#Seduce Me 2 The Demon War

[vamichaelalaws]

"Innocence" a Seduce Me story, is available now for Christmas! Happy Holidays and may your love be as innocent as this tale💖

Available in Paperback, Hardcover, or E-Book!

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Please enjoy! - Michaela Laws

(PS: An audiobook and virtual novel will be made and released by February!)

[luka-dreams]

Can we talk about how underrated this FINE ass man is?!

Like we barely get content with him AND he doesn't even have a page on the fandom wiki😭😭

Justice for Shadow😭

[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

Arons demon form in the Reversed! AU. Originally her markings were purple, but they appeared too powerful. So with the help of changing her glamor spell (and a randomizer wheel helping me pick what color to change it to) her markings are now white in this AU

(Reversed AU! By @new-tella-us btw)

And for bonus points, here's a kiss scene with her and Sam

[barely-coherent]

Can you write some sam x reader?

A/N: IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I COULDN'T REMEMBER IF IT WAS SET IN CHICAGO OR NOT. I played through all of Sam's routes again just to get his character down... Being an Erik simp is hard

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You hear the front door slam as Sam gets home and you make your way to the foyer. As you watch him slump against the closed door, you sigh and walk towards him.

"Rough day?" You ask and he practically falls into your arms as you open them. He let's out the loudest groan you've heard from him and buries his face into your neck, mumbling about the hardest parts of his day which seemed to be all of it if the length of his rant was anything to go by. You interrupt him mid complaint and drag him to the nearest couch, desperate to stop supporting all his weight on your feet alone.

After a few cups of tea, he was spread across the couch with his head in your lap and your hand in his hair.

"And you had the gall to not visit me once!" He says, poking you in the chest.

You look at him, crossing your arm and raising your eyebrow. "Oh, I'm so sorry that I didn't have time to drive around the entirety of Chicago looking for you." Teasing him gently as you continue stroking his hair.

"You could've called my name." He points out and you stare at him, your hand pausing mid stroke.

"I'm not gonna make you disappear in front of your coworkers. Are you insane?" Your hand continues in gently massaging his scalp, sighing as he crosses his arms.

"You've could've texted me..." You shake your head with a fond smile and squish his cheeks together.

"I'm sorry, is 5 texts per work day not cutting it anymore? Should I bump it up to 6?" He swats your hands away as a flush comes to his cheeks. He stays silent and you take it as your cue to press a kiss to his heated cheek. As his face heats up further, you continue pressing kisses against his face until you're about to press one to his neck and he pushes your face back gently.

"Not the neck! You know the neck is off-limits!" He says, his cheeks heating further as you press kisses against the palm on your face.

"All I'm hearing is your neck is perfect for kissing~!" You tease, trying to get closer but he holds you away with ease.

He tugs his collar up, completely blocking his neck as he lets go of you. "Off limits to civilians." He grins as if he'd won and you pout, looking up at him with your hands clasped together and wide eyes.

"Please?" You beg and he looks away, trying to avoid your pleading gaze until he sighs.

"My neck... is sensitive. This night will end very differently if you go anywhere near it." It takes a few seconds before your face matches his in terms of color and you cover your mouth in shock before delving into a fit of laughter.

"That's why you don't want me by your neck? You don't want me to know your weak spot?" The laughter spills out and he shushes you, his face burning up.

"Shut up! Quiet! I'm going to our room, oh my god!" He walks out of the room, more embarrassed than angry as he hides his head under the pillow, trying to muffle your laughter that echos up the stairs.

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

Can you write about Mika comforting Damien after he’s had a nightmare?

Of course! I’ve been busy and writing other stuff but I can do it now!! Hope you enjoy and sorry if it’s not so great. I’m not so great at writing Damien😭, but I Hope you enjoy :)💙.

Feedback and reblogs are appreciated as always!!

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He didn’t understand why the nightmare kept happening. The Demon Lord was dead, gone, and wouldn’t’ve been able to hurt Damien or Mika.

Mika, his lovely wife. They both had fought the Demon Lord for her freedom, and got married once they returned a few months ago. He believed their life could be better and peaceful, but every so often a nightmare haunted him, and it was always the same.

He opened his eyes in the dream and was in the throne room, with the Demon Lord far from him. Damien looked up on instinct and saw Mika, his lovely Mika, held up in the air by the monster. He wanted to run towards her, and he always, always tried, but he was stuck. He was frozen like a statue and was forced to watch the Demon Lord stab her, and hear her scream.

The Demon Lord said something, something about him being a bastard and how it’s his fault, but it never really processed. The only thing that processed was the sounds and sight of her death. He stabbed her until she stopped responding, and threw her lifeless body to the ground.

It broke him out of his trance and he tried to run towards her, shouting her name, but he was suddenly stopped by hands pulling him away. The Demon Lord looked at him the entire time, smiling even harder when the hands drag him away to the dungeons. It changed so quickly, it always did, and suddenly his hands were placed on a stone wall, and he heard the crack of a whip followed by the pain on his back.

It cracked over and over again, the pain worsened each time, and just before he woke he heard someone whisper, “A demon till the day you die.”

He sat up with a loud gasp, the world spinning as soon as he opened his eyes. He took in quick breaths, eyes scanned the room to see any threat, but there was none. He almost screamed when he felt a hand on his shoulder, only to look over and immediately recognize Mika.

“Damien? What’s wrong?” She noticed his breathing and the slight sheen of sweat on his face, and had a guess of what happened. She moved up to lean against the headboard and gently pulled him with her. Like always, he moved with her and wrapped his arms around her tightly, laying his cheek on her shoulder, while she ran a hand through his hair. “Was it a nightmare again?” He nodded silently. His eyes were focused solely on her stomach, the places she was stabbed in, and almost missed her next question. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Nothing was different. You still died and I was…”. He couldn’t finish the sentence, his throat felt too tight to continue. His tears fell before he could’ve stopped them, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck, feeling slight embarrassment though he knew she never judged him.

Her hand moved down his back, rubbing up and down to prove nothing was there. No scars or cuts or slashes. No one had hurt him. She lifted his chin up to make him look at her, up into her lovely green eyes that always made him feel safe. “Damien, you’re here with me. We’re safe.” She took one of his hands and placed it on her stomach, proving there were no stabs or blood, and then placed it over her heart. “We’re both alive.” She then wiped a few tears away and caressed his cheek lovingly, making him feel the warmth from her body, and not the coldness he knew her body had in the nightmare.

He listened to her voice, felt her touch, and followed her breathing to ease himself, a routine he did after each nightmare. Her heart was strong under his hand, and alive. He let out a deep sigh and nodded. “Yes, we’re alive. You’re alive. We’re safe,” he repeated to himself.

She slid back down to her spot in bed, him following her, and pulled him to her chest. He heard each heartbeat and breath she took, reassuring him more. She then began to hum a lullaby softly, guiding him to a peaceful sleep. When he was on the edge of sleep, ready to fall back into the darkness and hope for a better dream, he heard her whisper, “I love you, Damien. I’ll be here for you whenever you need me. Forever.”

He believed her, like he always did and always would until the end.

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I hope you enjoyed! I’m open for many more, but forgive me if I’m not as good for Matthew and Damien but I hope you enjoyed and see this Anon💙!

[devil-fucking-101]

Sam: Pros and cons of dating me.

Sam: Pros. You'll be the cute one.

Sam: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-

[erikandersonsspouse]

hello, may I ask how would the brothers react to Mika/MC randomly running up and hugging them for whatever reason?

You absolutely can ask! That is such a cute idea too, love it.

~He doesn't mind at all! ~Random hugs catch him off guard at first, mostly because demons aren't anywhere near as openly affectionate, but over time he gets used to it ~ He gets so used to them so he doesn't always even look up from what he's doing, instead laughing quietly and either leaning into the hug if he can't properly hug Mika back

~ Erik also doesn't mind random hugs at all, in fact he adores them ~It let's him know that Mika genuinely want his affection and that she will seek him out ~Though like with James and all his other brothers it does catch him a little off guard at first, Erik is the second fastest to adjust barely beat out by Matthew ~And sometimes he'll surprise Mika with surprise hugs of his own! ~In general this man will never say no to a hug

~Surprise hugs really catch him off guard at first. Especially if he can't see Mika coming ~After the things he's been through its understandable ~But once he's used to them, Sam loves them and always gives Mika the biggest hug back ~Sam is not likely to give surprise hugs of his own, but he will turn a surprise hug into a moment to just hold Mika, ya know since she's already in his arms. ~So cuddles abound ~In Mika's opinion, Sam gives the best hugs

~He is the fastest to adjust to surprise hugs ~Adores the randomness of the hugs and will hug Mika for any random reason right after she hugs him randomly for the first time. ~Sometimes the random hug turns into a tickle fight, sometimes it's just a sweet moment. Depends on the mood of the day ~A random hug from Mika always has a forehead kiss though.

~Surprise hugs make Damien so happy ~Like actually he needs all the hugs in the world and the fact that Mika will just randomly hug him to show that she cares about him ~He may or may not have cried the first time ~Will never say to a random hug ~He holds Mika so close and so tightly every time she hugs him

[1lovesickfangirl1]

we need more Simon Tabby appreciation!!

this albino stuffed animal squirrel thing gained life and it’s main goal is to annoy the shit out of matthew. bro has almost no respect for his creator, he seems indifferent to his brothers, and the only person he listens to is mika.

[fantasiacafecat]

For Seduce me fans and scholars. Does anybody know what Sm2: The Human Heart would have been?

I found this on Pinterest. It didn't have a username saying who posted it just that it was from Kickstarter.com. I'm assuming Michaela posted it for Seduce Me War 2. Or someone trying to help with raising funds.

We obviously didn't make it to Male Protagonist. Which makes me sad because seeing "The Human Heart" knowing were most likely never getting it is bugging me.

It's safer to assume that it would have been the human routes with Suzu, Naomi, and Andrew. But what would it have been like? Would it just be a continuation? Would we learn more about the mafia and Suzu's family? Would we go to Paris with Naomi? Could it have been a scenario where Mika finds Harold's magical book and learns about magic again, causing her to still get cursed to be in the Abyssal Plains. Could there be a chance where we see the brothers again? If so how would that work?

So many questions. When I have time I'd like to write a story on it. I'm not really familiar with Andrew's route so I probably wrote write him (I have other AU 's I'd like to at least touch on that does have him more embedded in the story).

[femboymikafanpage]

Do you take request for each incubus? I love your James x Mika art by the way💗

yep! every romanceable character in seduce me requests are open for!

[tealincubusspeckles]

Concept: Foretold Through The Bloodline

What if…

Mika is a seer. Harold had a heart of gold because he was generous with his resources and wanted to spread the idea of love via toys for children. What if Harold used to tell Mika a bedtime story passed down through generations? However, what if this generational story came from a seer in the Anderson bloodline who wanted to warn future generations about demons? This story affects David and pushes fear into his heart about the supernatural. Meanwhile, the story encourages Mika to feed her imagination until the brothers enter her life. What if, sometime during her two years with her lover of choice, that she would have to choose between the human world and the demon world because of the generational story? Although, the only reason why I had this idea was because some people make it obvious they are about to pass and some don't. So going back to the idea, what would you do if you realized your future was already foretold many decades before you were born? When would the pieces start to click? How would you assure yourself you're not being vain? Remember, anyone who could have confirmed or denied your claim was long gone. Would you learn to play along with the story, attempt to run away, or decide to exist while the story drags on? We all could wonder or have an answer to what I proposed, yet I am still learning to love the moment.

SCENE IDEA

My grandfather told me this story a long time ago, but every time he tells it, the details often change. When I used to ask him why, my grandfather claimed that through many generations the story kept developing via dreams. In the story there were seven characters a tall golden stag, a clingy octopus, a tiny dragon, a harpy eagle, a hellhound, a purple cat, and a singing glass heart. Frequently, one character ends up with a portion of the glass heart. However, in the end when all the characters are present, the glass heart pieces are embedded in the grown up dragon's chest. Many in my family have tried to interpret this dream, but none have encountered such a situation. Until I realized, Diana was the purple cat that forced Sam to keep me close. Does the dream mean our relationship will hurt Sam?

[vamichaelalaws]

A prequel is coming…

[umekunoichi]

Hello~! I present to you a redraw of one of my old Yumeships, Plums & Blueberries 💙💜

To those who don't know, I was a Seduce Me Otome fan back in the day, & Matthew/Zecaeru was my first online yumeship. I still love this goofball after all these years.

I've been improving my art over the years, and I wanted to draw my favorite piece that I've done back in 2015 of my ship.

2015 doodle:

[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

So random thought

(Tw for mentions of psycedelic drug use)

I'm watching these tiktoks of a girl who shows like, how each drug affects you. Or each sickness and stuff. And she shows it through make up.

And as someone who hyperfixates on both scary illnesses and psychedelic drugs, I have been obsessed with her videos ever since I found her page

Anyways. I was watching one and it made me think about like how much demon illness/substances could actually affect the girls since they're humans

Like. Not the typical demon illness or substance ofc

But one that is thought to not heavily affect demons. Like, it's not common in them.

*but* when a human contracts it, they begin having vivid hallucinations that can resemble having taken psychedelics. And it's *terrifying* obviously, and very unexpected.

I'll say it might be able to affect demons like that as well, but only weaker demons

Those already affected by other illnesses with weakened immune systems may also be more suseptible to it getting to that point.

But for the average to powerful demon, it feels like severe brain fog and energy deprivation, nausea, memory lapses, in more severe cases there are signs like uneven pupils or changes of colors in the eye. Obviously this isn't very pleasant either.

It's contagious, but just because someone picks up the illness doesn't mean it will affect them

They can just become a carrier for about a week to a month

There's a very low chance of the average demon actually being affected by the illness. So most are just asymptomatic cariers for a bit

However, humans have weaker immune systems so despite the likely hood of them being affected the illness being lowish, it's still higher than it affecting a demon.

Like humans have a 3/5 chance of being symptomatic if they come into contact with the disease.

The average healthy demon has like a .05 percent chance of becoming symptomatic if they come into contact with the disease

But demons are more likely to come into contact with the disease

This is basically just me worldbuilding a bit for my au. Feel free to ignore this as it's not canon whatsoever in the og game, but it's something I've adapted into my canon because I love the idea of expanding on this stuff

[fantasialibrarycafe]

If I do decide to make a Seduce me the Otome Extended and more thorough version fanfic. What would be a preferred.

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

Ur Damien fic was so good omg, can you write Sam comforting Mika after a nightmare?

Of course! I hope you enjoy :)💙

Some author notes at the end.

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Mika rarely had nightmares. She heard people talking about theirs, but she never had any tales. Her dreams were peaceful, weird, or she had none at all. However, one night she did, and it was the worst of all.

She seemed awake in her nightmare suddenly, but surrounded by darkness. Usually, she was afraid of darkness, but what surrounded her made her feel peace. There was no fear from the silence, but then she felt eyes on her. She didn’t know how to explain it, all she knew is that something was wrong and she wasn’t alone. She looked all around herself, and suddenly her surroundings changed and her heart dropped. She stood in the top of the Demon Lord’s castle, the room lined by stained glass windows.

“You killed me,” someone growled. Mika yelped and turned around to see Diana. Her wings were ripped, her body was bloodied, and she scowled at Mika with pure, terrifying rage.

She gasped and her eyes widened. “D-Diana?” She stuttered from fear and shock, not expecting to see Diana months after her wedding, months after her death.

Diana took a step forward, and the room felt stuffy all of a sudden. “You killed me,” she said again, her voice more aggressive and louder.

Mika took a step back, and shook her head. “Y-You pushed me out of the way.” The Demon Lord tried to kill her, used his last ounces of energy to take Mika down with him, but Diana saved her again, though it cost her her life. That guilt had never gone away, no matter what the boys and Sam said.

Diana kept walking and Mika kept taking steps back, trying to get away from a threat. She gasped when she felt the cold glass against her back, and she knew she was trapped. She froze from the overwhelming energy around her, and she could barely breathe from the look Diana had alone. “I-I never wanted you to take the shot for me,” she shook her head, “I’m sorry for letting my guard down.” Diana had taught her in the demon world, and Mika remembered many of her tips and tricks, and one was that she never should let her guard down. Yet in the end she did. When it seemed like the Demon Lord was dead, everyone calmed for a moment and it were a mistake. 

But then the nightmare became worse. Diana smiled and laughed, her voice slowly changing to another familiar one. The Demon Lord. A bright light flashed around her, making her cover her head with her arms. The laughing echoed around her, and she felt her body give out from the energy around her, the way it closed in on her. She fell to her knees and looked up when she felt something touch her chin.

It was the tip of the Demon Lord’s sword, and it made her look up at him to see his evil grin, one that haunted her memories. He continued to laugh at the look on her face, the horror and fear he gave everyone. And then he moved too quick for her to stop. He picked her up and slammed her against the glass, and she distantly heard the sound of glass breaking and dropping to the floor. His hand around her throat was tight and she tried to call for her weapon, tried to use her energy to fight back, but it was all gone. She was truly defenseless.

His grip tightened, and he chuckled at her tiny wince of pain, and then scowled. “I failed once, I won’t fail again!” He shouted at her, a mix of anger and glee at what he did next. He stabbed the sword through her chest and twisted it, so she felt the pain. He stayed still for a few seconds, though it felt like forever to her, before he pulled the sword out and stabbed her stomach. He wanted to not just kill her, but torture her.

“NOO!” Someone shouted.

She looked over the Demon Lord’s shoulder and time froze. At the entrance of the room stood Sam, her love, her Aomaris, reaching out towards her. He was in his demon form like he was in their final fight, and he had his own wounds, no doubt inflicted by the Demon Lord. Her heart broke at the shock and terrified look on his face, the way he looked just as broken as her.

However, her vision suddenly was blocked by a hand wrapped around her eyes, and an arm wrapped around her waist. It came from the broken window behind her and someone whispered in her ear, sending ice through her veins.

“You’re coming with me, human,” Diana whispered, her tone void of emotion and cold. She then felt a pulling sensation, the glass stabbed into her skin, and she woke with a scream.

“NO!” She sat up and shouted, the shout echoing in the room. Her breath was ragged and her heart raced. She yelped again when she felt someone touch her shoulder, and almost pushed them away until she heard their voice.

“Hey! It’s me, it’s me!” It was Sam, and she looked over to see him looking surprised and confused. His hair was mussed from sleep, and his eyes still glazed over from sleep, but his attention was all on her.

“S-Sam,” she whimpered out, voice broken from her shout. She cupped his cheeks and leaned in close, taking in his face and searched for any wounds. When she found none, she hugged him tightly and buried her face in the crook of his neck. She couldn’t stop her sobs and how she flinched when he wrapped his arms around her.

He ran one hand up and down her back and the other through her hair, gently scratching her scalp. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m right here,” he whispered, grounding her to reality. His voice was soft and gentle, but she still heard how he sounded in her nightmare. The fear in his voice in the nightmare went against the gentleness he showed her at that moment. She struggled to truly listen to him.

He pulled back slightly, making her look at him though she tried to hide. “Tell me what happened.” She opened her mouth several times to explain, but all that left were her quick and panicked breaths. He instantly realized she still wasn’t truly there, her eyes still had a far away look, so he held her face gently and spoke slowly. “Breathe with me, okay?” His voice sounded awkward and unsure, and she would’ve laughed in a different situation.

He led her through a breathing technique he knew, one he used when he practiced different fighting techniques. She struggled to follow, yet he stayed patient and quiet. He knew from past experiences that noise sometimes made the panic worse, and all he wanted was for her to be better. He kept at it until she matched his pace and her tears stopped. He kissed her forehead and hugged her again. “Can you tell me what happened?”

She let out a deep breath, finally able to speak. “I was—was in the place where we fought the Demon Lord, and I saw Diana. She was hurt and then she suddenly became the Demon Lord, and stabbed me against the glass, and you were suddenly there trying to get to me, and then Diana tried to pull me through the broken window and take me to the sea with her!” She couldn’t stop the way her words rambled together, and she knew she partly didn’t make sense, but she didn’t care. She just needed to talk, which Sam always let her do. He was her safe place.

He nodded along and only listened, not interrupting with questions or any noise. He only spoke when she was done and looked at him with teary eyes and a red face, dried tear tracks on her face. Once she was finished and went silent, other than her quiet sniffles, he kissed her forehead and laid his against hers. “You’re safe and alive.” To prove his words, he grabbed her hand and placed it over his heart, letting her feel his strong heartbeat. “The Demon Lord is dead, and Diana made her choice, Mika. She chose to save you, you shouldn’t blame yourself for any of that.” He shook his head and closed his eyes, his emotions taking over him too. Though he didn’t talk about it as much, her death affected him, too. Without her sacrifice, Mika would’ve died. “None of us could’ve predicted what happened.”

He was right, she knew that. Diana pushed Mika out of the way, she made that choice. The Demon Lord was truly dead. Sam even decapitated him to make absolute sure, so there was no way he was alive. He couldn’t hurt any of them anymore.

He gently lifted her chin up and smiled at her. “It’s okay. We’re alive and safe. Tell me that.”

She let out a shaky breath and nodded. “We’re alive and safe.” With his insistence, she repeated it several times, and she slowly began to believe him and realize it herself. Once she did she felt more comfortable, her body was less tense, and her exhaustion caught up with her. Who knew panicking and crying could exhaust someone?

“Are you okay?”

She nodded and pecked his lips. “Yes, and thank you.” Even in the slight darkness, only lit by the small bedside lamp on Sam’s side, she saw a blush on his face. She chuckled at his face and it only made him smile in turn. He loved her laugh.

He laid her back down with him, turned off the light, and wrapped his arms around her tightly, hugging her close to him. “No one can get to us anymore.”

She looked up at him and knew his eyes showed pure love, even in the dark, and she hoped he could see it in hers as well. She kissed his chest and nuzzled into him. “I know. I won’t let them get to us.” She yawned. “Even if they do, I’ll beat their ass.” She heard him chuckle softly at that.

Both comfortable and calm again, they fell back into a deep sleep, and woke up with smiles on their face. They woke to the love of their life, how could they not smile even after a nightmare?

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Okay the ending was a little rushed since I wanted to get it out badly, but I hope you enjoyed it! I feel like I did good and I hope I didn’t write Sam out of character. Love you and I’m totally open for any other prompts or ideas you have!