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Tie Me to You/ Chapter 7

Chapter Summary: Mika and James announcement party has finally arrived. Too bad her father knows how to ruin everything.

Word Count: 4.9k

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of past child abuse and neglect, emetophobia, small amounts of violence (breaking some bones), and alcohol consumption.

This fanfic will explore heavier emotions and will have eventual smut. Minors DNI

Can also be found on AO3 X

The water filled my lungs

I screamed so loud, but no one heard a thing

Rain came pouring down when I was drowning

That's when I could finally breathe

And by morning, gone was any trace of you

I think I am finally clean

Clean- Taylor Swift

Chapter 7

She’s going to be ill.

Mika is a thousand percent going to vomit and ruin all the hard work she’s done to prepare for tonight. Her stomach won’t stop doing acrobatics and she’s only spent her day running back and forth doing tasks. Set up the decorations, clean the backyard, call the caterers back, and most importantly, that the supplies for the candlelight vigil for her grandfather are ready go. The list goes on. Everything she’s been doing was to keep her mind from drifting. She’s done all she can now, with three hours to go until the party, she has nothing to preoccupy her vicious thoughts.

Mika’s mind mostly consists of seeing her father and fearing the repercussions of her actions.

David makes her feel small, like she’s just a part of a checklist of his life.

Graduate top of class? Check.

Go to an Ivy League? Check.

Get married young? Check.

Get into the family business? Check.

Have a baby? Check.

Be a good father? Check.

Her father always had an uncanny ability to make her feel insignificant and dim. She believes his words, even if she knows in her heart, they aren’t true. It doesn’t stop the pain of knowing her father’s love comes with conditions. One’s that she has no want to fulfill. There’s the tiniest part of her, the part that is still a little girl, who craves her father's affections.

Mika wishes that part of her would shut up, would understand that there’s nothing she can do to make that man happy. She’s never been able to appease him without losing herself in the process.

Mika’s in the middle of retying the decorations on the staircase banister, gripping the ribbon tightly in her hands, she barely registers Damien’s hand stopping her.

She quickly snaps her head to look at him questioningly, her brows furrowed in confusion, before she sees all the brothers at the bottom of the stairs. Mika doesn’t like how they're looking at her. It’s a worried glance and it has her gritting her teeth in frustration.

Was she so lost in her own fears about her father she didn’t even hear all five of them enter?

“Mika, just breathe. Everything looks fine, the food caterers are here, and the sound system and bartender are already set up.” James tells her. “It’s going to be fine.” He shoots her a far too confident smile.

“That’s not,” She sighs looking at the five of them, “that’s not what my problem is. I mean, yes, I’m nervous but it’s not the party I’m worried about...” she states picking at the petals of the flower on the banister. Mika can’t meet their eyes. Not when they give her that look of pity.

“Your father won’t get near you.” Damien reassures her quietly.

While the thought was reassuring, it didn’t change the fact that her father’s cold looks and sharp tongue hurt more than any hit ever could. She shudders as the image of his anger floods her mind. Damien squeezes her hand reassuringly.

“It’ll be fine,” Sam’s gruff voice cuts in. He’s looking up at her, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. “Stick with me, I’ll be like your guard dog.” he offers with a crooked smile.

Matthew laughs boisterously and pats Sam’s back, “Sam can frighten anyone away!”

Sam’s eye twitches before he grabs Matthew by his head and shoves his little brother away.

Matthew’s hands fly up and he pouts, “I just styled my hair dude!” He walks away to find a mirror.

Erik rolls his eyes before walking up the stairs and guiding Mika away. “Go get dressed while we finish up. We got this.”

She doesn’t have a chance to argue before she’s being shoved into her room and the door closes behind her.

Around fifteen minutes before the guests are supposed to start arriving, there's a knock on her door. She’s at her mirror, staring at herself, trying not to feel the dread creeping its way up her throat.

“Come in.”

The door cracks open and it’s Erik. He’s giving her a soft reassuring smile. He’s in his own tux, a wonderful deep burgundy suit with a black undershirt. His own ginger hair is styled and out of his eyes, he’s quite handsome.

They were all handsome, she thinks, they were sex demons. Handsome and sexy is written into their DNA.

She turns to look at herself once more in the mirror, feeling inadequate. It’s the voice of her father seeping into the back of her head. She still hesitates to think she’s anything but plain looking.

Erik comes behind her and places his hands reassuringly on her shoulders, looking at her in the mirror.

“You look like a dream. I should know, since I picked out that dress.” he says proudly with a glowing smile.

Mika looked at her reflection, the dress was gorgeous. A wonderfully elegant plum, to compliment her bright green eyes. It didn’t wash her out and somehow made her darker hair look luxurious. Mika runs her hands down the fabric, trying to straighten out the silk. It clings to her body in a way that is flattering, but also makes her feel too seen.

“I don’t feel like a dream.” She replies, still feeling nauseous.

Erik shrugs nonchalantly, he grabs her wrist to drag her away from staring at herself. “Let’s go take a shot of courage together. Tonight will be fine, we’re all here for you. You don’t have to face anything you don't want to alone.” he encourages.

Mika nods, letting him guide her.

She plays Erik’s words on loop in her head. She doesn’t remember the last time she didn’t feel the burning sensation of isolation when it came to events like this. She was so used to playing her part at parties or events. Being a perfect daughter with her perfect family, even if it was only a ruse.

She easily follows Erik down to the bar and has the bartender pour them two shots.

“Cheers!”

She feels the liquor burn the back of her throat, but it’s better than the nervous somersaults in her stomach. She could do this.

Before her shot glass even lands on the counter there’s a solid hand on her exposed shoulder, holding her firmly. She looks up to see Sam raising a brow but with a slight smirk on his lips.

“Didn’t realize it was that part of the night yet.” he teases her.

She flushes a bit in embarrassment and shoves him lightly, he doesn’t budge. His muscular frame is much larger and bulkier than hers. She couldn’t move him if she wanted to.

“It’s just a shot of courage Sam relax.” Erik waves him off dismissively before walking away from the pair to go check on something else before the guests arrive.

As Erik leaves them Mika’s eyes roam Sam’s figure. He also is in a tux, but much different from Erik’s extravagant one. Sam’s is simple, a black suit with an emerald green tie sitting loose around his neck.

Mika reaches up to tie it. “Isn’t it too early to have a loose tie?” She shoots back at Sam looking up at him with a small teasing smile.

Once done, she runs her hands down the tie to make sure it sits perfectly. She pats his shoulders with a job well done to herself. Sam’s face is burning red as he looks down at her with wide eyes.

He coughs awkwardly, averting his eyes. “Thanks...” he mumbles.

She nods and chuckles to herself before walking away shaking her head.

As the evening progressed Mika’s emotions kept ping ponging around. Everything was moving in an increasingly fast blur. As members from her grandfather's company come pouring in, they immediately all make their way towards her. Each person offering their own condolences or some words of remembrance of her grandfather. She keeps her emotions in check, thanking every one of them properly. They lost him too after all.

There’s a lull in arrivals that gives Mika some reprieve from conversation. She feels herself deflate as she walks over to the open bar. She needs another shot. Her college friend group is mingling at one of the tables near the open bar and she smiles at them. Hoping that talking with them will settle her nerves some.

Mika feels someone watching her, not maliciously just watching. As she waits for her shot, she looks over her shoulder and sees Sam’s gaze meet hers while he stands at the door. Mika gives him a small smile and a halfhearted wave.

Sam shoots her a nod of acknowledgement. He’s watching out. Her parents hadn’t shown up yet, and a part of her prays they wouldn’t. Mika knows that her father wouldn’t miss a chance to save face though. It’s good to know Sam’s sharp gaze is watching. She feels a bit more secure knowing someone is looking out for her.

She wonders over to her friends after taking her shot, to try and relax a bit before she makes the announcement. It’s nerve racking that she’s giving up her title in the family company, but also freeing. James was right, her grandfather wouldn’t want her to be miserable. She just had to get through this party first.

Mika feels her parent's presence before she sees them. It doesn’t help that her friends' conversation slows, almost quiets completely. She feels the mood immediately change and she doesn’t want to turn to see them. Mika feels herself clamming up and her heart racing, she wants to run away. She does not want to be here; she can’t face her father.

Before Mika can even turn to look and spot her parents, there’s a large, warm, reassuring hand on her back. She looks up and sees Sam standing next to her. He’s not looking at her, but his glowering stare is enough to know who he’s directing that fire towards. Mika follows his gaze, and she sees her father, facing her, like he was about to come up. Sam’s aura is enough to send David running with his tail between his legs. Mika let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t worry about it, James is looking for you. It’s almost time.” Sam tells her, his eyes are hard as he still follows her father's movements.

Mika nods, looks to the top of the staircase and sees James up there with the sound system and microphone. It was time. She takes a shaky breath. She waves goodbye to her friends and walks over to the staircase. Matthew was blocking one of the entrance ways and Damien the other.

Matthew gives her a bright smile, “You’ll do great, and it’ll be over. Piece of cake!” he tells her reassuringly. She can only nod as she hesitantly walks up the staircase.

James is finishing setting up with the sound guy and gives her a thumbs up. “It’s ready to go when you are.” Mika can only give a tight smile. She’s not ready. It’s now or never though as Mika looks down over the banister to see people starting to form a crowd and the media outlets set up their own cameras.

Mika turns around to James, eyes wide in fear. James gently holds her shoulders, “You are okay. You are safe. You can do this; Harold wouldn’t want you to spend your life miserable.” His voice is firm and leaves no room for discussion.

Mika takes a deep, grounding breath. She walks up to the microphone and turns it on. It’s now or never. As much as her palms are sweating, she can feel her legs shaking, she knows she must do this. Or she’ll be trapped with her father forever. Her father who is looking up at her with an unamused face ready to pass his divine judgement. She will forever fall from David Anderson’s good graces, but Mika finds that she is asking herself if she was ever in them.

No, she settles on, she doesn’t think she ever was. Mika had to fight tooth and nail for her father’s love, and she doesn’t want it anymore.

The microphone feedback sounds in her ear, and she looks out amongst the crowd. She tries to find faces she is comfortable looking at. Her friends are all close together, which makes it easy. She also easily spots Erik, Matthew, and Damien. Sam’s disappeared but that’s okay. He’s been acting as security all night, so he’s probably busy. She looks towards her friends, who are all smiling and giving her a variety of thumbs up in reassurance.

Mika can do this. She smiles at the crowd and speaks into the microphone. “Welcome everyone from Anderson Toy Company! I’d like to say thank you for coming tonight. There will be a few announcements we will be making alongside hosting a celebration of life for my grandfather, Harold Anderson. The candlelight vigil will be held later this evening.”

There are a few mummers of excitement, but they settle quickly. Mika grips the microphone tightly, bracing herself.

“I know all of you are here to witness me step into the position of CEO since my grandfather selected me...” she pauses trying to find her voice. Hesitant to make her next statement. “I am here to tell you all I have hired a new CEO who will be taking my place in the company, starting tonight.”

The room is filled with gasps. The once silent room burst into noise. The camera flashes aren’t helping the immediate fear strangling her. She’s almost done, she just has to announce James.

Mika brings her shaky hand up with the microphone, trying to finish her statement.

“I know you all were expecting me to step into this role. I was prepared to sacrifice everything to do this.” Mika’s voice is small, and the room is silent to hear her again.

“After careful consideration, I cannot in good faith take the role of CEO.” She’s looking out at the crowd, finding her friends’ faces for comfort. “My grandfather left me the option to be CEO, but he would never have made me do it. Not if I wasn’t passionate. He would have wanted me to find something I cared about, like his toys!” Mika smiles to herself, knowing, in her heart, she’s right. She’s making the right choice.

“I welcome you all to regard your new CEO with the warmth and joy my grandfather would have. Please welcome James Anderson.”

Mika finishes and takes a step back, handing James the microphone.

“You did great,” he whispers to her before taking the microphone and walking forward to address the crowd.

Mika watches James for around two minutes before her nerves finally get to her and she needs to get away. James words mingle in the air, and she should be paying attention, but she’s truly going to be sick.

Mika slinks to the back staircase, the one closer to the kitchen in the back. She knows everyone's at the front, preoccupied by James, so no one should be in the back. She rushes into the hall bathroom and locks it. She’s looking at herself in the mirror and it feels like an out of body experience. Her dress feels too tight, her eyes are glassy, and she can feel the sweat dripping down her back. Mika only has about another split second before she hovers over the toilet retching up her nerves and the two shots of liquor in her stomach. She hasn’t been able to eat all day and the way she’s dry heaving proves it.

She feels better after the bile settles and her stomach stops acting like it wants to vacate her body. She stands back up, on shaky legs and wipes her mouth over the sink. Mika looks at herself again, this time she’s able to recognize herself. Her green eyes pierce through the mirror back at her. She’s in once piece, the world didn’t end, and she has some newfound freedom.

Mika nods to herself and leaves the bathroom.

“You ungrateful brat!” Mika’s vision goes blurry as she’s shoved against the closing bathroom door. There’s a tight, vice like, grip on her forearm. The voice hisses out to her, “You were left everything, and you take it all for granted!”

Mika looks up and sees her father’s cold eyes glaring down at her. Of course, he’d notice her walking away and he knew she’d be in the back. He knows this house like the back of his hand.

Mika tries to pry her arm away from her father, but his grip is iron. He pulls her closer, “You have let our family name tarnish within this company!” he whispers in his quiet rage.

“Let. Me. Go.” Mika growls out at her father, trying to pry his hand off her.

“No! Not until you understand that this is the biggest mistake you’ve ever made!”

Mika’s eyes are filled with fear as she looks to where the crowd is. Too far away. Everyone’s too far away. She can still hear James on the microphone discussing future plans and answering questions. She’s on her own. She squeezes her eyes shut; she should have just stayed upstairs.

“What are you going to do with that business degree, huh? Don’t you dare think I’ll be paying for those student loans!”

Mika flinches as she hears his voice, the tone, the anger... it’s making her shrink back into herself. She’s looking at the ground, pressing herself as close to the wall as possible. Mika should have known that he would corner her. David Anderson never made a scene public, especially when it came to discipling her. He always knew how to make her feel insignificant, even in public.

“I mean really Mika,” he scoffs at her, “did you really think you could just sleep your way out of your responsibilities? Whose son are you fucking to mess with me?! Who’s James?” David spits out.

His glare is so fierce she shrinks back into herself. She feels the hot shame of tears pricking her eyes and she tries to turn away from him.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you-” David’s voice cuts off.

The tight, bruising grip on Mika’s arm is gone suddenly and she sees someone step between them. Forcing her father to back up considerably.

“Didn’t you hear her? She said, let go.” Mika’s head whips up and sees Sam’s broad back. He’s using his large frame to block David; she can’t see her father past Sam’s muscular form.

Sam’s voice is low and demanding, she almost didn’t recognize it. She can see that Sam has her father’s hand tight in his grip. Crushingly tight.

“What are you deaf? Answer me.” Sam pushes, taking an intimidating step towards David.

“How dare you!” David growls out. He’s frantically trying to wiggle out of Sam’s inhuman grip. Fear filled his eyes.

Mika doesn’t think she’s ever seen her father afraid. He always seemed so untouchable.

“How dare I?” Sam questions back with a dry laugh and a tone that’s dangerously dark. Sam’s still gripping David’s hand. His grip is so tight, her father’s hand is a ghastly white.

“I’m not the one who’s attacking their own kid, am I?”

David scoffs, “I’m not hurting her. This is family business and none of your concern!” her father's voice cracks, giving away his false bravado.

“Oh? You sure about that?” Sam replies in irritation, he turns back towards Mika, who’s just been staring at his back. His face is hard as he narrows in on her forearm. She’s been clutching her arm to herself, trying to seem as tiny as possible. His green eyes look down, making eye contact with her, they soften as he takes her in.

“Can I see?” He motions quietly for her arm; she just nods numbly and holds her arm out hesitantly for him.

His touch is gentle, almost feather light, as he looks down and sees the hand shaped bruise forming. She sees his eyes flicker gold as his brow furrows. He clicks in tongue in irritation. He gently holds her arm out for David to see.

“She fell.” Her father says without hesitation.

She hears the bones crack with a sickening snap before she hears her father’s yelp of pain. Sam has broken or at the very least, severely fractured, her father’s hand.

“It’s in the shape of your hand... I suggest you apologize and leave before I shatter all the bones in your hand and convince James to fire you. Wouldn’t that be a scandal?” Sam threatens, his voice low and clearly angry.

His eyes are burning with rage, as he stares down at David. Sam almost towers over her father in this moment. As Mika stands next to Sam, she wonders how she was ever afraid of this small man, who is trying desperately to cling onto some power.

“Mika, I am your father! He can’t do this to me!” he shouts, trying to leer around Sam and force Mika to look at him. Force her to listen.

She almost would have, if it wasn’t for Sam. She’s gripping onto his suit jacket, clinging to his back. Sam turns to her briefly, “He needs to apologize to you.” Sam growls out.

She hears more bones cracking; Sam isn’t letting up until David apologizes to her.

The pain sends David over the edge, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry just let go of me!” her father cries out.

Sam doesn’t stop glaring but releases his hold, “Piss poor excuse of a father.” Sam bites out glaring down at David.

David clutches his fist to his chest, his fierce glare flighting between her and Sam. Mika hears the noise of the crowd dispersing, knowing that James is done with his announcements. Mika sees her mother walking towards them with a quirked brow.

“David what happened?” She asks him casually, looking lazily between Mika and Sam. “Forget it Laura, we’re leaving.” David says clearly biting his tongue.

Mika’s mother doesn’t say anything, just gives the briefest of waves as she rolls her eyes before walking behind her husband to exit.

Sam stays in front of Mika until he knows that her parents have left his line of sight. He turns around to face her, but her grip is still tight on his suit. Her body trembles as she leans her forehead against his back.

“Sorry, I...” Mika tries to talk but she just feels how dry her mouth is. She’s trying to breathe, but the whole event has her head swimming.

Sam gently coaxes her hand off and pulls her into his chest. One arm wrapped tightly around her body, rubbing soothing circles into her back. “It’s okay, it’s over.” he whispers into her hair.

She stays hidden in Sam’s embrace for a while. It isn’t until she hears more footsteps coming their way that she feels the need to pull back. She’s still in front of the only guest bathroom and she doesn’t need to be seen right now.

Mika looks down at her arm and makes a face, “I can’t cover this up...” she mumbles looking at the disgusting handprint on her forearm. It’s a ghastly purple with yellows flowering underneath it.

Her father’s left worse on her before.

“Stay put, I’m going to grab Erik. I’m sure he can help.” Sam tells her reassuringly. He waits for her to agree before running off.

Mika stands off to the side, holding her arm behind her back. She only noticed a handful of guests walking her way, all to use the restroom. She’s still safely tucked away from the major crowd. It doesn’t take more than a few minutes for Sam to come around the corner with Erik hot on his heels.

Sam looks over to Erik, like his brother has all the answers he needs. Mika pulls her arm forward for him to look over it. She can’t look them in the eyes, embarrassment flushing her face as she looks down. Her eyes spot Sam’s fists curling and uncurling in unspent frustration.

Erik hums in thought, before gently escorting her back upstairs. “I have something to fix this fashion wise. It’ll be fine.” he reassures.

Mika keeps her head down as Erik takes her into his room. She just stares blankly at the large bruise on her arm. Wishing she wasn’t so afraid, or that she could be different. Sam was the complete opposite of her. He came right up to her father and had no issues telling him to fuck off. Mika had never seen her father in that light. One where he was fearful and tiny. Seeing David like that, the man who could make her feel like she was nothing more than a pawn in a chess game...he was just as easily broken as her. Had he always been so small and frail?

“Foul man, I can’t believe he thought he could grab you like that! It’s a nasty bruise love.” Erik mumbles under his breath and he goes to dig around in his bin of costume pieces he was working on.

Erik’s daytime job of working as a tailor and designer paid off in moments like this. He had so many side projects he was working on, he just kept things and usually it worked out. Like in this moment as he pulls a gorgeous pair of black opera gloves out.

“If anyone asks you about the gloves, you’ve had them this whole time. Just gaslight them. Be confident.” he tells her with a wave.

She lets out a soft laugh, “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, just make sure you see Sam before you go out to mingle.” Erik says with his arms crossed. “He won’t say it, but he was worried. I haven’t seen him that furious in a minute.”

She’s pulling the gloves on and nods her head in acknowledgement. She needed to thank Sam properly.

Mika goes back down to the main entrance. She sees everyone has scattered about again. Off towards the side of the entryway, James is being interviewed by one of the many news outlets. She tries to avoid that, quickly walking in the opposite direction. The last thing she needs right now is a camera in her face. Mika’s eyes hunt to find Sam. She finally sees him leaning against the wall of the dining room. She smiles softly as she walks over to him.

His eyes catch hers and Sam perks up in attention. “You okay?” He asks her once she’s closer.

“As good as I can be.” Mika gives a shrug. She notices Sam’s eyes burning a hole in her arm, where they both know the bruise from David is.

“Thank you by the way...I don’t know what he would have done if you hadn’t stepped in.” Mika admits softly, trying to cover her arm with her hand.

The bruise may be hidden, but it still feels like a raw, open wound with the way Sam’s heavy gaze sits on it.

“I should have been quicker... You weren’t supposed to be alone.” he murmurs as he looks up at her. His eyes are so intense when he locks his with Mika’s it sends a chill down her back.

She’s moving before she can really register her actions. Mika grabs Sam’s hands, holding them tightly. “You were there, which is better than most...” her eyes fall to where their hands connect, “I’ve had worse.” she murmurs.

Sam opens his mouth to respond, but what he sees over her shoulder has him relaxing a bit. He gives her a crocked smile and nudges her. “Your friends are looking for you. Go, we can talk later.”

Mika gives him a puzzled look before turning to look. Her small group of friends are congregating at the closest standing table just watching her. One of them wiggles their brows suggestively at her. She flushes and rolls her eyes at them.

“I, uh, yeah. We’ll talk later.” Mika rushes out and turns on her heels to her friends. She hears Sam laughing behind her.

“Sooooooo,” one of her closest friends, Suzu, teases with a vicious grin, “Who is big, bulky, and broody?”

Mika groans and reaches over to swat at her friend. A blush still creeping up her neck. “He’s just a friend! Could you not?”

Her friend just hums in amusement, “Sure, friends. Haven’t heard that one before.”

Mika groans in annoyance.

The night ends with the vigil for her grandfather. James and her usher everyone out to the backyard. Damien and Matthew hand out candles to each person as they go through the doors. Once outside Sam and Erik are lighting the candles. By the time Mika and James make it outside, there’s little space left. Almost everyone who came for the announcement stayed for the vigil to honor her grandfather.

It warms her heart, knowing so many people did truly care.

“Thank you all once again for coming, I’d like to take this time to talk about my grandfather, Harold Anderson. He gifted me so many things throughout the years, but nothing will ever compare to the love he left me.” She looks out at the crowd and her eyes stop as she looks at the incubi brothers who have steamrolled their way into her life.

“I hope we all learn to love and give back like my grandfather.” Mika says sincerely with a smile.

#seduce me the otome #seduce me #seduce me otome #seduce me sam #seduce me james #seduce me mika #seduce me matthew #erik seduce me #seduce me damien

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ameera-bartholemew · 1 year

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HOW WOULD THE INCUBI REACT TO YOU FALLING ASLEEP SOMEWHERE RANDOM

Like perhaps the dining table or in the study/library or something hdhdhdhdbs

im alive (resurrected TWICE)

also AWW THIS PROMPT

sweet sweet sweetness today

James: When he walks in and sees you fast asleep in the library near an open book that he’s been reading, his heart melts. You look so peaceful, in your own world. He can’t help but admire your delicate state but then gently carries you up to your room, careful not to wake you. Once you’re tucked in he lays beside you, gazing at your lovely face and falling in love all over again.

Erik: He calls your name but promptly stops after seeing you snoring in the dining room. He can’t help but chuckle, you just look too cute! As quickly as he found you, Erik takes you up to your bedroom and covers you both in blankets. He massages your body, knowing just the right spots to ease. You unconsciously cuddle near him, and he smiles, knowing that he can’t wait to spend the rest of his life with you.

Sam: Sam’s loud stomps can be heard throughout the house, which he doesn’t really care until he finds you fast asleep in the bathtub, the water swaying against your body. His face goes red, embarrassed that he found you like this, but begins to feel calm just looking at you asleep. He stays there for awhile, gazing at your face and thinking about how much he’s in love with you, until you eventually wake up.

Matthew: Matthew stares in shock as he found you gently snoring on the stairs. How sleepy did you get that you couldn’t make it to the bedroom? He disregards this and smiles, seeing how deep you were sleeping. He decides that he’ll join you, putting his head near yours and slowly falling asleep, knowing that the love of his life will be right next to him when he awakes.

Damien: Gentle footsteps echo in the halls, searching for you. Damien goes through every room and feels relief when he finds you in the study, sleeping on top of an open book. He audibly ‘aws’ and finds another chair to accompany you. His hands find his way to your hair, softly caressing it before he too falls asleep, thinking about how adorable you look when you’re sleeping.

#seduce me the otome #seduce me otome #incubi #seduce me damien #damien incubus #james incubus #sam incubus #seduce me erik #seduce me james #erik incubus #seduce me sam #seduce me matthew #matthew incubus

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cjsarchive · 1 month

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nothing specific, just would love some fluff from the boys :)

I ended up getting super indulgent when writing this:3. Hope you enjoy!

(Platonic)

Another Day-Incubi x Reader

After eating breakfast with the incubi, I began simply walking around the house, trying to pass time as they all separated to their own endeavors. I stopped walking when I heard some music playing as I walked past one of the rooms. I peered inside to see Erik in his room that he shared with James. He was playing a portable piano. He had a furrowed brow as he continually hit one note over and over. I gently knocked on the door.

He looked up at me and smiled, “Oh! Hello, princess. Come in.”

“Hey, Erik,” I said as I walked towards him, “What are you working on?”

“Ah, I'm just working on a song I recently came up with. I am however having a bit of trouble unfortunately.”

“Oh? How so?”

“I’m struggling to continue the song.” He sighed looking back down at the keys.

I thought for a moment, “Well, I don’t know much about the piano, but maybe I could try to help a bit? If that’s okay with you.”

Erik let out a gentle smile, “As generous as always, Princess.” He scooted over to make some space for me on the chair he was sitting on and I sat down beside him.

“Can I hear what you have so far?”

Erik nodded and began to play his piece. It was very calming. My eyes slowly fell closed and I focused on the music. That was until he suddenly hit a sour note and the song ended. He groaned.

“I don’t know how to continue from that part. I can’t get inspiration for it.”

“Well what gave you inspiration for the rest of the song?”

Erik chuckled, “When we all watched the sunset together the other day. That truly was beautiful.” Erik thought for a moment, “Can you tell me about a time in your life you thought was beautiful?”

“Yeah, sure.” I proceeded to tell him about one of the most beautiful moments of my life. I tried to go into as much detail as possible, hoping that will truly help him get the feel of it. Erik took some time to really visualize my words before he tried playing again. The note that was once sour flowed seamlessly. Erik was able to come up with a few more notes for his song as I watched. It was amazing to see him in his element like this.

Once Erik was finished, he smiled brightly, “Thank you, Princess. What would I do without you?” He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed my knuckles, “You truly are inspiring.”

I smiled, “You’re the artist, Erik. You’re the one that’s inspiring.”

I left Erik alone to finish his song in private. As I left his room, Matthew was walking past carrying a load of snacks.

“Oh, hey!” He smiled at me.

“Hey, Matthew. What are you about to do?”

“I was gonna go find something new to watch on tv. You wanna watch tv with me?”

“Sure!”

“Awesome!” He smiled his goofy grin at me, “Come on.” I followed Matthew to his and Damien’s room. We settled down onto Matthew’s bed and he laid out the snacks before looking to me, “You can have whatever you want! I don’t mind.”

I giggled slightly, “Thank you,” I said before taking some snacks for myself. “So, what were you thinking about watching?”

“Hmm, I don’t know. Nothing too serious. Are there any shows you recommend?” Matthew handed me the tv remote.

“Hm, I don’t really know either.” We both chuckled before I turned on the tv and started scrolling through channels. I stopped scrolling when I came across a channel playing Family Feud, “Have you seen this show?”

“Nope. What is it?”

“It’s a game show. The host is super funny. Definitely makes the show a whole lot better.”

“Let’s watch it then!” He smiled. I smiled in return and clicked play on the tv. We didn’t expect to get so into the show so quickly. We watched for at least a couple hours laughing at the host, the contestants, and ourselves as we tried to guess some of the answers as well. We both weren’t particularly good at guessing, which made everything even funnier. We were eventually interrupted by a knock on the door. Matthew told them to come in and in came James,

“Hello,” He greeted, “Lunch is ready whenever you’re ready to eat.”

“Alright, thanks, James!” I said as he gave us a warm smile and left the room. I turned back to Matthew, “Should we continue this another time?”

“For sure! This was so fun! It’s always awesome hanging out with you!” He beamed a bright smile at me.

I couldn’t help the slight blush that appeared on my face, “Thank you! That makes me so happy to hear.” I smiled back at him.

“It’s the truth!” I giggled and thanked him again before we both went down to eat lunch.

After lunch, I entered the living room to see Sam playing a shooter game on the big screen. He seemed focused on his game, so I simply sat down beside him on the couch and watched.

“Whaddup, doofus,” He said simply, not taking his eyes off the screen.

“Hey,” I said in return. We went back to sitting in silence as he finished this round.

“Damnit!” He cursed as he lost.

“What’s the objective of this game?”

“Get chests and take out other players.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, pretty simple. You wanna join in?”

“Really?”

“Yeah. There’s a multiplayer mode.”

“Alright, I’ll play!” Sam passed me the second controller. I found the multiplayer mode and chose my weapon. Sam quickly gave me the rundown of the game and controls before we started our first match. I quickly realized it was not ‘pretty simple.’ I definitely was nowhere near as good as Sam was, it was almost embarrassing.

“Sam, where did you go?!” I exclaimed.

“I ran off already! Why didn’t you follow me?!”

“I got distracted, sorry!” He laughed at me as I quickly tried to catch up to him.

“Where are you?! I don’t know where I'm going! Ugh!” I shouted again as Sam guffawed at my frustration. I jokingly hit him on the shoulder.

“Alright, alright. Do you see that building in front of you?” He pointed at the screen, “I’m in there. Go there.”

“Okay, I’m going.” As I was headed towards the building, I was suddenly shot at and my character fell down and died. Sam didn’t even try to hold down his laughter.

“You got some terrible fucking spatial awareness, doofus!”

“Shut up,” I started to laugh as well. We continued playing for a while. Well, it was more of me dying repeatedly while Sam practically howled in laughter at me. I managed to kill myself with my own grenade at one point.

“Sam! Help! People are shooting at me!”

“Just shoot back, doofus!” But it was too late because I was already dead again. The round ended and I fell back on the couch in defeat.

“That was humiliating,” I joked. Sam fell back with me and reached over to ruffle my hair.

“Don’t worry about it. Hell, you’re way better at other things.” I smiled at his statement.

“Thanks.”

“Heh, no problem.” We simply just laid there for a while, enjoying being in each other’s presence.

“I did have fun, believe it or not,” I sighed contently.

“I did too,” Sam reached and playfully nipped at my cheek, “You’re really cool, doofus.”

“Heh, you’re cool too, Sam.”

Some time after playing video games with Sam, I went to get myself a snack from the kitchen. I found Damien in there, also fixing him something to eat.

“Hello,” He smiled as he greeted me.

“Hey, Damien. What are you making?”

“Just a sandwich,” He had the cheese, meat, and condiments out, “I just need the bread.” He went to the pantry and took a look around before slightly raising a brow, “I think we might be out of bread.”

“Already?” I had just bought some bread last week. Then I remembered that lately Matthew’s been obsessed with bread and butter. That would explain it. Damien chuckled.

“It’s fine. I’ll just make something else,” He said as he began putting the ingredients away..

“I can run and get some bread from the store real quick. You wanna come with?”

“Are you sure? Heh, I don’t need bread right this moment.”

“I know. I kinda wanna get out the house right now though. Besides, Matthew will probably be happy to have more bread as well.”

Damien giggled, “Very true. Alright, I’ll come with you.” We both quickly slipped on some sweaters and shoes and went out to my car. I drove us to the nearby corner store and we picked up some bread, along with some other stuff we needed while we were there. On our way back home, the sun was beginning to set, turning the sky beautiful shades of pink, orange and yellow. “Woah,” Damien looked out the window, “So beautiful. I’ll never get tired of sunsets.” I smiled at him. Seeing his amazement for something so seemingly minimal and common put a warm feeling in my heart. Damien blushed slightly and smiled back at me. I pulled into a park and parked the car.

“Come on, let’s get out and watch the sunset.”

Damien nodded to me before we both got out of the car and into the park. He found a bench facing the sunset and sat down, I guess I tend to forget how magical sunsets can be. They’re so common, It had gotten to the point I stopped really thinking about them. The boys definitely helped bring that magic back.

“Hey, can I see your phone for a moment?” Damien asked.

“Yeah sure,” I handed over my phone, not thinking about it too much, kinda lost in my thoughts at the sunset. I suddenly heard the sound of a picture being taken. I looked over at Damien to see he just took a photo of me.

“Sorry,” He gave a sheepish smile, “You just look so pretty in the glow of the sunset. See?” He showed me the photo he took. I was sure I was blushing right now. I chuckled, “Thanks for the compliment. And that’s a good picture of me, hehe.” I got the urge to take a photo of him as well. He smiled and handed me my phone back. I ended up taking quite a few photos.

“You’re so handsome,” I grinned.

He blushed, “Hehe, thank you!” We took some more photos, some together, as we continued to watch the sun set further into the sky. “Thanks for bringing me out with you. You are so amazing. We should do this more often!”

“Yeah, for sure!”

He chuckled, “We should probably head back. Dinner should be done soon.” Damien stood up off the bench and offered a hand to me to help me stand as well.

After dinner, I saw James going out to the garden. I followed him out, wondering what he could be doing out there at this time, “James?”

He turned to look at me, “Oh, hello, Miss.”

“Hey, whatcha doing?”

“Ah, I was about to start reading a novel I recently found.”

“Oh? What’s it about?”

James perked up a bit, noticeably excited to share his book with me, “It’s a mystery thriller. Someone was killed in a friend group of young adults, so they are trying to find the imposter in their group.”

“Ooh, that sounds interesting! Why read outside though?”

“I love the atmosphere of being in the garden. It’s very calming and, in my opinion, makes the perfect environment to read in.”

“That actually sounds really nice.”

“Indeed,” He chucked. James thought for a moment. “Miss, would you perhaps want to read this with me? I believe I saw another copy of this book in the library.”

“Yeah, why not?”

He smiled, “Wonderful.”

With our own copy of the book each, we sat down next to each other and began to read. Because of his ability, he was a fast reader. Especially fast in comparison to my slower pace. I noticed him catch himself and slow down, trying to accommodate me. I tried to quicken my pace.

“You don’t have to rush to catch up to me, Miss. I don’t mind rereading a few pages. I want you to enjoy the book to its fullest as well.”

I simply smiled, “As sweet as ever.” He merely chucked. We read about a quarter of the way into the book together, pointing out moments that stood out to us and annotating, hoping to solve the mystery in the book. I always loved having discussions with James. He always brought a great perspective to everything. Soon enough, I found myself yawning.

“I think this is a good place to wrap up,” James said softly, “You need your rest, Miss.”

“Can’t argue with that.” I took a moment to simply sit and wallow in the night breeze, “You’re right. Reading out here at night does make for a great atmosphere.”

“I’m glad you enjoy it as well, Miss. Though I must say, your presence made the experience much better.” I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder. We both sat for a while, admiring the night sky.

After, we both headed back in the house and up the stairs.

“Goodnight, James.”

“Goodnight, Miss. Have sweet dreams,” He smiled before we both seperated to our rooms.

#seduce me the otome #seduce me #seduce me otome #smto #seducemeotome #seducemetheotome #seduce me sam #seduce me matthew #seduce me james #seduce me erik #seduce me damien

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isuckatwritingsobenice · 6 months

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Can I request the SM boys with a s/o that is a famous theatre/play actor? maybe their reactions on their s/o playing a romantic roll with someone else? :)

A/N: this is probably the most chaotic thing i’ve had to write for these boys because of the emotions but <3 tysm for your request!!

Warnings: damiens is slightly triggering, mentions of ptsd & abandonment, slightly suggestive with erick

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James:

like it does bother him but he also reminds himself that this is your job, you've done this with other people before James was with you too

probably the easiest to hid his jealousy

he'll just watch intently while you act out your scene with your co-star

that doesn't mean he likes it, but he's definitley more grounded in his emotions

Erick:

The sassiest out of the men

doesn’t say anything but is the type of guy to teach you in private who you really love

Fights the urge to just shove the life out of whoever you’re acting with

Calms himself and probably leaves for a coffee break mid scene

but trust you will have a very long night after every scene with your co-star

Sam:

The most upset out of all the brother

acts like it doesn’t bother him it does

gets really insecure over it, but he knows it’s your job

gets in a pissy mood so now you both are mad

eventually does apologize for being a little stupid

makes it up by buying you the best premier gift ever <3

is the embodiment of Jealous by Beyonce

Matthew:

also gets really insecure

but it’s so hard to tell

gets really passive with everything and just really distant

you have to fight with him to finally fess up about his feelings

he thinks it’s stupid he’s feeling this way, doesn’t want too feel that way and even feels bad for feeling that way

he tries distracting himself with other things to just kinda try to get over it but it doesn’t really work

Damien:

the worst brother to deal with when it comes to this to be honest

gets in his own head so much he really cannot believe anything you say to reassure him

like he’s convinced you’re gonna leave him and he just breaks down

probably has a full meltdown over it and just gets a ptsd trigger from it

he has abandonment issues

#damien seduce me #seduce me the otome #seduce me damien #matthew seduce me #seduce me sam #seduce me otome #seduce me erik #seduce me james #seduce me matthew x reader #seduce me james x reader #seduce me erick x reader #seduce me sam x reader #seduce me damien x reader

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poddle99 · 1 month

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let's talk

so I wanna share something. I don't really have fun with drawing for this fandom anymore. I noticed I put an insane amount of pressure on myself to create these big and impressive illustrations and it just doesn't make me happy. I used to post these really expressive and fun drawings on the seduce me amino and I loved it. granted posting those silly things on amino was pretty easy because I had a community that I'd talk to all the time and we just had a lot of fun. I've pretty much entirely lost that community but I hope that when I start drawing in a way I enjoy again maybe I'll regain my sense of belonging in this community.

so in conclusion, I'm going to be posting more silly and lower effort drawings cause that makes me happy. I will occasionally stil make a big illustration tho so don't worry.

sorry if this was cheesy or too long.

#seduce me the otome #seduce me demon war #seduce me sam #seduce me james #kinda venting??

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ya-boi-haru · 1 year

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You know what, you seem cool...

*dumps all of my Seduce Me Headcannons/theories*

~Contains Spoilers~

• The only reason the boys were back in the Chicago area to begin with was for Harold's funeral. They heard about it on the news and all went into shock.

• Getting their Human names went one of 4 ways: 1) They picked them themselves 2) Harold had the names on IDs ready to go, and let them pick a card - he just had to add the persons photo 3) Harold gave them the names persoanlly 4) Damien picked them all out beforehand while he was learning about the Human World

• The reason Sam didn't get to pick - or they didnt have time to do his choice - where they went on for trips was cause he kept losing at rock - paper - scissors (or coin tosses etc) so he never got to pick

• Since Sam and Damien can't read, if they were left on their own to order something they'd just point at something and hope it was good

• It took a bunch of Trial and error to learn that Matthew likes sweeter Coffee

• Damien Is Demisexual - or Graysexual, somewhere on that spectrum (im prepared to die on this hill)

• I could also see Erik being Demi

• Sam was super nervous to tell Carrie he was a Demon and was working himself up, but she already knew

• Damien can get overstimulated with sound sometimes due to his mind-reading. Even when he's human he can still get it from time to time in stressful situations.

• Damien would get frequent panic attacks and the others got really good at learning how to ground him and calm him down. When Mika gets stressed or panics about school or work stuff they use similar techniques.

• Sam does the most abbreviated texts (eg; c u 2nite) James uses proper grammar, Matthew uses Emojis and gifs, Erik knows all the flirty lingo, Damien also abbreviates but not as bad as Sam and he likes using the occasional Emoji😊☺️

• Matthew has fun ringtones while James uses default ones.

• Matthew has Sam saved as "Jackass" and Sam has Matthew saved as "Pipsqueak" (or something similar)

• Erik & Matthew are the type that get sick/pass out when their blood gets taken. Sam sometimes does too, but he will never admit it

• (In the Anderson mansion) James & Erik's rooms were neat and tidy - Erik would decorate. Damiens and Mattgews were stuffed with plushness- clean but not tidy. Sams is the messiest

• They let Matthew try an energy drink once... they never let him again.

• If nights were really bad, Damien would go stay with one of his brothers (mainly either Matthew or Sam since the older ones were always busy and they weren't allowed near) They would stay up with him and talk or try to think of other things to drown out the rest of it all. In the human world if he had a bad nightmare or anything, he'd still get up and go and talk to one of his brothers.

• (this one's based off an old video I made + I'll be using Sam for this one, cause Cannon route)

After the party the boys saw what Mikas dad was like and how tense Mika was during the event. So after the party Sam approached Mika to ask if she was okay. She thought he was talking about Malix for a moment but then he says that She was tense and acting not like herself during the party; that he knows a thing or two about a shitty dad and that he's here if she wants to talk.

• During the party the boys would give Mika small encouragements/ comfort throughout the night whenever they saw the opportunity. Matthew would come to her with extra snacks, or they would distract guests when she needed a break from questions.

• Micheala explained "Soul Marks" and I joked that they're a magic equivalent of a Hickey. So after Mika and [one of the brothers] did it - or they fed off her - they knewww and teased the brother about it.

• Erik wasn't prepared for Mika to flirt back

• The tags that Sam through away ultimately went into the Anderson Mansion. Mika found them (she was younger at this time) and gave them to Harold. They had demon magic energy on it, which Harold could sence. He dropped Mika off early to investigate it more

• One night, Sam and Mika hung out on the roof until the stars came out. Mika pointed out the constellations she knew

• James and Erik had to help the other 3 with their ties (+ the MC if they're played as male)

• Whenever the boys would pine for Mika, Damien had to sit and suffer in silence as he heard their nervous thoughts

• Since Mika was one of the boys first they probably did most of their 'exploring' with her.

• When the incubrothers learned they could never really tell her dad about what they were, they were a little upset - especially Sam. (Damien didn't have much of a problem with it since he wants to be human - and turns - anway)

• The Brothers quickly made Monopoly a forbidden game

• Damien adores his hair being played with and has fallen sleep because of it multiple times

•Matthew and Damiens hair gets frizzy/Curly in humid/rain weather

⚠️The next lot of headcannons are based on the more heavier topics of the game and involve Trigger Warnings such as abuse and assault, please proceed with caution:

• After James asked Mika how she got the bruise on her cheek and she brushed it off, no way he didn't know. James knew immediately and knew not to push further. Damien also knew - due to mind reading.

- Damien also dissociated a little after "seeing/hearing" what had happened to Mika.

• In the first flashback In the first game it notes that Damien hid behind Sam... I headcannon that Sam defended Damien from their father a lot. It would normally end in violence since Sam "defyed" his father. But he would also take blame for something that Damien did so he wouldn't get hurt getting in trouble. Sam would also beat up any imps that messed with him.

• Sometimes after being forced to mentally hear his mother and father, Damien go into sever panic attacks and didn't want to be touched and lashed out at imps that tried to 'control' him. These were the worst of them but the brothers knew how to handle it.

#seduce me the otome headcannons #can you tell Sam is my favourite?#part 2? maybe #seduce me the otome #seduce me demon war #seduce me the complete story #seduce me damien #seduce me diana #seduce me james #seduce me erik #seduce me sam #seduce me matthew

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