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honeyhotteoks · 2 years ago

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HOLD ON, HOLD ON, HOLD ON, HOLD TF ONNNN. i’m here in my dorm during easter break, trying to get my life together before exam season. going about my day after sending an appreciation ask to my lovely baby chai to come back to ita2 asks flooding her blog??? if i don’t say that i’m ITCHING in my fucking sleep for this to be released idk if y’all would take my excitement for these wishes to come true SERIOUSLY.

first off!! vacation ot8 scene with our lovely mc?? i’m sorry but now it’s a MUST. argue with the wall! i would also like to add that i’m comfortable not having all members rail her the same day since it’s not realistic. nsfw!!! + tmi (?) idk about y’all but more than 3 orgasms in a row would deffo make me pass out. not saying this from exact experience but y’know… just putting things into perspective hehe. on top of that, i’m not sure if all the boys have a voyeurism kink like someone said but um… who knows, y’know?

second in line, mingi having a whole jerk off scene… i’m vouching for that!!! i’ve been rewatching my concert vids from back in feb and caught myself loosing my shit to mingi dancing during ‘fireworks (i’m the one) remix ver.’ in addition to yuyu coming for my life right after i lost half my vocal chords to mr. fix on himself. honestly, both my tall boys were forcing my sanity leave the mf chat in a feather passive aggressive way.

it’s worth noting that i agree with the anon that is mingi biased. in the fandom, i’ve only seen mingi being depicted as either a fuck boy or himbo. although i’m san biased, i cannot stand the way this got picked up and ran with. i agree with mingi anon because mingi is a quiet and multi-layered person. i think it has to do with some fans being young or not able to detach his stage persona to his individual self. this goes for all members.

i’d love to mention how now i want yungi to have a sober, steamy session with mc in tnt. is it weird that i would probably want mingi to take pics of the whole thing cuz i find it hot? i, irl, would NEVER and i mean NEVER do such things cuz i’m super paranoid myself. however coma, it doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s a turn on for me and i would love to see it depicted in the beautiful world of the tnt series. also i’m not trying to ironically refer to ita.

this perfectly segues into the whole dubcon/noncon point i wanted to add my 2 cents in. i have to agree with what an anon and chai already mentioned about this topic. for me, the clear difference from noncon and my depiction of real consent is having an actual sober conversation about the topic prior to any sexual activities. all parties being of age (meaning an adult and legally responsible for their own actions). no peer pressure involved and everything, if not thoroughly, well discussed. next stage would be incorporating and maintaining, either, an all stopping safe word or a clear colour system throughout any sort of sexual activity. it’s about keeping everyone happy and safe so it is definitely a must. next, trust is key to make it work. i feel like you require a certain amount of trust in the other parties involved to actually enjoy and feed into some fantasies. now, the only setting that this would work in is an established relationship involving all parties. this cannot be on a whim and it eliminates most of the huge risky variables that could make anything go wrong. i just don’t see myself reading or writing anything that steps outside of what i’ve mentioned.

i want to point out that some of the kinks that i’ve mostly seen in this community are common paraphilia. for example, voyeurism is observing private activities of unaware individuals, exhibitionism is exposure of genitals to strangers. note how in a realistic situation outside of fantasy, e.g, in a news article or part of daily gossip, these paraphilia would probably be shunned upon. an example: guy A watches couple B having sex in a public restroom. first, guy A is showing clear traits of voyeurism by watching couple B without them knowing. similarly, couple B is showing clear traits of exhibitionism by having sexual intercourse in a public space. if you read about this online or you heard people at work discussing it, wouldn’t it make you uncomfortable? guy A is weirdo for watching, right? couple B shouldn’t be fucking in front of strangers, right? of course, like i just did above, with certain rules + desires + circumstances added to these paraphilia it wouldn’t sound as bad and be almost acceptable, e.g, Hongjoong watches you and Seonghwa have sex in the office’s restroom after discussing your boundaries at home yesterday. there is an established polyamorous relationship going on, rules/boundaries in place and the individuals involved are of age. isn’t this more appealing/okay although it’s still paraphilia? come on, think about it.

now for the hardest part to grasp. i, personally, like dubcon/somnophilia. i’m an adult and i know exactly what it entails. to be more transparent, i like being really submissive, degradation and praise, pet names such as good girl, pretty girl, doll, princess, kitten, you name it, daddy kink, corruption kink, impact play and all of that good stuff. now, in an established relationship scenario where boundaries have been spoke about and colour system has been depicted, I, me, myself would be perfectly okay and even turned on by my male partner touching me in my sleep. put into play all my kinks, him being trusting, respectful and caring of me. with us both being of age then it’s a green light for me. AGAIN, personally. this is not to represent anybody else’s thoughts on the same matter.

so, in order to fully understand the extent of what is and isn’t consenting is as grey as other kinks with the hard exception of minors being involved. everything i mentioned HAS to involve able to consent adults, please don’t misunderstand me.

i hope this isn’t too much to digest but this made me really think about my own kinks and turn ons.

please for the love of god, i’m not speaking for chai in anyway!! do not twist my words pretty please🥺

other than that have a good day everyone!! and chai you’re always loved. take care and remember to drink water. mwah😘

WAIT HI HELLO - welcome to your kink manifesto i love it. I have so many thoughts and i'm going to go in order lol:

ITA2 / Run the train --- Yeah, I honestly think in real life there's absolutely zero chance of this happening. Running the train / gangbangs in general are like..... not common despite what porn would lead people to believe and i don't think most people would be willing. that being said...... this is fiction and this is fun so i'm saying screw it. i also feel like what a writing challenge..... how will i actually be able to describe nine different people getting it on??? only time will tell lmao

fully heard on mingi and yunho, hence me going feral and writing tnt and i don't want to spoil too much about that fic, but i'm heavily nodding along on the sober steamy scene if you know what i mean

on the dubcon/noncon conversation i totally agree, and since you kind of laid out so many good points, i wanted to add some of my own opinion to the mix since i think you did a great job of breaking out what does and doesn't equal good consent and what fantasy headspace is for. so:

in my opinion, it's perfectly acceptable and understandable to have a noncon kink, somno or more than that potentially. i've seen a lot of discourse in the fic community over the years and the idea of noncon or even straight up r*pe play always gets discussed and often times there's this polarized opinion of like "if you read/write this, you're an awful person". but if you actually consider consensual conversations with respect to those kinks.... isn't this just roleplay? for example, in my hwa fic 'his sweet girl' they have a fully pre-defined conversation about somno, so boundaries are clear and the color system is incorporated. they're of age, everyone's happy and getting off, and for me, that's perfectly acceptable and consensual.

i've also read fic in this fandom and outside of it where it's kind of a hunter/prey vibe or even straight up home invasion, but at the end of the fic there's usually a moment where both parties check in with each other, discuss how it was consensual, etc. in the same vein as what you're saying with voyeurism. don't even get me started on yandere, i could write a whole novel just about that. and while i haven't written something like this myself, i've certainly read it, and i think it's completely fine to read/write, particularly when the consent is handled well.

however, i'll go so far as to say noncon that is true noncon is also okay to read/write. however, this is not something i am comfortable writing and will never write. i think if someone is writing that, it needs to be more than explicitly called out in the tags and warnings because that could be beyond triggering content for some readers. but honestly, that's the great thing about fic. there's something for everyone, and as long as fic writers are being transparent in their work and tags, and fic readers are being responsible to only consume content they feel safe with, everyone is okay.

i also think there's something to be said for what gets you off/what you like in fantasy, and what you like in real life. i'll be completely honest, i've read a lot of noncon in my life and i'm perfectly fine with it. does that mean i want to experience that with an intimate partner? absolutely fucking not, but sometimes that smut hits for me. i write things like pet play, harder bdsm concepts, or even literally running the train...... do i find it hot and amazing in fantasy? yes. do i do all of this in my personal life and would i want to? probably not. and to be clear, that's me and my personal boundary, but i think it's important to have conversations about this line between fantasy space and real life when it comes to smut.

the biggest thing that i'll say is to reiterate your point about consenting adults. i could not agree more there. i think playing around with 'harder' kinks and taboos is fine as long as everyone is safe and consenting and OF AGE.

i would also say this is important when consuming fic. i'm sure that there are minors reading my fic, i cannot control what everyone on the internet does. i read and wrote a lot of fic as a minor, including smut, and it wasn't very good... but i was a young person exploring my understanding of sex and sexuality. i get it. however, i am not comfortable in any way engaging on these conversations with minors nor do i want to know if they're reading my fic. again, i'd prefer it if you didn't but i can't control who interacts with things i post on a public platform, i can only hope i'm being a safe writer for everyone and that my readers are reading responsibly.

for me, even though this is 'just fanfiction', i really believe that as a writer i have a responsibility to be transparent and safe for readers. this is why i always ask if i miss tags, and want to have conversations like this. i spent way too many years as a sexually repressed evangelical christian shamefully trying to understand sex, sexuality, and desire to keep quiet now. i personally lived in an environment that was not emotionally safe, and i really deeply believe that even with something as silly as fanfiction, we have an opportunity to be better.

anyways, sorry that i basically used your manifesto of an ask to have my own tmi manifesto, but hey, here we are. if anyone has any thoughts on this, i'm more than happy to continue the dialogue. i went to school for literature so any time i get to nerd out about writing and big social concepts, i'm in my happy place.

#honeyhotteoks thoughts #this is a big one lmao look at us go #debating the big issues LOL

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1d1195 · 8 months ago

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I LOVE THE BURN! And you could spoil the entire plot and I would still EAT IT UP!

It is a bit ‘sad’ to look at it that way especially experiencing such intense emotions that are often not the best. I would not wish it upon anyone even on my worst days. But for me I guess in irl I don’t ever really feel that people see me for me so even if its through here it feels nice to know i'm not weird lol

OMG TWIN FLAME VIBES 😭 That’s so true 😭and it’s so sweet to think of it that way! It honestly feels like we were meant to meet again in this lifetime 💗

There will always be people who will critique everything that you do/post. No matter if it’s your best or worst. But I really do believe you have good judgment when it comes to these things. It’s so sad to see people just leave mean feedback to you and other writers on here. The majority of the time no one is doing any harm with their posts, so I have no idea why people have so much entitlement to those things. Like Dryer Sheets was SUCH A GOOD STORY! I suffered so much(in a GOOD way) with them because their characters and situations were so complex! But I loved it so much!! But watching it update in real time felt so frustrating as a reader only because OF OTHER READERS WHO WERE NOT GIVING IT A CHANCE! I think at that time I probably wrote my longest ask solely because I was defending Harry and the MC lol I'm so sad you are dreading your update for them :( I personally would LOVE to see what you have for them in separate little updates just so you can have freedom of exploring their relationship/dynamic! Like there was so much more to be explored! BUT I do understand why you would want to cram everything because I could not imagine just seeing those types of anons coming your way. It hurts no matter how long you've been doing this. Either way, whatever you see best, I AM HERE FOR IT!

Also, YOU DON'T SOUND CONCEITED! You are so sweet and I'm glad that you are aware of it!

Now the new Dolcezza extra BESTIE?! WTF THAT WAS SO GOOD! I AM SCREAMING THE SUSPENSE WAS TOO GOOD! I was so immersed it felt like I was watching a scene from a movie unfold! I loved how the beginning was set up with them trying to figure out and put everything together! When i tell you every time he called her "honey" I WANTED TO VOM! But my girl is so smart, of course she came up with the "date" idea! But reading Harry go to the other tables and telling them to not let her leave with him 😭 PAIN but it was the good kind! I really LOVE when you write suspense/action scenes! You do this type of drama so well, like I was scared for her even though I already know she will in the end be safe! This was so good bestie!

Sending you the best vibes! Hope you are treating yourself well! love you lots!-💜

YOU'RE DEF NOT WEIRD (or if you are, I am too and I'm pretty comfy about that so don't worry)

😭 I loved writing Love and Dryer Sheets. It was so different than every other story I've written and I agree, it was one of my most complex couples. I'm sad I don't love it that much anymore. It just felt like something I had to finish by the end. I have a couple cute things lined up for them (I don't think I could do anymore angst with them, they've both suffered enough hahaha). I'll definitely consider not cramming everything together 😊

I'm so glad you liked it! 💕 It's so nice of you to say that I do drama/suspense well because I think I struggle with it (thinking of how stressed I was writing Protection Part 8-10). However, I'm not the one reading it for the first time, I guess? That sounds dumb of me. But to me, it's just like words on my screen that I've written, it came from my brain. I don't see it as suspenseful if that makes sense because I processed it already I guess? 😂 BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm glad it came out well, I do really like this version as well (although I think it kind of rushed toward the end to get back in her apartment so it would line up with the remainder of the story but whatever, that's not why I wrote it! 🤭)

Hope you have a fun weekend planned, bestie!

xoxo

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anonymous-dee · 2 years ago

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The MC Who Cried Wolf

Summary: Glancing at your DDD, eyes fleeting between the newest messages and the demon before you, you couldn’t believe that no one was taking you seriously.

Considering the prank you had pulled merely a week or so ago, it wasn’t surprising. But if you had known the situation you were going to get yourself into at the time, you would never have pulled a prank like that.

Because now you were really in danger.

Notes: Hi guys! This fic alternates between the chatroom and prose, so there's a good amount of both! I promise the entire fic is not in shorthand!

ALSO! IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNINGS FIRST AND DON'T CONTINUE IF YOU ARE UNCOMFY WITH THE AFOREMENTIONED VIBES!!!

Trigger Warnings: BLOOD, VIOLENCE, K*DNAPPING, SUS DEMON, ANGST W/ HAPPY ENDING, PANIC ATTACK, MC GETS HURT, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS

~In the group chat~

Everyone is online.

(Y/N): Hey guys...

Mammon: Oi, human! Where have ya been?

Satan: I do believe they went shopping earlier this morning.

Asmo: Shopping? Without me? (Y/N)! You promised to take me with you next time!

Satan: Maybe it would be more productive of you to spend your allowance on something productive , like a book.

Asmo: You act like I didn’t see you spending 1000 Grimm on cat supplies the other day! We don’t even own any cats!

Beel: Satan has a cat? Can I have a dog?

Lucifer: Satan, are you hiding another stray cat from me again? If I find out that you’ve been keeping this a secret from me, there will be serious repercussions

Levi: Keep your cat away from Henry!!!

Mammon: Oi, the human’s been real quiet don’t you think? (Y/N), wake up!

Asmo: They did say they were shopping (without me). They’re probably not looking at their phone.

Beel: I hope they’re buying some food. I’m getting hungry...

(Y/N): There’s someone coming closer

Levi: Lmaaao another lyric prank? We’re not gonna fall for that again lol.

Satan: Did you not learn your lesson last time? Please don’t joke around like that again.

Asmo: Sweetie, just hurry up and come home! I wanna see what you bought!

Belphie: If you’re going to pull a prank, let’s do it on Lucifer instead. Not on the rest of us.

Beel: Belphie, you’re awake?

Lucifer: Belphie.

Satan: I agree with that one, Belphie. (Y/N), when are you planning on coming home?

Mammon: Why do humans walk so frickin’ slow? It’s gonna take them forever to come back, so one of us should go pick them up from the store!

Lucifer: Why isn’t anyone with them? Did I not specify that they were to have an escort on them at all times?

Levi: Don’t look at me! I didn’t even know they were going out!

Asmo: I would have gone if (Y/N) invited me!

Lucifer: Whatever. (Y/N), send me your location and I will head that way. Apparently all of my brothers are idiots.

Asmo: So mean!

Mammon: I’m not an idiot!

Lucifer: Silence. (Y/N), which store are you in?

Lucifer: (Y/N)?

Levi: (Y/N) totally got weirded out from Lucifer’s scary energy rofl lmao

Satan: It’s not hard to see how. Lucifer doesn’t know how to control himself when it comes to his temper.

Beel: Is Lucifer angry?

Asmo: You’re one to talk, Satan! That’s why (Y/N) needs to spend more time with me instead of you OR Lucifer! Besides, who doesn’t want to spend time with the most handsome demon in all of the Devildom~?

Belphie: (Y/N), ignore Lucifer okay? If you send me your location I’ll have Beel come and get you.

Beel: I’ll be happy to come pick you up, (Y/N). :)

Satan: Belphie, why are you offering for Beel to go get them? Why can’t you go yourself?

Belphie: sleepyzzzzzzzz...

Beel: Belphie nodded off to sleep again

(Y/N): He’s following me

Beel: (Y/N), we know it’s a prank. Hurry and cut it out before Lucifer gets mad again.

Mammon: Beel is right! Just admit it’s a prank before Lucifer punishes ya again! I don’t even wanna think about what happened last time...

Asmo: I’ll take your place, (Y/N)! I’ll take all of Lucifer’s punishments~

Lucifer: Asmo, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind me taking all of your skincare products for the rest of the week?

Asmo: NEVERMIND! (Y/N) COME ON AND HURRY BACK HOME!

Lucifer: In all seriousness, (Y/N). Stop this nonsense at once. You can either return home or one of us will come and get you.

(Y/N): I’m scared

Mammon: He’s not gonna do anything if ya come home right now! You’ll get to luck out on another punishment!

Beel: You have nothing to be afraid of, right? Lucifer won’t punish you if you’re coming home now.

Levi: Just came back from grinding in Doki Doki Magical Girl Heart Cafe Dating Simulator 2... (Y/N) isn’t heading back yet? Oi, (Y/N)! You said you would be back before dinner so we could play in multiplayer mode!!!

Satan: Again with the long titles...

Levi: It’s a really good game, Satan! You normies wouldn’t understand the logistics of running a tycoon based game with an influx of regular NPC’s who have a plethora of different requests and--

Satan: We get it, Levi.

Mammon: Does that game involve making money?

Levi: Of course he shows up when the topic turns to money. YOU STILL OWE ME MY MONEY, YOU SCUMBAG!!!

Mammon: I don’t have the money right now! I can’t give you what I don’t have!

Levi: YOU PROBABLY WASTED IT ALL GAMBLING AT THE CASINO!!!

Mammon: It wasn’t a waste! I was about to hit the jackpot!!

Levi: SURE YOU WERE, FRICKIN’ NORMIE. WORST OF THE WORST. ABSOLUTE TRASH.

Beel: Don’t mind them, (Y/N). I’ll make sure no one is arguing when you get back. Is that why you’re avoiding the chat?

Beel: (Y/N)?

(Y/N): I’m onfdskhg

Lucifer: ?

Levi: ghdlgjfdsln

Mammon: Sksksksskksks? Cha-ching? Money making machine?

Belphie: Stop spamming the chat with gibberish.

Satan: (Y/N), did your hand slip or something?

Levi: I thought they might respond again if I keyboard smashed, but I guess I was wrong RIP

Asmo: (Y/N) Dearest, where has my darling (Y/N) gone?

Mammon: Your darling? I was THEIR FIRST , ya know! Have some respect!

Satan: I checked their location status, but it was turned off.

Beel: (Y/N), I think you’re taking this prank too far. Lucifer is already getting upset.

Levi: They turned it off? Sounds like something they would do for the sake of a prank. Can we get an F in the chat for (Y/N)’s soul when they get back from this lololol?

Belphie: F

Beel: What does F mean?

Levi: Sigh, normies will never understand.

Lucifer: (Y/N), why did you turn off your location services? Lord Diavolo told you to never turn it off, remember? Are you going against his word?

Belphie: It’s always about Lord Diavolo, isn’t it?

Lucifer: Belphegor, hush. (Y/N), you understand why we keep it on, right? It’s for your safety. Turn it back on so we can see where you are.

Satan: I mean, if I found out that Lucifer was stalking my location 24/7 I would turn it off in a heartbeat. Just saying.

Asmo: (Y/N)~! Just tell us where you ran off to~! I promise Luci-chan won’t be mad at you!

Lucifer: Don’t make promises for me. And don’t call me that.

Outside of the chat, you were on the verge of giving up your cry for help. You wanted to be subtle about it; sending short, quick messages was the easiest way to NOT draw the creep’s attention.

You had resorted to sending quick messages with one hand, the other latched firmly on the buttons trailing down from your shirt collar. Your eyes peered at the demon before you as you took a few steps back.

“Why don’t we talk outside?” asked the demon. “This clothes shop must be boring for a little human like yourself. I can treat you to much better than this ol’ thrift store.” As he spoke, he waved a clawed hand over his head, gesturing to the little clothing store you had stepped inside.

You were farther from the House of Lamentation than you felt comfortable with. It was on the far side of the downtown area.

I knew I shouldn’t have come here alone, but sometimes I want to shop by myself! You thought, your back thumping against a rack of clothes.

Glancing at your phone, eyes fleeting between the newest messages and the demon before you, you couldn’t believe that no one was taking you seriously.

“No thank you." (Y/N) couldn’t back up any further. “I’m actually about to head back home.”

“Where do you live? Surely an attractive human like yourself doesn’t live around these parts. It’s dangerous around here for a frail human.” As the demon said this, he licked his lips and eyed you up and down.

You didn’t know what to say. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and anxiety was making your legs shake.

Wait! My pact!

“Hear me, denizens of the darkness, you who are born of shadow and--” Before you could finish the spell, (apparently the demon realized what you were up to), the demon quickly grabbed your wrist and yanked you forward.

“Not another word! Now let’s go!” In the process, you dropped your phone.

You lamented over the abandoned DDD as the demon began to pull you away. Apparently the demon noticed this, and chose to turn around. He didn’t loosen his grasp on your wrist as he pocketed the device and hurried out of the thrift shop with you in tow.

~In the group chat~

Beel: I’m hungry. Who’s turn is it to cook again?

Satan: It was (Y/N)’s turn, but it’s already starting to get late. Are they not home yet?

Beel: Nobody was in the kitchen when I went there to get a snack.

Asmo: Eating a snack right before dinner isn’t healthy! Anyways, (Y/N)’s probably on their way back! When I come back from shopping, my arms are always full of bags so I can never text!

Levi: Typical Asmo. (Y/N), can you hurry up and come home? We already missed the multiplayer event on Doki Doki Magical Girl Heart Cafe Dating Simulator 2, but we can still make the final episode premiere of My girlfriend was turned into a witch but now she doesn’t know how to control her powers and I think she started the apocalypse so now I have to fix it! season 2.

Satan: I don’t even want to know.

Mammon: I don’t understand what Levi said at all!

Levi: You all suck!

Lucifer: I called (Y/N), but they didn’t answer. Has anyone heard from them since they tried to prank us earlier?

Beel: I haven’t heard anything.

Belphie: I dozed off but haven’t gotten any messages from them.

Asmo: Like I said, they’re probably carrying a bunch of stuff!

Lucifer: I would hope not. They forgot their wallet at home.

Levi: ?!

Asmo: ?!

Satan: ?!

Mammon: >:)

Lucifer: Mammon.

Mammon: JUST KIDDING!

Beel: I’m starting to get worried. Why won’t they answer their calls?

Belphie: Maybe their phone is dead and they got lost?

Mammon: Wouldn’t they use one of their pacts?

Levi: Hold up, Mammon actually has a point for once. If they were lost, they would definitely summon one of us to take them back home.

Lucifer: I will go out to the shopping area and search for them. Maybe they panicked and forgot about our pacts.

Levi: It’s unlikely they forgot, it’s drilled into their head almost everyday at RAD lmao.

Satan: Our pacts are really important to them. They wouldn’t just forget about them. Maybe they would forget about YOURS, Lucifer. But definitely not MINE.

Lucifer: I will ignore your remark for the time being until I get back, Satan. I will keep the chat updated if I find them.

Outside of the chat...

The nameless demon brought you to his home, which looked more like a sewer than a house, but nevertheless...

You tried summoning your pacts several times, to which the demon finally got fed up and tied a cloth around your mouth to prevent you from speaking.

With your mouth, hands, and ankles tied, you could do nothing but sit on the floor (and occasionally wriggle to try and escape your restraints).

Apparently, this demon was very talented in tying ropes and the like, so it didn’t seem like you would be getting out any time soon.

The brothers don’t know where I am... Will they ever find me? Will he keep me trapped here until I die? You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to the worst possible scenario. Usually one of the brothers was with you to prevent a situation like this from happening in the first place.

I’M SO STUPID! I should have invited Asmo or Mammon to come along with me...’ Tears welled up in your eyes, and without any way to wipe them, they strolled down your cheeks.

The demon seemed to appreciate the horrific gesture.

“Those tears of yours look tasty.” Yanking you up by the collar, the demon licked the stream of tears protruding from your eyes before tossing you back to the ground. “I want to make you cry for me even more.”

Your stomach sank, and a cold chill shivered down your spine.

The demon grinned and kicked you in the ribs with a terrifying speed. One kick. Two kicks. Three. Four.

As each blow knocked the wind out of you, you couldn’t help but whimper from the pain. You also knew that would probably lead him on further, but how could you help it? After the demon’s assault had seemingly finished, he decided to take a break for the time being.

“You really wear me out, human!” Grinning from ear to ear, he ruffled the top of your head as if he didn’t just land several blows to your midsection.

His soft grip, however, soon turned into a tight yank, and you were dragged across the floor by your hair towards the other end of the room. The demon stomped on a particular switch, from which an underground passage emerged from two of the floor panels.

“Aight, I’ll be back later. Have fun, okay?” Without warning, the demon let go of your hair, allowing you to tumble down the concrete staircase with no way for you to brace yourself.

Against the cold concrete floor, you ached in pain from the concussion you had most likely endured, among other injuries from your tumble.

~~~

Several hours into the night, the House of Lamentation had heard nothing back from their beloved human.

Lord Diavolo had already been made aware of the issue as soon as it began to get dark, and currently had three search parties deployed.

“Don’t worry about it, we’ll have them back safe and sound,” Diavolo had said, although now those words sounded like false hope.

“This better not be a joke.” Of course, Lucifer was locked up in his room, hands clenched under his chin as he rested his elbows on the coffee table. He was deep in thought, wondering where you could have run off to.

However, a quick series of knocks tore him from his train of thought, and he stepped over towards the door to see who was asking for him at this hour. He rolled his eyes as he opened the door and found Mammon on the other side.

“You will not be using this chaos to get ahold of my credit card.”

However, when Mammon said nothing, Lucifer took a closer look at his younger brother. It appeared as though the second born hadn’t registered a single word Lucifer had said.

Mammon’s chest heaved up and down, his hands barely gripping onto his DDD.

“L-Lucif..Lu...er.” Through jagged, shaking breaths, Mammon looked up into Lucifer’s eyes with a wide, scared expression. It had been a very, very long time since Mammon had come to Lucifer looking this disheveled.

“Mammon?” Lucifer pulled Mammon into his room and shut the door behind him. “What has gotten into you?” His tone came out more worried than he had intended.

“Luc...Luci..” Unable to control his breathing, Mammon choked on air, and a crackled sob forced its way out of his mouth along with several tears.

He shook his head, as if trying to erase something from his memory.

Lucifer was almost unsure of what to do. He was not the best demon at comforting people... Why didn’t he go to someone like Asmo? Or Beel?

“Tell me what happened,” said Lucifer.

“I- It,” sniffle, “I, I s-saw them,” involuntary sob, “th-they, Lucif... you, and...” as Mammon’s words flowed together with the sounds of his panic attack, Lucifer realized that he was not going to get an answer this way.

“You saw them? Who? (Y/N)?” Lucifer shook Mammon’s shoulders, as if doing so would snap him out of it.

“I cou-couldn’t! T-They!” Mammon broke down into tears again, and if Lucifer hadn’t been gripping his shoulders he would have crumpled to the floor.

Lucifer felt all of Mammon’s weight begin to fall into his grasp, and he lowered him down to the floor.

“Mammon. I need you to look at me,” Lucifer’s voice was unusually soft, as he only ever used this tone of voice with you.

Mammon looked up at him, DDD momentarily forgotten next to him on the floor.

“Whatever has happened, I will take care of it. Do you understand? You are not in trouble.” A rare statement indeed from the Avatar of Pride, but right now he needed information. And he needed Mammon to stop panicking.

Mammon clenched his eyes shut, gripping onto Lucifer’s shirt and burying his face into his brother’s chest. His own chest still heaved up and down, as he was unable to control the breaths that forced their way in and out of his lungs.

With a shaky hand, Mammon grabbed the DDD from the floor and slapped it into Lucifer’s palm.

“Your DDD? What about it? I don’t understand.” Lucifer pushed Mammon back and stared into his reddening and swollen eyes, as if they had the answers to why Mammon was acting like this.

“I-I was... I was sleepin’, and...” Through ragged breaths, Mammon tried his best to explain what had happened, “...and a-and... a call, and (Y/N), and they were there! AND SOMEONE ELSE WAS THERE, AND I COULDN’T SEE THEM AND THEY CALLED FOR ME AND I-” He broke down again into Lucifer’s arms.

“(Y/N)? You talked to (Y/N)?”

“Somethin’ happened... somethin’ bad... t-they were bleedin’ and they couldn’t call for us...” Mammon mumbled, the mere frustration of the situation overwhelming his very soul.

Lucifer said nothing as Mammon’s story began to process in his head.

“They... They were there... and these demons were hurting them...” he continued. “They laughed at us.”

Looking up at Lucifer like a small child separated from his mother at a grocery store, Mammon cried, “Please, help them.”

Lucifer glanced down at Mammon’s DDD. When he unlocked the screen, the first image that appeared before him was a screenshot of a recent DevilTime video call.

As he peered at the image before him, Lucifer felt as though someone had stabbed him directly in the chest.

You were in the image, your face badly beaten and bruised. Your eyes were swollen (most likely from crying) and there was a demon holding you up by your hair.

The demon’s face was partially cut out of the picture, but still within the frame.

~In the group chat~

Lucifer: We fucked up.

Levi: Huh? What do you mean?

Satan: Did you hear back from (Y/N) yet? What do you mean we fucked up?

Belphie: Beel just woke me up... Did (Y/N) come back?

Lucifer: Levi, I am going to send you an image, and I want you to find the location where it was recorded.

Levi: ?

Levi: Oh, I just got something. Lemme check...

Beel: An image?

Satan: I’m guessing someone saw them? That’s a relief.

Levi: Lucifer, this...

Lucifer: I know. Please, Leviathan.

Belphie: Since when does Lucifer say ‘please’?

Levi: It will take some time for me to pull up the coordinates.

Mammon: Levi,

Mammon: Hurry. Please.

Levi: typingwithonehand, i’mgoingasfastasican!

Belphie: Don’t tell me (Y/N) is in danger...

Satan: Mammon, is that true?

Mammon: ...

Satan: MAMMON, TELL ME.

Mammon: We fucked up.

Satan: WHERE ARE THEY? LEVI, DID YOU FIND THEM YET? HOW COULD WE HAVE BEEN SO DAMN STUPID?

Belphie: Someone is going to die tonight.

Beel: We should have listened to them, even though we thought it was a prank...

Levi: *coordinates sent* I have the coordinates. I can assume we’re all going to go?

Belphie: Fuck yes. I’m going to tear the limbs off of the demon who took our precious human.

Satan: I’ll torture them slowly and painfully.

Asmo: We found (Y/N)? I’m coming! This is slightly more important than my beauty sleep!

Beel: I’m already waiting in the foyer.

Lucifer: Mammon, will you be joining us as well?

Mammon: ... Ye. The Great Mammon has to teach these guys a valuable lesson.

Outside of the chat...

You groaned as the evil demon dug his claw into your side, tearing a sharp bloody line across your flesh.

“I’m starting to get a bit hungry, ya know? These small dollops of human blood aren't’ doing it for me anymore.” The demon licked the blood that was dripping down your waist. “I’m so tempted to just take a bite!”

Licking his lips, the demon added: “Human blood is the best! It’s so damn sweet!”

At this point, the fear that you felt had started to make your senses go numb. Of course, every attack was excruciatingly painful, but it was as if the max amount of terror had been met long ago.

That’s it... Nobody is going to come for me... I’m going to die here. You thought, submitting yourself to another set of fresh tears. Considering how dehydrated you were, you were surprised you could shed them at all. At least I got to see Mammon before I die... I must have spooked him, though...

“Who the FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” The sound of various familiar voices jostled you from your thoughts of death, and you opened your eyes to find your seven saviors standing before you.

Mammon tackled you in the biggest hug he had ever given anyone.

“(Y/N)...” He sobbed into your shoulder, forgetting to remove the restraints beforehand. “(Y/N), you’re okay.”

You chuckled softly. The hug pushed up against your various cuts and bruises, but you were thankful nonetheless. You nodded weakly, your body gaining a growing sense of heaviness as the seconds marched forward.

“Take their restraints off first, idiot!” Asmo’s voice wailed from behind them.

The Avatar of Lust gently removed the magic ties from your mouth, wrists, and ankles.

“Oh dear, your beautiful skin...” Asmo ran a finger across some of the exposed bruises lining your arm. “I’m so sorry...”

The sounds of torture echoing through the room made your skin crawl, and goosebumps formed on the back of your neck. Satan, Belphie, and Lucifer had surprisingly teamed up to take on the kidnapper.

Of course, the trio were three of the most powerful demons in the Devildom. There was no issue in terms of strength, but as for how long they could keep him alive before they could force him to endure a slow and painful death, that was another story...

“Here...” Beel sat next to you, a bottle of water in hand. “Drink some. It has electrolytes so your strength can come back.”

Pressing the tip of the bottle against your lips, he looked a little relieved when you began to drink the liquid.

“Ah... thank you Beel.” Your voice was so fragile and quiet that Beel wanted to cry. How long had you been screaming for your voice to end up like this?

“(Y/N), I’m sorry. We didn’t know...”

You shook your head slightly, the mere action making you dizzy (probably from the concussion).

Levi was awkwardly standing off to the side, unsure of what to say. He too had been a part of the masses; he too had failed you. Would you even consider him a friend after this? It would make sense.

Finally, the screams of torture were put to a halt as the kidnapper demon passed out.

“We aren’t done with him yet,” Belphie said, “but for now, we’ll leave him tied up here so Barbatos can teleport him to the torture chambers.”

The rest of the brothers accepted this without question.

Lucifer, having gotten most if not all of the anger out of his system, felt hollow. Slowly stepping over to you, he bent down to one knee. One of his gloved hands tilted your chin upwards so that the two of you were able to lock eyes.

He noticed the bruises. The scratches. The injuries. The blood seeping from your shirt on your right side.

“I’m truly and deeply sorry.” Lucifer looked down, as if bowing down to you. “I will not ask for your forgiveness. We have failed you.”

You shook your head, a rough set of coughs erupting from your core and sending the vertigo back into motion.

“Thank you... for rescuing me...” Your words were as fragile as a thin piece of glass, and it shattered Lucifer’s heart.

“You’re safe now, (Y/N). I promise.”

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[CN] Mystery box "Deep in His Memory" Lucien’s part Translation (Part 6-9)

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Navigation: Part 1-4 | Part 5 | Part 6-9 (you’re here!) | Part 10

I looked into the office and found that Lucien's name was indeed written on it.

But I also remember... that his office is not in this location.

Is this really a dream? Or is my memory off...

I shook my head, thanked Professor Chen first, and pushed the door into this office to seek answers.

MC: The furnishings... they also have changed.

The sense of dissonance that emerged from the situation was even stronger, and I felt my heart thumping haphazardly, like some kind of unsettling premonition.

MC: It’s weird... the students are also discussing the school celebration...

Sure enough, this is all a dream. The time of the school celebration and the time when Uncle John introduced the guests to me is completely wrong. This kind of thing can only happen in an illogical dream.

Thinking like this, the uneasiness in my heart seems to have finally disappeared.

I looked up and surveyed the room, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, and noticed a paper and a familiar ID on the table.

MC: It’s Lucien’s ID.... But this piece of paper is... drug instruction manual? Is it Lucien’s?

I picked up the paper with Lucien's ID and realized something was not right the moment I placed the ID on the drug instructions.

On the drug instructions, there seems to be some kind of hidden word?

【The lines on the drug instruction manual seem to be related to the outline of the edge of Lucien's ID. Do I need to put the ID on it? There is also an arrow on the back of the ID....】

Answer: 命运 (Destiny)

MC: Destiny?

What kind of destiny? Whose destiny is it?

Just as the words fell, there was a sudden rattling in the direction of the door frame.

I thought it was Lucien who came back, I opened the door and took a step forward, only to see an empty corridor.

The sound not only did not disappear but intensified!

The ground is shaking.

I widened my eyes in surprise, and hurriedly ran towards the stairs, but the shaking ground did not give me a chance to think and breathe.

"Boom", a huge piece of the panel just collapsed and fell straight towards me—

MC: !

I jolted out of bed, out of breath and drenched in sweat.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of my panting there was nothing else that can be heard.

The moon is still shining high outside the window and the bed is still as soft as ever, reminding me of the time and place I am in.

Even so, for a moment, I was a little confused as to what was real and what was a dream.

I don't know how long it took before my heart slowly calmed down and I sat quietly on the bed, trying to breathe deeply. I sobered a bit.

I rubbed my temples and couldn't help but look up at the bedside table.

The moonlight fell on it, illuminating the black letter, making it appear as if it were placed in the center of the stage.

I have a vague feeling in my heart that the weird dream just now... must be related to this letter.

MC: Is it caused by Evolver? That can control the dream world?

After all, this is not the first time BLACK SWAN has done something similar, not to mention that the voice in the dream also mentioned Queen.

Their purpose has always been so obvious because I was their so-called Queen.

They tried every means to get close to me, just to get me to help them achieve their "evolutionary goals."

MC: But the dream just now... It seems to be nothing more than a dream.

It doesn't really affect me in any real way, at least for now.

Probably because I just woke up, I really don't understand the cause and effect of the whole thing.

I reached for my phone and checked the time, it was four in the morning.

MC: A message?

I looked at the notification on the screen with some surprise; the text message seemed to have been sent after I had fallen asleep.

Lucien: About the first letter you mentioned before, can you let me read it tomorrow?

Lucien: No need to rush to reply, you must be very tired today, rest well.

Those few lines seemed to turn into a trickle of warmth that flowed through my heart.

Whether it's BLACK SWAN, a dream, or reality. I've never been alone in facing it.

The corners of my mouth unconsciously formed into a smile, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little chagrined.

MC: I made him worry again... I'll go to the office early tomorrow to get the letter, maybe I'll get a new one.

I glanced at the text messages on my phone again, finally felt more relaxed, and even joked with myself.

Anyway, let's wait until tomorrow.

[Lucien-6]

The next day, I arrived at the office early.

MC: It’s better not to stop thinking about it alone for now, let’s just wait to discuss it with him.

My colleagues and I were discussing plans for a new show, completely oblivious to the passage of time.

When I came to my senses and wanted to check the time, the phone in my hand just rang and vibrated.

MC: Lucien?

When I saw that long-cherished name, I suddenly thought of my dream last night, and an indescribable feeling came over me.

Lucien: MC, it’s me

MC: Um, did something happen?

Lucien: Can't I call you without something happening?

MC: It’s not like that... Rather, I’d be happy to welcome your call.

Lucien: Fool, did you have a good rest last night?

That familiar nickname fell into my ears, and yesterday’s dream of the world without Lucien flashed in my mind again. The sourness in my heart made my eyes cloudy.

MC: Lucien, can I ask you a question?

Lucien: If I can answer it, sure.

Option 1: What if you don't become my program consultant?

MC: What would have happened if you didn't become my program consultant...?

Lucien: Then there must be someone else as a program consultant.

Lucien: If this happens, I will be sad.

Option 2: What if our acquaintance was just a dream?

MC: What if everything between us was just a dream?

Lucien: People dream because the brain needs to organize the information we receive during the day.

Lucien: However, I don't think there is any dream that can make me feel so real about you.

MC: Is my question silly...

Hearing Lucien's answer, I couldn't help but feel that taking last night's dream seriously was really silly.

Lucien: Of course not. In fact, I'm calling to ask you. You said yesterday that the movie was pushed to today. Does this appointment still stand?

MC: It still stand, of course it still stand.

I nodded while holding the phone and answering, a low chuckle reached my ears, and I reached up to wipe my eyes that were still clouded with moisture just then.

Lucien: When I get off work, I'll pick you up.

MC: Okay, see you later then!

When I packed up my things and went downstairs, I saw Lucien waiting at the roadside.

We ate something casual and went to the entrance of the small private theater we used to go to before.

MC: Lucien, what movie are we going to watch?

Lucien: Is there anything in particular that you want to see?

MC: I think they are all pretty good...

As long as you’re the one I’m watching it with.

I mumbled the second half of the words in my heart, but Lucien appeared as if he heard the words I didn't finish and gently tugged the corners of his mouth.

Lucien: Then leave it to me to choose.

MC: Okay! I'll go get some popcorn.

It's been a long time since I came to the cinema with Lucien. Some time ago, for various reasons, we always watched DVDs at home.

Coming to the theater after a long absence, I can't help but feel a little excited.

I walked over to Lucien holding the popcorn I bought, and my happy expression was written all over my face.

Lucien looked at me with a smile on his lips and passed a movie ticket into my hand.

Lucien: Let’s go, the movie is about to start.

There were only two of us in the theater, which would have been an easy environment to relax in, yet I felt a little nervous for some reason.

Lucien sat on my left, his faint grass scent occupied my nose, I was a little distracted, not able to focus on the screen.

The lights dimmed, and the title of the film had already been broadcast and switched to the next frame. Lucien's raspy voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Lucien: Why are you keep looking at me, do you think I am more attractive than the movie?

The light and shadow fell on his smiling face, and I turned my face away with a guilty conscience and stared at the screen to hide my blush.

MC: N-no, I’m just taking the popcorn.

I made a lame excuse and finally stopped looking at his silhouette.

Time passed slowly and we all settled down to concentrate on the movie.

The film tells a slightly sad story, of a pair of lovers who stumbled onto completely different paths because of a misunderstanding.

When I thought they would solve their misunderstanding at the end, the movie ended abruptly.

MC: That’s the end of it huh...

Lucien: Do you feel some regret about the ending?

MC: Well, it is obvious that only the last step is missing to solve the misunderstanding

Lucien smiled gently, but did not speak for a long time, he took out the movie ticket stub and handed it to my sight.

Lucien: Perhaps there is another interpretation hidden in this path we take from the entrance to the cinema hall to the seats.

MC: Another interpretation... does this refers to hidden easter eggs and such?

【I flipped the movie ticket over and looked at the seat map on the back. The passing seats seemed to correspond with the words on the front of the ticket...】

Answer: 云开月明 (Clouds open to the moon; it means that only those who persevere to the end can wait until the day when the clouds are cleared and the moon is shining. It has the same meaning as a rainbow after the storm.)

MC: Clouds open to the moon?

Lucien smiled and nodded at me.

Lucien: It may just be a coincidence, but it is okay to interpret these words as the final ending of the movie.

Although I know this is Lucien's way to comfort me, I still hope that the main characters in the movie will have a happy ending and be able to keep the clouds and see the moon.

Just like we once did.

MC: I really like the shot of this movie. I can learn from the director's camera movement and use it in the show.

Lucien: I still have another movie by this director at my house. If you're not tired yet, would you like to watch another movie at my house?

MC: That's great, I'll be honored to “bother” you~

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Lucien: I just bought a lot of new DVDs a few days ago. You can look for it.

Lucien: Is there anything else you want to watch?

After arriving at Lucien's house, he was busy adjusting the player, planning to play the movie we mentioned earlier.

Taking advantage of this moment, I went to the cabinet where the DVDs were kept to see if there were any other movies I could borrow.

After searching for a while, I accidentally found a white piece of paper at the bottom of the box.

My eyes just swept the writing on it, but my heart was clenched in an instant.

A heart meditation instruction? Did Lucien accidentally drop it here? And I've seen the same thing in my dream...

Could it be related to his health condition? Sometimes he's obviously having such a hard time, but he never tells me anything.

The instruction is filled with professional explanation, and on the back, some record notes look like Lucien’s handwriting.

Thinking that Lucien's condition might get worse, my heart tightened, and I became more worried about him.

I carefully looked at this drug instruction manual and found that there were some medication records that Lucien himself wrote on the back...

【In the records written by Lucien, there seems to be another hidden sentence....】

Answer: 你是我的良药 (You are my medicine)

Explanation: The "你/you" marked in the medication record (1) and the "动/move" marked in the adverse reactions (1) in the manual have the same position in the sentence, both of which are the 19th word. From this, other words in the medication record can be derived according to the adverse reaction.

MC: You are my medicine...

The medicine he was referring to...is it me?

Lucien: MC, what's the matter, have you found any interesting movies?

Hearing Lucien's voice, I hurriedly put the instructions back in place and didn't dare to ask him.

MC: ...um? Ah... I' ve found some movies I want to watch, let's watch them together next time.

I forced myself to sit back on the sofa, Lucien cooperatively pressed the play button, and for a while, only the sound of the movie echoed in the room.

Lucien: Speaking of which, did you bring the first letter?

MC: I- I bring it....

With the sudden mention of the letter, I was a little flustered and took out the two letters from my bag before handing them to Lucien.

Looking at him studying the letter seriously, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Some are reassuring, some are confusing, and some are complicated.

Although I know that the current Lucien will definitely stand by my side, he was indeed a member of BLACK SWAN, the ruthless Ares.

Lucien: Did anything strange happen yesterday, such as having a strange dream?

The dream from yesterday came to my mind again, and I couldn't help but feel nervous.

In that dream, a mysterious person was talking to me, and then the scene suddenly changed to Loveland University.

The guest Uncle John introduced to me was not Lucien, but another professor who I did not know.

Lucien: You don't look too well, looks like I guessed right.

I told Lucien the entire content of the dream, and after listening to my story, he smiled.

Lucien: So it really is just a "strange" dream and not a "dangerous" one.

MC: Well... but this dream is really strange. I've heard a saying that dreams are projections of parallel worlds.

MC: Could it be that... in some other time and space, we never actually met?

Lucien: Is that so? But I don't think so.

I tilted my head and waited for Lucien to continue.

Lucien: In my opinion, you are destined to appear in my life, because it is what fate has in store for me.

Lucien: Maybe at the end of your dream, we will meet each other again on top of the ruins.

I was stunned for a moment, my ears unconsciously burned a little, and in front of Lucien's smiling eyes, I turned my gaze back to the curtain.

After that we both stopped talking about the letter and focused on the movie, by the time it was over, I was feeling a little sleepy.

Lucien: Go back to rest if you're sleepy, I'll walk you.

MC: You don't need to walk me, my home is right next door, I'll just go back by myself. Thank you for watching the movie with me today.

Putting the empty cup back on the coffee table, I got up and picked up the bag next to me. I waved to Lucien.

Lucien did not answer, he just stood up and quietly followed me to the door.

When the door got opened, I heard his voice again.

Lucien: Good night, MC.

I nodded, took out the key, and went home.

Silence returned to the corridor, it was late at night.

When the girl returned to her home, Lucien walked to the computer, his eyes that had been containing a smile cooled down.

The light reflected from the screen shone on his expressionless face, and even the moonlight became colder and colder.

[Lucien-7]

When I got home I took care of some work stuff. I was still worried about the two letters and studied them again.

For this reason I also deliberately pulled out my dad's notebook and looked at the S mark on the top with the upturned end, hoping to find some clues from it.

However, I felt like I was so familiar with the notebook in my hand that I couldn't find anything valuable.

I sighed slightly and was about to close my notebook when the page suddenly caught my attention.

MC: Huh... It seems like...

What's written here?

MC: Only then can you become the master of nature... the Red Queen hypothesis... Could there something wrong with that statement? Also, the phrase in the notebook is not complete...

In the past few days, such intermittent words have appeared too much. I raised my hand and rubbed my temples before opening the phone page.

Looking at the search results on the internet for the Red Queen hypothesis, I still haven't been able to find any more clues.

The bell of email notification interrupted my thinking, and I open my mailbox to reply to a work email, only to notice that it was eleven o'clock.

MC: ...It’s time to rest.

With this in mind and the feeling of exhaustion coming over me, I cleaned up the slightly messy things on the table and sat down on the bed.

Turned off the lights of the room, only a faint moonlight falling outside the window skim, surrounded by the silence of my breathing and heartbeat.

For some reason, it is obviously a very familiar environment, with a comfortable soft bed, but the unease in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, which makes me more awake at night.

My line of sight has adapted to the night, I unconsciously looked up to the table, on the table lay two black letters.

It was as if there was a strange and eerie magic spell that was born out of the letter to haunt me.

Will I still have strange dreams today?

I was thinking this and then shook my head again.

MC: Calm down, it's just a dream, it doesn't do anything

As I repeatedly reminded myself of this and remembered the reassurances he had given me, my heart finally calmed down.

Sleep returned to my body again, my eyelids became a little heavy, I did not notice any unusual things, and just slowly closed my eyes.

It was dark all around and there was no sound at all.

[Lucien-8]

The world seemed to be left with only two colors for a moment.

MC: Is this... a dream?

The black and white butterflies fluttered around me, flapping their wings in a desperate attempt to make a snapping sound.

The flowers near and the sun in the distance, just like them, appear unusually flat.

I stretched out my hand, and a "butterfly" stopped at my fingertips, I got closer and looked carefully.

MC: It's a paper cut butterfly... What a strange dream.

In addition to the sound of fluttering paper in my ears, there was a faint, rustling sound, as if someone was sketching something on the paper.

Just as I was at a loss listening to these sounds, the butterfly on my fingertip suddenly left.

The butterflies that had been surrounding me seemed to be agitated to wave their wings and fly off in a certain direction with that butterfly.

I froze for a moment but quickly reacted.

MC: Wait!

I subconsciously chased after them, the darkness in the distance was so deep that I didn't know where they would fly to.

Such a thought has just emerged, but I hit a dark wall with a heavy thud.

MC: It hurts... I thought dreams don’t hurt?

I looked at the black wall while rubbing my head when a familiar sight was projected on the wall.

MC: Is this Lucien’s home...?

The sun was casting in through the window, but not falling as golden as it should.

The world was still only in black and white, but the familiar furnishings made me quickly understand where this was.

The owner of the room was sitting quietly at his desk, holding a pencil and sketching something in his sketchbook.

I got a little closer to see what was on Lucien's sketchbook.

The drawings on the paper are made in pencil, with different species of butterflies, large and small, carefully labeled with their scientific names.

The rustling sound of continuous scratching on paper did not stop, and Lucien's side profile looked focused and serious.

I suddenly remembered the story of the painter and the butterfly that Lucien told me.

"A long, long time ago, in an isolated castle lived a painter, who had only two colors in his paintings, black and white. "

"It is not because the painter likes only these two colors, but in his eyes, these are the only two colors in the world."

"A butterfly flew in front of him."

"The painter was amazed to see that the butterfly had all kinds of beautiful colors on its wings that he had never seen before."

"Those colors became more vivid and fascinating with the flapping of the butterfly's wings, and the painter painted this butterfly all day long, never getting tired of it."

The voice in the memory rang so clearly in my head that I remember asking Lucien later if he was the person in this story.

Now looking at Lucien drawing the butterfly, I actually feel that he is very much like the painter in the story...

The butterfly on Lucien's sketchbook suddenly flew away from the paper, and I was surprised to see the trajectory of its flight.

MC: What kind of dream is this...

I subconsciously stretched out my fingertips and let the butterfly fall on my hand obediently.

At the moment when it flaps its wings, I seem to see some words on it...

【There seems to be a word hidden on the butterfly, but it seems to be visible only in a dark environment...】

Answer: color

MC: Color...?

It took me a while to identify the word "color" on the butterfly.

Just as I pronounced the word, the butterfly gently flew up and landed on my forehead, as if it was kissing me lightly.

But before I could look back, it flew away again.

Unlike those butterflies before it, I watched in amazement as it suddenly blessed all the places it flew over with color.

The black-and-white world came back to life a little bit as if a picture book slowly unfolded in front of my eyes.

By the time I opened my eyes again, it was a different picture.

The empty hall was shrouded in dull and deadly darkness, and the cold moonlight fell on the ground through the tall windows on both sides, glowing with a pale light.

A masked figure sits in the center of the hall, hands resting on metal armrests.

Lucien was wearing a black trench coat with no expression on his face, standing silently at a distance from the person.

??: Ares, you disappointed me this time, you should have done it more covertly."

Lucien: The time is ripe. I will come back to her again as Ares. Can't you wait until the curtain of this game is lifted?

The masked man grunted coldly and lightly stroked the ring on his hand, without looking directly at the person across him.

??: Then let me see just how ruthless you can be.

The cold moonlight cast in Lucien's eyes, like a calm sea.

However, in the next second, the sharp light pierced into Lucien's eyes, splitting open his cold gaze. Fresh blood flowed out of his right eye and slid down his cheek.

MC: Lucien!

I looked at the image in front of me in shock, my heart seemed to stop for a moment, and tears welled up in my eyes in a flash.

After Lucien's eye were injured, the world that had changed to color was once again stripped of its hue, and the surroundings had returned to black and white.

Lucien still looked coldly at the person on the opposite side, the masked man paused for a moment and soon applauded and laughed.

??: You always surprise me. Next time, I will not make an exception.

Is this... what happened after I left the TV tower?

Is it because he let me go that time?

But... his eye...

My tears flowed uncontrollably, and I just felt like my chest was about to be squeezed out of breath.

He just told that person that he would come back to me as Ares, but after that, he clearly... never hurt me again.

At this moment, the butterfly once again broke into my vision, which had been blurred by tears. A tiny piece of film is glued to its flapping wings.

MC: It’s a camphor tree...

I vaguely recognized the outline on the film negative.

And the original black and white butterfly also slowly changed, and the color dyed its wings a little, it rested on my fingertips, as if to convey some message to me.

【 Overlap the film with the colored butterfly, see if you can see something else... 】

Answer: 失去 (lost)

MC: Lost...

What was lost?

As soon as the words were spoken, the colorful butterflies faded in an instant, only leaving black and white color.

As if answering me, what he lost was the color.

The butterfly left my fingertips and flew to another place as if it was leading me to follow it.

I jogged forward, and as the butterfly's wings fluttered, the next image unfolded right before my eyes.

It was a very strange place, with the cracked ground and a dark sky, but covered with gorgeous nebulae.

It is a place as wonderful as a dream world.

Suddenly, I saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. That person, is ...Hades?

And then I saw Lucien, who was covered in wounds, and "MC" myself.

...When did this happen?

I was clearly there, in the middle of the field, facing Hades with Lucien, but why do I have no recollection of this scene?

Is it a dream fabrication? Or is it...

A sense of uncertainty hovered in my heart, but I did not know how to seek proof, I could only stare blankly at everything in front of me.

Hades: Ares, in ten minutes I'm going to destroy this dream world, now you have one last chance.

I struggled to draw information from his words, and it turned out that this strange scene was really a dream.

But when did Lucien and I enter the dream world together?

I was still in confusion when, in a flash of lightning, everything in front of me suddenly changed!

Countless white lights appeared in the air, turning into sharp knives and stabbing at "me".

I saw myself in the picture trying to reach out and clutch to Lucien.

It was clear that I didn't know the cause of everything, but my heart still felt a stabbing pain.

MC: Lucien...

My voice overlapped with “myself" in the picture, and Lucien's smile was reflected on my retina.

Lucien: No. I won’t sacrifice someone important to me. That's my answer.

Deep in my memory, the scene about that press conference resurfaced a little bit.

He and I confronted each other in the spotlight of countless reporters and cameras, that question, just hovered in the middle of us.

"Would you sacrifice someone important to you in the face of your values?"

And now, I heard Lucien who says, "Won’t.”

More memories came to me like a flood.

Hades who trapped us in our dreams, the joy of the aftermath, and... memories that will be erased once we leave the dream.

The "me" in the scene asked him with tears in her eyes, "Am I also going to forget everything that happened here?"

Lucien paused for a long time and answered in a very soft voice.

Lucien: You will. Don't face danger alone in the future. Especially, if it’s for my sake.

The corner of my mouth somehow tasted a little bit salty, I raised my hand to wipe my cheek only to feel a face full of tears.

And the picture of myself, from a long time ago cried with red eyes.

...I can't believe I forgot about this whole thing.

Lucien he... obviously said sharp remarks, but still saved me.

He said he was the enemy, but he did so much for me...

But I don't know anything, I even look at him with guarded eyes and say so many things that will hurt him...

In the next second, the black light began to rotate and spread, completely swallowing Lucien and the "me" in the scene until the entire scene disappeared.

I couldn't help raising my hand to grab my neckline, my heart beating so hard that I felt a little uncomfortable.

The scene just now seemed to be still in front of me, and the blood from Lucien's eye seemed to sting my eyes.

The black mist from nowhere swept the surrounding space, and the misty black mist entangled me as if it was invading my consciousness.

Uncontrolled negative emotions wrapped around me more than ever, depriving my ability to think.

More fragments passively came to mind.

The blood-covered eye, the hand that trembled when she was injured, and the fragile expression that should not have appeared on Lucien's face.

I unconsciously remembered the previous dream, the dream where Lucien and I did not meet.

Is it actually true... that he better not meet me from the beginning?

If I don’t exist, neither Ares nor Lucien would do such things for me...

Those thoughts seem like a black spiral, slowly climbing up and imprisoning me in it.

But I no longer had the strength to struggle and slowly closed my eyes.

At that moment, a low, sly laugh came from the darkness.

[Lucien-9]

In the boundless space, the figure in the black robe suddenly appeared in front of me.

He stared into my eyes and whispered to me in a deep voice as if to answer my inner doubts.

??: In fact, you know it yourself, the pictures you just saw are all real, and they are things that exist deep in his memory.

His voice made me realize that the person in front of me was the mysterious man who had appeared in my dream before.

Affected by his Evol, I could only look up at him slowly, but couldn't see his facial features under his black robe.

MC: So... it was you who showed me these memories on purpose? What's your scheme? ??: Is it a trick to make you see the truth? Or is it just painful to see the real you?

He hung his head, his voice fell insistently in my ears, and with his voice, the black fog around him grew thicker and thicker, so thick that I seemed unable to think on my own.

??: What you think of as a peaceful life is just an illusion, only because someone else is bearing the pain for you.

??: But you just have to forget everything, and then you won't suffer.

??: Just like before, you can live without worrying about things that clearly happened without knowing about them.

I couldn't help but move my neck and lift my head to look into the eyes covered by the black robe.

??: If you want to, not just forget, everything can even not have happened, the world can be tipped over and started over.

??: By forgetting everything, you can have a new life, and the fate of the world will take a turn for the better, and the past and the future will be rewritten.

His tone was unusually sure, and his low voice was like a slithering viper wrapped around an apple, with the eerie power of persuasion.

MC: Including... his destiny?

??: Yes.

When I said this, I seemed to finally catch the light shining in his eyes, like a new future that I might have.

??: It's not just for yourself, it's for that person, and the whole world

MC: I'm not that great, I'm just...

I couldn't speak, turned my head in bewilderment, and looked at the place where the countless images had flashed back as if waiting for a definite answer.

The man in the black robe also looked with me, and there was nothing ahead but faint spots of light in the darkness.

??: Is that kind of past worth staying in? Come with me to the new world.

The facial features under the black robe outlined an expression of impending doom, and I finally gave up thinking and murmured in response.

MC: I...

Almost as soon as I opened my mouth, the faint light flickered suddenly, as if calling me not to walk into the darkness.

-> Don’t get closer to the light

-> Get closer to the light

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utterlyinevitable · 3 years ago

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So umm a strange request here. Would you write an hc for the Ethan diamond scene in 1.15 where MC is virgin and it's her first time? Of course you can ignore it. Thank you 😅

ok so but let me preface with: i don’t personally think the 1.15 scene is a healthy way for a first time. yeah the sexual tension is hot af but like if i was put in that situation and never been intimate before i would have been confused and awkward and it would have killed the mood 😅

anywho here’s this!

this is nsfw. minors dni.

1.15💎 with Virgin MC

They’re strongly speaking. Staring one another down. Words cutting through the palpable tension. And his hands are on her wrists. Ethan’s pinning her subtly to the counter to stop the poking of his chest. The poking that surely would have found the rapid beating of his heart if he let it continue.

They’re both breathing heavy in the wake - the waiting for him to finish saying what he’s trying to.

She still, watching him intently. Lips parted as bated breaths pass.

“I’m not your boss anymore and that means... that means...”

His eyes flicker down her. To his hands on her. Back up to her reddened face and tongue wetting her lips.

Ethan’s grip loosens the same moment he leans in. In no time at all MC’s on the tops of her toes meeting him - wrapping her arms around his neck. They meet, passionate and urgent. His body keeping her against the counter, yet MC doesn’t care.

There are no thoughts, just hands and kisses and want. A stirring deep inside seconds from exploding.

“I want you... You have no idea how much I’ve wanted you...” he says.

And she groans. Low and full and wonton and oh my god.

He lifts her perches her at the edge of the counter, coaxing her to wrap herself around him for a better angle.

It finally sets in on MC that this is really happening. He’s placing warm distracting kisses along her neck, stretching out the collar of her dress to reach more skin. She’s aware. Overly aware of what comes next. MC needs to find a semblance of herself to make a decision. Though her entire body is telling her yes - screaming it. Falling into Ethan, legs wrapping around his waist, fingers twisting into the back of his shirt, pulling him closer until there’s no space left.

She’s never gone further than this before. Kissing in the kitchen, hands roaming, a shirt or two tossed aside is comfortable. She knows how that goes. But this.. this fire won’t be snuffed until it explodes.

There are no thoughts, only actions. Her body moving, rolling, arching in a way all its own.

His arms wrap securely around her waist and suddenly there’s nothing under her but air. Ethan using his strength to carry her through his apartment.

The kisses don’t stop. As they’re in motion she follows suit, tugging his shirt up and over his head. Her hands running over his lean muscles that take her breath away.

The way he presses himself further into her touch, as if in this position they couldn’t be any closer. The way he growls her name makes her dizzy, intoxicated in ways she hasn’t felt with anyone else.

Ethan lays her down on his large bed with expert care. Keeps his place between her legs. Implores her with glazed eyes.

It’s another out if she wanted it.

Instead she props herself up and lets him pull her shirt up and over her head.

She lets him plaster sultry wet kisses over the newly exposed skin. Makes her feel delirious, wondering if this is real or if she’s dreaming this moment.

His stubble scratches as he goes, sending pleasant shivers up her spine. Her muddled mind makes a joke about how his beard tickles.

“I should shave,” he smiles ruefully.

“Don’t you dare.”

Ethan grins and returns his scratchy kisses to a sensitive spot behind her ear she never knew existed, as his hands teases the rest of her clothes off.

Her heart is beating our of her chest. This is all new territory. She doesn’t know what to do but she wants to keep going. She’s not going to tell him. She knows Ethan well enough that if she did this whole thing will be over - his stupid moral complex would take over. He’d want her to do things right and by the books. And nothing seems more dumb than waiting for a romantic moment or marriage or anything that’s not him and now.

She’s naked on his bed. Ethan’s kissing his way down her body. His lips are nearly at her heat and she can feel his affects on her more than she can spell her own name right now.

She’s putty in his hands. He could do anything to her right about now and she’d say thank you.

She writhes as his fingers work wonders. Arches as his mouth follows. Gasps and moans as he sucks and one of his hands trails up to tease her nipple.

Right now it doesn’t matter than she’s never experienced sex before. It doesn’t matter that she’s presumably wildly inexperienced compared to Ethan. What matters is them. That they’re crossing a line. That they’re letting this happen because they both want it.

“Mmmmmm” she moans as he brings her closer and closer to the brink. She’s frantically wiggling against him chasing the high

but then Ethan rises. MC “harumps” in protest are met with a low chuckle from Ethan.

He stands before her with his hands on his hips, accentuating his build. “Good?”

“Could be better.”

His smile alone gets her closer to climax.

“Oh?”

MC lunges forward, gripping him by the loop of his jeans. Follows his lead from before and kisses down his chest, at the same time her fingers fumble with his zipper and button.

Ethan enjoys every second. Every graze of her hand against his very evident bulge is straining and heaven all in one. He’s waited so long for this.

As soon as his bottoms hit the floor he pulls her back up to meet his lips. Ethan’s arms cradle her close. They both revel in the balmy sensation of skin on skin.

“I want to remember every moment of this,” she says near breathless.

“I would say the same... but how could I ever forget?”

He easily lifts her, moving her to lie against the pillows.

Ethan’s hovering over her, eyes twinkling. They’re so close - mentally, emotionally, physically. Her heart is fluttering.

“I want this to be as special as you are.”

Those words were all it took. If she even had one fraction of a worry left about doing this, it melted away with the warmth and sincerity of his voice.

Just to hit it home in the heart, Ethan twines his fingers in hers as he proceeds to kiss every inch of her. Teasing out her pleasure and bringing her back to the brink before, finally, they connect.

Oh, god...

She’s so wet and ready there’s no pain, not like mainstream media had her believe. It doesn’t feel weird at all. It feels delightfully right. And how has she gone all this time without this? In the simple seconds she has to form a coherent thought she wonders about when this’ll happen again. She’s most certainly addicted to this sensation now.

They move together. Hearts and breaths in unison. MC grips at him tightly, claws at his back as his pace quickens.

It’s not hate sex. It’s not rage sex. It’s neither of those things that it could have been by how this started. It’s... passion. It’s lust and want and need and everything.

It’s her hips rising to meet his in time. It’s Ethan wrapping his arms around her shoulders, cradling her head as he holds his weight on his forearms. It’s his teeth grazing her shoulder, biting her earlobe as he’s to the hilt. It’s the full heady feeling on him inside her. It’s the involuntary tightening she does as she coasts closer to release. It’s the groans and grunts he makes as he feels her struggling to get there

“Come for me. You can do it. Let go, I’ve got you,” Ethan says against the shell of her ear.

And she’s undone. Right there in his arms she cries out in ecstasy.

Ethan’s thrusts become erratic as he chases his release while helping her ride out hers.

When they both regain themselves Ethan lies beside her, gathering her in his arms.

As they lie there in silence, MC really couldn’t have thought about this moment with anyone else. She let Ethan lead and he didn’t leave her astray. She guesses this is what everyone’s talking about the “perfect first time” rife with trust and understanding and a certain four letter word.

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a/n: oh mymymy this is very long. i think i lost the plot at one time or another. it’s basically just 1.15 smut and i can’t be mad at that 😂 thanks for making it this far 💕

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astaroth1357 · 4 years ago

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Demon Brothers Meeting the MC’s Family

I mean, if they have any family at all, what could they even tell them anyway? “Sorry Mom, still in Hell so I won’t make Thanksgiving but I’m doing great though!” This is another long one folks, but I lowkey kind of love it a whole lot. Sooo fun to write. One of my favorite posts so far.

Lucifer

Thinks it's a little weird that they’re so adamant to introduce their family to a literal demon but also kinda gets it. Family is the most important thing to him too.

Is very focused on making a good first impression, from image to attitude. Their approval isn’t going to do jack to stop him from being with the MC but he’d still take pride in being able to charm them for a night. Besides, if the MC cares then so does he.

Has more experience with the human world than the others so he’d know a lot of the do’s and don'ts already. They won’t need to worry about him making some kind of slip up.

Would love the irony if the MC’s family is religious at all. Christian/Jewish especially. May or may not play along with their little rituals but is going to make a lot of thinly veiled, passive-aggressive comments towards his "old man."

Would be most comfortable in a setting where there’s a lot of intellectual discussion or debate. He loves to steer a conversation down towards politics or other controversial things to get a rise out of people. The MC may need to reign him in if that’s a big no-go zone.

Isn’t really going to get along with any younger siblings the MC might have. Either he’s too stiff or too scary. If they’re looking for a playmate, look somewhere else.

Also not going to be particularly fond of any pets they have one way or another. Though he may take a shine to pitbulls or rottweilers because they remind him of Cerberus.

Mammon

You sure about this, MC? Him? Really? Are you really sure? He’s going to think they're crazy but he’s not going to refuse.

Will be so freaking excited if they’re from a well-to-do or, dare say, rich family. So much stuff to steal admire. Yeah, yeah no stealing from the MC’s family, he gets it... He’ll really try his best but it might be good to keep an eye on him.

Surprisingly though, he’s not going to be disgusted if they’re from a poor family either because the dude gets it. Money is hard to come by and things can be tough. He might even… pay... for some stuff while he’s there... You know, if he can. Don’t make a big deal out of it… He's got an image to keep.

He’ll try his best to not come off like a total scumbag and it may actually work. He’s rough around the edges but there’s plenty of chances for his better side to shine through as long as he stays on good behavior.

They will have to be sure that he doesn’t get to talking too much because his dumbass will let it slip that he’s a demon.

Mammon may not love kids but kids love him and any younger siblings are going to do the same. Even if he calls them little gremlins, he’ll let himself get roped into whatever game they’re playing and make it a lot of fun in the process.

Bring on the pets! He’s more of a dog person but he’ll play with a cat too. He may not be as animal-obsessed as Satan but he loves a good furry companion every once in a while.

Leviathan

NOOOOO and you can’t make him!!! A social event involving strangers where he has to make a good impression?? Fuck no, that sounds like actual hell and he doesn’t want anything to do with it!

… But he also can’t just let the MC go back to the human world alone because what if they meet someone better than him and get reminded that they’re with a good-for-nothing otaku…? Okay he's going. But he’s going to pout about it.

His first impression is going to make him come off like a nervous wreck no matter what. There’s really no polishing this bundle of anxiety. The best he can hope for is to ride this thing out until it's done.

Will be pretty quiet and cling to the MC like a life-raft the entire night. Refuses to be left alone with their family in any capacity, he could not handle the awkward silence. If they’re going to the bathroom, then he’s going too damnit.

If they have a pretty nerdy family then he might be a bit more comfortable. Especially if any of their siblings/parents game or are into anime. Steering conversation more towards his comfort zones will help him out a lot...

If they have little siblings who play a lot of video games then he is going to be the coolest person in the world. Period. He knows all the best strategies to practically any game out there, demonic or human. He may even loosen up a little bit and start smiling if he gets to wow an audience with his gaming prowess!

Like Lucifer he’s not going to be all that impressed with pets either way. He’ll think fish are pretty neat and probably even reptiles too but don’t expect him to get too cuddly with a dog or anything.

Satan

Doesn’t hate the idea but agrees that his name is going to have to change if they’re really serious about it. “Hey everybody this is my boyfriend, Satan!” is only going to be appealing to very niche circles...

Like Lucifer, he's going to be mindful of how he comes across. He'd rather the MC's family likes him than didn't, even if it's irrelevant, so expect him to be very polite and sociable. Damn near the perfect gentleman.

… Until something/someone sets off his temper. He may not go full Wrath on the situation but it's probably best to get him out of the room real quick so he can cool down.

Would love if the MC comes from an super educated family but it’s not a must. He's the kind of guy who will ask a lot of questions about any person's profession/skills and how things work regardless of background. He's curious that way.

Either way, he is going to show off his smarts and make sure that their family knows where his intellect is at. He wants them to know that the MC picked someone with a good head on their shoulders, after all.

Best keep him away from small children and bratty teens. He isn't exactly opposed to kids, but it takes one little shit to set him off and NO ONE looks good yelling at someone else's kid. Deserved or not.

Will there be cats? Do you have a cat? Please say you have a cat! He's okay with dogs too but if the MC has a cat this man will be ecstatic. The cat will love him and he will love it right back. Honestly, he's already adopted it. It's his now. Who's MC?

Asmodeus

Baby, you can take him anywhere and he’ll be the life of the party! A little family gathering doesn’t matter to him.

Is going to make sure that the moment he walks through the door the MC's family is in awe of what a catch they've got for themselves. He wants them to be proud of their little MC! To him, that translates to looking good and being fun!

Hope this is a house used to physical affection because he will not (and probably cannot) turn it off. Everyone gets hugs. Everyone.

Extra affectionate the whole night. He'll hold the MC's hand or arm or waist or really any part he can get away with. Kisses on the head and cheek aplenty. He may also lowkey butter up their parents with loads of compliments no matter what situation they're in.

If he's told to cool it on the touching though, he may get offended.

Is going to be better with teenage siblings than little, little ones. The man lives to give dating advice, fashion tips, or makeovers, you name it. Though he has to be careful to mention just human products and not some of the stuff he has back home.

Animal fur on his clothes? After he dressed himself so carefully?? No thanks. You can have your cute puppy or your little kitty. He'll take pictures, but he's probably not going pet much.

Beelzebub

Is honestly kind of honored by the suggestion. The MC is already a part of his family so it only seems natural to make him part of theirs. Though he has some reservations, mostly around his appetite...

He doesn't go up to the human world very much because it's really hard for him to stay fed. He's well-known enough in the Devildom that restaurants know what to expect when he walks in. Not so much up there.

Arrange the meeting around a state fair, festival, or carnival where the food is plentiful and he's golden. Hopefully their family won't be too disturbed by how bottomless his stomach is…

Beel is a sweetheart through and through but his lack of knowledge about how the human world, or humans in general, work might come back to bite him. He may need a little 101 about human manners before going.

Truthfully, their family is in for a real treat! This giant may look intimidating, but he's as gentle as they come. The kind of guy who will carry their grandmother’s bags with a smile on his face just for the sake of being helpful. 10/10 Sweetie, mother will approve.

Ooooh little kids are going to love Beel. He'll let their siblings hang off of him like a jungle gym. Will also play games with them if they want him to. Doesn't matter to him, their family is his family too and he wants to see them all happy.

Man wants dogs. Preferably big ones that he can rough-house with but little dogs he can cuddle work too. Do remind him that he can't just rip a whole-ass branch off a tree to play fetch like you could with Cerberus.

Belphegor

Really? You want that? Lol, okay but no promises. This is pretty much the equivalent of sticking two unlabeled chemicals together in a beaker and leaning in to see what happens. Who knows, but now you're stuck in the middle of it.

He's not going to try especially hard to make a good impression or change himself in any way. If their family is into people who are kind of chill and sarcastic then he'll get along swimmingly. If they were expecting more of a Satan type, yeah. No. He's not holding open any doors.

Won't be taking the whole thing all that seriously to be honest, like, what are a bunch of humans going to do if they don’t like him? Tell MC? They're certainly not going to be able to make him leave. He's humoring them at best, even if he's nice, so why bother fussing about it?

Might be a disrespectful little troll at times like pretending to fall asleep or making casual jokes like "Oh no, ma'am. I'm not all that comfortable with that cross over there because I'm a demon. …. Got ya, didn’t I? That'd be silly." *shit-eating grin*

Would appreciate a quiet, slightly introverted family the most. He's going to start getting annoyed if people in the house are too loud and may speed the whole thing along as a result.

Kids are things he'd rather avoid than have to interact with, but if pressed he will humor the little ones too. Don't expect him to do a whole lot of moving, though. If they're happy to just show him things that he can semi-pay attention to, that works for him.

MC has a pet? Is it fluffy? Is it lazy? Bring'em here. Like Beel, he likes big dogs but would rather just bury his face in fluff than try to wrestle it. He may actually fall asleep with them if they lay still enough for it.

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dreamkidddream · 4 years ago

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“Are we just friends?” For Levi please! If possible 💗

Levi deserves all the love and I will die on that hill 🤧💜 Reader is gender neutral and sorry this got kinda long!

Prompt: “Are we really just friends?” with Leviathan!

He couldn’t take this anymore.

He knows that his sin is envy, but this feeling gnawing in his stomach was making him clench his jaw tighter by the second.

The one time he actually leaves his safe haven of a room to go to RAD, he sees some demon that isn’t him cozying up to you, his Henry, by the lockers. And the demon had the audacity to smile in your face even more when they saw him staring- well really glaring- at them. He’s far enough to where he can’t fully understand what’s being said, but his hearing is good enough to make out a few words. The demon asking something along the lines of why he’s here and who he is to you, and the worst thing that could happen happened.

He heard you respond that he’s just a friend.

It wasn’t a secret that Levi has a crush on you, that he’s in love with you. He hasn’t confessed to you yet but he thought atleast after all the long nights of gaming and marathoning together, that you would atleast notice something! The times where he would lend you his controller and even show you how to play by putting his sweaty palms over yours, the moments spent with you comforting and uplifting him when he goes through his outbursts, even the rare nights where you slept cradled in each other’s arms, with his tail wrapped around you protectively. Did that mean nothing to you?!

He wants to feel betrayed, to feel deceived, but he can’t. He doesn’t want to be fully upset with you, and while he is hurt, he can’t fully blame you for only seeing him as a friend. He’s nothing but a worthless otaku. He’s supposed to be the third strongest out of his brothers, the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy, and he’s acting like this? The lower demons don’t even fear him, that was evident with the one standing right in front of him!

Why would someone amazing as you want to date someone as low as him? He’s nothing but a waste of space, and he’s stupid to try and convince himself that he had a real chance to be with you. That you actually love him like he loves you.

He can’t look at this scene anymore, and he took off before he could feel the tears leave his eyes.

He never noticed how you took off after him, quickly ignoring your friend who was looking at you in disbelief.

Despite him not doing any kind of physical activity, Levi moves fast. Not to mention how RAD isn’t exactly a small school, so weaving through halls and jogging down so many stairs was starting to get exhausting but you couldn’t stop now. You were able to catch a blur of purple rush into an empty classroom, and you managed to finally reach him before he could lock the door.

You heart shattered.

There he was, huddled against the wall, steady tears rolling down his cheeks that he continuously tries to wipe away. You know how sensitive Levi is, and you know how much he gets inside his own head, so seeing him like this pained you beyond explanation. By the time you slowly slid down next to him, he already tried to shuffle away, but you grabbed his hand before he could get far.

You weren’t expecting him to snatch away.

“It’s not fair! Why is it that I’m not good enough?! That I’m never good enough! The one person that I finally think I have a chance with, that sees me for me, I can’t have”, he turned to you, tears freely falling. “All the time that we-we spent together, you said that you love me, but-but- it’s not in the way that I do.”

Levi took a pause and gazed into your eyes, desperately searching for a way to prove him wrong.

“Are- are we really just friends?”

“Levi...”

You didn’t give him a chance to look away, cupping his face. “Of course we’re not just friends...we’re more than that. Why would you think otherwise?”

“Don’t lie to me! I heard what you told that other demon-”

“That you’re not just a friend?”

Levi stared at you, mouth agape. You’re messing with him, you’re trying to trick him again like when you told him that you loved him!-

“Oh Levi”, you brought your forehead to his, which was making his face turn redder than it already was. “I told my friend that you’re not just a friend, that you’re more than that. Why would I ever say that you’re just a friend? You mean so much more than that to me.”

You delicately rubbed your noses together, “Why would I ever say that about someone that I love?”

When he did his typical “WOAHHH”, you knew that you’re making some progress on this whole situation. He’s still shutting down somewhat though, shaking his head is disbelief. “S-SO! You tell my brothers that you love them all the time, how is telling me t-that any different?!”

“Well, I know how you get whenever it comes to...intimacy, so I’ve just been waiting until you’re ready. I don’t want to overwhelm you Levi, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to rush into things that you aren’t ready for. When you become my boyfriend, I want it to be when you’re ready, and I’ll wait for you however long it takes. That is...if you still want to be with me?”

“R-really? You would wait for me?”, you only saw this look on his face whenever he talked about a new release with Ruri-Chan (honestly just Ruri-Chan in general), so you being the reason that he has this look has you feeling giddy. “Ah! I-I mean...why would want to be with someone like me? You shouldn’t waste your time on a useless otaku like m-”

“Because I love who you are. You’re always so passionate, so caring, not to mention how cute you are. Not bad on the eyes at all~”

Could his face get any redder?

“You’re not useless, Levi, you never were. You play a bigger role in this family than you think, you’re stronger than you think, and I wish that you see that. You have flaws, we all do, but that doesn’t make me want and love you any less.”

You were slowly inching towards him, eyes darting to his lips and back into his gaze.

“Can I prove to you how you’re not just a friend?”

He found himself nodding before he fully processed it.

Something was up.

Cyn couldn’t believe that you just ditched them so fast, and for him nonetheless! The fact that you said that that weirdo was more than just a friend, and that he already owned your heart made them want to throw up. Whatever, they still have some time to shake some sense into you, no matter how much you refused to listen and got upset with them.

Seriously, they didn’t understand how the hell you continuously defended the third brother (why couldn’t it be someone like Lucifer or Asmodeus!) and claim that you’re so “in love”. They weren’t as dumb to actually try and confront Levi, no matter how weak or weird he acted, he’s still powerful enough to grind them into dust.

Walking down the steps, Cyn debated on ditching you like you did them, but your human ways rubbed off on them. So standing outside of RAD, they impatiently tapped their foot, and when they heard steps behind them and recognized your sense, they quickly turned around to tear you a new one, when they stopped.

Why are you two holding hands?

And why on Devildom do you two look so happy?!

“Oh Diavolo please no-”

“Hey Cyn! Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you wait! And I know that this sounds terrible, but we’re just gonna go ahead and head home, unless you wanna walk with us? Although I don’t want to make you third wheel.”

They practically gagged right then and there, but when they saw the death stare you were giving them, they just sighed and gave up. Grinding their teeth together, you heard them grit out something that sounded like “no problem” and went about their merry way.

Well that took care of one problem.

“They aren’t going to be too mad are they?”

“Ah, who cares? They’ll get over it. Now, which anime are we binge watching tonight? I’ll let you pick since-”

“TSL!”

“Sure”, you leaned over to peck his cheek. “H-hey! What was that for?!”

“Sorry was it too much-”

“N-NO! I-I mean- GAH you’re such a normie MC!”

But you saw that he didn’t pull away from you, in fact he leaned closer to you, despite what he’s saying.

It would take some time for him to get adjusted to this, but that’s okay.

You have all the time in the world if it’s for him.

#obey me x reader #obey me reader insert #obey me levi #obey me leviathan x reader #leviathan x reader #obey me levi x reader #dream’s 100 + 200 followers prompt special 💙

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interact-if · 3 years ago

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Taking the spotlight for Day 6... Lucirene!

Lucirene, author of An Angel’s Song

Latino Heritage Month Featured Author

In the forest of Bres an otherworldly sickness corrodes the soil and changes the creatures within. “A parting gift from the fallen angels” say the citizens of the Hyaku Region and the mark on your hand confirms it.

Though the scent travelling in the air is sweet and enticing everyone knows better than to get closer. But the mark, it pulses, it burns, the pain spreading as fast as the corruption of the forest does.

Your masters are calling, and it seems like this time you cannot escape them.

An Angel’s Song Demo | Author’s Ko-fi | Author’s Patreon | Read more [here]

Tags: dark fantasy, romance

(INTERVIEW TRANSCRIPT UNDER THE CUT!)

Q1: So, tell us a little bit about the projects you’re working on!

I have so many, but the only one public is An Angel’s Song. It’s, more than anything, a story about grief, loneliness and overcoming it all while navigating a hostile environment and discovering long lost secrets about the Divine and about the MC’s country. That one is very cathartic for me to make because of the themes, I feel like I’m working through a lot of feelings I didn’t even realize I had by writing it.

The next one is also an IF and it focuses on comedy, adventure and character interaction. It’s supposed to be more lighthearted, more fun, but knowing me… I don’t know if it’ll stay that way. Basically, it goes: A Captain’s boat falls prey to the storms and the strange creatures living under the sea, and they and their crew end up washing ashore an icy, snowy country. I already have the main cast written down and they have so much synergy, it’s amazing.

And the last one I’ll talk about (a traditional novel) actually happens in the same setting as my second IF, but many, many years before, when their local deity/guardian was born. It’s more of a romance-fantasy than anything, a love story between a Goddess and a half-dragon, however it also showcases many of the situations the people had to navigate and face before their country could become the place you’ll see in my second IF.

Q2: What excites you most about using interactive fiction? What are some of the biggest challenges?

What I like most definitely is how much freedom we have as authors. Of course, one is constrained by one’s ability to code but I think, for the most part, we can do so many things, reach an entirely new level of immersion that would not be possible with a regular novel. It’s amazing how sometimes I’m reading something and get so into it, feel so connected to the MC I feel dread when they do, panic when they have to make a choice that will clearly impact a lot of people in their world. With IF you can really feel like you’re part of the story.

Another thing I like is being able to explore other paths with my writing. Like for example, what if the MC had done this instead of that? How would that have affected their relationships, their world state? Writing branches is a lot of work, especially because they could change so many things, but it feels oddly satisfying when you do decide to include them.

Challenges… Coding, mainly. I feel like a lot of new aspiring IF authors are a bit afraid of coding and I can understand that, especially since, had it not been for the help of the community, I would have taken way longer to actually start using Twine. Hopefully with time for resources come up and it becomes less daunting.

I don’t know if any other author feels the same way but, though I think branching is a blessing, it is also a curse. I can only write the same conversation so many times, I mean I know I’m writing it in different tones and sometimes with different results but it gets frustrating after a while because it feels like you’re stuck, like you’re not progressing at all.

Another one would definitely be finding a balance between reader interaction and just following your vision. Since it’s IF at times I feel like I have to meet a quota of branches or ways in which you can react, sometimes I also find it difficult to make the MC feel like a real person instead of a reader-insert. I’m working on that.

Q3: What has been something in your project you’ve had to do a weird amount of research for?

That’s a difficult one… I don’t know if I would consider it weird but I do tend to investigate a lot about fashion, especially when designing the main outfits of the characters. I spend hours trying to find out what colors were used back then, what they meant, who was allowed to use them. I have this little image with some palettes for kimonos depending on the season.

I also spend too much time coming up with names, especially for places. Like I look up names of places that already exist, what they mean, I try to investigate if the words that I want to use make sense, then I panic because I can’t find anything, but I think that’s usual for writers. I also spent more time than necessary researching for the name of a tree that you will see way later in the book, which no one will probably notice what the name of the tree means or what it symbolizes but it makes me happy.

Honestly, I feel like the amount of research I have had to do has not been particularly weird? If anything at times I think I should research more, even if some aspects of Japanese culture will not apply to Kyou.

Q4: Which of your characters is most like you? How?

The initial version of the MC from An Angel’s Song, which I miss dearly since they had more personality. They were autistic coded too, and I hope some traces of that still remain. Apart from that I feel like all of the characters from the main cast share something with me, even if their experiences are, of course, more dramatic than my own.

A lot of them have issues with a paternal figure or an absent mother, which also resonates with me. Some of Saori’s traits draw inspiration from ways in which I talked or acted before I became a little better at masking, before I became more self-aware. Hazuki being emotional and caring, K being a bit clingy but devoted, Masa having a temper yet loyal, Miwa being friendly but reluctant to open up beyond surface level information. I think those things describe me.

There’s also Rei but I don’t think I’m writing her book anytime soon. She’s someone that’s very family oriented, she’s a bit temperamental but she means well and she’s not afraid to speak her mind. Now that I think about it, maybe Rei is more the person I want to become.

Q5: Does your heritage influence your characters as you create them? (How? Why or why not?)

I’ve been living in Venezuela my whole life so I think so, even if most of the time I don’t even notice it. I believe that this happens especially in regards to relationships because people in Venezuela are very family oriented and also, from what I’ve experienced, they form strong bonds with their neighbors, which creates this strong sense of community —sometimes it goes well, sometimes it doesn’t, but my mom and her friends always make at least some friends in their neighborhoods and they gossip with some coffee about the happenings of the rest—. So when it comes to writing a character it is very important to me to make an emphasis on family relationships because those are a strong part of my culture, of my identity.

In An Angel’s Song you have the main cast having issues or conflicting emotions about one or multiple members of their family, which influence their behavior and their outlook on life, but for the most part they are (or will be) able to form similar relationships with people that are not related to them, or to work towards restoring that relationship, transforming it into something healthier.

In my other books family dynamics are also immensely important. For example, I’m going to mention Rei again because I love her. So, Rei has a sister named Rin, and they are both very close, even if they haven’t spent much time together. Their bond and trust in each other helps them overcome a lot of obstacles and they rely on each other when they need support or encouragement. Rei also has other people that she thinks of as siblings, and restoring that relationship with them is one of her main goals. There’s also this recurring guilt she feels at leaving her birth family and her home to explore, because to her, families are supposed to stay together.

Another aspect that I think influences my writing is religion, even if I wasn’t raised in a particularly religious household nor do I belong to any religion. Religion is a big deal in this country, we have so many events and holidays relating to religious figures. I remember when I was very young I loved going to one of the churches here because the Virgin of that town had a building filled with pretty clothes to dress her with.

So, in that vein, I try to think about the character’s relationship with religion, do they believe in the Gods? Do they trust them? Do they follow local deities or prefer the main pantheon? How does this religion shape the way people interact with each other and the world? In regards to characters that are Venezuelan or Venezuelan-coded… I do have a few that are Venezuelan, but I don’t think I’m going to be releasing their stories soon, so I’ll keep it quiet for now.

Q6: What is something you love to see in interactive fiction?

People being passionate about their work! This isn’t something exclusive to IF, but it is something that I love seeing. I also like seeing the different ways people innovate within the genre. I feel like sometimes, especially with newer writers, there is this idea that an IF has to subscribe to a specific format and that’s simply not true. If you don’t want to use a stat system you don’t have to, if you want to add combat then go ahead, if you would prefer to write an MC that’s already pretty pre-established (which is something that I personally want to try) then there’s nothing stopping you and I encourage you to give it a go. IF is very versatile and it’s wrong to try and fit authors into a box, especially if they want to bring something new into our little corner of the internet.

Q7: Any advice to give?

In general, I advise people to have fun writing, to not worry so much about how good it is, about if people will like it. Writing, at the end of the day, ends up being a pretty solitary activity and having those thoughts in your head too long will make you spiral. Be kind to yourself, be open to feedback when it comes (and learn to distinguish constructive feedback from destructive feedback) and enjoy the exploration of your world and characters.

You are not alone in all of this. If you can, join a group of writers you can talk with, exchange ideas, get feedback from or just exchange memes (the ultimate bonding experience). Don’t be afraid, you’re not alone.

#if: events #latino heritage month #latino authors #interactive fiction #cyoa #choose your own adventure #choose your story

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perriewinklenerdie · 4 years ago

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Thoughts (Ethan Ramsey x MC)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Claire Herondale

Word count: 1,7 k

Summary: OH3 Chapter 2 rewrite + added scene. Claire finds out what’s on Ethan’s mind every time he sees her.

Warnings: None

A/N: What’s that? Ethan and MC are acting like a couple? Did you mean ‘give them more fluff’? I got you, no problem.

Ethan’s focus was forcefully shifted from the paperwork he’s been working on to the two figures that appeared in the doorway to his office. His forehead creased at the sight of his newest patient being wheeled into the room. Not a fraction of a second later, Claire came into his field of vision and, as bizarre as it seemed, her presence alone managed to lessen the irritation the new administration of the hospital evoked in him every single day since they came back to work. Remembering what the deal with their patient was, he schooled his features as much as he could.

“Dr. Herondale, is everything alright?” he found her eyes with his, feeling a wave of warmth flooding him. Claire moved her head slightly, a shift in her stance so miniscule that if he weren’t paying as close attention to her as he did, he wouldn’t have caught it.

“Everything’s okay, I just figured that since we were waiting for Andrew’s M.R.I., we could study his… symptoms a little more.” She walked closer, leaning on the desk. A whisper of a grin made itself at home on her face. “Mind taking part in a little experiment?”

He somehow knew that it would come to this, almost as though he could read her mind now too. Ridiculous as the situation was, he knew saying ‘no’ wasn’t a real option for him – he’s lost the ability to deny her anything a long time ago. With a sigh, he waved his hand for Andrew to begin.

“He’s tense.” The young man started, matter-of-factly. Ethan scoffed.

“I don’t think you need psychic powers to determine that.” He pointed out, leaning back in his seat. Looking at Claire again, he found her already staring at him with a tenacious spark. “… Fine, proceed. But only because I agree that we need to determine what’s going on here.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” She muttered under her breath, grinning cheekily at him. “All right, Andrew, tell me what does Dr. Ramsey think about me?”

With no hesitation, Andrew replied. “You mean besides what he’d be doing with you now if the two of you were alone?”

Ethan’s head snaps towards their patient before he can even think about what he’s doing. “What?”

“Am I right?”

“Ethan?” Claire’s voice betrayed the surprise she was trying to hide with a stoic look on her face. She didn’t have to say anything else, really, because Ethan already knew that she’d tease him endlessly with that knowledge. A flash of heat licked its way up his spine, coloring his neck red. He broke the eye contact, incredibly interested in anything but her all the sudden. There was no running from her, though, since the first thing that his eyes landed upon was a photo of Claire and him from the gala.

It took him a moment to find his voice again, words melting into a mumble.

“… I don’t want to talk about it.”

Andrew, encouraged rather than disheartened by the obvious effect he had on the doctor, continued. “In the slightly more PG realm, he’s about ten times happier since you walked through the door.”

Ethan cracked a helpless smile, feeling himself unable to keep a straight face. He tried to make his voice sound stern, but at this point, not even Ethan himself believed his tough demeanor.

“I would really prefer it if you stopped while I still have some dignity left.”

The young man fell quiet, clearly proud of himself. Meanwhile, Claire turned around towards her partner and leaned closer. Her hair fell over her shoulder, creating a curtain that hid her face from Andrew. Ethan felt locked in place, hypnotized by her charming smile.

“You have something to say about this…?” she trailed off, dropping her voice to a warm mutter. He hesitated, unsure how much freedom he could allow himself, but ultimately, the look she was giving him made him forgo his inhibitions.

“I won’t deny that he’s right.” He began, causing her to grin knowingly. “But he could have figured this out by the way my eyes follow you. Or my body language, for that matter.” He recalled all the times in which his body gravitated towards hers during the initial consult, their shoulders pressing together.

“I don’t know about it, Dr. Ramsey.” Leaning into him even further, she whispered sultrily. “That thing about throwing me on the desk… not that it would be the first time…” her gaze fell to his lips, the corners of her own inching upwards. Ethan’s breath caught in his throat, his body moving towards her slightly. Before he could reach her, she straightened her posture and turned back around to her previous position. “That was strangely familiar. Not to mention, accurate.”

Andrew cleared his throat, bringing the attention of both his doctors back to him. The older diagnostician blushed an even deeper red color.

“Be that as it may, it would help to test it further with more concrete questions. Mr. Polowsky tell me…” Ethan wondered what question he should ask, deciding upon something that there was no way he could figure out simply by observing him. “My favorite place to vacation.”

This time, the young man hesitated, taking a moment to think before answering. “New York?”

“Try ‘no place at all’.” Claire chimed in, looking over her shoulder to gauge Ethan’s reaction. “Dr. Ramsey here is a workaholic.”

“Very funny, Claire. Try again, Mr. Polowsky.”

“Maybe Las Vegas?”

Ethan laughed, shaking his head in disagreement for the second time. He felt Claire’s eyes on him, noticing a curious glint when he looked into them. They kept the contact long after Andrew admitted that he didn’t know the answer.

“Weird. You were getting perfect reads with everyone else.”

“This ability clearly has its limits. It might help narrow down the possible causes.” Ethan nodded in agreement, observing their patient closely.

“So what is your favorite vacation spot?” Andrew questioned, curious about where the world-renowned diagnostician chose to relax.

“Nice try. I may not use Pictagram much…” Ethan laughed, sending a meaningful look Claire’s way, her latest photo never too far from his thoughts. “But I know better than to give away my best kept secret and invite the crowds in.”

He observed them as they left for Andrew’s M.R.I., perplexed by the whole situation. Claire looked back at him and once she was sure she had his attention, she blew him a kiss, grinning smugly at the charged look he gave her.

Some time later, he found her hunched over the table in his office, deep into the article displayed on her laptop. Leaning against the side of the table, he looked into her research.

“Any progress?”

“Nothing new. M.R.I. didn’t show any significant changes, blood tests came back with no indications towards any probable causes.” Her shoulders fell in disappointment. “We’re back to square one. Flu… and psychic abilities.” Claire fell deeper into her seat, sighing deeply. “And those powers are getting creepy. You saw it yourself.”

“I can certainly agree that his accuracy is uncanny, not something you’d usually expect from cold reading. But it’s not enough to convince me that he has magical powers.” Straightening his back, he hummed under his breath. “He wasn’t 100% right.”

“He was right about you, though.” Claire smiled suspiciously at him. “Mostly. I still want to know what’s that heavily guarded holiday destination of yours.”

Ethan’s hand moved to her neck, trailing upwards until he reached her pulse point, tracing the delicate skin with the tip of his finger.

“If I tell you now, there won’t be an element of surprise when I take you there.”

Her eyes fluttered close for a moment, losing her focus upon the feeling of his skin against hers. She was breathless when she spoke again, and he was sure he had her distracted. How wrong he was.

“Are you going to be thinking about me when we’re there the way you think about me when we’re at work?”

A low groan escaped him, a hint of a blush returning to his face. “You’re not gonna let me live this down, huh.”

Claire scrunched her nose adorably, the only response he needed, then turned back to her research. Ethan moved to stand behind her, squeezing her shoulders from time to time as they brainstormed for possible causes of their patient’s special powers.

His eyes found her in the evening after they diagnosed Andrew, just as she was about to leave. The atrium was strangely quiet, providing a false sense of calmness. His feet carried him towards her on their own.

“Fancy seeing you here.” He smiled warmly, reaching her side in a few strides. Claire raised an eyebrow at him, the corners of her lips rising smugly.

“Why? Were you hoping to see me?”

“Oh, definitely.” They were now face to face, eyes locked in a heated gaze. His fingers followed the hem of her jacket, pulling her closer to him by the lapel. “Do you have any plans for the evening?”

She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, humming softly. “I was originally gonna go home and drown myself in Netflix, but I suppose I could be convinced otherwise.”

“I see.” He nodded, stroking the line of her cheekbone with his knuckles. His voice dropped to a deep grumble, sending a thrilling shiver through her. “Can I make you dinner?”

Claire breathed out slowly. “Yeah.” Her shoulders fell as the tension accumulated throughout the whole day of work flew out of her. “I’d love that.”

Ethan threw his arm over her shoulder, tangling their fingers together and squeezing tenderly. He pressed a long kiss to her forehead, smiling once again – he’s been doing that a lot lately.

Before they reached the train station that would take them to his apartment, she saw an opening for one more tease.

“Do you want another blueberry smoothie in the morning?”

Notes

My two idiots are basically married. That’s all I see.

#ethan ramsey #ethan x mc #open heart #playchoices #ethan ramsey x mc

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