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lou-struck · 10 months

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A Simple Gift

Lucifer x reader

Prompt:💍 + Dinner

~ Your dinner date with Lucifer keeps getting interrupted by the entire House of Lamination

WC: 2.6k

~This is one of the requested prompts for My Emoticon Expression’s Event; check out the Masterlist on my welcome page.

The flickering candlelight from your table’s centerpiece seems dull in comparison to Lucifer’s crimson gaze from across the table. Despite sitting at one of the finest dining establishments in Hell, the smell that wafts out the double doors of Ristorante Six’s kitchen is nothing short of heavenly.

“Everything smells amazing, Lucifer,” you beam at the demon across the table from you; for the first time in weeks, he looks genuinely relaxed, even with his perfect posture against the plush backing of his polished dining chair. Although the two of you have just been seated, you feel the stress that had been clinging to him dissipating. He looks so relaxed and elated just to spend these next few hours and maybe the night with you.

“It certainly is enticing,” he agrees, reading the menu. If he has noticed that there are no prices listed on the parchment, he doesn’t seem phased at all. “Get whatever you would like tonight Mc; I think we both deserve to treat ourselves a bit.”

You blink up at him, a bit surprised, “Are you sure this place is a bit fancier than where we usually go?” Normally when the two of you go out, you try and pick out some of the less expensive items on the menu so as to not be a burden to him or his wallet. Had he picked up on this little habit of yours?

He reaches across the table and takes the menu away from you, “Perhaps I should just order for the both of us; I believe I have sufficient knowledge of your preferences by now.”

You laugh as he slides your menu on top of his. “Alright, but if I don’t like it, it’s your fault, Lucifer.” “That won’t be a problem,” he replies confidently as the waiter comes to your table. He points and says a few things to the demon before sending him off. He sure is as stubborn as ever, but that is to be expected from the Avatar of Pride.

“I’ll trust you this time,” you giggle, reaching across the table and placing your hands on top of his; he has been flustering you all evening with little lingering touches, so it is only fair to return the favor. “But you should let me choose what we want off of the dessert menu.”

“You’ve got a deal,” he smiles, looking at you warmly. Suddenly the vein in his forehead bulges, and his gaze looks something akin to anger as he stares beyond you.

Curiously you turn around and realize what has him looking so upset. A host with wobbly legs, a deep blush on his face, his once glass-colored eyes are tinted a glowing sunset of colors as he leads a party of six to the large booth directly behind your little table for two. The party is none other than the rest of the House of Lamination.

“I told them not to interfere,” Lucifer grumbles as a waiter brings the two of you an ice bucket with a beautiful blown glass bottle of specialty demonus and a steaming bread basket. “I hope they don’t cause a ruckus.”

You happily take a bun and plop one onto each of your little bread plates. “Don’t worry about them; let’s just enjoy our time together.”

He turns his attention back to you, “You’re right, Mc. I’ll do my best to give you nothing less than my full attention.” he says, giving you a fond smile, “actually, there was something I wanted to~.”

Whatever he was trying to say is interrupted by Mammon, the Avatar of greed saunters up to your table and flashes you a brilliant smile.

“Hey there, you two; Who’da thought we would run into you here of all places?” he grins, slinging an arm over his older brother’s shoulder.

“Maybe because I told you I had a reservation earlier,” Lucifer replies dryly, lifting Mammon’s arm and dropping it from his shoulder in annoyance. “And did not want to be disturbed.”

The threat in his tone makes Mammon take a step back, but he still does not leave the table. “Uhhhh,” he runs his hand through his hair as if he is trying to think of an excuse to stay at your table longer. “Actually, since you’re here, could you spot me some Grimm for the bill?”

“No,” Lucifer responds coldly, “The last time I checked, there were five others at your table, and you haven’t even ordered yet. Shall I tell the restaurant you are not planning on paying?”

The white-haired demon looks alarmed and raises his hands in the air innocently. “No, you don’t need to do that,” he says, panicked. “I guess I’ll go then.”

“That was strange,” you say, watching Mammon sulk back to the table in defeat. A heartbroken expression on his face as he looks back at you desperately.

“Ignore him,” Lucifer says, pouring you a glass of chilled demonus; it fizzes on the surface. “Let’s just enjoy this time together.”

You nod and give him a soft smile and clink your glasses together in cheers. The citrus flavor dances on your tongue like liquid pop rocks as you take a sip.

The amazed expression on your face causes Lucifer to laugh softly. “Do you like this variety of Demonus? I can order another bottle for us to bring home if you do.”

“I like the fizz,” you chuckle. “Do you like it?”

“It’s pleasing; this variety of sparkling demonus pairs well with most cuisines.” he adds, “Our next course should be arriving soon.

“What is it?” you ask curiously, with Lucifer taking the liberty of ordering for the both of you, you can hardly contain your excitement at the thought of a mystery meal.

“You’ll just have to see.” he hums. “Although, you do look adorable when you are curious.”

There he goes again, showing off his ability to fluster you with a few words and a bit of attention.

You feel your face heat up as you take another long sip from your flute of demonus.

What you don’t notice is the timid approach of Levi; the purple-haired Otaku only makes it a few more steps before Lucifer gives him a look of pure irritation but has him scampering back to a seat before you even acknowledge him. Whatever quest he was on was quickly abandoned.

To you, Lucifer’s satisfied smile comes from your waiter sliding your first course in front of you.

“Does it look appetizing?” he asks, drizzling what looks to be a type of balsamic on top of his salad.

“It does; I’m glad you picked it because I have no idea what this is,” you admit taking a hesitant bite. The freshness of the vegetables is paired with a light savoriness you cannot place. But it’s delicious.

“Perhaps next time we go to the human world, you can do the same for me?”

You nod eagerly as you chew your food and swallow. “That sounds great; I can even pay.”

“You, my dear, are not paying a dime.” he jokingly scolds. “I prefer to treat you, no matter what world we end up in.”

“You spoil me,” you giggle, topping off his glass of demonus.

“Oh, Darling~” he murmurs, looking deep into your eyes, “I haven’t even started yet.”

Your heart rate flutters out of control as he effortlessly seduces you. If he didn’t stop your shaking hand, you would’ve spilled the bottle on Demonus all over the table.

The moment is only interrupted by an unfamiliar presence coming up to your table.

“Sir, I am so sorry to interrupt, but I believe your vehicle is getting towed from the parking lot. You may need to go out and check on that.” a terrified-looking waiter says meekly, his bird-like legs trembling as he takes a quick look back at the booth. The smug smile on Satan’s face tells you all you need to know; he is the one who organizes this little distraction.

Lucifer clears his throat and looks up at the waiter, “That is serious indeed, but I did pay for valet service tonight. So you can tell my brother that if anything happens to my car. He will be responsible for the damages.”

“R-right, my mistake Sir.” the waiter stutters, scurrying back to the booth and whispering something to Satan. Even from across the room, you can tell his eyes are blazing with frustration.

“What is up with them tonight?” you ask your date curiously. “They seem more on edge than normal.”

His jaw clenches as he tries to keep his composure, staring daggers across the room at Satan. If he hadn’t paid for the service, he might have fallen for the Avatar of Wrath’s distraction.

But why are they trying so hard?

You barely have time to process your next course being placed in front of you before you are greeted by another one of the brothers. This time Asmodeus approaches the table fluttering his lashes innocently in your direction.

“Well, don’t you look amazing, Hon,” he gushes, wrapping his arms around you, sighing dramatically. “I need your help. Can you come with me to the bathroom and help me fix my makeup?”

“Why me?” you ask, looking at his flawlessly applied eye makeup.

“You are the only one who can do it the right way,” he whines, giving you the most pleading expression he can. Trying you coax you out of your seat.

“Asmo, you look fine,” Lucifer interjects. “Did you really have to charm the restaurant staff to get sat right next to us?”

Asmo’s cheeks look guiltily flushed as he crosses his arms in a pout. “I don’t know what you are talking about, Lucifer.”

“Yes, you do; now go sit down.” Lucifer scolds. Asmo’s resolve weakens, and he leaves, sending you a heartbroken look as he passes you. He looks like he is going to cry, but he bites his lip and keeps moving.

You look back at Lucifer, who only looks dejected. “Please don’t worry about him; he’s fine, I assure you.” he frowns.

“Are you doing alright?” you ask, “I know you didn’t want any stress tonight, but I’m sure they mean well.”

He sighs and looks at you thankfully. “You always know how to put a positive spin on these things, Mc. It’s one of the many things I love about you. But you’re right; we should just focus on ourselves tonight. “Carefully, he cuts into his dish, and you do the same.

As your knife cuts through the tender roast, wisps of rosemary-scented steam rise from the center. You don’t ask what it is because you wouldn’t understand even if he told you. All you know is that it looks delicious, and it most likely tastes delicious.

“Hi Mc,” a soft voice says next to you. Turning your head, you see the familiar ginger hair for Beel next to you. He eyes your plate and wipes a bit of drool away from the corner of his mouth. “Can I please try some of your food? We haven’t gotten our order taken yet, and yours looks so good.”

He’s too cute, you look at Lucifer, and he is having trouble saying no to his younger brother as well. “Of course you can, Beel.” you cut off a portion for him to take, and he eats it up as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. Curiously you take a bite as well and are blown away by the flavor.

Just as he is about to ask for another bite, Lucifer interrupts him. “Hey, Beel, if you give us a bit of alone time, you can have the rest of this bread basket.” The Avatar of Pride holds out the practically full basket, and Beel can’t resist. He takes the basket quickly, forgetting that he was at your table for a specific reason.

“Works every time.” Lucifer smiles smugly as the gentle giant leaves the two of you in peace.

But it’s not for long; Belpheghor finally stands up from his spot at the booth. He walks quickly over to your table and stares at Lucifer angrily before shouting, “How dare you try and take Mc for yourself, Lucifer?”

“What do you mean?” Lucifer asks. The tension between the two is so high you wonder if they will have a shouting match right in the middle of the restaurant.

“This,” he yells, reaching into the eldest pocket and pulling out a small velvet box. The vein on Lucifer’s forehead grows in irritation, but he can’t say anything. Before Belphie’s next outburst. “You’re trying to propose to them,”

‘Propose?’ The word echoes through your head as you are rendered speechless. You are shocked, beyond shocked, and so is the rest of the restaurant. The room falls silent as hundreds of eyes flicker from you to Lucifer, and the rest of the brothers, who are now approaching your little table, no doubt feeding on the drama that is unfolding in front of them.

“Is that true, Lucifer?” you ask softly. You are so embarrassed you cannot bring yourself to look at anything other than the crumbs on the floor.

He gets up and walks around the table, crouches in front of you gently so as to not overwhelm you. “Mc,” he says softly, his eyes full of affection as he looks at you. “As much as I love you, this is simply a gift,” he says, opening the box. Inside is a breathtakingly beautiful ring. A deep red Garnet stands out against a black-gold band.

“It’s beautiful, you breathe as he gently takes your right hand and slips it onto your ring finger. His pupils dilate at the sight of how perfect the ring looks on you.

“I found it while I was out running errands and wanted to gift it to you as a promise ring, just as couples do in the human world.” He turns his attention to his brothers. And gives them a menacing look.

“Wait, so yer not poppin’ the question?” Mammon asks, peeking over Belphie’s shoulder curiously.

“Of course not, you idiot,” Lucifer sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation. “Did you really choose to interrupt my first free evening in weeks because you believed that I was secretly planning on proposing to Mc?”

Instantly the other brothers turn to look at the demon responsible, Mammon

“What are ya lookin’ at me for? It’s not as if I was looking for Goldie in Lucifer’s room and found the ring in the bottom drawer where he hides things.”

Satan smacks him hard upside the head “You idiot, you got us all worried for nothing.”

“B-but Asmo said that rings were for proposals.” he stammers trying to defend himself with little success.

The younger brothers start arguing amongst each other, trying to figure out who is the most to blame, giving the crowd both dinner and a show. None of the staff know what to do as they are too enthralled by the drama.

Lucifer takes advantage of the chaos and wraps and places his hand on the small of your back. He quickly signs the check and sneakily guides you away from the others. “Shouldn’t we go back and get them to stop?” you giggle once you make it safely outside.

“Normally I would, but when I said I wanted tonight to be all about us, I meant it.” he smiles gently, toying with the ring on your finger.

You both know you won’t be taking it off anytime soon.

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Tagging: @enchantedforest-network

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yuikomorii · 3 months

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I like Yui as MC but sometimes she confuses me so much. Like, she’s so obsessed with Ayato all the time but when they start dating, she always underestimates him and empathizes more with others then with him when it’s his routes.

// To be fair, tell me a character who DOESN’T underestimate Ayato. xD

I think that’s part of his charm though. He seems dumb and careless, but he’s actually full of surprises. For example, in YB, Shu said something like: “Yeah, I used that guy as bait because he’s too dumb to find information so as to help us find the fig”, but then Ayato proceeds to find the fig by himself and not only once, but TWICE. Or, in LP, when Ayato started decorating crepes and Yui was like: “Oh no, they won’t like this!”, yet a bunch of people started asking for his creation. I also liked the scene, in which Ruki spent time trying to solve something, but Ayato gave the correct answer before him; and so on.

Credit to: @/dialovers-translations

It’s natural for players to feel bad for him in the game, but the characters don’t expect him to be capable of many things. That’s why it’s really funny seeing him succeed and leaving everyone speechless.

I wouldn't say Yui empathizes more with other guys than with Ayato when it comes to his routes, but she occasionally takes him for granted because of familiarity or fails to notice certain aspects about him. Nonetheless, in CL, she may not have defended Ayato when others made him feel bad, but she did realize her mistake when he began speaking negatively about himself. That is why she started to stand up for him and cheer him up.

Credit to: @/kyouxa

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derekbaxterandcove · 3 months

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It Was Only A Kiss

This little fic was HEAVILY inspired by that post discussing whether or not MC would be Derek's first kiss. (I can't find the post, but will reblog it again when I do!)

MC gets a late night call from a very apologetic Derek, who thinks he's made the worst mistake of his life, kiss someone else.

You can read it on Ao3 too!

I woke to the sound of the phone ringing. I propped myself up on my elbow, pawing at my bedside table in the dark. I finally grabbed it, the light blinding me as I turned it around. Derek’s picture flashed on the screen and I squinted. It was well past 2 in the morning.

I answered the call in a panic. Derek never called in the middle of the night. Or-typically- without asking. He was too polite to call out of the blue, even when I insisted he could.

“Derek?” I asked. I sounded as groggy and disoriented as I felt.

“I’m so sorry,” he said immediately.

I sat up in bed, a shot of fear tearing through me. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t thinking. It didn’t mean anything!”

I rubbed my eyes. Did Derek sound weird or was I just still half asleep?

“What didn’t mean anything Derek? Are you okay?”

“No, I’m not okay!” He said it so dramatically I pulled the phone from my ear. I rubbed my hand over my face in confusion. This didn’t sound like the level-headed, easy-going Derek I had known for years. Was he...drunk?

“Hey, are you...have you been drinking?” I asked lightly. We were in our third year of college, well into the time it was expected you would drink, but as far as I had known, Derek wasn’t usually the type. He always had class, or early morning practices to worry about. ‘Letting lose’ wasn’t in his vocabulary.

The line went very quiet. He had.

“Hey, what’s going on?” I asked quieter, he had something on his mind, enough to call at 2 in the morning, and I wanted to hear him out.

“I just...I made a mistake.”

“What kind of mistake?”

“Like, the worst one I’ve ever made.”

I tried to quell the growing panic in my chest. Drunk people exaggerated.

“What exactly happened?”

“Well, Josh-” One of his soccer teammates, I remembered, “Josh invited me to this end of the semester party, and I don’t have class in the morning,” he cut off.

“So you went to the party,” I prompted.

“I went to the party and this girl started talking to me, and she was really nice! She was nice and funny, and she’s on the girl’s soccer team.”

My heart-the one that had been crushing on Derek since we were 13-began to fall.

“And all of a sudden, I didn’t realize how close she had gotten, and I looked down, and then she was right there, with her arm around me. And I didn’t move, cause I- well I didn’t move, and then she kissed me.”

“Oh.”

“I’m so sorry,” he said again, and I tried to reign in the weird crushing sensation I was feeling. Derek and I had never made any promises. Well, that wasn’t true. We had made the marriage pact the summer we were 13. But besides that, we had never even confessed feelings for the other. I had no claim on him.

Derek didn’t owe me anything. But I was having a hard time convincing myself of that.

“You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Then why do I feel like I did?”

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to stop tears from brimming at the edge of my eyes. Hadn’t I kissed plenty of people? Dated my fair share? What a hypocrite I was to be feeling this way.

“Because you’ve had too much to drink. You’ll feel better in the morning.”

“Are you sure?” He asked, but I could already tell he sounded relived.

“Course I’m sure.”

The line went quiet for a minute and I built up the nerve to ask the question I really didn’t want the answer to, “Do you like her?”

He was quiet for such a long time I thought he had fallen asleep, but then, “I’m not sure.”

“Okay,” I said. My voice sounded distant and strange. I had to end the call before he saw right through me, “I’m going back to sleep. Goodnight, Derek.”

I hung up before he could answer.

#derek suarez #olba #our life #our life beginnings and always

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luminous-letters · 2 years

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Could i request a rivalry between jack and sebek having the same crush??

why must the fates test me so cruelly 😭 it's quite ironic that i don't have much to add about this, but i'll do my best 😭

the both of them courting...oh my god i can imagine it 😭 (they would be bad at it, two of the most 'tsundere' of the cast) honestly, it would probably look like a pair of snails at a triathlon.

note: sorry so much anon for taking this long to answer, i had connection problems 😭

Jack has a lot of knowledge about courting.

Wolves are a social species, and that trait passed on to their beastmen relatives.

His parents and grandparents are very touchy and sweet with each other.

And pet names come as common as they breathe.

Experience with courting however....is something he lacks.

At first, the idea of someone else liking you ticked him off. But he was slightly relieved that it was Sebek he was facing against.

Sebek may be loud and arrogant and gullible, but he plays fair.

And that, he can respect.

It wasn't until Ace told him to 'grow some balls' that he actually made a move.

9:45 p.m. at Savanaclaw's boneyard, was what he decided was a good time and place.

And it wouldn't affect Sebek's schedule.

How could he forget if he was constantly bombarded with texts and voicemails.

You arrived late, he doesn't mind, you looked like you enjoyed your dinner with Sebek.

But he's sure that what he has in store was worlds better.

Tonight, you're going to run with the wolves, or just wolf.

Through the boneyard, across the savannah ridges, to a hidden waterfall at the edge of the dorm. And then he'll ask, "Can you feel the love tonight?"

Sebek knows just as much about romance as the novels he's read. (unfortunately, only about two had romance in them)

To his dismay, he had to consult his father for advice. Since his mother didn't have the best love advice.

He shuddered at the thought of kidnapping them.

He would've sought help from Octavinelle, if it weren't for Silver's disapproval.

When he learned Jack was his rival he couldn't help but feel...honored.

Jack was one of the few of his peers that he can get along with. Although, his remarks would be a bit blunt.

Jack is his brother in morals and values!

It's no surprise that Lilia was had the best advice. As expected from someone as great as him.

'Keep it simple but worth looking forward to.' was Lilia's exact words.

And what's a better place than the botanical garden! Thank Lilia once again for vacating the venue.

As human as Silver was, he helped with the date greatly, he'd have to thank him later.

6:27 p.m. at the Botanical Garden. He was wearing a white and green suit and tie.

A candlelit dinner was what he planned.

A serving of 'Starry Night Spaghetti', as Lilia calls it. And a slightly off-key serenade from a few of his peers, he didn't understand much of it, but he could make out the words 'bella notte'.

EXTRA

"What are you doing here?" Jack asked, staring at the half-fae that was standing at his doorstep.

"I've come to formally challenge you. To announce a rivalry!" Sebek proudly said, gaining the attention of the other Savanaclaw students.

Jack pulled the freshman inside, quickly closing the door to keep the loudmouth out of his housemates' earshot, "Keep it down, will you?"

"And challenge me? To what?"

"Jack...we are brothers by principle and belief, but...for MC'S heart, we are rivals..." Sebek dramatically replied, clenching his fist to his heart.

Jack looked at him incredulously. "Did you read that new fantasy novel? Is that why you're talking like...this?"

"Yes I did— but that's not the point!"

"You are one of the few who've earned my respect. That is why," Sebek continued his amateur theatrics, "That is why, as much as it pains me, I wish to tell you that I too yearn for MC's love."

"..."

"Well?"

"Can't you just speak normally? I can't understand crack about what you're saying," Jack deadpanned.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #jack howl #gn!mc #twst fanfic #gender neutral reader #twst oneshot #twst drabble #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst scenarios #sebek zigvolt #fluff #sebek zigvolt x reader #jack howl x reader #answered ask #writing #my writing

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aneverydaysimp · 2 months

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Hear me out. This could work with either Satan (Obey me) or Lucifer (obey me). But I think Lucifer since he's so prideful

So like University Au type thing where both Lucifer and MC are book-smart and tries to kill each other just so they could reach number one. Oh the jealousy they hold for each other that they'll never admit. The troubles they put each other through just so the other can tumble.

But lucifer thinks he's a genius with coming up with thr idea of dating her just to distract her. Obviously it doesn't work after a while because he ended up falling for her.❤️HEHE

Oh, the fake dating turned real trope. Ohhh, gotta love it! >:)) I hope it's alright I wrote this out as headcanons, because that's the way I interpreted this idea. My apologies if you preferred a one-shot! Perhaps if it gets popular enough and I have enough inspiration, I'll make a mini fanfic out of it, continuing where I left off~!

Apologies if this is a little ooc for our prideful boy! It's been a long time since I've written anything for him <33 hope you enjoy!

pairing: Lucifer x prideful!MC

pronouns for MC used as you/your, "MC" used as name

tw: mentions of a broken bone, obvious manipulation to a sense, but it's very mild, reader is implied to be shorter than Lucifer, but that's expected considering he's tall af, not proofread cause I'm busy :))

Lucifer's Distraction

You two despise each other wholeheartedly. Everyone knows it from the freshmen to the professors to the birds relaxing by the window. Of course, nobody understand the hatred between you two like, well, you two.

Of course, neither of you would never admit it outloud... or well, even to yourselves. No, no, you both just had academic differences, that's all! Nothing more, nothing less (denial ain't just a river in Egypt)

Everytime Lucifer thought he was there on top, doing the best on an exam or project, you were right there to remind him that he wasn't truly the best, and vis versa.

Finally, you both had had enough. What started as little, annoying pranks to make each other late for class quickly escalated to so much more. At one point, you had even broken a bone from one of his little schemes that included moving a wet floor sign and you slipping. Maybe he went a little fair with that one, but he wasn't sorry. Still, you got back up. Seems Lucifer would have to step up his game. And that's he did.

One night, he laid tossing and turning in bed, unable to rest easy, you there, plauging his mind. Your annoying voice piping up before his, your handwriting on your projects that always seemed to out do his-- ugh, it was beyond annoying. What could he do to get rid of you once and for all? Something to finally top you? Something that would finally make you just drop your--

And then it hit him. Just like that, at the snap of his fingers. What if he seduced you? Know thy enemy, and all that. He almost shot up right then and there. It was wrong, so very wrong, he knew that. But it was too good to pass up.

And so, the next day, after school, some studying for an upcoming exam, and a quick chat on the phone with Asmodeus, here he was, outside of your dorm, late at night, red roses in hand, with a little apology note-- which he meant nothing that it said-- attached to it. He gave the door a light knock, quickly sitting down the flowers and the note before scurrying off, trying to get around the corner before you walked out, if you did. It was late, so he wouldn't be shocked if you were asleep.

Well, as luck would have it, you decided to order a pizza a half hour earlier, and your delivery turns out to have arrived around the same time as Lucifer tried to turn the corner, and well... he crashed into your delivery man, ruining your pizza and his nice new, white shirt with pizza sauce. Karma's a bitch, ain't it?

And you? You opened your door just in time to witness the entire thing. Man, were you confused. Your rival and pizza man bumping into each other. Huh. You were confused, definitely, but more so disappointed your pizza was ruined. Though it did make you grin to see the disgusted look on Lucifer's face as the pizza sauce stained his shirt as the delivery man apoglized profusely.

Only then did you notice the roses and the note. Obviously, you weren't quite as focused on them at the moment, considering your dinner had just been ruined by your totally-not-rival. Hesitantly, you called out to the raventte, catching his attention. "You alright?"

"No." He replied stiffly, sending a glare towards the poor pizza man, who began to apologize to you, mentioning something along the lines of a free pizza next time you ordered. You were hopeful about that, thinking you could just order another, possibly get some extra toppings you like and all that... and then he said their kitchens were closed for the night. You were the last order. Shit. So now your dinner was ruined, you had an empty stomach, and you had loads of studying to do. And on top of that, your rival is standing right here, likely revelling in your misery.

Wrong. He saw this as an opportunity. Sure, his shirt was ruined, but he could easily buy another, just like he was going to buy you dinner tonight.

After the pizza man had been dismissed, and it was just the two of you standing there (awkwardly), you both began to speak at the same time.

"Would you--?" "Would you--?" Pause. "...You go first." He hummed after a moment, arms crossed over his chest. "...Right." You sigh, already regretting speaking in the first place. "Would you like to borrow a shirt? A friend left a shirt here the other night. May fit you." It definitely wouldn't, at least not very well, but considering it was your pizza that ruined his shirt, you felt inclined to at least ask so he didn't have to walk back to his own dorm covered in pizza sauce. You'd just buy your friend a new shirt. He definitely wouldn't mind.

"I'd... actually appreciate that. Thank you." He moved to pick up the roses he had gotten for you. "May I come in? I guess I can give you these first hand now." Your eyes widened. Oh. So it was him who'd gotten them and not some crazy coincidence. They were... pretty, you'd give him that.

You don't say anything, moving to the side to allow him in. You mumble something along the lines of finding that shirt for him before walking towards your dresser, looking for it. "You wanted to ask me something, too."

He hums. "Yes, I did. Considering I messed up your dinner plans, would you like me to make up for it?" You shot around to look at him, a suspicious look in your eyes.

"Plan to break my wrist again?" "...That was an accident." He replies hesitantly. "Sure." You scoff, turning back to the dresser. "What do you think the roses are for? They're an apology." Okay, you had no response to that. "...Fine." You hesitantly agree to his previous question, knowing you needed to eat so you could focus on studying. You can practically feel his eyes in the back of your head, that annoying smirk on his face. "Dick..." You mumble beneath your breath. "What was that?" "...Nothing!"

You turn around to throw the shirt at him, which he skillfully catches. "Thank you." He hums, sitting it aside, moving to undo the buttons of his shirt. You, flushed red by how outwardly he started to do so, quickly spin around, covering your face. Andddd you feel that smirk again. Fucking annoying.

After he's changed, the two of you head out. This late at night, there's only a few restaurants opened. You two head to a local diner, ordering some food. You were a little weird about this all, you had to admit, suspicious as to why he's suddenly being so... well, nice.

You two didn't talk at all aside from ordering, and you stubbornly fighting with him about paying. Unfortunately, he was more stubborn, insisting he payed. You finally huffed, saying something along the lines of "your money, not mine" before going quiet, beginning to eat your food. You didn't say a damn thing to him, or even look at him. But, oh, he was looking at you. His eyes never moved. It was awkward-- no, intimidating as hell.

"Do you mind?" You finally scoffed, eyes meeting his charcoal ones for a brief moment, quickly looking away. "I don't. You're actually not that sore on the eyes." He backhandedly comments to you, earning another scoff. "Is that all you're good for? Scoffs?" He scoffs himself, taking a bite of his own food. Oh, you can feel your eye twitching in annoyance.

However, you take a deep breath, relaxing yourself. "No..." You reply calmly. "Hm." He simply hums, which you copy, earning a raised eyebrow from him. His eyes, however, finally fell from you to your plate, emptied in a matter of minutes. It reminds him of Beel, how quickly you ate that, and he smiles briefly.

"What?" You asked, confused by the small change in attitude. "Oh, nothing." He replies, and it's your turn to raise an eyebrow. He sighs, seeing that look. "How quickly you ate. It reminds me a bit of one of my brothers." He shrugs. "Are you still hungry?" Hesitantly, you nod. "Well, go ahead. Order more." He doesn't seem bothered. "Since you're offering..." You mumble, asking the server for another menu, deciding to get something different.

After that, things feel less tense. As you're waiting for your next plate of food, the two of you slowly began to talk a little. Nothing more than idle conversation, something to make things less awkward. And it was just that, less awkward. Surprisingly, the two of you had more in common than your prideful attitudes, and that quickly sparked another conversation, even as you acquired your food. You asked about his brother-- which turned out to be brothers-- and he began to speak of each of them.

It was strange, seeing how different he was when he spoke of each of them. Though he seemed to carry an easily annoyed older brother tone and expression as he discussed them, you could see pride-- a different pride than he usually carried-- behind his eyes as he spoke.

"Do you have any sisters?" You suddenly asked curiously, and his expression seemed to fall in that moment, sorrow flashing through his eyes momentarily. "Yes." He replied quietly and plainly, moving right on the with the subject, proceeding to ask you of your family instead. You didn't push the subject. You two may despise each other-- again, you wouldn't admit as to why-- but you knew when to drop something. You still did have some form of basic respect after all.

Eventually, this time came to an end, and your stomach was full, and you were happy, ready to spend some time studying. You wished you could've been studying as you ate-- hence why you ordered the pizza-- but you actually... nevermind.

After he'd walked you home, you thanked Lucifer, and he thanked you as well, promising to return the shirt. You bid each other goodnight, and then you closed the door. For you, it was a nice night. For him, it was a good first step in his plan.

Over the next week, the two of you continued your usual antics, working up ideas to make each other late to class. However, you noticed Lucifer's seemed rather... well, lackluster, to put it simply. You'd give the man this, when he wanted to, he could usually come up with something good that would easily make you late. As of recent, though, they just seemed... lazy. Hell, you two were even chatting in class some, copying each other's notes-- well, you more so than him. As much as you hated to admit it, you got a little worried, and almost missed his rather cruel distractions.

Little to your knowledge, this was part of his plan. Well, him being easier on you. Not you showing up to his door one night.

When he opened the door and saw you there, he could only offer a confused look at your concerned one. "Yes?" He asked, hair wet and matted to his forehead, his shirt only half buttoned up. It was enough to make your face go red, quickly tearing your eyes from his partially exposed chest.

You completely forgot what you were going to say. Brain.EXE has stopped working.

"MC." He hums, catching your attention again. "Uh... I was just checking on you." You blurted out, accidentally being more forward than you wanted. His eyes widened slightly. "Oh. Why is that?" "No reason." Now it was his turn to scoff. "No reason? You're saying you walked halfway across campus for no reason?" "...Yes."

There's a silence between the two of you. It's awkward. Really awkward. "So, uh... you look like you're getting ready for something." You finally speak, noticing the nice shirt. "No." He replies bluntly, your smile falling. "Oh..." You look down, feeling embarrassed. You hear a low chuckle from him, looking back up, eyebrows furrowed upon noticing the amused look on his face. This fucking liar... "You're such a dick." You scoff. "A dick you walked halfway across campus for." Your face burns red again, and you turn to leave, but he stops you, grabbing your wrist and turning you back towards him.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, just looking down at you, flush against his chest. "...Yes?" You finally ask, swallowing thickly. "Would you like to accompany me tonight?" He asked, calm as could be. You're quiet for a minute, just looking at him. "Where are you going?" He shrugs. "Dinner."

And so, you go to dinner. Thankfully, you'd been wearing something decent enough to go to the place he had selected. On the drive there, he tells you his brothers are going to be there. Apparently they have this meet up sort of deal every few months or so, considering they all don't have time to meet up together very often, all of them spread out different places.

Lucifer, of course, was at college, was heir to their estate, and an assistant to a CEO by the name of Diavolo. Mammon and Asmodeus were both away on modeling tours a lot. Leviathan was a famous gamer and voice actor who traveled to conventions a lot to meet fans. Satan was traveling the world and writing a book about all sorts of different cats, Beelzebub was a famous chef and owned a couple restaurant chains, traveling often to keep an eye on them, and Belphie often traveled with him.

You had to admit, you felt a little out of place at dinner, and for a bit there, the brothers definitely seemed a little confused. One asked if you were Lucifer's lover-- *cough* Asmo *cough*-- and when you were confirmed not to, immediately tried to ask you out.

Of course, Lucifer shut that notion down quick. A little too quick for you not to notice.

Aside from that little stunt from the fifth born, things were rather relaxed. Everyone just talked, and relaxed, and soon enough, you fit right in.

During dinner, when everyone was quieter and eating, you noticed Lucifer staring at you. He appeared perplexed. However, the second you noticed he looked away.

To you, you simply shrugged it off. To him... his nice, simple plan started to fall apart. Distract you. Distract you... no, you were distracting him. And strangely enough, he didn't mind.

Once dinner was over, you said goodbye to the brothers, and he took you back to the dorm, just like last week. He bid you farewell just like last time, and turned to leave, but it was your turn to stop him this time. "Yes--?" He began to speak, but was cut off as he felt your lips press to his cheek.

"Goodnight, Lucifer. I'll see you tomorrow, hopefully." You said with a gentle smile before closing the door, a soft blush on your face.

Lucifer could only stand there, staring at the door for a minute. Eventually, he brought his hand to his face, pressing it against where you kissed him. It was confirmed. His nice, simple plan had fallen apart. You were his distraction now.

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The Wager

Mayans MC Masterlist

Based on this post by @darklydeliciousdesires

Contains: Fluff, consent and negotiation, smut (oral sex, F receiving, fingering, P in V, MFM threesome, aftercare.)

5.8K words

Angel and Manny have a bet, you get to be the one decide who wins.

"You eat ice cream like a child, look at your face Angel." You took your serviette and wiped his face, "and you, I expected better for you Emmanuel."

Manny shook his head, "what, ice cream is good, if you don't get your face all wet, you haven't done a good enough job."

Angel chuckled, "he's right you know, messy is best."

You shook your head, "and now we're not talking about ice cream, I can't take either of you anywhere." The three of you had been back and forth like this for weeks, sometimes, it felt like friendly ribbing, other times, it felt like an invitation.

"Are we wrong?" The smugness in Manny's voice was painful.

"I bet you say that to all the girls and when it comes to it you're whining after five minutes."

They looked at each other, "you wanna see for yourself corazón?"

You glared at Angel, "no, I do not, now finish your ice cream."

****

"Where's y/n?" Manny looked around the room, expecting to see you at the bar nursing a beer.

"On a date, she said he seems nice." Angel didn't sound impressed, "we still have a score to settle man."

Manny huffed, "no, we don't. I'm pretty sure the noise from my dorm last night made it clear that I'm the better man."

Angel shook his head, "bullshit, she's been into you since you arrived, how do you know she wasn't faking."

Manny chuckled, "oh, trust me, she wasn't faking." Something from the corner of his eye pulled his attention away, "looks like the date went south."

Angel took in your pissed off expression as you walked over to the bar and took a beer off one of the girls, "yeah, it looks that way." He waved you over and you headed towards them, plonking yourself on the chair with a huff.

"How did it go?" Manny's tone was friendly.

You sighed, "it was shit, I'm never going on another date again."

"Oh no, what happened?" Angel was the one being smug this time.

"We ordered, the conversation went to the bill, one thing led to another and he went on and on about how he doesn't go down because only weak and submissive men do that. I never even brought up sex."

Manny huffed, "bullshit, I mean.."

You cut him off, "I don't want to hear it dude, just let me wallow in my misery for the night."

Manny raised his hands with a slight smile, "alright, I'm not going to say a thing." You wished you could believe him, but how he and Angel looked at each other made you think differently.

****

They approached you the next day when you can by the metal yard to drop something off, the way they were acting had you very suspicious, "what? What the fuck do to two of you have planned?"

Angel smiled, "we have a.." He thought for a minute, "a small rivalry between and we think we could settle it."

"Yeah, and it would also solve your man problem." Manny had his head tilted at that angle that showed off his perfect face and it was making you kinda mad.

You exhaled, "let's hear it, you won't shut up otherwise."

Manny smiled, "we have a bet going on who's better in bed and we can't find a winner, you can't find a winner full stop, I suggest we help each other."

You crossed your arms over your chest, "and how will that work, if you need me to settle a bet then we need rules and it needs to be fair."

Angel smiled, "you get comfortable and we handle the rest."

You shook your head, "no, because whoever loses will blame it on which turn they had, or the other guy sabotaging it."

They looked at each other, still determined, "fine, then we take turns on different days." Manny seemed so sure of himself.

"Then the loser will accuse the winner of cheating." You were half hoping one of them would come up with a solution.

"That's an easy fix, the other guy watches." Angel said it like he was talking about baking a cake, and you were sure now that they had planned every single detail.

"No, as much as I think it would be fun, I don't want things to turn bad between any of us. I like you guys, you're my friends, and I don't want to ruin our friendship or worse, drive a wedge between you two. So no, you're going to have to find someone else to settle your bet."

You went to walk away but Manny stopped you, "we had a feeling you'd say that but we've already talked about it and agreed that if shit gets weird, we'll stop. We want to do it for you and we promise, it won't have any impact on our friendship."

You sighed, "my place, how does Saturday sound?"

Angel smiled so wide his face must have hurt, "Saturday's great, we'll bring the food."

You blinked, "wow, you're going to feed me too, I am one lucky woman."

Manny leaned in close, his lips brushing your ear, "oh, we're going to do more than feed you."

****

"Shoes please boys, Manny already gets a point for not needing to be asked."

Angel kicked his shoes off with a huffed, "I brought your favourite dessert, do I get a point for that?"

"Sure, but it's a pity point that doesn't bode well for you."

Manny was far smugger than first impressions let on, "I think this is going to go my way."

You tried to take the food from them but they stopped you, "nope, Querida, this is all about you. We can get the food, we know where your plates are."

You sat at the table about waited, it didn't take more than a few minutes for them to return from the kitchen with everything ready to go, "who's going first?"

Angel raised his hand, "I am."

You nodded, "and why is that?"

He smiled, "I'm older by three months."

"Yeah, he's got to go home early and have his prune juice before he goes to bed."

"Be nice, or I'll take your point away from you Mister."

He chuckled, "sorry, it doesn't matter, I get to go last so I'm fresh in your mind when you make your choice, Angel's at a real disadvantage."

"Nah, you'll have to measure up to me, you're the one at a disadvantage."

You sighed, "fighting will also lose you points, be good or I'm going to enjoy my meal then have fun all by myself."

Manny's eyebrows wrinkled, "how does this point system work anyway, it seems pretty arbitrary."

You smiled, "that's for me to know and you to find out."

****

You were all sitting on the couch watching TV after dinner, trying to figure out where to start.

"So, these are my thoughts about it. I want you both to stay the night, my bed is big enough for all three of us, I want to kiss, and condoms are mandatory."

They were smiling from ear to ear, then Angel's hand was on your thigh, "would you like to go to your bedroom?" You stood up and held your hands out for them to hold then led them into the bedroom.

You pointed to a chair in the corner, "well, that's your spot Manny, we should get to it."

Manny shook his head, "we realised that sitting and watching from a distance would give me an unfair advantage and you said it yourself, the bed is big enough for all three of us."

"How is you sitting on the bed any different?"

Angel stepped closer, his hand coming up to hold our waist, "we've agreed between ourselves that there's nothing wrong with the other guy lending a helping hand, a kiss here and there isn't going to change the results."

"Oh boy. Ok, we're doing this." You looked up at Angel and he closed the distance while Manny came behind you.

One of Angel's hands held your waist while the other came to stroke your cheek, "can I kiss you?"

You swallowed, "yes, yes you can kiss me, both of you can." Angel's lips were brushing yours before you could say more, it was soft, close to teasing, he finally sealed his lips to yours when Manny's found your neck.

You went to unbutton your top but Manny reached around your body and stopped you, taking your hands in his and rubbing them, "hey, let us do that." He dropped your hands and picked up where you left off, Angel breaking the kiss to look at your body as Manny's hands revealed it.

Angel's silence had you worried, "are you disappointed?"

He blinked, "fuck no, I just waiting to wake up from this wet dream."

Manny chuckled behind you, "he's right you know, you are perfect." You fought the urge to hide your face as you turned your head and pulled Manny into a kiss while Angel started to press his lips down your body. Your jeans went next, Angel kissing over every inch of skin he could reach. Manny pulled your head to the side with one hand so he could return his lips to your neck while the other undid your bra.

When Manny went to get his hand on your breast, Angel slapped his hand away, "wait your turn bro, we agreed to help each other not join in."

You giggled, "isn't that the same thing?" You reached out and started on Angel's top, removing it then going his jeans, "you too please, I'm feeling a little underdressed." Manny rushed to get naked and you barely had time to appreciate his lean muscle before Angel demanded your attention.

Angel huffed and pulled your panties off then pointed to the bed, "I have a bet to win, go get comfortable." Manny followed you, lying on his side as you settled on your back, and you could see his hard cock tenting his tight black boxers.

"You never answered by question." They looked at each other a chuckled but never followed up.

Manny's hand found your cheek as he pulled your attention away from Angel, "you're still talking, if this was my turn you'd already be begging."

"Begging? Don't worry corazón you won't need to beg me for anything, hell, I'll beg you for it." Angel was lifting your legs over his shoulders slowly and by the look on his face, something was about to happen.

You bit Manny's lip and waved your hand towards Angel, "I don't have a comment about that but I do find begging undignified, you couldn't get me to beg if you tried, either of you."

There was a charge in the air after you said that and you could feel the unspoken agreement they made between themselves. Angel's hand ran over the tops of your thighs, "you ready? You can tell me to stop at any time."

You nodded, "go for it."

Angel smiled, "I'm going to have so much fun." Manny took your face in his hands as Angel's tongue went from your entrance to your clit in one long, broad stroke and swallowed your gasp.

You felt Angel replace his tongue with his thumb as he lifted his head, "she tastes amazing, you say the word corazón and I'll kick him out and I'll have you all to myself."

Before you could respond, his mouth was back on you as you wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked, "oh my God."

Manny chuckled, "that good ay, or have you just never had a man give you what you deserve?" You flopped your head onto the pillow and relaxed into the mattress as Angel slid two of the long, thick fingers inside you and Manny's hand brushed your skin.

"I can't talk right now." You couldn't decide what felt better, Angel's chuckle or his fingertips on your G-spot.

"That's alright, Angel might be hopeless but I don't think he's so hopeless that you need to give him detailed instructions. Me? You won't need to tell me a thing, I'm just that good."

There was another chuckle from Angel but he didn't move to say anything. You beckoned Manny for another kiss and he smiled against your lips as you got closer, "she's close bro, you better make the most of it because the way I see it, you're already losing."

Angel wrapped one of his substantial arms around your legs and pulled your body as close to his mouth as he could, you barely had time to warn him before you were arching off the bed and contracting around his fingers.

Manny swallowed your moans like he was starving and Angel showed no signs of letting as his fingers worked you open. Manny smiled as your legs started to twitch when you started climbing again, "and you're a twitcher, you are spoiling us."

"Oh fuck you Emmanuel, you are a smug…" Angel didn't like that he didn't have your undivided attention and was intent on fixing that, he did something with his tongue that had your vision whiting out as you flew headlong off the cliff.

"That's two, you think he can get another one out of you." You struggled to answer and Angel lifted his head without removing his fingers, in fact, he doubled his efforts.

"What do you need pretty girl?" Angel's tone was soft while Manny touched you gently and you couldn't tell whether he was trying to steal your words or help you find them.

"Whatever you want."

He smiled, "alright then." His head dropped back and he seemed determined to prove a point. You reached towards Manny and ran your hand down his hard chest and tried to slide it into his boxers but he stopped you.

"Another time Querida, this is about you." His hand moved to your face as you felt another orgasm arise. He looked into your eyes as you came, a small smile gracing his face, "there you go, he's doing a pretty good job, isn't he?"

You nodded, trying to stammer out a reply, "I feel empty."

Manny looked at Angel, his face full of mischief, "yeah Angel, she feels empty. Are you going to do something about that or are you going to leave it to someone who knows what they're doing?"

Angel dropped your legs off his shoulders and kissed his way up your body to your mouth, the kiss deep and full of passion as he pressed his lips to yours, "where are the condoms?"

"Top drawer." Angel reached across while you turned your head and kissed Manny, his moan filling you with warmth.

"You do taste good." The sudden realisation that Manny could taste you off your lips from Angel's kiss had you desperate for more.

Angel tearing open the condom box pulled your attention away, tapping his leg with your foot as he went to open the packet with his teeth. "Let me do it." You took it off him and opened it as he dropped his boxers, "oh, ok then."

Angel smiled, "don't worry, I'll go slow." His breath caught in his throat as you rolled the condom down his shaft. He crawled on top of you have hovered over you, waiting for you to give consent.

"Please."

Manny snorted, "you gonna deny her man?"

Angel shook his head as he lifted your legs over his waist, "hell no." He ran his cock up and down your slit and you turned to Manny with imploring eyes, hoping that Angel might stir to action if he didn't have your attention.

"He's being me……" You couldn't finish your sentence as Angel slid slowly inside you pausing to let you adjust to his ample size. Manny rushed to remove his boxers and his hand wrapped around his cock, "I feel like I'm neglecting you."

He kissed you again, then Angel gripped your chin between his thumb and forefinger to bring your lips to his, millimetres away from kissing you, "I keep saying this is about you. If you keep this up I'll make sure you're sorry."

He closed the distance and you were too busy enjoying Angel's lips on yours to reply and Angel started to rock his hips slowly, his moan filling the air as he pulled back, "shit mano, you are really in for it, it's like the wettest warmest hug….fucken hell."

"Hey man, if you can't last I'm not going to judge you, she's something else and I haven't even gotten to touch her yet." You whimpered as Angel brushed your G-spot and Angel turned to Manny with a hard look on his face.

"You don't stand a fucking chance bro." He grunted and shifted his weight onto one forearm so he could reach down between you and rub your clit.

"Angel, I…" He pressed his lips to yours, his beard scratching your skin.

"I know, I can feel you squeezing me. You can let go, I'm here." You were powerless to resist and Angel buried his face in your neck while Manny captured your lips with his.

This was one slow, the warmth spread from your core and up your spine and filled your body with pleasure. Angel chuckled and hurried his hips, ramming himself inside you while you tried to twitch away, "don't run Querida, he just wants to make you feel good."

You gasped as Angel doubled his efforts, pushing you over the edge one last time before you felt him pulse inside you. Manny grunted and you turned your head just in time to see him reach bliss before Angel's weight fell on you as he caught his breath.

"That was really good."

Manny chuckled, his voice slow, "just really good?"

Angell chuckled and rolled off you, pulling off the condom and dropping it into the wastebasket before going to get up, "I'm just going to get something for the mess, you guys wait here."

Manny waved his hand and stood up, "let me do it, you guys stay here." Manny walked towards the bathroom and you rest your head on Angel's chest while you waited.

"Did you have fun?"

You sighed, "I did." Manny returned and threw the towel at Angel who took his time to clean up the mess he made, chuckling as you flinched away from him. "Sorry corazón."

Manny settled in next to you and ran his hand up and down your arm while Angel got rid of the cloth before taking his place on the other side. "Did everyone have fun?"

Angel huffed, "shouldn't we be asking you that?"

You shook your head, "I feel like I should have done more."

Manny chuckled and pecked your cheek, "I told you to stop that, you are fast on track to getting your ass spanked before we do anything together."

You turned to Angel who raised his eyebrows, "I agree with him corazón." You sighed and rolled onto your side facing Angel while Manny pressed his chest to your back and Angel pulled you into his arms.

"Goodnight gentlemen."

Manny's lips press to your shoulder while Angel's pressed to your forehead, "goodnight y/n."

****

"Morning." You rubbed your face and sat up then felt two sets of hands running up and down your back.

You kissed both of them, Angel then Manny and then got up, "who wants pancakes?"

They both smiled, "I'll take that as a yes, there are spare stuff in the bathroom, I'll get the food ready while you two start the day."

You sat down from breakfast and then they left, still smiling like little boys, they both said they would keep in touch through the week and you had a feeling the rivalry would only get worse until you could settle in next Saturday.

****

They messaged you everyday, it went from one on one to a group chat and then the group chat when from civil conversation to you telling them to not to fight. Needless to say, you were excited.

****

The knock on your door had you jumping up to open it, they were early. You opened the door with a smile, "I thought we agreed that you'd be over here at seven, it's only five."

Manny lifted some shopping bags and Angel sighed, "he wanted to cook for you." They walked in and tossed off their shoes then headed to the kitchen. You walked in planning to help but Manny waved you off.

"Go soak in the tub, we're fine to cook."

You sighed, "please don't burn my house down. Also, this doesn't count towards anything, I don't want Angel to feel bad because he bought take out and you decided to cook."

Angel smiled, "don't worry, I don't feel bad at all, I think I came off better in the end anyway, and now I'm getting a home cooked meal? I'm a lucky guy."

You paused before leaving for the bathroom and stood in the of the room and slowly removed your clothes while looking back and forth at them stark naked, "well, I'm going to go enjoy my bath, you kids have fun." You felt their eyes on your ass as you walked away, smiling to yourself when you heard them whispering to each other.

You enjoyed the warm water until there was a knock on the door, Angel's voice floating through the air, "it's ready when you are."

You stepped out of the tub and dried off, then dressed and headed into the dining room, "wow, this smells and looks amazing, what did you make?"

Manny smiled, "penne ala vodka with a garden salad."

Everyone sat down and you tucked in, "wow, I'm impressed, I really hope you measure up in the bedroom because if you don't I'm going to be very disappointed."

Angel chuckled, "he won't, but don't worry corazón, I'll make sure you don't go to sleep unsatisfied."

You shook your head, "Angel, be nice."

Manny smiled, "yeah Angel, be nice."

You slapped Manny on the shoulder, "I know you're younger than him but we both know you're more mature, I expect better from you."

Manny smiled turned heated, "and you're going to get it."

****

You skipped watching TV this time and headed right for the bedroom after dinner and dessert were over. You stood back in the same position in the middle of the room and waited for Manny to act. Unlike Angel, Manny waved his hands for Angel to sit on the bed and then circled you like a hungry animal.

His fingertips grazed your cheek as his hand drifted towards you night shirt then he flicked the buttons open. Your eyes drifted to Angel and you watched as he licked his as Manny slowly undressed you.

He took his time touching you as each item of clothing was removed, his eyes racking over your skin, "are you going to do anything man or are you just going to look at her?"

Manny huffed, "unlike you, I want to savour this vision before I drive in, you should take note."

Angel shook his head, "aren't you feeling frustrated? You were happy for more right away last week."

"Be quiet Angel, if y/n doesn't like something she knows she can tell me." Normally people talking about you like you weren't there would piss you off but there was something about the way they were playing off against each other that was hot.

When you were in nothing but your panties, Manny slid his hand between your legs and stroked you through the fabric, "I don't know what Angel's going on about because you are soaked."

"Lose the underpants and go lay on the bed." You did as he asked, and Manny was close behind you, his lips brushing your shoulder as you reached the edge of the bed. Angel moved to lay next to you, his eyes stuck on your breasts as Manny's hand ran up your legs from your ankles to your thighs.

His lips followed after he kneeled on the bed, paying extra attention to the sensitive spots he noticed when you were with Angel. You thought he would start right away but his lips bypassed your core and he made his way up to your lips. He brought you into a kiss, it was slow and deep, his nose brushing yours as he went.

Manny turned his attention to Angel briefly, "hold her leg up?"Angel smiled and sat up, reaching over to grab your leg and hold you open for him. Manny's lips never left yours as his hand trailed down your body and to your centre, his fingers collecting wetness from your entrance before landing on your clit.

You gasped and Manny smiled against your skin, pulling back to smirked at Angel, "sorry man, I've been leaving you out."

Angel shrugged "I'm fine with just watching, she is beautiful from this angle." Angel got his chance when Manny started to kiss down your body, stopping to pay extra attention to your neck. You reached your hand out and placed it on Angel's cheek while he leaned in to kiss you.

The angle was a little strange but Angel seemed happy to twist himself around in order to deepen the kiss. Manny huffing as his hand moved your from leg to your face, "dude, can't you just do this one thing for me?"

Angel pulled away from you with a chuckle, "just throw her legs over your shoulders bro, unless you're too lazy."

Manny shook his head, "nah, I figure if you hold her leg she won't twitch as much."

You sighed, "I don't know but I think that might be cheating Emmanuel, just a bit."

Angel smiled, "yeah Emmanuel, that's cheating."

Manny shook his head, "you're really asking for it now Querida." He lifted your legs over his shoulders and wrapped one arm around your leg, angling it so it was hard for you to move away. Then he smirked up at you and drove in like a man possessed. Angel laid down and placed his hand on your cheek, looking into your eyes as your vision blurred from pleasure.

"I can't tell which is my favourite, watching her face and making her cum. What do you think Manny?"

Manny's thumb replaced his mouth as he raised his head to answer his friend, "here, you were underselling it when you told me this was heaven because I'm pretty sure you're right."

Your eyebrows wrinkled and Angel smiled, "what, you think we didn't talk about it nonstop after we left? The other guys might not know what's going on but we haven't been able to stop talking about it."

"He's right, I think I'm going to be reliving this till the day I die."

You smiled, "you know Manny, Angel didn't talk anywhere near as much, considering his mouth was busy elsewhere." Manny shook his head with a huff.

"Alright then." He made eye contact with you as he slid two fingers inside you and wrapped his lips around your clit, Angel taking advantage of your parted lips to pull you into a searing kiss.

All the buildup served its purpose and you felt yourself approach the edge as Manny found your G-spot and made quick work bringing you closer to the end. You reached down to push him closer but the lack of hair made it hard and Manny chuckled.

"Is he being mean to you?" Angel's tone was filled with affection.

"Yes."

Angel shook his head, "good." You blinked and tried to make sense of his response but he leaned in and kissed you again, "if he's mean then I might get the chance to win."

That seemed to spur Manny to action because his arm unwrapped from your leg and then his forearm was holding you down as his fingers pressed your sweet spot and his tongue brought you right to the edge. You gasped as it hit you, Manny's arm pushing down harder as he rode out the buck of your hips.

"Oh my God." Angel shook his head took your hand in his.

"Is he making you feel good?" Manny hadn't stopped working you past the post orgasm sensitivity and into another while you tried to close your legs, "I'll take that as a yes."

You were expecting Manny to stop but he didn't and you went to shove him away but he grabbed your hand like a viper, "I'm not done yet, you know what to say if you want me to stop."

Your breath quickened as he went right back to where he left off, there was something about what he was doing that it your whole body feel like it was on fire and then you were falling again.

"Please, I can't." Manny chuckled against you, seemly feeling merciful as he pulled away and started to kiss your inner thigh.

"What do you want?" It was taking a lot for you to reply.

"He asked you a question y/n."

You swallowed and tried to get the words out, "I want you inside me." Manny smiled, his lips moving over your hips and then your stomach and then your breast and finally your cheeks and your lips.

"Are your condoms in the same place?"

You nodded, "why are you both still clothed?" You had never seen Angel move so fast, he was naked before you could blink, on the other hand, Manny took his time, smirking as your eyes followed his hands as he undressed.

Your eyes were stuck on his cock as he pushed his boxers down, he and Angel were about the same size, equally as big and Manny smiled, "you still want this?"

You nodded aggressively, "yes please."

Manny chuckled and got a condom then placed it between his index and middle finger and wiggled it, "you want to put it on me or do you trust me enough to do it?"

You sighed and sat up, taking the packet from him, "I'm not the one who tried to open it with my teeth, you're just being difficult now."

You opened the condom and slid it over his cock then laid back down with a sigh, "please, go for it."

Manny smiled and shook his head, "with pleasure."

Unlike Angel, he only lifted one leg over his hip as he slid inside you, "holy fuck."

Angel chuckled, "see what I mean? You've talked a good game all week but now that you're in my position you get it."

You shook your head, "Angel, don't tease."

Manny smiled, "yeah Angel, don't tease." Despite the attitude, his tone was tight, almost shaky.

Manny moved his hips slowly, rocking into you while making sure to brush your G-spot with each stroke.

You whimpered as he picked up speed, Angel's grunt pulling your attention away. His hand was wrapped around his cock and when you reached out to lend him a helping hand, Angel stopped you, "we've been over this, relax and enjoy yourself, this is about you."

You went to protest but Manny kissed you hard, "if you keep this up I'm going to get Angel to hold you down and then you won't be able to do anything." Manny grunted when you clenched around him, "you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Before you could respond, he was yanking you down the bed to make room for Angel, "hold her wrists." Angel moved in a rush, the hand that was resting on your cheek going to encompass your wrists in a solid grip.

"Thanks bro." Manny reached one hand down to rub your clit and Angel smiled.

"Don't mention it, I can tell how much she liked it. Unless we're reading you wrong?"

You shook your head, "no, I like it."

Manny smiled, "we can tell." Manny's hips ramped up to full speed and your breath caught in your throat, "you're gonna cum for me again, aren't you? I can feel how hard you're squeezing me."

You nodded and his lips found yours, the fingers on your clit making tighter circles. You didn't have time to warn them before it hit you, Angel's hand tighten around your wrists as your back arched.

That must have done it for Angel and with a grunt he pressed his lips to yours as he came. Just like before, Manny didn't let up and no matter how hard you tried to twitch away, you couldn't, not that you really wanted to.

"Come on, just one more and then we can call it a night." It wasn't like he was going to give you a choice. It hit you fast, just as the other one was winding down and the noise got caught in your throat.

"There you go, good girl." Your head lolled to the side and Angel took the chance to press his lips to yours in a soft and gentle kiss. Manny pulled you away from Angel and buried his face in your neck as he came.

Manny rolled off you and disposed of the condom with a sigh, "so, who wins?"

You whimpered, "ask me again in the morning."

Angel chuckled, "you guys stay here, I'll go get something to clean up."

You rolled into Manny's arm and he stroked your cheek, "you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, I'm great."

Angel threw the damp cloth at Manny and climbed into bed next to you while Manny cleaned up.

"Have you been having fun?" Angel's voice was rough with tiredness.

"I have been, it's been great but we should really finish this conversation tomorrow with clear heads."

Manny disposed of the towel and took his spot opposite Angel , "we can talk about it in the morning, for now I think it's time we all get some sleep."

"Goodnight boys."

"Goodnight y/n."

****

You were up early the next morning, unable to sleep from nervous energy, Angel coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your body while you did the pancakes.

"Is Manny in the shower?"

Angel nodded, "yep, I'll help you finish. How are you doing?"

You smiled, "good, I'm doing good."

He smirked, "that's great. I can't wait for you to tell me I won."

You huffed, "go and sit down, this is almost done."

Manny came out of the bathroom just as you were bringing out the plates. Everyone sat at the table and you flopped down with a sigh.

"I can tell you can't wait any longer but I don't have a winner and that's what I wanted to talk about. I like you, both of you, like a lot and I'm worried that no matter who I chose it's going to change things. And I don't want that. What I want, is for this to keep happening."

They smiled, each one reaching out to grab one of your hands, Manny speaking first, "we'd like that too, it's all we've been talking about, we just had no idea how to bring it up."

You smiled, "really? You both want to share me?"

Angel nodded, "fuck yeah, you're a total catch, we gotta sweep you up before someone else does. I'm honestly kinda sick of EZ asking me if you're single."

Your smile widened, "after breakfast, I have some favours to return, you should eat up, you're going to need your strength."

You had never seen two men eat so fast in your life.

Fin

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mageofseven · 1 year

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Levi x MC x Satan poly relationship start/ dynamic?

Levi x MC x Satan?

I'm not sure how well I did for this vee since these are two brothers that I don't really ever think about at the same time, but I hope you like it nonetheless.

Thanks for the request 🥰

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Starting Point:

Okay so the catalyst that set these three on track for this relationship was a specific event: Satan asked MC out.

MC had daydreamed about this for so long.

Hell, they've had a crush on the blonde since the early days of being in the Devildom.

The problem...was the timing.

MC spent months dropping hints to the demon to show him they were interested in him

But no matter how many hints the human dropped, it felt like Satan just ignored them all

And that hurt MC. They felt like the fourth brother didn't want to acknowledge their feelings so he didn't have to turn them down. This was why they had been hiding in Levi's room for the past few weeks.

MC has always found comfort in Levi's room. It was a sanctuary he built for himself, but opened up to them too.

The human found comfort in more than just the room; Levi himself soothed their aching heart.

When Levi lets his walls down, MC sees just how soft and sweet the envy demon really is.

The two weren't technically a couple at this point; Levi and MC were stuck in this in between state.

They were more than friends, but not quite dating. The human knew that Levi was probably nervous, but wanted to give him time in case he wanted to be the one to ask them.

So when Satan asked them out...it hurt.

It just felt too late. The blonde apologized for not picking up the signals they gave him before.

He's just really not good at this sort of thing, but he's had feelings for them for a long time.

MC told him that they needed time. They didn't tell Satan about their potential relationship with Levi, but did express that they had a lot on their mind that they needed to go over.

The human felt lost, like no matter what answer they'd end up choosing, it will be wrong; it will hurt someone, themself for sure but also at least one of the two brothers.

Levi had no clue about the confession given to MC. He did notice they were feeling even more down than usual though.

The awkward man tried asking them about it, but MC just shook their head.

"I'd rather not think about it right now...can we just watch Vampire Knight please?"

It was an anime the two had already seen before, but also one they like going back to.

As they watched the show and saw both Kaname and Zero essentially fighting over Yuki, MC's heart only ached more.

The human gave a sigh.

"You okay?" The third brother turned his head towards them.

"Yeah..." They mumbled. "It's just...it sucks that Yuki was put in that situation, ya know? Stuck in a tug-a-war between the two guys she loves the most."

"I mean, the show needed the friction." He shrugged. "Plus like, how can you expect a vampire and vampire hunter to tolerate each other, let alone share someone they care about?"

"What if...what if things where different? Or like, the two weren't so different from one another and had know each other a long time before Yuki?"

"That would be a completely different story. I mean, a kinda cool one, but still. Where'd this come from?"

"I dunno. I guess after all this time, I just wish she had the best from get-go. She wouldn't have suffered like she did if she could have just had them both in her life peacefully."

"What, got a fanfic idea in mind?"

"Shut up." MC smiled, lightly elbowing the man.

"No, really. I'd read it if you did."

The human stared at him.

"You like poly ships?"

Levi shrugged.

"Some are pretty nice. I mean, with some characters, you just want both for the protag."

"Fair..."

Though the talk ended there, it did lodge something in their brain, an idea that was determined to be explored no matter how anxious it made the human.

When they were last in the Human Realm, poly relationships were rising in popularity. I mean, they were still the minority, but for most humans, such relationships were not see as big of taboos as it was for older generations.

MC never really gave them much thought before. I mean, these people were living how they wanted. This human admired them for it, but never thought of themself as someone who would want the same

...But maybe they are?

Just like before with Satan, MC pursued this idea in... a more indirect way.

With Levi, MC recommended a whole lot of poly ship fanfiction. Honestly, after their talk before, this brother thought nothing of this. It's not like they both weren't trading fanfic recs all the time anyway.

With Satan, they planted a sociology book on the current wave of poly relationships in the Human Realm on his bed.

Their goal for doing this? Well...honestly, they were hoping if they are already planted the seed of the idea in their minds that maybe they'd be more accepting of their request.

They felt like an idiot for going about it like this, but they were already invested so they just had to wait and see.

A couple days later, MC was cornered in the hall by Satan

And he had the book in hand.

"Is there something you'd like to tell me concerning this, Kitten?"

MC blushed as he raised the book. Not only were they caught, but he called them Kitten. Yes, he's compared them to a cat in the past, but...

The human stared at their feet.

"I dunno..."

Satan put a finger under MC's chin and raised their face up.

"I think we both know that isn't true."

"I..." But they couldn't say it. Not yet.

The blonde sighed.

"You were unsure about dating me because there's someone else you have feelings for and now you want to see if you could date us both, correct?"

MC nodded shyly.

"There's no need to be that worried." He explained. "Such relationships are somewhat common here. Or at the very least, it's never been something demons have frown upon. It's a part of our culture more than it is for humans."

"So...would you be okay with it?"

Satan pursed his lips.

"That depends on who this second person is."

"...Levi." They mumbled.

The blonde raised an eyebrow.

"I'll admit, that wasn't what I was expecting."

"Is it okay though?" The human asked, worried.

"If it would make you happy, I'll share with him if I must."

I mean, fair? Honestly, Satan is just glad they didn't say Lucifer.

Either way, one man down, the other to go.

And honestly, MC was more worried about asking Levi.

Yeah, Satan said poly relationships were part of demonic culture, but Levi wasn't born here like Satan was. Who knows how he'll react?

The answer? Poorly.

He saw the request as MC pitying him, not wanting to break his heart so 'I guess we can date too'.

But it wasn't like that and it took weeks for MC to convince him of that truth.

The good news is that they did though and that's how both brothers began to date MC.

Dynamics:

Honestly, it took the group some time to get used to the arrangement.

Both brothers were awkward about it.

When they each had their individual time with their human? Those men were perfectly content with things.

When it was the three of them though? That's when it got awkward.

Levi was just worried because he didn't really understand the rules to what he agreed to. Were there things he shouldn't do with MC when Satan is around?

Satan, on the other hand, was only awkward because he felt like Levi was making it so.

Eventually, Levi got used to this relationship and everyone in this vee found their flow with things.

Three would even spend time together as a group.

Satan would join the two for some of their marathon nights (think of some anime that have literally hundreds of episodes. These two otakus pick one of them and see how far they can watch before they pass out).

Satan really couldn't understand the interest, but found the faces his Kitten would make while watching the show to be cute

And honestly enjoyed having them fall asleep against him.

The other two also tried to get him to play videogames with them...

But quickly learned that the Avatar of Wrath doesn't have the patience for it, to say the least 😅

But hey, MC's glad he tried it for them.

On the other side of things, MC and Satan were able to get Levi out of his room more.

He started going to RAD with them more instead of doing all of his schoolwork in his room

And would sometimes go out to a café with MC and Satan.

Though it takes a while to get to this point, there does come a time where these two hangout together even when MC is busy.

The other brothers act like it's the weirdest thing they've ever seen

But if they mention this to these guy that they seem to spend a lot more time together than before, they'd stare back at the other brothers like they're crazy or stupid

Because these two introverts don't want to be accused of actively socializing with one another.

They're just...existing next to each other. Now shut up!

MC finds this super cute though and will tease them about it at times.

When it comes to MC's individual dates with their boyfriends...

Well, not much changes with Levi 😅

I mean, they still do the very same activities they did when they were just friends.

The biggest difference is that he's no longer that anxious to share affection with his Henry.

Hand holding, hugs, cuddling as they watch things together.

He's still a tad nervous when they kiss, but that feeling usually fades rather quickly.

With Satan, its mostly study dates, trips to cafes, snuggling in his room as they both read their own books.

They even went to the Devildom's first attempt at a Ren Faire

Overall, the biggest thing this vee needed to work was time, but with it the relationships found a peaceful flow.

#obey me #obey me otome #obey me mc #obey me satan #obey me leviathan #obey me poly!mc

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litgwritersroom · 11 months

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Idk where this came from, but a Noah fic inspired by Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift. I know he's a good guy but it reminds me of him for some reason.

WILDEST DREAMS

S2 | Noah/MC | 3100+ | @crimswnred

He's so tall and handsome as hell... and for some reason, Rhode just can't keep her eyes off him.

"Don't you girls think Noah is kind of a hottie?"

Rhode let her tired earthy green eyes slip away from the words on her book to the bright horizon. Noah was coming back from a quick swim at the ocean, water dripping from his chocolate hair and chest, like he was a vision to be seen. The other boys were following him right after, all joking and pushing each other; Lucas seemed the happiest of them, eager to talk to Noah about whatever subject those two could have in common.

Well, yes, Chelsea wasn't mistaken — actually, she rarely was when it came to boys. Noah was easily the hottest of the bunch and it wasn't hard to admit it or see why. Even if he wasn't your type, which was nearly impossible, you could at least see why he drew attention wherever he went.

He was one of those men, you know?! With kind caramel eyes that could stare right into your soul, even if you didn't want to let them. He had broad shoulders and big arms, the kind that projected immediate trust and a sense of protection. His personality was perfect, too. He was smart, fair, a natural leader and just supportive. However, none of those was the reason he would stick out to Rhode.

It was something else. That kind of feeling in her gut that moved her and caused butterflies in her stomach. The feeling of being needed. The way he made her believe he couldn't survive without her in her life. Everything, from his voice to the way he would look at you, seemed oddly unpolished as if the edges were left undone and he was one leap away from perfection, and you couldn't escape that urge to take him there. That was exactly why he was dangerous.

Because he would let you believe he had been waiting to meet you so he could be whole.

"Well, he is tall as hell and very handsome, but he's just not for me," Rhode said, at least. It was a lie, of course, Noah always had ticked all of her boxes in every category possible. However, she should stay safe on watch duty.

Chelsea frowned behind her round pink shades and big white floppy hat. "Why is your tone all sad all of the sudden?" She asked and, to be honest, Rhode wouldn't expect less of Chelsea's wit. She always knew best when it came to those things. "Is it because of Noah?!"

Before Rhode could come up with some excuse of her own, Lottie butted in, as she always did. "Don't be silly, Chels!" she argued, sliding her shades down her nose to have a look at them, those bright green eyes looking down as if she knew better. "Rhode just started dating Lucas, we don't need another misunderstanding."

Another, Lottie had to say, because there had been some wild rumours when Noah started dating his current girlfriend, rumours that went too far. Of course, the source of them seemed to be Chelsea, who at the time was convinced Noah had a thing for Rhode ever since they first met in college. To be honest, she never once believed such nonsense, however, she did wish, from the bottom of her heart, they were true.

"I'm just asking!" Chelsea gasped, her cheeks burning red. "Why do you always bring that back? It's been ages!"

"Me?" Now it was Lottie's turn to act displeased, as she sneered. "You're the one always talking about Rhode and Noah and their partners like they're characters in a rom-com!"

Rhode rolled her eyes to herself and huffed loud enough to cut their conversation. "Please, stop that nonsense," she ordered. "It'll be way worse if the boys end up hearing us."

"Hear you what?!"

Lucas' voice made Rhode jump on the stop. He was standing behind her, drying her hair with one of the towels she had brought in her bag. He looked as handsome as ever, his eyes glued to her as if she was the only woman in that beach, the only woman to ever set foot on earth. Rhode liked that, the certainty she was needed at the moment. She liked his seriousness, even though it had an expiration date.

She knew just where she was standing with him. Just where to go. Just exactly when to finish it.

It was one of her many habits. A tendency of hers. She would start something knowing well it would eventually end. Maybe that was why she dated the punk-band guy, or the model, or even the soon-to-be actor. Maybe it was why she insisted on a relationship with someone who couldn't imagine himself in a serious relationship, with intentions of marriage. Maybe it was why she was currently with Lucas.

"Gossip," Rhode said as Lucas leaned closer to kiss her on her cheek. He smelled like sun, sand and ocean. His cheek was warm like the afternoon.

"The thing that keeps the world turning," he said when he sat down next to her, seeming satisfied.

"Where's Gary?" Lottie wondered, fanning herself with her cap, searching for her own boyfriend in the horizon. "Wasn't he with you just yet?!"

"He went back to the hotel with Henrik to pick up a ball to play," Lucas explained. "Honestly, they are too high energy for me to keep up."

He slid his hand to Rhode's, intertwining their fingers and caressing the back of her hand with his thumb. It was an incredibly gentle act for him but she welcomed the affection anyway, always happy to receive attention. They were dating for almost six months now and even though Lottie had said they had merely started, it was the longest she had been with someone else.

"You sound like an old lady," Rhode joked around, turning to face him.

"Does that make you my old, beloved husband?" Lucas wrinkled his nose in that adorable way he used to do when he was joking.

Rhode chuckled. "Nah, I think it makes me your hot young boy toy who is always up for a good time and an expensive gift."

He shook his head with an amused smile on his lips, seeming more annoyed he couldn't come up with a proper comeback than about what she said. "You never fail to amuse me."

"Oh, Hope!" Rhode heard Chelsea exclaiming with excitement, raising her head to meet her.

As usual, Hope was hanging from Noah's arms and dragging him as if he was her personal purse, while he looked bored as hell. Long ago, Rhode would diagnose his behaviour around his girlfriends as a commitment issue, he was only 20-something after all. But now, the closer he got to his 30s, the more senseless it looked.

But oh, well, it wasn't Rhode's problem.

"We brought some ice lollies!" Hope announced.

As she said that, Noah placed the cooler full of them on the sand between Lottie and Rhode's loungers, making a loud sound and lifting sand from the ground. Rhode had to scratch her eyes to take some of it away but when she looked back, Noah was smiling.

It sent chills down her back.

"Oh, I want the strawberry sorbet one!"

It only took Chelsea's saying for everyone to attack the poor cooler as they laughed and demanded certain flavours to each other. Rhode watched the sudden rush, doubting they would have bought her favourite flavour anyways. Not everyone could appreciate—

"Rhode."

Noah's voice — his deep, solemn voice — grabbed her attention, taking it away from the ice lollies' mess and her own thoughts all at once. He was crouching in front of her, that sweet boy's smile on his lips, hair still wet and messy, offering her one of the lollies. The passion fruit one.

Her favourite.

1 am.

Lucas was sleeping deeply after too many glasses of wine and there was no sound to be heard in their hotel room. Rhode had just gotten out of her fancy shoes and evening dress, took off her makeup and dragged herself into a large jumper and shorts. 2 seconds ago they were out, partying and drinking, and now he had passed out. It was funny, of course, but also kind of lonely.

She decided to leave him alone and grabbed her handbag, opening it to find her pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Quickly enough, she was out of her room, hair tied in a bun.

Rhode walked through the hallways, phone in one hand, room's card and lights in the other. There were only a few people here and there at each turn, all of them looking drunker than the previous one like she would've expected.

When she finally hit the outdoor pool, Rhode sat by one of the loungers, a cigarette between her teeth as she tried to light it and watched the stars shining on the sky above her.

"Thought I'd find you here."

She turned but didn't need to do it quickly for she already knew who it was. Noah was standing next to her, the same tender expression he always seemed to keep for his friends in his face and a combination of pyjama bottoms and a white t-shirt that looked too good to be true.

"Isn't there a girlfriend for you to attend?!"

"Hope's still at the bar with Lottie and Chelsea," he said, not seeming sad at all about his absence. "What about your boy?!"

"Lucas fell asleep, so I escaped," she gave him an insincere smile. "But now I'm second-guessing it, it's too fucking cold for a summer night."

Noah chuckled in that way which always meant he could see behind her talking. "You're unsettled."

Between Chelsea's wit and Noah's mind-reading abilities, Rhode really thought she was that easy to figure out.

"I am cold," she countered, wrinkling her nose at him.

Once again, he flashed that beautiful, sweet smile that met his eyes and felt like the only honest gesture in the world. God, she hated his smiles. They had a way of making her feel special even if at the end of their night, he'd go back to his girlfriend.

She rolled her eyes at him in a playful way and he couldn't help but chortle, making her blush as she puffed her cigarette. It was one of those moments when everything looked so perfect and somehow she still felt like part of the scene. Her heart was beating loud inside her chest and her eyes were focused on the man in front of her.

Noah sat down on the lounger next to her, his legs turned to her body as his smile went from bright to hopeless in a second. He seemed nervous as if he had just remembered something.

"What?!" Rhode frowned, turning her legs to his direction as well and leaning forward. She could feel his skin, their knees touching and his warm passing from him to her. "What happened, Noah?!"

He looked at her and their eyes met. "He's gonna propose."

It took longer than it should have for it to click. A second or two for it to sink in properly. 'He' in that case was Lucas, and she was the one who was going to be proposed to. Suddenly, it all made sense. He had been so careful, so loveable, so affectionate. Lucas wanted to marry her.

Except it didn't make sense at all! It was Lucas they were talking about. He was 27 and thought himself to be too young to tie the knot. He had told her as soon as they started dating that married life was the last of his priorities. The man she was dating despised the idea of being glued to anyone, wanted to see the world and help those in need and drive around on his bike and…

"Who told you that?!" Rhode asked, at least.

"Lucas himself."

"That can't possibly be true," she dismissed Noah with a shake of her hand. "Lucas would rather die than marry so soon. It's impossible, you must've misheard him."

"I did not!" His voice was firm, steady. Rhode had never heard him so angry before. "I'm telling you, he's gonna propose. At the end of our trip. He's in love with you, Rhode."

"And I'm telling you, Noah, this can't be!"

"Why?! Why is it so unimaginable for you that he wants to lock you down?"

That wasn't the case. Actually, that was the least insane part of all this. She would never doubt anyone's feelings, especially from a determined man like Lucas, who would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted to. The problem here was that she was dating him specifically because he didn't want anything serious. Because she was in love with someone else. And if he asked her to marry him… well, she would say no.

"Why would he even tell you that?!" Rhode shook her head, changing the subject.

"Because…" She watched as he fumbled for words and swallowed hard, suddenly losing that layer of confidence and showing Rhode a part of him she had never seen before. "Well, fuck it, everybody will find out sooner or later."

He ran his hands through his hair and then face, making Rhode more confused than before. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Remember when Chelsea said I had a thing for you and everyone just figured it was a lie?"

Thump. As the wind passed them, her heart almost escaped through her throat. If she was standing, she would be on the ground by now, since her legs felt like giving up. She only nodded in response, too afraid that if she tried to say something, it would come out like a cry instead of words.

"Well, it wasn't." Without knowing it, Noah said exactly what Rhode expected him to, like a dream finally coming to life. "One night, I drank too much and… I ended up telling Chelsea about my feelings for you. She commented with Lottie, I guess, who told Gary and… when it got to you I panicked and asked her, no, begged her to pretend it was all some stupid gossip she made up."

Suddenly, Chelsea's obsession with making a couple out of them both felt reasonable. She knew. Oh, god, all this time she knew.

"Noah, I—"

"Sorry, I'm…" he interrupted and she nodded, letting him finish his train of thought. "I guess Gary told Lucas about those rumours and he came to me, asked me if they were true. I lied, of course, said it was all a big misunderstanding and that I was happy with Hope. But then, he told me about the proposal."

Fuck. Hope. Rhode had forgotten all about her for a second.

"I don't know why I wanted to tell you about it, I don't know why I'm telling you all, I guess…" Noah scratched her nape, lost in his own thinking. "I don't know, I just wanted to shoot my shot. I know you love Lucas and he's a great guy, but I wanted you to know either way. Rhode. I'm in love with you."

Something great took control over Rhode, made her grab his white t-shirt with closed, tight fists, and bring him closer to her. Made her forget all about Lucas and Hope and Chelsea and Lottie. Made her lock their lips in one desperate movement, like he was air and she couldn't spend another second breathless. Made her bring his body over her own, even though they were out by the hotel pool and anyone could see them.

She didn't care. How could she?

Mind still a little hazy, Rhode was now taking off his shirt, exposing his chest to her touch and lips. His hands were exploring as well, raising the hem of her jumper, touching the skin of her belly and then gently caressing her breasts. Each encounter of skin felt more electric than the other, to the point Rhode thought she'd burn in flames.

"Noah," she whispered, between kisses on his neck. "Is Hope back from the bar?!"

Noah straightened his back, looking at her straight in the way. "We might have an hour."

The sun was setting and there was soon between Rhode's toes. She could hear the ocean's waves crashing against the shore, over and over, playing a soundtrack to her foggy thoughts. It had been around 17 hours ever since she had last seen Noah and her heart felt smaller and smaller each second that passed her by. Looking at the horizon, she could see the beautiful sunset meeting the border of the water. But her mind was somewhere else.

She heard steps and more steps coming closer to her. Used to Lucas' touch, she didn't flinch when the presence got nearer. However, when the figure sat down next to her, she realised he was too tall to be her boyfriend.

"Just broke up with Hope."

Rhode turned to look at him. He had one of those side smirks that said "oopsie" but not for real. His eyes looked soft as they often did when he looked at her and for the first time, it didn't send her into an anxious spiral. Instead, she felt peaceful. She could get used to that feeling.

It had been a long time coming.

"Good for you," she chuckled and he did too, a sparkle running through them.

Noah then furrowed his brows, looking thoughtful for a while. "How about Lucas, though?!"

Rhode sighed. "I told him I didn't wanna marry."

Just a few hours later she had been kicked out of her hotel room to give Lucas some space. She tried to reason with him, explaining she has always been completely clear with her intentions and that they were aligned until… they weren't.

"How did he take it?!"

"Not so good," she shook her head at the memory of his jaw clenching. "But he'll live."

Noah nodded at that and Rhode felt like he truly understood. Because there was nothing she could do about Lucas when her mind was fixated on Noah.

"We're doing this, then?!" Rhode asked, her green eyes glued to his caramel orbs.

"Yeah, I think we are…" he smiled once again but this time, it was big. Bigger than the universe and surely bigger than anything she had ever felt.

She got closer and he did too and suddenly they were just an inch apart from each other. She could hear his heartbeat, even when the sound of the waves was trying to shut it. It just beat louder.

"Noah," she said with what felt like her whole being. "I'm in love with you too."

And he kissed her. Oh, he kissed her. As if he was dying to do it for ages now. As if he died to do it right now. As if he would die to do it for as long as he could, as long as he breathed. And she kissed her back as if breathing was not possible away from him. And God, it was beautiful. Even if they didn't survive, in that moment, they were beautiful.

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dazey-aceie · 2 years

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I'll throw Riddle some love. Figure he has a gn partner. Their just hanging out in the dorm. Cue Ace saying he's in trouble for nothing and the mc says well you broke rule xxx. Cue Riddle being impressed they knew that rule and doubly so since their not in his dorm. Figure Riddle stops to compliment and Ace tries to sneak off while Riddle is distracted. It does not work however.

Riddle x Reader: “Color me impressed…”

☁︎ Fluffy, kinda crackish at times.

⚠︎ Warnings: none really

ꕤ Notes: I tried my best with this one, its kinda a crack post ngl

! Word Count: 526

Ace had stormed in, not too common of him to say the least, and honestly, you were bored so might as well indulge him.

“What’s got your panties in a knot?”

“Riddle’s pissed at me, again! For literally nothing, he’s over reacting! And my panties are NOT in a knot! …Wait-“

“Too late, Trappola,” You laughed, as you shrugged in his direction, “Well, you did break rule 526, so Riddle’s not all in the wrong here.”

Ace looked at you with a dumbfounded expression on his face, “How did you…?”

“Hey, I date the guy, might as well try to learn the rules he prides himself on, right?” You threw him another shrug as you gave him a cheeky smile.

“Color me impressed, y/n…” Riddle said as he walked into the room, standing by the door frame.

You honestly weren’t expecting him to show up this early, sure classes had let out, but there was a dorm leading meeting taking place afterwards, and by the looks of it, it had ended early.

Riddle’s usually stoic face was softer, and his eyes looked full of admiration directed towards you.

It was nice to see it. I mean, Riddle has an image to keep up, and the fact that he’s let his guard down a bit, even when anyone could walk in, made you happy. And the compliment was a huge plus.

“Why thank you, dearest Riddle!” You beamed.

Riddle let out a soft chuckle, you could tell that he was tuckered out, his eyes were droopy, but he was trying his best not to show it.

“No worries, y/n.” He smiled softly, walking over to seat himself beside you. “I have to say, I am rather impressed that you have memorized so many of the Queen’s rules. It’s quite the feat. Treys only made it to 300 or so… Plus the fact that you're not even in this dorm...”

“Ha! It took so many hours of practice… And a lot of blood sweat and tears, but I finally surpassed him!” You laughed, as you gave him a playful wink

Ace was still in the back, “Wait… blood sweat and tears…?”

You and Riddle took no notice to the confused student, we’ll not visibly at least. So Ace thought it was all clear.

“Indeed you did y/n… How about I ask Trey to make some tarts for the occasion?”

“Oooh, a tart sounds good right about now…”

“Perfect. We’ll host a celebration tomorrow!”

Your face lit up and you were excited for sure, you and Riddle continued with small talk, until…

“Off with your head!”

“Dang it! I was so close too!” Ace sobbed, halfway out the door.

“Don’t think I forgot about you Ace Trappola! As punishment you’ll help set up all the decorations for tomorrow! When you’re done with that the collar will come off.” Riddle explained.

Ace groaned, “Not again…”

You couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t worry, Ace, I’ll help out too! It’s only fair, the party is for me after all~” You winked.

Once again, your kindness has left Riddle speechless, as well as the previously revealed fact of your mesmerization of the rules, now if only you put this much effort into the rest of your studies.

requests are open!!

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Title: Game Over

Pairing: Ayumu x MC

Word count: 1871

Genre: Fluff

Prompt: MC plays otome games

Written for the @voltagefandomproject

Notes: I haven't written in a while, but I hope you enjoy this story. I don't own Voltage or any of its characters, but I own this story.

Here goes...

His POV

*Slam*

That's the sound my office door made after I walked in and forcefully shut it behind me. Mind you, I don't always close the door that way - my parents raised me to become the well-mannered person that I usually am - except when a certain someone is involved.

I'm sure that you've already guessed who I'm talking about. She also goes by the following aliases - Kappa Nagano, the snapping turtle of Nagano, my aide, my turtle… My girlfriend. Even after dating for over a year, she never ceases to amaze me with all the different emotions and reactions she manages to draw from me simply by being her usual self - like that one time she tried asking other guys to watch a meteor shower with her instead of asking me because she thought I'd say no, or that time when she drank whisky neat in front of her ex-boyfriend and passed out. I never pegged myself to be the jealous type until I met her.

And now she's doing it again. The worst part is that I can't even read her this time around - either she's gotten better at hiding things or I've become sloppy at snooping her out.

Wait, I've become sloppy at snooping her out? That's so incredibly lame! When did I become so uncool?

Do you think I'm overreacting? You would, too, if you have a puzzle you can't figure out. Anyway, I'll tell you exactly what's gotten me into a foul mood.

It was about a week ago when I started noticing a change in my girl's behavior.

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"You seem busy."

She looked up at me from her spot on the couch. We arrived home from the Jurassic Land exhibit a few minutes ago, and already, my girl has plopped down on the sofa while tinkering with her phone. Again. For the hundredth time since I saw her this morning. And she wasn't just tinkering with her phone, she was holding it suspiciously close to her - like an ace student who wouldn't let her classmates copy off her exam.

"Homework?" I asked, pretending I didn't know that she didn't have any. "Anything you need help on?" I wanted to give her a fair chance to tell me what it was that was stealing her attention away from me.

I watched her eyes widen, and her cheeks flush. She clumsily fumbled with her phone and chucked it into her bag. "N-no. I'm okay. I was… I was texting with Naruko," she said with as much confidence as she could muster.

What a liar, I thought, but decided to play along. "Oh really? What could be bothering Miss Sasaki so much, she'd exchange messages with you for four hours."

I barely kept a straight face as I watched her eyes widen so much, I thought they'd pop out. "It's nothing. She's just… uh…"

And so, there I was sitting through her painfully made-up story of why her classmate was 'texting' her on a weekend. At one point, she promised to give me her full attention. But like most promises, that one ended up being broken. As soon as I hopped in the shower, she was busy with her phone with a goofy smile on her face.

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Her goofy smile as she tinkered with her phone has been a hot topic in the Instructors' room, too. As expected, Toru is the first one to comment on my girl's head-in-the-clouds expression.

"It looks like she's found herself a boyfriend," my self-declared partner-in-crime harped annoyingly after he spotted my girl walking down the corridor while tapping away on her phone.

"I've noticed that, too. It's like there's a spring in her step these days," Soma chimed in - not that anyone asked him.

"My aide always has a spring in her step," I said, trying to keep it casual.

"Yes, but it's different this time," Goto interjected thoughtfully, as he showed me her most recent test, which she aced. "She seems to be more determined to get good marks. Whatever the reason is, she's inspired."

The collective oohs and aahs from everyone in the room was driving me to the edge. I'm so annoyed already, why can't everyone just shut up?

I said a silent prayer to whatever Gods were listening, but they may have been attending to other matters at the moment because who else should stir the pot more but the chief?

"So, the little bird is in love? That's wonderful. There's nothing better than young love."

"She's hardly even young anymore," I muttered under my breath as I desperately tried to keep my temper in check. This was getting more ridiculous by the minute. Was she seeing someone else behind my back? She can't be. I mean, she's in love with me, right? At least the last time I checked, she seemed to be.

"What do you think, Ayumu?"

The Chief's question snapped me out of the little deliberation I had going on in my head. The next thing I know, all eyes were on me, as if I were the subject of an interrogation.

I put on my best fake smile and gathered the papers that were stacked in front of me. "I think I've had enough idle time, so it's time for me to make my rounds," I said, as I stood and headed for the door.

I could've sworn I heard Toru say something to the chief about how sensitive I was, but I couldn't care less - I'd rather remove myself from the situation before they remove me from my teaching position.

As I shut the door of the Instructors' Room, I came face-to-face with the very reason I bolted out of the room I was in. There she was with her friend Naruko - her phone in hand, and a goofy smile on her face.

"I got a Super Happy Ending with Munechika. It took me a while, but I finally got to experience that toe-curling first kiss," I heard her declare cheerfully.

Munechika, huh? Who the heck is he? And what's that about a toe-curling kiss? I was seething in anger just by listening to her go on and on about her mysterious new boyfriend. That cheater!

"Right? Aren't tsundere the best?" Nakuro chirped happily beside her before our eyes met. "Hey, it's Instructor Shinonome!"

After hearing my name, my girl halted abruptly and her eyes widened. Great, I thought. This is just perfect.

"I-Instructor…," she stammered and pocketed her phone quickly.

Oblivious of the tension between us, her trusty accomplice prattled on like I was part of their conversation to start with, while my cheating girl's eyes looked everywhere but at me. I could feel my breath hitch and my blood boils the longer I stayed.

"A new guy, you say?" I looked pointedly at my girl, who now looked like she wanted the earth to swallow her whole. "I can't say I understand his taste in women, but well, as long as you're both single…" I said, emphasizing the last two words before I walked off as quickly as I could. To where you ask? Why, to my office, of course.

I thought I heard her call my name, but my ears were throbbing and I had to get behind the safety of my office. It's one thing that I knew she was spending more time on her phone, but hearing her say another man's name out loud - was just too much.

So now, here I am in my office, taking a few calming breaths to regain my composure. And just as I was getting my rhythm back, I heard the door bust open, and in comes my girl - with beads of sweat on her forehead and a little short of breath.

But I can't deal with her right now.

"Instructor -"

"I'm busy at the moment," I lied and swiveled the chair so I wasn't facing her. "Why don't you just come back after class? I'll probably have something for you to work on then."

From behind, I could hear her walking towards me - her steps as well as her breathing were measured. "This won't take long." her voice was directly behind my chair so I held my breath and closed my eyes, hoping that she wouldn't see me in this state. "You were shaking when you left, and I had to come after you…"

I gasped. Was I too upset to realize I was shaking earlier? I was going to respond to her, but thought better of it. After all, they do say less talk, less mistakes, right? I quietly sat with my back to her. Even when I couldn't see her, I could tell she was nervous - probably wringing her hands together.

"Well?"

"Well," she said, breathing in sharply. "I think you misunderstood…"

"Hm?"

"Munechika…"

"Oh, your new guy?"

"Instructor," she said, coming around to face me. I can tell she was deeply distressed. "Munechika isn't a real guy."

Not a real guy? Now, I'm confused.

"He's a 2D character from this otome game that Naruko recommended a week ago," she continued while showing me an animated guy in a scrub suit. "He's a fictional doctor who's hot and cold. I picked him because he reminds me of you. I'm sorry if you were worried, but I would never cheat on you."

2D, otome… So, you mean to tell me I've been jealous of a fictional character this whole time? This is making me cringe big time, but I think my face must've loosened up because I heard her sigh with relief. And now, she's got that goofy smile on her face again, but this time her eyes are on me, like they're supposed to be.

"What are you smiling there for?" I asked. "You're not off the hook yet."

"You can't still be mad at me."

"Oh? And what about that toe-curling kiss you were talking to your little friend about?"

I know I sounded ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. And now, it was her turn to gasp. "Oh, come on," she said, her face turning red. "You give me so much more than toe-curling kisses, and you know it."

I smirked. "Do I? After hearing you go on about this 2D fantasy guy, I'm really not sure anymore…"

"But I do love your kisses, Instructor," she said, earnestly.

"Oh? Then prove it," I challenged her.

Her eyes shot wide. "What? Like, here?"

I sat back and watched her look around, obviously worried someone would walk in on us. But no less than five seconds later, she gives me yet another surprise.

Here in my office, on my chair, with the girl I love most on my lap, giving me the best toe-curling kiss I've ever had. She wins again. She always wins with me. That's how crazy I am about this silly girl. I guess she can keep playing her otome games and have silly little crushes on 2D guys who remind her of me. I suppose I wouldn't mind - much - after all, otomes always end with game over, but as for me, I'll give my girl the Super Happy Ending she never knew she's always wanted.

The end.

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REVIEWS OF THE WEEK!

EVERY WEEK I WILL POST VARIOUS REVIEWS I’VE WRITTEN SO FAR IN 2024. YOU CAN CHECK OUT MY GOODREADS FOR MORE UP-TO-DATE REVIEWS HERE.

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111. Where We Go From Here by Lucas Rocha , Larissa Helena (Translator)--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I really enjoyed WHERE WE GO FROM HERE and the important messages it had for the reader. I think this is the first book I've read where some of the characters are HIV positive and it was interesting to learn more about how care works now, and how the world's perception of it has either shifted or (in some instances) remained the same.

The dynamic between the characters was great, although I think one of the characters was given a little bit too much of the benefit of the doubt. I find that sometimes in order to have a "happy ending" some things are sometimes compromised and some characters are pushed to react in a way expected by the adults writing the story themselves. Granted, I'm a stubborn and sometimes petty person, so I'm probably not the best judge of character here.

I liked seeing the different families (or lack thereof) because it was such a realistic portrayal of the differing reactions families (especially Latine ones) have when they learn that their son or daughter is queer. In some instances, it's heart breaking, but also sadly realistic.

From the very beginning of the book, I was pulled in and I couldn't stop listening to the audiobook. I think that even though this is a translation, Rocha's writing was addicting and powerful. Will definitely want to check out their future work! I'm finding that I have a soft spot for Brazilian YA authors.

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112. Delinquent Daddy & Tender Teacher Vol. 1 by Tama Mizuki--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

There were so many great layers to this manga. Not only was this a sweet romance between the dad and the teacher, but also the dad and his son, and the teacher and the little one.

The dad and sons' relationship was adorable, especially as the son slowly comes to understand how much his dad loves him. Seeing him go from telling his classmates that that isn't his father, to calling him "daddy" by the end of the volume was stinking adorable af.

Also, the progression of the love story was heartwarming. I want only the best for them, especially since one essentially saved the other. I also loved that they had that past connection!

Can't wait to read more of this one!

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113. The Bride by Ali Hazelwood--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

While there may be some tropes in BRIDE that are in the usual Hazelwood book, this book presented a story that was so new compared to the STEM series that I didn't even focus on the popular tropes. I enjoyed BRIDE so much more than I was expecting. I went into this with zero expectations and I'm so glad I did.

Since we mainly see the story from the perspective of a vampire, we don't really get the "running through the woods" moments we usually see when werewolves are involved, but it was still a fun experience. I actually liked it because we very rarely get an outsider POV when werewolves are involved.

I liked the romance between the MC and her love interest. It was one of those slow build ups that even though it's clear where it's going, the MC is still ignorant of the fact. They had some great sexual tension, but keep in mind that this isn't an overly sexy book. I'd go in hoping for a cute and tense romance, not an overly spicy story.

Anyway, I enjoyed this and had a lot of fun while reading it. Definitely impressed with Hazelwood's dive into this genre!

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114. The Promised Neverland Vol. 1 by Kaiu Shirai , Posuka Demizu (Illustrator)--⭐️⭐️⭐️

I had a mild idea of what I was going into when I started THE PROMISED NEVERLAND, but it wasn't entirely THAT. That reveal was nightmare inducing.

The artwork was gorgeous and incredibly intricate. The storyline was interesting and I had to remind myself that these were incredibly intelligent kids, since sometimes they acted a little bit like mini adults--which granted is fair considering their situation.

While I was interested a few times and I do have that level of curiosity of where the story is going, I don't know if I care enough to read the next volumes. I'm lucky that I enjoy a lot of the manga I read, but this was one of those rare ones where I was counting down until the last page. I just thought it was a bit drawn out, but nothing felt like it was happening. Maybe I WILL read volume two, but it's not with that same level of urgency I've had in the past.

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115. Mindy Kim & the Trip to Korea by Lyla Lee--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Mindy Kim continues to be adorable af. Her family goes to Korea in this one and I loved seeing the country through her eyes. I also enjoyed seeing the interactions between the family members, even if they were somewhat wary of Mindy's dad's GF.

These books are wholesome. They explore family, the ways life could change, and the curious mind of a young child who is just trying to find her place in her world. I love the life lessons always presented in these books and I hope the little ones reading these books are also learning from the experience!

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116. Graceling by Kristin Cashore--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

After having GRACELING on my bookshelves for over a decade, I knew it was time to check it out. I listened to the audiobook alongside the physical book and wow, what an experience. It's a full cast and they have music that plays on occasion (which, admittedly, made me think of the NANCY DREW audiobooks, lol).

I'll admit that I almost DNFed this book a couple of times because I was having a hard time connecting or falling into the story. A friend encouraged me and so I kept going. Thankfully, too, because I ended up really, really enjoying this one. I loved the character growth and the romance between the MC and her love interest. His interest being obvious from the beginning, while she was unaware is one of the best romance tropes out there.

I also really liked the adventure. I love a good road trip type adventure where the FMC is a badass that people sometimes underestimate.

The one thing that was very different in this older fantasy book from more present ones is the tone of voice of the narrator. This one was very straightforward, no quirky dialogues or over the top situations. Although, I will admit that sometimes the full cast threw me off--especially when the FMC would literally yell at the love interest with a bit too much gusto.

Anyway, I really enjoyed this and I'm glad I gave it a shot! It's not a favourite, but it was a very fun read. If you want a FMC that knows her mind and is steadfast in her decisions, then I think you'd like this one.

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117. Hooked by Emily McIntire--⭐️⭐️

In my opinion, HOOKED started out strong. I loved the few tropes being introduced and the jealous friends-not-friends thing was very early 2010s romance era. I was even a bit into the dark MMC and how he didn't give a shit about going for what he wanted. He knew who he was and he didn't shy away from that.

And then we hit a moment where this book just lost all seriousness for me.

The FMC is the innocent protagonist that wants to prove to the world that she isn't this naive child. A great way of showing the reader that was by the insta-lust and insta-love with this admittedly dangerous man and the lack of a backbone when he did a big no-no and she immediately gave into him again. I expected her to be that not-naive girl she claimed to be, but there was no grovelling and close to no anger. She made allusions to HOW she knew she should react to him, brushed it off so quickly that it left me nervously giggling. Absolutely zero backbone.

Also, I just want to say that it was super weird that Peter was her dad when he was always a love interest. Although, the inclusion of names and the twisting of certain things was very clever.

This book often also felt like a badly scripted telenovelas with revelation after revelation--by that point I was rolling my eyes so much, I feared they might get stuck to the back of my head. Also, how many times will we be reminded that Hook's dick will split women in half? I just. Yeah, I don't know.

I'm glad I read this one because now I know that the rest of this series might not be for me. Not because of the adaptation aspect--that part is cool--but the writing is just very much not for me.

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118. Sasaki and Miyano, Vol. 1 by Shou Harusono--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

These two are incredibly adorable, but I definitely need to read more of their story to fully gage if I'm truly interested in continuing.

I did like how the one guy is the one that's chasing the pretty one, when it's usually the other way around. It's weirdly refreshing and adorable. I can't wait to see how the character growth looks on them. LOVED the artwork, especially with how the characters were presented (how the one looks innocent but secretly loves BL manga, and the other looks like a scary bad boy, but is actually a sweet cinnamon roll).

Will read the next volume to fully make my mind up!

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Have you read any of these books? What were your thoughts?

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Happy reading!

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Suresh Route Episode Summary: 41

HERE WE GOOOO!!

OBVIOUSLY I said yes to being exclusive and you can kiss him here. Here you can gush about how this is your dream date and you love it so much. He tells you its the most meaningful one they've had because theyre back together 🥹

Suresh Gem Scene: he asks to spend more time on the date he gets SUPER MUSHY (its like they saved up all of the love for these last few episodes...they couldve spread it out throughout the season) You can kiss him here to end the date...I picked passionate snog (obvi)

You get back to the villa and Alfie asks if you had fun with Suresh 🙄 and you can tell him it was the best date you've had in a while and he gets all surprised. SIR!!! Dana asks if anything exciting happened on the date and Suresh tells them he asked to be exclusive and again Alfie is shocked!!! MY GUY IF U DONT SCRAM!! And hes taken aback by you confirming that your together. Like I literally never gave you the impression I wanted to get back with you. I told you we were just friends!!

You get a text that your going shopping for the prom...and the clothes are a mixture of new and used items. (it's like what they did for LI this year) Im kind of here for the sustainable fashion! I picked the black outfit because I wanted to match Suresh 😭🥰 Kat is literally saying she hopes her outfit doesnt turn anyones head. This is the Kat we know not the melty one in episode 40 that seemed genuinely happy for MC and Suresh 💀

Suresh is SUPER melty again and talking about how lucky he is and how incredible you look...everyone starts dancing and having a good time and Kat gets up and dances on a table...feels like our time to shine besties.

GEM SCENE: Show some sexy moves yourself...MC climbs onto a different table and starts dancing too. You pull out your sexiest moves eyes locked on Suresh the whole time and he whispers that you have better moves than Kat (he whispered so it doesnt all kick off, smart man)

a romantic song comes on and Suresh's hands are on your waist and he asks if theyre in the right place..you can tell him to put them on ur bum 🤭 he says not wasting any time are we? and he slides his hand on your bum...sexual chemistry and eye contact is off the charts. Everyone stops dancing to watch MC and Suresh (creeps) and says that you both really do look so good together and he agrees and you can kiss him again. We got some tongue in this one but they described it as NSFW LMAO WHAT??! "you imagine the other islanders blushing as they watch this raw animalistic display of passion." LITERALLY FB...EL OH EL

Time for declarations of love...its been feeling like this whole episode is a declaration but alrightttyyy lets go...Suresh asks for more private time to write the speeches...DUH!

SURESH GEM SCENE: he talks about how the summer has been a rollercoaster with lots of ups and downs but he cant believe you two made it to the finish line and that hes so happy to finally be together again. He says he feels them going the distance when they leave. You can tell him you feel the same way. He starts to give you his declaration but stops and asks what vibe your going for with urs...fun and flirty, honest and heartfelt or its a surprise. I picked honest and heartfelt. ALSO BITS SCENE..you can go all the way on the roof terrace. just fair warning these scenes are fast and furious. never seen anyone take off their clothes and bone as fast as them. BUT IM DOING THEM ALL REGARDLESS LOL

You walk down to the front of the villa and its decked out with huge love heart of flowers and declarations begin...Alfie is first AND YOUVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME THAT HE MENTIONS MC IN HIS SPEECH TO DANA. The desperation knows no bounds. Dana goes next and she agrees that there was never anything romantic between them but hes a great guy blah blah...SHE ALSO LOOKS AT MC LOLOL guys IM EXCLUSIVE WITH SURESH !!

Finns next and his declaration is all about Kat, he doesnt even look at MC and honestly I was expecting him to after both Alfie and Dana did. Kat goes next and she starts off negative which made me think she was going to break up with him LOL. But alas she gets super melty in hers too and its Kat and Finn for life! you can cheer them on or ignore them. I cheered because im not gonna be salty...I chose Suresh after all.

Suresh's turn!! he seems emotional and nervous 🥹🥹he says we radiate beauty, power, honesty and wit and that we amaze him with everything we go 😭😭 he says he'll never make the same mistakes again, that he's been immature and MC has put him in his place 🥰, he says he tried to move on and tried to let us move but there was always a force that brought them back. He says he doesnt deserve MC that shes a better person than him but its made him realize he can be a better person too 😭 and hes excited to start showing you this with actions and not just words (damn right!) you can tell him the speech was beautiful here 🥰

MCs turn! You have an option to tell him he's incredibly sexy, not physically your type or that looks aren't everything (LMAO) I chose the first...again you can choose re: his personality that its perfect, sucks or not everything. you can tell him you're loved up...but I havent seen any I loves you yet.

OMG OMG NO LMAO NO NOT MC HAS THE RING IN HER POCKET. IM SCREAMING!!!! LMAOOOOOO THEY WANT US TO PROPOSE TO SURESH....GAGGING....OMG OMG OMG LMAO.....ok but im obviously gonna do it...gots to see it through!! I proposed to suresh but CLIFFHANGERRRR

#litg ex in the villa #litg suresh x mc #litg mc #litg suresh #litg s5 #litg #litg spoiler #litg spoilers #love island game #love island the game #love island the game: ex in the villa #exinthevilla #ex in the villa

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hopeshoodie · 2 years

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Who is the Most Problematic (TM) S2 Islander?

So I know this is literally the most absurd thing to do but I’ve decided to do it anyways.

One of the things I like most about LITG S2 is how it’s just a bunch of flawed people making mistakes and trying to get along- and that results in them doing really shitty things to each other. I’ve provided cursory lists of things people have done wrong, mostly to try and point out flaws in characters that people insist are perfect, but then it wormed into my decaying brain that I don’t know, quantifiably, which character is THE most toxic. Like I know who I like best and think did the least wrong, but I don’t know who consistently did bad things across the whole season the most. And not knowing bothers me.

So. I decided to make a spreadsheet of all the ‘bad’ things every character did across the entirety of Season 2 to quantifiably prove who is the most problematic. I made both an excel spreadsheet and a google docs table because there is something deeply wrong with me. But here’s the google doc if you want to see all the events I counted.

Warning, it is 28 pages long

To keep the data fair, I created a rubric and played through the most neutral route I can think of: a loyal Bobby route.

For the rubric, my criteria was

Number of incidents (each bad thing done was worth 1 point)

The severity of the action (on a scale of 1 point to 5 points, 1 being a little rude to 5 being cruel). This column is admittedly the most subjective, it’s based on my perception of how ‘big of a deal’ each thing is. But I felt like I needed an element to differentiate between Gary being weird and Blake outright bullying MC. Looking back across my data, this column should have been used more liberally to differentiate. I don’t think I gave any one incident higher than a 3, which I probably should have. But alas, it’s way too much to go back and correct.

Number of people directly impacted by the action (.5 of a point for each person). I’m not counting ‘everyone was annoyed that Priya and Lottie are yelling at each other’, only people directly involved, thus making it worse because you’re directly hurting more people

The duty/obligation the offending character to the people impacted (1 little to no obligation to 5 an explicit obligation- they’re official in their relationship or have set clear boundaries) this is the most important element of any conflict, imo, because it’s the expectations that have been broken. If your S3 LI makes you a bologna sandwich and it’s the first time they’re cooking for you, versus if you’ve been dating for over a year and they know you’re a vegetarian, the action is the same but one is clearly much worse. A lot of the legal cases my firm has tried hinge on the ability to prove that there was a duty owed- because we can all agree ‘x’ was a shitty thing to do, but if the person didn’t know it was shitty or had no reason NOT to be shitty, they’re not liable in the court’s eye. Again, I should have been more liberal with high numbers in this column, but I wasn’t.

As for the route I played through, I didn’t think it would be fair to be mean to characters then hold their reactions as proof of their character. I would generally hope that we are more than our reactions to those who antagonize us. It also doesn’t seem fair to break up with the LIs then hold that against them- and I cannot possibly play every single route and count every comment they make at MC against them. It’d be more data to play every single route with this in mind, because some LIs like Marisol and Gary are shitty to MC only when she’s on their route, but I just can’t possibly replay that much. So I THINK the most neutral route to play is a loyal Bobby route, because most of the nonsense Bobby does is irrelevant to if you’re romancing him. I’ve also been as nice as humanly possible to everyone and stayed out of/didn’t fix conflicts. Ideally, I would play another game and do the exact same thing, but be mean to literally everyone/break up with everyone to see them at their worst (so we have the two ends of the spectrum). But I can barely get through one replay…. So…….

With that being said and the shared google doc being my data collected, here are my conclusions. The most problematic islanders are:

Total Points (most problematic):

Lottie- 339 points

Hope- 297.5 points

Noah - 178 points

Gary- 151.50 points

Priya -142 points

Marisol- 137.5 points

Chelsea - 108.5 points

Bobby- 97.5 points

Graham - 88 points

Lucas - 56 points

And the people who had the highest impact per incident (the average of their points and the amount of incidences is highest). I wanted to quantify that because obviously we can’t account for what would have happened if Jakub, Rocco, Shannon, Jo, or Blake were in the season for longer and there’s no way they could amass points in the same way someone who was there all season could. So those people are:

Rocco - 6.25 points per incident

Jakub- 6.14 ppi

Noah- 6.14 ppi

Henrik - 5.69 (NOTE: every incident Henrik gets points for Lucas also gets points for, but Lucas also has additional unique incidences that are less bad and thus bring down his average. So Henrik is really here because he’s too nice, aside for the very few times that he’s incredibly inconsiderate)

Blake - 5.5 ppi

Felix - 5.5 ppi (same deal as Henrik, he’s just in very few conflicts aside from when he’s treating MC badly, which all the other CA boys do, he just has nothing outside of those to bring down his average)

Priya - 5.26 ppi

Elijah - 5.25 ppi (same as Henrik and Felix)

Hope - 5.22 ppi

Rahim - 5.22 ppi

And then here are some random observations I made whilst finishing this project

Bobby gets offensive/unkind to others only when Henrik and Lucas enter- is he feeling threatened and doesn’t normally act like that?

Lottie was supposed to ‘grow’ throughout the season, but really her data reflects that she was simply getting into less disagreements, not necessarily that the comments/actions she was doing in late game were less cruel than when she started.

Conversely, Marisol ABSOLUTELY got meaner throughout the season. She started very much minding her own, but at the end she’s trying to make people jealous and making shady comments to others and generally being a lot more unkind to those around her (Rahim also has this to an extent). Maybe she’s just burnt out from filming or in letting her guard down her actions become more hurtful.

The women have a LOT more incidences than the men. Chalk that up to MC spending more time with them, maybe, because they certainly spend a lot more time on screen than the men do and take an active role in most conflicts.

#litg #now i can rest eternally #this was such a huge undertaking #the worst part was the loyal bobby route ngl #final queue

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acefaun · 1 year

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hi 🙂 I want to know how the zodiac gods will react if they found mc cheating on them with another god who works for the king. Please Please Please make it an angst.

Human Weakness

Synopsis: Your boyfriend so often treats you as less of an equal without thinking about how you might feel. So… Why should you feel guilty for falling in love with another god who works for the King?

✨Masterlist✨ Female Goldfish!

A/n: Angst, AnGsT, ANGST!! 💀 You have no idea how much I wanted to make MC cheat on them with my Goddess OC Ophiuchus. 💀 I made her last year and never mentioned her or used her for anything so I want to change that this year. I’ll get around to writing her backstory sometime and maybe about her relationship with MC. For now…Male-Ophiuchus! Ophiuchus was the only way I could get myself to write about cheating… I don’t know how many more of these I can write.

–Word Count: 5,133 –

He was a lovely god… by all means, you should have brought up how you felt with him rather than pouring your heart out to some stranger you ran into in the palace.

All you could admit was that you weren’t having the best of days when you first met Fi, the god of Ophiuchus. He was kind and considerate, unlike how you’d come to see your boyfriend. Fi was willing to listen to what was bothering you and try to help you fix the situation. After all, similar to how Ichthys could heal wounds, Fi had the power to heal emotional wounds. You wouldn't have believed it if you didn't experience it yourself.

When you were first introduced to a relationship with a god, you expected a little more communication between the two of you. You had a fairly good idea on how relationships were supposed to work. You were positive it didn’t include flirting with all the goddesses he came across.

Though, to be fair, you knew the zodiac gods were like that before you started dating your boyfriend. You should’ve known better than to place your heart in the hands of a god who didn’t take care of you like he was supposed to.

So… what was it to him if you started seeing someone who treated you like you mattered? Ophiuchus treated you like you were the only person in the universe. Who could blame you for wanting someone like that who took care of you?

You happened to be in the Heavens searching for your zodiac god when you literally ran into Fi, the god you’d fallen head over heels for. He grinned down at you, surprised to find you lost in the palace all by yourself—similar to how you first met. “My goddess, it’s a pleasure to run into you around here. Such a rare sight.”

“Rare?” You questioned, your eyebrow lifting. “I feel like I’m here more often than that. But I feel like you see me more often than I show up in the palace.”

“How else am I supposed to make sure he didn’t upset you again?” Fi’s gaze softened as he reached out to caress your cheek. “I can sense your heart in shambles once again… How do they not realize how fragile you are?” He was mostly muttering to himself, but you heard him.

You looked down, avoiding his gaze. He wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t like we could do more than point out everything that was wrong. “I’m tired of acting like it’s okay. Why is it he can speak to anyone he wants but I know he’d be angry to find me meeting with another god? He- He doesn’t care how I feel!”

“You're getting worked up over this,” Fi pointed out, his hands resting on your shoulders to steal your attention. “Take in a deep breath for me. Good, good. Now let it out sloooowly.” He smiled pleasantly as you did as he instructed. “Now, why don't you tell me what happened this time?”

That was something you loved about Ophiuchus… He was willing to listen to everything to get it off of your chest—literally. The problems you divulged to him felt less intimidating and less of an emotional weight on your shoulders.

Sighing, you explained, “Well, it started at the mansion. I went visit him… to clear things up. I took your advice and decided to talk to him about how I was feeling. I tried to be honest… But he just brushed me off, like how I felt didn't matter!”

“That’s not very nice,” Fi agreed, tapping his chin in thought. “Did he say anything unpleasant to you?”

“Well…” Your cheeks puffed out, glancing at the floor before Fi directed your attention back on him. “He acts like he owns me. I mean, I understand I'm just a human with stars in my eyes, but I have feelings just like he does!” It was like he noticed your tears before you did. His thumbs were delicately brushing your cheeks, silently encouraging you to continue. “Well… He got mad… As if I'm not entitled to my own feelings or something. So he told me to go home and left me. Though… None of this would have happened if I'd just stayed quiet. He wouldn't have gotten mad at me. So… Is it wrong that I came to apologize to him?”

Fi’s eyebrows furrowed, as he took your quivering hands in his. “You have no reason to apologize. I wish you wouldn't chase him so.”

Your eyes trailing down to his chest, you timidly asked, “Can… you hug me?”

His gaze softened before he pulled you into his arms, caressing your head gently. “You deserve much more than that cruel god is giving you. My poor (Name)... Won't you rely on me and let me be your strength?”

You gnawed on your bottom lip before replying, “You asked me that already. You've been taking care of me and granting my wishes.”

He couldn't help but let a handsome smile slip across his face. “Hearing your answer a second time makes me feel like my efforts of taking care of you aren't going to waste. Let me be your pillar; let me be your happiness; let me be your light in the dark; let me be your forever-healing snake-bearer, the God of Ophiuchus.”

“Yes,” you quietly agreed, your fingers desperately gripping into his department uniform. “Heal me. Make it stop hurting…”

He gently tilted your head up toward him as he had done many times that you'd been seeing him, lowering his own just enough for his lips to softly land against your willing ones.

♌️♌️♌️

Leon’s first reaction was to jump in immediately and interrupt the two of you, but he had to pause at seeing the way your arms wound around Ophiuchus’ back. Were you… actually openly accepting this god’s touch? He was pissed, needless to say, and his desire to take back what was his was strong.

Only… that was the problem, wasn’t it? He recalled your words from earlier. At the time he thought you were just complaining about him for the sake of complaining—Karno did that all the time. You didn’t like how controlling he was or how he treated you like an object. Honestly, you were a goldfish—you were his goldfish. Why was there a special protocol for how he was supposed to treat you? He loved you and you loved him. Wasn’t that enough for you? Well… come to think of it, perhaps he asked too much of such a lower creature. Still, he would not apologize for chasing you into the arms of another man. His pride was too strong for that.

If you want to cheat on him, then by all means, go ahead! It’s not like that funny feeling in his chest was heartbreak or anything. He knew that when Ophiuchus was finished with you, then you’d be running back into his arms in no time. Of course… that’s contemplating the fact of if Ophiuchus could even mess up as badly as he had… If Leon had taken your words into consideration then you wouldn’t have had to go to anyone else to feel genuinely cared for.

Turning on his heel, he had seen enough. He didn’t need to start something with a rejected zodiac.

♋️♋️♋️

Karno always thought Ophiuchus was a kind god who placed other’s feelings before his own, but clearly he was mistaken. Fi most certainly did not take Karno’s feelings into consideration upon choosing to devour you—wait. More importantly, did he even get your consent to be doing this?

Judging by the way your arms wrapped around Fi in return, Karno had his heart-breaking answer. You were cheating on him… that was the only thing he could see as he unabashedly watched the two of you.

In some manners, it made sense to him. Karno had been the cause of your grief for a long time coming—it was only a matter of time before your relationship fell apart. It was just that… this was not how he was expecting it to happen.

He was at least certain of it being due to how he ruined your life as a child and proceeded to hide the evidence by erasing your memories… or the fact that he failed as a guardian from the dark gods… or maybe you even suspected him of being unloyal. Any of the reasons were plausible.

Still, why with Ophiuchus? Of all the gods in the Heavens~ No, Ophiuchus was a nice man—an upstanding member of the Zodiacs. He might have deserved you more than Karno who only ever blundered your relationship.

Regardless… he would be sure to slip extra spices in Ophiuchus’s plate at their next gathering. It wouldn’t fix his heartache from losing you… but it would be an opportunity to see Fi in pain.

♒️♒️♒️

Huedhaut felt like he was losing Clotho again. He finally got her back and- Wait. No. You weren’t Clotho. It was just a similar feeling to losing her that plagued his heart.

Since Clotho’s departure Huedhaut had to admit that his heart had frozen over into a solid state. With his emotions at the bare minimum, it wasn’t surprising that he rarely ever spoke to gods outside of the two departments. Nevertheless, he knew of Ophiuchus, the god kissing you now. Fi was friends with Clotho as well—two strange peas in a pod.

But… perhaps things were always destined to be this way. Perhaps Huedhaut was always meant to have a frozen heart. It was what he deserved for being such a sinfully greedy god. He didn’t deserve your love and affection—he’d only be the death of you too. Besides… so as long as he kept reminiscing about Clotho, he would never truly be able to handle your relationship.

He had faults… the same as any other god—the same as Ophiuchus. It was just that you chose to find Hue’s faults and put them on display for him. You showed Hue what a nasty color envy was on him when you would point out that you weren’t telling him who he could and couldn’t talk to. He got comfortable in his relationship and started being social again—something that really came back to bite him in the ass. Meanwhile, he tried to control your contact with other men—how was that fair? It made sense you’d resort to cheating on him as a viable method of getting what you desired.

Yes, this reminded him of losing his beloved once again. But that was fine. You could be happy with Ophiuchus… Huedhaut would simply resign himself to being alone and frozen-hearted once again.

♉️♉️♉️

Teorus didn’t understand why you were letting Ophiuchus do this to you… You were literally accepting him on top of you. He knew you didn’t notice him standing there, which made it even worse. You weren’t purposefully doing this in front of him to make him jealous; you were doing this because you were cheating on him.

His cheeks flushed in irritation. Why did you get upset with him for talking to other goddesses when you were seeing this god behind his back?

Teorus always thought Ophiuchus was a strange god… so, what did he have that Teo didn’t? Teo was supposed to be your Prince Charming; who was this guy to steal you from under him?

What was this feeling in his chest…? He was angry, he was jealous, but he was…. sad? No… He knew what sadness felt like. This was something else—something more intense that went deeper than petty sadness.

Still, maybe you were right… He expected too much. If he had listened to your complaints and actually attempted to be a better god, then maybe you wouldn’t be in someone else��s arms, your lips on his.

So, he had no reason to be angry at Ophiuchus for something that was his fault. Teorus chased you into the arms of another god and he didn’t give you the light of day to express your feelings to him. He supposed… he didn’t deserve you. More than that, you deserved someone who was going to care for you unconditionally… someone who wasn’t a god like him.

♑️♑️♑️

Aigonorus stared blankly at first. The sensation of being betrayed hit him harshly once again. Only… this was different. You never dated him for status or to use him for his powers as a wishes god. You never had any ill intent with him. You loved him because he was himself. So… what happened?

Last time the love of his life left him for someone else, it was probably in his best interest to let go. But… you… he didn’t want to lose you. You were the first person to genuinely love him and accept his heralds—and his heralds liked you too! They rarely liked anyone other than Aigo.

So, why did you go to Ophiuchus? It couldn’t have been a matter of who was more powerful or more prestigious. Aigo was a zodiac god while Ophiuchus barely made it as an actual member. By all means, Aigo was more powerful—but… that’s not what this was about. He knew you’d never be so heartless and petty.

He tried to think about it, not coming up with any viable answers right away. Unless this had something to do with your argument a short while ago. He doesn’t remember much, having been half asleep at the time. He only recalled you complaining about him not treating you like a person… He wondered how he seemed to treat you then.

Blinking, he noted the way Ophiuchus looked at you like you were the only one in the world. Didn’t Aigo look at you like that? No… his face was usually too apathetic no matter how he felt on the inside. No matter how he looked at it… he wasn’t treating you like you wanted, and he ignored your pleas for change. So, Ophiuchus was your change… Well, he resigned himself to his heartbroken feelings. It seemed like less than he deserved.

♐️♐️♐️

Tauxolouve’s eyes widened in confusion as he watched the two of you. In a way… this made sense. When he kissed you and saw your death, it wasn’t him standing beside you in your final moments. He should have seen this coming. But… someone like him couldn’t change overnight. He was too confident in his ability to keep you. He’d dated countless goddesses. Finding you, he just assumed that you wouldn’t leave him—that you were the one. He was used to being the one leaving the relationship. Why did he think it was impossible for someone to leave him?

You were wary of his womanizing ways ever since you met each other; he knew. He knew the other gods constantly overreacted about him being a big flirt, so he always thought your complaints were overreactions of the same nature. Your pleas fell onto deaf ears and now that he watched Ophiuchus sweeping you off of your feet, he wondered how far back it was that he went wrong.

The way Ophiuchus was looking at you, there was no way this was a new relationship that the two of you shared. In all the relationships he’d been in, he’d never been cheated on before. Was this perhaps what it felt like for a woman of his? Did they feel the heartache he was feeling when they watched him lightly chatting with other women? Was it accurate to compare the two scenarios?

Regardless, he knew he couldn’t blame you for seeking the love of someone as kind as Ophiuchus. Maybe if he’d been better at listening and granting your wishes he would have had a decent chance. Maybe he deserved this pain you were giving him. Just maybe… he deserved to be alone—a lesson on treating others how you wanted to be treated.

♎️♎️♎️

Zyglavis was the Minister of Punishments. By all means, he was the scariest god in the Heavens and no one would dare get on his bad side—no one but Ophiuchus, it would seem. Of all things, you had to go to the least qualified god to be a zodiac. Then again… this wasn’t about rank, he knew. You hadn’t dated Zyglavis because he was a Minister, just as you didn’t cheat on him for someone more powerful. Ophiuchus was beneath him in all manners, but you still went to him.

How did this happen again? He was always so busy with work that he didn’t recall you ever being this displeased with him. Though, perhaps that was why you had shouted at him earlier in the day when he was in a rush to return to the Heavens. But really, what were you? You were a human. Did you truly need his attention at all hours of the day? If he had the time he would have willingly given it to you—yet his negligence was what led to this.

The scowl on his face was steadily replaced with sad eyes. He couldn’t imagine that the one person he loved would betray him so easily… Then again, he betrayed you, didn’t he? He neglected you until you ran to someone else’s arms. His heart full of ache, he turned. It was the first time anyone considered giving a stick in the mud like him a fraction of their affection and he’d lost it all because of his horrid personality. Though, that wasn’t something that could change overnight. If you were happy with Ophiuchus… then so be it.

♏️♏️♏️

Stupid woman! Scorpio couldn’t help but glare at the two. First you yelled at him that morning, next thing he knew you were in the Heavens with your lips all over Ophiuchus. Well, it could have been the other way around and he would have had every reason to kick his ass. Only… You looked like you were eagerly kissing him back. His cheeks flushed in frustration. Acting would only make you hate him more than you already did.

But… If you were cheating on him then why should he feel remorse if he were to punish his subordinate for touching his goldfish? In fact, shouldn't he punish both of you?

Sighing, the building irritation slowly escaped him. He didn't need to cause a scene. Besides, Scorpio knew he didn't have a clue on how to make you happy—you fell in love with him regardless, and you stuck to that decision. You tried your best to teach him how to have a nice relationship, but it was a waste of time in the end. All your lecturing couldn't help a hopeless case like him.

Ophiuchus could probably treat you better. At least he'd be able to hold your hand and not lose his mind over the gushy romantic crap that popped into your head. Though… He had to admit… He's sure he'll miss that the most. No one else showed him the kind of love you did… But it was too late for that. It was time for him to move on. He'd just… go back to being a puppet of the King.

♊️♊️♊️

Dui immediately turned away upon seeing you and Ophiuchus. He thought Ophiuchus was a nice god to have around—but there was such a thing as being too nice. Still, he didn't want Shadow to come out and deal with the nuisance himself. Though… What would the harm really be if Shadow came out? Dui hated this tense feeling in his chest. If Shadow came out, then he wouldn't have to deal with it—he wouldn't have to feel this way.

But… What made you go behind his back like that? Why Ophiuchus? He wanted to think that Fi was a horrible god and manipulated you into falling for him—but he was sure that wasn't the case. Fi was a decent person… enough that he wouldn't use his powers to manipulate someone. Besides… You were so nice. There would be no point in manipulating you. But… if you were really so nice then why were you cheating on him?

He had to wonder if it was what you were yelling about earlier… At the time he didn't really understand why you were yelling at him. I mean, did you really feel like he didn't treat you like a person? You said he treated you more akin to a pet but… it's not his fault you were such a cute goldfish. Was it so bad that he wanted to dote on you? And when he was too busy to be with you… Did you blame him? He liked humans, but maybe the way he treated you was too much. Ophiuchus would be the one to listen to your problems and help you, unlike him.

Not to mention you had your hands full with Shadow. Maybe you were tired of his split personality… Just like everyone else… Maybe this was better—for you, anyway.

♓️♓️♓️

It tempted Ichthys to just snap his fingers, showing Ophiuchus not to mess with a god like him, but he had to pause. He stopped himself for once, recalling that you had yelled at him earlier in the day for something similar. Come to think of it, amongst all of your yelling, you called him childish. Would pranking Ophiuchus out of jealousy be considered childish? And if you were to get caught up in his prank… That would mean you were right in accusing him of always treating you like a toy.

But he wasn't! When you first met each other, you liked his pranks and fun way of punishing people! When did you start resenting him for what he did best? Was it because he teased you too much? Just what did you think was so childish about him?

You had been through a lot with him—you saved his life, to put it simply. If it weren’t for you, then he would have been okay with dying. But what was he supposed to do now that you were with Ophiuchus? Were you happy with him? You looked happy… That’s all he ever wanted for you. All of his jokes and pranks were all to make people smile—especially you. But he couldn’t even do that much for you. Frowning, his eyes averted from you to the floor. If Ichthys couldn’t make you happy then you clearly didn’t need him. He couldn’t help but laugh to himself quietly as he abandoned the scene. It looked like he was back to square one. Without you… he supposed he could go back to waiting until the end—pranking his days away and hoping to see someone smiling from it. In the meantime… maybe he could catch a glimpse of just a few more of your smiles.

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Partheno had rarely felt his demon blood flaring up in him, but seeing Ophiuchus touching his goldfish just made him feel much more possessive than usual. Immediately, his only desire was to see Ophiuchus punished, but of course, he had to stop himself from lashing out or using his powers. He was a god now, so he couldn’t just let such feelings take over without just cause. Though, this seemed like a just enough cause…

His eyes narrowed on you, in specific. He was the god of love so he knew very well what the two of you felt just by looking at your faces. He wouldn’t have believed it to be true if you hadn’t yelled at him just that morning. Evidently being a god wasn’t the only task he had to fulfill in your eyes. He had to ‘stop acting like he owned you.’ Though, what did that really mean? He was treating you like a loving partner, wasn’t he? He was keeping you by his side, making sure you weren’t flirting with anyone else while he wasn’t around—give those gods an inch and they’ll take a mile. Ophiuchus was a prime example of a god taking you for granted. He took advantage of your soft heart almost as soon as it was displayed.

Partheno couldn’t believe you fell so easily for someone like Ophiuchus, but there you were. Well, considering all he had ever done to you, you deserved someone better. He was a demon; he used your kindness against you—he used your love against you. How could he have ever expected you to forgive him for that, truly? Yes… he supposed he deserved for you to cheat on him. Maybe it was better for him to find out this way. Now he knew the pain that you felt when you found out who he truly was when he took you to the Under Realm. All the heartbreak was so raw and unfiltered. The god of love would bask in the feeling of heartbreak—he deserved nothing less.

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Krioff felt the flames rising to his hand before he could even register what he was really seeing. As much as he wanted to lash out with his flames and bring harm to Ophiuchus, he knew you were there and his priority was keeping you safe—it didn’t matter what the situation looked like or what the situation actually was. Though the carpet was singed by his flames—proof of him being there—he made a swift exit from the building, determined not to make a troubling scene. Besides, you had already yelled at him before because of his possessiveness.

But didn’t you know he was just trying to keep you safe? All of his efforts were only meant to ensure you didn’t wander off into someone else’s arms or go off and get hurt on your own. It was all thanks to past experiences—he didn’t want to take any chances with you. But, evidently it was too much for you to handle. You told him to stop breathing down your neck and he thought he was doing a decent job, but evidently it wasn’t enough. You wanted change from a god like Krioff who was nearly as immovable as a boulder.

But if you wanted something more from him, then maybe it was better you went to someone like Ophiuchus. Ophiuchus didn’t have the trauma as he did. Fi didn’t fight so hard to save his sister's life only to lose her—he wouldn’t know what loss was. Loss was what made Krioff hold you too hard. He suffocated you to the point where you desperately wanted to escape him. So… maybe you needed a soft god like Fi. Fi couldn’t hurt you with flames coming out of his hand… it was all the safer and better option. Anyone was the safer and better option when Krioff was the one getting compared.

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