and accidentally kill them. Boy, Five Nights At Freddy’s really did a number on you all, huh? But yeah, Kuina. She trains once every three days, which means you'll get to see her. I recommend you go talk to her, but be careful not to bother her while she's training! Talking to her impacted me a lot, made me consider a lot of things about my life, plus, she’s very welcoming and one of the best people here. A literal ray of sunshine. 

Oh, God, it sounds like I have a crush, doesn’t it? Haha, no, no, it’s not like that. Well… no, not really. Now you’ve got me flustered, though. I guess I’m ending the tape here, then. I’ll see you tomorrow!

[a-muffin-full-of-poetry]

Can i ask for a request on how the obey me! Boys would react on mc making them watch eurovision song contest?

Sure thing lovely! Who were your favourites to win? I'm ngl, Romania, Norway and Serbia were... i've got Llamame stuck in my head so many times. Anyways! Speed ran this because this is kind of on a time crunch so might be a little short.

Summary: MC and the boys sit down for some Eurovision.

Warning: none today!

Lucifer:

Don't get me wrong, this man would do anything for you but what in the Devildom is Eurovision? Of all the brothers, he would be one of the more willing ones to sit down and watch it but trust me, he is going to have no clue what he's watching.

Well, he does. A singing competition, but why is there two yellow wolves on his screen, what?

All in all, he actually enjoyed himself quite a lot. You caught him bobbing his head to a few songs and he was even quite excited to see the end results.

Definitely the one that made it to the end without falling asleep.

Mammon:

As much as he protested, Mammon was actually very excited to watch it. He’d heard through the grape vine (Satan) that it was a bit of a tradition in the human world and he’s excited you want to share it with him.

However, as good as the music is, he cannot take his eyes off of the costumes. He’s such a magpie he couldn’t keep his eyes off of a lot of the shiny material. And when it wasn’t the costume, it was the staging.

By the end of it, he was more pumped up at seeing whether he could sneak to the human world and steal a costume.

That would see for a lot, right?

Levi:

One of the only people who knew about it way before you even brought it up and he really wanted to watch it with you. So, when you invited him? He had a massive plan.

All out, got snacks, as much drink to last you a whole night and sat with you the entire time. Those all nighters literally saved his life there.

Dancing, clapping and giving commentary the entire time, he is definitely one of the best people to watch it with if you want to get really excited but he will know none of the words.

Will hum though.

Satan:

Already knew about Eurovision. When you first came, he did so much research on traditions in the human world and it was one of the first things to come up. In advance, watched all the songs so he would have some idea of what was going on.

Sang obnoxiously out loud to annoy Lucifer, which worked, but he also absolutely loved a few songs. He was hopeful that his favourites won. Also in absolute awe of the staging, already planning to read several books about how to do stuff like that.

Eagerly awaited the points that he sat through it all just to find out if he won.

He will watch it next year and he will force it.

Asmodeus:

Asmo was told in way back when they were doing the qualifying rounds and he definitely sat you down to watch them all. He would critic the songs, learn all the words for his favourite, talk about the costumes and the staging.

By the time of the final, he was so ready.

A night full of singing, he even stood up and tried to get you to dance with him (which you eventually gave in to).

When the winner is announced, Asmo is genuinely so happy regardless. Started crying because he had to wait another year though. Poor baby ;-;

Beelzebub:

Had absolutely no idea what you’re talking about but anything for you MC :)

The one with the most amount of snacks for you both to share but probably the most quiet as he just munched on the food. Will nod along to the songs, but won't really say much else.

Does manage to make it a decent way through the show, though, before he wandered off for more food and he does come straight back.

Don't get me wrong, he absolutely loved spending time with you but it's not one of his main interests. He's really only there for you <3

Will watch it again if you asked though.

Belphegor:

When you asked, he blinked at you and asked a bleary "What?"

You woke him up MC >:(

However, you're hard to say no to and he will immediately come and sit besides you to watch with you.

Nodded along for the first few songs and he tried to stay awake for all of it. Doesn't even make it to the end of the songs though before he was passed out.

Had to find out who won later because he would not wake up.

You're welcome to ask him to watch it again next year but warning: he will fall asleep.

[ye4gerismarchives]

the bachelorette: after the final rose

an: the bachelorette is finally over. writing this was…wow. interacting with my followers was so fun😭 i hope to do so again in the future. do enjoy this and take a look at the poll at the end. my requests will be opening up again! feel free to drop something :)

tags: black, fem reader

taglist: @taybird

The day after your wedding, you and Jean found yourselves in Bora Bora. Once you landed, you and Jean settled down for a moment. Your ideal plan was to unpack, get something to eat at the hotel you were in and probably go to sleep. Jean had different plans in mind. As you unpacked your suitcase, he kept massaging your shoulders. His hands moved down your arms and you didn't protest. Y'all, I don't write smut. Give me a few years and I'll write everything that when down.

Despite getting married on television and the whole world knowing, you and Jean never saw yourself as a married couple. It was more like dating to you guys. There were times he's walked out on you because you were too "emotional" and you've walked out on him because he was too "sensitive". But you always found your way back to each other.

During the week of your first "wedding" anniversary, Jean flew you out to Corfu, Greece. The first six days, he recreated your first "honeymoon" night and on the seventh day, he got on one knee again and asked you to be his wife- for real this time. You immediately said yes and threw yourself at him, toppling him over. You both landed on the restaurant floor but that didn't stop you from kissing him.

Wedding planning didn't take as long and it wasn't as hectic as it was the last time. You and Jean had decided to elope. You decided not to tell anyone, except Mikasa, that the wedding was real this time. Everyone you knew had been under the impression that you were spouses.

The day you went to court, Mikasa had been your only witness. You liked the idea of eloping. It was more intimate. No camera, no scripts. Just you and Jean.

Buying what you call a 'mansion' was not on your bingo card. Before you officially made Jean your husband, you had lived in a penthouse that Levi owned. You thought it was perfect- there was enough space for you and Jean. However, it was time to put your big boy pants on.

The outside of your home looks scary. No, it was a pretty house but this was a HUGE mansion. The inside of your home was very homey, however. There were office spaces for you and Jean- which he loved because he was getting back into law again (he had to quit his job because fans and Yeagerists, Eren's "fandom", had found his place of work and harassed him in some sort of way. Jean works with an elite private firm now), a game room, an inside gym, and a sitting room. Your backyard had a pool, a cabana, a garden, and outside guest quarters.

To be perfectly honest, you both found yourself in your offices. You started your own successful wedding planning business and Jean had his cases. Sometimes you felt like a big home was a waste of time. It's not like you had people to live in it for you.

"Jean, we need to talk."

Jean had just come home from work. It was one in the morning. You were standing in front of him in one of your many bathrobes. Jean walks up to you and plants a kiss on your forehead. "What's up, babe? No hi or anything?"

"I'm afraid that you're not taking care of yourself well enough," you start. "What do you mean, baby?" Jean asks mindlessly as he removes his coat. "Oh, would you stop with the baby thing? I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you!"

Jean looks at you like you hit his mother or something. "I don't think a serious conversation includes you raising your voice at me," he answers. "Excuse me? Your thick head doesn't like to listen to anyone, so we got to yell things into it," you retort. Jean ignores you and makes his way to the kitchen. You're eyes widen- he's never walked away from you before. "Excuse me!” you call after him.

There is no response from Jean, who pulls a white wine from the fridge. "You're not drinking that. Not until you hear me out," you try again. "Well, you could have told me instead of chewing me out about calling you 'baby', y/n," Jean responds. He turns away from you again and starts looking through the cabinets for a wine glass. You take this as an opportunity to take the wine off the island counter and pour it out. Jean's head snaps back once he hears liquids going down the drain. "What the hell is your problem? I can't drink now?!" he snaps.

"I'm worried about you, idiot. You come home late, I never hear you eating, you don't take your double showers and you're always exhausted. You don't think your job is hurting you? I don't even see you anymore. Your job is hurting us!" you cry.

Jean shakes his head and mutters some nonsense under his breath before placing the wine glass he picked on the island counter. He shakes his head as he leaves.

"Are you gonna be like this when the baby is here?" You call out.

"Excuse me?"

"Are you going to be working long hours and act like a jerk when I'm farther along? What about when the baby gets here? At this point, the baby doesn't even have a father."

Jean walks over to you with confusion in his eyes. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm pregnant, Jean," you say with a small chuckle. I've wanted to tell you this whole time but you've been busy and I just got fed up tonight because I miss you."

Jean doesn't say a word. Instead, he undoes your robe and places a hand on your stomach. "We're having a baby? Are you serious? Us? How..."

You could only smile wider. Seeing Jean in awe about your very small bump was an entertaining sight.

"I'll...I'll talk to my b-boss. In fact, I-I'll q-quit my job...yeah! I'll q-quit!" he finally lets out.

"Oh no, don't do that. Just get your hours fixed and if they don't allow that, we'll find a different place, yeah?"

"S-sure," Jean stutters. "Are you hungry? Would you like me to order something? Do you want socks? What do you want?"

"I think I want you to take a bath and for you to sleep, mister," you answer. Jean still in a trance, obeys.

"I can't believe we had two. I was under the impression there was only one."

"At least they'll keep the big room you painted busy."

Jean had one of your newborns sprawled on his bare chest. You cradled the other one in your arms. A little boy and girl. Your daughter, Maia, already had Jean wrapped around her finger. Your son, Marquis, was a little independent, despite being a few days old.

"I can't believe we made them," Jean says. After your emergency C-section, Jean was back into that trance he was in when you first told him you were pregnant. "We should have one more. We have pretty babies."

"Shut up, Jean."

You never thought you'd allow a camera in your sight again. Obviously, there was the paparazzi that hounded you and your children down on the regular. But a camera allowed by you in your home? Never. Until today.

It's been seven years since you met the love of your life. You're thirty now and Jean is thirty-two. The two little menaces in your home are three. Maia and Marquis were just like their father- silly and full of life unless otherwise. But at least they look like you (except the pieces of ash brown in their hair that they picked up from Jean). You were pregnant with another. You hoped that your child would bring you peace but even if they were as colorful as your two, it wouldn't matter to you.

You sat in the family room with Jean and your twins as the camera team prepared their cameras and other equipment. Jean was trying his best to keep your children in one place, as you adjust your hair.

"Ms. y/n, are you ready?" Your interviewer asks. You nod and Jean gives you a nervous look. "Hey, kids...why don't you go into the sitting room. We'll come get you later, yeah?" you say softly. Your twins start to whine but they also start their walk to the sitting room.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kirstein, I'll count you off now," your cameraman says. You both nod, waiting for the interviewer to start asking you questions.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kirstein, I'll count you off now," your cameraman says. You both nod, waiting for the interviewer to start asking you questions.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kirstein, it's such an honor to meet you both. Seven years together...amazing. You've been together for almost a decade now," your interviewer starts.

"It's been interesting but it's been nice getting to know my girlfriend of seven years now," Jean says jokingly. "Oh stop it," you reply teasingly.

"How have you changed since the Bachelorette?"

You take a deep breath and Jean looks down awkwardly. "Well, we've been cautious. Obviously, with our privacy but also with the people we allow in our circle," you answer. "We've been in contact with a few contestants and it's been on and off. We've learned that trust is key...not only in marriage but who we bring into it," Jean says.

"If you don't mind me asking, who is in your life right now? Have you been in contact with your father? What about Levi?"

Jean clinches his fist and you take it in your hand, letting him know you were still here with him. "Well, Bertholdt and Reiner are still one of our biggest friends," you answer. Reiner and Bertholdt had a baby recently, a little girl named Gabi, but you decided not to announce that to protect their privacy. "Mikasa and I are still friends and we're still trying to get used to Eren being in her-our lives." Mikasa and Eren met up again and Mikasa was still head over heels for him. You were uncomfortable (because of his silence when his fans harassed your husband) at first but he was good to her. "The twins absolutely adore Levi and Erwin. They're their grandpas," you finish. You still hadn't answered the question about Jean's father.

"And your father? Mr. Kirstein?"

"My father is not in my life. Please stop asking."

The interviewer purses their lips, now feeling embarrassed. “I apologize, Mr. Kirstein. I’ll ask the next question: what are some obstacles you’ve faced in your relationship?”

“Well, we thought we had communication down. But we didn’t…at least not completely. But we managed,” you say.

“I think our children are proof of it,�� Jean suddenly includes.

You glare at him and slap his hand, non verbally telling him to shut up. He only gives you a cheeky smile.

The rest of the questions were about hardships, what turned you both on, and your hopes for the future.

When the interviewer finally announced that the last question was coming up, you couldn’t have been happier.

“What are three things you appreciate about each other?”

You look at Jean and then back at the interviewer. “Er-well…I-“

“I appreciate how serious you get,” Jean interrupts, “ how kind you are and how dedicated you are- especially to your children and your career. I wouldn’t want anyone else but you.”

“Jean-“ your voice cracked. It always seemed like you had power over your husband and he was just your dog but he still knew how to overpower you with his words. “I don’t know what to say…you’re so dedicated to our family. Watching you play with our kids, feed them, and put them to sleep- you just prove that you're the perfect man for this job. I see how you treat your mom and I don’t worry about our children and me being mistreated. And you’re so strong. You lost the person who should have been there for you and your mom but you still worked hard and you found some peace. I love you, Jean Kirstein.

Jean takes your hand and kisses it. “I love you too, y/n l/n.”

The End.

once again, thank you for reading the bachelorette! do me a favor and rate this series! it would be very much appreciated :) see y’all soon

[scara-meow-che]

📢 ANNOUNCEMENT 📢

hello everyone! this just an update before i go on a semi-hiatus~

i've seen a lot of blogs, especially those who create 18+ / NSFW content, posting the same announcement and i want to clarify this here as well because apparently blog rules aren't enough to remind everyone to respect a content creator's wishes or simple warnings.

so yes, i'm talking about minors that still choose to interact/access nsfw works (long message under the cut)

so please, please, don't interact with me when you're below 18. i can still be considerate for those who are 16+ (that's literally when i started reading smuts bcs i was curious as heck and sex ed doesn't exist in my country) to access this types of works but below that number???? and even leave comments of how you want to just be??? what the fuck, okay, i'll just hard block you.

i checked and saw that tumblr requires 16+ users to access this app... so why are you, below 16, in this app in the first place? yes, you get to do what the hell you want with your life, you could literally waste money for internet access just to read stories/watch something but if it's for something that AREN'T SUITABLE FOR YOUR AGE? okay, go to school first and wait for the right time to, i don't know??? read content MADE BY AN ADULT and MADE FOR ADULTS????

i've literally had to block a lot because i once checked and saw MINORS reblogging my work and would even comment so that made me uncomfortable. i've experienced this BS in wattpad and i don't want to experience the same shitty feeling that came afterward blocking users and calling them out. some even had the audacity to request smut when they literally implied that they're fourteen :') thank you for making me feel so shitty, mate.

reading / watching porn, when you're that young and be open about it, IS NOT COOL. THAT'S FUCKING WEIRD.

commenting or arguing that you're okay to read / watch / access NSFW content DOESN'T MAKE YOU A MATURE PERSON.

just because you're "okay" to even consume NSFW content and don't feel bothered after it doesn't change the fact that you're young. being able to freely access porn sites or read porn on the internet isn't a fucking school you can graduate from being a minor and assures you of a diploma that says "hey, you can now enjoy more NSFW content, congratu-fucking-lations." you're still young and that won't ever change until a few years.

what is the simple thing of the "do not interact when you're 18-" and "18+ content up ahead, MINORS DNI" that you all don't understand?

please, do us, content creators, a huge favor and don't interact or access any of our works. heck, don't even follow us in the first place.

if you have an ageless blog, this applies to you as well. indicate your age in your bio, it's not that hard 😭 even in one post or anything. sometimes, the crippling anxiety this gives me is really unsettling that i kept on thinking about it everyday.

so please, obey an blog's rules and follow it through.

[artbyrivaille]

Lesson ☕

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words: 2,7k

warning's: none

paring: levi x reader

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She was always close to Erwin. She was in the corps longer than he was. From the beginning, he saw the strong bond that existed between her and the tall blonde. As he, too, became friends with Erwin after Farlan and Izabel died, he would necessarily spend time with her as well.

She was strong, really fucking strong. She never showed weakness, Erwin's perfect right hand. And it was obvious that they knew each other perfectly. They constantly accosted, joked and bitten. He could bet they were secretly dating.

And it irritated him terribly. Because he was starting to fucking care. Although he was the one who wanted to kill Smith, it was she who gave him comfort after the deaths of Church and Magnolia. It was she who helped him deal with the loss. It was because of her that he was who he was now.

And she never expected anything in return.

When he wanted to repay her one day for spending the whole night with him on the paper work that Eyebrows had commissioned him, despite the fact that she had the same amount in her office, she only smiled and said that the ideal payment for helping him would be if he would finally sleep.

It was eating him up inside.

That feeling for a woman who couldn't be his. l Why was he always so unlucky? Why did everyone whom he fell in love with, to whom he gave at least a bit of his already wounded heart, only took this piece and ran away with it irretrievably?

***

The woman was just finishing changing the bandage on his ankle. There was a slight nervousness on her face. But inside it was really a tumult. She wanted to really lock up young Ackermann in the dungeon for her lack of discipline. Because of her, the strongest soldier of mankind was unable to fight at such an important moment for them.

- Finished. - She announced and gave the man a slight smile and got to her feet. - Try not to step on that leg, do not exert yourself.  She added after a moment, wagging her finger at him like a mother who had just scolded her child for disobedience.

- Okay, where are you going now? - He asked, trying to hide the hope in his voice that she would stay with him to keep him company. Maybe they would have a tea together, which she loved almost as much as he did?

- I have to teach one of these brats a decent lesson. I'll come to you when I'm finished.  She replied and braided her hand through his black hair, combing it delicately. Then she left the man's office without a word.

What the hell lesson?

***

Woman was walking quickly towards the quarters where members of the one hundred and fourth training corps were imprisoned. She had to find Yeager. It was the only way to control Mikasa.

While walking down the corridor, I noticed blonde hair, bingo.

- Arlert!  - She called the boy quite loudly, which made him jump slightly in place, he was a bit fearful, but very intelligent. He turned to face her and saluted, after all she was one of the more important figures in the body. - Relax, you don't need to salute, do you know where Yeager is? - She asked the boy, and he relaxed a bit.

- Yes, I'm on my way to him. - He replied quickly.

- Okay, then drive, I need to talk to him.

- This is! - The boy began to head back down the corridor where he was going earlier, all the way neither of them said a word.  Despite the fact that the blond man had a lot of questions why the colonel l/n wants to talk to his friend.

When they finally reached their quarters, they saw a group of young cadets sitting at the table. They were quite loud, actually Kirstein and Yeager were arguing about a little bit as usual. The woman just sighed and shook her head disapprovingly.

- Silence!  - She screamed, and all conversations suddenly ceased, and the gazes of the cadets turned to her.  Almost all looks. - Stop arguing like kids, Yeager come to me, we need to talk. - She said and then turned on her heel, heading for the exit from the room without looking at the brunet, she knew that he would follow her.

When they got out into the fresh air, they walked a bit further away, she didn't want anyone listening to them, finally she looked at the boy and sighed.

- I have a request for you. - She said, and the brunet's eyes widened slightly.

- What is going on? - He asked a little stressed.

- As you well know, because of your friend Ackermann's incompetence, Captain Levi is unable to fight. You know very well that she has problems with discipline, if she goes on like this, someone will eventually get on his nerves and send her to resign. So I have a request, could I slash you a bit to make her obey? I know it's quite bizarre, but you are the only thing that affects her in any way. - The woman explained and waited for the boy's answer. She was pretty sure he would agree, after all, his friends were very important to him, but he also took great care of the corps command, fortunately for him.

- I agreed, I know what Mikasa is like and that she can be problematic. It's the same as in court, with the rest, you have nothing to worry about commander, I'll recover quickly. - The green eyed responded and smiled at her extremely broadly, he was really positive.

- Okay, go get her, and be in the courtyard in ten minutes. - She announced and headed towards the courtyard where she was going to conduct a lesson that young Ackermann would not forget for the rest of her life.

***

Two cadets came to the courtyard where the woman was waiting for them, she didn't even realize that Levi and Erwin were watching the whole situation closely from the window. May the two men not know you are up to the woman, and they were really curious about it, so they waited impatiently for the development of events.

Mikasa had a bored face as usual, she had no idea why the hell l/n had brought them there, but she didn't like it very much.

But Eren looked determined, he knew what awaited him, he knew it would not be pleasant, because he had heard more than once that the inconspicuous woman was considered the second, after captain kurduplu, the strongest soldier of humanity. But he was doing it for the sake of Mikasa.

- You are probably wondering why I brought you here, so. I want to finally make you realize how weak, not disciplined and too self-confident you are. Eren come over here. - She asked Yeager with a move of her hand to come closer to her, he took a deep breath and not worried about his friend's surprised look, he approached the woman. It swung and knocked him down with a right hook without much problem. The boy landed on the ground and got a kick in the face and another kick in the stomach. Mikasa jumped up to help the brunette, but / n stopped her with a move of her hand. - We'll go to a deal.  If you win a hand-to-hand fight with me, I'll let it go, if you don't, you will eventually obey orders, otherwise your friend will end up worse than you think and I will hand you over to my resignation. - The woman announced h/c and waited for the teenager's reaction.

She had a murder in her eyes, it was evident, the same gaze was directed at Levi when he abused Yeager in the courtroom. However, y/n didn't care, just threw her scout jacket off her shoulders. She rolled up the sleeves of her white shirt and smiled slyly at the black-haired girl.

She moved on her without thinking, made the first blow, but the woman avoided it without any problems and then cut her legs, and she fell to the ground. However, she got up quickly and delivered more blows, some of them were blocked by / n, and the other part was avoided. This fight was fun for her, she did everything to irritate the girl as much as possible.

She made another dodge and then delivered an accurate blow to the younger's liver. She hit it. She crumpled slightly under the impact, which the older one obviously used and knocked her to the ground once again. She kicked her one last time, another time in the liver, and the girl didn't have the strength to get up. She lost.

L/n knelt beside her, ignoring Yeager's surprised and fascinated gaze, and snorted slightly disappointed.

- From now on, you must obey. Go to the infirmary, I still have a business with your friend. - She announced and helped the girl to get up. Surprisingly, she accepted her help and, with her head bowed, moved towards the hospital, as ordered by the commander. - Thanks for your help, Eren, I hope I'm not hitting you too much. - Y/n laughed slightly, and the boy echoed her.

- I'm all right Commander, I'll regenerate. I think Mikasa will take this failure hard. But I didn't think you were so amazing! - He said a bit excited which amused the woman a bit.

- Thank you, years of practice, you too, go to the infirmary, I have a few things to do, thank you again for your cooperation. - She replied, gave him a grateful smile and lightly tousled his dark hair as it left. The boy, under the influence of her delicate touch, blushed slightly, but fortunately for him she was not able to see it. He turned in the direction she was headed, and for a moment he stared at the graceful movement of her hips.

***

Erwin was amused by the whole situation, and Levia was very surprised. However, he could not disagree with l/n that young Ackermann was a mere brat who had no discipline.

And at the same time he was delighted with the way y/n moved. Damn what that woman was doing with him. I think she needs to make Erwin realize that if he ever hurts her, nothing can save him from him.

- She was really angry when she found out you were hurt by some girl. She was worried.  - The blonde who was sitting on the couch in the black-haired's office finally said smiling mysteriously.

He knew.

Of course he knew about the feelings the shorter man felt for a woman. What's more, he knew perfectly well that she reciprocated them, but she didn't want to impose herself on him. She knew his story, and as a person who came from Pozdziemy just like Levi, she knew that he had a hard time. Nobody has it easy there.

Back-haired man gave him a surprised look, could it be another of his games? Was he trying to provoke him to say how he felt about HIS woman, so that he could punish him for it? It was very blonde. A fucking Eyebrows.

- What do you mean, Erwin? - He asked irritated and gave his friend an unfavorable look.

- That you both are idiots. You have feelings for each other, but you won't show it, goddamn it, me and Hanji have been trying to get you together for over three years, and you guys like those stubborn donkeys you go for a long time. - Confessed the general, and the lower one gasped. But how? He and fucked up four-eyes are trying to bind them together? And they also think that y/n has something for him too? It sounded so unreal in his head.

Erwin snorted at the sight of his puzzled face, suddenly realizing why the black-haired man did not make any movement towards the h/c-haired woman.

- Did you think me and y/n had something in common?  - He asked him, and he only nodded his head slightly, but not looking up at him. - We are just friends, together we belonged to the training corps, hence our strong bond, we treat each other like siblings. There was only one time we went further, but that was before we put you in the Corps, plus we were both drunk. - He explained, and the black-haired one just nodded his head as a sign that he understood. Goddamn it, all he had to do was talk to her and everything would be so much simpler.

Suddenly, the door from the brunet's office opened, and y/n just entered. Both men fell silent, and the shorter of them shifted uneasily in his chair. The h/c-haired woman looked at them a bit surprised, but was the first to break the silence in the room.

- From the fact that you are here both of you guess that you watched the whole show? - She laughed and then sat on the couch next to Erwin and tousled his perfectly styled hair.  The latter huffed at her something incomprehensible and lightly brushed her hand away.

- Yes, it was quite enjoyable to watch, and from your smug expression I conclude that you achieved your goal? - The blonde answered seeing that his friend is a bit anxious.

- That's right, there should be no more problems with Ackermann. - She said and smiled victoriously at which the man next to her only smiled slightly and got up from the couch heading to the exit, then left without a word, leaving the two of them alone. - How are you? - The woman's voice woke the black-haired man from his trance, blinked his eyes quickly and finally looked at l/n staring at him.

- Fine. - He replied casually wondering what he should do. His heart was beating as fast as it was about to burst from his chest, and that didn't help at all. - I would like to talk. - He added after a moment.

- Okay, so what would you like to talk about Levi? - She asked and then got up from the couch and walked towards the man. After a while she sat down with one thigh on his desk staring at him as if she knew perfectly well how it affects him. She was so damn perfect, and the straps of the gear for the ODM maneuver didn't help him contain his body's excitement.

He sighed heavily and looked away from her, feeling that he would be able to come just from looking at her, and yet they must have had a fairly serious conversation. He knew that if he didn't tell her now, he would never.

- I want to tell you something. I would have told you this a long time ago if it weren't for the fact that I'm an asshole. I..I ..- It was the first time in his life that he had stuttered, he felt so bloody insecure and the erection in his pants was not helping him focus.

- I love you too, Levi. - Y/n finished for him and with a smile she joined their lips in a long kiss.

- Ugh.. - That kiss wasn't even very erotic, but knowing that it could only be his in the end increased the tension in his body.

L/n broke the kiss and looked into her lover's eyes, into those cobbled eyes she adored so much. Then out of the corner of her eye she noticed what problem her partner is struggling with, she smiled slyly and then got up from his desk and extended her hand to him. Levi looked at her slightly confused but grabbed her small, delicate hand in his, large and rough.

Once again their lips joined in a kiss, this one because it is much more erotic, hot. After a moment, the man realized that the woman was leading him carefully to his bedroom. So she wanted it too, wanted him too.

- I think it's time for you to take a lesson too. She whispered straight into his ear, and a strong thrill of excitement ran down his path. He intended to use this lesson in depth and enroll in another one.

[sckyie]

word count: 2.5k

genre + warnings: enemies to lovers; coworkers, office love, alcohol mentioned, swearing

pronouns used: she/her

a/n: hi hi here’s my exchange gift for @coophi! happy holidays and stay safe, i hope you like what i wrote for you! [ this was apart of @/haikyuucreations secret santa ]

You put your forehead on the table groaning at the recent news. "You'll get'em next time, Y/n," your coworker rubbed your back. You sighed louder as you heard something being placed on your desk. You shift your face towards the corner of the surface to see a coffee cup with your name scribbled on the side.

You rolled your eyes and looked up to see the new lead, Kuroo, being congratulated by everyone. "That was supposed to be my promotion," You grumbled. You stared at the coffee up and walked over to Kuroo's desk. Leaving the filled cup, you excused yourself to the bathroom.

Kuroo watched as you rejected his peace offering before leaving the office. He understood how you felt once you heard that you didn't get the promotion. Your papers were perfect, clients loved you both, but the one thing keeping you from getting the promotion was simple. Kuroo's numbers were much higher than yours and it crushed yours.

The thought of endless nights staying late to catch up became pointless. The effort in surpassing him wasn't necessary anymore. All your work, all your stressful nights, everything didn't matter to the manager and execs.

"Hmph," Kuroo seated himself and stared at your drink on his desk.

"Something wrong, Kuroo?" Your coworker peeked beside him.

"Oh nothing," He responds.

You return to your desk, side-eyeing your now superior. You took a deep breath before returning to your paperwork.

Numbers, numbers, numbers. You spent your shift calculating, writing, and fixing errors. The jumble of text on your screen began to hurt your brain for working so hard.

The day dreaded on as the anger in you fumed. It wasn't that you were mad for not getting the promotion. You were furious that out of all people it'd be Kuroo who got it. You despised his snarky, overly confident facade and his petty ways of trying to show you how great he was.

Finally, your shift comes to an end but so does Kuroo's. You two walk together to the elevators though you tried your hardest avoiding him. "Did I get your order wrong?" Kuroo smirked as he pressed the lobby button.

"I don't want your pity coffee," You muttered.

"It's not a pity coffee," He rebutted. "It was a hot chai latte."

"Haha," You mocked. "I don't even like chai."

"Then what do you like?" Kuroo smiled.

"Not you," You immediately walked out of the elevator, making your way to the parking lot.

"Tsk," He was the tiniest bit irritated by your tone but decided to try again tomorrow.

Papers, papers, papers. Endless papers for you to edit and write at home. It was torture but how else could you succeed in your career. Things were already shit with Kuroo trying to be friends with you. Nevertheless, you finished at least ten pages of reports for tomorrow's agenda.

Early morning, you arrived at the office before everyone like normal. Kuroo arrives with two coffees and a small brown bag. He walked over, placing the snack and cup on your desk without a word. He walks to his desk and begins his work without interacting.

You turn the cup to check what it was. "Café latte," You mouthed. You peeked in the small bag to see a blueberry muffin. Before you could return the drink, people began to file into the room. You rolled your eyes and sipped on the drink.

"Success," Kuroo thought to himself as he watched you snack and sip the offerings.

It became a daily thing for Kuroo to bring you drinks. Never the same one twice, but always a blueberry muffin. You gave in to his gesture and thanked him silently whenever he passed by.

Your favorite interaction however was his failed attempt in talking to you. "You come here often?" He asked as he placed your coffee on your desk.

"Considering I work here, yes," You say sarcastically.

"Wow I'm literally so stupid," Kuroo thought. Kuroo saw many opportunities to talk to you more but fell nervous every time. It was always hard for him to get close to someone new. His past relationships had left him hopeless for his own future. The toxicity from the past girls left him thinking he'd never be happy with someone. These past few years, he'd been focusing on himself.

Then you walked into his life. After being transferred to a new branch, you seemed different than any other girl he's met. Kuroo saw hope in you and believed that you could be the light of his love life. He admired your attention to detail, your determination, and well, your beauty. Kuroo saw all your greatest features yet he could never bring himself to tell you his admiration.

One day, you had already a shitty morning and didn't want to deal with anything at work. From annoying traffic to angry clients to the blisters from your heels, you wanted more than anything for the day to end.

A few upset clients later, your head began to pound and you excused yourself for an early break. Kuroo turned to see you sulk away, causing him to furrow his eyebrows.

"What's with Y/n?" He asks his desk neighbor.

"Oh, two of her clients weren't co-operating and it's getting her frustrated," She responded. "She's been having a bad day."

Kuroo looks at your desk curiously and noticed how you had removed your heels under your desk. "Be right back," Kuroo gets up from his desk and walked over to the shared kitchen area to grab some things.

You returned from your short break to be greeted with a small pile of things. Bandages for your blisters, medicine for your headache, water, and a cut-up apple. "Take it easy," You found a post-it on the water bottle. You looked at your screen to see your client queue cleared with everyone on the list as approved. Confused as ever, you make use of the mystery goods to tend to your needs.

"Attention everyone, tonight Ryu here is throwing a little work party at his apartment," Your manager announced. "It is a small goodbye party for him and congratulations to our new lead, Kuroo." You rolled your eyes at Kuroo's name and continued to snack on the apples.

Later that night, you arrived at Ryu's house, catching Kuroo's attention. "Woah," Your male coworker gasped at the sight of you. "Damn, how is she single."

"Hey calm down, Kuroo-san has a crush on her," Other teased.

"Fuck off and keep my love life out your mouth," Kuroo nudges his shoulder. Though they weren't wrong, you were stunning. Dressed to impress and you even put your hair down from your usual updo. Kuroo was left speechless, thus leaving him too anxious to tell you anything.

After one cheesy speech and a big congratulations, the drinking began. Kuroo began to get too into the moment, having one too many drinks. You, however, stayed sober the whole party. You snickered at the sight of your drunk colleagues.

Kuroo's cheeks were bright red and he walked funny. He made his way towards you and you couldn't help but laugh. This was his chance to confess. "I- I- want-" He hiccuped between words. Kuroo began to get lost in thought, forgetting he was drunk confessing. "I- want my- keys- I- need- need  to go- home."

"I don't think so," You snatch his keys from the key holder before he could. "Do you want me to take you home?" He nodded excessively as you rolled your eyes. You chat with Ryu shortly before taking Kuroo to your car.

"Kamikita Apartments," You say. You had asked Ryu as you saw no hope in getting anything out of Kuroo. He slowly fell asleep in your car as you drove through the lit city. "I hope you know, I'm only doing this because you're drunk. I still don't like you."

"Mhm," Kuroo says in his sleep. You giggled at his expression all the way to his apartment.

Kuroo rests his arm around your shoulder as you two made your way to the apartment. You unlock the door and Kuroo immediately walks to the bedroom. Once he realized you weren't behind him, he turns back. "Where'd you go?" He pouted.

"Nowhere," You followed into his room. "Where are your pajamas- Oh, here. Change while I get you water."

Kuroo obeys your order and seats himself as he waited for his water. To him, he had already confidently talked to you about how he felt. Yet in reality, he was too drunk to even comprehend the front of his shirt.

"Here," You notice the tag in the front of his shirt as he chugged the water. "Your shirt is backward."

"Help me?" He begged. You facepalm at his tone but agreed. It felt like you were taking care of a baby. Your cheeks flushed pink once you helped him take off his shirt. You stopped to admire his face as you adjusted the middle of his sleep shirt. His hands move to rest on your hips. "It's so cold. Thank you for helping me change. Oh, and Y/n?"

"Y-yes?" You stuttered at his large hands.

"I have something to tell you," His voice started to sound sleepy. "I love you." Your eyes widen and you couldn't show him your shy expression.

"Tell me that again when you're sober," You move his hands away from you. Making your way to the light switch, you looked at the sad Kuroo. "I'll sleep in the living room. Just- go to bed."

Thankfully you had a change of clothes in your trunk that you used to sleep in. You got ready for bed, chuckling at the sounds of Kuroo snoring next door to the bathroom.

You laid silently on the couch staring at the ceiling. Those three words, you never thought you'd hear them from him of all people. It'd been years since your last break up, so you'd always been so closed off when it came to men. After getting heartbroken, you didn't think another man could love you. Kuroo was no exception. Sure he was handsome but you were adamant about staying single for the longest.

The thought of Kuroo in your life lingered up until the morning. He had woken up before you and found himself with a pounding headache. He made his way to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. As he drank his water, he spit-sprayed the water out of his mouth when he spots you sleeping. He began to cough aggressively before collecting himself. "Wha- what is she doing here?!" He whispered.

You woke up to the sound of your dying colleague, rubbing your eyes to the bright room. Kuroo walked over to you as you sat up, pulling the blanket to your lap. "Good morning," You yawned. "How's the hangover?"

"What are you doing here?" Kuroo panicked.

"You were shit-faced. This was the one thing I could do for repaying you for the coffees," You say.

"Did I do- did I say anything stupid?" He hides his face in his hands.

"You told me something," You began to fiddle with your thumbs. "I don't know if you meant it or not, but you told me you loved me."

"I...did?" Kuroo slowly moves his hands to look at you. Your face was red and you were playing with your sleeves now.

"Well, did you mean it?" You ask. "If you didn't..."

Kuroo reached over and pulled your chin up with his index knuckle and thumb. "I meant it," He says. "I really did."

Your face grew warmer at his words. "Why?" You sighed. "I'm so mean to you."

"Because," Kuroo moves his hand away to stare at his lap. "I love your smile. I love the way you work. I love how determined you are. The way you sign your papers with a tiny heart. The way you laugh at the smallest things. And...I know you might hate my guts but ever since I saw you, I admired you. You make so many people smile and bring happiness to the room. I thought I'd been on your shit list but I'm glad you took care of me- See that's another thing, you put yourself after everyone else. That's why I gave you bandaids, buy you coffee, finished your quotas for you. I just think you deserve better than what you have right now. And I'm so impressed by you-"

You got annoyed by his rambling and decided to grab his cheeks. You interrupted his words by crashing your lips into his. "You literally talk so much," You pulled away. "Can I talk now?"

Kuroo was stunned at the fact that you just kissed him to shut him up. "You just- kissed-" You pressed your lips on his again to keep him quiet. He deepened the kiss before you could pull away. "You can talk." He smiled as he pulled away.

"Okay," You move from his face. "I wanted to say, you weren't on my shit list or whatever. I was upset I didn't get the promotion and I didn't like your attitude. But, getting to know you I learnt how different you really are. Especially when you’re drunk, it's funny. Besides that, I didn't know how you felt, I didn't notice all the things you've done for me."

Kuroo placed his palm on yours, carefully comparing the size of it to yours. "I didn't think I could fall in love with someone who didn't give me the time of day," He says. You moved your fingers to trace his.

"How are you so sure that you love me?" You laced your fingers with Kuroo's.

"That's the thing, I'm not sure," Kuroo looked down at his lap. "I did all those things just to make your days easier. I thought all the small gestures I did, wouldn't matter to you. That they were just tedious things that bothered you. To be honest, I'm afraid of letting someone into my heart. I was drunk when I told you and I meant it but I want to know for sure that I'm in love with you before anything."

"Do you want to find out?" You say softly.

"Only if you'd let me," Kuroo looked up to see you smiling at him. You nodded and leaned in for another kiss. "Man if only your kisses made this hangover go away."

You rolled your eyes and pressed your lips against his once more. The feeling of his hands move to your waist caused the heat in your face to return. Kuroo pulls you to straddle his lap as he deepened the kiss. Your hands rest on his shoulders while he rubbed your sides.

"I promise to make you the happiest woman in the world," He whispered as he pulled away.

"Do I still get morning coffee?" You giggled.

"And your blueberry muffin," Kuroo chuckled. You smiled before pecking his lips. You rest your head on the crook of his neck as he rubbed your back. "I won't disappoint you."

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The Potions Master’s Apprentice

Chapter Thirteen: Outrageous Outbursts

A/N: This is the thirteenth part to my fanfiction ‘The Potions Master’s Apprentice (Severus Snape x OC)’. Chapters 1-16 can be found already uploaded on Wattpad under the same name. Feel free to leave requests in my inbox for anything Snape related you want me to write. Leave a comment below if you wish to be added to my tag list.

Pairing: Severus Snape x OC (Dumbledore’s Granddaughter)

Summary: A talented young witch is employed as an apprentice professor at Hogwarts, but who will she be working under? Severus Snape is not best pleased with his new responsibility of taking on an apprentice, however she is relentless to create a friendship between them. Will she be successful? Or might the friendship just go a little two far? With the eyes of her grandfather constantly watching over them, an attempt at a relationship might not be in the cards for Aria Dumbledore and Severus Snape.

Word Count: 3520

Warnings: swearing, slut shaming, moderate violence. 

Credits to Gif Creator

Practically bursting through the doors of the three broomsticks Aria Dumbledore was very quickly greeted by Alexander who led her to a secluded table in the corner of the pub.

"Are you okay, you seemed stressed?" He laughed nervously, upon noticing the fact she was slightly sweating from her walk from the castle.

"I need a drink." She demanded simply, about to make her way to the bar.

"Sit. I'll get it for you, you look like you need a rest." He continued to laugh.

"Fire Whiskey. And make it double!" She shouted after him, to which he replied with a simple thumbs up.

Almost immediately after Alexander left, a pair of mischievous red headed boys bounced into sight, pulling a chair up to the table. Removing her head from her hands, Aria could only let out a long, hard sigh at the sight of them.

"What going on here then, teach." Fred questioned sceptically with the raise of an eyebrow. "Who's the lad?"

"A friend." Aria replied through gritted teeth, wishing they would just leave her alone. She had been stressed out enough today as it were.

"Mmmmhmmm." George hummed. "He's a pretty good-looking friend if you ask me, professor."

"And he chose a spot all the way in the back, pretty intimate don't you think?" Fred continued.

"Pretty romantic. wouldn't you agree, Freddie?" The Weasley boy nudged his brother.

"Very romantic." The second Weasley twin nodded in agreement.

"Listen this isn't appropriate, I'm your professor, you best be gone before he gets back." Aria warned, while the boys continued to heckle her.

"You're only a professor in training. Besides it isn't against any rules for you speak to us out with the castle grounds, you've got nothing to worry about." George pointed out.

"Unless it's us she's worried about, eh Georgie?" The two boys turned to glare at their potion's mistress, waiting for her to crack.

Groaning loudly, Aria knew she couldn't get rid of the boys as easily as she had hoped. "Look, it's not a date. It's just a few drinks with a friend, okay? And he deserves to be able to come back to me without the two of you causing trouble. So go on, scram."

"Alright, alright, we'll go." They obeyed.

"Just one last thing." Fred spoke slowly, turning back on his heel. "Speaking of nice guys deserving things, how's the love life going?"

She knew it was coming, there was no escaping it. But for her sake, she hoped the boys could be trusted enough to keep their mouths shut, at least until the end of the year when she would be forced to confront all her problems head on.

"He deserves to know, Aria. You have to say something soon."

"I know, I know." She whispered, bowing her head in shame. "I just need to figure things out for myself first. Please don't say anything about this."

The twins looked between them deliberating who their loyalties lay with. "If you promise it's not a date, we have no reason to." Fred stated.

"It's not, I promise." She said sincerely.

And with that the boys retreated to their table not too far away, still keeping a close eye on their professor.

Alexander returned from the bar with a tray full of drinks for the pair of them.

"I thought you'd need them." He chuckled. And he was right as Aria instantly downed the entirety of her Fire Whiskey in one gulp.

For the next few hours, the pair laughed and drunk together, and for the first time since she had arrived at Hogwarts, she felt she finally had one true friend. It was nice to finally be able to talk to someone her age and not have to constantly fight to have a conversation or speak about work the whole time.

Unfortunately, though, within seconds of her coming to this realisation, Aria's hopes of maintaining her relationship with her new found 'friend' was shattered. Alexander reached his hand across the table, resting it gently on top of her own. Slowly he picked it up, moving it towards his lips before place a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

From the corner of her eye, Aria saw the Weasley twins watching her intently, forcing her to yank her hand away from the man.

"Another Drink?" Aria asked, already getting up from the table, making her way to the bar.

"Umm, no thanks." He said slightly confused, watching her walk away.

Passing the Weasley twins she avoided eye contact, praying Alexander would not make another move. At this rate making friends was not worth risking the twins spilling her secrets.

Of course, as Saturday's always were, the Three Broomsticks was packed full of students socialising with their friends and so Aria thanked God for once in her life that she would not get served any time soon. Rehearsing over in her head how she was about to end this 'date' with Alexander, all Aria wanted to do at this moment was run back to Hogwarts and go to sleep. It had been a long a day.

Finally reaching the front of the queue, Aria was barely focusing on her surroundings.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked.

"Fire Whiskey. Double." Two voices spoke at once.

Snapping back to reality upon hearing that so easily recognisable voice, Aria looked to her right to see none other than Severus Snape sitting at the corner of the bar, fondling an empty glass of Fire Whiskey.

"I'll get those right up." The bartender complied, obviously catching it was an awkward situation, and decided to get both the drinks at the same time.

"Severus." Aria said softly. "What are you doing here?"

"You are not the only one permitted to enjoy themselves with the occasional libation, Miss Dumbledore." He retorted, his words slightly running together, suggesting he had either been here a while, or had a lot to drink. Or both. Aria thought.

"Of course." She smiled awkwardly, not quite knowing how to respond.

"And your date." Snape spat, clearly unaware of how loud he was being. "How is it going?"

"Like I said before, Professor Snape. It is not a date." Aria tried to act a little more professional than her mentor, fully away the pub was full of Hogwarts students.

"Doesn't look like it from where I'm sitting, the two of you seemed rather close just now." Snape continued to mumble.

"You were watching us?" Aria questioned, to which Snape chose to remain silent.

"Two double Fire Whiskeys." The bartender announced.

Snape handed over his money, gesturing that he would be paying for both drinks.

Aria nodded a small thank you and made to leave.

Grabbing his drink from the table Snape stood up from his bar stool and started to walk alongside Aria, until gradually they came to a halt in the center of the room.

"Can I help you, Severus?" Aria huffed irritably.

Snape pondered for a moment, taking a large gulp of Fire Whiskey, deciding whether or not to speak.

Aria started to walk away, thinking he was never going to say anything.

"What are you trying to achieve." He hiccupped, bringing her back to attention.

"I'm sorry?" Aria asked, spinning on her heel to face him once more. "I don't think I know what you mean."

"I know what you're doing." He hiccupped again, leaning against a wooden pole in an attempt to stabilise his balance. "You're playing a game, but what do you get from it?"

"I have no idea what you're on about Snape, now if you don't mind, I'm going back to my-"

"Date?" He cut in, raising one eyebrow suggestively.

"No." Aria smirked sourly, knowing he was trying to put words in her mouth.

"Then what is it? Because, that boy over there is clearly interested in you and you're leading him on." He spat, his voice raising the more he spoke.

"None of this is any of your business, Professor Snape." Aria said still trying to remain professional and remove herself from the situation, knowing the man was clearly intoxicated. It was clear now to Aria that the majority of students in the pub were invested in listening in to their professor's conversation.

"There's no point denying it, I've seen it for myself. He's not the first, this boy." The potions master raised his voice, latching onto the woman's wrist, stopping her from leaving.

"Professor Snape, I think maybe you should quieten down a bit, people are listening." Fred interrupted as the twins bravely came to Aria's rescue.

"Aria maybe it's time to go." George whispered to her, pulling her back from the potions master.

"Here's more of them now. Students." Snape scoffed, completely ignoring anything the twins tried to say. "I bet before you came to Hogwarts, you done the same to them. Lead them on, drew them in with your sickening charms, then just left them on the hook for you. Look at them now, coming to your rescue."

"Don't be ridiculous, Severus. This is highly inappropriate." Aria tried to keep her composure, motioning to the Weasley boys to leave them, but it was obvious to everyone that a scarlet blush had begun to warm her cheeks. "You need to go home Severus. You've had too much to drink, you don't know what you're saying."

"I know exactly what I'm saying. And I know that you're here on a date with some poor bloke whose got no chance and you'll happily admit that"

"That's not what's happening, you're twisting my words."

"And I know that all day you've been flirting with Igor Karkaroff." He continued, paying no mind no Aria's objections. "I found the two of you in a rather comprising position today after the Great Feast."

"You're exaggerating, Snape, you know fine well that's not what was going on." Aria cried, which again, Severus chose to ignore.

"You've even tried your godforsaken charms on me. You tried to get me on my own in your quarters to seduce me, you're constantly flirting in a feeble attempt to manipulate me. Thank god I'm not dull enough to fall for your sickening act. I mean even now, look at how you're dressed. I'm assuming it's for all our benefits, men have been gawking and drooling over you all day and you love it. You're a teacher dressed like a common whore, how utterly inappropriate. You'd have been fired by now if Dumbledore wasn't your precious grandfather."

"This has gone too far, Severus, you need to stop this now!" Aria demanded, her voice cracking a little as she tried to match his volume.

"I'm not done." He sneered at her, the venom in his voice, showing a side of her mentor she never wanted to encounter again.

"The icing on the fucking cake is, you done all of this, played all of these cruel, childish games, and all the while you're in a relationship." He paused, relishing in Aria's reaction. She froze on the spot like a deer caught in headlights. For the first time tonight her eyes connected with the professors. "Is he being played too? Or does he somehow benefit from your antics."

"How the hell do you know that." Aria whispered, her own tone turning sour.

"I saw the letter on your desk."

"You read my mail? How dare you! That is confidential. You just don't know when to stop do you?" Aria cried, utterly humiliated.

"What's going on here." Alexander chimed in, holding Aria by the arm attempting to get in between her and Snape. He had been stood aside, listening alongside the students, but didn't know how to process any of this information until now.

"Everything he's saying, it's not true!" Aria pleaded with her friend, praying he too wouldn't ridicule her in front of everyone. "But he is right, this wasn't supposed to be a date. Nothing will happen between us, I'm so sorry." She begged, trying to hold herself together.

"It's okay." Alexander whispered, not wanting to upset the woman further. "Come with me, I'll walk you home." He attempted to embrace her.

"We all know what that means." Snape scoffed, watching them walk away. "She'll probably do anything you want she's that much of a fucking slut."

Both Aria and Alexander stopped in their tracks. Aria's whole body froze, having no idea how to react. The word rung in her ears, sending a pain to her heart and making her body go numb as if she was being stabbed with a thousand tiny knives. This was not the first time she had been called that word, and it fucking hurt to hear.

Alexander on the other hand knew exactly how to react. He paused for a moment, hand wrapping tightly around his wand before changing his mind at the last minute. Before anyone knew what was happening Alexander swung a punch at Severus hitting him squarely in his right eye. The professor instantly doubled over swearing in pain.

The students listening in instantly made to look busy, not wanting to know what Severus Snape would do to retaliate. Unfortunately for those wanting to see a show, Snape simply fell to the nearest chair, keeping his head down.

Aria quickly pulled herself together knowing this was her mess to fix.

Alexander rubbed his knuckles to ease the pain, before wrapping an arm around Aria Dumbledore. "Come with me." He said.

"Actually Alexander, I think I better take him back to the castle." She gestured to the mass of black fabric and hair drooping over a table and chair.

"Are you mad, after all that he just said to you. There's no way I'm letting you walk alone with him. He should be fired for all he's done."

"He's drunk... and I provoked him really, it's not his fault." Aria lied. "He's not like this when he's sober, trust me."

After a few more minutes of persuasion Alexander finally let Aria have her way, and bid her goodbye.

By this time the whole of the pub was chattering and gossiping about what they had witnessed, but Aria knew this was not the time to address what had happened and she would just have to let time run its course. The only thing she could do not was please the screaming bartender and remove Severus from the premises.

Drunk and a little concussed it took the potions master a minute or two to come around, but by then Aria had managed to walk him out the pub and along the road back to Hogwarts.

"Why are you helping me." Snape slurred, as he stumbled his way along the path.

"Because I know you're not a bad guy." She said softly.

*

That evening Aria insisted on helping Snape into his private quarters. The effects of the night had begun to sober Severus up, the embarrassment rendering him speechless, but Aria couldn't help but worry for him. This was not a regular old outburst, something was obviously eating away at him, but she could not bring herself to ask what it was that drove him to that level of anger.

Not wanting to upset him further, Aria chose not to enter his bedroom and chose to stay in the main living area. Handing him a pint of water to sip on, the young Miss Dumbledore set out to arrange a place for him to sleep on the couch. She managed to gather a few stray blankets and pillows she had found lying around, and decided he was still too drunk to care whether or not he went to sleep in his clothes.

Crawling up on the couch beside where he sat, Aria help a make shift ice pack gently to his eye. It had already begun to swell and it was clear there would be a lot of bruising by the morning. Her heart hurt for him.

"Why are you doing this." Snape finally spoke, breaking the silence that had become so thick.

Aria took a deep intake of breath, not fully understanding herself why she was helping the man who had ridiculed in the worst possible way.

"I don't know." Was all she could say in return, shuffling closer to tend to his eye.

For what seemed like a lifetime, Snape's apprentice sat facing him on her knees, breathing slowly and deeply as she held the cold compress to his eye, desperately hoping the swelling would go down and result in minimal bruising. Though the bruising of his eye was the last thing Severus was concerned about. Not only had he embarrassed himself in front of half the student body, he had humiliated Aria and deeply hurt someone he truly cared about. Perhaps that's why he did it.

Severus knew the feelings he had for his assistant were becoming more real by the day and there was nothing he could do to stop them the more time they spent together. Perhaps his drunk-self had concluded that the only solution to his problem would be to drive her away, make her turn on him. But clearly his plan had failed. Now he was sat closer to her than he had ever been, watching her chest slowly rise and fall as she breathed in time to the beat of his heart.

Slowly Severus' lifted his gaze to the woman's face, watching her intently. For the first time since they had met, he saw a true sadness take over her, and he hated himself for being the reason she felt this way.

Snape suddenly felt completely dissociated from his body. He wasn't thinking, he didn't want to think. He had done enough of that in his lifetime and for once he just wanted to feel. Gingerly Snape nervously placed his hand over her own, catching Aria's attention as he removed the cloth of ice from his eye. Never breaking eye contact Severus shifted on the couch to face her better. She sat on her knees, her bare legs exposed, rubbing lightly against his own.  Letting go of her hand, Severus softly placed it on her exposed waist.

Goosebumps immediately rose all over her body, when the professors hand rested on her waist. She had hoped he would just assume she was cold from holding the ice, but both of them knew this was not the case. She wanted to break her gaze, she couldn't stand how he was looking at her, but she could not force herself to look away. Never before had Aria encountered this side of Severus Snape, she didn't think anyone had, but she couldn't help herself from feeling enchanted.

Just as unexpectedly as the first had been, Severus placed a second hand on her cheek, while letting the first snake around her body to the small of her back. The couple's bodies had gradually came edged to each other and now they were so close they could feel each other's warm breath on their skins.

Severus dropped his eyes to Aria's mouth, almost contemplating his next move. He thought about it for so long, unable to make the final move. Their foreheads touched, and his nose brushed against hers, but he just did not have the nerve to close that final gap. Both Aria and Severus' breathing had picked up the pace, and as each jagged breath left their mouths, the atmosphere became even hotter and heavier.

Just as Severus worked up the courage to make his move Aria found herself snap back to reality. Jerking away from him, she left out a small gasp but quickly covered her mouth. "I'm sorry." She whispered, shaking her head as she saw the Snape's face fall. "I'm so sorry." She cried, tears forming in her eyes, as she backed away.

Severus pulled his hands a way, balling them into fists, knowing he had made a mistake. He got up from the couch just as Aria had done, moving backwards putting some distance between them.

"Aria..." He whispered, calling her by her name for the first time. He looked at her almost pleadingly. But even he didn't know whether he was begging her to stay or begging her for forgiveness.

"I have to go. I'm sorry Severus." She breathed again, fleeing from the room.

Just as Severus made to close the final gap between them, Aria thought back to his harsh words of the night. She remembered everything he had said, and it suddenly occurred to her that he may have been testing her. He had claimed she was playing games and using men. He knew she was in a relationship, why else would he do this? To try and seduce her completely out of the blue, he could only be trying to prove himself right, prove that she really was a user, a harlot, a slut.

Aria felt the tears pour from her eyes as she tried to make sense of the confusion Severus had caused. What exactly was he gaining from this? Why would he want to ridicule her even more than he already has? Maybe he was truly just a cruel man.

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04/12/2021 DAB Transcript

Joshua 5:1-7:15, Luke 15:1-32, Psalms 81:1-16, Proverbs 13:1

Today is the 12th day of April welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I'm Brian it is wonderful to be here with you today as we move into this week and get settled and get to work. We’re also getting settled and taking the next step forward in the Scriptures in this adventure that we are on together for a year all the way through the Bible all the way through a year all the way through life together. So, we…we’re getting ourselves moved into the book of Joshua. A couple days ago we began the book of Joshua, which was definitely and is definitely a transition. We crossed the Jordan River in our reading yesterday and it…in our reading anyway, it was the first time we’ve been there in 400 years, more than 400 years, but this time we’ve crossed the Jordan River with the children of Israel with the intention of settling the land, the promised land. And, so, let's dive in. We’re reading from the New English Translation this week. Joshua chapter 5 verse 1 through 7 verse 15.

Commentary:

Okay. So, in the gospel of Luke today we have a very, very famous passage, a famous story or a parable told by Jesus about the lost son who returned. And we know the story, we just read the story, so I don’t have to re-tell the story. And there are so many ways of looking at this story. It's a beautiful story that has been examined from a bunch of angles. I just want to kind of zoom in to the last part of the story because it seems as if one of the main points of the story is that…is that it's all already yours. That is essentially what gets said to the older son who is a little confused and a little ticked off that his…his brother comes home and all the sudden there’s this grand celebration, when this brother, all he did was take half of the assets and go squander them and wild living. And then he comes home, and he has the audacity to come home. And then dad is so excited that he's killing the fattened…like they're throwing a huge party. So, he’s a little bit exasperated and there's this confrontation with the father where he's like, “look I've served…I’ve served you…I’ve served you faithfully. I’ve done what you told me to do. I've obeyed your commands and you never did anything like this for me.” And the father's response, I mean quoting Jesus, the father says to the disgruntled son, “son, you are always with me and everything that belongs to me is yours. It was appropriate to celebrate and be glad for your brother. He was dead and is alive. He was lost and is found.” In other words, the father is saying, “son, it's all already yours.” And in the case of the story the son that had gone off and wild…and lived wild and squandered his resources, he's back alive but he already spent his resources. He's back with his father but everything in the estate belongs to his father and will be passed to the first son because the second son already took his reward and squandered it. So, the father's like, “I'm just glad to have my son back. Everything else is already yours.” The way that this becomes a mirror for us in our own lives is when we put ourselves in that same position. “I've been serving you faithfully. I have obeyed your commands. I have been faithful and loyal to you. And yet I look around and see blessing descending on people who don't deserve it. And you never did anything like that for me.” And you see how we can get into that posture very easily. I bet that even as I'm describing this, we can think of situations that are currently in our lives or have been in our lives we’re we’ve felt that way. And, so, it might help us when we find ourselves in this kind of tired out weary worn-out situations where you feel like, “I'm…I'm trying to be faithful, and I just don't see any breakthrough. I don't see any forward progress.” It would help us to remember what the father in the story says. “You are with me all the time and everything that belongs to me is yours. It's all already yours. Let's celebrate that one who was dead to us is the live.

Prayer:

Father, this definitely touches us in all kinds of places, places where we’re selfish and self-absorbed, places where we want to put ourselves in the in the seat of the judge where we can make the kinds of judgments that are only Yours to make. All kinds of things come from these kinds of postures. And yet if we would realize there's really nothing to get, it's all already hours that we’re not really trying to compete with each other to get more of You, that all of You has been poured out to all of us and You love us all, then we can enter into the rejoicing as well when one who is dead has been restored to us alive and when we remember that we are inheriting a kingdom. Come Holy Spirit we pray. In the mighty name of Jesus, we ask. Amen.

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The Potions Master’s Apprentice

Chapter Fourteen: Friends

A/N: This is the fourteenth part to my fanfiction ‘The Potions Master’s Apprentice (Severus Snape x OC)’. Chapters 1-16 can be found already uploaded on Wattpad under the same name. Feel free to leave requests in my inbox for anything Snape related you want me to write. Leave a comment below if you wish to be added to my tag list.

Pairing: Severus Snape x OC (Dumbledore’s Granddaughter)

Summary: A talented young witch is employed as an apprentice professor at Hogwarts, but who will she be working under? Severus Snape is not best pleased with his new responsibility of taking on an apprentice, however she is relentless to create a friendship between them. Will she be successful? Or might the friendship just go a little two far? With the eyes of her grandfather constantly watching over them, an attempt at a relationship might not be in the cards for Aria Dumbledore and Severus Snape.

Word Count: 2779

Warnings: n/a

Credits to Gif Creator

To the other professors, breakfast came and went just as it did every other day. But Aria could sense the difference in tone from the students. To the other professors the students chatter was just as excitable as it always was. But Aria could tell it was more hushed and secretive. To the other professors, today was just a normal day, they would have gone about their day blissfully unaware of the situation that had occurred at the Three Broomsticks. Had it not been for the huge elephant in the room.

As he entered the hall that morning for breakfast not a soul in the room missed the swollen black and blue lump in place of where Snape's eye should be. Not a soul in the room missed the way he stormed in, in a fit of rage, knowing that the whole school would be talking about him. And not a soul missed the glares he sent their way daring them to confront him on the matter. But only Aria Dumbledore could see the hurt in his eyes, the embarrassment he was feeling and the pain he buried deep down for the way he had treated his friend last night.

Of course, she was angry at him. All of this was his fault. But the sadness she felt for him overcame her own dignity and she wanted to find out what it was all for. What hurt him so badly, that he felt the need to make her feel as low as he did. Aria knew this was yet another mystery of the great Severus Snape which would remain unanswered. The man was an enigma.

*

As expected, the potions master and his apprentice were curtly invited to Headmaster Dumbledore's office after breakfast to explain themselves. It had not taken long for the rumours to spread from the students all the way to the top, and it was clear Aria's grandfather was less than pleased to hear them.

"You will both be well aware of why I called you here this morning, I am sure." Dumbledore begun when the pair entered the Headmasters office. The two merely nodded, letting the old wizard speak.

"Firstly, I must begin by saying how utterly disappointed I am in the two of you. Not only in the events that transpired last night, but moreover the fact that neither of you were professional enough to come to speak to me about this first, before it got out of hand." The headmaster started, taking a seat behind his large oak desk.

Both Aria Dumbledore and Severus Snape bowed their heads in shame, as they stood side by side awkwardly, neither of them daring to look at the other.

"Grandfather I-"

"Miss Dumbledore, in this current professional capacity, I would appreciate if you addressed me as your rightful superior."

"I'm sorry." She replied sheepishly. "Headmaster Dumbledore, I want to apologise for not informing you of what had happened at the Three Broomsticks but as you can see Sever-, Professor Snape did have some injuries that needing tending to and in the state that he was, I didn't think him fit enough to be left unattended to."

As she spoke Severus let out a grunt of disagreement in an attempt to mask his embarrassment.

"Whether that may be the case, Miss Dumbledore, if you are being harassed by another member of staff, your priority should be to inform me, not assist your harasser." Albus scorned.

Snape remained silent, waiting to be spoken too before opening his mouth. He was mortified by his actions in the Three Broomsticks, but even more so by what happened later that night.

"Now, which one of you would like to explain to me what happened, so I can distinguish the truth from some of the student's wild imaginations."

Aria turned her attention to the Potions master who continued to keep his head down, not willing to recall his cruel words.

"I think Professor Snape is best for that job, headmaster." Aria confessed, unwilling to let the man get off so easily.

"Very well. Aria, you may leave us." Dumbledore announced.

"What? But why?" She objected.

"As you so graciously volunteered Severus for the job, I no longer have a reason to keep you back from your duties as a professor." Dumbledore informed her calmly. "Speaking of which, you will be taking all of the potions classes alone for the time being. Professor Snape will be taking a short sabbatical."

Snape's face turned grey at the thought. Not only did he not want this young witch teaching his students, but the mention of a sabbatical made his stomach drop. He knew how he had acted was wrong, but never had it crossed his mind that he could possibly lose his job for what he had done.

"What!?" Aria gasped. "But you can't do that, he-"

"Relax, Aria dear." Dumbledore interrupted. "It is only until I get this business cleared up. With his eye looking as it does the excitement will never settle, you know how students like to gossip. Besides he can take some time to reflect on his actions while it heals." Dumbledore shot Snape a disapproving look.

Aria made to object once again, but this time Severus took the opportunity to shut her up.

"Go, Miss Dumbledore. Do not keep my students waiting." He commanded sourly.

Finally, Aria obeyed, leaving with an uneasy feeling settling in her stomach as she left the two men to talk.

Dumbledore clasped his hands on the desk in front of him and waited patiently for Severus to confess his wrong doings.

"I will not insult you, headmaster, by downplaying my actions from last night. I stupidly let my emotions get the better of me and I thought I could find a solution at the bottom of a bottle of Fire Whiskey, I was wrong. I said disgusting things to your granddaughter and believe me no one can judge me more than I am judging myself right now." Snape could not bring himself to meet the old wizards disappointed gaze.

"And your eye, how did that situation occur." Albus questioned, feeling slightly sorry for the professor, despite the trouble he has caused.

"It was well deserved." Snape admitted. "A 'friend' of your granddaughter's rightfully put a stop to my embarrassing display. I apologise whole heartedly for every mistake I made last night."

"That is all very good and well, Severus. But have you said this to her?"

Severus hung his head.

"I see. May I suggest that be your first port of call." Albus advised.

"Of course."

The Professors sat in dead silence. It was clear both of them were in their own heads more than the conversation.

"Is there something more I should know, Severus?" Dumbledore eyed the man skeptically.

Severus paused for a moment, debating whether to confide in his friend.

"No, sir." He lied. His voice remained void of all emotion.

"Aria could be a great friend to you, Severus. Do not throw that chance away, again. Learn from your past mistakes." The Headmaster warned.

Albus Dumbledore's words resonated with Severus all day. The old man was right. He had once lost his only friend due to a small moment of emotional vulnerability paired with the harshness of his words, he could not re-live that experience. There was only one way to avoid losing Aria from his life completely, any feelings he may have had for her now had to be buried entirely.

*

Storming into her first lesson of the day, the room fell silent upon Aria's entry. The students waited a minute or two, expecting the presence of their most feared professor, which never came.

Aria begun the lessons as Severus always did; silently writing out paragraphs of information for the students to copy. It didn't take long for the fifth years to realise Snape would not be joining them this morning and so they set about asking their more relaxed potions professor all of the questions they were just dying to know the answers to, regarding the events of the previous night.

"Professor Dumbledore, where's Professor Snape, isn't he going to teach us?" It began.

"Unfortunately, today I will be solely be teaching Professor Snape's classes." Aria answered, turning her back on the classroom of students and continued to scribble on the chalk board.

"I heard he shouted at you in front of everyone in the Three Broomsticks yesterday Miss, is that true?" One of the Ravenclaw girls dared to ask.

"You should have seen him." Another laughed. "He was absolutely wrecked, knocked back almost a full bottle of Fire Whiskey apparently."

Aria chose not to respond.

"You were there? What did he say?" A curious Gryffindor inquired, wanting to hear the full story for himself. The two started quietly conversing up the back of the class, letting some more students get their accusations in.

"Is it true you are Karkaroff were caught going at it in the potions cupboard, Miss." Another boy bravely chuckled. "Is that where Snape found you?"

"That's can't be true." Someone else defended, shaking their head in disbelief.

"It is so, didn't you see the two of them at dinner yesterday? He could barely keep his hands off of her." Another whispered.

A few gasps and giggles broke out among the students as they continued to speculate.

"I heard she's the one who punched Snape, did you see his eye today?

"To be fair I don't blame her, he is a bit of a wanker, he probably deserved it."

"Don't be so stupid. It wasn't her; it was her boyfriend, I saw it myself."

"Did Snape actually call you a Slut, Miss?"

The room went quiet anticipating their teacher's response.

"Enough!" She yelled, slamming her hand on the desk as she turned to face them. The class stared at her, stunned.

"I don't want to hear any more of this." She started, putting down her chalk. "I am well aware that some of you may have witnessed the incident that occurred in the Three Broomsticks last night and while Professor Snape's little outburst may have happened extremely publicly, this gives none of you the right to make things worse by making up these stupid stories. I am going to settle this once and for all and I want to hear no more of it, do you understand?" The class nodded silently.

"First off; no, Professor Snape has not been fired, nor would I want him to be. He will resume his position as your potion's professor in a few days' time, and I warn all of you that this nonsense better be done with by then. He will not let you off as lightly as I have done." Aria walked around her desk, resting on the edge as she spoke.

"Secondly, any rumours you have heard regarding me and Headmaster Karkaroff are completely false. Professor Snape got the wrong impression and has now been informed of his mistake. In addition to this, anything you may have heard surrounding me and any other member of staff, or indeed students..." She said through gritted teeth. "... is also false. This includes Professor Snape."

A moment of chatter bubbled among the students, before once again falling silent.

"As for the man I was with, he was nothing more than a friend. And after the way he treated Professor Snape, he is no longer even that. Violence in any form will not be tolerated, no matter the circumstances. I will personally deal with any student supporting the actions of this man or the harming of Professor Snape, regardless of anything he may or may not have said." Aria finished.

"Is all of this abundantly clear?" She asked the class, receiving a chorus of agreement in response.

Aria let the students know to spread this information throughout the school to combat the rumours surrounding her and Severus Snape's altercation, and they graciously obliged. She received very little harassment or questions for the rest of the day, although she knew it was almost impossible to put an end to all of the speculations this early on.

*

Whilst packing up her papers to return to her quarters for an early night, Aria was startled by a sharp knock on the door.

"Come in." She called, not bothering to stop what she was doing. It wasn't until he was standing right in front of her did Aria even recognise who it was. "Severus." The professor said in shock. "Knocking to get into your own class room now?"

"As it were, this appears to be your classroom for the time being, Miss Dumbledore." He droned, watching her intently as she went about her business.

"For a few days at least, it seems." She shrugged. "Is there something I can help you with?"

"I came for an update on my classes' progression. While I might not be teaching them, this does not mean I am willing to relinquish all of my responsibilities quite yet. I don't imagine you have anything prepared." He sneered, continuing to analyse the desk.

"Actually, Professor Snape, I have." She retorted, handing him a small binder. "There you will find every class organised by year and then by level of difficulty; I have written a small summary of what we covered in the classes and how far we hope to progress. All students are listed individually and sorted by house, each detailing how well they coped with the lesson and what they need to work on. I shall give you another update tomorrow, and each day after until you are back. Happy?" She smirked.

"Very impressive." He hummed, unamused, snatching the binder from her and making to leave.

As Snape reached the exit, one hand holding the door ajar, he let his fingers tap on the wood indecisively. Letting out a small huff of breath Severus turned on his heel, re-entering the classroom as he remembered his promise to the headmaster.

"There is one more thing, Miss Dumbledore." The potions master announced, bringing her back to his attention.

"Mmhmm." Aria hummed, continued to flick through her papers, making sure she had what she needed.

"If you could actually pay attention, Miss Dumbledore, I would be able to get out of your hair much faster." Severus hissed through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to roll his eyes.

"What do you want, Severus." His apprentice huffed. "I do have things to be getting on with. Spit it out."

Snape clenched his jaw and pursed his lips, trying his damn best not to insult the girl.

Couldn't she just listen for five seconds when he was actually trying to be nice to her? He thought.

"I... I want you to know." Snape stuttered, coughing to clear his throat. "I need you to know. Everything I said last night, I didn't mean any of it. I was drunk, and sometimes emotions that we would all like to keep hidden show themselves, do you understand?"

"I get it, Severus. I know you wouldn't have said those things under normal circumstances. You were stressed." Aria accepted, immediately going back to her piles of parchment.

"Look at me." Snape snapped. "You do not understand. I am apologising for my actions in the Three Broomsticks, of course I am. But the point I would most like to stress is... Can we just forget yesterday never happened? All of it."

Aria stared deep into the Professor's eyes knowing he was desperate for her attention. Ignoring the fact he was battered and bruised, she could see the pain in his eyes. The desperateness for her to agree with him, to forget that anything ever happened between them, or rather could have happened.

"Don't worry about it, Severus. Nothing happened as far as I am concerned." She reached out to him, resting a hand on his bicep and flashing a comforting smile.

A hint of a smile threatened on Severus' lips. But as soon as it came it was gone once again. Snape stepped away from the woman, letting her get on with her work.

"Can we agree on one thing, Severus?" Aria asked, keeping her attention on him finally. Snape nodded, allowing her to continue. "The students are having a field day with all of this. I think it would be in everyone's interest for us to try and get along. Hopefully it will dull down a lot of the rumours if they see us acting civil. What do you think? Friends?" She proposed.

Snape let out a small huff of amusement, letting the sides of his lips curl up, contently.

"Friends." He agreed, stepping out of the room quietly.

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