#al i really hope you like this! i'm so pleased it turned out how I wanted <3 congrats on the celebration!

[cheapshrimpysheep]

You Will Stop the Wedding! - Jamil Viper

SUMMARY: YOU were the one being kidnapped by Princess Eliza to marry her. How would he react and how would he save you? With the aggravation of he already having a crush on you.

CHARACTERS: Jamil Viper x Reader

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Declaration

WORD COUNT: 1.260 words

Riddle Rosehearts / Leona Kingscholar / Azul Ashengrotto / Jamil Viper / Vil Schoenheit / Idia Shroud / Malleus Draconia

Rescuing You - Deuce Spade; Jack Howl; Floyd Leech; Kalim Al-Asim

COMMENTS: What have I done? Why did I commit to writing this? And why did I write so much? Why was I so inspired? There were seven of them! Why do I do this to myself? So yeah, this took me a long time. But I hope it was worth it, for me and for you.

CONTEXT: Someone was kidnapped to marry some ghost princess and might end up turning into a ghost too. And they just found out that someone was you.

Jamil was not present at the Housewarden's meeting, since he isn't one. But it didn't take long for Kalim to tell him, especially because he was panicking. He starts saying loose sentences about ghosts, kidnapping, marriage and especially your name. Jamil gets very serious and asks Kalim to stop for a few seconds, calm down a little and explain things clearly. And if that doesn't work, he has a plan B: ask one of the other Housewardens. Riddle would be an excellent choice.

After fully understanding what is happening, he himself panics for a moment. But then he clears his throat and calms himself down. He asks, no, he orders Kalim to stay safe in Scarabia while he joins the others in the rescue groups. When Kalim tries to convince Jamil to let him help them, Jamil gets straight to the point and says it's dangerous, both for him and for you. Does he really want to risk ruining everything? It's your life that's at stake here! Jamil was being harsher than usual, but Kalim knew why, and promised that he would stay in Scarabia hoping that everything would go well. He would behave well for Jamil and for you.

However Jamil is too cautious to simply believe him. So most likely, without Kalim noticing, Jamil will put him to sleep or something with some spell or with his Snake Wisper. You know, just in case.

Jamil asked to be in the last group. A little like Azul, he is the type to first analyse all angles of the situation before forming a more appropriate plan.

When it's the last group's turn, whenever someone needs to stay behind to tie up the ghosts, Jamil tells one of the others to do it. He always managed to show himself as a good strategist and someone who conveys the confidence of a leader, so the others just followed this order without questioning much. His behavior showed that he seemed to have a plan in place. He ends up being the only one to arrive at the ceremony hall.

He could follow the plan, but he knew himself well in this regard. He is good at hiding his true feelings, but he is not good at showing feelings that are antagonistic to his true ones. The princess would definitely notice this as she noticed some of the others' strategies. For these reasons he had a plan B, but still wanted to try the original plan.

“Your majesty, you must stop this wedding. You are taking with you someone who doesn't want to be with you. If you don't marry someone who loves you back, both of your lives... afterlives? will be miserable. And that's why I'm here. Please accept me as your husband and I promise to do everything in my power to make your afterlife wonderful.” Everything was going well, until he proposed to her husband.

The princess said out loud the same thing that you also noticed. In these sentences his emotion almost disappeared, showing that he was lying. And she accused him of trying to deceive her.

Jamil sighed. He was now forced to follow plan B, which he never really likes to follow. Be honest.“You are correct, your majesty. I was lying. But-” Before he could continue speaking the princess ordered the guards to catch him. And he had a plan for that too.

He managed to dodge all the ghost guards and was heading towards the altar where you and the princess were. But one thing wasn't part of his plan: One of the guards turning into a giant ghost. Obviously he still tried to fight and did his best, but he still lost against the guard. As soon as the guard caught him, the princess wasted no time in slapping him, she didn't want to hear his excuses.

However, Jamil remained able to move. Everyone gasps, including the princess. When the guards ask what's going on, the princess says it can only mean one thing. The thing is that her slap is capable of petrifying anyone, except those who have already found their true love. The reaction from all NRC students is like "What the F-?!" And Jamil’s reaction was to lower his head to try to make his hair hide his face.

Then he lifted it again, with an upset and slightly obscured expression on his face. He really hated exposing himself like that, but at that moment, it was his last shot to save you. “Do you want the truth? I'm here for someone, yes, but not for you. I'm here for the person you kidnapped to force to be your partner.” She starts to say that she didn't kidnap or force anyone. “Your delusion disgusts me.” The guard shakes him, threatening him not to insult the princess.

But now the princess is interested. He was there for you? So why did he ask to marry her? “Because we had a plan.” Jamil admits, as if he's had enough and just wants to resolve everything once and for all. “Making you accept one of us as a husband to put a ring on your finger that would send you to the afterlife.” The princess is offended and feels attacked by that. And while she and the guard start to say how outrageous that is, Jamil looks at the princess again, but this time with a condescending look.

“If you're going to take someone with you, take me then. Let (Y/N) go. Let me go in their place. From a young age I learned that part of my job would be to be willing to give my life for someone. Let me give my life for someone I lo... care about, then.” He couldn't fake something like this that well.

And, out of nowhere, the princess started to feel sorry for herself and jealous of you. Having someone willing to give their life for you like that. This was the greatest proof of love anyone could give. How she wished she had someone like that for herself too. And this was the opportunity that the guard who was in love with her found to declare himself and say that he would give his life for her, after all, technically, he had already done so.  And that whole ending of the princess realizing that she loved him too happens, they get married and happily ever after.

As soon as the guard releases Jamil, he runs to you. “Are you well? Are you hurt?” You were petrified, but shortly afterwards you could move again. Jamil never left your side until the ghosts left.

After everything and while the first-years were getting ready to tidy up and clean the cafeteria, you asked Jamil to wait a bit. You leave the room so you can talk alone. He couldn't look at you, and he was trying to hide his face with his hands or his hair. He had practically already declared himself to you during all that madness. So you decide it's your turn to tell him that you feel the same way about him. He looks at you in surprise and you can see how flattered he was.

Knowing now that your feelings were mutual, he becomes kind of smug. “Does that mean you would give your life for me too? That you would serve me if necessary? *chuckle* Don't worry, I'm just messing with you. Unless you don't mind.” You say you would, at least, kiss him right there and then. He holds you by the waist. “Be my guest.”

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[huskersbooze]

Helloo! Can i Request an alastor x reader angst? (I love angst im sorry😭) where reader n alastor are good friends, but soon alastor starts catching feelings, he didn’t like that so he starts ignoring reader hoping it’ll go away, but when alastor realizes it doesn’t, he wanted to apologize for ignoring reader and maybe confessing, but he couldn’t cause he found out reader got redeemed into heaven? Please and thank you!!

A/N : Oh fuck yes I'm a sucker for angst. This is actually a really interesting concept! Completely opposite to my other fic where Reader ignores Al. Thank you for the ask <3

Alastor Doesn't Do Feelings

Alastor x Reader

Pairing : Alastor x F!Reader (M!Reader here, Gn!Reader here)

Warnings : Cusing(what do you expect? It's Hazbin Hotel)

Additional Tags : Angst, no use of (Y/n), use of dear/darling

Word count : 1.25k

It was never supposed to turn out this way. Alastor, the fucking Radio Demon, doesn't do feelings.

But here he was, finding himself getting flustered, his cheeks red, ears pinned back and his smile faltering.

And it was all because of you.

"-and so I told him to back the heck away, but I swear his brain can't seem to comprehend simple words! He-"

You went on and on about your day, but Alastor could only focus on the close proximity between the two of you and your hand came so close to brushing his every minute or so.

"Alastor! Freaking hell!" He snapped out of his trance when he heard you yell his name.

He cleared his throat, quickly gathering himself once more, "Yes, darling?"

"Were you even listening to me?"

"Of course, I was." Which, frankly, was a lie.

"Just go to bed, dipshit."

"I don't need sleep."

"Your brain is hijacked, Al." You try to give his ears a scratch. Alastor attempts a dodge but fails. "See? You can't even dodge a simple pet on the head."

"I let you do that."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"Darling, you know I don't sleep."

"It was an expression, babe."

He knew you meant it as a joke, a light-humoured name you called him; like how he called you "dear" or "darling".

But he couldn't help the blush that found a way to his face.

"Alastor! You're doing it again!"

"I beg your pardon?" He snaps out from his trance.

"You're dozing off again. Are your radio parts radio-ing properly?"

"I'm not an actual radio, my dear."

"Well, you sure act like a broken down machine." You let out a giggle, him doing the same, but it ultimately sounded like he was buffering.

"You need help." You get up and give him another ruffle behind the ears, catching him off guard. "G'night, Al."

He doesn't respond.

He's too busy screaming internally.

-----

Alastor doesn't do feelings. Yet, here he was a broken mess because of you.

No, this was unacceptable. All he'd work for. His reputation. The danger it'd put you in.

He couldn't afford any of that gone — especially not you.

How was he to get rid of this weird churning he gets in his stomach when you near, though? How was he to stop loving you?

-----

Alastor doesn’t do feelings. He nearly did, once, because of you. But he’d found a way to stop it.

Or so, he thought.

“Good morning, Al.”

Out of everyone in the hotel, you were the one person he could tolerate. Despite your polar interests and behaviour, Alastor actually found it quite enjoyable to be by your side.

Sure, you rarely cursed, was so sweet and couldn’t bare the thought of killing, but Alastor never minded. You were the one person he looked forward to seeing everyday. He would usually only talk to you.

“Husker, may I have a word?” Yet, here Alastor was, completely ignoring your existence like you were some irrelevant imp a few rings down.

“Uh, sure, boss.” Husk sends you a questioning stare as you return the favour.

He didn’t actually have anything to say to him; it just hurt to see you. The feelings still lingered and he couldn’t do jackshit about it. 

Staying away from you was only supposed to get rid of his feelings, not intensify them.

“Alastor?” Yet, your voice captivated him in every way possible and his desire to be yours increased.

He simply left the room, and the two of you never spoke after that.

-----

“Alastor doesn’t do feelings, honey.”

“I know, Rosie! But we’re just friends and he knows that.” You take a sip from the tea Rosie prepared for you. “Though, lately, he’s been completely disregarding my presence like I’m the bane of his existence.”

“Don’t look too much into it! I’m sure it’s nothing. It’s just Alastor being Alastor.”

“But it’s not.” You sigh. “Something’s changed between us and I’m not sure what it is.”

“Well, did anything specific happen?”

“I.. I don’t know.” Your voice cracks at the agony. “I just.. Everything was fine that night. I just told him to sleep and the next morning it’s like I never existed.”

“Hm. That does sound odd.”

“Exactly! And I’m not sure what to do or if- if I’ve angered him- or- or maybe he’s sick of me-”

“Honey, breathe.” Rosie’s hand finds yours across the table as she rubs soothing circles on the back of your palm. “It’s in his nature to be sending mixed signals. Just give him time. He’ll come to terms with you eventually.”

“Are.. Are you sure?”

“You came to me for a reason.” She jokes, though her warm smile never left her face.

“Thank you, Rosie.”

-----

Alastor, your beloved strawberry pimp, doesn’t do feelings. He didn’t, he doesn’t and he won’t.

At least, that was before he realised he was catching feelings for you.

He’s tried so hard to ignore it. He’s done everything he could to ignore you, but despite his best efforts, you still found a way to float straight back into his mind.

“Alastor?”

“Yes, darling?” It took him a while to comprehend the fact he accidentally called Husk “darling”. His mind was just filled with thoughts of you.

“Uh.. anyways.” Husk cleared his throat. “You were close with the kid, right?”

“I suppose.” He shrugs, saying it as a matter of fact-ly. “Nothing serious.”

Alastor nearly flinched as he said it himself. 

Nothing serious.

But in fact, it was starting to get serious. He was in love with you, head-over-heels obsessed, but he couldn’t come to terms with the fact and decided to push you away.

Fuck. What was he thinking?

“Yes, well I just.. wanted to let ya’ know she’s-”

“In a minute, Husker.” He says, taking off and trying to find you. He had to apologize. He had to talk to you and explain himself. But then, that would mean he had to confess.

Confess. Alastor’s smile widened as he thought of the idea. Blush crept from his face all the way down to his neck and his tail was uncontrollably wagging under his coat.

He loved you.

Turns out, Alastor does, and will do feelings.

-----

“Husker, have you seen her?” After a whole day of looking around the hotel, he couldn’t seem to find you anywhere. 

“Her?” He asks, then immediately realising there could only be one her. “I was trying to tell you, boss. The kid.. The kid passed.”

“What?” His smile falters, eyes twitching, but still keeping his composure.

“Some drunk ass dude got hold of an angelic weapon from the last extermination. She was stabbed on her way back from cannibal town.”

The static in his ears were ringing louder by the second. This wasn’t supposed to happen. No, it wasn’t supposed to end like this. He was only supposed to get rid of his feelings, not you.

This whole plan backfired. It was a mistake. He kept what he hadn’t wanted, and lost what he desired.

-----

Alastor doesn’t do feelings.

He does, but only for you. He keeps his heart closed in hopes you’re still somewhere out there.

Any other demon who tries to get with him, ultimately gets turned down.

Alastor doesn’t do feelings, no; but he does feelings. He saves the romantic kind for you. The platonic ones, however, are open doors now because of you.

Alastor didn’t do feelings, but he does now — in hopes he gets redeemed and can find you in heaven.

———[ End. ]———

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[captianprices40thson]

Just read you're other story, it was awesome. Can you write one with male reader being married to graves and ale and rudy flirting with m/n, but every time m/n is like I'm married but never tells hes married to graves. And one day they are making out on the couch and ale and rudy walk in and are like " NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE. " and " THAT SHOULD BE ME. "

Do you have a man? I don’t see a ring on your finger

Word count: 2.3k

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Graves (jk) None really. A lot of fluff, Los Vaqueros and Graves have beef, Alejandro complains about white people (as he should), 

Notes: Wrote the vast majority of this in class while listening to IT GIRL. You know this is gonna be good. And yes, if you've submitted a request the last three days after I posted my last fic, I’ve started to work on it. Gotten a lot more than I’ve expected so I’m trying my best lol. And Anon, if you want me to rewrite this or make something different, please just ask me to, I really don't mind. I'm not too proud of this one, but I hope I've satisfied you.

(Takes place before the Graves betrayal. Reader is not part of the 141, Shadows or Los Vaqueros, but a secret fourth thing.)

“Come on, Guapo. You’re bluffing.” Alejandro smirked, crossing his arms as he spoke. You chuckled, leaning back against the truck that Rudy was loading up. This wasn’t the first time he had accused you of lying about your relationship status. If you had a dollar for each time, you’d have enough to have another wedding.

“I’m telling you, Alejandro. I’m a married man. How many more times do I have to tell you?” You confirmed for the millionth time, a stupid grin on your face. Truth be told, you didn’t half mind their flirting, it made you feel better about yourself knowing that you still got it. The fact that they refused to believe that you were married, it was sort of funny.

“I don’t see a ring.” Rudy added in after he loaded the final bag onto the truck, a know-it-all look on his face as he walked up to you too. You rolled your eyes, refusing to move from your position because you thought you looked too cool not to. “No one wears rings during active duty, Rodolfo. You see Soap and Ghost wearing theirs?” You spoke back, pushing yourself off your spot on the car for two reasons. Them being, you thought it would be cooler and Rudy was moving to open the door your foot was suffocating.

“No, Ghost wears his ring around his neck. Also I’m pretty sure Soap lost his.” Alejandro commented, making eye contact with you. It wasn’t for long because you immediately closed your eyes as you scoffed.

“Well, that’s Soap for you. I guess I just prefer to not wear mine.” You reasoned, looking over to Rudy, to Alejandro and then over to a whistle that just sounded American. That always made you smile, seeing Graves whistle his Shadows like they were dogs.

“Oh great, it’s the gringo.” Alejandro hissed, causing you to turn your head and shake it a bit.

“Hey.” You scolded him like he was a child and had just said he hated something, which was kind of true. Los Vaqueros had a sort of special hatred for Graves, perhaps it was because he was the most American man you’d ever meet, perhaps it was because he was just kind of an asshole. You’ve been trying to get them to get along, but so far it would only work on Rudy. He was the kinder of the two, it was clear.

“Alejandro. We talked about this.” Rudy chimed in, causing Alejandro to hold out his arms in disbelief. He dropped them to his sides and pointed over to Graves.

“Is it my fault he’s so white? I’m literally being blinded every time I look over at him!” He protested, causing you to chuckle a little. Rudy didn’t let himself smile, although he was internally.

“I know. It is very painful to look at him.” Rudy nodded, placing a hand on Alejandro’s shoulder and shaking his head like he was sympathising with Alejandro after he had been shot or something, not like he was complaining about white people. A valid complaint in most people’s eyes.

“I don’t even say it to any of the 141.” The taller man whisper-shouted, searching for sympathy from you. You smiled, shaking your head as you walked over to him and placed a hand on his other shoulder so you were now one big line.

“Oh yes, you’re very strong, Ale.” You patronised him, talking down to him like he was a toddler. Before he had time to punch you, Graves walked over. Sorry, not walking, strided like the sassy man he is.

“Alright gentlemen. Let’s get this show on the road. You coming with me, Y/N?” Graves smiled, looking over to you. Both Alejandro and Rudy looked over to you, knowing that you always travelled with Graves when you went to go do something. Not belonging to any of their groups, you preferred to travel with your husband.

“Ye-”

“Actually, Y/N will be travelling with us for this mission, Graves. He’s been with you every other time.” Alejandro butted in, placing his arm in front of you like you were going to run off to the man at any minute if he didn’t step in.

“You can’t just decide where he does and doesn’t go, compadre.” Graves tried to argue, but you gave him a look to say it was fine. He nodded, making a little symbol with his hands to tell you that you were to make it up to him later. You had created a lot of those symbols, knowing that it would be hard to communicate all your incredibly affectionate thoughts for one another.

Graves walked away and the three of you turned to the car. Rudy tossed the keys around in his hands, indicating you were to sit in the back because of course Alejandro always had to take shotgun if Rudy was driving.

“Who used this truck last?” Alejandro asked as he opened the passenger’s seat door, sitting down while you buckled in and Rudy turned the keys.

“Uh, It was you last, right Y/N?” Rudy asked, turning back to you. You gave them a thumbs up, your mind replaying why exactly you had used the truck last time. Makeout sessions were not easy to go on base, and the trucks had tinted windows.

“Wait what the…who the fuck did you have in here? W-Why is the seat back like that?” Rudy asked as leant back in the seat only to realise just how far back it was positioned. The taller man held the lever that would pull the seat back up for Rudy and before you could deny anything, Alejandro had something to ask..

“AND WHY DOES THIS CAR SMELL LIKE JAPANESE CHERRY BLOSSOM? WHO THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE IN HERE?” He yelled, causing Rudy to laugh to himself at seeing your guilty face.

“THAT'S JUST HOW I LIKE TO DRIVE!” You lied, trying to come up with an excuse for why the truck was like this. You were sure they didn’t believe you, but they didn’t say anything about it for a moment.

“Sureee, we believe you, love.” Rudy smiled, starting up the car and beginning to lead the rest of the group to the relocation point. You looked over at your hand in the backseat, wondering why you had chosen not to wear your wedding ring. Sure, it was impractical as hell to have on the field, but you could easily attach it to something else, like a necklace. 

“What’re you thinking about, carino? Tryna make up a personality for your fake husband?” Alejandro asked, looking back at you from his chair. You frowned, like a full on cartoon downturned face.

“He isn’t fake, forehead. And what I’m thinking of is none of your business.”

“Oh I get it. It was sexual. You were totally thinking about Rudy and I.” “Don’t drag me into this Ale.”

“You helped me dig this hole, Rudy. You’re coming in with me.”

“Why do you make everything about sex?”

“Why do you not?”

“I’m a human that respects everyone around me, Alejandro. You don't…” You decided to tune them out, it was just the same bickering every time that somehow got you roped up in it. You’d heard it all before. They’d argue about something or other and eventually they’d make up when you forced them to, which made them want to flirt with you even more. You didn’t mind the flirting…it just got a bit tiring sometimes.

________

“Hey baby.” Graves smiled as you entered the small section of the base that was dedicated to the shadows while they stayed for the time being. You smiled, walking up to him and embracing the American man in your tired arms, just wanting to hold him.

“Hey Graves.” You mumbled into his shoulder, your voice being muffled by the fabric of his shirt. It was one of your favourites, a dark blue that suited him well. Graves reached a hand up, holding the back of your head and slowly swaying from side to side.

“How were your little cowboy friends? Better drivers than me?” Graves asked, making you groan, remembering how they were flirting with you all trip. The American chuckled at your response, continuing to hold you close.

“They just can’t seem to understand that I’m married. They think it’s impossible…I don’t know whether or not it’s a compliment and at this point, I don’t care.” You groaned, lifting your head up to meet his eyes. His smile, no matter how much of an asshole he was being, was always kind to you.

“Aww, baby.” Graves frowned, holding your face in his hands. You smiled and placed both your hands on his waist, both of you leaning forward to kiss. The two of you had missed the touch that you never seemed to get, this was a rare time.

You both went down to the couch, Graves on top of you as you made out. He moved one of his hands to hold you from the back and you put another in his hair, holding the platinum blonde locks as your passion rose to the surface.

“What the fuck?!” The accented yell caused you and Graves to pull apart and look where it came from. A very very shocked Alejandro and Rudy stood in the doorway, both caught off guard by the situation.

“W-What are you two doing here?” You asked as Graves pushed himself off of you so you could speak to the two men. They never visited this part of the base on purpose, avoiding Graves and his shadows like the plague.

“What are you doing here?” Alejandro retorted, pointing to the two of you with a confused look on his face.

“I’d say its pretty obvious what my husband is doing here.” Graves butted in, pointing to you with his thumb, causing both Alejandro and Rudy’s jaws to drop. You almost let out a laugh, instead choosing to hide your reaction and just look at them blankly.

“W-What did you say?” Rudy questioned Graves, looking over at him and then back to you. It was like he couldn’t believe that someone as sweet and kind as you…was married to Phillip Graves.

“Y/N is my husband. He wasn’t lying about being married, y’know?” Graves smiled a stupid shit eating grin at the two men’s reactions. They both looked over at him, then back to you seemingly in unison. You could only lift up your hands a bit and give a ‘sorry smile’ to them. 

“B-But if not us…why him?” “COME ON, Y/N. YOU CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER!” Alejandro added in, more fond of shouting than Rudy would ever be. You made eye contact with Graves while they yelled, trying to figure out why he was the one you were romantically interested in,

“D-Do you just have a thing for Americans?”

“Is he lying to you about how good of a person he is?”

“What type of car does he drive?” 'HE'S THE WORST, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

“Fuckin white people, taking everything anyone else wants.”  "WHY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE?"

While the two Mexican men started rambling and guessing why you would be with Graves and not them, you and Graves decided to share another kiss while they argued, effectively shutting them both up.

“You two,” You started as now you finally had their attention. “We’re with each other because we love each other…simple.” You smiled, watching them take in the fact that you actually might just love Graves.

There was a silence while they processed that, a deafening silence and if anyone came past the room, they’d assume there was no life in there. It stayed for a minute before Alejandro spoke up.

“This isn’t over, white boy.” He vaguely threatened, making ‘watching you’ hand gestures and walking out of the room backwards, maintaining eye contact with Graves the whole time. 

“What he said.” Rudy added on, quickly walking after him, just keeping his head forward. When Alejandro bumped into the wall while trying to exit, Rudy grabbed his shoulder and they both muttered something to one another, Alejandro rubbing his head as he left.

“Were they high? What was that?” Graves asked, completely confused on what just went down. You didn’t know whether to defend them or not, because to be honest, you thought they were as well.

“I have no clue…” You whispered, turning back to Graves and laying back down on the couch in the position you were in before. The blonde saw this and smiled, laying down back on top of you, not kissing you, just laying there.

“We can deal with them later.” He whispered, closing his eyes and just laying there with you. You smiled, placing your hand in his hair and mentally preparing yourself for whatever the dynamic duo were going to try next. You had no idea what it was going to be, but you just hoped they wouldn’t resort to trying to kill Graves. But, there was no saying what those men would stoop to to win your affection.

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[cryptidghostgirl]

Yo can you do a part 3 of Cover Up where y/n is introduced to the rest of the members of the hotel.

A/N Yes?? I love me some fluff like that. I also had another request for a part three to this series but yours came in first so I am going to make that one a part four and because you didn't super specify anything you wanted besides intros, I am gonna spin this to line up with that request. I hope that is okay.

Cover Up pt. 3 (Alastor x Reader)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Previous Parts:

Cover Up (Human!Alastor x Human!Reader)

Cover Up pt. 2

Warnings: mentions of murder, Angel briefly flirts with you, jealous/minorly possessive Alastor. I think that is it, please correct me if I am wrong.

Word Count: 1,885

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Once Alastor had given Y/n the full tour, she had absolutely insisted that she be allowed to meet the rest of the guests. Alastor could never say no to her and so, he had taken her by the arm and walked her back into the lobby. It did not come as a surprise to him that in the short time they had been away from the hotel's central area, Charlie had managed to set up a welcome party for his darling wife. Y/n on the other hand, gasped in shock when everyone jumped out from behind the various couches.

"I literally... okay, I have no clue who any of you are but thank you? This is so sweet? I..."

Before Alastor could do a thing about it, Y/n was whisked away from his gentle grasp by Charlie. The demon Princess brought Y/n to the center of the room, Alastor watching from the sidelines with crossed arms. She seemed to happy, so absolutely filled to the brim with joy. As much as he wanted to take her away from the crowd, to be alone with her, he allowed the party to occur. Her joy had always been his priority, first and foremost. There would be time.

"Everyone!" Charlie excitedly announced, "This is Y/n! She is going to be our newest guest. Our cook? Our newest maybe guest who is going to work as a cook."

Y/n laughed lightly at Charlie's confused words. She took a slight step forward.

"Hi everyone." she waved with a soft smile.

"Oh she's good." Angel Dust muttered and Husk elbowed him in the stomach, catching the glare Alastor had shot the spider demon's way.

"Ow!" Angel exclaimed, rubbing the spot the cat demon had hit as he turned to him, "What was that for?"

Y/n chuckled a bit uneasily, looking over at Alastor and his wide smile. Vaggie quickly stepped in, breaking the tension she felt slowly building in the group.

"I'm Vaggie." she announced in an unfounded and unexpected display of friendship, "Charlie is my girlfriend, we run the hotel together."

Y/n lit up at her words, shaking the hand Vaggie held out to her enthusiastically.

"I didn't realize she had a partner in all this! And in afterlife too, I guess. That's so sweet!"

Vaggie smiled, letting out a light laugh as Charlie stepped up behind her, placing her hands lovingly on her girlfriend's shoulders.

"She is just the best." Charlie warmly noted as Y/n and Vaggie released their clasped hands, "I wouldn't have been able to come this far without her or any of the other sinners we have working with us."

"I thought everyone else here were just guests." Y/n mused aloud and Charlie shook her head.

"No, no! We tried doing it on our own in the beginning... but then Alastor showed up. He brought along some friends and, well, he's really been such a help. We are so grateful to have him and them on our team."

Y/n shot her husband a sidelong glance, smirking mishceviously.

"You really know how to work magic, princess." she hummed, "Getting Al to be a team player? I'm impressed."

"Oh, no!" Charlie frantically waved her hands, desperate that Y/n not get any wrong impressions, "We didn't pressure him or anything, he showed up of his own accord, actually."

"Really." Y/n laughed lightly as she fixed her gaze back on Charlie, "Well, I'd love to meet these alleged 'friends' of his he brought along."

"Of course!" Charlie exclaimed, smiling brightly once again as she stepped to the side with Vaggie, "Husk is our bartender and Nifty is our maid. She was our cook too but, I suppose you'll be taking care of that now."

Husk nodded his head in polite recognition of the introduction Charlie had given him. Nifty on the other hand, was incapable of such restraint and, her curiosity getting the better of her, rushed up to Y/n. In a split second, she had climbed the demoness' body like a ladder and was perched on her shoulder, messing with her hair.

"You smell nice." she hummed, smiling and Y/n's cheeks flushed slightly pink.

"Why, thank you. That is very sweet of you to say."

"Will you help me in the war against the bugs too?"

"Come on, Nift." Angel sighed before Y/n could respond as he walked over to the pair and grabbed the smaller demon, "Don't freak her out."

Nifty made grabby arms towards Y/n as Angel lifted her into the air and Y/n's smile only widened at the sight.

"No, please don't worry. You didn't freak me out, Nifty. I am actually looking forward to working with you, I like your enthusiasm." Y/n sent Nifty a wink and the little demon's smile grew as her feet found solid ground again.

She shot a look up at Angel, nodding her approval as Y/n fixed her gaze on the spider demon as well.

"And you are...?" she prompted and Angel immediately fell into character.

Stepping forward, he leaned down towards her, running a hand through his hair while resting one of his elbows on her shoulder.

"Angel Dust is the name, but you can call me whatever you want."

He expected her to be flustered, to at least blush a bit. He waited for her to take a step back or even to be teased or jabbed the way Husk did when he was like this, but nothing of the sort came. Instead, Y/n's eyes glinted in the light, narrowing with intended mischief.

"Oh yeah?" she asked, taking a step closer to him and batting her eyes oh so prettily.

"I... uh..." Angel stuttered, completely taken aback.

Y/n dissolved into a fit of laughter, hands clutching at her stomach as she doubled over.

"I'm sorry!" she wheezed, "I couldn't help myself. I'm actually taken."

"You are?" Angel asked, growing more confused as she straightened back up, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

In a split second, Alastor was behind Y/n, his claws wrapping around her shoulders.

"She is." he replied and though his voice was calm and even, it sent shivers down Angel's spine.

Angel took a step back, scratching the back of his head as he looked away in discomfort.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Didn't realize you and the strawberry pimp here were an item."

"Strawberry..." Y/n laughed again, craning her neck to look up at Alastor behind her back, "I am not letting you live that one down."

Angel smiled, regaining his composure and placing his hands on his hips.

"Oh yeah? You shoulda heard what that girl who was in here a few days ago called him. 'Tall dark and creepy' was it?"

"And what girl might that be?" Y/n asked after a moment, crossing her arms over her chest as she sidled her way out of Alastor's grip, turning to face him.

"Mimzy." Husk answered before Alastor could reply, "She's just some lowlife who always hangs around when she needs Alastor to take care of some trouble she's caused."

Y/n let out a gasp.

"Mimz is here?" she asked excitedly, bouncing on her toes.

"She's here, darling." Alastor replied, "But she is no longer welcome in the hotel. Caused quite a bit of trouble for us when she visited after all, can't have her ruining my newest project."

"Well, can we go visit her? I miss her so much!"

"You know her?" Charlie asked, her voice laced with confusion.

Y/n turned to face Charlie, nodding intently.

"Yeah, she introduced us actually."

"Introduced certainly is a word for it." Alastor admitted and Y/n chuckled.

"Back when we were alive, she used to throw these 'singles parties.' As it turned out, Al and I both were using them as a hunting ground so to speak. When we met, he offered to walk me home and then pulled a knife on me. Of course, I already had my gun trained on him so we found ourselves in a bit of a sticky situation. It was so romantic." Y/n wistfully replied.

"Uh, yeah." Angel laughed, "Romantic. That's the word."

"So you guys knew each other when you were alive?" Vaggie asked.

"Yeah, we did." Y/n nodded, "You guys can ask whatever but first, I think there is one more person I have yet to meet?"

She turned expectantly towards Sir Pentious who up until this point had been standing quietly near the back of the group. At the redirection of the rooms attention, he felt his cheeks grow warm.

"This, Y/n, is our other guest." Charlie announced, gesturing towards the snake demon with an outstretched hand.

"Sir Pentious." he bowed lightly, "It is an honor to meet a demon as... as stunning as yourself."

There was a heartbeat, a single tense moment of silence. Then Y/n laughed, waving him off cheerily.

"Oh you, what a charmer."

"So you guys knew each other when you were alive? And you're... you're together?" Angel cut in, drawing Y/n's attention back to him as he lead her by her arm over to the bar.

They sat down beside one another, Husk slipping behind the counter and pouring them each a drink.

"Yep." Y/n replied, downing her drink and meeting Angel's eyes.

"How?" he prompted after a moment and Y/n laughed.

By now the rest of the gang had brought themselves over to where the pair sat and were listening intently. Alastor stood near the edge of the group, all the seats near his beloved having been snatched up before he had the chance. He crossed his arms over his chest, his patience beginning to wear thin.

Nearly one hundred years. It had been a lifetime since they had seen one another and the brief tour of the hotel he had given Y/n earlier was not enough to satiate the rabid hunger in his chest. Still, for her, he tried.

"Well, it was a ruse at first. Just a partnership. I watched for cops and he provided me with the brute strength I lacked. We were actually in the middle of chasing down one of his victims when he finally asked me out."

"You were a killer?" Pentious asked, enthralled.

"I was." Y/n nodded, "Until Al died and I was under too much suspicion to do so anymore."

"So you..." Charlie trailed off, counting on her fingers in deep concentration.

"Have been married for a hundred years give or take? Yep."

"Wait, hold on!" Angel exclaimed, "Married?"

"Did Charlie not tell you anything? More importantly, did Al never talk about me?"

Y/n raised her eyebrows, meeting her husband's gaze across the crowd. Alastro looked away, nearly bashful under her persistent gaze. It was Husk's turn to step in now, taking a sip of his own drink as he leaned across the bar.

"Alastor has enjoyed keeping his secrets." he candidly stated, "But there were one or two times he drank a little too much and let your name slip."

Alastor glared at Husk and Y/n grinned at her husbands reaction to the revelation.

"Always the troublemaker, that one but, god, do I love him."

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Hello💕 I really love your work and keep up the great work🙂👍

Forgettable male reader x dorm leaders + crewel ( separate ), were reader is forgettable nobody at school doesn't even remember or know he is in the school.

Thank you and have a good day or night 💕

Hello!! Thank you very much, I'm very glad to hear this 🫶🫶 (I'm sorry, there's not much written, I wrote several posts in a row, so my head already hurts.) (English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes)

Summary: reader is forgettable, nobody at school doesn't even remember or know he is the school.  Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Kalim Al-Asim, Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Divus Crewel Warning: forgettable male!reader, In Crewel's part, the reader is one of the teachers!, ooc, hcs, it turned out more platonic than romantic, I hope this is not a problem!

Riddle Rosehearts

He is one of those students who knows that you exist, but has absolutely no idea what you are. Like, he saw you a couple of times and that was it?

He would literally compare you to a shadow. You may be in a crowded place, but they literally don't notice you. How does this happen?

He first spoke to you halfway through his second year. Okay, you're much better than he initially thought, but he's really glad that you're not a troublemaker.

He might mention you a couple of times in conversation with other people, but all they would say is that they have never heard of you.

You are also surprisingly aware of almost all events, perhaps even comfortable being so inconspicuous.

You also told him that you are not even marked as absent from class because they simply forget about you. He thinks this is wrong! You are a student like everyone else, why is this attitude towards you?

Perhaps you even scared him a couple of times when you approached him, are you so quiet on purpose or is this already a habit?? Please try to be a little louder, he almost had a heart attack.

He might even try to introduce other students to you so that you can make more friends and acquaintances.

If he ever forgot about you, he would immediately ask for your forgiveness and try to make amends to you.

Leona Kingscholar

You almost scared him the first time, if you hadn't stepped on a twig, he would have thought he had lost his hearing.

At first he didn’t even plan to start communicating with you, but your completely quiet and unnoticeable presence put pressure on him.

Okay, now you sometimes go see him if he's sleeping on the college campus.

By the way, he was very surprised that you knew almost everything and even often participated in some events. He decides to think that he simply wasn’t paying attention due to the fact that you and he didn’t know each other.

Also, surprisingly, you really have a lot of good stories to which he begins to quietly doze off, your calm voice soothes his ears, unlike many noisy students.

I think at one point he even got used to you spending time with him, he even began to notice your smell in the corridors or in class.

Now he finally understood what you were talking about when you described yourself as "forgettable". He first mentioned you in a conversation with Ruggie, to which the hyena widened his eyes and said that he had never heard of such a student. Did he say your first and last name correctly?

Perhaps he would even like to be like you, in that you are not required to attend classes and you don’t even have to go to them.

Although, on the other hand, he does not understand at all how this can be.

Although, even so, he himself sometimes forgets about you. Looks like you're really forgettable, huh?

Azul Ashengrotto

You SCARED HIM the first time you met him.

He was walking alone along an empty corridor and then a student very quickly passes by from behind. Wouldn't you be scared by surprise?

You immediately stopped and made sure everything was okay with him. Thank you, you have wonderful manners, but who are you? He's never seen you before, are you a new student?

When you say that you study here as much as he does and are even in the same class, he just stands there and tries to remember at least something about you. He opens his mouth to say something in response, when he notices that he is already alone in the corridor.

He immediately went to Mostro Lounge and began looking for at least some information about you. Strange inconspicuous student? No, obviously he has at least something about you! ..He didn't find anything about you.

Fine. Have you interested him and maybe you will even agree to sign a couple of contracts with him?

Now he began to examine other students much more often, and after a week (!) he finally met you again. He immediately apologized that your first acquaintance did not go very smoothly and could he make amends?

You refuse and turn around as he immediately tries to stop you. Hey, maybe he will become your friend? How do you like this idea?

You already agree to this. Congratulations, you now have a new friend.

Now he is simply shocked by how much you know. Incidents, rumors, secrets of other people, etc. You're just a goldmine! Wait, you can start again so he can write down everything you say?

Perhaps he would even offer you a contract so that you could help him find out some details about other students.

Kalim Al-Asim

The most sociable boy and the most inconspicuous boy?

Most likely he met you completely by chance and could even invite you to come to a party at his dorm. Then, a couple of weeks later, meeting you again, he asked you why you didn’t come and stood in a stupor when you said that you were there.

Oh? Are you serious? Maybe he didn't notice? A couple of times I even apologized to you for treating you like that.

Afterwards, you began to catch his eye much more often, and now you are friends with him. He really likes your stories about everything that he could have missed for some reason.

When he introduced you to Jamil, he was even surprised that Jamil was much less hostile than usual. He even compared you to his friend a couple of times.

Just like Riddle began introducing you to all his friends and acquaintances. “A lot of friends are great, let’s go, I have a lot of cool friends who will like you!”

Also, when you say that sometimes you don’t go to school, because your absence isn’t celebrated, he just stands there and bats his eyelashes. This is great! But next time, will you go to class with him?

Vil Schoenheit

He didn’t pay attention to you at all until you happened to be nearby and said something about his performance in the new film.

Well, from that moment you flashed before his eyes more often and, to his surprise, he even remembered your name. But he hasn’t seen you at all before, where are you from?

Perhaps I even talked to you a couple of times just about something and was surprised at how much you know. Are you aware of all the rumors, opinions and secrets between students?

You also say that you often hear about him, and then he looks up at you. Okay, maybe you have some point.

Now you see each other more often and tell everything that you learned not so long ago; finally, his presence even calms you down in a sense, because you see in him something deeper than just a famous person.

I think he doesn't like the fact that you don't have to go to class for a few days. Yes, you are not marked as absent, but you still need to study, don’t you?

Of all his acquaintances, only Rook most likely knows about you, since he watched you a couple of times.

Idia Shroud

He finally left his room, knowing that there was no one at this time. Why are you here??

You also noticed him and even greeted him. Are you familiar with him? He doesn't remember you. He's sure that even Ortho hasn't heard of you.

Later, he also saw you a couple of times in empty corridors or on the street. Okay, now he knows your name. But he is absolutely sure that he has never seen you.

After a long period of time, he can finally consider you and him friends and you appear in his room for the first time. When he tells you about new games that came out not so long ago, you say that you have already played them and he literally sits there like: 😲🤨

Okay, turns out you know a LOT. He is also surprised that you heard a lot of gossip among the students. He's not even sure that this is possible. Are you so inconspicuous???

When you say that you can’t go to class for a few days and no one tells you anything about it, he may be jealous. He would really like you not to go to classes with these normies ✋

Malleus Draconia

Do people forget about you too???

Well, he found a man who is exactly like him. Only now, if it is present somewhere, then obviously everyone notices it, and you? Completely unnoticed, how does this happen?

When you tell him about some events when he was not there, he is very happy to listen to your voice. You know a lot, don't you?

He is also surprised when you say that you don’t go to class for a couple of days, because no one really cares. He doesn’t fully understand why this happens and invites you to walk with him.

He also tells his friends about you in Diasomnia and neither Lilia, nor Sebek or Silver have heard anything about you. Maybe you're a new student? But even so, they are really glad that their Malleus finally has a friend who is not afraid of him and calmly communicates with him.

Now many people notice how Malleus Draconia himself is walking with some unknown person. Are you an exchange student? Or new? Now you hear that you appear in conversations between students. This is unusual for you, but since you have a good friend, you can, in principle, tolerate some rumors.

Divus Crewel

He had heard about you and sometimes even saw you in the corridors, but the first time he spoke to you was when you came to replace one of the teachers.

Neither he nor the students knew you at all and even thought that you were a new teacher. When you say that you've been working here for a couple of years, everyone is completely surprised.

Most likely, many students skip your lessons because they simply do not remember that you teach them something.

Crewel even mentioned you a couple of times to other teachers, and surprisingly only Mozus Trein knows about you.

You also tell him about rumors and some news between students. He is very surprised, because how can students not notice that a teacher is next to them?

You just shrug your shoulders to all his questions.

Although, perhaps your stealth is quite convenient in some cases, right? It is much easier for you to find troublemakers and let them work out their punishment.

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OH EM GEE LOVED THAT GRUMPY X SUNSHINE FIC WITH JAMES SO MUCH, I was wondering about a grumpy!sirus and sunshine!reader/ sunshine and sunshine protector (omg that trope with a platonic marauders 😩😩) I lvoe your writing so much babe <333

thank you thank you! here is some grumpy!sirius and sunshine!reader. i still don't know that i've got this trope totally down correctly but hope you like it anyway! :) | fem!reader, fluff, 1k

You can hardly hear Remus when you pick up the phone. You check the clock on the wall. It's time for him to be at the pub with James and Sirius, so you're not sure why he's calling.

"Hello?" you say. 

"Oh, thank fuck," Remus cries. If he's cursing, you know something is up.

"What's wrong? Is Sirius there?" You expect that maybe he's gotten into trouble with another patron or that he's let his phone die and asked Remus to tell you. 

"Is that her? Did you get her? Beg her, Remus. Tell her I'll buy her drinks for a week!" James is shouting in the background to be heard through the phone.

"I'm handling it," Remus calls back. You pull the speaker away from your ear as he does. What is going on? "Sorry," he says, much quieter now. He must have cupped his hand over the microphone. "Listen, can you come out to the pub? Our regular one?"

"But it's boy's night," you say. They invite you round more often than not, but it's important to you that they get to have their time as mates, too. 

"I know," he sighs. "But--" There's a bit of a commotion and a lot of cursing and then James comes on the line.

"Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, can you come 'round? Your boyfriend is being miserable and it's going to get us kicked out. And this is my favorite spot!" Your stomach ties itself in a knot. Sirius? He hasn't texted you about anything concerning beyond reminding you that he'd be home later than usual. 

"Is he okay?" James must hear your concern because he backpedals.

"Oh, yeah, he's fine, love, honest. We just ran into that tosser Lestrange on the way over and he's a bit sour. Family drama, and all that. Can you just come and get him to chill the fuck out, please?"

You're already reaching for your purse. It still makes you a little giddy that everyone knows you're the one who Sirius responds to the most. For some reason you can always bring him out of a mood, and you like doing it. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes or so."

"Is she coming?" Remus calls from the background. "Can I have my phone back now, please?" You end the call and shove your feet into your shoes and head out the door. You're not really in a pub-going outfit, but it'll have to do. You know that Sirius won't care much. 

When you get to the bar you shoulder your way to the back where you know they'll be. Familiar faces call out your name and you wave to them, dispensing smiles and greetings with genuine happiness. 

Your heart swells when you finally get to the back booth. Sirius is sat on one side, glaring at the beer in his hands. James and Remus are chatting to some other friends close by. As soon as you take a step towards your boyfriend, he looks up, like he sensed you coming. And his entire body transforms. He sits up straighter, his hands loosening their grip on the glass. He doesn't smile, not quite, but his jaw unclenches and his pupils dilate. 

You beam at him. He quickly scoots out of the booth to greet you, hands outstretched as you reach for him in turn. 

"My girl," he says, kissing your cheek before pulling you in for a hug. "What are you doing here?" Sirius rarely sounds delighted unless he's talking about how his club crushed their rival or how he managed to trick James into glueing his hand to his face, but this is pretty close. 

You shrug in his hold. "Got bored at home." He pulls away and smoothes his thumb over one of your eyebrows. 

"Hmm," he says. "Try again." You laugh, loudly and freely, and that does get him to smile. Only a little, but you count it as a victory. His smiles are like treasures and you keep them all in a lock-box in your chest. 

"Remus called," you tell him honestly. He makes an annoyed noise, looking over his shoulder to glare at his friends. Both of them resolutely keep their gaze elsewhere. 

Sirius leads you back to the booth and you settle in next to him, thigh pressed to his. He drapes an arm around you. Seeing that the danger has passed, James and Remus slide in on the other side. 

"I told them not to bother you," Sirius says, frowning. But his hands betray him, one curling around your shoulder and the other resting warm and heavy on your kneecap. 

"As if this is a bother," you scold. "Plus, James said he'd buy my drinks." You look at your t-shirt -- and old one of Sirius', and frown. "I wish I had thought to change, though."

"No," he says quickly. His fingers tuck under the collar to press into your bare skin. "No, I like this."

"It's fucking magic," Remus mutters from the other side of the booth. "Unbelievable."

James has his head in his hands. "It's like he didn't tell me to shove my head up my ass ten minutes ago." Sirius flips them off and leans in close, pressing his lips to your ear.

"It's obvious you're wearing my shirt," he says, voice gravely. You flight the urge to shiver. "Got me thinking all kinds of inappropriate things over here."

"Alright, you're going to get us kicked out for a different reason," James whines. You look at him and he winks. It's obvious that you're the keeper of Sirius's happiness and no one minds all that much, considering they love him. You all do. It's the easiest thing in the world.

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Safe in your arms

Pairing: Tangerine x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, misogyny, threat of violence (not towards the Reader)

A/N: I decided his real name is Ethan, with no context or back story. I just like the name and it would suit him 😁

Tangerine had your number memorized - he ought to, given how many times he has dialed it. In fact, he memorized it as soon as you wrote it on the piece of napkin when he met you in that rooftop bar in London.

He was working with Lemon, completely focused on their target, until he saw you getting harassed. He stepped in, kissing your cheek, and met the man's eyes. The dude was visibly shaken.

"You didn't say you had a new toy."

"I don't owe you anything, Marcus. Least of all a list of who I'm seeing." You glared at the man.

"Have fun with a used woman." Marcus spat at Tangerine. As he turned around, Tangerine wanted to grab him by the neck and throw him off of the roof, but your hand stopped him.

"Leave him. His ego is wounded, and he's lashing out." You waved your hand and let go of the situation.

"What a child." Tangerine muttered.

"Male fragility more like it."

"Do you usually go for men like that?"

"I don't date boys - him included." You finally met Tangerines' eyes.

"So what happened to him?"

"I told him I'm not interested, but he has yet to grasp that idea."

"How many times did you have to say no?"

"I think now it was the fourth time."

"Why keep being polite?"

"Because being mean might get me in trouble."

"Well, I'd be happy to assist you. If you want him to stop bothering you, just say the word and you will never hear from him again."

Your eyebrows shot up and you considered the man in front of you. He was very handsome. Strong, but at the same time still delicate.

"I don't doubt you'd do that, but I don't need your help. Thank you, though. That was very kind of you to jump in before." You smiled at him and jumped off the bar stool. Only then did you realize how much taller he really was.

"Wait. I know that this is a bit forward of me, but I was hoping you'd give me your phone number?" Tangerine wanted to bite his tongue immediately after saying those words.

He was glad his mouth was quicker than his brain. Five years later, and you were still in his life. The phone rang six times, before he heard your still groggy voice pick up.

"It's nine am, Love. Are you still in bed?" Tangerine grinned.

"Ethan, morning." He could hear you smile. He loved hearing his name roll from your lips. He could picture you right now, lazing around, still in your underwear with his T-shirt, with the work laptop turned on, giving the illusion that you were already working.

"It's already evening here." He almost scolded.

"When are you coming back? I feel like it's been weeks since I saw you."

"Have you been thinking about me?" Tangerine smirked as he whispered into the phone, looking around to see if anyone was listening.

"You know I have." You smirked into the phone on your side of the world. "Although I appreciate that no one is hogging the whole bed every night." You joked.

"I hate to tell you this, Love, but you're the bed hog."

"Agree to disagree." You smiled. "Are you okay?"

"I'm doing good. How are you holding up?" Tangerine looked out of the window at the passing landscape.

"I'm okay. I met some friends yesterday, and we ended up going for cocktails. It was a bad idea, drinking on a work day." You giggled.

"I'm glad you had fun. But take it easy today, and please don't go out jogging if you feel sick."

"Ethan, stop worrying about me, just come home as soon as you can, okay?" Your voice got serious.

"Okay. We are almost done, I'll be there hogging the bed again in no time." Tangerine smiled.

"Okay. I love you." You smacked your lips, sending him a vitual kiss.

"I love you." He smiled and hung up.

Contrary to his fantasy, you have been up for the last 3 hours, worrying about your boyfriend. He should've been back several days ago, but he took an extra job since he was already in Tokyo. But something felt off to you, and you have been worried since then. Going out drinking helped you out with putting the nagging feeling away at least for a bit. But then you woke up from another nightmare, still drunk from a few hours before.

However, hearing him just now made you feel so much better and you were able to focus and stop dreading what may go wrong. You went back to hoping and impatiently waiting for Ethan to be back, safe in your arms.

Thank you for reading ✨️😊

The GIF belongs to the amazing creator 🙏✨️

#aaron taylor johnson #bullet train #tangerine #tangerine imagine #tangerine x reader #fluffy #safe in your arms #short story #fanfic

[no-see-um-incorrect]

Cinnamon sugar 

another BitterSweet Trio poly Fic!!! 🩷🍪🧡 Just in time for Valentine’s Day

Hope you enjoy

No TW this time (unless there’s something I missed then please tell me)

“…Al are you sure about this?” Seth‘s voice was filled with concern as he watches his boyfriend balancing precariously on a step ladder and a few books “almost…got it..HAHA!-WHOW!” Alphonse loses his footing and falls backwards into Seth’s arms much to the smaller man’s irritation “I got it~” Al waves a fairly large, seemingly handmade book in Seth’s face before hopping out of his arms

“holy shit! is that your pops old recipe book?” Al slides into the kitchen and tosses the recipe book on the counter and Seth hops on the stool “hell yeah it is! and I’m lucky my dad made these recipes dumbass proof” “why? He knew how to cook” “HE did. me and my Ma? Nah. Better have home insurance” seth laughed and Alphones fliped the pages. Each page felt sturdy, like they got stronger with age. “He practically drilled them in my head. said “your gonna need to make food for your loved ones one day”” seth smiled down at the book of recipes “....little did he know I’d still be feeding you” Al leant over the counter to kiss his forehead, seth's face turned bright red still not quite used to that….from either of them and i don't think he ever will. “Um i *ahem* why ya getting this stuff out?” al snickers at his reaction “bet he'd have never guessed id have two people to care for~” Al attempts to lean in for a kiss but seth pushes his face away “aw come on! No kiss for ya Boi!?” “you'll get a kiss when you can stay on task” al sighs and continues reading the recipe “french toast bake plus strawberries”

“so you wanna make breakfast as a surprise for sugar?” “I need some help....and you take direction well-OW!” Seth smacks Al’s shoulder then gestures to the book “okok!..there's a list of stuff here. You get that i'll get the bowls and shit”

“And in the oven it goes. see~ i told you we could cook without catching the house on fire” “hold on now theres still time during baking” they both laugh ending in a comfortable silence.

“I'm honestly surprised sugar aint’ up yet” “well that just means we have a little more time..got any ideas?” seth thinks for a moment a devious grin appearing across his face “...yea i got one” Al slides onto the counter in front of seth “oh yea and what's tha-HM” Seth pulls him into a kiss by the collar of his sweater. The kiss lasted a few seconds when seth pulls away “how's that as a kiss for “Ya Boi” sufficient enough?” a few seconds of silence and adoring eye contact before Al speaks up “......Your gay” “THIS is why i don't try” seth attempts to walk away but gets trapped by Al’s legs “Get back here cowboy~” Al wraps his arms around seth's neck “hey~ i love you” “i love you too ya goof” “im serious. Your the cinnamon to my cinnamon sugar toast OH and Boo’s the bread cause they bake And without them…we wouldn't be together” “aw Al….that’s really sweet” they press their foreheads together basking in the soft embrace of each other

“OK who turned off my alarm!”

They both chuckle hearing their partner from the other room “Good morning Boo!” “mornin’ sugar”

I hear sugarboo’s footsteps. Alphonse hops off the counter to avoid getting scolded “oOoO something smells good in here!” “Al got the bright idea to turn your alarm off and wake me up to make breakfast” “well I don’t see the fire extinguisher anywhere, so I’m assuming everything went smoothly” Sugarboo gives them both well-deserved kisses. and sits on the barstool. The timer went off, and Alphonse is very careful taking the dish out of the oven “happy Valentine’s Day Boo!” “holy shit! That looks really fucking good! Whose recipe did you use?!” “my dad’s. he used to keep a book of all of um’ and I wanted to cook some breakfast for my two favorite people” Seth wraps his arm around Alphonse’s waist. Boo smiles with adoration in their eyes looking at their boys

“you know I’m really proud of you two. Not just for cooking, but for making it this far. You make me feel so fucking lucky” they push themselves up and wrap their arms around Alphonse and Seth

“Happy Valentine’s Day boys” they hold each other tightly and contently

“aright now let’s eat I’m fucking starving”

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Happy Valentine’s Day everyone🫶

I hope you all are having a great day rather celebrating alone or with someone else

Hope you enjoyed this little thing with the boys

#yuurivoice #writing #yuurivoice seth #yuurivoice fic #yuurivoice alphonse #yuurivoice sugarboo #bittersweet trio #fluff and only fluff #happy Valentine’s Day

[happilyhertale]

Destiny is all - Osferth x female!reader, Part 3

Summary: You are Finan's sister. You live in a village in Scotland, near the border with Northumbria. You lead a quiet life until your brother decides to visit you with his boys and your life changes completely.

Pairing: Osferth x fem!reader

Author’s note: Hey you (:

Now I am finally sharing my little Osferth story with you. The events are a little different from the story in the series. (No, Osferth will not die either). I hope you will enjoy it! English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Warnings: Smut; 18+; NSFW Word count: 2.7 k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Other stories of mine

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You hear a loud crack. You open your eyes and groan a little as the sun shines in your face, just rising. Your head throbs a little. You hold your hand protectively over your eyes so that the sun does not blind you. A shadow stands in front of you and as you look closer, you recognise Uhtred. He stands in front of you and grins at you. He is eating an apple and chewing with relish. And then you realise why Uhtred is grinning. You look down at your body and see that Osferth has put his arm around you. He also groans softly as he slowly wakes up. Slowly Osferth pulls his arm away from you. The morning freshness, which immediately takes the place previously occupied by his body heat, makes you shiver slightly. You sit up and see that Finan is already awake. He is looking straight up at the sky. He looks almost relaxed. You have to grin. Slowly you take a small stick that is lying next to you and throw it at him.

He only looks over at you for a moment, annoyed, as you giggle.

You all get up and pack up your things. As you roll up your furs, however, you notice that something is hitting you in the back.

You turn around and see Finan looking conspicuously in the other direction.

"Finan... I know it was ya," you say seriously, but you have to chuckle.

Finan grins and goes to his horse.

When you have stowed your things, you ride off.

No one really talks much in the morning. You have a bit of a headache from the ale you drank the night before. Finan rides silently beside you, while the sun is shining in your face.

"Baby Monk was holding ya?", Finan asks you at some point.

You look at him a little irritated at first, "Pardon?" you ask.

Finan looks at you now, "Well... Osferth... he held ya this morning,"

You clear your throat quietly, "Well... Yea.. I guess he likes to put his arm around other people when he sleeps," you reply.

Finan nods slowly, "Sure... But why were ya lying so close to him?"

You snort lightly, "Are ya serious, Finan? It was cold and I was freezing. And I can't sleep near ya because I'll go deaf"

He gives a short laugh, "But ya do know I'm not afraid to kill a monk?"

You look at him angrily, "And I hope ya know I'm a grown woman?"

He looks at you unimpressed, "Still, I won't stop looking after ya"

You shake your head and try to kick him lightly, "I don't think ya need to protect me from a monk"

He laughs lightly and rides away from you a little.

Behind you, Osferth and Uhtred ride in silence. Osferth watches you, a little embarrassed. He doesn't want to look at you all the time, trying to concentrate on something else. He concentrates on the chirping of the birds. He pays attention to the shadows in the forest cast by the light of the sun. But his gaze always falls on you.

He is not quite sure how it could have happened yesterday. He was just trying to keep you warm, and suddenly you were kissing. He couldn't help it... Your lips were so soft, he couldn't stop.

But you didn't mention it this morning. And now he's unsure if you even remember it, or if you even wanted to kiss him. Did he perhaps push you into it?

But Uhtred snaps Osferth out of his thoughts "He, Osferth... Judging by the look on your face, you finally want to lose your virginity?" grins Uhtred.

Osferth looks startled, "Lord... I am not a virgin," Osferth mutters.

But Uhtred only laughs lightly.

"You didn't deny you wanted to sleep with her," Uhtred teases him further.

Osferth just shakes his head, but can't quite stifle a grin.

"I will not dignify that with a response," Osferth tries to say seriously.

You hear Uhtred laughing behind you. You look over your shoulder and see him and Osferth smiling. But you look ahead again and have to smile too.

Your thoughts devour you again. You don't know exactly what happened yesterday. After Osferth pulled you close to him to warm you, you had a very vivid dream. The dream was beautiful, it was so real. In the dream you were kissing each other. The kisses were incredibly beautiful and gentle. The memory of your dream makes you bite your lip lightly. Your cheek turns a light pink. And somehow you fear that when you look at Osferth you will blush just as much as you do now.

You clear your throat slightly again and you can still hear the boys laughing behind you.

You don't ride for long until you arrive at the next village. And Uhtred decides that you will ride no further so that Sihtric can follow you. You dismount from your horses and make sure they are fed. Finan goes into the inn and you follow him. It is noisy in the inn and even though it is only midday, many people are already drinking. Finan gets some ale and you sit down at a table. You drink your ale and watch the people around you. Uhtred has arranged rooms for you and soon joins you. Time passes quickly and you drink more and more. You laugh a lot and slowly you dare to look Osferth in the face again.

After a while Sihtric suddenly appears.

"Lord," he says simply.

Uhtred looks at him in surprise and you see he is already slightly drunk "Sihtric? Back so soon?"

Sihtric nods and sits down with you, "I didn't have to do much to get the information, Lord. I spent the night sitting around the fire with men and they talked about what they were up to," Sihtric says.

Uhtred looks at him promptly, "And?" he says finally.

"They want to meet with Ubba's people. They want to form a larger army to take Winchester," Sihtric finally says.

Your gaze falls on Uhtred. He seems unimpressed, but you see his mind working.

It is noisy around you. Some people are playing their instruments to fill the room with music and even more people are shouting in confusion. But the silence at your table is deafening.

"Well...", Uhtred finally says, "we have to stop that"

The boys talk about how they are going to stop it and you listen attentively. But they have already drunk too much to come up with a workable plan now. Your conversation drift off. Eventually, you keep drinking and laughing. At some point you are so drunk that you persuade the boys to arm wrestle with you. But you only manage to beat Finan once. With both arms you try to press his hand on the table. You are sure that he is not using all his strength, but you beat him. You shriek with joy and he grins at you.

You continue to drink and at some point you realise that all the ale wants to come out of you again. You have to pee. Without saying a word, you stand up. Your head is spinning, but you totter towards the exit of the inn.

The boys are so deep in their cups and conversations that they don't notice you leaving the inn. But Osferth still notices you staggering out of the inn. Slowly he gets up and goes after you. Outside the inn he catches up with you, "Lady? Are you all right? Where are you going?" he asks you. His words reveal that he is not entirely sober either.

You turn around, chuckle slightly and have to brace yourself against the wall, "Os...!" you say cheerfully, "I need to pee... Would ya like to come with me?" you giggle.

Osferth blushes slightly, "Of course not, lady!"

You start to pout a little, and Osferth notices it immediately.

"No, Lady... I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that..."

Again you giggle, "Wait here Os!"

He looks after you a little irritated, but amused, as you disappear for a moment.

When you come back to him, you suddenly stumble. Osferth catches you, "Oi... Lady... Perhaps I should put you to bed?"

You smile, "Yes... I would like that"

Osferth isn't sure if he got that right, but he puts his arm around your waist and wordlessly takes you to the room.

Due to his alcohol level, Osferth has difficulty accompanying you to the room. You sometimes totter and stumble and you often have to giggle. But when you reach your room, you just drop onto the bed, breathing a little heavily and still having to giggle slightly.

Osferth wants to put a blanket over you, but you don't let go of his arm, you want to pull him down to you. He hesitates a little, but lets you pull him down. This time you don't want it to remain a dream.

He lies in bed with you and you snuggle up to him. He holds you in his arms until he suddenly notices how you start to move your hips towards him. He closes his eyes, he just wants to lie in bed with you… He exhales heavily. Until he feels your lips leaving soft kisses on his neck. Slowly they caress his soft skin.

He swallows visibly.

But suddenly you fear that this is not what he wants and you are about to move away from him when you notice how his hands suddenly grip your hips.

He guides you and moves you further against him. You look up at him and just like yesterday in your dream, your noses touch. But this time you are sure it is not a dream. You hesitate for a moment and bite your lip. But then you let your lips slide onto his. They feel exactly as you imagined in your dream. So incredibly soft. You've never felt lips so soft. As his hand slides to your bottom and grips a little, you whimper into his mouth.

"Oh... Os... I didn't know..."

"...That I was capable of such a thing...?" he smirks against your lips. Suddenly you notice his hand on your thigh, sliding up gently.

You gasp briefly and reach for his arm.

"It's only a sin if I don't ask for forgiveness," he whispers as his fingers gently slide up your thigh.

You bite your lip and you see his eyes searching your gaze. How they try to ask for your permission without words.

But you do not answer. You push your hips towards his fingers and grasp the back of his neck. You pull him closer to you and let your lips slide onto his again. Osferth does not hesitate for long and lets his fingers slide over your folds.

Only your underwear separates his fingers from your wet arousal. You moan into his mouth. He lets his fingers glide gently over your underwear. But suddenly he pushes your underwear aside. His fingers are immediately soaked with your arousal. He groans at the feeling. You gasp as he slides his fingers along your folds again and again. As he circles your pearl and caresses it, you cry out and your hips move against his fingers.

"Os...", you moan. Your hand grips his bicep more firmly. He kisses you wildly. Without warning, he lets two of his fingers slide inside you. Your pussy immediately clenches around his fingers in response. You are a moaning mess. His fingers spoil you and you can't hold back. You feel his warm breath, which also quickens.

He lets his fingers slide into you faster. His palm brushes your pearl with each thrust. Obscene noises fill the room. He increases the speed again as his fingers disappear inside you. You feel his thumb making circular movements on your pearl.

Your thighs start to tremble, your arousal runs along your ass. You grab his neck again, pull him to you and kiss him deeply. Your walls clench frantically around his fingers.

"My lady... cum on my fingers..." he gasps. You can only whimper. With the next thrust he inserts another finger into you and thrusts his three fingers into you almost brutally. Your breathing is heavy and you moan into his ear. His thumb continues to put pressure on your pearl. You gasp and moan as a hard pressure builds in your lower belly.

"Os..." you can only moan and then it is over. You cry out and your walls spasm uncontrollably around his walls.

You squirt over his fingers and only hear him groan deeply at the sight. His fingers continue to slide in and out of you and are completely soaked. You breathe heavily and whimper softly. Only when your walls stop clenching around his fingers does he slowly pull his fingers out of you. You can't help but kiss him. A deep rumble forms in his chest. He is also breathing heavily as you look into his eyes. You gently caress his cheek.

"I should ask for forgiveness a little more in the morning," he whispers. You blush slightly and have to laugh.

He grins too and kisses you again. Your tongues glide gently around each other.

"Have I got ya into trouble with the holy lord now?" you murmur against his lips. You notice how he grins, "I'd take that trouble any day," he whispers.

You see his gentle face, he smiles at you and your eyes fall on the cross hanging around his neck.

You get curious, "But... how is it that ya can be intimate with women...", you can't finish the question, but Osferth understands what you want to ask.

"Prayers," he says softly.

"And that is exactly why I need to pray more and intensely. I pray for forgiveness and understanding. Pray that the holy lord will guide me back to the right path... Until I relapse again...", he smiles at you.

You giggle, "Os! I am shocked... "

He just smiles, "Well... I think it's the influence of your brother and the other boys..."

As Osferth mentions Finan, you realise that Osferth should be leaving your bed soon.

He gently caresses your cheek, "I should go to my bed..." he whispers.

"I know..." you just say softly. He kisses you softly, continues to caress your cheek gently.

When he wants to get up, you hold him tightly, "Stay a little longer...", you say softly.

He chuckles softly, "If Finan catches me in your bed, I will never be able to share your bed again," he says softly.

You sigh, but let him go.

Osferth reluctantly leaves your bed. He lies down in the bed next to yours. You look at each other and have to grin. Like silly lovers.

When suddenly the door to your room opens. The other boys come stumbling in.

"I'm sleeping in y/n's bed," Uhtred mumbles.

"I don't think y/n would want to sleep in a bed with someone who smells like wet dog," Sihtric replies.

You have to smile slightly, because all you hear is a muffled noise and the gasp of Sihtric.

"Nobody sleeps in y/n's bed!" you suddenly hear from Finan, who is the last to stumble into the room.

"Everyone goes to their bed!"

You can still hear them giggling and teasing each other until silence eventually falls. You turn onto your back and look up at the ceiling. You can still feel Osferth's touch on your body. You bite your lip lightly, wanting to go over to his bed. You look over at him, but his eyes are closed.

Outside on the street, people are shouting and singing. But at some point you are only distantly aware of the voices and fall asleep.

The next morning you are sitting in the inn. You are all a bit hungover and eating your breakfast. When Osferth suddenly gets up, "Excuse me a moment," he mumbles.

"Where are you going?" asks Uhtred as he chews.

"I have to go to the church... ask a little forgiveness," says Osferth almost shyly.

You were about to take a sip from your cup, and this time you are the one who chokes. The boys look at you and Osferth gives you a barely noticeable wink.

Your cheeks turn red, but you just look at your plate and try to continue eating in silence.

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[mangowafflesss]

Hi Hi would you be able to write something with soap (or any other 141) with a partner who's really good at Nerf war yk? Like they never miss and soap calls in back up from gaz and ghost (maybe Alejandro and Rudy) and they all try to get reader but they can't. Reader is just unnecessarily good.

Anyways I love your work!! Have a fantastic day<3

I hope that this okay! Reader is GN in this so I hope you enjoy <3

You don't know how you got into this position but you couldn't deny the fact that it was hilarious. You had found your collection of nerf gun in the attic and decided to donate them seeing as you were no longer a child and they could be loved by someone else.

"What've you got there?" you heard Johnny say from the living room, his head popped up over the back of the sofa and you gave him a smile and walked inside.

"Just some old things I'm getting rid of"

You saw him peer inside of the box and he pulled out one of the guns and picked up some of the foam bullets "Why don't we have a go" he suggests loading up the bullets. You let out a laugh and shake your head "Don't you think we're a little old to be doing that? Besides your friends are coming over soon"

"Oh come on! Just one game... please" he bats his pretty eyelashes at you and you cave and say yes.

Here's how you found yourself hiding behind one of the garden chairs shielding yourself from the incoming flurry of fake bullets. When you didn't hear anymore you took one shot and got John straight in the chest which makes his stop with confusion "How- wha? No you cheated"

"How could I cheat babe? I just shot you and now I won, now put them back in the-"

"No lets go again, no hiding this time" you knew he was serious by the way his eyebrows furrowed together.

After many rounds of ducking, running and dodging you won every round, hitting him in the head, chest and back. He complained every time and was starting to get frustrated. "I don't understand how-"

"Hello? You guys back here?"

You heard multiple voices coming from the side gate of the house and you turned to see Johnny's friends arriving with their beer cases in hand. "Hey guys you can put them in the kitchen" you pointed Ghost and Alejandro to the back door which they nodded at and put the beers inside.

"Gaz come here and grab one of them" Soap said to the box that was sitting on the garden table. Gaz took one of them out with some bullets and smiled happily to himself "I didn't know you guys had these"

"Me either but now we have a mission Gaz, get them okay. Me and you against them"

Gaz understood and said his apologies before aiming at you. You shot him before he could even start and he was left dumfounded.

The backyard soon came to life as you, Soap and Gaz ran around trying to shoot one another, you even took a leap and rolled on the ground while simultaneously shooting Gaz. Alejandro and Ghost were watching from the doorway of the house while Rudy was cheering you on while sipping on a beer.

"Someone please, help us!" Gaz shouted and Alejandro soon enough was introduced but it was no challenge for you.

You shot them all and when you turned around Ghost was picking one out of the box, you pointed and aimed and it bounced off his head, his blonde waves moving with the wind.

"Damn, they are way too good" Gaz breathes out and you shrug your shoulders. "I'm not really, its just luck" you play it off and hide the smirk that's creeping up your face. They will never know

"Ale, we should make them a Los Vaquero" Rudy shouts from where he is and Alejandro just laughs

"No no, they are a honorary member of the 141" Gaz says proudly wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

"Alright guys lets calm down and eat some food, I'm starved after beating all your asses" you giggle and run into the house before any stray bullets hit you in the back.

Maybe you will keep your precious nerf guns after all...

#john soap mactavish x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #gaz x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #rodolfo parra x reader

[ritcchamadayo]

Hello!

I saw that requests are open

Can i request an s/o that is a demon slayer? Then they tell them about their mission in the entertainment district?

Dorm leaders please

Thank you for sending a request! (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ Kimetsu no Yaiba is a real interesting concept to work into TWST, but i hope this suits you well!

You did WHAT?!

Kimetsu no Yaiba x Twisted Wonderland Dorm Leaders x Demon Slayer!Reader ;

It's quite weird to see someone with an affinity for swords in Twisted Wonderland, so your appearance in NRC brought quite the attention onto yourself, especially from the housewardens. It isn't an exaggeration to say you missed your old life, your old job as a demon slayer fighting alongside your friends, but thankfully the NRC students really love hearing your stories and adventures!

"There was a time where I went on a really dangerous mission with my friends," you started. "An upper moon demon was sighted in the entertainment district, and I had to go undercover to lure them out!"

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle didn't understand what "entertainment district" meant before you explained. He lived in solitude and his mother never taught him anything of the sorts, after all.

His face became as red as his hair when we understood what it meant. "S-so, you went undercover in t-that sort of situation..."

It's for the greater good, Riddle understands, but he can't help but wonder what you had to do there (he's overthinking it)

You recall your meeting with the demons. The housewarden was amazed that you could defend yourself against such enemy using only your katana, even if you had gotten beaten up pretty badly

"Even if it wasn't a... Noble place to have a fight, it's still very commendable that you defended the citizens. I can assure you Twisted Wonderland is much safer, but if any danger were to come up, I shall fight alongside you."

Leona Kingscholar

He understood what "entertainment district" meant almost immediately. He probably learnt it somewhere from the palace, but Leona doesn't pry.

"Ho? You, going undercover in a place like that? You have guts, I'll give you that."

Leona knows what kinds of business places like that entails, be it dirty businesses or dark businesses. The fact that you managed to navigate your way through it was very interesting.

You mentioned the demon siblings to him, and your stories about how the younger sibling kept whining reminded him of how clingy Cheka is to him. At least Cheka sounds less annoying, though.

"Well, I don't know what kind of dirty work you did back then, but ain't that an interesting story. Guess you're not a helpless little herbivore after all, huh?" He teased.

Azul Ashengrotto

"You WHAT?! You went WHERE?!???"

He's very flustered

You probably had to explain to him for a few minutes that nothing happened while you were undercover and that you only had to serve the Oiran and help her with her work

Yes the Oiran turned out to be the demon, Azul was shocked at the plot twist because he had thought it had stopped at her abuse of power

The demon's attack patterns using her obi sash reminded him of his own appendages. Perhaps he can use his tentacles that way if the Tweels decide to pick on his merform again someday..

"A-Ahem- My my, I did not expect such a feat from you.. But rest assured, there shall be no such thing when I'm by your side! And you won't have to do any undercover missions in dangerous places like that either.."

Kalim Al-Asim

Pure bby sunshine probably doesn't know what entertainment district entails, and you didn't want to explain either (or you'll face Jamil's wrath)

"Oh? Is it entertainment like singing and dancing?" "Uhh... Y-yeah...."

He thought the idea of meeting and going up against demons of that caliber was really scary, he held onto your arms the entire time you told the story

He was really worried about what kinds of injuries you got from the fight, pure sunshine ;;;; he'd trail his hands over your once-injured arm, or hug you tightly knowing that your broken ribs fully healed and you were no longer in pain

"T-that sounds scary!! Oh man, I'm so glad you're still alive and well... Next time, I'll protect you so you don't have to get hurt like that ever again! It's a promise!"

Vil Schoenheit

Another person who knows what "entertainment district" entails, and frowns when he heard you mention it.

"The Oiran must be quite the beauty, seeing that everyone in the district bows down to her. I'm sure she's no match for me, of course." You can't help but agree.

He can't help but wonder what kind of cover you used to infiltrate... He hopes it's not some tacky, badly worn make-up... Surely Vil could dress you up way better than that.

Vil notices that your calloused fingertips must be the results of your heavy training with the katana and your grip on it from the fight, and he truly respects the effort you put into it.

"Oh my, that's quite an adventure you got there. The callouses on your fingertips are proof of your hard work. But surely you could have dressed better for the occasion?" He said, while holding your hand in his and tracing over your fingertips.

Idia Shroud

It sounds like it came straight out of an anime and Idia's into it (he doesn't know it did come from an anime)

Oh he knows what an entertainment district is, of course. You could see the tips of his flaming hair turn pink if you didn't explain that you weren't doing anything "sus" in there

He took the story like a game- he'd visualize and analyze the enemies attack patterns and try to come up with an attack to thwart the enemies

He really wants to see your katana someday, he really REALLY wants to touch a real life-sized katana instead of the ones he uses in his games. As expected from Gloomurai, I suppose?

"You know, you could have leveled up your stats or took HP increasing buffs before fighting the final boss so suddenly like that... But I guess that's what makes a plot twist, fuhehe."

Malleus Draconia

"Child of Man, what is an.. entertainment district?"

You explain to him what kind of place it is, and Malleus was very intrigued. "You must be quite the brave one, throwing yourself into such a situation."

You explained the bond between the two demons and how they worked in tandem to each other. Malleus is reminded of Lilia's fighting style in regards to the elder brother demon.

His eyes widen in slight worry whenever you'd mention getting hit or getting badly injured, and he'd hold onto your hands gently as to reassure you it wouldn't happen again

"You are an interesting person, Child of Man. Not even fae can defend themselves using only a sword, even after years of perfecting the art. Perhaps you'd want to show me your sword arts someday?"

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[satorugojooo]

can i ask al haitham jealous? Perhaps the reader is busy with someone from the academy, and that makes Al Haitham jealous

A/n: Ohhhh I can soo see that! It would be quite hilarious too honestly 🤭 anyways I hope you have a great day and thank for requesting! Enjoyyy~

Pairings: Al haitham x gn!reader

Warnings: none, just Al haitham, being a little too jealous

Al haitham had enough. Of course, when you see the esteemed man from the Haravatat you could think he's very smart, wich he is, he looks so wise and very collected, and not only that, he looks like a very rational person, right? Well, yes he is indeed like that, but not when someone is too familiar around his s/o.

He was doing his daily check up to see if everything was right in the Akademiya, and then he just spotted his s/o deciphering some ancient runes. Of course, since his s/o was such a smart and beautiful person, of course someone would always accompany her. And this time, a fellow student was right next to her leaning towards her head as he tried to read the runes from her book.

Al haitham wasn't jealous, he knew his s/o loved him the most, and he had trust in them. But was it really that wrong to feel a little on edge when another guy was so close to his one and only?

He was about to walk to them but sadly, luck wasn't on his side and he heard one of his assistants call him.

"Sir Al Haitham! Could you please look over these documents and sign them? They need to be send to her eminence, Lesser Lord Kusanali." she said and he stopped looking at her. As much as he hated to leave his s/o like that, he had to read these papers since they were meant for the dendro archon. As he sighted he took the papers and he sat at a table near to read these papers. After he carefully signed all of them he handed them to his assistant.

Of course, the whole time he gave small glances towards his s/o in the hopes that the student left, yet he was still too close to them. Not bearing the tension anymore he approached them and looked down at them.

"Yeah that must mean 'sun' but- Oh, sir Al Haitham I didn't expect to see you here today." the student said and Al haitham nodded coldly.

"Yes I had some business here and noticed you both working on some runes." he said and Y/N turned to look at him surprised.

"Oh Al Haitham! I'm glad you came! Perhaps you could look over these texts? We tried to decipher them as good as possible." they said and he looked trough the translations.

"Hmm I'm not sure if it's good, I do have some books that can check the answer in my office, Y/N, you can accompany me there to see." he said and they nodded.

"Ah alright! Thank you for your help Ahsan!" Y/N said and the boy smiled.

"Anything for you Y/N!" he nodded and Al Haitham just looked away visibly annoyed.

As they left he didn't say anything more and Y/N looked at him worried.

"Haitham, is something bothering you?" they said and he didn't even look at them simply entering in the office. As Y/N entered too they were about to let go of the door they just closed when something pushed them to the wall pining them.

"Huh?! Haitham? What are you doing?" they said confused by their boyfriends behavior.

"Why do you allow others to approach you so closely?"he asked looking down at them and they just stared at his eyes.

"Huh? You mean Ahsan? Well, truth to be told I wasn't very comfortable with how close he got but, I can't be rude to him either out of the blue, and if he would came closer yeah I would told him it bothers me but like this I just, couldn't tell him, I felt too rude for saying that. "Y/N said and his eyes softened. Of course they are like that, Al haitham is almost surprised he got so annoyed at this when he knows very well that Y/N is too kind to offend anyone and they would just bear all the struggles alone rather than voicing their thoughts.

"I know you don't like to make remarks towards the others, but if you don't feel comfortable, you have to act sweetheart, I may not be around you all the time, and some people are way worse, they wouldn't stop even if you told them too, that's why you have to be careful. "he said touching their forehead with his.

"I know, but you don't have to worry, in my eyes, you the only one for me." they said cupping his cheek with one hand and closing their eyes. Al Haitham smiled and leaned down for a kiss. After they broke away Y/N giggled softly.

"Whats so funny?" Al haitham asked puzzled and they just chuckled.

"Did you really have some books to check those runes or it was just a good old excuse to take me away from that student?" they said and his cheeks were dusted with a light pink shade.

"Uhm... Of course I have them. I'm not that, jealous after all." he lied and Y/N just smiled.

"Oh sure your not." they said shaking their head helplessly.

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[genshinluvr]

Secrets and Doubts

Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader

Summary: You landed your first-ever job in Inazuma City! You wanted to keep it a secret away from the men for now because, well, you don't know how they'd react if they knew what your job was. Because of your secrecy and strange behavior, your secrecy made the men suspicious of you.

Note: I took time on this fic because I had a lot of things to do for school, and I wanted to be able to type out a lot of stuff for this fic 🥲 It's the weekend, and yet I still have homework to work on and turn in 🗿 So, if you see that the chapters are less than 8-9k words, its because school is starting to get hectic and I'm trying my best to type something out with a full schedule 🥹 Please keep in mind that I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo)

Warnings: Thoma is a bit rude in one part of the story, but it's okay because the reader and Thoma make up toward the end :> (there's a tiny pinch of angst, but not too bad)

Word Count: 9.8k

Today was the longest day of your life. You walk out of the building and head to the secluded area of Inazuma City, stretching your arms in the air before letting out a long yawn. You wiped the forming tears in your eyes and rubbed your eyes tiredly. Today was not only the longest day of your life in Teyvat, but it was also tiring. You’re tired, and you’re in desperate need of a shower and a long nap. 

Recently, you have been hired at this cute cafe in Inazuma, and you’ve been keeping it a secret from your boyfriends. It wasn’t like you didn’t want them to know that you had a job; it was for another reason that you can’t disclose just yet. After all, this cafe that you’re hired at is new and is a little bit different from other cafes throughout Teyvat. You walk over to where the teapot is floating and look at your surroundings, making sure that no one is following you. After confirming that you were alone, you entered the teapot.

Once you’ve entered the teapot, you stumbled on your feet and nearly fell to the ground. You huffed and muttered to yourself about needing to get used to teleport to a new location without losing your footing. It was already nightfall in Teyvat, and at the abode, everyone must’ve been asleep by now. You walk to the front door of the estate sluggishly, your shoulders slumping.

“Now I remember why I hate working.” You groused, pulling your keys out from your pocket before unlocking the front door and walking through the door with your eyes closed. You end up bumping into something, causing you to stumble back slightly. You open your eyes and swallow the lump in your throat when you see your beloved boyfriends standing there with their arms crossed over their chests or their hands propped up on their hips.

You laugh nervously, “Oh, good evening, my loves!” You squeaked, your face heating up with embarrassment. “I, uh, hope you all had some good night's sleep?” You ask, slowly closing the front door behind you.

“Where were you?” Ayato asks, leaning up against the wooden pillar in the estate. If he didn’t look so intimidating right now, you would’ve commented on how good he looks in his nightwear. But seeing the expression on his face, you decided to keep that comment to yourself.

You sigh, “I was in Inazuma City, shopping and exploring the beautiful region.” You said. Technically, you weren’t lying about being in Inazuma City. As for shopping and exploring in Inazuma City, that was a lie that is going to bite you in the ass soon.

“Shopping in Inazuma City, eh?” Al Haitham asks, looking at you with scrutiny. You shift in your spot, feeling awkward with the way Al Haitham was practically sizing you up.

You clear your throat, “Yes, that is correct! I was shopping and exploring Inazuma City.” You said, nodding your head hesitantly.

“Then where are the shopping bags?” Itto asks, cocking his eyebrows at you.

You held your hand up, “Listen, I didn’t say I bought anything. Yes, I went shopping, but I didn’t really bring any mora with me.” You laugh sheepishly.

Childe sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, “Just like Zhongli. Always forgetting your wallet at home and never having mora on you.” He exhales through his nose. 

“To be fair, I can make mora easily. I don’t see the need to bring my wallet with me everywhere I go if I can make mora. But living as a mortal, I believe that it’s necessary for me to carry my wallet with me whenever I leave the abode.” Zhongli murmurs, crossing his arms over his chest.

You sighed softly, “Listen. I’ll try my best not to come back to the abode late again, like today. I lost track of time. I promise it won’t happen again.” 

“We’re not forbidding you from exploring Teyvat on your own. We just don’t want you to stay out too late because we’re worried that something or someone could harm you,” Diluc says, placing his hand on your shoulders.

Kaeya nods his head, “Diluc is right. At the same time, we’re not against you being out of the abode on your own; having you stay out for so long worries us. You don’t have a vision, and we don’t want you to end up getting hurt and not have any one of us to protect you.” 

You point at Xiao, “But I can always call for Xiao if I’m in any danger. He’ll be the first one to be able to show up if I call out his name.” You said.

“While that is true, you also need to keep in mind that I also have my duties as a yaksha,” Xiao says. He crosses his arms over his chest. 

Dainsleif sighs, “Just try not to stay out too late. We understand that it’s easy to lose track of time, but please don’t return too late.” Dainsleif says.

You nod your head, “Of course! I’ll try to come back before the sun is down. Today was just a strange and long day for me.” You sigh, rubbing the back of your neck. “I’m going to go upstairs and take a shower. It’s been a long and tiring day for me.” You said, slowly walking toward the staircase.

Thoma quickly yet gently reaches out to grab at your wrist. “Do you want something to eat after you’re done showering? You weren’t home all day, and we were worried that you didn’t eat all day today.” Thoma says softly.

You smile at Thoma, “Yeah! That’d be nice. Thank you, Thoma!” You said, standing on the tip of your toes before planting a kiss on his cheeks. “I’ll be back downstairs after I’m done with my shower.” You said, giving his hand a light squeeze before walking up the stairs. 

The men watched you walk up the stairs and to your bedroom, shutting the door behind you. They all turn to one another, not saying a word. What else were they supposed to say? The important thing is that you’re home, safe and sound. Nothing happened to you, aside from you having a tiring day, which was odd because how can shopping and exploring Teyvat (specifically Inazuma City) be tiring?

“Do you guys think [Y/N] is telling the truth about shopping around Inazuma City and exploring Inazuma?” Aether asks, sitting down on the wooden stool near the kitchen island.

Heizou shrugs his shoulders, “I believe them when they said that they were in Inazuma City the entire time, but the shopping and exploring part is something I don’t believe in.” said Heizou, leaning against the kitchen counter next to the blond male.

Venti snorts, “What? Are you guys suspicious about them? [Y/N] would never do anything behind our backs.” Venti huffs, plucking at his lyre with a small irritated frown on his face.

Gorou laughs nervously, “I don’t know about that, Venti. [Y/N]’s heart was racing in their chest while they were telling us their whereabouts and why they returned to the abode late.” Gorou shrugs his shoulders, and his ears twitch.

Al Haitham turns to Tighnari, “Is that true? Can you hear their heart race against their chest?” He asks, crossing his arms over his chest while waiting for Tighnari to answer.

Tighnari nods his head slowly, “That is correct. The minute they stepped through that door, their heart was beating at an abnormally fast pace. However, I couldn’t tell whether it was from them being startled at the sudden sight of us or if it was because they were lying about their whereabouts.”

“You guys aren’t suspecting that they’re up to no good now, are you?” Cyno asks, propping both of his hands on his hips while gazing at the men with a stern look on his face. Even though Cyno wanted to know about where you’ve been all day, he knows you’re not up to no good. Though, you being out in Teyvat is a bit strange given the fact that you’re more of a homebody rather than the one to be out of the house for hours.

Scaramouche snorts, “Perhaps [Y/N] is tired of seeing all of your ugly faces and needs a change of scenery. If that were the case, then I don’t blame them at all!” Scaramouche says, the corner of his lips quirking up in a tiny smirk.

“Maybe they have a good reason to lie about their whereabouts. Although, I don’t see the need in lying about it when relationships are built on trust.” Albedo murmurs, stroking his chin while deep in his thoughts.

Kazuha smiles, “Maybe they’re not comfortable with sharing it just yet. We shouldn’t be making assumptions when we don’t know the full story. Yes, they came home late and were out in Inazuma City all day, but that doesn’t mean they’re up to no good.” Kazuha says gently.

Pantalone chuckles, “Then do you know what they could be hiding?” Pantalone cocks his eyebrows at the samurai with curiosity. Kazuha sighs softly, shaking his head, almost rolling his eyes with slight irritation. 

Pierro clears his throat, “Enough. It’s best we leave this be and act as if nothing has happened. If [Y/N] proceeds to return to the abode late, then we’ll have no choice but to follow their every move.” Pierro stated gruffly, leaning back in his seat.

Dottore rolls his eyes, “And what if they proceed to be out in Inazuma City for hours? Are we going to go out and search for them before dragging them back to the abode?” Asked Dottore.

Capitano chuckles, “We don’t want to cause a scene if we were to drag them back to the abode. People will assume that we’re kidnapping them if we were to do that.” 

Everyone then went on with their business while waiting for you to come downstairs to eat something. This time, Thoma has decided to make you butter chicken for dinner. Cyno offered to make some Tachin as a side dish for you to eat with the butter chicken. You trot down the stairs almost thirty minutes later, freshly showered and wearing your pajamas. Thoma and Cyno give you a smile before setting the plate of food down in front of the spot where you usually sat. Zhongli pulls your seat out for you, you sit down on the chair, and Zhongli pushes the seat in for you.

“So, what do you plan on doing tomorrow?” Aether asks, stealing a piece of your butter chicken before taking a bite out of it.

You shrugged your shoulders, taking a bite out of the Tachin. “I think I might do the same thing as I did today. Explore Inazuma City and maybe look at clothes.” You said, reaching over to grab a chicken on your plate. “Why’d you ask?” You look at Aether curiously.

“All of us were planning on taking a trip to Sumeru and hanging out in the desert,” Heizou says.

You furrow your eyebrows at Heizou’s response. The desert? “What’s the temperature going to be like tomorrow? The desert is always hot, isn’t it?” You murmur, lightly smacking Aether’s hands away from your butter chicken.

“Actually, the temperature is going to be cool tomorrow,” Kazuha interjects, pulling up a seat beside you. 

“While the desert is always hot, there should be a cool breeze that’ll cool everyone down while we’re hanging out in the desert.” Said Baizhu, approaching the dining room. “We haven’t been visiting Sumeru as often, but it’d be nice to explore around a nation that is ruled by the dendro archon,” Baizhu smiles. You nod your head slowly. As much as you would love to explore Sumeru with your lovely boyfriends, you don’t think you’ll be able to get vacation time off of work. After all, you just started working recently, and you most definitely do not have enough working hours to put into a day off. That could get you fired, and you don’t want to get fired from your job just yet.

You dabbed your lips with the cloth napkin, “I don’t know.” You murmur to yourself. “As much as I would love to explore Sumeru more, I don’t think I have the time for it.” You said.

“What do you mean you don’t think you have the time for it?” Al Haitham asks, crossing his arms over his chest while looking at you skeptically.

Your eyes widen at your minor slip up, “Oh! I just meant that I wanted to spend some more time in Inazuma for a little bit. I don’t mind exploring Sumeru, but I have priorities in Inazuma City.” You said, scratching the back of your head awkwardly. “Besides! Exploring Sumeru should be the perfect time for all of you to bond while I’m not with you guys!” You added.

Itto pouts and stomps his feet on the ground. “But we want you to be there with us too! We don’t like going anywhere without you!” Itto whines, getting onto his knees before resting his chin on your lap while giving you puppy dog eyes.

Gorou places a hand on your shoulders, “We don’t want to do anything without you. We want you to be with us and not be left out of anything.” He gives you a sad smile.

You smile at Gorou sadly, placing your hand on top of his. “I’m sorry, Gorou, but I really can’t go to the desert with all of you tomorrow. I promise we can go to the desert in Sumeru next time when I’m available!” You said, squeezing his hand gently. Gorou visibly deflates in front of you, the sad smile slipping off his face. Gorou was disappointed, and so were the others.

“When you’re available?” Venti asks, his eyebrows pinching together with confusion and skepticism.

Ayato chuckles, “I’m sure shopping and exploring Inazuma City isn’t a priority, [Y/N]. But if you don’t want to hang out with your boyfriends, then that is fine too.” Ayato crosses his arms over his chest, looking away from you with clenched jaws.

“Guys….” You said, letting out a laugh of disbelief. “You’re not getting upset that I’m not tagging along, are you? You guys have left me all alone at the abode to tend to your duties, and not once have I gotten upset with any of you.” You frowned at the men around you, suddenly not feeling hungry anymore.

“That’s because we have duties to tend to. You don’t work, nor are you an Akademiya student in Teyvat! What’s there for you to prioritize? All you do is sit at home and do nothing; you don’t have any priorities to worry about like us.” Thoma says, his eyes widening almost immediately after hearing what came out of his mouth.

Tighnari leans to Thoma, “I think you should’ve kept that comment to yourself.” He whispers to the blond male.

“Yeah, no kidding. Now [Y/N] is going to get upset with us and ignore us for days!” Cyno hisses at Tighnari and Thoma, glaring at the blond male.

You let out a sharp exhale, dropping your cutlery on the plate before wiping your hands and mouth on the cloth napkin. The men around you flinch when the cutlery clangs loudly against the ceramic plates. You pushed your seat back and stood up. “I’m going to bed.” You stated, turning around to walk up the stairs to your bedroom.

“What about your food? Weren’t you hungry?” Xiao asks, grabbing onto your wrist. You take a deep breath and slowly pull your wrist out from Xiao’s grasp. You didn’t want to hurt anyone by showing them how frustrated you were with them.

You turned to Xiao and gave him a weak smile, “I thought I was hungry too, but it seems like I lost my appetite.” You said, rubbing your stomach. “I’ll have those for leftovers, or Aether can have them. It doesn’t matter to me.” You said, walking up the stairs. You can feel the hunger gnawing at you, but you don’t have the energy to eat. Especially when the others are in the same room as you; maybe you’ll sneak downstairs for some midnight snack when everyone is asleep.

Once your bedroom door closed, the men looked at each other in silence, not knowing what else to say. Yes, they’re upset that you didn’t want to go to the desert in Sumeru with them, but the immense guilt they felt when they saw how upset you looked after hearing Thoma’s comment.

“And now they’re upset with us.” Kaeya sighs, shaking his head with a frown on his face.

Childe holds up an index finger, “Correction, they’re upset with Thoma. He was the one that said that shit. We didn’t do anything.” He crosses his arms over his chest, looking over at the blond Kamisato servant with a glare.

“That’s the thing; we didn’t do anything to come to their defenses after Thoma said that. Now they’re hurt over Thoma’s words and didn’t finish their food.” Diluc says, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

Dainsleif looks over at Thoma and slowly approaches him, “You need to apologize to [Y/N]. Your comment was unnecessary and had clearly hurt their feelings.” 

Scaramouche looks over at Thoma before inching his hands close to Thoma’s ribs, his index finger extending out, inching closer to Thoma’s torso. Scaramouche pauses for a moment before looking around, making sure that no one is watching what he is doing. Alas, everyone was watching him except for Thoma, who was too deep into his thoughts to realize what Scaramouche was about to do. An evil smile appears on Scaramouche’s face, zapping Thoma’s ribs.

“Ouch!” Thoma yowls, jolting away from Scaramouche when electricity shoots through his body. Thoma looks over at Scaramouche with a glare.

Scaramouche shrugs his shoulders, “Hey, you deserve it. You did make [Y/N] upset, so this is me getting back at you for hurting their feelings by making unneeded comments.” Scaramouche says, crossing his arms over his chest.

Zhongli looks over at the clock hanging on the wall, “It’s getting late. We should all go to bed. In the meantime, I hope Thoma takes his time to reflect on what he has said to [Y/N]. Perhaps tomorrow morning will be the perfect time for you to apologize to them.” Zhongli says, looking over at Thoma, his amber eyes glowing menacingly. 

“I agree. We should all go to sleep, and hopefully, by tomorrow morning, everything will be sorted out.” Albedo nods his head.

Everyone reluctantly bid each other goodnights before departing to their bedrooms while the four Harbingers exit the abode to walk to their mansion. You lay there in your bed, exhausted and disheartened by the things that Thoma had said to you. You know Thoma didn’t mean what he said and that it was all in the spur of the moment, but still. What Thoma had said to you stung. You let out a shaky sigh, burying your face into your pillow while hugging the body pillow against your body tightly. As much as you want to seek comfort from one of the men, you can’t get yourself to leave your bed and go to one of them for comfort. What if they agreed with what Thoma had said? While you didn’t work, nor are you an Akademiya student, you still tried your best to keep yourself busy around the abode. Since that didn’t work, you decided to get a job at a cafe in Inazuma City to earn some Mora on the side while trying to keep yourself occupied while the men were tending to their duties. You closed your eyes and tightened your grip around the body pillow, slowly drifting off to sleep.

After what felt like an hour, you woke suddenly woke up from your slumber and slowly sat up on the bed. You felt like absolute shit. You threw your blankets off your body and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Even though you slept for hours, it felt like thirty minutes to you. You took a shower, got dressed, brushed your teeth, washed your face, and dried your hair. It was still early in the morning, and everyone else in the estate should still be asleep. 

You peeked from your bedroom and looked around the mansion. It was still dark, and it was really quiet. Everyone was definitely still fast asleep in their bedrooms. You slowly made your way down the stairs, trying not to make a single noise that would wake the others up from their sleep. Specifically, Gorou and Tighnari since both of them have the keenest hearing out of everyone.

Once you reached the bottom of the stairs, you put on your shoes and slipped out the front door quietly. You leave the teapot, and you are automatically in Inazuma City. You yawned and rubbed the sleep from your eyes with your knuckles, walking to the cafe that was tucked in the corner of Inazuma City. You stepped into the cafe, and the smell of freshly baked desserts and pastries wafted your nose, making your stomach rumble with hunger.

“Ah! [Y/N]! It’s good to see that you showed up on time!” The older gentleman says, giving you a closed-eye smile, stepping out from behind the kitchen.

“Of course, I would show up on time! I always worry about showing up late, so I always make myself leave the house earlier than I need you.” You said, walking over to the back of the cafe. “Tadashi, are Yuri and Mei here? It’s awfully quiet.” You said.

“The girls will be here momentarily. I have to step out of the cafe for a moment. We ran out of some ingredients. I will be back with more flour and sugar in twenty minutes.” Tadashi says, walking to the entrance of the cafe.

“Alright! I’ll be changing into my uniform.” You said, waving him off before walking to the changing room of the cafe. You pulled your uniform out from your locker and immediately changed into the uniform of the cafe.

Back at the abode, the men were beginning to wake up one by one. The house was still quiet, but the sounds that occupied the calm air were the sound of footsteps, showers running, faucet running, and a tiny sneeze from Heizou.

“Do you think we’re still going to hang out in the desert without [Y/N]?” Paimon asks.

Aether shrugs his shoulders. “I’m not sure, Paimon. Plus, what Thoma said to [Y/N] yesterday definitely makes them not want to hang out at the desert with us even more.” Aether sits on the cushioned chair and rests his head on his hands.

“I don’t think Thoma would want to hang out in the desert either. He’s quite down today.” Heizou says, strolling into the dining area where Aether and Paimon are.

“Speaking of Thoma, has he apologized to [Y/N] yet? I can’t stand seeing them upset with all of us.” Venti says, resting his chin on the dining table with a pout on his face.

Baizhu walks out of the kitchen with a steaming cup of tea in his hands, lightly blowing on the herbal tea. “It’s still early in the morning. [Y/N] is still asleep in their bedroom, and Thoma is probably upstairs getting ready for the day.” Baizhu takes a small sip from his teacup before sitting down on one of the empty chairs at the dining table.

“Do you think [Y/N] is going to forgive Thoma for what he said to them? He called them useless without actually saying it.” Kazuha asks, fiddling with his fingers nervously.

Ayato sighs, “Let’s hope that they do accept his apology. I don’t want to see either of them upset with each other.” Ayato says, adjusting his coat as he steps into the room where everyone is slowly trickling into. 

“Agreed! It would create a lot of tension in the abode if they were upset with each other! Well, if [Y/N] is upset with anyone in the estate in general.” Gorou says, walking into the dining room while fixing his hair. 

Thoma walks down the stairs, fully dressed and ready for the day. He gives everyone a tight smile before walking to the kitchen without saying a word. The men look at one another quizzically, wondering if he had spoken or apologized to you before coming downstairs.

Albedo hums, “Do you guys think he apologized to [Y/N] about last night?” He whispers, looking at everyone cluelessly.

Kaeya shrugs his shoulders in response. “Considering he gave us an awkward smile and didn’t say a single word to us, I’m assuming he either didn’t apologize to [Y/N] yet, or he did apologize to them, and they didn’t accept his apology.” Kaeya crosses his arms over his chest.

Scaramouche was about to open his mouth to say something when everyone in the estate heard thundering footsteps coming from the stairs. Everyone slowly turned towards the direction of the stairs, only to see Itto looking around the estate with confusion.

“Why are you making the house rumble with your footsteps, big foot?” Scaramouche asks, raising an eyebrow at Itto.

Xiao sighs and rubs his forehead tiredly, “Itto, it’s too early for you to be making such loud noises at a time like this.” He glares at the oni, who ignores the glare while continuing to look around the abode with a look of confusion and worry on his face.

“Have any of you seen [Y/N] today?” Itto asks, propping both of his hands on his hip.

Diluc sighs, “They’re probably still sleeping in their bedroom. It’s only seven in the morning, and they usually don’t wake up until around nine in the morning.” Diluc says, getting up from the kitchen to brew some coffee. 

“Well, they’re not in their bedroom at all. It’s empty, and [Y/N]’s bed is organized.” Cyno interjects, walking down the stairs with Al Haitham and Tighnari following behind.

Childe stood up abruptly. “What do you mean they’re not in their bedroom? Are you implying that they’re not in the abode at all?” Childe demands, his eyebrows narrowing.

Tighnari sighs. “You see, we were going to check up on [Y/N] after what had happened yesterday, but Itto had beat us to it. Itto was looking for [Y/N] to talk to them about what happened yesterday and that he’s not upset with them if they didn’t tag along with us, only to find out that they weren’t in their room at all.” Tighnari explains, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Could they be at the Harbingers’ mansion by any chance?” Zhongli asks.

Dainsleif shakes his head, “It doesn’t look like [Y/N] went to visit those Harbingers. If they did, we would’ve known that they’ve gone to visit the four of them after waking up from their sleep.” The men around Dainsleif look over at one another, not knowing what else to do. Since you’re not in the abode, could you be at the Harbingers’ estate instead? The men ended up stopping by the Harbingers’ estate, knocking on the door of the black and white Snezhnayan-styled mansion.

“Wouldn’t we know that [Y/N] has left the teapot? After all, the stairs at the mansion creak from time to time if there is any stress laid upon it.” Al Haitham crosses his arms over his chest, waiting for someone to answer the door. 

The men hear the door unlock. The black wooden door flies open, revealing a shirtless Pantalone. Pantalone rubs his eyes before adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking at the men in confusion.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of twenty of you?” Pantalone asks, crossing his arms over his bare chest.

Diluc rolls his eyes, “Is [Y/N] here by any chance?” Diluc asks.

Pantalone shakes his head, “[Y/N] is not here; if they were, we would’ve made it known already.” Pantalone replies, leaning against the wooden door of the estate.

“Shit, so they really did leave the teapot while we were all sleeping,” Aether mutters under his breath.

“Oh? Did [Y/N] finally escape from the clutches of the twenty possessive men?” Dottore asks mockingly, walking up to Pantalone and the other men. “I don’t blame them if they did.” Dottore snorts, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face.

“It looks like that blond Kamisato servant’s words hurt them even more than it should’ve if it caused them to wake up at the crack of dawn and leave the abode,” Pierro says, in the kitchen, pouring coffee into his mug. “How foolish of him to say that to [Y/N]‘s face easily.” Pierro clicks his tongue with disapproval. 

“If you think that we’re hiding [Y/N] somewhere in our estate, save your breaths because we are not hiding them here,” Capitano stated gruffly. “Although we do welcome them here with open arms if they ever want to escape all of your presence.” He added.

Al Haitham rolls his eyes before turning to the other men behind him, “They’re no help at all. Let’s leave the teapot and search for [Y/N].” Al Haitham orders.

Kazuha sighs. “Where could they have gone exactly? While I understand they said they’ll be in Inazuma City, they didn’t say where exactly.” Kazuha says with a faint frown appears on his face.

Xiao sighs softly, “Maybe they did want some space,” Xiao’s arms fall to his side, unsure of how to feel other than disappointment and sadness. 

“And it’s all this one’s fault!” Scaramouche says, zapping Thoma’s side with his index finger with an annoyed glare. 

“Hey! I was going to apologize to [Y/N] after I make them breakfast!” Thoma exclaims, rubbing the area where Scaramouche had zapped him.

Baizhu shook his head, “It looks like we’ll have to find them first before you can cook something for them to eat and apologize after.” Baizhu pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go find them!” Venti says, ushering the men to the exit of the teapot.

You plopped down on the bench outside of the cafe, feet sore and body aching from having to move around constantly. You tilt your head back and let it rest on the bench, closing your eyes. Today was only your second day of working at the cafe, and you were already feeling tired and overwhelmed with the number of people you had to deal with. It’s still early in the morning, yet the cafe is busy. You were about to reach up to rub your eyes, only to stop and let your hands drop onto your lap.

“I’m hungry.” You sighed, rubbing your growling tummy. As an employee of the newest and hottest cafe in Inazuma City, you can eat and drink for free! But the cafe only sells pastries and sweet drinks. “Some tempura would be nice, maybe some pizza as well. Should I go back to the abode to eat something? I am on my break right now.” You muttered, stroking your chin. 

Just when you were about to decide on whether you should return to the abode while on your break or not, you spotted the men from afar— they stick out like sore thumbs— and you immediately panicked. You got up from the bench and ran back into the cafe, hoping that none of the men had spotted you while you were fleeing the scene. 

“Oh! Back from your break already, [Y/N]?” Yuri asks, looking at you with wide eyes. “That was fast.” She commented, propping one hand on her hip while placing down a cup of smoothie in front of the customer.

You laugh nervously, “Ah, yes! I wasn’t that hungry and grabbed a small snack!” You lied, attempting to ignore your growling stomach.

“It’s a good thing you’re back early! We’re about to hit rush hour soon, and a lot of customers will be flooding into the cafe soon.” Mei spoke up from behind the counter.

“Rush hour! Right! How could I forget about that?” Your smile wavered on your face. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to the restroom.” You said, walking to the nearest restroom in the cafe. 

You’re just hoping that none of the men come across the cafe. It would be humiliating if they saw you in the cafe’s uniform, working at a new cafe that is targeted at a specific demographic. It wasn’t that you were ashamed of having this job. It just feels awkward if the men knew you got a job at the new cafe. You didn’t know how they’d react if they were to see you dressed a certain way, catering to other customers that weren’t them. 

“We’ve searched everywhere in Inazuma City, and they’re not here,” Ayato grumbles, running his hands through his hair with a frustrated sigh.

“They did say they were going to explore Inazuma City and shop around, did they not?” Dainsleif asks, crossing his arms over his chest before shooting a glare at bystanders that were staring at the group.

Itto claps his hands and points at both Tighnari and Gorou, “Since both of you have super senses for being part animal, have you guys tried sniffing [Y/N] down or try hearing for their voice?” Itto asks, looking at Tighnari and Gorou curiously.

Tighnari shakes his head, “I haven’t heard them, nor have I smelled their familiar scent in Inazuma City.” Tighnari looks around the city, his ears twitching while trying to listen for your voice if you were around.

“Well, if they were in Inazuma City, I haven’t smelled or heard them.” Gorou sighs, his ears drooping, his shoulders slumping forward in defeat.

Albedo pressed his lips together, “What if they were never in Inazuma City?” Albedo mutters, stroking his chin.

Kaeya quirks his eyebrow. “What do you mean by that, Albedo? Care to elaborate for the rest of us?” Kaeya asks as he crosses his arms across his chest.

“He’s implying that there���s a possible chance that [Y/N] was never in Inazuma City and only said that to throw us all off.” Childe interrupts, a deep frown appearing on his face. Everyone looked at Childe and Albedo with confusion. Was it possible that you were never in Inazuma City the entire time? The real question is: why did you leave the abode early in the morning while everyone was asleep? And how in the world did Tighnari and Gorou not hear you leave when the two of them have the keenest hearing out of everyone in the abode?

Scaramouche lets out a sharp and irritated “tsk,” while rolling his eyes and running his hands through his hair. “If they’re not in Inazuma City, we might as well wait for them to come back to the abode. It’s no use in searching for someone who doesn’t want to be found,” said Scaramouche, his face almost red with anger.

“I suppose that is the only option we have for now.” Zhongli murmurs, his eyes were scanning the city around him.

“I still don’t think they lied about being in Inazuma City. I’m sure they were in Inazuma City but decided to explore another part of Inazuma after seeing all of the city.” Heizou sighs.

Cyno crossed his arms over his chest, “Well, if they did, they should’ve informed us about it.” He huffs, his eyebrows furrowing.

Thoma frowns, “[Y/N] didn’t even inform us about them leaving at the crack of dawn!” Thoma clenches and unclenches his fist, feeling nothing but dread, worry, and guilt gnaw at him.

“Let’s go back to the abode and hope for the best that they will return.” Diluc murmurs. The men around Diluc let out a collective sigh of defeat before walking back to where the teapot was hidden.

Your shift ended quicker than you expected, but you’re grateful because now none of the men can chew you out for coming back to the abode so late. You changed out of your uniform and got dressed into the clothes you’d arrived to work in. It was mid-afternoon when you got off of work, and your stomach continued to rumble throughout your shift. You walked through the doors of the estate, tired and in desperate need of food.

“[Y/N]! Oh, thank the archons, you’re back!” Heizou cries, throwing himself at you. You screamed and fell to the ground with Heizou straddling your waist, his arms wrapped around your neck tightly, his cheeks pressed up against yours.

Aether pulls Heizou off of you, “We were worried about you! We couldn’t find you in Inazuma City at all!” Aether exclaims.

“Oh, sorry. I should’ve left a note before I left, but I was in a hurry.” You smacked your forehead as you got up from the ground with the help of Aether and Heizou. You were planning on leaving them a note, but you’re still upset about Thoma’s comment from the day before and decided not to leave a message at all. After all, when the men leave to go to tend to their duties, they never leave you a note.

Xiao walks up to you and grabs you by your shoulders, looking at you closely. “Did you at least eat something before you left the abode? You have a bad habit of eating only one meal a day.” Xiao stated.

Before you could answer Xiao’s question, you were interrupted by the sound of your stomach letting out a loud growl. It was so loud that you’re pretty sure that the Celestial archons could hear it.

Kaeya chuckles, “That would be a no,” His smile slips off his face while approaching you.

Al Haitham clicks his tongue and shakes his head with disapproval. “You’re lucky Thoma made you something to eat prior to your arrival,” Al Haitham and Kaeya guide you towards the dining area where the plates, cutlery, fancy cloth napkins, glass cup, and ceramic teacups are laid out on the wooden table. 

Ah, it seems like everyone will be dining together. You forgot how long it had been since you’d sat down and eaten your food with the men. A few days, maybe? Maybe the last time you sat down and had breakfast, lunch, and dinner with the men was before you were hired at the cafe in Inazuma.

“And you’re right on time too!” Venti chimes, sitting down beside you when you pull out the chair from underneath the table.

Everyone sat in silence while Thoma brought out food and placed them in the center of the table for everyone to be able to reach. You just know that they’re going to start questioning your whereabouts today, but you can’t tell them yet. It’s embarrassing, and you don’t know how they'd react if you were to get a job. Plus, you worry that Thoma is going to start blaming himself the minute you admit that you have a job. Then again, you’re not exactly sure if the job is going to be permanent or not.

Once everyone had put food on their plates and begun to dig in, you lightly poked at your food and reluctantly ate them. The men around you murmur to each other, giving each other the side eye before looking over where you sit. Your eyes were glued to your plate, you were staring off into space, and you seemed to have slowly sunk down in your seat to make yourself seem smaller.

Gorou clears his throat, “So, [Y/N]! How was exploring Inazuma City?” Gorou asks, looking over at you from Itto’s shoulders.

“It was okay! I’m quite tired from today, but I’m glad I was able to get home early today than yesterday.” You said, not making eye contact with anyone.

“Why did you leave the house so early? I understand that Inazuma looks beautiful when the sun is rising, but you can always explore Inazuma when the sun is high in the sky.” Itto commented, propping his elbows up on the table.

You hum, “Well, the temperature is quite cool early in the morning, and I like to explore the region when it’s not too hot or too warm.” You said, reaching over to grab your napkin and dab your lips with it.

Ayato pauses and looks over at you, slowly placing his ceramic teacup down on the saucer. “It’s dangerous to leave the abode on your own, [Y/N]. Perhaps next time, one of us can wake up early and guide you around Teyvat if you’d like.” Ayato offers.

You slowly nod your head. It’s not like you’ll be staying at your job any longer. Yes, you like working at the cafe, but there are hardly any other people working there, and you didn’t think you’d have to go to an extent for your job, like drinking some random elixir that lasts for almost eight hours.

“I would love that! But we might have to hold off on that for a few days.” You murmured, pinching your chin while in deep thought. “It’d be nice to explore Teyvat early in the morning when the day has yet to start.” You said thoughtfully.

“Oh? Are you saying that you’ll be getting up early in the morning tomorrow?” Childe asks, resting both of his arms on the table while pressing his chest against the edge of the table. Zhongli lightly taps Childe on his arm, giving him a disapproving look. Childe pouts and leans back in his seat, letting his hands fall onto his lap. Ayato and Scaramouche snorted at Childe’s reaction, shaking their heads while proceeding to take a sip of their drinks. You cleared your throat and let out a slow sigh.

“Yes, I will be getting up early tomorrow morning. But not as early as I did today since….” Since your shift starts at nine in the morning instead of seven in the morning today.

“Since what?” Dainsleif asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

You shake your head and rub your temples with an exhausted sigh. “I don’t know. I’m feeling drained, and I’ve been having a hard time trying to sleep early.” You grumbled.

Scaramouche looks at you closely and notices something strange in your hair. “What’s that?” Scaramouche asks, pointing at the white fuzz in your hair.

Tighnari reaches over and pulls the fuzz from your hair and holds it in front of his face, squinting at it. “It’s animal hair— rabbit hair, to be specific.” He murmurs, looking up at the others, then back over at you.

Shit.

Cyno makes a face. “That’s strange. Why is there a hare in your hair?” Cyno covers his mouth with his hands, stifling his laughter, occasionally snorting.

“It’s fur, you idiot.” Al Haitham says, flicking Cyno’s forehead.

“I don’t care; it’s a joke you stick in the mud!” Cyno retorts, swiping at Al Haitham’s hands.

Zhongli tilts his head to the side, “How did you get fur in your hair?” Zhongli asks. He gazes at you with curiosity.

“Oh, perhaps they visited an animal cafe in Inazuma before returning to the abode,” Kazuha commented.

You immediately nod your head at Kazuha’s comment, “That is correct! I visited a rabbit cafe before returning to the abode!” You squeaked.

“Is that so?” Baizhu murmurs, gazing at you with interest. Again, you nod your head.

Albedo stares at you with scrutiny, his eyes scanning you from head to toe. “If you were at an animal cafe, then how is there no fur on your clothes?” Albedo asks.

“Oh, I didn’t hold them or let them climb on my lap.” You said, beginning to shove food into your mouth, wanting to get dinner over with already.

Gorou hums, “Furs do fly everywhere. I’m impressed that you’re able to leave that animal cafe without a single fur stuck to your clothes.” Gorou says, leaning down to slurp up his ramen.

You sigh and run your hands through your hair, checking to make sure that there aren’t any more furs trapped in your hair. “I’m impressed too.” You muttered, making a face when you discovered a small knot in your hair. “Ouch.” You mumbled, rubbing your head.

“It looks like you need a haircut,” Pierro commented, looking up at you from the book in his hands. “Your hair is getting long.” He reaches over to his cup and takes a long sip from it.

“Aw, come on, Pierro! I think they’ll look adorable with long hair.” Pantalone coos, ruffling your hair as he walks by your seat. “Plus, what am I going to pull on when I—” Pantalone was cut off by Xiao throwing a knife in his direction.

Dottore laughs, “The little yaksha is quite feisty, isn’t he?” Dottore looks over at Xiao, who glares at him in return. “These men have been on edge since this morning. Any little risque comment about [Y/N] will set them off.” Dottore whispers loudly to the four Harbingers.

You look at Dottore with surprise, “They’ve been on edge since this morning? How so?” You ask, wiping your mouth with the napkin. You’ve eaten too much and too fast, and now your stomach feels full. Very full; like you were going to burst very soon from eating too fast and way more than you can handle. You’re just going to have to pray to some archon out there that your bloated stomach goes away before you have to change into your work uniform tomorrow morning.

“They assumed we hid you at our estate,” Capitano says, taking the tea bag out from his cup before tossing them into the trash bin. “Perhaps you should come and pay us a visit when you’re able to. We don’t bite.” Capitano smiles underneath his mask.

You gasped softly, “Oh my gosh, I’ve never stepped foot in the Harbingers’ estate before! Maybe I should pay a visit sometime!” You said.

A smile ghosts over Pierro’s face, “Good. We will be expecting you.” 

After dinner, you weren’t allowed to retreat to your bedroom. Instead, Childe and Itto had you sitting between them while they rambled on about how much they missed you and how it was a pain in the ass to search around Inazuma City for you. Your head was resting on Itto’s shoulders while Childe was playing with your fingers, rubbing the palm of your hands with his thumbs.

Once the night has fallen, everyone slowly starts to go to bed one by one. But of course, before everyone left, each of them kissed your cheek, forehead, the crown of your head, and your temples before going off to bed. You find yourself plopping down on your bed, feeling yourself slowly falling asleep. Right when you were about to drift off to sleep, you heard your bedroom creak open. You crack your eyes and glance towards the door, only to see Thoma peeking his head from the entrance of your room.

“Thoma? Why are you still awake? I thought you went to sleep.” You murmured, sitting up on your bed and rubbing your eyes. 

Thoma enters your bedroom and closes the door behind him before walking over to your bed. Thoma sits down at the edge of your bed beside you and gazes at you with eyes that remind you of a sad puppy. Thoma reluctantly reaches toward your hands and grabs them, lacing his fingers with yours.

“I’m sorry for hurting your feelings yesterday. I didn’t intend to hurt you, and I worded my sentences wrong. I’m sorry. Everything I said, I didn’t mean it at all. I hope you can forgive me.” Thoma says softly.

You gave Thoma a weak smile, “Of course, I forgive you, Thoma. What you said did hurt me, but you were right. There’s no need to deny it because it's true. I don’t work, nor am I a part of the Akademiya.” You said softly. Thoma opens his mouth to protest, but you press your finger against his lips and shake your head. “I’m trying my best, Thoma. And maybe I’ll get a job, but I’m testing the waters right now.” You said. Thoma looks at you questionably.

You coughed and looked away from Thoma, “It’s a long story. I’ll tell you guys everything when I’m ready.” You said, giving him a small smile. Thoma nods his head as you slowly take your finger off his lips. “I’m going to sleep now. I really need to fix my sleep schedule because it's all over the place.” You sighed, laying back down on your bed.

“Alright, goodnight, [Y/N],” Thoma says, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead.

You smile and snuggle into your comforter, “Goodnight, Thoma.” You said, closing your eyes.

The next day, you got up for work as per usual and left the abode before everyone woke up from their sleep. Unlike yesterday, you actually left a note to inform the men of your whereabouts, leaving you the information about where you were going to work. Yes, you told them that you’d be in Inazuma City, but not exactly where you’re going and what you’re going to be doing in Inazuma City. Today felt like it was going to be a good day. Perhaps it's because you and Thoma have amended the small rift between you two from a few days ago. Upon your arrival to work, you changed into your uniform and were handed an elixir to drink. You adjusted your uniform and downed the potion that Tadashi had given to you. Your face pinches up in disgust as you hand back the glass vial to him.

“It’ll take some time to get used to,” Tadashi says, giving you a sympathetic smile. 

You snorted, “Well, it’s a potion that lasts up to almost eight hours. I don’t think I’ll be able to get used to it.” You said. A few minutes later, bunny ears sprout from the top of your head, and a small cotton ball-like tail appears where your tailbone is.

“Hey, it’s temporary. It’s not like it’s a permanent potion.” Tadashi added.

You squint your eyes, “That is true….” You clicked your tongue and began to set the tables in the cafe.

When you left to go to work, you assumed that everyone was still asleep. What you didn’t know was that everyone was awake when you left for work, and the men had followed you the entire time. They hid behind buildings, bushes, trees, and wooden crates while you walked to work. All of them had woken up earlier than you did and waited for you to leave the abode before following close behind.

When they saw you walk to the cafe that is tucked in the corner of Inazuma City, the men were suspicious yet curious as to what you were doing there. The building was small, but it looked cozy and welcoming from the outside. The building has a huge glass window that allows people that walk by the building to see what’s going on inside. What they expected to see was you buying some pastries; what they didn’t expect to see was you stepping out from the back of the cafe wearing a maid costume, thigh-high stockings, and five-inch platform heels.

“Awooga! Holy shit, [Y/N] looks good in that maid costume!” Childe whispers loudly, his eyes widening and his face flushing red.

“Why are they wearing a maid costume for another man that isn’t us!?” Itto hisses, looking over at the others with his eyebrows furrowing.

Ayato looks up at the sign that hangs above the small building, “Maid Cafe.” Ayato murmurs.

Kazuha squints his eyes, “What did that man hand to [Y/N]?” Kazuha asks, pointing at the glass vial that is now in your hands.

“And why did [Y/N] drink it?” Kaeya questions, looking at you in disbelief from a distance where you couldn’t see the men.

Diluc sighs, “I guess they’ll accept any drink that is given to them.” Diluc pinches the space between his eyebrows.

Albedo’s mouth drops when bunny ears suddenly sprout from the top of your head. The same pristine white fur that was on your hair the day before. “I have many questions.” Albedo stated, not taking his eyes off the bunny ears on your head.

“What do we do now?” Aether asks.

“We confront them about it,” Xiao stated, getting up from his hiding spot before walking into the cafe with the others following behind him.

The bells of the Maid Cafe chimes loudly, alerting you and Tadashi that there are customers. You looked over at the clock to see that it was opening time already. Tadashi looks at the entrance and smiles widely, waving at new faces.

“Hello! Welcome to the Maid Cafe! Angel will be right with you in a moment.” Tadashi says, walking to the counter. “If you would like to dine in, please inform us! If you would like a takeout, do let us know about that as well.” Tadashi adds.

“Who’s Angel?” Heizou whispers to the others. The men around Heizou shrugged their shoulders at Heizou’s question.

“I don’t know who this Angel person is, but I would rather have [Y/N] be our waitress or maid,” Scaramouche mutters.

“Hi! Welcome to the Maid Cafe! You can call me Angel, and I am here to serve you!” You said, turning around to face the new customers after setting up the tables. You let out a choked gasp when you make eye contact with the men, almost dropping the glass plate in your hands. “What are you guys doing here?!” You squeaked, pointing an accusing finger at them.

“What are we doing here?! What are you doing here?!” Venti exclaims, looking at you with wide eyes.

“I work here!” You exclaimed.

“Work!?” Your beloved boyfriends exclaim, looking at you in disbelief. You sighed loudly and nodded your head slowly, scratching your ears with anxiousness. 

Zhongli points to the top of your head, “Why do you have bunny ears?” He asks, slowly reaching up to lightly touch it. The ears on your head twitch, causing Zhongli to pull his hands away from your ears, eyes the size of plates.

“Why do they call you Angel? Is it a fake name that you go by while you work here?” Dainsleif asks, his eyes scanning you from head to toe.

You nod your head, “Yes, it’s my work name. I, Mei, and Yuri go by aliases as we work here because we don’t want customers to know our real names.” You answered, rubbing the back of your neck with a sheepish smile on your face. “This was not how I wanted you all to know about my new job.” You grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest, your tail twitching with irritation.

Tighnari’s eyes widen, and his ears perk up at the sight of your tail. Tighnari slowly reaches toward your tail, his hand pausing halfway when he realizes something. Tighnari’s face turns a deep shade of red before he slowly retreats back to where he previously stood.

Tighnari clears his throat, “I didn’t think your maid uniform is so…. Short.” He looks away from you.

“Hehe, yeah, that is the point of this cafe. It’s to cater to certain demographics.” You said, subconsciously tugging the bottom of your uniform. “So, uh, are you guys here to eat, or are you guys here to scold me for keeping my job a secret?” You ask, rocking back and forth on your feet.

“We’ll stay to eat,” Baizhu says. You smile at Baizhu and nod your head, gesturing for them to follow you.

“So cute.” Childe giggles, poking at the little white cotton ball that is your tail. You smacked Childe’s hands away from your tail with a huff of breath, your face heating up.

“You have a lot of explaining to do.” Al Haitham stated as he and the rest of the men sat down at the table.

You sighed for the billionth time today, “If it’s about me getting a job after Thoma’s comment, no, it’s not. I got this job days before Thoma made that comment. Don’t point your fingers at Thoma and blame him. I had forgiven him already, and we talked it out last night before going to bed.” You said, patting the top of Thoma’s head with a small smile on your face.

“Quit your job,” Itto demanded, giving you a small pout.

You snorted, “And why is that? I need a job and mora to shop around.” You said, crossing your arms over your chest.

“You don’t need to work for mora when I can spoil you with everything you could ever want.” Pantalone says, tossing a large bag of mora on the table.

You laugh, “As much as I loved being spoiled by all of you,” You reach over and lightly pinch Pantalone’s cheeks and a pouting Childe’s cheeks. “I want to make my own mora too! Plus, I need to keep myself occupied. Being home alone while all of you are out doing your jobs makes me feel lonely.” You said.

“And you chose a job where you’re wearing a maid costume, thigh-high stockings, tall heels, and drink potions that make you sprout out bunny ears?” Ayato asks. 

You sighed in defeat, “Yes, yes, I did. But I look cute, and it’s not heavy labor, aside from wearing these dang heels.” You grumbled, taking a seat at an empty chair. “These heels are killing me.” You complained, squeezing and rubbing your sore feet.

Aether leans to you, “You should quit your job. It’s not worth wearing heels all day and parading around in a maid costume to please creepy men. I would rather have you go out on an adventure with us than cater to creepy men.” Aether says, giving you a small pout.

“I don’t know….” You hesitated, playing with the hem of the maid dress. “I’m going to feel bad if I quit.” You murmured.

Cyno squeezes your shoulders lightly, “It’s okay to quit the job that you don’t like! Some people quit after they’re hired! This kind of job isn’t maid for you, so you might as well quit and find a job that is more suitable for you.” Cyno cackles, earning a slap on the back of his head from Al Haitham. Cyno grumbles and glares at Al Haitham.

You cracked a smile and snorted at Al Haitham and Cyno. “Alright, I’ll think about it.” You said. “Now, let me go get the menu, and you all can start ordering something!” You said, getting up from your seat to walk to the counter where the menus are. 

While your back was turned, facing their direction, the men couldn’t help but admire the sight of you wearing the uniform. Perhaps they should get you your very own maid uniform to wear around the abode. It’ll be for their eyes only.

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[yunarim]

╰┈➤ summary : you and your reliable partner grim are the most famous interdimensional travelers under the Official Isekai Association. you're used to traveling into psychological thrillers and horrors. however, this time something goes wrong, and you suddenly turn into the protagonist of… an otome game?!

— characters : jade leech, leona kingscholar | kalim al-asim, azul ashengrotto | lilia vanrouge, idia shroud

⌞tags⌝ : gn reader, fluff at times, angst (i'm offering EXTRA angst and drama for lilia & idia for you today), mentions of death, idia's part being quite dark actually, BUT there's a happy ending (or i think so but feel free to allegorize as you please! :))

— w.c. : 14.8k+

⌞notes⌝ : thank you for reading everyone!! it was really fun to write, and now i'm off to the uni activities (let's hope i'll have more spare time than i think i will so i can be more active on tumblr). i even thought to make this fic a bit longer (up to 200+ pages or so?) but due to lack of time i just had to make it shorter :(( but i hope you had fun reading!! thank you for all the support you've shown ^^

“Oi henchman,” Grim poked at your cheek, a strong smell of tuna coming from him. “How much percent does that bat-guy have?”

“Bat-guy?..” You asked, a dim and dull voice coming from the pillow you buried your face into. “Do you mean Lilia Vanrouge?”

“Yeah, him,” Grim’s tail tickled your ear. “I’ve met him so many times during your previous walkthroughs it’s insane.”

“Huh? You’ve met him more than me?.. I believe I’ve encountered him thrice or so.”

“It’s like he was always there.”

The dismal mood which glued to you firmly happened to tremble slightly at Grim’s statement. If he has met Lilia continuously, then how in the world did you miss him? He was there occasionally, twice you’ve met him in Leona’s route, but other than that? Lilia Vanrouge resembled a mystery under a dark lacy veil. 

“Tell me about him,” you requested. “His profile is pretty confusing.”

“How come?”

“First, the difficulty of his walkthrough is 100%.”

“Fugnya?!”

“Second, his traits are fairly… uncommon. Not to mention his age is unknown.” 

“Shit,” Grim cursed. “Can’t believe how tough that Idia guy will be.”

“Don’t mention him. I’m not sure if I can survive Lilia’s route.”

“Survive,” Grim repeated, crawling under the blanket. “You haven’t used this word since we first landed in our first thriller. What, do you think that Lilia dude will kill you just because he’s a bat or something?”

You chuckled, making a strange noise, and thought to yourself that no, he won’t kill you for sure—you couldn’t die twice—but he will deprive you of your mental stability for certain. And with heart beating in blind anguish you tapped on Grim’s paw to feel less stressed out, turning to him.

“Okay so,” Grim sighed and started. “Be careful, henchman. I don’t think I’m ready to see your face after you complete his route. Dude’s dangerous.”

“Ha!”

As if you didn’t know that yourself.

You never knew where Lilia would appear. In Leona’s route you’ve met him just on a fortunate occasion, and not to mention your savings ran out to the point you had only basic transmigrator features left: to save the game and to load it, to see the indicator above people’s heads, to get auto-save once you finish another route, to be able to see person’s profile and such. 

So you came up with another idea. Since Grim was the one who witnessed Lilia during every route you’ve passed, you requested help from him directly. That’s why he went to the school yard, and you decided to go to auditoriums. 

Classes ended, and you started searching from the classroom where 3-E class lessons were, stumbling upon Trey Clover, who apparently was Lilia’s classmate. He was gathering his things, and now that you thought about it, ‘side’ characters also experienced strange emotions towards you. For instance, Floyd had to appear curious about you, once mentioning to Grim—which your partner told you not directly, but in his sleep—that he would love to make an acquaintance with you, because you somehow ‘fit Jade’s vibe’ or so.

You wondered how Clover would react and approached him. 

“Good afternoon,” you said, stretching out your hand for a handshake. “I’m Yuu.”

“Hello.”

Trey smiled at you politely, but the look in his eyes appeared to possess an uncertain curiosity. 

“I’m Trey Clover,” he said, accepting your handshake. “You are the directing student, right? You’re quite popular around here, but it’s always impossible to meet you, ha-ha.”

“Y-yes?.. Why is that?”

“Why are you popular, you mean?” You nodded. “We’ll… Lilia always talks about you. Which is interesting, he always wonders where you could be. It’s quite unusual for him.”

“Ha-ha, how peculiar… I also wonder where he is right now. Possibly you have an idea?”

“Oh? With how often he mentions you I thought you two are good friends. Or something more~”

You jolted, forcing a smile. Clover, of course, had no ill intentions, but his words were poisonous to you.

“How could we…”

“Somehow you two have the same energy…” Trey shook his head. “No, forgive me, I’m just talking to myself. Anyway, I don’t know where Lilia would be, but the club meetings should start soon. Maybe you should go and look—”

“Light Music Club class, right?”

“You sure you don’t know where he is?” Trey chuckled. “Sorry. Well then, I’ll get going. See you!”

“Yes… see you. Thank you.” 

Strange. No matter how you looked at it, it was strange to the bone. Clover just confirmed what Grim saw — Lilia obviously entailed an unconcealed interest in you, provided he not just was there in other routes, but also talked about you. But what was the reason for him to do it? He didn’t know you, unless there was an error occurring in the system and ruining the whole story, but it certainly wasn’t anything. So why would he…

You opened the Light Music Club room’s door and glanced over it quickly, noticing Lilia wasn’t there. Alright, you had some time to sort out your thoughts alone before encountering Vanrouge in person, so you came in, closing the door, and observed the room. Music sheets were scattered everywhere quite chaotically, and dust particles were flowing under sunbeams breaking through the opened window. 

“Hm, that one song…” You grabbed a music sheet, recognizing the song’s lyrics. “I think I saw it before.”

It certainly was a remix, something reminiscent of an old folk song you’ve heard once, transmigrating into a horror fantasy novel. It sounded quite romantic and nice, very light and joyful, something unostentatious that helped you during hard times. Horrors were always energy and emotion draining, but this song could bring you some sort of a rewind.

You smiled, seeing that not much changed in this version, but without any notes you couldn’t figure out for sure how it sounded, so the original tune just slipped out of your tongue. 

Enjoying the sound and the light feeling in your chest, you finally managed to feel genuinely free and happy, just like Kalim wished for you to be, and you positioned yourself on the windowsill, seeing people down there on the school yard passing by. 

“I remember like it’s yesterday,” you’ve sung, opening the system’s tools and checking Lilia’s profile. “When I was having hard time being lonely.”

Indeed, there was no age mentioned. How very strange, you thought, but also tried to remember how old you yourself were when you started wandering around the worlds, like a ghost haunting the mansion, finding no peace and always trying to reach for something significant. 

“The unfamiliar atmosphere,” you’ve continued singing. “The fearful thrills, now I know…”

In fact, you didn’t know anything. An unpleasant pricking sensation in your heart caused you to stare at Lilia’s image for an uncertain amount of time.

“Including my immature heart…”

You knew the next line in the song, but thought it would be best to refrain from singing it, when you realized it didn’t suit you at the moment. No matter how hard you wanted to escape this place and let everyone be happy, you still couldn’t and—

“You made me to think of those as good memories~”

You blinked, hearing obviously not your own voice, and now that you noticed, didn’t Lilia’s profile image turned not so transparent as usual?..

“Hm? Why would you stop singing?”

A popped up system window abruptly closed at once, and you saw Lilia hanging upside down and floating midair just before you. 

“What the.. Isn’t it the second floor?!”

“Now now,” Lilia sneaked into the room, plunging on the sofa, and looked at you with a sly smile, yet a kind and feignedly naive look in his eyes. “Sorry for scaring you! Although I’m not sure if I did, you don’t look like passing out.”

“And why would I?”

“Well, magicless humans don’t usually see people hanging upside down. I was ready to catch you if you fell out of the window.”

“Huh, thanks for your kindness I guess?.. And I believe I’m just not the person to be easily impressed.”

“Hmmm~” Lilia grinned at you. “Still, how wonderful that you know the original sound of the song. When I asked Cater and Kalim, they mentioned they never knew it was a remix in the first place.”

“Kalim…” You mumbled to yourself, not knowing that Lilia heard you, then shook your head. “Uhm, it’s a… popular song in my original world.”

You didn’t even remember the world you were born in. Was there any magic and you were the one to not be blessed—or cursed?—with this ability, or was it a completely magicless world in the first place? 

Now matter how hard you’ve tried, you never managed to remember at least a glimpse. 

“Oh really?” Lilia smirked. “How old are you, Yuu? It’s quite an old song.”

“I’m…”

Your physical age was the one at which you died, and after that you could refer as you pleased. At first there was a strict system which highly depended on an employee’s age, and there were tasks and stories requiring certainty, but as your bosses explained, there were not so many people ready for the horror stories, so they allowed people who were physically and externally old enough to buy appearance changing abilities. 

As for you, a similar case happened once when you needed to appear a bit older than you looked. But other than that, how old were you actually, if you were to consider the years spent while traveling to other dimensions?

“I’m 18,” you replied. “And you?”

“I might appear younger than I actually am, so let the surprise remain till the end, what do you think?”

“O-okay?..” 

Lilia giggled at how unsure yet accepting your answer was.

“What a beautiful song, really.”

“I believe so too,” you nodded. “But uhm, Lilia, could I ask you about something?”

“Go ahead!”

“Clover said that you… talk about me quite often. Is that true? Why would you do that?”

For a mere second the gleam in Lilia’s eyes disappeared, but you couldn’t say for sure what kind of emotion shadowed his face.

“Ha-ha, there’s something majestic about you. Makes me wonder if you’re really that cold and serious as you appear.”

“Excuse me?..”

“Ah, don’t get me wrong~” Vanrouge jumped off the sofa, then appeared before you in a flash, examining your face and making you flustered all of sudden. “Yes, that’s what I’m talking about. You seem so mournful and wintry at times, but we just exchanged fairly mixed emotions, didn’t we?”

“What do you mean by ‘mixed’?” You asked, averting your gaze.

“You show just a bit of emotion around certain people, so I wondered what it takes to make you smile.”

You knitted your brows together, glancing askance at him, and met Lilia’s widened in surprise eyes. You shrugged away the confusion grown in you and approached him, non-verbally asking if he was okay due to the sudden disturbance, but he quickly regained his composure. 

“Sorry~” He smiled. “It’s just that you… No, nevermind.”

“You’re strange, Lilia Vanrouge.”

And again he looked as if the world was about to cease within a second, and with similar impetuosity disappeared. 

“So are you,” he grinned. “In any case, I’m glad I finally found you. Make sure to be more careful when you go somewhere alone, okay? And don’t sit on windowsills.”

“What are you, my dad?” You chuckled, but the depth and a hint of despair stored in his eyes made you swallow your joke. “Okay, I will. Sorry for making you… worry?”

Just how strange Lilia was, really. Not only did he talk vaguely and in riddles, but also appeared to be worried about you, however what was the reason behind? 

“Just stay ali… safe. That is enough for my ha—”

“Lilia, we came!! How about we— Huh?”

And the day couldn’t be worse than it already started. Kalim and another person, who you remembered to be Cater Diamond, also a member of Light Music Club, entered the room with Kalim abruptly stopping talking when he saw you.

“Oh, Yuu?” He approached you, taking your hands in his and causing you to bite your lip to not say anything. “Hello! I’m Kalim Al-Asim, but you can call me—”

“Kalim, yes?” You answered before him, making Kalim part his lips slightly before continuing.

“Yep!! But uhm, Yuu, why do you look so dreadful? You should smile, I know you look so bright when you do!”

Cater and Lilia blinked at him, when you couldn’t help yourself but actually reciprocate Kalim’s generously huge smile.

“See! You’re so cute, Yuu! Just as I’ve told you!”

“Yuu-chan is surely cute,” Cater said. “But uhm. How did you know that? I don’t think you two met before?”

“Right,” Lilia nodded. “I do wonder, too.”

“Oh,” Kalim gasped. “Actually, I don’t know… It just happened.”

You clenched your shirt in your hand, but didn’t stop smiling, not noticing Lilia staring at you.

And also his heart filling up just slightly.

You’ve started questioning if Lilia’s route was really that hard as the system calculated. He was openly showing his unconcealed interest for you, and also he was the one approaching and finding you everywhere before you could even think about searching for him yourself.

He was ready to help you with anything, and he also was quite willing to listen to what you could tell, when you came up with ideas of what you two might talk about. Creating the ways of starting conversations was the hardest part, as you really didn’t know what was safe to say and what wasn’t. 

But what confused you the most was Lilia’s heart icon. 

Normally it would fill up thrice, or just twice in Kalim’s case, but Lilia’s one was inconsistent, wavering and uncertain, as if he himself couldn’t decide what he should think of you. After that one talk you had in the Light Music Club’s room you saw that there was a liquid in his heart, and the day after it just… 

Disappeared. 

You never knew it could happen and at first you were scared you'd fail, then you felt a relief that maybe there was a mistake in the system and you’ll be sent to the office shortly, but you never were. The system indicators were absolutely fine and showed no errors occurred, so the problem was in Lilia himself.

You could just say something, and the liquid in his heart would fill up to its third, then say something not so very different or surprising, and it would dissolve again. You asked Grim whether he knew something, but he also didn’t, so now your main task was to figure out what the hell was happening.

Maybe that was that 100% of the difficulty level of his route, but it still seemed simple with how devoted Vanrouge was, always meeting you and spending time with you.

Not to mention Lilia was strange to the point you couldn’t comprehend how you should feel about him. In the previous walkthroughs you learnt lessons, you tried to change and came to the realization you’ll never be the same, you’ve become vulnerable to no good if you were about to enter another horror or thriller. 

“Yuu?”

You raised your head when you heard Lilia’s voice above you. The heart was filled to its third, and Lilia bent over to look at the book you were reading. 

“Oh,” he said, taking a seat beside you under the tree in the school yard. “Right, there’s a magic history exam coming up that you first years will take, correct?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “I’ve been reading about Briar Valley’s war period.”

Lilia’s gaze turned more serious, which you’ve noticed, knowing he came from this country according to his profile, and didn’t want to pursue, so as to not recall unpleasant memories, but Lilia suddenly smiled and took the book you were holding in his hands.

“Okay let’s have a revision then!!”

“Huh?” You blinked. “But I haven’t read much and…”

“I’ll help, I’m good at history.”

“Alright…” 

“So!” Lilia exclaimed. “Let’s see… What can you tell me about the pre-war period? The state of the people during the time.”

Despite how cheerful and friendly he tried to look, his eyes full of despair made you frown, but you tried to stay focused, and answered.

“Before the intervention happened,” you started. “The leadership of the Briar Valley took a number of political steps that attribute to the causes of the war, which are the nationalization of the means of production, banks and large-scale industry and the solution of the agrarian question in accordance with the program of the Briar Valley’s leadership, contrary to the interests of the landowners, which provoked the resistance of the previously ruling classes, who lost their property and…”

“Yuu,” Lilia interrupted you. “I see you’re quite knowledgeable and will definitely pass. But hm… Would you be so kind as to tell me what would you do if you were in common people’s shoes?”

“Me?” Your eyes widened. “Why?”

“Among people who lost everything and had nothing to do to escape this state were not so many people as calm as you are. So I’m quite…. Interested in your point of view.”

“I don’t think I can answer that?..”

“Alright, then… Let me rephrase that. If you were in the situation where you could save someone dear to you or save yourself, who would you choose?”

Lilia closed the book he was holding, and lowered his gaze, his pupils almost fading in a scary sorrow that slided down his eyes. 

His route wasn’t just a simple one where he could just fall in love with you, or where you needed to fall in love with him — you still couldn’t. The feelings you’ve carried towards others weren’t love in its romantical way, as you thought, but your emotions that arose when communicating with Lilia resembled a huge ball of tangled multi-colored threads of different textures. Some were rough and even scabrous, like sandpaper, while others resembled flowing silk enveloping the mind and warming the heart.

And maybe that is precisely why his walkthrough happened to be so tough.

“Of course,” you looked straight up at him. “The dearest one. I’m not scared of dying.”

You looked at him in surprise when the liquid in his heart rose with a spring to the max, causing you to gasp and almost scream, but then something absolutely inadmissible happened. 

His heart broke with a rattling sound, the liquid dissolved and disappeared, leaving just a glassy empty cracked vessel floating above his head.

“Lilia!!” You cried out, receiving a bitter smile from him.

What just happened?!

“Just as I thought, Yuu.”

“What do you mean?.. Are you alright?”

“Hm? Why would you ask that?”

“That was so sudden… Are you not satisfied with my answer?”

“This is not something I can enjoy for sure, don’t you think?” He chuckled. “But don’t worry, I just… I think I hoped you would choose yourself.”

“But… why?” You asked, your trembling hands being covered with Lilia’s steady ones. “I don’t understand. I won’t change my answer, but isn’t it only natural?”

“I think for kind people, such as you, it is. I would do that myself, there’s no denying. I already did once and… In any case,” he fixed a strand of your hair. “It just made me realize you probably don’t value your own life yourself.”

You looked at him confusedly. 

“Why would you think so?”

“Who knows,” he shrugged. “But it’s quite… upsetting. You resemble them so much…”

Them? You wondered who he meant by referring like that, but it was a valuable clue in how to finish his route, which by now resembled not just a walkthrough of a silly otome game character, but an extremely confusing, yet holistic individual. 

Them, huh. Then maybe… Was your purpose not to make Lilia fall in love with you, but something else? And what would that even be?

“I need to go,” Vanrouge suddenly dropped, standing up and looking at you, who grabbed his sleeve subconsciously without thinking. “Good luck on your exams, Yuu.”

“Lilia, wait!”

He paused for a moment, trying to find something particular in your eyes, and patted your head, demonstrating a deplorable smile.

“I hope you’ll manage to find something that will make you cherish yourself.”

You stared at his distant silhouette and did not notice how a single tear rolled down your left cheek, leaving behind a crooked wet path.

Lilia’s route was surely an uncommon one. You wanted to howl with how hard the difficulty level hit you, starting from Lilia following you and helping with anything to him ignoring and avoiding you. And you knew he did that because he also suspected something about you, not just because of the words you’ve said. 

And it was confusing. 

You couldn’t find him anywhere, no matter what. You even tried overcoming yourself and willingly approached Kalim to ask if he knew where Lilia was, but he surprisingly didn’t, leaving you with nothing but a cracking feeling in your chest after that little interaction. 

In previous routes, even if there were pauses, like Leona was just busy dealing with something, they never avoided you for about three weeks in a row. You were going insane with how you actually wanted to understand what was wrong, to figure out feelings Lilia carried within his heart, why would the heart icon break, and who were they he mentioned. 

Which is why you decided to bring him a bouquet of flowers you were going to pick yourself. It was nothing much, you would probably not be able to find him at all, but at least you wanted to give him something. If your idea fails, then alright, you’ll just pass him the bouquet through his classmates or clubmates. 

You remembered the forest you went to in your first walkthrough, wanting to find a mushroom for Jade. The same landscape, the same dull and cold weather, you having no equipment—it felt almost nostalgic. You didn’t plan to go deep further, just to pick some flowers without reaching the cliff you fell off in Jade’s route.

Ah of course, it was storming and thundering right when you reached the forest. 

You were shivering out of the cold wind and freezing raindrops, but there was no other choice. Not to mention there were also flowers that blossomed only in cold weather and should be picked only when it’s raining. Which is why you stubbornly went further, ignoring weather conditions, and found a small meadow surrounded by majestic firs. 

There was no moon in the sky, given it was covered with dark clouds, and you lowered your head, discovering plenty of beautiful flowers and starting picking them. Both your clothes and hands were covered in dirt while you picked flowers, but you didn’t seem to care, opening the system tabs and checking the meaning of certain plants. You wanted to express your feelings in a correct way without misinterpreting anything and—

“Ouch,” you clicked your tongue. “You’re quite spiky, huh…”

You pulled out a tiny flower with thin petals, noticing an unexpectedly thick trunk with sharp thorns, and felt your finger slightly paralyzed.

“Shit…” You’ve whispered, checking out the system tab. “It’s…”

“Yuu!!”

You thought you’ve misheard, because the heavy rain was getting stronger, the wind mercilessly burned the skin with its sharp breaths and howls. But when you turned, trying to recognize the silhouette which you think appeared somewhere in front of you, you were thrown to the ground, being squeezed in a strong hug.

“H-huh…”

You were surprised, you really were, and yet you felt so weak and unsteady. 

“You fool,” you recognized Lilia’s worried voice. “You idiot!!”

“You’re the one to talk,” you chuckled. “Avoiding me and then cursing me. What’s gotten into you?!”

“Just don’t go,” he demanded, tightening his grip on you, lying on top of you, who was still holding the flower. “Don’t go in the same way they did. Don’t die, Yuu. I’m begging…”

“Lilia… I’m not dying, see?”

“This flower…” You felt his lips somewhere in the crook of your neck. “Is poisonous.” 

Which you already discovered when pricking and checking out the file the system provided you with. It really was, but you had saved the walkthrough before entering the forest and—

“I’m not letting you die here.”

“But that’s alright, given you’ve come. I was worried and—” 

“Can you please worry about yourself for once?!”

 You paused for a moment. Right, he didn’t know you couldn’t die in the first place. 

But did it really matter? He reprimanded you, demanded you to cherish your life, yourself…

“Lilia, tell me… Did something happen to them, so now you correlate that case with mine?”

Vanrouge took your hand in his, frowning and placing a soft kiss on the place where you were pricked, and now it was you who started panicking.

“Idiot, if it’s poisonous, then you will!..”

“I won’t.” Lilia answered. “Faes are stronger than you, humans. This little flower won’t kill me.”

“There’s no need to worry about me, too.”

“You stupid!” He cried, cupping your face in his face. “Stupid Yuu. Your pupils are almost gone, you can’t even move your hands properly already. How come you’re so calm when you’re literally dying!?”

“Why would you care!!” 

You clenched your hands into fists, curling your fingers into your palms as if shivering in pain, and exhaled painfully slowly, closing your eyes. 

In fact, you knew. You’ve realized just as they’re not only characters of a game you’ve crushed into, they were more humanic then you yourself were. They’ve taught you different feelings.

But from the obsessive thoughts that you really melted the crust of thick ice that covered your true essence, capable of loving; you wanted to escape from these thoughts, the stubborn belief that putting on a mask of alienation and indifference was the most correct decision was about to disappear, had you only look in Lilia’s worried eyes.

While you wanted them to be not just game characters and experience different feelings, you also desired for yourself to be a doll without any bright emotions. 

“Why would I, you ask? Really?” He whispered, laughing nervously. “Fine. You do resemble my first lover who died long long ago. Just like you’re about to do, they also pricked their finger and died from poison.”

You frowned, avoiding meeting his stare.

“And they also didn’t care about themselves. They wished for me to be happy, for me to be alive. And I was there, a fae who couldn’t die that easily, witnessing their death.”

“I’m sorry for your loss…”

“Shut it,” he leaned closer to you, but there was no warmth in his actions, and squeezed your hand, which you couldn’t feel anymore. “You’re not them. You’re… You don’t care about yourself to the very last second of your life. I wanted to prevent you from getting into trouble, because I was simply scared.”

“But who am I to you? Just another mere human, what did I do for you to worry so hard?”

“Something absolutely irrational,” he chuckled. 

“What? Did I just remind you of your previous lover?”

“Quite the opposite. Remember when we talked about sacrifices?”

“Yes, what about that?”

He settled into a sitting position, taking off his jacket and pulling it over you, knowing that it was useless in this situation.

“You’ve said you’re not scared of dying. My first love also wasn’t. But they chose themselves.”

“And I chose the dearest one to me…”

“They pricked their finger when collecting flowers, because there was a legend that the flower could heal. They were already on the verge of death due to illness, but… They weren’t afraid to die, yet desperately searched for a way to live.”

“Lilia, I… I’m sorry.”

He sighed, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Don’t be. I couldn’t find the reason for you to treasure your life.”

You wanted to smile at him to avoid further discussion, but at the same time… You thought that you did.

It seemed to you that there was no point in denying it, and you closed your eyes sharply, hoping to blink away this strange feeling that you really wanted to live. To live and remember everything that happened, all the emotions and tingles in the chest.

“Every time… it feels like I'm learning a lesson…” You said vaguely. “To treasure small moments, to believe in myself and others, to smile genuinely, to let myself feel loved… And now, to treasure my life.”

“Ha,” Vanrouge chuckled. “Yuu, what kind of life did you live before that no one told you the things that make you human?”

Your smile was just as nebulous as your answer.

“I’m not sure if I was human before.”

“Huh?”

“Nevermind… Lilia, I… Even if I may sound stupid, please let me thank you for letting me know that I should treasure myself.”

One his smile, one his tight hold of your hand, and the bright light filling up his heart bursted out of it, enveloping you in it. 

“So that was the purpose of your route, huh,” you laughed.

“Route?” He asked, drawing you closer to his chest.

“You know, I wasn’t scared of death because I can’t die twice. I would just… reload the game and start again. And now, since I’ve finished your route, I’ll get into another one. But you won’t remember that.”

“Ha!” Lilia smirked. “I’ll never forget you, Yuu. And a fae can’t lie.”

You just smiled to him, enjoying his determination and managing to reciprocate his gentle touch, not feeling anything in your hand.

┆₊ ⊹ the song in lilia's part — nct u - from home

“Something’s not right, Yuu.”

“What?..”

Everything seemed quite alright to you. Your usual post-walkthrough experience, Grim nagging about something, another route to finish, another emotion to develop, you levitating in a strange void… Wait. 

Void?

“Where are we?”

Usually you could witness such a sight when transferring into another world. Familiar empty arrays, slightly interrupted by multi-colored digital fibers, waves of supersonic flew around.

“Wait, Grim!! Look!”

You pointed at the loading bar, indicating another world loading progression, and grabbed Grim’s paw, drawing him closer, being flown away somewhere further. 

“The fuck?”

“Oi, language,” you said. “But… What is going on? I haven’t finished Idia’s route! I haven’t even started it!”

“This is strange.”

But the profiles popped up, switching from one to another, and you noticed Idia’s one literally smashing into your face, causing you to gasp.

“Ugh!”

Before observing what the system tab introduced to you, you managed to look at Lilia’s ‘COMPLETED’ line which became common at this point, and, sighing, switched to Idia, gasping the second after.

No portrait, no information, everything being blurred or written in ??????

Nothing.

“I don’t understand what is going on,” you said. “At all!”

“I thought we’re transmigrating to another story.”

“The boss couldn’t just let us transfer to another dimension without introducing the details.”

“That little punk.”

“Hey, he’s our boss after all.”

“Little shit who let you suffer without any warning.”

“Grim…” You smiled at him. “Alright, is there any information available?”

“Nah. Nothing at all. But I guess we’re about to figure it out.”

A bright flash ripping out the space let you know that you were about to enter another (?) world, and held Grim closer to you, ready to witness what was about to happen.

And more importantly, what happened to Idia’s route?

Digital waves floated around Idia, breaking space and distorting it. Idia squinted in discomfort and because of the crackle of sparks in the processor of his computer, when a deafening explosion was heard, and space waves came out with distorted algorithms, system errors popped up every now and then, and Idia just growled in indignation.

“Uh, the hell?”

He rubbed his eyes with the dry fingers, discovering to his delight that the soda in the can hadn't spilled from the sudden rupture of the universe, and exhaled heavily with a creak, opening the profile that flashed in the system window.

Yuu.

No surname, no age, just an occupation — interdimensional traveler (genres: thriller & horror).

“Aaah…shit.”

Idia yawned, taking a cheese chip and biting it. While looking to improve his equipment and extract materials that could be used in Ortho's various gears, one day Idia stumbled upon a very strange glitch in the system.

At first he thought it was another error he could fix, but when system windows started popping up everywhere not just on his computer’s monitor, but in freaking reality, Idia realized he maybe perhaps possibly potentially very likely needed more sleep juuuuust a bit. 

Idia chuckled, unimpressed, and quickly glanced over system tabs, seeing profiles of people of this college. Wha, how wonderful, he REALLY did want to see them, uh-huh— The hell? 

“Not even dorm leaders,” Idia noticed, leafing through the files. “Riddle-shi would be so pissed off he wasn’t mentioned lmao.”

What a strange order. First Jade Leech, the second year of Octavinelle, then suddenly Leona Kingscholar, Kalim Al-Asim being next… 

“Yoooo, Azul-shi?” Idia chuckled, stumbling upon his clubmate profile. “What kind of game is that lol.”

The more he checked, the more he was getting confused. Alright, it wasn’t the info that couldn’t be obtained at all, after all everyone knows that Al-Asim is an extremely wealthy family, and Kingscholar is even royalty, but what was the ‘DIFFICULTY LEVEL’ parameter? 

“Damn Lilia-shi is impressive for sure,” Idia nodded to himself, pulling another chip out of the package. “100% difficulty, must be hard…. Not for me tho ofc~”

If there was a difficulty level in each profile, that was probably some sort of a game, right? So Idia thought before stumbling upon his own profile being blurred completely.

“Ayo the fuck?” He chuckled in disbelief. “That’s my name!!”

Unknown difficulty level? Well that’s obvious, given he’s the boss, the main character!!..

The main character? Wait a moment.

“Yuu,” Idia mumbled and repeated. “Yuu, huh. What the hell interdimensional traveler even means?” 

Some time passed with Idia investigating who the hell you were in the first place, and couldn’t find anything.

He leaned to his PC, checking out the monitors, and noticed you on one of the cameras in the school. Uh-huh, so that's where you were… 

Sipping the coffee Jade Leech brewed, you enjoyed the conversation you’ve had. Idia cringed at witnessing such an awkward situation, averting his gaze and not noticing the dismal look in your eyes.

“If Yuu-shi’s main genres are thriller and horror, does it mean we here live in one, too?” Idia muttered to himself. “No wait, isn’t it like, incredible discovery, scientific breakthrough? Shouldn’t I let the world know there are more universes we imagined, and here’s living proof?”

The ‘living proof’, you that would be, was currently heading out to Ramshackle, where Idia had no cameras, thus he just decided to create your profile himself, filling out the details according to the data he was obtaining. 

“Ugh,” he cringed. “Feels awkward.”

It did. You were interesting enough to know you better, but huh—he wasn’t a fool to interact with you firsthand, right?! He promised to himself he wouldn’t obtain anything that would violate your privacy, and come to think of it, your every interaction with anyone wasn’t concealed from strangers’ eyes. You were on the school grounds, it was only natural he could overhear… Shit.

“I’m garbage,” he concluded, dropping his face in his hands and sighing with a heaviness in his chest. “But Yuu’s too strange.”

Idia couldn’t let himself get some sleep. Not when your activity suddenly went up almost at night and you headed to the freaking forest! What were you thinking, really?! 

But wait.

“What is that thing…”

Idia leaned closer to the screen and gasped, noticing familiar flying system tabs around you. The camera he installed was too far away to see exactly what the tabs were portraying, but there was no denying that you brought those strange flying windows when landed here in Twisted Wonderland.

And again, there were no cameras in the forest, but Idia was waiting for you to come out. It’s not prohibited to enter the forest on your own, but given it was the school for magicians, they surely could protect themselves from anything happening, however you? You possessed no magic, and Idia already checked that—you were magicless to the bone—but didn’t you think it was at least reckless to go to the forest when it was dark and cold? 

He thought you were stupid, really. You didn’t come out for some time, and when he was ready to drop his face on the keyboard and faint due to fatigue, sound sensors suddenly arose, and your scream was heard. 

“What’s happening there?!”

He tried checking other cameras and found the one close to the further part of the forest, which demonstrated a view near the cliff, and noticed your figure, which appeared a bit distorted on the camera, always glitching and emitting flashy sparks.

“Yuu-shi is surely something,” Idia mumbled. “And… uh? Isn’t it Jade-shi?”

No way just WHAT WAS THAT thing above his head??

A heart-shaped icon filled to its half with a pink strange liquid. 

“Isn’t it like,” Idia bit his lip, eyes widening in disbelief. “An otome game thing?”

No way. Literally no way.

If you were an interdimensional traveler, that meant Twisted Wonderland was just another world you’ve entered, a book-like story with the effect of full immersion from the first person perspective, your perspective, to be precise—yeah, he got that already. But weren’t your genres thriller and horror? So what’s with that cringey heart icon and the way Jade-shi looked at you?!

There must be an error in the system you’ve brought. And wait…

If Jade was listed the first in profiles, Idia being the last… didn’t it mean that he was about to be wooed by you?! 

“Ha, you wish,” he laughed nervously, his heartbeat accelerating rapidly. 

The nature of that icon was yet to be investigated. Did it appear instantly after your arrival? Idia stood up, stretching and hearing an unpleasant sound of his vertebrae cracking after sitting for so long, then made his way to the mirror and frowned. There was no icon or whatsoever.

Okay, then it did mean that the icon appeared only when you enter your love interests routes, right?

He himself was safe for a time being. Interested in what the hell was going on, yes indeed, but also scared.

Didn’t it mean he needed to fall in love with you to complete the mission? And hey, why was Jade-shi so calm about it? It was obvious something wasn’t right with you, so how could he believe you so easily? Moreover, why compete with others when there literally were figures like Leona-shi or Lilia-shi?

After you were rescued and headed over to Ramshackle, he closed his eyes and plunged on the bed, ready to howl in indignation. 

Days passed, and a festival with the firework show you’ve prepared came. Idia didn’t care much, being able to watch right in his room, not to mention he possessed no interest at all, watching you getting on the rooftop instead.

Jade came not so long after, and when Idia thought it was still stupid to overhear you, but he needed that to figure out how to behave and what to do, the heart-shaped icon above Jade-shi’s head suddenly started glowing slightly, filling up with pink liquid to the max. 

The icon started radiating bright light, and that was when he noticed how shocked you were, how your face became overshadowed with fear and agony, and frowned himself. You looked like an anime character at the denouement of the story, but that was right when he realized himself.

If the route was coming to an end, what was about to happen with him? Will he forget everything? Shit, that would complicate his research, no no no!!

The last thing he saw before the light filled his own room was your sad yet bright smile on the screen, and then the world went out.

“Ugh…”

When Idia woke up, he noticed a strange pricking feeling in his chest, then rushed to the PC. 

“You gotta be kidding…”

Your image and a progress indicator under the photo suddenly popped up in front of him.

20% of completion. 

He checked Jade Leech’s profile which already turned gray and unavailable to interact with anymore, but then Leona’s profile popped up, showing 0% of completion. 

“So I… remember everything?”

A strange joy blossomed in his chest for a brief moment before a realization hit, notifying that he needed to continue investigating. And that he also still was one of the targets.

“Mkay,” he muttered, getting out of bed and crawling on the chair, feeling sleep deprived and hungry. Who cared about food anyway? “Let’s continue, Yuu-shi.”

What was his role in this game though? Well, he obviously meant to be the main character with extra imbalance abilities! But after waking up and remembering everything that happened, especially your unnaturally distorted gaze, he started questioning his own purpose in this charade.

“Haiz,” he chuckled, noticing how you already found Leona-shi. Was he sniffing you?! “Damn he’s surely feline…”

“The smell, not of magic, but similar. Also like that fish guy?”

Idia knitted brows together, wondering what could Leona know. It appeared Kingscholar didn’t remember anything about you at all, but still carried a feeling that you and Jade-shi already interacted. 

“So he doesn’t know that’s a game,” Idia concluded, nodding to himself and adding the obtained info to his databases, his fingers flying above the keyboard. “Which makes Yuu-shi and me the only ones who know.”

Despite how proud he was for feeling himself being so special and extraordinary, he rolled up his sleeves and scratched his head in confusion, trying to form a logically adequate chain of events and arguments in order to come to an unambiguous decision as a result, but, alas, his attempts were unsuccessful.

What scared him the most was the possibility of being the last love interest. He remembered protagonists of otome games, mainly they were kind individuals with bright personalities, or with no personalities at all. He preferred the last ones, they were close to his own blank gloomy self, to feel himself being the main hero of the story, to insert his own thoughts into the walkthrough, but you?

You weren’t so overkindly and bubbly as he first you would. Your decisions were rational at first, and you perhaps were provided with no knowledge about how romance worked, judging by your slow progression, the majority of which happened because of the natural charm and characters being enchantingly attracted to you… or so he thought. 

Idia howled when a stupid thought ran across his mind at the speed of light, piercing him through and screaming ‘Yuu-shi is really charming tho…’, and quickly brushed it off, shaking his head. Argh, that was all useless!! You were aiming for his heart, not the icon, but real heart, his real feelings and the ability to love. And to hell with you, he didn’t want to love you!!

He didn’t want to imagine what happens with him when you leave. 

Locks of his hair scattered all over the table when Leona-shi suddenly kissed you in front of others. Oi, wasn’t it too much?!

Idia wondered if the smile with which you replied to Leona was really genuine, or was it a perfect act for you to escape his route freely?

Days passing from route to route felt like ages. After Leona the time consumed for completing was extending, and when Kalim’s walkthrough dropped, Idia wanted to ignore you at all cost.

He could understand your previous self with an extremely concealed demeanor, rational and logical thinking, a goal to finish everything and get back home—where was it, by the way?—but as for now, you’ve started experiencing transformations of your soul. 

Your emotions became more open and vivid, your normally efficient and sensible ways of thinking were affected by a variety of feelings, which Idia himself was unable to distinguish. Was it the softness of your heart or an honest desire to open up? Ugh, normies things…

“Oi, isn’t his heart already full?!”

Idia checked the icon above Kalim’s head and gasped. Damn, the system that you’ve carried around here was surely impressive, demonstrating how feelings could work. Kalim-shi was most definitely full of love towards you, why hasn't his route finished already?

Apparently a strange thing called ‘feelings’ was the problem. Being in love with you but not allowing himself to express it because he refrained himself and wished for other people’s happiness in the first place? What a strange guy. If that would be Idia…

Wait, what would he do? 

“Let your own heart decide.”

Idia tensed up. 

You weren’t saying it for him, but the sharp cutting sensation that pierced his chest made Idia wince at the vagueness of his emotions, and he clenched the jacket in his fist.

Will there be any feelings left for him when you get on his route? 

“Shit, what an absurd way of thinking,” he laughed at himself. What a fool.

He should have avoided you at all cost!! 

But actually seeing you coming to his clubmate, the one he could consider a friend, and asking for boldly falling in love with him?! Yuu-shi, you’re extremely insane, huh?

Okay, that was your purpose all along—to make Azul fall in love with you—but argh!! Hugging in a narrow staff room?! 

Idia averted his gaze, questioning your emotions. Were you just collecting people like toys, limited cards in your collection, to just leave casually when it’s over? He didn’t want to become one of them, to develop at least a tiny something towards you to be left all alone. Again.

At one point Idia thought it would be interesting to watch you interacting with Vil-shi, given how perfectly you played the role of being the protagonist, the one who attracted everyone. 

Yes, it was for the best. It was the simplest way to think of you like that, a villain destroying everyone’s hearts. 

So that he wouldn’t feel so lonely himself.

When Lilia’s route started, Idia has woken up with an insanely strong migraine making him slightly worried. The more walkthroughs you passed, the more he was feeling strange. 

“I wonder if Azul-shi will remember what Yuu-shi told him…”

Maybe he actually should have gone and checked on him, but Idia quickly shrugged the thought off.

“Oh?”

Your image suddenly appeared to be too close to the camera he installed, and Idia wondered where you were, given you were sitting on a windowsill. Okay, Light Music Club’s room. And you were…

You were singing softly. Your voice was pleasant to hear, nothing out of the ordinary, but still fairly nice to enjoy. Not to mention your dreamy face yet shadowed with a glimpse of sadness… Why were you so gloomy at times anyway? Just play your role, ugh.

And Lilia-shi was also strange. According to him, you appeared to be resembling someone… What kind of Surrealistic Messenger experience was that, huh? What were you, a Nika? 

You really had no logic left, going to the forest from your first walkthrough again, huh? And it rained heavily, too, but Idia couldn’t see what was happening there. But when the bright light started beaming through the trees, Idia exhaled freely.

It was also the moment he realized. 

He was the next and the last route. 

You stared at the black space, hearing almost nothing, and the familiarity got you thinking that all of the things happening you had already witnessed once. Just right when you landed here in Twisted Wonderland.

You tried outstretching your hand, meeting with a thud, and you chuckled to yourself, prying off the coffin lid and removing it from the hinges, taking one step out.

“Grim?”

“Henchman…”

Grim found you, who was wearing the ceremonial robe, and you two ended up bursting with hysterical laughter, when Crowley came and noticed you… 

No way. No way it was just as on your first day of transmigrating here!! 

Same people, same places, same events, same dialogues… 

Same mirror proclaiming you’re magicless.

Everything was just the same!!

“Grim,” you whispered to him while Crowley was searching for the books to try figuring out where you came from. You always mentioned other worlds’ places in those kinds of situations, because your boss demanded you not say anything personal. “Check out if the status of the game has changed.”

“Got it.”

You saw Grim summoning the system interface, but a sudden abrupt flash made you close your eyes for a moment, and when you opened them, you saw tabs glitching and lagging around you, distorting the space.

“What the…”

“Hm?” Crowley turned to you, apparently scanning your face, but you couldn’t say for sure because of his mask. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, Crowley-sensei,” you smiled at him. 

“Yuu!” Grim in your hands looked at you with widened eyes and whispered. “What’s happening with the system?!”

“I don’t know,” you answered with your lips only. “How’s the status?”

“Check it yourself…”

But before you could check, Crowley turned to you, proclaiming he can’t find the place you’ve come from. The very same scenario, you going to the Ramshackle, meeting with ghosts… 

With only one small exception in the form of constantly sparkling elements of the system, alternately popping up here and there.

“Yuu, we haven’t got enough time for that. Check the genre!!!”

You instantly sank to your knees, unable to believe your eyes. Your heart thumped wildly in your chest, forcing you to turn to Grim, stunned.

“F-fantasy?..” You double-checked yourself, but then saw a window with all the profiles, their statuses still the same, Lilia being the last completed one. “But Idia’s route?..”

“And you asked me to watch my tongue,” Grim frowned. “That little shit you call our boss didn’t even leave us the way to contact him during walkthroughs!!! And what if something like that happens?!”

“It’s not about him, Grim,” you tried to recover, standing up and noticing little glitches flashing everywhere in the room. “Let’s try figuring out what we should do now.”

“Find that Idia guy and finish his route, what else, fugnya.”

You lowered your gaze.

Wasn’t it an opportunity given to you as a gift? If the genre switched from otome to fantasy, then there was no obligation to complete Idia’s route. No need to let him—and you—suffer, wasn’t it the only right thing to do? 

You took a deep breath. You knew it wasn’t. Idia’s route was still marked as ‘IN PROGRESS’, meaning you still had to fulfill your duties, but also… 

Wasn’t it a loophole? 

“I know what you’re thinking,” Grim touched your hand with his paw. “I know you’re freaking tired of this shit, me too, but Yuu—”

“No, Grim,” you laughed at yourself, tears appearing in the corners of your eyes. “I can’t. I will not. Finish his route. Just… Let’s just enjoy the fantasy story which is supposed to be completed even without us interfering.”

Grim wasn’t sure. You yourself thought it was stupid, irresponsible, your boss will probably just drag you out of here so to reprimand—you didn’t care at all. 

You wanted to avoid Idia Shroud at all costs.

Giving you credit, you actually succeeded in your desire to avoid Idia. But trouble does not come alone, and instead of Idia, who, surprisingly, couldn’t be found anywhere at all, you managed to repeatedly stumble upon people from previous routes.

But what you feared the most was the system distortion, glitches and lags. 

The endless flickering of digital fibers, appearing in a chaotic pattern, pierced people. The color correction of the world broke down, jumping from exaggerated, poisonously bright colors to black-and-white scraps of space. The voices sometimes went into ultrasonics, causing you and Grim to wince in dislike. System windows danced around in a digital frenzy.

It all resembled the digital apocalypse. But even with those little ‘errors’ you could still interact with others.

But not with those who were the dearest to you.

“Y̸̘̒ũ̸ͅȗ̴͜-̷̹̎s̴͍͂ä̵̖́n̸̻̄.̵̨̚”

You turned to meet Jade’s usual polite smile, a hand on his chest. 

“Jade?..” You were hesitant to speak with him at first, but a sudden mechanical corrupted voice managed to scare you. “Hello?..”

He tried saying something, but he did not move at all, not the slightest sigh, not a quivering gleam in his beautiful eyes—absolutely nothing. He was frozen.

You wanted to hurry and get someone’s help, but just when you ran away and turned for a moment to make sure he was still standing still—he wasn’t… He moved, returning to his usual routine, and turned to the suddenly approaching Riddle.

Something wasn’t right.

You were convinced of this when you stepped on Leona's tail in the botanical garden, completely forgetting about this event. His reaction was exactly the same—he was like a stone frozen in time, and, unlike Jade, not telling you anything, but the system windows were frantically jumping around his silhouette.

Kalim froze with a smile you grew to love on his face, and Azul, when he met you, apparently was going to kiss your wrist, but they all froze like broken dolls at the behest of the puppeteer.

And Lilia was nowhere to be seen at all.

“I don’t understand…”

You lamented, looking at the huge glitch, reminding you of black hole which was absorbing system tabs into itself, and you were sitting near it, outstretching your hand and feeling nothing at all.

You were immune to the system’s influence, how very ironical and—

“U-ugh…”

You turned to the voice’s source and gasped when a sudden flash of bright blue flickered before your eyes for a moment, then disappeared.

“Huh, I think I saw someone just now…”

You stood up from the grass field you were sitting on, and came closer to the tree in the school yard, hearing a ‘Eek!!!’ full of fear, and blinked twice.

“E-excuse me!!”

“Oh?..”

You saw a very tall figure hiding from you behind the tree and trying to cover his face with the hood of his hoodie. 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you mumbled. “I’m Yuu. Sorry for scaring you.”

“I-if you’re sorry, then just go!!..”

Blue flames billowed from under his hood in waves, and you were surprised at how sweet the man's voice was.

“W-what are you looking at?!”

“Your hair,” you said, spellbound. “It’s very beautiful.”

“U-ugh…”

The person took his hood off, and you parted your lips in surprise. 

You stared amazed at the gold of his eyes, not understanding what you were so hooked on in him, but the non-standard of his beauty completely left you speechless, and a slight glimmer of blush was born on your cheeks.

“Ah!” You exclaimed, turning away. “I’m being so rude… It’s just you’re really good-looking.. Ugh, sorry.”

“S-stop it, I’m begging. I’m not, o-okay? Now go.”

“Okay, but… What is your name?”

“You don’t need to know it…”

You looked at him, pouting and lowering your gaze, when a pink hue on the tips of his hair went unnoticed by you. 

“Alright… I’ll get going then. See you later?”

“Maybe never.”

The rudeness he demonstrated somehow didn’t sound so bitter, and you smiled at him, then walked away.

“Please never interact with me…” He muttered to himself, approaching the huge glitch. “I don’t want to be the next.”

After two weeks of such randomly non-random meetings, Idia realized that, apparently, according to the law of the protagonists of otome games, there was nowhere to escape from you.

Of course, he could not really understand why the hell everything around was suddenly covered with digital holes and errors, but obviously it was related to you.

He wanted to study them himself, but the cameras he set up around the college sometimes didn't capture the biggest system bugs, not to mention they constantly popped up wherever you were for a while. Apparently others couldn’t see the world glitching, and you yourself possessed no knowledge about those errors, so he just had to go out of his room.

Even though he managed not to reveal his name for a long time—he was extremely apprehensive that you would recognize him as your last remaining love interest and start going through his route—yet you were in no particular hurry to look for him.

Didn’t you… need to finish his route and come back home? Why were you blankly staring at all those errors and glitches and doing nothing?

Not to mention that you sincerely tried to get to know him personally, never once again asking his name.

You confronted him every time he needed to investigate another huge system error that had arisen, and you simply nodded silently, smiling. The first week really passed peacefully and calmly, until something unimaginable for his consciousness happened at the beginning of the second.

“Meow-meow~” 

M-meow?..

Idia was walking to the place where another hole with errors appeared, and heard your voice—it was unmistakable yours. W-what in the world were you doing?..

What he saw shocked him.

You were stroking the ear of a kitten that laid in front of you and purred, playing with it and smiling radiantly.

“Y-Yuu-shi…”

“Oh? Ah, fiery-senpai.”

“T-that stupid name again… What are you d-doing?”

You smiled at him, taking the kitten in your hands and drawing him closer to his face, placing one little smooth on his nose.

“Isn’t it cute?”

Headshot!! Huge damage taken!! Apply a HP restoring potion!!

“C-cute…” He mumbled, his hair glowing bright red. “Y-yuu-shi is… UGHM.”

“Come here.”

You took his hand in yours and made him sit beside you. Just what the audacity you had!..

The cat started purring with more intensity when Idia touched it, and you giggled at how cute the scene looming before you was. 

You didn’t want to escape this reality, even with an insane amount of bugs and errors corrupting the dimension. 

For a month Idia was meeting you, approaching you more and more against (in fact, not really resisting) his will. You seemed like an absolutely normal person, and it was frightening. Shouldn't the universe travelers be... different? Non-standard, possess some kind of superpowers, or easily repair these interdimensional holes? You seemed to be the most ordinary person with completely natural human emotions. Your actions were dictated by curiosity, kindness and care. You brought Idia food more than once, showed photos of kittens, respected his personal boundaries and always left without asking what he was going to do alone.

It was unbearably hard. Feelings flourished in his chest, and every day, returning to his room, Idia flopped on the bed, clutching his jacket in his fist, and repeated how crazy he was.

Feelings ate him from the inside. How the hell was that shameless and stupid!! Wasn't love in otome built on the fact that the characters went through a string of dramatic events, experienced incredible adventures, scandals, breakups and emotional declines, and then tragically confessed their love to each other?

How the hell could he screw up his one and only task — not to fall in love with you at all costs, and eventually fail miserably, and even under such idiotic circumstances?!

How could he let you take his feelings and... understand them?

“I’m pathetic,” he laughed to himself, studying the data he obtained. “But Yuu won’t know…”

He will not allow that. Maybe.

You held Grim closer to you, exhaling fresh air while sitting on the bench—which was unusual for you, who could be easily spotted on the grass or windowsill—and took a sip of a cup of hot chocolate. It was already February declaring its rights, and deepened in your thoughts.

The world was half destroyed. Multi-colored digital errors were no longer just popping up alternately anywhere, but were actively integrated into the structure, into the very subcortex of the world. The forest near the school was replaced by a digitized version, black holes in space that no one saw except you replaced entire rooms and even buildings.

To be honest, it just looked disgusting.

Previous emotional draining routes were completed, and now, when you yourself wanted to avoid Idia Shroud’s one at all cost, because you were simply scared, Idia decided to become quieter than water and lower than grass. 

The information you’ve acquired was rather dull and sullen — Idia was known for being a complete shut-in, an introverted person who usually never comes out of his room. Impudently pouncing into his personal space, Ignihyde dormitory, seemed somewhat violent to you, especially taking into account that you needed to receive his love.

You wanted to respect his privacy, but also wanted to know what kind of person he is. 

And just when you wanted to think about avoiding asking anyone from your previous walkthroughs, Lilia appeared before you, floating midair and smiling rather cheekily, causing you to almost spit your drink.

But more importantly, he seemed extremely alive, unlike others.

“Ugh, uh…” You coughed. “Li… Vanrouge.”

“Hm? What’s with the sudden coldness?”

“Sudden?..” You echoed, furrowing your brows. “Oh, I’m sorry, it’s just we haven’t talked much before…”

Lilia took your hand, the one that was holding Grim, who expressed an annoyed sound and stared at Vanrouge, and placed a smooch on the finger you’ve pricked in his route.

“Is that how you greet me after having all that life and death type of conversation?”

You jolted, abruptly standing up and almost dropping Grim from your lap, to which Lilia only laughed.

“You remember?!” You screamed, noticing you drew too much attention, and lowered your voice. “But how?”

“Remember I told you I’ll never forget? This is why.”

“N-no, wait… I mean, others have only tiny glimpses of memories about me, but they don’t have entire routes stored in their minds!! Not to mention they’re… Ugh.” 

“Calm down, Yuu. To be honest, I’m not sure how it works, either. Tell me more about your case, we’ll figure something out. Maybe you haven’t finished my, hmmm, route, you said?”

You summoned the system tab that got almost sunk into the black hole, which Lilia couldn’t see, and checked twice and even thrice — ‘COMPLETED’ were written in caps.

“I have,” you said. 

“That Idia guy’s profile also opened,” Grim mentioned.

“Idia?” Lilia repeated. “He’s your next target?”

“Target… Yes, you can say so… Do you know anything about him?”

“Quite a lot of information I normally wouldn’t share, but in your case…” Lilia frowned. “But Yuu, will you go home after finishing?”

“I… Don’t have home,” you explained. “I’ll return back to the office where I’ll be appointed to another story. But before that I’ll ask why in the world did I land here, Twisted Wonderland is not our main genre.”

“Where were you before?”

“Better not ask,” Grim advised, to which you nodded. “Nothing good.”

“Makes me want to ask more!” Lilia giggled. “But alright. Even though I don’t really want to let you go, considering I’m extremely worried about your safety… I believe you should go and ask what caused the error. As for Idia Shroud…”

You and Grim saw system tabs randomly popping up and glitching, to which Lilia tilted his head, but you shook yours, gesturing to him to continue speaking. 

“He’s a nice kid, actually. A twisted one, as we all here are, but I sense no ill feelings radiating from him. He has a rather complicated personality, so I suggest you be patient.”

“Twisted, hm,” you nodded, trying to ignore glitch intensification. 

“His family works under an organization dealing with phantoms and blot research. So make sure to—”

“Good morning, Lilia Vanrouge-san, Yuu-san, Grim-san!”

A robotic cheerful voice greeted you, and you stared at the appeared humanoid with… was that fire on his head?.. Wait a second.

“Oho~” Lilia smirked. “Morning, little Shroud.”

Little Shroud?.. Did Idia have a brother?

“Good morning,” you greeted him. “And you’re?”

“Ortho Shroud!” A child humanoid introduced himself. “Nice to meet you, Yuu-san!”

“How can we be of help?” Lilia asked.

“I’m sorry for interrupting, but I need to talk to Yuu-san and Grim-san directly.”

“Oh, then you should know that I’m not leaving Yuu’s side. So if you want to talk, please don’t mind me, but I won’t leave~”

“I’m afraid I can allow that,” Ortho replied cheerfully.

You tried standing up, but staggered and changed glances with Grim, who also felt dizzy and out of place for a moment, before Ortho pulled up a tablet, which suddenly started floating on itself.

“U-uhm…” A voice was heard, coming from the tablet. “E-excuse me, Lilia-shi… B-but I need to t-talk to them… alone.”

And with that you and Grim suddenly fainted, surrounded by light sparkles and glitches flooding the space, not noticing Ortho catching you and Lilia’s furious stare.

You tried opening your eyes, and managed to do that after a minute of trying, glitches still sparkling everywhere, but not as bright as it was before.

You found yourself on a bed in an unknown place dominated by bright blue hues, you could hear the tapping of fingers on the keyboard, the faint noise of processors, and you were no longer sure if the space distortion was due to the system, or it was local computers.

“Uh…” You mumbled, trying to sit on your bed, and observed the place, noticing a figure of someone tapping on the keyboard.

You looked closely, recognizing familiar fire-like bright blue hair and gray clothes the person was wearing.

“Excuse me,” you said, drawing the person's attention and making the figure startle in shock, turning to you at once. “Huh?”

“Y-Y-Yuu-shi!!”

“F-fiery-senpai.”

He pulled up the collar of the turtleneck that was sticking out from under the gray robes and covered his mouth, looking away from you.

“Um… I’m Idia Shroud.”

You smiled weakly to yourself, actually suspecting it before, but knowing that the person you grew to love like happened to be Idia was excruciatingly painful.

It was continuous, endless torment.

Grim told you every day that you, dear little Yuu, are just a fool with a glitch in your head, since you fell in love with that ‘fiery-senpai’ so irrevocably for being just a person. The world was falling apart, and you refused to end the game, running away from solving the problem like a small child, and you understood this very well, continuing to run in circles.

“Ah!!” You exclaimed, standing up and approaching him, making Idia squeak and almost run away from you. “Oh, I’m sorry for startling you. It’s just… Actually, wait, where am I? Where’s Grim?”

“Grim-shi is sleeping in the room next door, m-my little brother Ortho assisting him. D-don’t worry…”

“That’s good…” You smiled to yourself, feeling a little relieved your partner was okay. “But still, where are we?”

“Did they just need to leave that to me RIGHT WHEN I’m in the middle of my research, ugh…” He muttered to himself, then cleared his throat. “You’re at STYX. You p-probably don’t know what it is, since you’re… Nevermind. D-dont worry, we need to run a few tests and will return you back to the NRC.”

“Sounds not like something I shouldn’t be worried about, to be honest,” you chuckled. “What kind of tests? And why me? Lilia said you study, ergh… blot here. I don’t know what that is.”

“Tch, why me…” He mumbled to himself again. “Y-yeah, Lilia-shi surely mentioned something he shouldn’t have, b-but you have no relation to blot. At least physically..”

“Look,”

You came closer to him, quickly glancing over his features and suddenly getting flustered. Despite his gloomy look and huge eye bags, he appeared to be quite cute and good-looking. You never thought your last ‘love interest’ would look like that, not to mention him having such a shy personality.

And now, knowing that the fiery-senpai you grew to like was Idia all that time, didn’t make it easier.

Everything will end once you win his heart.

And it was breaking yours.

You dramatically imitated fainting, causing Idia to jolt, and exclaimed.

“You suddenly faint,” you said, then came over to the bed you were laying on, and sat on it. “Then you wake up in an unfamiliar place…”

You came closer to him, not daring to touch him, and ended up just staring right in his golden eyes.

“... And found yourself alone in a room with a complete stranger.” You said, averting your gaze. “Quite handsome, though.”

Idia in front of you bit his lip, trying his best to ignore your compliment.

“What would my reaction be?”

“C-confusion?..”

“Right, that,” you confirmed. “So please be so kind as to explain what is happening and how I can be of help.”

“Alright…” He sighed heavily. “Follow me.”

You nodded, following his tall figure and enjoying how the fire of which his hair consisted was shimmering, however noticing one little but important detail.

There was no heart icon.

To be completely honest, you really were charming. 

Idia was amazed at how easy it was to have a conversation with you and how charmingly your lips curved into a soft smile. He hated every second of the new day, realizing that the research is being delayed, and he has to run an infinite number of tests.

He could not clearly distinguish between your natural coquetry and acting (of the justice of which he was no longer so sure). You yourself were a very gentle and understanding person, calmly accepting the peculiarities of his personality, but still, despite all the promises that you made to others in their routes (at least those that he managed to hear), you seemed to still hold back myself.

Wouldn't you like to return to where you came from as soon as possible? Why did your face tremble in unbearable sadness every time he happily announced that there were not many tests left and that you would be released soon? Of course, you had to charm him, grab him right by the heart and make him yours, but why did your voice become so desperately dreary every time he closed the door to your room, and you wished him peaceful dreams and asked him not to work late?

The tests, in fact, at first were simple questionnaires, from which it was impossible to extract anything intelligible. Therefore, subsequently, Idia had to move on to more difficult tests for you, which turned out to be simulations of reality.

The distorted images of all those whose routes you have already completed, have told you terrible things, betrayed you and hoped to break you. Usually it was possible to check the accumulation of blot and magical energy this way, but since you did not possess it, it was checked how negative emotions affected you.

And you... seemed to remain unshakable and believed them to the end, forcing the images of people dear to you to be erased automatically.

Idia wasn't really interested in your involvement in the blot in the first place—it was just a cover. He was personally interested in knowing your essence in more detail, who, or maybe what you really were.

And why did you cling so desperately to those whose routes were already completed. 

“Yuu!!”

“Don’t come any closer!”

You heard Grim burst into your room, ignoring his attempts to stop you, but the erratic system bugs were doing their own dance, preventing Grim from getting close to you.

“The fuck you’re doing?!”

You chuckled, tapping on the keyboard, and turned to him for a mere second.

“Trying to let our dear beloved system know that I won’t finish Idia’s route.”

“Yuu, get yourself together!! Ain’t no way you can just casually crack the system we’ve been workin’ with for who knows how many years so far!!”

“AND DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE?!”

“Yuu!”

You tried to make changes to the system code of this world, sweat streamed down your neck, electricity flashed bright flashes here and there, almost setting Grim's tail on fire, and as soon as you got to the very core, swallowing tears and ignoring Grim's screams, in the system something exploded, pushing you away from the interface and spawning digital corruption.

“Yuu!..”

You. Failed. 

Today Idia planned to show you the Underworld to see what would happen. Apparently you had a save option, so he was about to make a hint for you, so you would save the game progress and reload in case something happens.

“I-It’s me, Idia…”

He knocked on the door, but no answer was heard. Normally you would reply with a cheerful ‘Come in!', but today you remained silent, making him slightly worried.

He opened the door nevertheless and found you, wrapped in blankets and sniffing. 

“Yuu-shi?” He asked, coming closer to you but not too close, and saw you slowly turning to him. “O-oi, are you okay?”

“Ugh… who…”

You looked at him from under your brows, your eyelids were as if poured with lead, and your cheeks burned like a red-hot swing. Idia carefully bent over you, not daring to stretch out his hand for a long time, but your hoarse breathing forced him to press his hand to your forehead and gasp.

“You’re burning, Yuu-shi!”

“Idia?..”

“Y-yes, are you okay— Huh?!”

You weakly tugged at his sleeve, but from the unstable position and the effect of surprise, he fell on you.

This is the most classic otome scene ever, damn it!!

But, unlike the typical plot of an otome game, the scene wasn't particularly romantic. The promised butterflies didn’t hover in his stomach, and you looked really sick. You covered your mouth with a blanket and opened your eyes, trying to peer into the gold of the eyes in front of you with a cloudy gaze, forcing Idia to fluster.

“Your hair…” You muttered. “Warm.”

“O-of course it’s warm… Yuu-shi?!”

You smoothed a strand of his fiery hair and smiled weakly, clinging to the desired warmth and not noticing how the tips of his hair turned pink.

Shit, it was, like, REALLY bad. Did you just have to be so cute and vulnerable right when he wanted to ignore the feelings blossoming in his chest?! Argh, you really!!

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, taking his hand he offered to hold onto, not even realizing it himself, and tried standing up. “We’ve got important work to do today… Let’s go.”

“But you don’t look well, Yuu-shi…”

“It’s nothing,” you smiled, standing up and releasing his hand, already missing the warmth. “I know it's partly your idea, but you're still following someone's orders, right?”

“Uh,” he averted his gaze. “W-well, yes…”

“He-he,” you smiled, embracing yourself and feeling a little cold. “I know the feeling when no one asks you what you want to do. So let’s finish early, and I won’t disturb you anymore.”

You left the room, turning around for a second and meeting his stunned gaze.

You really DID care about him.

He chuckled at the last thing you’ve said, knowing that you needed him to escape this place, both STYX and Twisted Wonderland, but found it funny how you tried to cover it. Even if you didn’t look like you were lying in the first place.

The path to the underworld was unbearably long, and your body apparently refused to listen to you, the limbs seemed to take on a life of their own, and Idia saw a sharp flicker of the system windows around you, intensifying as you descended lower and lower.

“What do I need to do when we get there?” You asked, grabbing his hand, because you couldn’t even walk properly.

“Yuu-shi… E-excuse me.”

He put your hand on his shoulder, helping you move around, although you didn't walk long enough because you weren't very comfortable.

“I appreciate your concern,” you giggled and just took his hand in yours, interweaving fingers. “But that would be enough. Thank you, Idia.”

He felt stupid, feeling the unbearable heat of your body, and at the same time knowing that he contributed to your sudden illness, and he could not do anything about it.

He was an egoist to whom you showed nothing but kindness and understanding.

“Yuu-shi, uhm… Excuse me for a moment.”

System windows flickered and flew around you in a chaotic order, among which Idia somehow managed to grab the right one, and stood behind you, trying to hit the flickering button in time. He leaned closer to you, curls of his hair falling on your chest, and you blushed, turning your face to him.

“Idia?..”

“Argh, I’m s-sorry!! Please bear with me a little more…”

“Why bearing?” You leaned closer to him, feeling his heart stopping for a moment. “I enjoy spending time with you, really.”

“D-don’t say nonsense, Yuu-shi. Why would you love spending time with the one w-who, uhm, kidnapped you?”

“I might have questioned that, but… Maybe because your research can help me too. I think. And also…”

You looked at him, his hand frozen midair and his lips slightly parted. 

Were you about to kiss him?

His heart skipped a beat when he realized that… No, it was SO irrational!! He was avoiding you (not really, actually) like a plague, he tried his best to not catch feelings for you! It would be a total game over if you would kiss him now, the system will admit he has fallen in love, and you will just leave, but!..

But you shook your head, smiling at him bitterly, and continued walking.

And what was the sudden sadness and void in his heart?

He managed to save the game for you and wondered if it was okay, given he was the one who did it, not you.

You finally reached the destination, and Idia felt a headache piercing his head, other people’s profiles popping up here and there randomly, and you frowned.

“Idia, wait,” you said, reaching out for one of the tabs and typing something there. “Shit, I have no currency left…”

“I can help.”

He still held your hand to prevent you from falling, seeing how hard you were shivering, and couldn’t dare to meet your shocked gaze.

“How in the world…”

“I don’t know either,” he mumbled. “It just… I know n-not only you’re not from this world, I know your purpose…”

“Did you avoid me on purpose because you knew?..”

“Y-yes,” he admitted and turned away. “But it’s not like you’ll love me for real.”

“You… Listen to me, Idia.”

You turned to him, ignoring the persistently jumping system windows and the gradually dissolving universe. The howl of phantoms from under your feet was terrifying and disturbing, but you clung to Idia, looking at him with tears in your eyes.

“This is undoubtedly the most freakingly insane route I’m trying to finish,” you confirmed. “But… Do I look like I want this to end? Like I want you to suffer when I’m gone?”

“Y-Yuu-shi…”

“I don’t want to go,” you admitted. “I don’t want to leave you! Not when I’m… developing feelings for you.”

“You…”

“The route is over once not only the person, but I also recognize and accept something for myself. And just so you know, you have no heart above you…”

“Yuu-shi, sorry for saying stupid things, but…” He inhaled sharply. “My heart is not above my head, but in my chest. Yours too.”

You giggled.

“Ha-ha… It is quite endearing, I must s… say.”

“Yuu-shi?”

“I’m okay,” you said. “It’s just… What are those howls?”

“... It’s phantoms. The ones my family and I study,” he answered. “They’re… not people anymore.”

“Not… anymore. Idia!!”

“W-what?!”

You sank to your knees, touching the cold surface of the gates to the underworld, and gasped, paralyzed.

It was just the same when you yourself first died.

“Yuu-shi, don’t come any closer!!”

“Idia,” you turned to him. “Do you… work here often? Do you interact with those phantoms often?”

“I do,” he answered. “Why?..”

“Ha-ha… I think… I just realized the real reason why you can see the system too.”

“WHAT?!”

“You know… I once was a normal person, just like you are. A part of a story, though I don’t even remember the genre it had. More likely a slice of life? I died young, rescuing a kitten. You can already assume that it was Grim… And you’re right. And somehow we both ended up being recruited for the Isekai Association program.” 

“So not… everyone could enter?”

“As he explained, only those who possess certain qualities and personality traits can be hired. And as for you, I think because you’re close to death, you manage to see everything happening..”

“He?..”

You frowned.

“Is there a way to open the gates?”

“Don’t even think about it. I’m being serious, Yuu-shi.”

“So there is, and apparently you know it,” you smiled at him with a craziness he despised.

How could you even think about something so dangerous as… 

“Well then, open it. Right. Now. I’m being serious just as you are.”

“I won’t.”

“I will put it to an end. You also don’t want your world to suffer because of me, right?! You see those glitches, the system almost absorbed everything!! How could you—”

“How could you just think only of yourself!”

You bit your lip, looking straight at him, his hair iridescent from blue to enraged orange, almost crimson.

“Listen, I’m being only logical!! Here, I hear death itself. Are you worried about me? I really appreciate it, but oh please, I won’t die that easily. In fact, all that I need to do is to jump right there as many times as I can, maybe that he will finally bring me to the office and at least interrogate…”

“He again.. No, Yuu, I WON’T let you.”

“Ha,” you laughed bitterly, drawing him to yourself and pressing your forehead to his, closing your eyes and summoning the system tabs.

Your forehead burned with heat, your breath hitched so hard that Idia himself heard it trembling, and watched in a daze as his memory was converted into system windows. He wanted to break out of your strong grip, but you already found the right scoreboard and smiled sadly, biting your lip.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, closing your eyes. “I didn’t want to manipulate you like that… Now, say it, Idia Shroud.”

His body moved against his will, his lips trembled, and as if not in his voice, a desperate ‘Gate to The Underworld’ broke from them.

The heavy massive gates opened, and Idia, having regained control over his movements, numbly turned away from you, but did not calculate that one inaccurate movement, and he felt the cold of the grave with his back.

“IDIA!!”

Dark hands, greedily clinging to his limbs, mercilessly pulled him into the abyss. Without hesitation, you rushed after him, your heart was pounding wildly in your chest, trying to escape, and the tears instantly dried up on your cheeks from the cold, leaving icy paths on them.

“Yuu!!”

Grim voice was heard, and the second after you felt him grabbing on your sleeve. 

“Grim, no, get out of here, I’ll end this alone!!”

“You stupid little shit,” Grim cursed. “We’re partners!!”

“But Grim! Let me go! I must rescue him!!!”

“Ain’t no way you’re excluding me, you idiot! What are you going to do anyway?! He’s dying!”

You refused to let go of Idia’s hand you managed to grab, and saw him opening his eye for a mere moment before closing it, losing consciousness. 

“Do you believe me, Grim?”

“Of course I do, you foolish henchman!”

“Then let me go, okay? Believe me, I’m not letting die nor you or Idia.”

Grim hesitated for a moment before nodding to you.

“‘Kay… And Yuu.”

“Yes?”

“Be careful just in case, ok? I mean, you’ll always be my most loyal henchman in every dimension existing, but now you look more ergh, soft or something? I mean, humans before you usually couldn’t stand a second in horrors and… Shit.”

“You don’t want to lose me,” you concluded, drawing Grim closer to you and enveloping him in a hug.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” he sighed. “Might get used to that soft side of yours.” 

“Is it bad?”

“Nah,” he hugged your arm in response. “But it could have been better if you gave me more tuna cans daily.”

“Shut up.”

He let go of you, and you summoned the system tab, not really seeing anything in this mess, but bit your lip and typed the code, clicking ‘ENTER’ and shouting out.

“Judge Flamm!!”

Suddenly, the whole space seemed to flow into an absolutely intangible shell, the digital pieces of the universe peeled off, and you found yourself in a familiar office, which was a small room with a cozy fireplace against the wall.

“Yuu.”

An insanely beautiful person with dim green eyes looked at you with a strictness you never knew he could possess before, and offered you a cup of tea, which you declined.

“I thought I made it clear you’re not allowed to use that code.”

“It was an emergency, Judge Flamm.”

“I don’t see anything urgent.”

“Ha!” You stood up, spilling the tea and ignoring Flamm’s intense gaze fixed on you. “First transferring me and Grim to an otome game, then letting my last love interest die! Nothing urgent, really?”

You grabbed him by the collar, pulling him towards you, meeting the inexplicable emotion in his eyes, and grinned.

“You… Judge Flamm, before I actually blew the hell out of here, bring him back to life!!”

“Yuu, you’re saying nonsensical things.”

“Hell with you then…” 

“You know there’s always a price to pay for all of your desires.”

“Want to see a hellfire so much?” You smirked. “I’ll show you that. You… Did I ever ask for life like that?! Wandering around like a ghost!”

“But you didn’t die. You did it only once, and now…”

“WHY? WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!”

“BECAUSE I—” He closed his eyes. “Forget it. I can’t let you work in this state. This world is broken anyway.”

“Ha, so you first bring me there against my will, not introducing me to the details, then I start developing emotions and feelings I never knew I needed, and now? Now you’re telling me I can’t keep working like that? Don’t try to fool me, Judge Flamm! Just name your price.”

“That merman surely taught you— Ha-ha. Great then. Hear the price.”

He grabbed your chin, drawing your face closer to his, and smirked.

“Your own life. And not just one, but all the lives you have. All the countless lives for all of the stories you needed to fix, and you;ll be stuck in that Twisted Wonderland world forever!!”

You narrowed your eyes and burst into laughter.

“Great! Take it all. I don’t care.”

“Yuu…”

“Take it,” you repeated. “Take it, Judge… No. Take it, Rollo.”

He hissed, escaping from your grasp and approaching the fireplace, pulling out a blue flower burning in the fire.

“You’ll regret your decision.”

“Oh believe me I won’t,” you said. “I will enjoy my one and only life I will have from now on. Finally.”

Rollo, casting a heavy and ambiguous look at you, breathed life into a flower burning with a blue flame, and put it in your hand, looking away and biting his lip. A spectacle that you never expected to see even in your wildest dreams unfolded in front of you, and Flamm, forcing out a weak awkward smile, pushed you into the digital abyss, whispering something in parting, but you could not make out what exactly.

“See you later, Yuu.”

He said, clutching a burning scarlet flower in his hand and falling after you.

“Yuu!!”

“Y-Yuu-shi!!”

You slowly opened your eyes, coughing up gunpowder from your throat, and looked at the two silhouettes looming over you with a hazy look. But you didn’t have time to orient yourself and come to your senses, when suddenly they swooped down on you with hugs and squeezed them tightly.

“You insane punk!!” Grim cried. “I’ll never ask for extra tuna cans if you’re going to throw yourself into the abyss once more! You stupid little—”

“G-grim-shi, let Yuu-shi rest a little and—”

“Idia… You’re alive…”

“T-thanks to you and—”

Tears welled up in your eyes, but you leaned towards Idia and clung to him in a soft kiss, ignoring Grim's dissatisfied sighs from the side and the uncertain sounds that Idia made. Laughing through kiss, you clung to Idia even stronger, and he, not sharing your fun, grew bolder, picking up your lips.

“Y-Yuu-shi,” he whispered when parted. “What did you do?..”

“Uhm,” you giggled nervously. “Exchanged my countless lives on your but only one?”

“YOU WHAT?!”

“Ah, Grim!!” You lamented. “I forgot to ask for your opinion… But I kinda think… Judge Flamm let us live only this one remaining life…”

“Do I look like I care?!” He punched you slightly. “I’m more impressed that you’ve managed to convince HIM out of all bosses! He’s an insane one!”

“Why do I think there's so much to be told?” Idia mumbled.

“Don’t worry,” you smiled. “Let’s get back to NRC and I’ll explain everything to you and then to others. They certainly deserve an explanation…”

“But explain everything to me first in all details,” he said, standing up and helping you out. “I’m your t-true route, after all.”

You smiled at him, taking his hand in yours and letting Grim rest on your shoulders.

“You are!”

A sudden piercing feeling pricked your chest, as if crimson fire spreading within, but it soon disappeared, erasing all your worries. 

Maybe you were an otome expert all this time, after all?

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[valeriele3]

Kalim Al-Asim x Bullied!Fem reader

Warnings: Verbal bullying and not proofread (Please lmk if I missed smth)

Words: 669

Serious ver. | Crack ver.(You're here!)

"Y/N is such a bitch." - Random Student A

"I know right!" Random student B says.

"Oh right, have you heard? Apparently Y/N seduced multiple housewardens. Must be why she's so close to them. What a slut."

Random students A and B laugh.

"Hey! Take that back!"

"Huh? And who—” - RS.A

"O-Oh Kalim! Hey there! How's it going?" - RS.B

"Don't pretend like you weren't just talking bad about Y/N! Please take back what you said; none of them were true at all."

“I—” Student B gets cut off by Student A.

"Hm? Whatever could you mean by that, Kalim?"

"You called Y/N names."

"Names? Oh, that? I'm afraid we were simply saying the truth, though. Almost everyone agrees."

"Look, I'm not sure where you heard that, but Y/N is far from what you guys think."

"She's a hard-working, earnest, and sincere person."

"She never seduced anyone."

"She managed to form the connections and friendships she has by communicating with them, helping them, and just being herself."

"And that's why I love her."

You just got done with your potionology class and were walking towards the cafeteria.

You were about to turn the corner until you heard a familiar voice.

"-nd that's why I love her."

Kalim's voice.

Thud

'Ah, it seems that I really stand no chance'

'He already loves someone else.'

"Hm? Oh! Y/N!"

Panicking, you quickly run away, leaving behind your book that you accidentally dropped. "Hey, wait up! You dropped your book!" Kalim runs after you.

After a bit of running, Kalim eventually caught up to you.

He taps your back and says, "Hey, why'd you run away?"

Sniffle

"H-hey..Are you..Crying?"

"What's wrong?"

You stay silent.

After what felt like an eternity, a different voice spoke up.

"Kalim? Y/N? What are you guys standing in the middle of the corridor? You guys are blocking people's way."

You quickly hide your face in your hands.

Awkwardly, Kalim speaks up, "A-Ah, Jamil, can you please prepare us some food?"

"Mm..Alright. C'mon." Jamil leads the way to the Scarabia mirror.

After Jamil finishes preparing your guys' meals, he turns to leave the room.

Kalim mouths to Jamil, "Thank you."

"Just talk whatever it is out" he mouths back.

Creak

Shut

Kalim clears his throat. "Y/N. Can you tell me what's wrong?"

"'m tired..I hate this place..The bullying, the overblots, that irresponsible headmage, and my home being taken away from me. I'm tired, Kalim."

Upon hearing this, Kalim engulfs you in a hug.

He doesn't say anything. He just listens attentively.

It felt warm. Like a comfortable blanket embracing you and protecting you from the harsh reality.

After calming down a bit, you move away from the hug.

You felt tempted to lean back into his embrace, but that would be too selfish. It would be unfair to Kalim.

But little do you know that Kalim himself had to stop himself from wrapping you in his arms once again.

"Kalim, I hope you'll be happy with her."

"Her?"

"I mean, the person you love. Obviously, I heard you talking about it earlier." You chuckle, although it sounds strained.

"Hmm, well, I'm always happy with you!"

"Eh?" You pause.

'Did I hear that wrong..?'

"Ahah..I think I heard you wrong, Kalim."

"Heard what wrong? It's true! I'm always happy when I'm together with you!" He gives his signature bright smile that could rival even the sun itself.

'Me..Her..Happy..'

'Wait!'

"Y-you mean me?! You like, no, love me!?" You blush.

"Of course! Who else would I love?"

It was then that you noticed how his eyes seemed to shine so bright; he's looking at you only, all his attention on you, as if nothing else matters right now but you.

"Oh right! Let's eat before the food gets cold!"

"Yeah..!" You turn to the already cold food. 'Oh well, Jamil's food is the best, so I'm sure it still tastes good'

A while later..

"I didn't expect you to confess so bluntly."

"Hm? Wait, what?"

'..I just basically confessed twice. This is so embarrassing!' He blushes

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Crush (Ona Batlle x Reader)

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Summary/anon request: R tells Alexia she likes Ona while Ona has a similar conversation with Jenni. Can the team moms make these two get over their issues to tell each other how they feel?

“Ale, could I talk to you for a minute?” you asked. You played with the strap of your bag, hoping your captain wouldn’t be too mad about what you were about to tell her. You’d been struggling with it since you’d met Ona and you had tried, unsuccessfully, to get over it yourself. To get over her yourself. Alexia had been a really good friend to you until now and you hoped that wouldn’t change.

“Of course. What’s up?”

You looked around, seeing some of the other girls still lingering around the locker room. “Let’s get a coffee and talk?” She nodded and followed you out the locker room and into the cafeteria. There weren't many girls there.

"Find us a seat. I'll get the coffees," she said.

You picked a table in the corner of the room that only had two chairs, hoping to avoid anyone else joining this conversation. You loved your teammates but sometimes they didn't know boundaries. Alexia put the coffees on the table, giving you a soft smile when you looked up at her. Sitting in the seat opposite you, she waited for you to say something. You both silently drank your coffees for a minute before you finally decided it was now or never.

"Look, Capi, I've been really struggling the last few months with something. And it's awkward. And we're a team. And I didn't know who else to talk to. This has never happened to me before. And I've tried everything I can to just move past it but I can't."

Alexia reached across the table and took your hand in hers, gently rubbing her thumb over yours. It immediately helped to calm you down. "Look, kid. Whatever it is, we'll deal with it. Just tell me."

You looked up at her and your eyes caught Ona's over Alexia's shoulder. She gave you a worried smile, taking in the position you were sitting with Alexia. You nodded at her to let her know everything was okay.

Alexia looked over her shoulder to see who had caught your attention and bit her cheek to hold the smile when she turned back to you. She'd been watching you and Ona dance around each other ever since your first call up a year ago. "Hey," she said gently, tugging your hand to get your attention back. "Is this about Ona?"

Your eyes widened. Had you been that obvious? Did that mean Ona knew as well? Mortified, you lifted your free hand to cover your eyes and nodded.

"It's okay." She pulled your other hand away from your face and held it as well. "It's really okay."

"Does everyone know?"

"No, honey. But Ona is like my little sister and I've seen the way you look at her."

"I've tried really hard to get over her. I hate dating anyone on the team because it messes with dynamics." Alexia arched an eyebrow at you. "I'm not as good at controlling my emotions as the rest of you are. I mean, I don't even know if she likes me the same way I like her, so it might not even matter." You'd learned early on that there were a few couples on the team. You envied them. You could never tell when they were fighting or having disagreements because they never brought it to training or games. You knew you weren't as mature as that, though. And that scared you.

"How long have you been trying to get over her?"

"A year," you admitted. You tried not to look over her to Ona again, although you could feel Ona's eyes on you.

"Y/N, that's a really long time. Don't you think you owe it to yourself to see if she feels the same way?"

"No," you slipped your hands out of hers to take a sip of your coffee, "no, I can't. Please don't say anything. I just needed to tell someone because I was going crazy keeping it to myself."

"Of course not. I'll keep your secret. You can talk to me about it any time you need."

"Thank you. I'm sorry for unloading on you. I just didn't know who else to talk to."

"Don't apologize. And for what it's worth, I think you're actually very good at handling your emotions on the field. It's one of the things Jenni and I have talked about when discussing lineups for games we know are going to be physically intense. You never lose your cool, no matter how aggressive or dirty the other teams are playing."

"That's different," you muttered.

"I don't think it's as different as you're making it out to be. But I'm not going to push you to do anything you don't want to. Even though I still think you owe it to yourself to say something if you've been feeling this for so long."

"I'll think about it. Thanks for listening, Ale."

"Anytime you want to talk, you just have to ask," she said, standing up. Moving to your side of the table, she pulled you up and into a hug. "I promise everything will be okay."

You leaned on her for a minute, hoping she was right. Alexia was usually right about things. But you were so uncertain about this entire situation. And it was really leaving you feeling uneasy. "Thanks, Ale," you muttered into her shoulder. She rubbed a hand over your shoulder when she stepped back.

"You know where to find me if you ever want to talk more about it. But please think about what I said."

You nodded at her. "I will. See you later." Picking up the cups, you took them over to the dish rack to be cleaned. You felt Ona come up behind you so you weren't shocked to find her standing so close when you turned.

"You okay?" she asked, reaching out to touch your arm.

"All good." You offered her a smile. If either of you had known about the conversation occurring across the room from where you stood, neither of you would have been as comfortable in that moment.

On the other side of the room, Alexia dropped down next to Jenni. "Everything okay?" Jenni asked, rubbing a hand over Alexia's thigh.

"Apparently we have been setting too good of an example for the kids," she answered quietly. She picked up a few blueberries from Jenni's plate to eat.

"Meaning?" Jenni nudged the plate over towards her girlfriend.

"Y/N has a crush. And she's afraid it'll hurt team dynamics if something happens between them." Alexia turned to look at Jenni when she felt her stiffen. Narrowing her eyes, she studied Jenni's face. "You know something. Spill."

"No. Nothing. I know nothing." Jenni yelped when Alexia pinched her side. Pouting, she rubbed over the spot. "That was mean, babe."

"No secrets," Alexia reminded her.

"Fine. But when she comes for me, I'm throwing you in front of her. That kid has a nasty temper." Jenni looked up to see you and Ona leaving the cafeteria together. "Ona's got a crush, too."

"Let me guess. Y/N?" Jenni nodded. "Why are they like this?"

"I don't know but it's awfully cute, don't you think?"

"Yeah, adorable." Jenni drifted off for a minute, thinking back to when her and Alexia were that age, dancing around each other. "So how are we going to get them together?"

Alexia gave her a wide grin, pleased they were on the same page. Leaning conspiratorially towards her, she whispered a few suggestions in her ear.

The following day, Alexia called you and Ona over to sit at her table during breakfast. "Morning, girls." They both mumbled good morning and sat down next to each other. Alexia looked across the table at Jenni as you and Ona each took your first sip of coffee.

"Hey, Y/N," Jenni said. "I wanted to ask you something."

"What's up?" You put your coffee down and picked up a strawberry to eat as you looked over at Jenni.

"My baby cousin is coming to Seville the last week of the month. I was wondering if you'd take her out while she's there. Show her a good time." Jenni avoided looking at Ona but she could feel the woman glaring at her. Ona was fully aware of Jenni's "baby cousin" and her antics. When Jenni had asked Ona to show her around Manchester, the girl had tried everything in her power to get Ona into bed. Ona had called Jenni and cursed her for sticking her with "a piranha."

"She can't. She's supposed to be in Manchester that weekend," Ona said before you could respond.

"Oh, that's okay. She'll be there mid-week," Jenni said with a smile.

"Yeah, of course," you said, offering Jenni a smile. "It's no problem. I love showing people around my city. Just give her my number and tell her to text me." You looked over to give Ona a smile but she was busying herself with her breakfast. Narrowing your eyes, you studied her profile and missed the sly smile Jenni sent to Alexia.

Ona's mood didn't get any better as the day went on. In fact, it just got worse. She ignored you through most of the training. Even when you put her favorite playlist on. Usually she'd do a little jig she'd learned from Ivanna when she heard it but not today. You tried to ask her if she was alright a couple times, but she said she just wanted to focus.

That was when you got a glimpse of what life would be like if you dated Ona and ever fought. Further proving your point. As her mood got worse, so did yours. By the end of training, you were in such a foul mood that all you wanted to do was go back to your room and take a nap. You escaped as soon as your coach released you all, running back to your room. You took a long hot shower and pulled on a sweatshirt and shorts. Laying on your bed, you stared up at the ceiling.

Despite what Alexia said, you knew you couldn't do this. You couldn't put the team through this. You didn't even know what was wrong with Ona and it was still able to upset you. Setting an alarm for dinner, you shut your eyes and pushed back the few tears that wanted to roll down your cheeks.

The pounding sounded distant. And not at all like the alarm you'd set. Your eyes slowly opened and you realized it was knocking at your door. Rolling from the bed, you walked to the door and pulled it open. Ona stood on the other side, dressed in nearly the same thing as you.

"Sorry, were you napping?" she asked, looking at you.

"I was. But it's fine." Stepping back, you let her into your room. Silently, she walked past you, stopping in the center of the room. "Are you feeling better?" you asked once the door was shut.

"Not really. But I'll sort it out."

"Want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Okay." You both lapsed into silence, neither sure what to say next. Ona reached out to play with the pocket of your jacket before pulling you into a hug. She buried her face in your neck and held on. You held her to you, feeling the tension slowly seep out of her body. Your own shoulders slowly relaxed as you held her.

"Should we get some dinner?" she asked, stepping back. You played with the end of her hair and nodded.

----

When you got back to Seville, you had a few weeks before Jenni's cousin was set to come to town. You cleaned your apartment and went to training and tried not to think about the extra-long hug Ona had given you when you'd left each other at the end of camp. It was only a month until you saw each other again. But it felt like ages.

Jenni's cousin, Carla, was nice enough. You'd met her a couple times at games over the last few years. She was traveling for a week before meeting up with her girlfriend in Portugal. The two of you had a lot in common and you had fun with her.

You couldn't ignore that Ona had stopped responding to you as soon as you told her Carla was with you, though. It was bothering you. Not a single response. Nothing to your 'good morning' or 'good night' texts. Nothing to you asking about training or her day. It had only been two days but you missed her. You knew she was perfectly fine because Man U had been posting videos of her from training.

Her non-response had you dreading the upcoming weekend. You'd never dreaded seeing Ona before. It wasn't a feeling you liked.

When Carla left, you called Alexia, nearly at your wits end. You were meant to leave in the morning for Manchester. And you really weren't sure that you should. Ona still hadn't said a word to you. You missed your best friend but it felt like she didn't miss you at all. You weren't sure how you would handle spending a weekend in Manchester with Ona acting cold towards you. 

"Ale," you said when she answered. You pulled the cover over your head, blocking out the city lights creeping through the curtains. "Ona won't talk to me."

"What do you mean, honey? What happened?"

"I don't know. She's been off since camp and then she just stopped replying to me a few days ago. Has she said anything to you? Or Jenni?" You could hear her ask Jenni if she'd heard from Ona this week. 

"We haven't talked to her, Y/N."

"I don't want to go to Manchester tomorrow," you were crying now. You felt so stupid. How could you have been so stupid to fall for Ona? How were you supposed to face her at camp next week?

"Let me call her. Let me see if I can figure out what's going on," she offered.

"I still don't want to go. Ale, I'm messing everything up for the team already and we're not even together," you cried.

"You're not. You haven't messed anything up."

"Our dynamics are going to be all off because of this."

"They're not. I promise you, Y/N. You have an incredible capacity to keep yourself focused on the field."

"Capi, I don't want to feel like this," you cried. "I don't want to like her."

"Sweetie, you can't just turn your feelings off like that." She let you cry for a minute because what else could she really do? "Come to Barcelona this weekend," she offered gently.

"What?" Wiping your sleeve across your face, you tried to catch some of the tears.

"Well you don't want to go to Manchester. And I don't want you to be alone. So come to Barcelona. You can stay at our house."

You thought about it for a moment. You didn't want to be alone. And you certainly didn't want to go to Manchester. "Okay. I'd like that."

"Great. It's settled then. We'll get you from the train station."

"Thank you."

"Not needed, kid. Get some sleep. We'll see you tomorrow." 

You looked up the train schedule for the next morning and saw there was one leaving at 8 that would get in early afternoon. That was perfect. You quickly cancelled your ticket to Manchester and texted Ona that you wouldn't be coming. You didn't expect her to respond but you turned your phone off anyways, just in case. You didn't really want to see what she had to say if she did respond.

By the time you made it to Barcelona, you were pissed off. Your sadness had worn off and now you were just mad. As far as you knew, you hadn't done anything to warrant Ona's behavior. And if you had, she was acting immature by not telling you what the problem was.

The four coffees you'd had on the train ride probably hadn't helped to calm you down at all.

After dropping your bag off, you went for a run with Jenni and Alexia. You weren't yet in the mood to really talk to them. But they talked to each other, poked fun at the frown on your face, and tried to get a smile out of you. By mile 5, they finally got a laugh out of you. You slowly started relaxing. The anger had taken over your body, had made you tense on the train. By the time you were back at their apartment, you felt more like yourself.

"Is it okay if we go meet Aitana for her birthday? Or do you want to stay home?" Jenni asked when you were all back inside.

"Of course that's okay. I didn't mean to ruin any of your plans."

Alexia put a hand on your shoulder. "You're not ruining anything. Aita would've understood it if you wanted a quiet night in."

"Yeah. No, it's fine, let's go."

And that's how you found yourself sitting at a table with a bunch of the Barca and national team girls two hours later. If there was one thing these girl could do, it was lift your spirits. Over the next hour your mind didn’t wander to Ona once. Your mind didn’t remember that you were mad and hurt and sad. All it knew was love and happiness and joy and laughter.

Until she walked in with Laia Alexandrei an hour into dinner.

“We’re so sorry we’re late. Ona’s flight was delayed.”

“Funny how you could make time for this.” It was out of your mouth before you could stop yourself.

"You're the one who cancelled last minute." She jerked her chair back and sat down, refusing to look in your direction. "I see this is what was more important."

You were taken aback. How was she even pretending to make any of this your fault? Fine. If she was going to be that way, then you could ignore her too. You turned back to Jenni, who was looking across the table at Alexia, both of them appearing to talk to each other without actually talking.

"What?" you asked quietly.

"Nothing," Jenni said, looking at you. "Are you okay?" she whispered.

You flashed her a smile, intent on putting Ona to the back of your mind again. "Perfect. I'm here with my friends. Celebrating Aita's birthday. I'm perfect." For the rest of dinner, you ignored Ona's presence at the table. Usually the two of you would make eye contact, would talk to each other, would share your inside jokes. But not tonight.

You ignored the deep, deep ache that was settling in your chest the longer you sat at that table. The ache spread through your entire body when Aitana cut her cake and Laia leaned over to give her a birthday kiss. When it was appropriate, you excused yourself to escape to the bathroom.

You took a few deep breaths, leaning against the sink. "It's okay," you muttered to yourself. "Everything's fine. Friends fight. You'll get through this." You washed your hands in cold water, barely feeling it. Taking a few more deep breaths, you went back out to the table.

"I snagged you a slice of cake," Jenni said when you sat down again.

"Thanks."

"We can take off after this, if you want," she whispered.

"I'm fine," you answered, reaching for your wine. "We can stay as long as you guys want. Don't worry about me."  She ran her fingers through the ends of your hair.

"We didn't know she was going to be here, kid. We promise."

"It's okay, Jenni. We can't control other people. It's fine." But you knew she didn't believe you. You could feel her eyes on you for the remainder of the night. You kept the smile plastered on your face, no matter how much it hurt now. After you'd come back from the bathroom, you hadn't been able to lie to yourself anymore. You were really hurt. So hurt you didn't know how you would get up tomorrow.

But tonight, you needed to be there for your friends.

Tomorrow was tomorrow's problem.

At the end of the night, you hugged all your friends good night. You looked at Ona across the room, debating whether to say good night to her. You wanted to. You badly wanted to hug her and apologize and make everything fine between you again.

But you couldn't. You couldn't forget how she'd made you feel. How unwanted and unimportant she'd made you feel. How easily she had dismissed your feelings, like they weren't important.

If you knew that she was feeling the exact same things as you, you would have given into your heart and gone to her.

But Alexia came to you, asking if you were ready. With one last glance across the room, you nodded. That night, you stared at the ceiling of their guest room and barely slept for an hour. The following morning, you knew you had bags under your eyes as you sat across from Alexia at the table, sipping your coffee.

"What shall we do today?" she asked.

"Doesn't matter. I just don't have the energy to run into Ona today. If you wouldn't mind just texting Laia and seeing where they are today, I'd like to just avoid that."

"You'll have to talk to her eventually." Alexia picked up her phone and sent out a quick text to Laia.

"We'll see each other at camp. That's soon enough."

----

But it was still too soon. She was in the lobby when you walked in. You greeted your coach and got your room key. And attempted to keep your breathing even. Alexia had promised you that she'd made certain you weren't assigned to share a room with Ona. At least that was a small comfort.

You soon learned that even though you weren't sharing a room with her, she was just across the hall from you. The two of you bumped into each other on more than one occasion leaving your rooms. Luckily, you hadn’t had the displeasure of actually having to work with her alone or be around her alone. You didn’t think you’d be able to handle that just yet.

Alexia and Jenni tried what they could to shield you from her. And you were extremely grateful to them for that. They didn’t have to. They loved Ona. They’d known Ona for longer than they’d known you. You would have understood if they’d sided with Ona here but you still would have been hurt.

You couldn’t help it. Without Ona by your side, you were feeling overwhelmed by your emotions. You wished the two of you could be in the same space without taking digs at each other. You wished you could just ask her what the problem was and trust that she would tell you. You wished for so many things. So many things that you wished you didn’t wish for anything. You knew wishing didn’t do anything for you. You knew wishing wouldn’t get you anywhere.

 The day of the friendly against Switzerland, you rushed out of room for breakfast. You couldn't believe how late you were already. Hopping on one foot down the hall, you yelled for the person in the elevator to hold it open. You could see the doors beginning to close as you neared and you hurled your body through the opening, hoping you'd make it through.

Seeing Ona standing in the elevator alone made you wish the doors had shut fully before you'd gotten there.

"Late?" she asked.

"You are, too," you answered with a sneer. Bending, you tied your shoe properly. The elevator came to an abrupt stop and your head snapped up. You hated elevators to begin with. Being trapped in an elevator was one of your worst nightmares. To be trapped with Ona right now was a different kind of nightmare.

Standing, you pressed the button for the first floor. Nothing happened. You tried the call button but nothing happened.

"I'll try to call down," Ona said. As she dialed the number on her phone, you realized you left your phone in your room. Of course you had. The one time you actually needed it and you didn't have it. You could hear her tell the front desk that you were stuck in the elevator but your heartbeat was getting louder. When she disconnected the phone, she turned to tell you what they said.

But you were too focused on yourself in that moment. You could feel your throat beginning to close up. It was too hot. The fire was spreading through your entire body. Your breathing was too heavy. You could barely breathe. You tried to give yourself air by pulling on the collar of your shirt. Sliding down, you sat down hard, barely able to stop your head from hitting the handle.

"Y/N. Hey." Ona crouched down in front of you. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried not to take anymore of your surroundings in. You could tell Ona was talking to you because her breath was hitting your face but you weren't making out any of her words.  "Look at me, amor." She grabbed your face, forcing you to meet her eyes. "Match your breathing to mine. In," she breathed in, "out" and she let it out. You tried to follow her instructions.

Her hands on your face and her proximity to you should have felt suffocating. But it wasn't. She wasn't. She was a comfort. You tried to focus your attention on her hands on your face rather than on the small space of the elevator. You tried to follow her instructions to match your breathing to hers.

When you began to feel right again, you asked her to step back and give you some space. You started to stand, slowly. Ona immediately put her hands under your elbows to hold on to you. She dropped her hands when you glared at her. You held onto the handlebar for dear life and saw Ona retreat into the far corner.

"Are you okay?" she asked, quietly.

"I'm fine now." You wrapped your arms around your stomach.

"Why didn't you come to Manchester?" she asked after an awkward moment of silence.

You looked over at Ona. Ignoring the sad look on her face, you said, "You're kidding me, right?"

"I -" The radio let out a loud static sound followed by the front desk clerk letting them know someone had arrived to open the doors for them. "Jenni said I was idiot for hurting you. I wanted to ask what she meant. But she just called me an idiot again."

"Because you are." You rubbed the side of your head. "I don't want to fight with you anymore, Ona."

"I don't want to fight anymore either."

"Great. So please respect that and don't talk to me anymore."

"Wait a second. I don't want to fight anymore. I mean, I want to be friends again."

"I can't be friends with someone who completely disregards what I'm feeling." The back of your eyes burned but you refused to cry. Not right now. Not in front of her.

"Y/N, I put you on a pedestal. Everything is about how and what you feel."

"You left me alone, Ona. No explanation. No response. Nothing. You just, you disappeared. You made me feel like I was unimportant."

"No, I - "

"Don't tell me what I felt!" you exploded. "Please. Don't do that," you said, almost whispering the last words.

"I'm sorry." She folded her arms over her chest and leaned back, her chin tucked down slightly. You knew that was her signal that she was done talking. That her brain was shutting down to the outside world and she was going into herself. That worked just fine for you. You didn't want to talk to her anyways.

The two of stewed in silence while the doors of the elevator were slowly pried opened. While you allowed yourselves to be helped out of there. And then you went your separate ways. There was no need for anymore words right now. The damage was apparent to the both of you. The way to peace entirely unknown, if a path even existed.

Walking into breakfast, you'd never felt so disconnected from the girls around you. Ona had always been your anchor to them, however odd that was. Even this past week when all you had exchanged with her was snide comments, her presence helped you feel like you belonged there. It was a feeling that didn't make much sense to you and you didn't know exactly what to call this feeling.

Without looking around the room, you knew Ona wasn't in the room. You would have known. Taking a couple breaths to try to bring yourself back to this moment, you went to the food table and filled a plate with food. You'd seen Jenni at the corner table while you waited for eggs and she's motioned for you to come to her.

Taking the seat across from them, you started eating silently.

"You good, kid?" Jenni asked, her eyes slightly wide, watching you eat spoonfuls of food without really chewing.

"Fine. Got stuck in the elevator." You washed it all down with your coffee.

"Alone?"

Narrowing your eyes at her, you said, "No." Normally, she would have asked if you were okay and be more focused on your wellness. "I got stuck with Ona."

“Mission accomplished,” Jenni said, holding out her hand to high five Alexia. When Alexia slapped her hand, you narrowed your eyes at them again.

“You made the elevator stop?” You couldn’t believe they would do something like that to you.

“You two needed to talk," Alexia answered. "And you weren’t going to without a little push.”

"I expect this kind of behavior from her," you tilted your head towards Jenni, "but not from you, Ale."

"Okay, your annoyance for us aside," Jenni said, "did you two talk?"

The tips of your ears began to burn. "I had a panic attack," you whispered.

"Oh my god. Are you okay?" Alexia asked, immediately getting out of her seat and rounding the table to pull you into a hug.

"I'm fine now. I don't know what happened but everything just started closing in on me and I couldn't breathe."

"I'm so sorry, Y/N," Alexia said, pulling you closer again. "We didn't mean for that to happen. We just wanted you two to talk."

"Well, then, mission failed," you mumbled.

Alexia let you go and sat back in her seat. "Tell us."

"It was awful, guys. I told her I didn't want to be friends anymore."

"What?" Jenni exploded, drawing the attention of several others, including Ona. She waved them away saying everything was fine. "Sorry," she said when you glared at her. "What do you mean, exactly, Y/N?"

"Jenni, those words aren't confusing," you said annoyed. "I said I don't want to be friends anymore."

"Why did you say that?"

"I don't know, okay? I don't want to talk about this anymore." You began to gather your things. "I'm tired. I need to relax before the game. I think I'll go to my room for a bit. Excuse me."

You retreated to your room, to your bed, hiding under the covers until it was time for the team to meet. You ignored your roommate trying to make conversation and put your earbuds in, endlessly scrolling TikTok. You were already regretting telling Ona you didn't want to be friends. You wanted Ona back more than anything. You weren't lying when you said you didn't know why you had said those words. They had come out before you could fully think about it. And you hated yourself for it. You hated the look on Ona's face. You hated the way she retreated into herself. You silently cried under the covers while you ate your snacks.

When 2:00 rolled around, you washed your face and straightened your ponytail. You put a small amount of mascara on and tried to smile at your reflection. It was game time and for the next few hours, that pitch was all that mattered.

You made sure to follow your exact pre-game rituals. They helped you get focused and ready for what was to come. Plus, you were superstitious. If you didn't do it exactly right, that could be why you had a bad performance.

During the team meeting, you focused on your coach and his words. After the meeting, he pulled you aside and told you that he'd like to give one of the newer girls some playing time in your position towards the end of the match. It was a friendly and you didn't much care. Plus, she was a great young player and needed time with the team to prove herself.

The match was relatively uninteresting. At the half, Spain was up 3-0. You were happy to be winning but you really felt the need to have a fight right now. That's what you wanted. You wanted a battle for the ball, you wanted a battle for a goal, you just wanted a battle.

What you did not want was to hear the sound of Ona's head hitting the goal post and to hear it echo throughout the stadium. What you did not want was to see was her body, unmoving, crumpled in front of Sandra. Screaming her name, you and the med team ran as fast as possible towards her.

"Ona!" you said, dropping down next to her, opposite Sandra. You hovered over her face, fear coursing through every corner of your body. "Ona, Ona wake up." You grabbed her waist, your fingers digging in. "Ona. Come back to me," you whispered. Someone tugged your arm to get you to move back and you reluctantly stood while the medics checked her. You saw her eyes flutter open, and she looked around her confused.

Alexia held onto your arm as they put Ona on a stretcher. You didn’t realize you had started to shake until she rubbed your shoulder and whispered that Ona would be fine. The doctors would take care of her and you’d all go to see her right after the game finished.

You finished the match in a haze. When coach finally pulled you out in the 75th, you tried to get off the field and to the medical room. Laia stopped you and said they had taken Ona to the hospital.

“Oh,” you said quietly. Sitting down, you tried to focus on the game. But your thoughts were on Ona. You couldn’t handle it if she was really injured. And what if it was worse than that? What if your last words to her were that you didn’t want to be friends with her anymore? You didn’t know if you’d be able to handle that. You didn’t know if you would ever be able to get over that pain.

Jenni was subbed out in the last couple minutes and she beelined directly to you, pulling you close against her side for the remainder of the match. You rested your body against her, your head on her shoulder, and tried not to cry. You could not cry here. The tears were prickling the corner of your eyes. Biting the inside of your cheek, you tried to hold it back. You could not cry here.

When the game was over, you made your way onto the pitch to meet with the other players. You greeted them as quickly as possible before you were ushered off the field by Alexia, who had somehow managed to arrange a car to take you to the hospital.

You lied to the security guard to get access to Ona's room. You weren't sure what this hospital's rules were and you weren't going to risk being denied access. You weren't sure what you expected to see in her room, but Ona sleeping peacefully was not it. Hoping not to wake her, you took your boots off and left them by the door, tip-toeing to the chair next to her bed.

Putting a hand on the bed next to hers, you tested to see how deeply asleep she was. She didn't move. Lifting her hand, you pressed a light kiss to her fingers. You laid her hand back down on the bed next to her and rested your hand on top of hers.

For the next half hour, you talked to her, about everything and nothing. Telling her what you had been doing since your cancelled trip to Manchester. There were so many times you had done something and wanted to text her. So many sunrises you'd watched that you wanted to send her photos of. So many coffees you'd wanted to share with her. So many moments of your life that should have been happy but had been shrouded in a little dark cloud because you couldn't share it with her.

"I didn't mean what I said in the elevator," you whispered. "I want you back in my life so badly. I miss you so much, Ona. I love you."

The door banged open behind you, jarring Ona awake. Her eyes flicked around the room, trying to orient herself, while Jenni told off Patri for being so loud about her entrance. Ona's eyes landed on you, and moved down to where your hand still covered hers. "What's going on?" she mumbled.

"I'll get the doctor," Aitana said.

"Ona, do you remember what happened?" you asked quietly, your fingers tightening on hers.

"Not really." Her eyes welled up. "Y/N. What are you doing here?"

"We're all here, Ona," Patri said. "You hit your head pretty good during the game."

"Who let you all in here?" the doctor asked as he came into the room. "Ms. Batlle, how are you feeling?"

"Okay. Just have a headache."

"You took a hard hit to your head. You have a mild concussion. We were waiting for you to wake up but we'll be sending you back to camp pretty shortly here. I talked to your medics there already. They'll take over your care from here. Basic concussion precautions, Ms. Batlle. Come back if there are any changes."

"So we can take her back?" Alexia asked. "Has she taken an meds we should know about?"

"Someone will be here in a few minutes to discharge her and then she's free to go. I sent a message to your medical team but she's taken meds for the headache and should continue taking those so long as the headache persists. I trust you can get her back to camp safely."

"Yes, doctor," Alexia affirmed. He left them alone and Alexia turned to the large group. She ordered the majority of them back on the bus. She stayed behind with Jenni, Laia, and you to bring Ona back in a car.

"Did we win?" Ona asked when the room cleared.

"5-0," Laia answered.

"Then it was worth it," Ona said. She closed her eyes again, letting her head rest back against the pillow. You and Laia exchanged a look, both rolling your eyes. Ona would always put the game above all else, even her own health.

Over the next few days, you and Laia took turns watching over Ona. You wanted to talk to Ona, really talk to her about what had happened. But the medical staff had told you all that Ona was not to have any stress. And you didn't want to be the reason Ona didn't heal properly.

For Ona, these days with you were something out of a dream. She didn't believe she had woken up back to a world where you were treating her with care and neither of you were making snide comments towards the other. She had asked Laia to pinch her on multiple occasions. Laia had pinched her but had always called her an idiot while doing so. Ona had to agree. She had been an idiot. After a long night talking with Jenni, Ona had finally admitted what happened. And Jenni had called her an idiot a few more times. Ona never told Laia what happened or of her feelings for you, but the way the two of you danced around each other had made it obvious to her.

On the third night, the final night you would be staying here, you had volunteered to stay with her after dinner. Most of the team had gone back to their home, camp having concluded. A few of you had remained, opting to stay behind and watch over Ona in the time before she was allowed to travel home. You had managed to avoid being alone with her until now, not wanting to begin any type of argument while she was supposed to be resting.

And that had been your plan for this evening as well. Play some games with Ona, watch over her while she slept, and then leave. But Ona had other ideas. You could feel her eyes on you while you set up the game. "We'll just play a short round before bed, Ona," you said, dealing her five cards. "I know you've been resting a lot but the doctors said it was important you sleep well every night."

"You sound worse than my mom when she calls," she murmured.

"We always did get along well," you said, smiling.

"She asked if I would bring you to dad's birthday party."

"Oh." You discarded a couple cards, drawing from the deck to replace them. With a satisfied whoop, you dropped the ace on the bed between you and moved your piece forward on the board.

"Oh? Just 'oh.' Any other comment?"

"I'm not sure there's anything else to say, Ona."

"Do you want to come home with me for dad's birthday?" she asked, looking at you over her cards.

"Do you want me to?"

"Of course. I always want you around."

That familiar hurt in your chest made itself known and you lowered your eyes, focusing on the cards in your hand. You refused to let those terrible feelings ruin this moment. This moment that was nothing but pleasant.

"Y/n/N? You okay?" she asked, kicking your leg with hers.

"Yup. It's your turn."

"Forget the game. I want to talk."

"Ona, the doctor said you need to rest. I don't think we should have this conversation right now. Let's just play the game."

"I've done nothing but rest for days. I'm rested. I want to talk to you. Please. I'm fine."  Ona took the cards from your hand, and put them with hers on the bedside table. She moved the board across the bed so nothing remained between you. Moving closer, she let her legs rest of either side of you. "You said I made you feel unimportant," she said quietly. "I am very sorry I made you feel that. You are incredibly important in my life, Y/N."

You  met her eyes, trying to judge the sincerity of her words. "Why did you disappear, Ona? Why didn't you answer any of my messages?"

"I tried so many times. Every time I picked up my phone to text you, I just saw Carla with you in my mind. And I hated it."

"Carla?" you asked, confused. "What does she have to do with anything?"

"Nothing, really. I was jealous. It was stupid. I was an idiot. I thought Jenni sent her to you to try to set you up with her. When I met Carla, she tried very hard to flirt me into bed. And I was mad at Jenni for doing that even when she knew the truth. And I didn't know how to talk to you about it."

"Ona, you're not making any sense."

"I know." She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment before taking your hands and scooting a little closer. "You are very important to me, Y/N. And I'm jealous of anyone who gets close to you. Because I, well, I like you, a lot, Y/N. And I told Jenni just a few days before she set up this visit with Carla. And I was irritated with Jenni for that. I've never felt for anyone what I feel for you. You're special, Y/N."

You sat in disbelief for a moment. Thinking about what Ona said. Thinking about your own feelings. All your brain could come up with was, "Those assholes both knew." Ona looked at you confused. "They did this on purpose."

"Huh? Who?"

"Jenni and Alexia. You said you told Jenni just a few days before that you like me. And I told Alexia the day before that I like you. They did this on purpose. Idiots."

"Hold on. Back up. You told Alexia what?"

"Er, right." In your annoyance with your captains, you didn't realize exactly what you were saying and now that you were being asked to repeat it, you were suddenly nervous. You silently chastised yourself for being nervous. Ona had already told you she liked you. There was nothing to actually be nervous about. "I told Alexia that I like you, that I have feelings for you."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

You raised your eyebrow at her. "Pot. Kettle."

"Point taken."

"But it was more that I was trying to get over you and I didn't know how to." At the defeated look that crossed Ona's face, you continued, "I failed, don't worry. Even despising you the last month, I couldn't get over you. And I was scared to date someone on the team because what would happened when we fought?" You turned your hand over under Ona's and curled your fingers around her. "The last month was the worst but it also showed me that I can continue being a good teammate and player even when we're off."

"I could've told you that wasn't something you ever needed to worry about. You're incredible on the field, amor."

Your mind went back to that day in the elevator, with Ona's hands on your face, her body crouched in front of yours. Look at me, amor. "You called me that before."

"Sorry. It just came out." The tips of her ears turned pink.

"I like it," you admitted. You grinned at each other. "Ona?"

"Y/N," she answered in the same tone.

"Do you think you might want to come to Seville one weekend? So I can take you out on a date?"

"How's this weekend?" The corner of her lip tipped up.

"Wide open."

"Y/N?"

"Ona."

"Can I kiss you?"

"Absolutely."

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