#mc: [close to tears] I don't know what any of those words mean

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For the mafia bad sanses, what if we did try and run away?

Oho, the hunt is on.

Horror likes a chase. He always has, he's a hunter at heart. He's also very good at it; he pays much closer attention than people realise to the very small details. On top of being excellent at following scents, easily capable of tracking your movements, he knows your habits and routines like the back of his hand and he can accurately predict where you'll go and what you'll do during your brief escape. Nightmare absolutely expects Horror to find you first - the other two use him like one might use a bloodhound, following his bulldozing lead through the city.

Though it's fun to chase you down, Horror's genuinely worried about you the whole time you're gone. It doesn't help that Nightmare feeds his paranoia to ensure Horror is a vigilant guard - don't you understand he's trying to protect you? He will bring you back. He has to keep his loved ones in places he can keep an eye on them. He's not angry when he finds you, he's not even upset... he just checks you for injuries, and asks if you're hungry.

When you get back, he'll get you a snack.

Dust understands. He really does. He would run away, too, if there wasn't so much on the line for him. But he really feels like an idiot. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he had started to think of the situation as you and him against them. He started to feel like, maybe, there was... a connection forming? He started to feel like maybe you understood him. Maybe... maybe you trusted him. Maybe he could open up.

... You fleeing is a jolt back to reality. You didn't tell him anything before you left. You don't trust him; he's not your friend. You see him as one of them. Now he feels stupid and embarrassed.

Dust drags his feet about hunting you down. He follows Nightmare's orders, like he always does, but it's obvious he's just letting the other two do it. He still looks after you - he would never go back on his word. But you can tell something's changed.

Killer certainly enjoys chasing. He likes tossing you over one shoulder once he's found you and he's itching for a reason to kill anyone who scared/hurt you before they found you. But once he's actually got you, he's... mature? Sympathetic? He talks to you gently, but without being patronising. What the hell, is this even Killer? He chats with you during the trip home, assuring you that you're not in trouble. He genuinely wants to know why you ran... he wants you to get it out, insisting bottling it up won't help anyone.

... He also explains that when you're outside without them, you're in real, genuine danger. Nightmare is infamous - his enemies might want to take out their frustrations on his prize human, but on top of that, some of his allies might think you're a defector and grasp the opportunity to prove their loyalty by hurting you. Killer's words are gentle, but he paints a vivid picture.

Seems like he really doesn't want you to leave.

Nightmare is frustrated.

When you're brought before him again, you think he's angry with you. He's certainly angry. But at you? Goodness, no, never at you. He's angry at his guards for finding you so slow, and not sufficiently preventing your escape. You're not to blame here, it only makes sense that a pretty bird like you would take flight through the first open window it sees. Nightmare doesn't appear phased by this at all - in fact, the only real consequence (if you could even call it that) for you is that Nightmare is insistent on having a garden built for you, so you can get fresh air to avoid cabin fever. He keeps asking what flowers you'd prefer for it. It's kinda alarming, how blase he is about someone he likes trying trying to flee him.

(Nightmare's very pleased that this has driven a wedge between you and Dust. Better you focus on him instead, dear.)

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hello!! i am peter, helping test the anon

AND ANOTHER REQUEST

HLC react to MC’s phoenix after they bring it to the RoR? I like to think MC would name him Eleazar :)

HLC REACT TO THE PHOENIX

MC holds their arm out for the majestic phoenix as it circles overhead. "Eleazar!" MC calls out and the phoenix gracefully decends. Its golden feathers glitter in the faux sunlight provided by the sanctuary within the Room of Requirement.

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SEBASTIAN SALLOW: "You found a PHOENIX!? Do you have any idea how lucky you are? Wait...does this mean, YOU HAVE PHOENIX TEARS!?!?" He nearly falls over from the realization. They're holding the cure for Anne. The real cure. She can finally, truly be healed. He tears up and falls to his knees. MC kneels next to him and holds him with their free arm as he openly sobs with relief.

OMINIS GAUNT: He's never heard a phoenix call before. MC describes the bird to him and he nearly drops his wand. "Incredible. How did you- actually, don't tell me. I don't need to know what you had to do to find this beast. I worry enough about you as it is."

ANNE SALLOW: She sits on a rock with MC, standing too long is painful. The phoenix moves from MC onto her shoulder and leans it's head against hers. It seems to sense her pain and gives a mournful coo. She's about to ask about the bird's behavior when MC quickly takes a small vial from their pocket and holds it under the phoenix's face. It suddenly dawns on her. The phoenix is trying to heal her. It takes everything in her to not cry her own tears.

IMELDA REYES: "Is that beast real?" Her snarkyness can't disguise her genuine surprise. "I thought they were just tales, nevermind what's used as wand cores. Who knows how old those feathers are...so, how fast can it fly?" The phoenix gives her a challenging look.

NATSAI ONAI: "How magnificent!" She holds out her hand and the phoenix accepts her gentle touch. "You are just as special as I always knew you to be, MC. To have a phoenix's trust, how does it feel to be the universes favorite?" She laughs.

GARRETH WEASLEY: He's absolutely SALIVATING at he thought of a phoenix feather. Do they have one? Can he have one? Pleeeeese?? He will literally sell his soul for one. He is actually on his knees, begging. He has no dignity when it comes to one of the most rare ingredients on earth.

LEANDER PREWETT: He's still trying to wrap his head around this Room of Requirement, let alone the sanctuary. He can hardly believe what he's seeing. He doesn't know what to say or do. MC has officially broken him. He just gives a helpless shug and holds his arms out to the phoenix in a gesture of "how am I supposed to respond to this?"

AMIT THAKKAR: He's only read about them, books don't do them justice. The feather are far more vibrant and have this mystical flame like shimmer. It's almost indescribable. He's in absolute awe, but jumps a little if the bird moves in his direction. It's a powerful beast.

EVERETT CLOPTON: In his awe, he reaches forward too fast and the phoenix pecks at his hand. "Ow! Sorry, got a little carried away." He puts his nipped hand in his pocket and sticks to admiring the bird up close hands free.

POPPY SWEETING: Her jaw drops and doesn't come back up for a while. When she can find the words, she asks a billion questions in rapid fire succession. The biggest one being HOW they found the phoenix to begin with. "Bloody UNICORNS are easier to find!!" She is bound and determined to befriend the phoenix. She needs that beast cred bragging right.

ELEAZAR FIG: He smiles bashfully, hearing that MC has apparently named their phoenix after him. MC encourages the phoenix to sit on his shoulder and it puffs up as it gets comfortable. "This is a wonderful surprise, MC. Thank you, I am truly honored to be the name you put on this magnificent beast." He means it, his heart is full and fit to burst.

[ruhorih4ra]

Hello everyone! It's been a long, loooong time! But now I'm back with the comfort I promised (AND the angst you didn't ask for!)! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, It really wasn't my intention to completely lose my ability to think 👎🏻

Sorry for the grammatical errors (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

Get out of my way 🌈

“No! Let me go!” You said, but you were too tired to pronounce the words correctly. You felt drained and on edge.

You lost consciousness for a couple of minutes and then heat ran through your entire body. You felt something insight your bones, surround your core, a smooth voice calling your name. “Shh! Don't worry, MC, everything's fine. I'm here.” Simeon was holding you with a firm grip, his wings covering you from the cold air, the light emanating from his halo was both bright and warm.

You opened your eyes to see a truly angelic sight, the glimmering blue eyes of Simeon. Blue like a clear sky, blue like water after an endless sea of sand. “Simeon.” You cried, hugging him. Clinging to his arms. “Please, help me!” And even if you heard a tiny voice in your head berating you and calling you a pathetic coward, you couldn’t feel anything but relief in the angel’s arms.

Simeon's eyes were beautiful but the shadow of fear clouded his gaze, he could see your desperation, he could feel your panic. As he looked through the darkness of the Devildom, he prepared to combat any demon who even dared to get close to you. He would protect you with his life but, he couldn't feel anything. There weren’t demons around or at least perceptible ones.

“Simeon.” You murmured, “I'm tired.” Your eyelids felt heavy, giving you the appearance of a small child fighting his sleep. He knew it was the adrenaline that was running out, soon the pain from your injuries would take over you too. “It’s okay, take a little nap, you’ll feel better when you wake up.”

Simeon watched how his magic healed your arms, deep scratches turning into little ones. However, he didn’t know how to proceed, but one thing was certain, Lucifer and the prince must be aware of your absence and worried sick too.

“I’ll take you to the house of lamentation, Mc.” As soon as you processed those words, sleep left your body and was replaced with panic. “NO!” Your eyes widened and your grip on Simeon's arms tightened. “No! Don't let me get close to them!!” You cried, ignorant of Simeon’s growing anger. The wrath of an angel, always so cold and dangerous.

Maybe if you weren't so tired you would have noticed how Simeon's muscles tensed. How his eyes lost their warmth and his voice came out bitterly cold. “Did they hurt you?” “No!” You said, shaking your head. “No! They didn't!”

“I did!” You thought and it sank deep into your heart. “I hurt them.” But you couldn't voice that to Simeon, not yet. What would the angel say? What would he do? Leaving you too, that's for sure. Simeon’s anger was exchanged with worry and confusion, but you knew he wouldn't push for answers. “How do you feel now, Mc? Does it still hurts?” He asked, his fingers gently wiping away the tears you hadn’t noticed.

You scanned your body, but unlike a few minutes ago, there wasn't much to see, just light bruises and little scratches. The angel's curative magic had done its job almost immediately and you could only stare in awe. Simeon looked at you but you were absent, if only he could know what had brought you to this state.

“Do you want to go to the castle, Mc?.” You shook your head, this time you didn't panic, instead you seemed sad. “No, please. Take me to Purgatory Hall and let me stay there until I can return home.” You knew Simeon wouldn't deny you that, he was too good for his own good. “Is something happening in the house of lamentation? Why do you need to wait?”

The angel looked at you, identifying what he thought was confusion and surprise, but after a fraction of a second, sadness quickly took over your face. “I mean, when I can go back to the human world.” you murmured, and that's the saddest voice he have ever heard from you.

He knew something was utterly wrong, you had told him that the brothers hadn't hurt you, but your body and soul said the opposite. Why don't you want to see them? Simeon knows how forgiving you are, maybe they did hurt you and you don't want him to get angry.

Why do you want to go back to the human world even if months ago you were reluctant to go. What changed? Even if he wanted to know the truth, he knew what the priority was.

“Let's go then, Mc. You need a warm bath and something nice to eat.” He saw your wary eyes and let escape a small laugh of relief. “Don't worry, Solomon is on a trip.” For the first time in a while, you laughed too.

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“Let me see them, Simeon.” The angel hadn't seen Mammon wearing an expression so serious and deadly since the war. “No.” He replied, his face kind and composed as it tended to be. Mammon had arrived at the exact moment Simeon had decided to leave.

“Move.” Mammon's voice was devoid of any warmth or consideration, he was giving an order whether Simeon was willing to indulge or not, he couldn’t care less. “Mammon, calm down.” Lucifer arrived, followed by the Prince and Barbatos. Simeon tried not to show his surprise at Lucifer’s poor state, he looked pale, his hair was messy, and his posture was far from ramrod straight.

“You're both hurt. Mammon, Lucifer, what happened?” Simeon had barely asked when Mammon tried to grab him by the neck. He easily eluded the movement and pushed Mammon away with a hand, a swift motion, elegant but firm. “Don't.” Simeon warned.

“Mammon, Mc wouldn't be pleased with this behavior.” Barbatos said as Diavolo firmly squeezed the demon’s shoulder. “Barbatos is right, please calm down.” Mammon brush off Diavolo's hand with little to no manners, something that would have angered Lucifer if the demon of pride wasn’t so desperate too. “Simeon.” Lucifer murmured. “Is Mc safe?”

Simeon held Mammon's gaze, none of them were willing to give in. “They’re safe.” He managed to say and Mammon’s fury decreased a little but not enough to give up. “They are resting in Solomon's room. They don't want to see any of you.” Simeon's eyes found Diavolo's. “Any of you.” He repeated.

“Mc doesn't want to see us?” A hoarse voice asked. Everyone turned to look at the disheveled demon, Satan. The Avatar of Wrath was leaning on Asmodeus’ shoulder, an odd sight given that Asmo wasn't on better condition than the blonde.

“That's not true! They called us through the pact!!” Asmo said, if the desperation in his voice wasn't enough to convey urgency, then his appearance could do the job. His eyes were red and swollen, his clothes were wrinkled and stained and Simeon was sure he could smell blood on them.

“If they called, why didn’t you respond?” The angel asked, his confusion grew with every passing second. Before Asmodeus could respond, the voice of the younger twin did. “They didn’t want us to.” Belphie and Beelzebub arrived together along with Leviathan, the latter was hanging like a sack of potatoes from Beel’s back.

“Lucifer, Levi doesn’t stop shaking. He’s cold.” Lucifer hurried to his brother’s side and took Levi from Beelzebub’s back with a gentleness only he could manage in his exhausted state. “He’s cold-blooded, he’ll be fine.” He said, trying to reassure everybody, although his eyes betrayed him.

Levi was cold, colder than usual. It was true that his brother’s body temperature was low on a daily basis, but this wasn’t the case, his brother was dying. He realized it when he saw the purple fingers of Leviathan, his pale skin and his almost imperceptible breath.

“Leviathan!” He said as he sat down on the floor of Purgatory hall entrance, embracing him as he had once done with his little sister. “Simeon.” Lucifer didn’t have to ask twice, the angel was already at Levi’s side. Both Lucifer and Simeon could see that his lips tried to pronounce your name. “They’re safe, Levi. I’m going to help you now, okay? Don’t worry.” Simeon said, his voice steady but Lucifer didn’t miss the slight tremor in his little finger.

The nerves of everyone were on edge, the prince of the Devildom would panic too if he hadn’t noticed the calm in Barbatos demeanor. The butler was looking attentively at Leviathan’s form but in Diavolo’s eyes it was as if his focus were on Simeon.

“Where is Mammon?” Beelzebub suddenly asked when he noticed the absence of one of his brothers. Everyone scanned the room but the white haired demon wasn’t there. Simeon mentally apologized to you, but continued healing Levi, deciding that you certainly wouldn’t want him to let him die.

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Simeon had treated you so kindly that you were sure heaven couldn’t be better. The angel was right, a warm bath and a delicious dinner had done the trick, lulling you into a much needed sleep. You woke up alone in Simeon’s bed, vaguely remembering how he had told you that Luke was in the celestial realm for a short period of time before coming back. “I wonder why.” You murmured.

Soon, your thoughts flew to the previous events. The Little D.’s sudden change, Lilith recounting every hurtful thing you did… Lilith. You looked at every corner of the room, expecting to see her at any moment. “Lilith?” You called her in a whisper. Nothing happened, the room was as quiet as before. “Lilith!” You bit your lips. The last thing you had seen of her was a fearful expression while trying to reach your hand. A brief, intrusive thought crossed your mind: perhaps that was the last Beelzebub saw of her too.

You bit on your lip harder. “I’m sorry, Lilith.” You heard a commotion outside the room and found yourself hoping, quickly leaving the bed and reaching for the door. Your hand was on the knob when he spoke. “Mc.” He pleaded. “Are you in there?” He whispered. Although a door was in between, you could hear him as clearly as ever and also feel how he leaned his forehead against it. “Are you okay?” Mammon asked.

“I’m afraid.” He wanted to say. He was so used to being honest around you that it had cost him an actual effort to hold back those words.

“I am.” You murmured, your hand still on the knob, your knuckles stood up due to the force you were applying while gripping the door handle. “I’m okay.” You sobbed. “You don’t sound okay, Mc. Please, let me in.” It was clear that he was trying very hard to speak without falling apart.

“Please, treasure. I’ll do everything you asked me. Okay? I’ll sleep on the streets and I promise you I’ll never seek shelter from the rain.” He said, and now you were sure he was crying, although he half laughed at that last part. “I think my brothers agree that I’m already the lowliest fucker in the Devildom.” He waited for a few moments before continuing. “I sure feel that way when you’re not around.” You let go of the handle and took a few steps back, unsure of what to do. “I’ll go bankrupt too if that’s what you want, I’ll beg. I’m begging you, please Mc.” His voice cracked and he slid to the floor.

For every minute that passed you felt sinking further into misery as you heard Mammon’s muffled sobs. You cried too, reaching for the knob again, and again he interrupted you. “Is it true? Is it true that you don’t want to see us?” He asked. “Yeah, I guess that’s what we deserve.” You heard him move. “I don’t want to, but if this is what ya need.” Mammon said, trying to sound convinced and he was glad that you couldn’t see his face because it would completely ruin his facade.

“I love you, Mc. I know you asked me this before and all I said was-” He remembered his previous attempt, he had felt like a fool ever since then. “Sc told me that you’d prefer honesty and-” He was never that good when it comes to admitting his feelings, even worse when he tries to express them. “Agh!! Fuck, it doesn’t matter what that witch told me now.” He said, your eyebrows furrowed. Had he called her a witch? Did you hear right? “She’s not a bad person, I think you’d like her.”

Mammon laughed softly. “She even helped me practice a couple of times but,” You waited for the demon to continue speaking, to clear up all the confusion that he had created with his awful ability to tangle everything. “I couldn’t do it. I mean, I know it was supposed to be practice, but like, ya know?”

You hit your forehead on the door, it wasn’t on purpose but Mammon was making things more difficult than you could handle at the moment. On the other side of the door, the demon gave a little jump out of surprise. He couldn’t figure out if you were mad or just wanted him to go away.

“I was supposed to practice how to-” He looked at the floor. “How to confess. But I couldn’t do it, she wasn’t you.” He simply said, of course he omitted some things, for example, how Sc lost her patience and started rambling about how ridiculous it was that an immortal being had romantic problems and how stupid he looked and how they don’t pay her enough.

“I love you, Mc.” He said it again as a final goodbye and you waited, an unspoken response dancing on your lips. You wanted to reciprocate, a hug from the real avatar of greed and not from his impostor, his perverse and dangerous impostor. This was your battle, that much you knew but, if you could just hug him one more time, then maybe all the pain you had been through would be worth it.

“Mammon!” You opened the door and quickly ran out of the room. However, given that the poor demon had barely moved, you ended up crashing. Even so, he wasted no time wrapping you in his arms, feeling as if only then he could breath again. He cupped your face before checking your head, your arms, your legs.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t leave but I tried! Did it hurt? Are ya okay?” You nodded but the tears that threatened with spilling out were hard to contain, your whole face turned to one of grieve. “I don’t want you to- I don’t…” You took his shirt with both hands. “I don’t want you to be poor!” You managed to say.

Mammon let out the most relieved laugh you’d heard from him in a long time, and the smile that adorned his face could have convinced Raphael to open the gates of the celestial realm (you definitely would). “Jeez, Mc. I know you wouldn’t want the Great Mammon to be poor. Would ya?” He laughed again, but after a minute, his face turned wary as a light blush appeared.

He was not the avatar of pride, he did not care about losing his dignity, he would gladly surrender to you. He would give you everything he is and will be. He’s not the avatar of wrath or envy. “I’m Mammon, the avatar of greed. All I ever do is wanting, and all I ever want is you. If I can see you smile, even for a fraction of time, I would be the richest demon of all.”

He gave you a sweet, soft kiss, something that felt like a caress, like the touch of sunlight on a cold day. Mammon rested his forehead on yours and closed his eyes. “I love you, Mc!” He said, it surprised him how easily the words escaped him, how right it felt to have you in his arms again, to breath in the smell of your hair and bathe in the warmth of your body.

You couldn’t stop looking at Mammon’s face, how peaceful he seemed, wet face and runny nose, but beautiful nonetheless. You took his cheek on your hand and kissed him again. “I love you too, Mammon.” He didn’t utter a word but you still haven’t said all you wanted. “I love you and I’m sorry for all the things I asked you to do. Please, don’t ever go to that extent for me or anyone.” You searched his eyes only to discover a pair of big, dreamy blue eyes looking at you. “You love me?” His face changed again as another dashing smile appeared. “Yes! Of course you love me!” He hugged you again, excitedly moving you from one place to another. “Hey! Listen to me!”

“I would do all that for you, I don’t care! I’m sorry, I’m a demon after all!” he didn’t stop smiling. “I’m your first! I have to follow your every wish!” You grabbed his hand and forced him to stop. “Would you do something for me, then?” He laughed knowingly and this time his eyes reflected something you had seen before, on rare occasions, but you had seen it. “Yes treasure, I would do anything for you and that includes not going to that extent. Stop worrying, silly human. Don’t you know that you would never let us get to that point?”

“I’m not sure of that.” You tried to move away but Mammon closed the distance again. “I don’t know many things, but I’m sure of this one.” He tilted his head to the side and his eyes searched yours, asking for permission. You closed the distance and kissed him on the lips, your hands reaching for his hair while Mammon’s arms pulled you closer.

You knew you had lots of things to discuss, apologies to give and some others to accept, but right there, in Mammon’s arms, you felt safe and complete. Surely, the uncomfortable conversation could wait.

But happiness is short-lived. Isn’t it?

Part 15? ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ

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<3 Other characters reaction to Jade's attempt is below. You can find Ardents version here. Cam's here. Our icicles (G) here.

💚 Kara - Jade twirled a piece of Kara's golden blonde hair around her figure, which then in turn made Kara grab her wrist. She isn't the one for fights, violence, or any of that.

But Jade not only being with Chris, but also coming on to her who is happily in a relationship with MC, just starts her blood to boil. "Jade, you can't possibly tell me you're tired of Chris already? Not after all the "thought" you put in to taking them for yourself."

If you didn't know Kara you would think her smile was sweet, innocent even. Those who do know her, know there is a bite to her words. Jade awkwardly laughs yanking her hand free before staring at the two of you.

"I don't possibly know what you mean." she lies, ensuring there is an air of stoicism on her face.

"Well, I'll be sure to let Chris know that you aren't happy with one Clarke sibling. I'm sure they'll be happy to learn you're coming on to their own sister. Not to mention the fact that I'm dating MC. "

You can tell that Jade wants to argue about this but Kara doesn't give her that satisfaction, pulling you along with her.

💛 M - If someone could die, be swallowed up by the very ground they're standing on never to exist again...they would probably look like M right now. The nervous laughter that bubbled out of their mouth when Jade flirted with them was so loud it nearly caused you a headache.

She tries to place an arm on their shoulder to which M swats away, all with a smile on their face, yet one that doesn't hide the crease of their brow. "You really must keep your hands to yourself," M mutters.

"Pardon?" Jade asks, her hand stilling in the air.

"Ah...well you see, I what I mean to say is.." M begins to stutter their words not coming to them as quickly as they need. Their face slightly dusted with a red haze from their blushing or annoyance.

You pull M's hand yanking them next to you, in doing so they gasp, kicking their legs out and tripping Jade.

It was an accident surely.

M mutters an apology and kisses the back of your hand. "Sorry I can be a bit clumsy." they laugh rubbing the back of their head with the opposite hand.

"ah no it's.."

Jade doesn't finish her sentence and as you look to see why, you quickly catch M glowering at them.

When they notice they laugh awkwardly, pretending the look was never there to begin with. "Come on, honey."

💜 Isaac - As you go to get inside Isaac's car you stop, you notice Jade rubbing their arm. Then yank it back suddenly "What the hell .."

"Babe!" Isaac announces turning to you, you know Isaac's a flirt but this again, you can't handle or deal with this. "Your sister here thought I looked hot today, isn't that nice?" While Isaac tries to make their voice sound calm, nice, even you can notice the strain in it.

Isaac crosses their arm leaning against the car, looking Jade over. Before you were dating you would think this is them checking someone out. Now you know better. Now you know Isaac is judging her, recognizing that she is so similar to the person who turned their own life upside down.

"I honestly can't believe you two share DNA. You couldn't be more different if you tried." Isaac scoffs walking over to open the car door for you. "Your mother should have swallowed." It's quick and to the point but when Isaac says it while looking at Jade you get a sense of satisfaction seeing her gasp.

Isaac kisses you on the cheek, before closing the door behind you, As they walk past Jade to get to their side you can't make out what they say, but you know Jade didn't like it.

Isaac slides in the car, leaning their head back against the seat and groaning. They look at you, playfully nudge your chin with their fist.

"You looked like you were going to tear her a new one." Isaac laughs, rubbing the back of their neck. That couldn't possibly be a blush on their face, could it? "Listen, don't worry alright. I'm not like Chris. There is only one spot for a little dysfunctional person in my life, it belongs all to you." they tease.

You aim to knock them on the shoulder before they take your hand and lovingly kiss your knuckle. Yeah, Isaac is nothing like Chris.

[helena-and-helena-meta]

Floral Fever 2

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This probably isn't the greatest, but I did want to finish floral fever, or at least bring it to a point that I wanted, know what I mean? Also, I did add a few lyrics from Compared Child, specifically Rachie's cover, within a few of the lines.

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Slowly, your eyes opened. You weren't in your room anymore, instead you were in a strange field of flowers, the same ones that were growing within your body.

When you try to look up, everything around you is far too bright, but it doesn't matter for very long. The flowers block your vision, you wanted to scream out, but the sound of someone approaching you silenced your voice.

Strangely, you knew who this person was, Lilith. Parallel lines meeting for the first time, the first thing she does, is speak to you.

"Those brothers of mine... I understand they're grieving but, why couldn't they understand that you are you, MC?"

Lilith kneeled, now face to face with each other.

"Why didn't you tell them that?"

You quickly turned your head, attempting to meet Lilith's gaze, despite not being able to see her properly.

"Are you out of your mind?! If I told them that... If I told them that it would've hurt them! Besides, they wouldn't have listened to me,"

You pause, catching your breath.

"No matter how hard I try... No matter who I am! They'd rather look at you, not me, never me!"

You scream, you feel guilty. You wish someone would've told you that you would hate Lilith, or, the parts of yourself that mimicked her image.

Before you can continue, you feel Lilith's hand on your cheek, wiping away tears you didn't know were there.

"Oh my dear MC..."

She spoke, her words catching within her throat. Lilith didn't know what to say at this moment, but she knew she had to speak, anything to keep her from losing you. She carefully takes your hands in hers.

"My dear MC, you may think that no one truly loves you... That all they love is what mimics me but, I love you for you,"

Softly, Lilith kisses your forehead and holds you close, softly petting your hair just like a mother would.

"No matter what you think, I'll always love you. Even if you hate me, I'll hold you tight. You're not alone anymore, MC. You've never been alone, because I will always be here, my dear child."

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Before you could say anything else, your eyes opened, you could no longer feel the flowers, yet your body still hurt. As you looked around you saw the brothers watching over you.

Lucifer's eyes widened as he realized you were awake, but before he or any of the others could approach, you spoke. For the first time, your voice was firm.

"Don't. Not until you can understand that just because I look like her, doesn't mean I'm her or that I'll like what she likes."

Belphie attempted to speak, but he was met with your gaze as you uncovered your left eye. Your hair falls into place, covering your right eye instead.

"I'm not Lilith, I'm MC."

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[nidianddeepspace]

The Tale of the Hoodie Thief

❥ Xavier x OC ❥ An OC remembering loving moments with the Star Baby ❥ stealing your beloved's hoodie, wearing it because it smells like them, FLUFF FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF ❥ College/University AU, the (my) MC and Xavier as University Students

Hoodies - an essential part of anyone's wardrobe and doubly so for the college student that chooses comfort over everything else. It's a simple garment - you just throw it on, decide if you want to wear the hood or not, and bask in the warm comfort of the fabric before going on with the rest of your day.

I am no stranger to hoodies. Back then, half my closet was filled with them, a range of colors and styles that were sure to impress any and all comfort-focused fashionistas. But there was one particular hoodie I loved more than the others - a pink cashmere hoodie my auntie gifted me last Christmas. I didn't wear it very often, but when I did, I felt like I was the walking epitome of luxury loungewear elegance. Now granted, I didn't know if that was an actual thing, but I didn't care either. I felt what I felt.

So when I realized that it was missing the afternoon I was suppose to hang out with you for a bit, I was exasperated and heartbroken. No matter how many times I rummaged through my closet, I just couldn't find it. I was so upset that my room, usually very neat with everything in it's place, resembled the aftermath of a fashion explosion. I want to curl up into a tiny ball and cry 'til I had no more tears. If I had plans to meet up with anyone else, I would have ghosted them due to my grief. But since it was you, I pressed on.

If there was anyone who could comfort me about my missing hoodie, Xavier, it was you.

As I walked to your dorm, trying to keep it together, it began to rain. But I wasn't about to let some water further ruin my day - I was prepared. As I opened up my umbrella, I started thinking about that night we got caught in a rainstorm on the way home from the arcade. Our good time was washed away by the relentless downpour which neither of us were ready for.

"This is BS! I'm so sorry, Xavier." We rushed through the streets as fast as we could, pelted my the largest droplets of rain I'd ever seen. "At this rate, the both of us are going to get sick."

"It's okay, your dorm isn't that far."

"Yeah, but we're already drenched as it is. This is my fault, I should have checked the weather before we left."

"Don't worry about it, it's fine." Even in the middle of a thunderstorm, you were still so calm and collected. "Try not to worry too much."

Soon, we were rushing into my dorm room, huddling up together to keep warm. You sprung into action, grabbing towels from my closet, helping me to dry off. The rain hadn't washed away the scent of your cologne, and I could smell that faint scent of the forest and the musk as you used one towel to dry off my hair and shoulders. If you wanted to, you could have heard my heart fluttering, so painfully aware of how close we were.

"Y-You don't have to do this," I stammered, looking away. I hoped you didn't see the crimson spreading across my face. "Besides, you need to get that hoodie off you. I wonder if any of the dryers on my floor are free."

"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."

"Too late for that." I'm always worried about you. I care about you so much, can't you see that? I didn't dare say those words aloud. "Anyway, aren't you afraid of getting sick. We have that big test next week."

"if I get sick, I just won't go to class. I can study on my own and if I ask you nicely, you're share your notes with me, right?"

"Well yes, but..."

"Then I've got it covered. So please, don't worry." He smiled as he finished dry my hair, tossing the towel side. "I don't like it when you worry."

"Ah...well, you can stay here until it stops raining. In the mean time, at take off your hoodie and grab one of mine from the closet."

You arched an eyebrow. "One of your hoodies? Would they even fit me?"

"Don't look at me like that, of course they will fit you. Most, if not all my hoodies are oversized. Just pick one and give it back to me later. I'll go see if I can wash and dry your hoodie, hopefully the machines are free."

I came to a complete stop just steps away from your door. It was all coming back to me - you'd left before I'd had a chance to see what hoodie you chose. You sent me a text letting know you were really tired so you had to go. I thought nothing of it at the time. I washed and dried your hoodie, I gave it back to you a few days later, and we went back to the arcade the following weekend.

Realization hit me like a freaking bus.

No...you couldn't have done that...right? No, you...wait...did...did you?

Xavier, did you actually grab my pink cashmere hoodie?!

There was only one way to find out.

(To Be Continued)

[bedtimegiraffe]

Aerin Diamond Scene Rewrite Fic

Very glad Kade pushes your character on their trauma from being kidnapped. However, I would love for a LI to comfort your character about the fact that they keep almost dying. (Shoutout to Imtura for briefly comforting MC about the upcoming life-or-death battle, but I want more.) Relationships are a 2-way street! So here’s a little rewrite of the beginning of Aerin’s pre-battle diamond scene. Enjoy!

To accompany this, I recommend the slow and sweet “You Matter to Me” from the musical Waitress. “Come out of hiding, I'm right here beside you. And I'll stay there as long as you'll let me.”

(I don't think there are any warnings to be given other than discussion of possible death.)

It takes some looking, but you eventually find Aerin in a room on one of the ships, pacing with such focus that he doesn’t notice you as you enter. It’s kind of cute how intensely he’s thinking. You speak up, hoping you don’t startle him too badly. “How did you end up here of all places?”

Aerin’s head suddenly turns in your direction, eyes wide. “Oh! I… I wasn’t expecting you.” His surprised expression disappears almost at once, replaced by one of relief. “Imtura offered me this cabin, as a matter of fact.”

“Really?”

“I thought she was going to punch me. But she said that if I was brave enough to come back, I deserved a good place to sleep.” Aerin grins at you sarcastically. “I suppose tripping is a form of affection.”

His brief smile fades as he waves you into the cabin, then resumes his pacing.

You bite the inside of your lip. He looks so nervous. You can hardly blame him for that. “Are you having second thoughts about coming back? Because you… you don’t have to stay.”

Aerin stops moving, turning to give you a searching look. “You would let me leave so easily, then? Even on the eve of battle?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to see you again. Happy you’re here to help. But… things have been exceptionally dangerous since you left. I-” You take a shaky breath in. “I almost died. More than once. In those moments, I really wanted to see you again. But at the same time, I was relieved you were somewhere safer. And now that you’re here, I’m worried you’ll…” The thought hurts to even acknowledge.

Aerin’s eyes tighten with concern, though he covers it passably well. “Telling me you’ve been in incredible danger is hardly the way to get me to leave. And I did not come all this way to back out now.”

You suddenly feel desperate as the fear you’ve struggled to keep at bay forces itself to the front of your mind. “…Aren’t you scared?”

Aerin looks at you for a long moment, his gaze soft. “I’m not. Honestly, I expected to be frightened out of my wits. But for the first time, I actually feel prepared for battle. I trained all throughout my youth, but I never had a good cause to put it to. Just…” He frowns, looking toward the floor. “Baldur’s hunting misadventures. And then my misadventures.”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t…” You close your eyes, trying to collect your thoughts. When you open them, Aerin is right in front of you. Close enough to touch. “Nia died last time. The Blade brought her back, but it was an absolute miracle. I don’t know that we’ll get another one of those. I never used to worry about any of us like this, but we keep getting so close to everything just being over and I can’t…” You choke back a sob. As you struggle vainly to hold back a flood of tears, Aerin hesitantly puts his arms around you, slowly pulling you into a warm embrace. You cling to him tightly as you cry, like he’s the only real thing in the world. Your next words come out in a frantic rush. “I can’t lose you again. Any of you. I can’t be all alone again.”

Aerin doesn’t respond for a moment, just cradling your shaky frame and unconsciously running his thumb in a soothing path along your back. “I wish I could tell you what will happen tomorrow. But I don’t know. There is a possibility this will be our last night alive.” It’s a terrible thing to hear, but… a relief for someone else to finally acknowledge it. “But you won’t be alone. All of your incredibly capable and persistent friends will be with you. I will be with you. For as long as you’ll have me.”

It does help to be reminded that you’re not in this alone. None of you are.

You focus on breathing deeply until you’re calm enough to pull back and look at Aerin again. “How are you so relaxed about the fact that we could all die tomorrow?”

His face melts into a smile, fond and affectionate. “Because I’m fighting for our city and our people. For you.” He brings a hand to cup your cheek, forcing you to meet his suddenly serious gaze. “I’m not going anywhere.”

You smile at that, wiping the last of the tears from your eyes. “Thank you. For being honest with me about…” You take a deep breath. “What might happen tomorrow. And for standing by me.”

“Always.” Aerin gazes deeply into your eyes and, for just a moment, you forget that there exists a world outside this room. Then he blinks, a faint blush rising in his cheeks, and he pulls away. He gestures for you to take a seat on the edge of the bed.

Once you’re seated, Aerin sits next to you, close enough that your arms can’t help but brush. “I suppose I still owe you an explanation for running off the way I did…”

[writingriver001]

Due to technical issues (I can't use Tumblr properly) I accidentally posted my draft earlier, panicked and deleted it after crying. So I don't have the actual ask to respond to, but I screenshotted it.

Whoever requested this I'm in love with you thank you. I love last legacy requests, especially with my bbg Felix (l'm so normal abt him.) I don't think I wrote him very well, but I don't know how he'd really react in a break up. I don't like to think about it because he's already lost Rime.

Anyway, I couldn't figure out exactly what to do.. So l'm doing a couple of mini scenarios for different situations in which they might break up.

Also, I do want to apologize. I have a six or crows request, and an obey me idea (of mine) but those are quite long and I am still slightly ill so I haven't gotten round to them yet. I'm doing this because it's small and simple, although it has taken me multiple days to do 😅

Anyway, to the scenarios! Writing these made me cry.

Felix & (Gender neutral) MC breaking up

Scenario #1 MC breaks up with him because they are dying and don't want to hurt him. (He doesn't know) I couldn't figure out how to end this so that's up to how you imagine it.

MC stared at Felix as he sat at his desk, that focused look they had grown to love etched on his face. Their heart ached in their chest, but this was better. It was for the best.

"Love... We need to talk." Their words are quiet, voice trembling, but Felix notices.

He looks at them, confused and worried. "What's wrong? Are you okay MC?"

MC takes a deep breath, the carpet suddenly be coming very interesting. "I can't do this anymore Felix."

His face fell and he shakes his head in disbelief. "What do you mean?"

MC closed their eyes, the ache in their chest worsening, but the doctors words echoed in their mind. They powered through, tears forming in their eyes. "It means we're done. I can't be with you anymore."

Felix's eyes widened in shock, and they are sure they can see his heart break. "Why? What did I do wrong? Can it be fixed? Tell me, I'll make it work, I promise-"

They shake their head, fighting back the urge to run into his arms, apologize, tell him whats really going on. "No. I'm going, I'm sorry."

Scenario #2 Felix breaks up with them because they are returning to their own world. I don't really like the way I ended this, but whatever, I feel bad for taking so long so I'm not gonna rewrite it 😭

Felix and MC stood facing each other, the pain clear in both of their eyes. Felix had to make a difficult decision, one that would break both of their hearts.

"I have to break up with you," Felix said quietly, his voice shaky. The familiar pain of losing someone was creeping into his chest.

MC's face fell, "What? Why? I'll only be gone a day or two."

"No. Time moves differently in our worlds. A few days for you will be years and years for me. By the time you return, I will be dead." He regrets his decision, seeing the pain in their eyes as they realised the situation.

"Oh." Before Felix can speak, they whisper. "But I don't want to lose you."

MC watched as he stepped closer, his hand finding it's way to their cheek and wiping tears away before kissing them gently.

It was short, too short. But at this moment in time, would any kiss be long enough? If only they could stay, and have all the kisses they want.

A harsh warmth appeared behind them before they could say anything else MC was pulled backwards through a portal to their own world, their screams falling upon deaf ears.

I hope these weren't too awful! I actually had a third one, but I already took too long with these so I didn't include it. Xx

[nextinline-if]

I’ve seen people ask authors who they’d ship their characters with, but I’m curious which ROs, from other WIPs, are your favorite? Is there any specific reason?

I absolutely love your story so much! You’re wonderful!

I'm unsure if both of these asks are yours, but I'm sorry it took so long to answer (like months RIP). Screenshot one was recent the other is older. Also thank you anon for your sweet words. <3

I appreciate your no-choice-patience <3 This is such a fun question. I read it wrong for about 4 months and kept stressing about which ROs to ship with mine. My brain was NOT working.

I'm being fucking serious, unfortunately. Please laugh at me in the comments. </3

Here are some of my favorite ROs from other WIPs:

Seven - @infamous-if; I can write a paragraph about why I like Seven but does anyone really want that? Heh. When the game first started, I was SO ready to be like "f you Seven, you jerk!" And then we find out that Seven still has that tattoo. Okay, interest peaked. Well, played. You got me f'ed up. I like to play tropes where it's from ex - to enemies - to lovers. Juicy stuff right there.

Ari - @theoperativeif; There's something really enticing about not just a slow burn but a slow burn that has the extra burn because of the obstacles in the relationship that prevent you from reaching each other. Ouch. I normally don't like slowwwww burns. Like, a little slow is good cause it's realistic but like where I ONLY get to imagine them in my MC's head or in memories? Got me f'ed up. (Again). I think I like this because of the trauma the two characters have faced together. Is trauma bond a tope? Don't know but let's go with that.

Blade - @shepherds-of-haven; On a surface level, you get a character who fights for those he cares for, has strong convictions, and is hard to get close to. I'm a sucker for those. But on a deeper level, I really enjoy the way his story is written and told. Unearthing Blade's past and trying to weave your MC into this complex character's heart. Not sure what trope is going on here but I'll take it all.

Sol - @theabyssal; Yeah, my Death is pretty pissed at Sol right now...but you're telling me that literal sunshine fell for Death? The Abyssal has A+ writing as is, but adding an incredible love story like that really hooks my soppy lil heart. The complexities...THE COMPLEXITIES. I'm on the edge of my f-ing seat here people. I want Sol to suffer and beg my Death for forgiveness. And my Death will make Sol suffer emotionally and then accept the forgiveness :') (she's a weak betch)

Dara - @ataleofcrowns; I mean, I LOVE forbidden/let's romance my general type of vibe. But Dara is an exquisitely written character. The whole game is beautiful but the characters are so full of depth. There's always another layer. Plus, I normally play a shier MC but I like catching Dara off guard. It's so enjoyable. Got me giggling and shit.

There are plenty of other lovely ROs from amazing IFs that I like but these came to the top of my mind and I didn't want to make this too long. I like tropes that f me up emotionally. More tears = better. Rip my heart out. Maybe put it back in. Maybe leave is on the ground. Author's choice.

That said, I go for a lot of different tropes and try to do multiple playthroughs to romance all or most of the cast. I think every character can offer something different and I don't want to miss out <3

[obey-me-disaster]

(FIC) Hi hi!!!! Could I request something angsty for Luke? Mc breaks down into tears because of something Luke did that reminded them heavily of their younger brother that passed away before they entered the exchange program? It could be the way he ranted about a certain part of his day, or the way he'd act awkwardly in social situation or whatnot. I truly appreciate your hardwork, and I really enjoyed your take on that angsty Beel fic.

This hits a little bit close to home for me cause I have a little shit of a brother.

Also I adore any son/littler brother dynamic Luke has with other characters.

CW:for mention of death and grieving

Luke resembles MC's dead younger brother

"Can you believe those demons?! After all this time, they still got the guts to call me a chihuahua!" The more he recalled the way the demon brothes teased him, the angrier he was mixing the batter for his cakes.

Since MC birthday was coming up he was planning on making a cake just for them but it still didn't feel like it was enough, like it was missing something. So at Simeon's suggestion, he decided to make the cake from scratch with MC and let them pick the ingredients. When they are about to decorate the cake he will distract them so he could write a message for them and reveal that the cake was for them all along. He could already imagine the expression on their face once they discover his suprise.

Despite MC teasing him from time to time with the same jokes he despised, they also took the time to look out for him, help him with various tasks from RAD and listen to him.

MC was one of the persons he looked up to the most. Whenever he wasn't able to get ahold of Simeone he would immediately run to MC and ask them to help him with whatever problem he has.

"That's just their way of joking, besides, you're falling right into their trap whenever you get so worked up over their teasing." MC couldn't help but softly laugh as they reached to pet the little angel's head.

"MC not you too! I had more faith in you!" He pointed the whisk in their direction the same way he saw Raphael do with his spear at other demons. "I will let you know, one day I will be a respected angel and no one will call me a chihuahua ever again!" His little speech would have been way more inspiring if it wasn't for the fact that cake batter was slowly falling of the whisk, making Luke panic and start focusing on making the cake again.

MC shook their head and decided to stop teasing the poor kid. They will have enough time to do that once they will tell Simeon and Solomon about the little speech he gave. "Since you said you're gonna become a respected angel one day, why don't you tell me stories of the Celestial Realm? It would be great to get to know the place of a future great angel." MC would lie if they said there wasn't any sarcasm in their words, but they didn't mean it in a bad way. This was just a cheap tactic of distracting Luke.

As cheap as it was, it seemed to work. He started to ramble about the Celestial Realm, Michael and Simeon. The teasing he endured was long forgotten as he told MC more about his home. His excitment was intoxicating. The atmosphere between the two of them was a truly heart warming one but despite all of that MC couldn't help the slight sting they felt at their heart.

Between sharing stories of the Celestial Realm and telling jokes, Luke didn't even realize they were done with decorating the cake. The only part left to decorate was the top of it. Panic started to overtake him as he realized that he forgot to come up with a way to distract MC. Baking this cake and writing a message for them was the whole point of the surprise, how could he forget about coming up with a way distract them?

Seeing the small angel getting so alarmed out of no where, set off MC's older sibling insticts. "What's with that look on your face? Did we forgot to put something in the cake?" Luke tried to come up with some excuse but only managed to stammer the whole time. "You see...I-no we forgot..." He hurriedly looked around until he noticed something amiss "..THE COCONUT ENVELOPINGS! I forgot them in the living room when I came back from shopping!" He winced at the way he screamed at the moment but there was no going back "I just got worried that I lost them. Could I bother you to go look for them?"

MC just flashed him a grin as they went to leave the kitchen "Sure thing, I will be back in a second." Luke let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in. He got really lucky that he saw that the coconut enveloping was there. He took the royal icing and started to write his message. He planned on writing 'MC, thank you for everything' in a big heart.

Just as he started to relax, thinking everything was going according to his plan, he heard the door open, revealing a really happy MC holding a small bag in their hand "Found them!"

Luke froze on the spot, making him apply too much pressure and spill too much frosting on the cake. "No, no, no! IT'S RUINED NOW." Seeing him get agitated once again MC rushed to comfort him. "What's wrong? If anything is wrong with the cake maybe we can fix it." Luke jumped down from the stool he used stand to try pushing MC out of the room. "No, you can't see it! Just give me a few more minutes!" He tried to push them away but no avail, MC wouldn't budge.

While trying to gently calm down look they glanced at the cake. Since look was no longer there to cover it, they could clearly see the messy writing in top of it. Between MC interrupting him and his panicking, Luke didn't managed to write the whole thing. Instead there was only a messily drawn heart, with 'MC, thanc' on it.

They could feel their whole body tense and their breath hitch. The whole thing looked just like some of the cards their younger brother used to draw for them. Even the chaotic drawing and writing was the same.

Looking down on the younger angel, even the motion of him trying to push them away, felt all too similar to the playful fighting they used to have with their sibling. The more their mind started to wonder, the more Luke would start to resemble their brother more. Sure, they didn't look the same, and Luke was more well behaved than their deceased sibling, but it was like all the childish gestures Luke did up until the point came up in their head.

Their head started to feel light. No matter how many deep breaths they took, they still felt like they would collapse. Their vision was blurred from their own tears that were running down their face.

It was Luke screaming at them that managed to stop them from spiriling down into their own mind. "MC what happened!? Why are you crying, answear me please!" They tried to look at Luke again but their vision was still not clear. While they couldn't tell if it was from their tears or their panic they could at least discern the fact that Luke was getting quite scared himself. It must be quite scary for a kid to see one of the adults they look up to break down like that seemingly out of nowhere.

Just as Luke was about to go get Simeon, MC wiped their tears and kneeled down to his level. They tried to take a few more breath, in order to get their speech back, but despite all of that, their voice was still quavering. "I must have scared you just now.." Luke seemed to want to deny it for a second, but ended nodding his head. Seeing MC out of that state calmed him down a bit, but he was still quite shaken, which made MC choke on their tears.

"I am sorry that you had to see me like that...I just...I just got reminded of something.." MC didn't really know where to begin with explaining themself. How would one explain to a kid that they remind you of their dead sibling? "Did I do something that made you remember something bad?" Luke started to question if the cake looked bad enough to get MC to cry like that, but they quickly shut down anu doubts he might start to have. "NO! I mean yes, but not in a bad way!" MC groaned as they racked their brain in order to come up with a way to explain him that he did nothing wrong. If one stayed and thought about it, he might have actually done too good.

"I guess I should start from the begging." Taking yet another deep breath, MC began to explain. "You see, both the message, and the way that it was written, it reminded me of my little brother...and from there I started to remember more and more...and since I miss him quite a lot, I've started to cry without realizing it." Once they were done, they let out a shaky breath, waiting to see how Luke would respond to the new information. They left out the fact that their sibling is dead and hoped Luke would not question it but of course they had no such luck.

"I am so relieved I haven't done anything bad but MC, since you miss him so much, why don't you ask Diavolo to allow you to visit your family? Maybe me, Simeon and Solomon can come too! If I reminded you of your brother that means we're alike right? So we could get along!" Bless his heart, in his mind he really though he was doing something good, planning a family reunion, but to his surprise MC started to silently cry again and shake their head.

"No...I appreciate the thought but that would not be possible. My brother died shortly before coming to Devildom for the exchange." The face Luke made was quite hilarious, if you didn't consider the context. It was the face of someone who knew they fucked up and didn't know what to say.

And maybe, that was for the better. His face was funny enough that it forced MC to giggle. Seeing as they have finally seemed to stop crying, Luke felt like it was his chance to help MC. They have always helped him, so he felt like it was his time to help them too. Especially that he was an angel! What kind of angel would he be if he let family remain sad?

"MC, you always have always helped me and the others around you, now let me return the favour! Give me a minute or two to finish decorating the cake. After that we can sit down and eat it while you tell me more about your brother." Luke hurried back on the stool and started to decorate the cake once again. "When I am sad you ask me to talk about the Celestial Realm, since you know it will make me happy so by that logic, if you talk about some of your happy memories of your younger brother, maybe you'll start feeling better!"

MC just stood there frozen, for a few seconds, really letting Luke's words set in. "While you're finishing up the cake, I will prepare something to drink for us. Can't have cake without some good drinks, no?" MC flashed him one of their signature grins as they went to set up the table and prepare their drinks.

After that, their afternoon was full of enjoying eating sweets and sharing stories. As the time went on Luke could see MC going back to their old self, as they were dying of laugther over some dumb story about their younger sibling. While the surprise went far from the way he expected he was happy with the outcome. He was even more happy with the fact that he was finally able to help MC the way they do for others. When it was time to leave, Luke made sure to make a silent prayer for them and their happines

[mageofseven]

The Boys' Opinions on MC's Dog

Same premise as the one with the cat, but this time with my sweet furbaby Elsa~

This is Elsa, my babygirl 🥰

I adopted her a few years back during a time of heavy depression and she has boosted me up for the better.

She is a chihuahua mix (or so the people I adopted from guessed; their other guess was a terrier mix) and was found wandering the streets. They think she escaped her previous owner's backyard, but aren't sure because no one came looking for her. I adopted her when she was one and a half.

Before anyone asks though, I will explain about her eyes. Those pinky red spots are her tear ducts, as I was told. We call them her cherry eyes and she's had them since I adopted her. I've talked about them with the vet and the lady said they don't hurt her or anything of the sort; they just sorta look strange when they pop out like this.

There is a surgery to fix it, but it's was too expensive and then she might have to have eye drops in her eyes for the rest of her life (and she hates eye drops a lot). Overall, I feel like it would cause her more harm than good to do it anyway.

I made sure explain this because I've literally had people (both irl and through me messaging them her picture) react like "Dear god, what is wrong with her eyes!!!" And it's like chill dude and stop insulting my dog.

She's still a beautiful and sweet little girl 🥰💕

So yeah! She's fine so there's no need to worry about the cherry eyes. She is however partially blind in one eye, but that is because...well, she dislikes cats and in the beginning of taking care of her brother Beanie, she wasn't his biggest fan. One day she had him cornered, he swatted her, and I had a $300 vet bill on my hands.

She is a sweet girl though! She just thinks she's bigger and tougher than she actually is. I call her my little Gryffindor sometimes lol.

Elsa's other names: Elsa Mae, Babygirl, Baby Love, Little Love, Baby Angel, Sweet Girl, and Little Bitch (jokingly since the non cuss word meaning of bitch is female dog and she's little, hence little bitch lol)

And lastly

The Queen 👑 hehe~

Now let's see how the Boys' handle her! She is quite needy so let's see how this goes hehe.

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Lucifer:

Was honest less reluctant than he was in Beanie's timeline.

Lucifer preferred big dogs (evident by Cerberus), but believed small dogs have their own charms.

Elsa was just this little helpless girl and he quickly grew a soft spot for her.

She was bit annoying though since she was always crying about something

But she was easy to soothe and the pride demon did enjoy holding her close and comforting her

Once she got used to him at least.

In truth, Elsa is scared of men, something we guess to be a part of a past trauma, either from when she was on the streets or because her first owner treated her poorly.

Because of this, it takes her awhile to feel safe with any man

But Lucifer is very patient and soft with her and he soon becomes one of her favorite people.

She can often be found on his lap as he does paperwork and will gently distract him from his work with a nudge of her nose to his arm.

Though it was annoying to him at first, those brief periods of having to stop his work for a moment to pet the needy furbaby actually did wonders for his stress.

Overall, he finds Elsa slightly tiring, but very sweet and enjoys the comfort she gives him.

Mammon:

This dude likes making fun of the dog

And gets smacked by MC on the arm or back of the head every time they hear him say anything mean.

In truth, he does like the chubby little thing.

Elsa's cries for attention always make this need dude feel needed and that's a feeling Mammon really wishes he felt more.

He pretends to find her annoying, but in truth grows to love her.

Some nights he'll try to steal the pup from her mama's (MC's) bed just for the dog to turn on him and bark still the whole house knows he's doing shit.

Will sometimes bribe her with food to try to get Elsa to choose him over his other brothers and it will usually work since she's so food driven.

Overall, Elsa makes this man feel important and gets Mammon addicted to the feeling.

Leviathan:

This dog knows how to make him feel guilty and he hates it.

He can't even eat a meal without her staring at him.

Feels like she thinks he's some monster who would starve her just 'cause he eats his own food.

Elsa's big eyes are good at this so it's not just Levi.

The envy demon also hates when she tries to come into his room.

Levi isn't worried she'll mess with his stuff or anything like that since she's such a good dog.

However, his room is stuffed with things that could crush the tiny girl if they fell

And this man has too much anxiety to chance it

So instead she cries outside his bedroom till eventually she fall asleep against his door.

Almost stepped on her while leaving his room once and this dude still hasn't forgiven himself.

Overall is very anxious about her size and just tries to distance himself from what he sees as an incredibly fragile little thing.

Satan:

This man is a cat lover; we all know this.

Still, he treats Elsa nice enough.

Will sometimes have to excuse himself when she cries too much.

It really gets on his nerves and the Avatar of Wrath knows his limits at this point.

Will pet her and call her a good girl, but that is the extent of his interactions with her.

Another brother worried about Elsa coming into their room.

Satan has so many books and many cursed books.

The poor girl could get severely hurt if a pile fell on her

And there's always the risk of a curse one touching her and then Satan will have to explain to MC why her precious pup is now a baby chick or something like that.

It's just safer to keep her out.

Overall, Satan is good to her, but overall disinterested.

Asmodeus:

Omg she's too perfect!!!

Gushes over the furbaby and spoils her with love.

Will refuse to let her on his lap if she's been outside recently though; Elsa has dirtied his clothes like this in the past and it upset the lust demon when his favorite pants got mud on them.

Is usually the brother ready to snuggle her when she cries.

Overall, Asmo loves Elsa very much and will always give her the affection she craves.

Beelzebub:

The man who can never put her down.

This dog just activates his Daddy instincts and he can't help but take care of her.

Is literally terrified of stepping on her; he is a big man and she is a tiny girl after all.

This is a part of why he holds her so much; if she's in his arms then she can never be hurt.

Plus hugging her makes him oh so happy 🥺💕

Is the brother that helps with most of Elsa's needs.

Beel will trim her nails for MC, despite Elsa's loud wails the entire time like she's being murdered (she hates her paws being touched). It hurts his heart, but he knows it's good for her.

Will sometimes help MC give her a bath, but not always.

Her cry is extra sad and pathetic, enough to break the hearts of anyone within hearing distance and it's too much for Beely 😢

Finds it funny afterwards when she refuses the towel and dries herself on the carpet (she rolls around and does a funny dancer essentially) while staring at MC with accusatory eyes.

Unfortunately, Beel is always one to sneak her food as well 😅

Elsa is a bit overweight and the vet wants her to lose some pounds but this girl is always hungry.

For obvious reasons, this man empathizes with her and can't help but sneak her some dog-safe food at times.

Overall, Beel fell in love. MC may be this dog's mama but he wants to be the daddy so bad.

Please MC 🥺👉👈

Belphegor:

Gets annoyed with her easily and can say some pretty mean things to her.

Belphie doesn't mean it though! Boy is just grouchy when woken up and Elsa tends to do that a lot.

She can't jump on beds by herself so cries and cries till she is finally placed on it.

Once the pup snuggles up with him to join him for his nap, the sloth demon immediately feels like an ass.

Belphie is also the one Elsa runs to when there's a thunderstorm.

She'll hide under the blankets with Belphie and he'll do his best to stay awake long enough to give the shaking dog some comfort.

Overall, likes her but gets annoyed by her a lot.

Diavolo:

This man gets so excited when MC brings Elsa to the castle!

Barb has zero chance of getting the prince to do work when the sweet pup visits with her mama lol

Honestly, this man is probably one of the few Elsa bonds with the quickest.

Dia is just so happy and showers her in love and treats (he always has an excuse for MC for why it's perfectly fine for Elsa to have so many treats 'just this once').

Elsa will literally run to this man the very second she sees him.

This little girl loves her 'Uncle Dia' so much (and boy, does Diavolo love being called that 🥰)

Barb takes the interruption to the prince's work schedule in stride

And even will uses it a motivator to get the man through his paperwork without staring out the window for like ten minutes at a time.

Will often make deals like 'like finish x amount of papers today and I will ask MC to bring Elsa tomorrow afternoon and bam, the work is done in lightning speed.

Elsa is more of a help than a hindrance to the prince's work so it all works out well 🥰🤭

Overall, Dia loves Elsa to bits and wishes she could visit more.

Barbatos:

Honestly, this man is no where near as close to Elsa as he was was with Beanie.

He finds Elsa cute and a good motivator for Diavolo, but a bit of a trouble maker.

Elsa doesn't quite understand what the Little Ds around the castle are, but assumes they are strange animals.

She'll snarl and try chasing the Little Ds, only for some to push her back or scare her off, resulting in her running to Barbatos and hiding behind his leg as she shakes.

This prompts Barb to frown and make a small sigh before kneeling down and comforting the scared pup.

Elsa causes problems for herself and expects help from the butler; this is no different from some people he knows and so he is used to it.

I'll admit, he never completely got over the time she tracked her muddy footprints all over the castle after being in the garden on a damp day, but blames MC more than he blames the ignorant pup.

Overall, Barb likes Elsa, but is less than thrilled about some aspects of her.

Solomon:

Honestly finds the dog precious.

It takes a while for Elsa to get familiar with him and not let her fear of men include him though.

Solomon was patient though and had no issues with waiting.

Didn't go out his way to bribe or force affection onto Elsa; just let time do its thing.

Even once the two started bonding, Elsa would bark every time he comes into House of Lamentation.

Solomon just laughs it off and say HoL has a pretty good security system now.

Despite the rather loud greeting, the dog always has to sit on his lap for a bit and will whine to rush him to sit down.

Overall, Solomon likes Elsa and thinks she's funny.

Simeon:

#1 pet sitter right here.

This angel sees Elsa as one of the most precious beings he's ever seen and is always up for pet sitting when need be.

Despite her fear of men, Elsa was never the least bit scared of Simeon.

Why that is, MC has no clue, but it definitely made some of the other men jealous in the beginning.

Just Simeon's name alone will make the dog run to the door and whine, making her think he's here to visit her.

His name becomes a trigger word the residents of HoL have to spell in order not to hype her up for disappointment

Just for Elsa to somehow associate the spoken letters of his name to his name and react the same.

How the hell is this dog so good at spelling???

(She legit is. Spell 'treat' around her and she will lose her shit; idk man she is too smart for her own good lol)

They literally just have to refer to him as 'the angel' when he's not around, a fact that Simeon finds funny.

Overall, Simeon loves the sweet pup dearly and Elsa loves him to a degree that shocks others lol

Luke:

!!!!!!!!!!!

The best of friends, through and through.

Luke practically fell in love with the dog instantly and Elsa loves older kids so the feeling was mutual.

(She doesn't like toddlers because of the time my nephew hit her when he was two, but loves older kids who know how to be gentle).

Often begs MC to let him to sleepover HoL for a night so he can spend more time with Elsa and even snuggle her while he falls asleep.

Will also bake her peanut butter treats, a favorite of hers 💕

These two are freaking cute together and no one is immune to it.

Overall: Besties. What more can I say?

[shai-manahan]

Happy new year!!!

I was wondering about the flip side of the previous “i wish iInever met you” ask: how would the ROs react to MC telling them “I wish I never met you” instead?

Okay so uhhhh a reverse of this one huh

Anyway, it's under the cut if you really want to see it. (yes I know. I'm like. over a month late lmao and yes I am aware it's valentine's but oh well.)

Alonzo:

They weren't supposed to be so surprised.

They weren't supposed to be so speechless, unable to push their words out.

They weren't supposed to feel so hurt. Like their insides have been carved out. Like their world has just been turned upside down.

Like they've just lost something important.

Yet, their gaze is pulled towards the person before them. At those firm, unyielding eyes. So cold. So cruel.

Their hands tremble, wishing to touch the other's.

Their feet grow uneasy, yearning to step closer.

But when they regain their senses, when they feel in control once more, it is only their lips that move, uttering in a soft, grieving voice, "Why would you want that?"

Wesley:

"I know."

It's two simple words, and they don't trust themself to say more. They've been taught how to pretend, sure—look at the other person's eyes, straighten your back, pull the barriers up as you don the mask—but they know.

Wesley knows they can't trust themself. Wesley knows how close they are to the breaking point. That these are the only words they can say, lest they let themself turn back into their weak, pathetic self.

They can't trust themself, so they let their partner make the choice.

Leave. Stay.

They never let their sister make that decision before.

They'd make that mistake no longer.

Owen:

He searches their eyes, their movements, the very air that surrounds them. Looking for a sign. Looking for an answer.

"You don't really mean that, do you?" he asks shakily, a crack in his voice present as he pleads for what he wants to hear. "I know you don't mean it."

But he receives no answer. Only a glare full of hatred yet full of pain—a warning, meant for him and only him. Owen doesn't want to believe it, of course. How could he? After all, the others were meant to be wrong about their partner, weren't they?

"You'd be standing in front of a lynx," they said.

"The Ripper will never be whom you wish them to be," they added.

He never believed any of those, even after everything that has happened to him. To his family. To the life that was once his.

And yet here he is, blinking his tears away, looking at the person he loves, waiting for them to change their mind.

Jade:

It comes along like a cold water poured over her at first, the realization.

Jade prides herself in figuring out the possibilities. The things that could go wrong. The betrayals that could occur. Years of having to walk a thin line between life and death has done that to her, and she's never flinched in front of danger.

Today, she does.

Today, something she did not expect has occurred. Something she once feared but threw away, because why would she think that things would go this way? That the person she loved—loves—would believe that none of it has been worth it?

Was it her family? Was it her past? She can't figure it out, and that scares her.

"Think about it," she says, because there's nothing else she knows she could say. Letting out a deep breath, composing herself as much as she can, she grabs for her partner's clothes, pulling them close. "Think about it before you say that again."

It's almost pleading, the way she says it, a tone that she wishes her partner couldn't hear.

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi again!

Can you do a Saeyoung imagine set during the time he's in MC's apartment after Saeran's intrusion, where MC is masc and has ADHD + Depression?

I was thinking maybe you can do some soft comfort where Seven begins to regret his coldness after MC goes nonverbal or limp (something that happens sometimes when im under a lot of stress) and he helps him calm down?

Saeyoung regrets his cruelty before it was even leaves his mouth.

You are the sweetest guy he's ever met in his entire life, and he can't imagine hurting you the way he feels he needs to to make sure you survive. He knows that if he doesn't scare you away, you might end up like his brother, and considering what he saw, he doesn't think he can risk something like that happening ever again.

The pain in his brother's eyes was enough, and to imagine something like that on your face viscerally gives him the ick. He can't stand it. He can't stand hurting you. But, what's the alternative?

What's the alternative here? If he decides to keep you in his life, then it's only a matter of time until somebody finds out you're close to him, and they use you against him. You don't know the depths of his despair nor do you know how many people he has pissed off in the short amount of time he's been trapped in that agency. Those people would do unspeakable things to you in the name of revenge, and he could do nothing to stop it. 

How could he live with himself if that happened? 

In one reality, in one bad timeline, where you do get taken away and tortured, it devastates him to the point of no return. He finds himself unable to do anything, hopeless and lost, filled with despair at the acknowledge you suffer because you care for him. That is something people look to exploit when they want to take someone down, and if he can do anything to stop it, he will.

Even if it means being cruel to you when he doesn't want to be. 

He's not exactly the world's best liar when it comes to you. He can lie right through his teeth to anybody else in this world but not you, never you, and for that reason, if you looked between the lines of his words, you would find that every time he told you to go away, his eyes were telling you to come closer. It doesn't excuse his actions or take away from the fact that he hurt you, but it gives a greater insight as to why he would even think of doing it in the first place. 

But, what fills him with the most regret is seeing you distraught like that, with hot tears in your eyes and muscle weakness dragging you down. He tried to justify it to himself a hundred times but it never worked.

You wouldn't know it until he told you what he did, but every time he turned from you, pulled his hood over his head and shoved headphones on, he wept silent tears that made it that much harder to work. 

It's when he sees you in agony that he wants to take everything back. He regrets being cruel to someone who fell in love with him and knew there was more to him than just pranks and jokes. When you're laying on the ground, staring into distant space, he quietly drapes his jacket over your shoulders and helps you back into a seated position against the couch. You sob, a palpable sound, but one that reminds him he is the one to blame.

"Sorry," you babbled. You thought it was all your fault. "I'm sorry. I won't bother you anymore, I promise. I promise. I know you need to go as soon as you finish, it's okay, just— just leave me alone. I'll be okay once my heart calms down."

He had a sinking feeling in his chest at the thought that you suffered from this feeling any time you were overwhelmed by something. It was likely an involuntary response, your body being so overwhelmed that it had no choice but to shut down, and he was to blame for that this time around. He thought he could make you cry once and maybe it would be enough to show you that he wasn't the kind of person you would want in your life.

But, you didn't give up on him.

Why wouldn't you give up on him? 

Hiccups, sobs, and words that made less and less sense to him burned his ears. This was all his fault. He did this to you in some misguided attempt to make it hurt less later... but it wouldn't hurt less, would it? He hurt you now trying to avoid hurting you in the future... it's all hurt... and it's all wrong.

He didn't say anything for the longest time, but he stayed there by your side, silently going through every single excuse and apology in the book he had until—

"I'm afraid of losing you."

Silence.

"[Y/N], I'm afraid you'll get hurt like my brother if you stick close to me. I'm afraid of losing you like I've lost Saeran. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to be mean to you. I don't want to be the cause of pain for you in any way! But, I know if you stay, you'll suffer in ways I'm afraid I can't even begin to explain because it gets worse every time I think about it."

Shame.

"I care about you so much that... that I would rather spend the rest of my life knowing you're safe than knowing you could get killed any day because of me. If you died because of me... I would never be able to... to forgive myself. Even if you find happiness somewhere else, as long as you live to see the sunrise... that... that can be enough for me. I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made hurt you. I thought this would be better... better than losing you forever."

Guilt.

Your sniffles didn't die down but from the corner of his eyes, he saw a glimmer of hope, your fingers gripping his jacket like a lifeline.

[im-ovulating]

Demon brothers: MC, what kinds of videos have you been into lately?

MC: hentai

How do brothers react?

(A/n: I had to google hentai names for this... you guys better reblog this lmao)

(A/n: Also, I only went as far as to find titles so don't come at me with "Oh this one is so bad" or "Really? That one?" bc I couldn't tell you what a single one was about😂)

Hope you enjoy~

Summary- How the brothers find out/react to finding out you're into hentai

Word Count: 1,152

Warnings: Mentions of hentai (duh)

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Obey Me Brothers' Reaction to Finding Out You Watch Hentai

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Lucifer:

Let's be real: he was probably snooping

It was probably during your first few weeks in the devildom as their attendant and he was trying to make sure you didn't have any malicious intent

He was going through your closet as one does when he came across a box labeled 'Private'

Of course, only a human would be so obvious about their secrets

What he didn't expect was to see a copy of Hentai Whores: Out of Control to be staring back at him when he opened the box

Surely, it's just a decoy meant to prevent anyone from digging any deeper

So, dig deeper he did

Only to find case after case of the animated porn

Discipline: The Hentai Academy, Hentai Express, The Pianist

The collection just keeps going

He's both unbothered and disturbed

Unbothered because even the most prude demons have urges

Disturbed because who watches porn on DVD anymore?

Mammon:

This man doesn't know the meaning of the word 'knocking'

He is constantly barging into your room unannounced and scaring the hell out of you

There was bound to be a time that he either walked in on you changing or masturbating

That time just happened to finally occur

As per usual, Mammon throws the door to your room open with more force than necessary only to stop in his tracks once he finally takes in the sight before him

You are on your bed, laptop next to you with your hand down your sweatpants

Your eyes fly to the doorway as you freeze like a deer in headlights

The only noise in the room is the exaggerated moaning coming from some big breasted anime girl getting fucked in a position that in no way could be comfortable

The two of you are frozen for a second, just staring at each other before you both spring into action:

You jump to slam your laptop shut as he rushes to leave the room, slamming the door behind him

Neither of you can look each other in the eyes for a while after that

At least he learned his lesson about knocking (Meanwhile, you learned the importance of this thing called a lock)

Leviathan:

Anyone who doesn't think this dweeb watches hella Hentai can go kick rocks

I mean, just look at him

The man's a freak deep down

he was most likely playing a game on his D.D.D and the battery died

Naturally he grabs yours

It was on his desk where you left it, having gone to grab a snack

You never minded him getting on your phone so he didn't think twice about it

He unlocks the device only to be met with a video paused halfway through

The screen displays a close up of tentacles being forced into an almost too small hole

He's shocked due to two things:

1) You also watch hentai? He would have never pegged you as the type

And 2) You watch tentacle porn too?? Porno twins!

He knows he should put your D.D.D down before you come back to him staring at your content choices

On the other hand, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the screen

With a glance to the door, he presses play

As the MC's whines filled the room, his cheeks got hotter and his pants tighter

He doesn't notice as the door opens

Doesn't notice as you creep up behind him

And lets out an unholy screech when you ask "Like what you see?"

Satan:

He's going through your bookshelf trying to find a book you told him about

"It's not here, MC."

You look at him from your spot on your bed

"Check one of those boxes, I haven't finished unpacking all my books yet."

And so he does as you go back to the book you're reading

It's not in the first box so he opens the second

He finds it

Only he finds something that piques his interest a bit more

The title he was searching for is nestled between a couple rated R mangas

Domin-8 Me and My Cute Crossdresser on one side and Pink Sniper, Embrace and Bloom, and Love Selection on the other

"Found it."

You look back to him

He pulls out the book and one of the mangas

"'My Cute Crossdresser' huh?" He teases

"What? You can't tell me boys in skirts aren't everything."

He slips it back into the box. "Whatever you say..."

Asmodeus:

You had let him borrow your laptop to work on some school work since Mammon had "accidentally" pawned his off

He eventually got bored and decided to go through the pc

While digging, he find a website you had bookmarked under a questionable title

So naturally he clicks it, curious to see what you do in your free time

The bookmark takes him to a hentai website

An amused smile stretches across his face as he scrolls through the page

"Naughty, naughty, MC~" he mutters to himself

You look up at him from your textbook

"Did you say something Asmo?"

He clicks off the site before you see what he was smiling at

"I didn't say anything, darling," He gives you an eye smile that's a bit too odd

Beelzebub:

You'd forgotten to exit the tab earlier that day, having favored simply shutting the laptop and going on your way

So when you handed it over to Beel to pick your first movie of the night, the first thing he was greeted with was disproportionate breasts and overly animated 'o' faces

Props to him for not showing his surprise

"MC? I think you forgot to shut this down earlier..."

If you're embarrassed, don't be

Beel is literally one of the least judgey demons you know

"There's nothing to be embarrassed of; It's there to be watched, after all. I was just expecting a home screen :)"

If you're not, then, again, he doesn't really care.

He just closes the tab and finishes picking a movie

Belphegor:

He had come to your room after dinner because he was too tired to make the trek all the way to his and Beel's room

He figured you wouldn't mind

You hadn't come up yet, still talking with some of the brothers, so he decided to let himself in

He noticed your laptop was open on your bed

You must have been watching a movie before coming downstairs

He plops down next to it, turning the laptop to face him

His eyebrow quirks up at the sight of an animated girl gaging on what was most definitely not a human cock

"Didn't know MC was freaky...."

With a final scoff, Belphegor adjusts his pillow and gets comfortable

By the time you come up to your room, he's asleep- your laptop still open next to him

If he isn't making a big deal out of it, why should you?

You power it off and climb into bed next to him after prepping for bed

[foxofsunholt]

I don't know if this has already been asked but how would the RO's act if someone was aggressively flirting with the MC and they were clearly making them feel uncomfortable.

It might have been, but I can answer things twice! I will assume this is after the MC stating that they’re uninterested and so, the aggressor is clearly not backing off. Also set at a pub because…idk….

ADELAIDE- Puffs her chest out and puts on her commanding voice and makes her way over, with all the ferocity of a dog who saw a squirrel in the backyard. She doesn’t mince words or ask nicely; “HEY! Leave my friend alone! They’re not interested!” Of course, people usually don’t take Adelaide seriously either and if they wouldn’t back off you, they’re not going to do it because a woman who looks like she’s about to cry is telling them to. So, she does want any sensibly lady would do and draws her sword, throws down her glove and challenges them to a duel.

As duelling is strictly forbidden in pubs, both you and Adelaide get kicked out, which she is profusely sorry about and she takes you to another pub and stays very close this time. You two agree that she totally would have ruined that person’s shit if they did actually duel. Drunk, she stumbles out, “you know, I would aggressively flirt with you too. But in a nice way. Like a nice person. Like the good way.” When you ask her what she means, her head is already on the bar counter, completely passed out.

She’ll apologize in the morning for you having to carry her to bed, you know she will. But you don’t mind in the moment and as you lay her down, her fingers curl into your sleeve. “Thank you,” she says, slurred with drunkenness, “and you’ve got a great ass.” In the morning, she’ll probably apologize for that too, but you don’t want her to.

CAMILLE - Her gaze is often fixed on you in the free hours. She watches you, though you’ve never known for what aim. This time, with someone grinning in your face about all the things they’d like to do, it’s as if her body teleports from the corner of the room to right beside you. She goes for their hand, twisting fingers back. With the other, fire circles around her palm. “I suggest you leave my friend alone unless you enjoy having your eyes burnt out.” It’s the first time she’s ever referred to you as a friend and, of course, it would happen as she was threatening someone else. The person relents, whimpering away. Camille looks at you and you stare at her. You think you should probably thank her but she’s back to her corner.

This time, when you take a drink over to sit with her, she doesn’t shoo you away. You enjoy silence with her as safety washes over you. “Does this happen often?” She asks. You shake your head; usually people are better at respecting your boundaries. She pauses, staring into her wine. A grin breaks out across her face, “I know a spell that will induce bowel incontinence for twelve hours.” And the two of you set off to cast a curse, laughing all the way.

FAITH- Faith is no stranger to the pushy and unwelcome. She’s by your side before you even realize that you really hate what’s going on, and you may just start up the tears if you have to deal with it for a second more. Faith grins and jabs a finger into the aggressor. “They’re with me, so back off.” She kisses the side of your head and this startled the person for a moment, until they’re back at it again. Well great, they say, two is better than one! You see Faith’s mouth twitch and her hand curl up. You know what’s about to happen and you could stop her, she gives you the chance to stop her, but you’re both a little tipsy and you can’t pretend like you don’t want it to happen. And so, Faith’s beer bottle is swung and smashes against the person’s skull, beer and blood splatter around. She leans across the bar counter and grabs two more bottles, tightly gripped in one hand, but those aren’t for hitting. Instead, she takes your hand and the two of you whip through the streets, cackling into the night air.

When your journey ends, you’ve made you way up to the roof of some building and Faith offers you one of the bottles she took. “You shouldn’t be afraid to hit them,” she says. As you lay down beside her she curls up against you. “Violence is the answer sometimes.” You nod, staring up at the stars. She takes your hand and flattens it out, lifting it to the sky palm up and holding it steady. “And this is how you make a fist,” she exaggerates, teasing. She lays her hand over your knuckles and pushes your fingers down into a fist. She grips your wrist lightly and swings your new fist around. “And this is how you throw a punch…” She aims your fist at her face, where she meets the impact with her lips, caressing the cold flesh of your knuckles.

MARS - He is between you and the aggressor in an instant. It’s almost more scary how quickly he is, or that he was even here in the first place; you hadn’t seen him earlier. His hand is on the hold of his blade and he says nothing as the aggressor’s attention turns to the strange knight. They begin berating Mars, laughing into his face. This riles you up but Mars remains impassive. As the aggressor tries to reach across Mars to touch you, Mars’ sword snaps up, pushing their wrist away and drawing a thin line of blood as he does it. Again, he says nothing. The aggressor curses before he tries it again, earning himself a slash across the cheek. The person’s hand curls into a fist and flies in the air, you stop it before it can reach Mars, seeing clearly that the knight hadn’t moved at all; he would have taken that punch purposely. You don’t understand Mars any more than you can throw him, which isn’t very far because his armour is heavy.

The aggressor leave eventually, seeing a battle they can win and Mars’s hand is on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” He asks, full of concern. You nod, you’re usually always okay. “Good,” he says, not knowing what else to say. Awkwardness pools in the air; you offer him a drink and he says no, knights don’t drink. You offer him some olives and he says no, knights don’t eat olives. You pause. Mars is smiling. This is the first time you’ve ever heard him make a joke, you were beginning to think he couldn’t. As it turns out, knights do drink and this one really likes olives.

SID- A fist cuts through the air before another sentence is said. Across the room, Sid had been trying to signal to you and you had been trying to signal back. You’re not sure what any of his eyebrow wiggles or hand signs meant, but yours clearly said help me please. He shakes his fist, grinning at the aggressor now crumpled on the floor. “You said punch ‘em right?” You did not, but you can’t complain about results. “Oh well, let’s just get more drinks and forget about all this, yeah?” But the aggressor is on their feet and their fist meets Sid’s face. He flies back, crashing into a table and snapping it in twain. You try to stop the mayhem, and one of the aggressor’s friends punches you. You’re not sure how it happens, but you’ve got a full brawl on your hands.

Of course, pubs only tolerate brawls for so long so you’re out into the streets. And then, as both you and Sid are a lot better than two random drunks, you win, though you’re a little bloody for it. “They’re gonna charge us for that table,” he says. And the window, and that painting and the bottles, you remind him. “Aye, and all that,” he grins. The two of you look at each other and without speaking, you both run off together, howling down the streets.

YOON— Your pleading eyes meet Yoon’s watchful gaze and he steps in, arm hooked around your aggressor’s shoulders. “Oh! My love! My darling! What is this? Do you besmirch me by flirting with another? Was I not enough for you?” His voice is loud and dramatic and in tune with the plays he takes you out to see sometimes. The aggressor looks confused but as they try to speak, Yoon’s finger snaps out and shushes them. “Oh! My love! Tell me what it is! Was the sex just too good for you?” You can’t help but to laugh, earning a wink from Yoon before he dissolves back into his role as wounded lover. The aggressor tries to push him off before they’re pinned under Yoon’s vice grip; twisting their fingers the wrong way. “Oh! My love! You hurt me so!” The pub patrons have caught on to the little display and they boo and hiss and cheer. As Yoon gives the aggressor more pain, the crowd cheers. “I shall run off then! With this person you have cheated on me with! We shall have a happy life away from your treachery!” In the final act, the aggressor is left on the floor while the two of you laugh, walking away into the night.

As it turns out, acting can get you a lot. Yoon teaches you how fake proposals get you free wine glasses or slices of cake. When that gets boring for you two, you try proposals that end badly, in increasingly absurd ways. You stop getting free things, but the two of you are having fun.

[stayxlix]

helloooo my dearest!!🩵🩵 I am so sorry for not responding for so long! I had a really great time with my friends, but I can't lie, I've been missing you A LOT, Alex😭🩵

I have no idea where to start, so I'll just go on with responding to your reply and we will see how long it will be since I still have to talk about the amazing bomb of a chapter you dropped!!!

I honestly see the thing with having a hard time with showing emotions, but after chap 5, I can assure you that you writing emotions is a literal gift sent by god himself. Thank you. I would also like to point out that I'm getting a little suspicious of Hyunjin in otde but we'll get to that later...🤨🤨

I am honestly so glad I can somehow express how amazing I truly think your writing is! It's really worth every minute that I spend reading it, and I love the fact that I can show you my love for not only your writing, but you too like this🩵🩵 I definitely see why you were so stressed about this chapter, but I honestly have to say that it broke me in half and I want it to run me over. This chap was HEAVEN. so while I do see why you are so nervous, I can still fully assure you that the chap was great and I'm so so proud of you🩵🩵

I'M SORRY BUT I CAN'T LIE TO YOU. I LOVE THAT YOU DIDN'T SPLIT THE CHAPTER UP. I ACTUALLY CAN NOT. i was so happy when I saw the word count. I literally slurped up EVERY.SINGLE.WORD. you saying that I'm a gift has also brought me to tears. I'm just so glad that I found you! 😭💗 I love writing my asks, it makes me so excited to see your response later, and I love to also go back ans read through your responses🩵

AND DID YOU JUST SAY THAT MY OPINION MATTERS THAT MUCH TO YOU?!?!?!? I AM LITERALLY DYING. i just appreciate that so much, you don't even know. I honestly had a plan to go through and thoroughly write you every single thing I liked about this chapter, but then it got really long and I realised that maybe I was getting a little too carried away☠️☠️ I wanna say it in some.. shorter way, but now, I have no idea how to put it into words. So here come my feelings about this chapter (VERy VERY shortened down for your own safety☠️😭💗)

FIRST OF ALL. THE TENSION. I TALK ABOUT THIS ALL TIME I KNOW BUT GODDAMN WAS IT SOMETHING ELSE IN THIS CHAPTER. i was getting so nervous when I realised that Chan knew it was mc who killed that guy, and I'm honestly unbelievably curious about Felix's past. Like.. it's a problem😭 but moving on, I really loved how you described their feelings of leaving the hotel behind, and basically driving themselves to an unknown place. It gives off.. really ominous vibes, if that makes sense?? I mean, they have a vague idea of what Miroh should look like, but they don't actually KNOW anything, and that just really hit the spot tbh. The whole feeling of uncertainty kept crawling over me and it felt so ENGAGING OMFG. It feels really dark AND I LOVE IT.

So, moving on to the departing.

I was honestly kinda mad at mc for not going with Lix, but I think that's my personal problem if anything☠️☠️

The growing connection between mc and Jisung is UGHHH IM THRIVING ON IT TBH. I feel squishy about Hyunjin tho bc why🤨🤨are🤨you so🤨🤨close to🤨Felix🤨 BUT I ALSO LOVE HIM SO I'LL LET IT SLIDE JUST THIS ONCE. (If something ever happened betwen them then I'm. I'm gone. Vanished.)

I like how all the boys seem to be growing warmer to mc, and I felt like I WAS GENUINELY RHE FUCKING MC THIS WHOLE CHAPTER BC IT WAS SO INTENSE. i think it might be because the feelings are finally surfacing but OMFG. it feels so real i don't even know how to describe it.

Did I mention that I love jealous Lix???? the way he kept staring at her and omfg when the mc started feeling sick bc of the pollution and jisung comforted her and FELIX WAS JUST LOOKING THEM. OH GOD. I WAS SHAKIMG AND GRIPPING MY PHONE.

Excuse my screaming I'm just not.. over this chapter yet. I'm probably never gonna be over any of those chapters bye.😭🩵

WHEN THEY GIOT TO THE VALLEY?!??! OMFJAKWKWKWNEBWJWKQK THE FIGHT THE EVERYTHING.AJKQKQKWKWK

I somehow really like.. idk felt??? The longing between mc and Lix.. it was literally palpable. (I'm honestly so excited for when they grow more accepting of their feelings and will eventually reach out for each other before others' eyes😭) but it was OH GOD.ALSO HYUNJIN SAVING MC MADE ME FEEL SOME TYPE OF IDK RELIEF????

WHEN THEY HAD TO LEAVE THEM THERE??? I WAS FUCNING UNWELL. UNWELL!!!! FELIX TELLING THEM TO GO LITERALLY BROKE MY HEART GOODBYE. I WAS SHAKING.

I honestly knew that Hira friend was trouble from the beginning😪😪 BUT HEY AT LEAST YEONJUN CAME

I was on the edge of my seat and shaking in anticipation the WHOLE FUVKING TUME BEFORE YEONJUN CAME BACK AND SAVED THEM GOODBWKQOQOOWOWJHW

But before that... Hira taking mc's hair and calling it beautiful made my heart skip a beat. Like.. the tension?? AND I DON'T MEAN LIKE MC AND LIX TYPE OF TENSION. i mean like the type of tension where everything just stops and the confusion slowly sinks into you??? Does that even make sense😭??

The little sparkling connection with Seungmin makes me warm tbh I LOVE THEM😭😭

I feel like Hira is the definition of sinister.. I don't even know why.. but the vibes.. the way you described the mc to feel (which is literally how I was feeeling?? wHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT THIS??) is just so sinister.

NOW WHEN I SAW HYUNJIN'S NAME IN CURVISE I DIED. I FELT SO MUCH RELIEF THAT AJWKWKKEKS I AHJWJWJWJS I ALMOST SHED A TEAR.

LIKE?!??!!??! THEY CAME BACK!!!! THEY SURVIVED!!!!!!

I totally get why mc couldn't just run up to Lix and hug his soul out of him BUT DAMN DO I WISH SHE DID. The way they are only looking at each other, and they both feel like they can finally breathe after finding out that the other is safe and sound reall fucking hit me tbh. Got me in the feels and shit 😭😭 i love how they are just unconsciously drawn to each other and don't leave each other's side. Them sitting next to each other at the table MADE ME SO HAPPY!!! LIKE YES GOO LIX!!! NOW NOW NOOOOOW THE TENSION!!! I LOOOOOVED THE WHOLE SCENE AT THE DINNER TABLE!!!! YES!!! it was everything I could ask for. Thank you for this scene bc I pmfajjwkwkwjwjw

"She. Stays. With. Us." he growled through clenched teeth, putting sharp emphasis on each individual word. The roll of bread in his hand crumpled beyond repair as he used every muscle in his body to keep his restraint. 

OH MY FUCJIJG HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUVK IN THE FUVKINGQ QKKWLWLWKSKEJEHE I LOVE THIS. I STAND NY TNIS.. THIS IS MY RELIGIINAAAAQK!!!!!?!*×*×

Sorry for the little break down but wow did this particular paragraph get me to my kness.

When she started to laugh, I literally felt the chills in my bod like goddamn woman...😭😭😭 okay now.. I am actually speechless at the smut scene. I don't know what to say other than HolY FUVKING SHINQHQIQOOWP1PP2P2P20282U3G4VRBSNSKAKW929U3UH3EVBE I CANT DO THISm!??!?!?!? What IN TE ORLDKQKQOQOOWKSK?!??+(+[+[2>2<2<3_÷^#

"What, were you worried about me princess?" He mused, poking his tongue into his cheek.

RUN ME OVER!!! THE TINGUE IM CHEEEK!!!! THE NICKNAME!!!!!!))

Anyways. I loved this scene. It was OG GOD. I made sure to listen to half of my heart because OF COURSE I DID. them in this chapter scream half of my heart, thholyghst and again so BAD. LOVED THIS. i really want to elaborate on the smut scene some more but fuck im just so???speechless???wordless??sentenceless??? AND WHEN HE SAID HE'S GLAD SHES OKA Y TOK??!?!?!?!?!

I would like to say that the ending broke me. tHE LAST PARAGRAPH?!?!?!? I' EPSECIALLY??? I'N UNWELL.

So safe to say, this chapter was beyond amazing, and I honestly can't eveb put into words just how great it was.. I really loved it, and I think it deserves the world, just like all the other chapters. I never really mentioned this before, but I really love how you name the chapters and how you put the little poem (???) before the chapter starts. It just.. really speaks to me?? ThaT SOUNDS WEIRD BUT IZ JUST REALLY SETS THE VIBES TBH. i loved all of those 21.1 thousand words, and i will gladly reread it seventy more times.

Thank you for this amazing chapter, Alex🩵🩵

SO.. THAT WAS MY RANT ABOUT THE CHAPTER!! i feel like I'm so far from saying enough, but I tried😭💗

YOSIWJE I WANT TO SHOW OFF YOUR RESPONSES TO EVERYONE AND BE LIKE SEE THIS??? SEE HOW THIS AMAZING AND KIND WRITER ANSWERED ME?? SEE HOW SHE IS THE CREATOR OF OTDE???? Aaaand yes I do write😭😭 it's more of a small hobby, though, because I can never keep a story going for longer 9k words, which could be enough, but it's like once I reach that, my thoughts literally vanish☠️😭 BuT IF I EVER DECIDE TO POST SOME OF MY WORKS I WILL DEFINITELY LET YOU KNOW!!💗

YOU SAYING. YOU. THE CREATOR OF THIS FUCKING MASTERPIECE SAYING. THAT MY MOODBOARD HELPS YOU THIS MUCH LITERALLY KILLED ME. I've never been happier😭😭 I'm so glad I could make something like that I'm honestly pretty sure I will never forget about you and otde.🩵 this story and you brought so much light into my life that it's actually unreal😭🩵 i love supporting this story, and I love showing you my love💗 AAAAND!! THE RED VERSION IS SUCCESSFULLY HERE.

https://pin.it/33YhAC2

I decided to keep it shorter than the last one, since I feel like this already shows what I feel with red💗 though, I am planning to change it up a little bit.. (i was gonna add a red vans pic BUT THERE ARE LITERALLY NONE THAT ARE EVEN CLOSE TO FITTING THE AESTHETIC 😭😭) i hope you like it and I'm excited to see your opinion for it🩵💗

" like even before they SEE each other, maybe they’re just casually at the beach or walking around on the street and suddenly this intense feeling washes over them and they’re like wtf is going on??? why do i feel like this??? and THEN their eyes meet and its just like…..oh.  "

OH MY GOD!!! I literally died when I read this. This is literally what I imagined???? wHY IS THIS SCENARIO SO GOOD???

I have no idea what the fanfic was, and it's pretty devastating😭

AND YES IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL 😭😭 i literally think of mc and lix with this trope in mind.I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE AGREEING WITH MY IDEAS?!?!?!?! I love coming with all these universes where reunite again, and again. I'm so glad you think my ideas are that good😭😭 (AND YES, THAT PIC OF FELIXW WAS EXACZLY WJAT I WAS THINKINV ABOUT WHILE WRITING THAT)

I feel like 2019 worldtour Felix is literally built for the role of a reckless racer. Let's say, the mc dislikes him so much bc she feels like he doesn't appreciate life enough. She's from a not so well off family and he's THE rich guy, like he has it all. He dislikes her because she judges so quickly, but what he loves is that he can't have her. She loves that she can't have him, too. YOU SEE WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS?!?!

Another brain rot of today is: ginger lix (I am WHO era) gives off teenage dream by katy perry vibes. it's the type of love where you show each other what it feels like to love. To feel. To touch. To explore. To hurt. I'm literally never letting go of this. Like it's the type of love where not only are you two what you've ever known (childhood best friends who had always been more than just best friends typa beat OMFG) but it's what you'll always know. You give each other your firsts and your lasts. You go through everything together. You're so close that it's like each of you has the half of the other's heart instead of your own. You're so close that you don't even realise how you unconsciously drive everything to fit the other. You do everything to stay together. It's the type of love where you go into a clear lake and just stare at each other, because what is world if not you two? The kind of love that's consuming and neverending. You ruin each other for anyone else. YEAAAH I LOVE THIS.

NOOOW shorter dark mullet Felix with the two longer pieces in the front??🤭🤭 see, this is the one where he's just a simple stoner. Maybe a bit of a bad boy, but it's mostly just messing around with weed. You meet him through a party that your friend had invited you to. This one's kinda simple, bc I'm not too sure how to make it more poetic but you guys are just basically a complete mess together 😭😭 like doing stupid shit together (and kinda ruinimg your lives but it's fiction so where's the problem??🤩🤩)

OMG YES. I HAD TO CHOOSE YARROW!! yarrow symbolizes healing and (everlasting) love, but what it also symbolizes is heartache, war, and cure for heartache SO I'M GUESSIMG YOU SEE WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS😭😭

The tattoo is an amazing idea and honestly IF SOMEONE DID THAT FOR ME I'M ON MY KNEES.

" omg okay in this parallel college/uni world that we’ve created i love this idea that he’s totally obsessed with her (and she’s a bit oblivious lol). like with the hair tie she definitely notices that he never took it off which is just a bit peculiar..but then like you said she starts to notice his fridge is stocked with all of her favorite things and maybe she casually mentions a scent she likes and the next day she catches that specific scent and he’s just like oh yeah just a new shampoo….🤭🤭 (i could go on and on forever but you get the idea) and im totally with you on the fact that thinking about different past lives of theirs might just have become my new favorite obsession.🫢 "

THIS WHOLE PARAGRAPH. I AGREE WITH THIS. WUTH EVERY FIBRE OF MY BEING. This is literally my new obsession wtf I can't. It's the type where he's lowkey like, "everything I do is for you, in a way."

I'M SO GlaD YOU LIKE THE ADDITIONS TO THE PLALIST!! with half of my heart, I feel like I really found the gem tbh. There is also an orchestra version of the song and.. I really can't lie, I'm thiking VERY VERYYY deeply about adding that to the playlist too. The vibes of it are literally perfect I'm dying.

Thank you so much for calling my song choices perfect, you have no idea how much I appreciate that🩵 I try to always find a song that fits the vibe perfectly, and I get so happy when I realise that it really DOES fit, and your face by wisp just kinda hit me. YES SEEN EMOTIONS OVEr HEARD EMOTIONS. The fact that you appreciate my song additions to the playlist this much just makes me AJWKJWSJ I wanna squeal and kick my feet around..😭😭 hearing that I can help you with motivation in a way just makes me happy beyond belief tbh.

(This is so long... I'm sorry😭😭)

I love you so, so much Alex!!🩵 I am again really sorry for answering so late, but I also feel so happy ans excited now that I answered you😭💗 I just wanted to say, that the chap really was amazing( and earth shattering, let's be honest..) and I'm so proud of you!! I'll always try my hardest to support you through your writing, and your blog overall🩵💗 and don't ever be sorry for not sending out the asks the next day, I'll wait for as long as needed🩵 thank you for being so kind and loving, I really and truly wish you the absolute best, Alex.🩵

I love you so very much too. You deserve the world🩵 as always, stay safe and take care. I'll be happily waiting for your reply💗🩵 have the best rest of your week!!🩵

HI HI HIH I🩵🩵🩵🩵YOURE BACK YOURE BACK AHHSODFHOWEKNF😭🩵 i was missing you too last week but im so so happy you had a great time with your friends, and you never ever need to apologize for that!! however long or short it takes you to respond, im always here💕

im so happy to hear that you liked the chapter, the second i released it i was waiting for this very moment so i could hear your thoughts🤭 i really do my best to convey the emotions in this story authentically (despite how difficult it may be) so to hear you say it is “a literal gift sent by god himself” has me S O B B I N G.😭😭😭😭😭 (oh and hyunjin is definitely a bit suspicious isnt he?👀👀) as always my 🩵 your words are so kind and heartfelt, and you express your love for this story SO beautifully. your support is everything to me..and i am so incredibly thankful that we’ve found each other!! its a privilege to me just to be able to know you in this way.🩵🩵 im so sorry that the chapter “broke you in half” lmao i was definitely nervous to release it but i guess this means i must have done something right?😂 not that i actually want you to break in half (or be run over💀) but you know what i mean lol. your encouragement and reassurance mean the world to me, it makes all the hard work and (occasional) stress worthwhile💕💕

AND IM SO GLAD YOU WERE HAPPY I DIDN’T SPLIT THE CHAPTER UP😭 I LITERALLY FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT YOUR ASKS. so i promise even if you had left your ask the original length, i would have “slurped up” every single word too😂💕 because your responses and reactions quite literally inspire me to write.….so let’s get into this shall we??🤭

i love to hear that you're enjoying the tension in the story!! i feel like it’s such a crucial element in creating a kind of immersive narrative which is definitely a big goal of mine, so this means a lot🥹 and i can’t blame you for being curious about felix’s past (i can assure you it will slowly unfold more as the story progresses🤭) im also in love with the way you talk about your feelings when reading, like especially when you mentioned the group having to leave the hotel and head into the unknown. i really did my best to create the sense of uncertainty you described, so im really happy it resonated with you and i stand by my words when i say that i can totally tell you’re a writer lol. the way you describe your thoughts is so poetic in its own way💕💕

“I was honestly kinda mad at mc for not going with Lix, but I think that's my personal problem if anything☠️☠️”

LMAO right??? I could NEVER.😭😭 mc is way stronger than me, without question.

The growing connection between mc and Jisung is UGHHH IM THRIVING ON IT TBH. I feel squishy about Hyunjin tho bc why🤨🤨are🤨you so🤨🤨close to🤨Felix🤨 BUT I ALSO LOVE HIM SO I'LL LET IT SLIDE JUST THIS ONCE. (If something ever happened betwen them then I'm. I'm gone. Vanished.)

oh god hyunjin hmmm i think i should just keep my mouth shut here😂😂😭 jisung is my bias wreckerrr (and let me tell you, he does a damn good job) so its a bit of self indulgence that he has such a strong building connection with mc🤭 but im glad you liked that too💕💕AND WHEN YOU SAY YOU FELT LIKE YOU WERE ACTUALLY THE MC IM SHAKING BECAUSE IT IS LITERALLY MY GOAL WHEN I WRITE TO JUST PROVIDE SOME KIND OF ESCAPE FOR ANYONE OUT THERE WHO NEEDS IT YOU KNOW????😭😭😭😭 SO FOR YOU TO SAY THE STORY FEELS SO REAL TO YOU MAKES MY HEART THREATEN TO CRUMBLE INTO A THOUSAND TINY PIECES (in the best way)

JEALOUS. LIX. DONT EVEN GET ME STARTEddED if i could fill every chapter with lix being jealous then that is what i would do.😂 seriouslyyyyy. (also the way im envisioning you shaking and gripping your phone is EXACTLY how i reacted to seeing your asks in my notifs lmao) it’s so rewarding to know that the emotions and dynamics between the characters are resonating with you, especially mc and lix. and i completely understand your excitement for their growth and acceptance of their feelings. i know its a bit of a slow burn…as much as i wanted them to hurry up and admit/accept their feelings for each other in like part 2, i have to try and make it at least a little realistic i guess..🥹🥹

WHEN THEY HAD TO LEAVE THEM THERE??? I WAS FUCNING UNWELL. UNWELL!!!! FELIX TELLING THEM TO GO LITERALLY BROKE MY HEART GOODBYE. I WAS SHAKING.

ME WRITING THIS PART. IT WAS SO HARD TO WRITE.😭I HAD TO STOP TO KEEP TAKING BREAKS I SWEAR. im glad you liked the yeonjun cameo🤭 and you hit the nail on the head about hira, i know i can’t give too many spoilers but you’re always in my head so of course you knew she was trouble..and hyunjins appearance got you, huh?😂 it was quite a relief for me too that they survived (even if I knew they were going to😂) i really tried so hard to make it evident how much mc and lix care for each other without saying a word in this scene (which goes back to some of the different versions of them that we’ve discussed in past conversation, so this is just another example of how you’ve motivated me time and time again🩵🩵) and the dinner table scene was SO fun to write ah im so happy that you loved it too ahhhhekjwjh we stan protective rebel lix who stands up for his woman😭💕(your breakdown cracks me up too, please never change🥹)

as for that smut scene...oh lord lol writing those intimate moments is alwaysssss a challenge for me, but knowing you liked it gives me the confidence to keep including scenes like this in the future.🩵🩵 i enjoyed stepping out of my comfort zone a bit too.

RUN ME OVER!!! THE TINGUE IM CHEEEK!!!! THE NICKNAME!!!!!!))

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHEN FELIX DOES THAT TONGUE IN CHEEK THING IT PUTS ME ON MY KNEES EVERY SINGLE TIME.😭 SO THERES NO WAY I WASN’T PUTTING IT INTO THE FIC SOMEWHER.E AT LEAST ONCE😭😭😭

 I made sure to listen to half of my heart 

I LISTENED TO THIS SO MANY TIMES WHEN WRITING THE END OF THIS CHAPTER. ALSO-i have another song I think might be your style🤭it’s called Stick Around by ENVYYOU (i randomly stumbled upon it but i think it totally fits mc/lix so i added it to my playlist too, and the style made me think of you)

AND WHEN HE SAID HE'S GLAD SHES OKA Y TOK??!?!?!?!?!

ahhh although i had the last paragraph written for a while, this was a last minute addition, so im glad i left it in there🤭 and what you said about the chapter titles and the little poem-like intros makes my heart so happy, they're just kind of my way of trying to set the mood and create a specific type of atmosphere for each part of the story. sometimes the chapter name is the first thing i do, and sometimes i have such a hard time with it that i don’t even pick it until the very end (same with the quotes) but i always try to start out with a theme in mind and go from there. so it really warms my heart to know that they speak to you and add to your reading experience.🥹🥹

i can't thank you enough for your continuous support and love for the story🩵🩵 i’ve said it before and ill say it again, thank you for all of the motivation to keep me writing and exploring these characters. your enthusiasm and dedication mean EVERYTHING to me, and i am so grateful to have you with me on this little adventure. because i truly don’t know where this story would be without you.<33333 your asks and messages are such a highlight to my days. i genuinely look forward to reading them and responding to you as well, and im truly touched that you enjoy going back to read my responses, because to be honest i find myself doing the same thing quite often🤗💕 thank you for being an incredible part of this journey, and thank you for bringing so much joy and happiness to my heart. i can't wait to share more of this little story with you.🩵🩵🩵

 YOSIWJE I WANT TO SHOW OFF YOUR RESPONSES TO EVERYONE AND BE LIKE SEE THIS??? SEE HOW THIS AMAZING AND KIND WRITER ANSWERED ME?? SEE HOW SHE IS THE CREATOR OF OTDE????

YOU. ARE. SO. SWEET. MY HEART.😭😭😭 IF I WASNT EMOTIONAL BEFORE THEN I CERTAINLY AM NOW. THIS IS JUST ENOUGH TO BRING ME TO TEARS. 😭😭😭 AND THE RED MOODBOARD?!?! WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT ITS BRILLIANCE. you know that ominous/dark feeling you were talking about earlier??? well you PERFECTLY embodied that with this moodboard. and it is SO my style its ridiculous. a fuckin gmasterpiece omfg. im absolutely in lOVE with it. the red aesthetic is so captivating and haunting and it perfectly captures the emotions and atmosphere of otde. the mix of images and the overall vibe you created (with both moodboards) is too good, i can literally see the effort and thought you put into making them and choosing each and every picture<3 (even without the vans, it’s still absolutely incredible🥹) your moodboards have been SUCH a tremendous help in visualizing the world of otde for me that i would recommend everyone who stumbles across my story to take a look at them too<33 and when it comes to your own writing, even if your thoughts vanish at 9k writing is all about enjoying the process and expressing your creativity!!! so whether it's short stories or longer pieces, the most important thing is that YOU find joy in it<3 (but please do let me know if you ever decide to share your works, i would be thrilled to have the opportunity to read them and support you just like you have supported me🩵)

when it comes to our little parallel universes i’m so glad you like my ideas too🥹🥹 i have so much fun bouncing ideas off of each other like this, your ideas are pure genius and can promise you that if you ever did turn them into fics (no matter how long or short) i would read them over and over and over again too. ESPECIALLY one about 2019 worldtour racer felix. the way you described the relationship between the two of them in your ask has me on my knees like i will literally BEG someone to turn this into a fic😭😭 I WANT MORE😭😭😭 PLEASE. AND I LOVE HOW YOU DESCRIBED GINGER LIX TOO. WHY DOES TEENAGE DREAM FEEL LIKE IT WAS MADE FOR HIM.😭 i’ll always have such a soft spot for first loves. the type of love thats innocent but still just as deep and all-encompassing that it's hard not to get swept away by the emotions it evokes, even if they’re young. and the idea of childhood friends who have always been there for each other, who have always looked out for each other, is so heartwarming🥹 like maybe one night childhood best friend lix confesses his feelings for mc, and she looks back on the years they’ve grown up together and realizes he’s been the one constant in her life. maybe she’s had trouble at home or with school but felix has ALWAYS been there for her. that steady safe place. and he’s been proving his love this whole time, she was just too caught up in growing up to realize it until now.🥹🥹 so they become each other's firsts and lasts, experiencing life's highs and lows together through their unbreakable connection. UGH i can see why this idea is taking residence in your mind. and same with stoner lix (i may have a bit of a type, and this is IT). they haven’t known each other forever but they meet at a party (introduced by a friend, like you said) and the next time that same mutual friend wants to hang out, mc and lix are already hanging out and they’re like wait what??? how did I become the third wheel???😂😂 it’s also the perfect setting for adventures with a bit of reckless fun. which is what young love is all about right??? all of these tropes you’ve come up with are the kind of love stories that leave a lasting impact, and i’m so glad you shared them with me. its all such a testament to your creativity and i’m so excited to see where your imagination takes us next.🤭

the yarrow symbolism you've chosen is absolutely beautiful!!! as is making it a tattoo, a permanent mark of their bond, reminding them of the moments they've shared and the love that's blossomed between them even when they’re apart🥹 I CANT GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD. and i’ll definitely have to check out the orchestral version of half of my heart because i didnt even know there was one!! its incredible how the right music has the power to evoke feelings and set the mood you know???

and there's absolutely no need to apologize for the length of your ask, your words bring me so much joy and happiness, and i truly cherish every message you send.🩵 im over the moon to know that you loved the chapter and that it had such an impact on you and i can't thank you enough for being such a wonderful and dedicated reader and friend. your kindness, understanding, and patience (with waiting for my responses and my slowwwwwww writing🥹🥹) are so very appreciated, sometimes life gets a little hectic but just know im always here💕 and im beyond grateful for your support for my little blog. you have claimed a very very special place in my heart, and im sending all my love and best wishes your way. take care of yourself, stay safe, and have the most wonderful rest of your week/weekend. i love you so so SO very much, and thank you again for EVERYTHING<333 until we talk again, sending lots of love and virtual hugs to youuu🤗🩵🩵🩵