Beat His [Zeus] Ass, Mf Deserves It-

OH THE PURE UTTER CHAOS-

@simpforsimeon you can't tell me that Ririana wouldn't do this if she was Idia's girlfriend because she WOULD do this-

Homewrecker, husband-stealer villainess!

Idia is not going anywhere, you hear me?! You might be happy being the other woman, but I'm not happy with the pair of horns!

NOTE: I only write for female Reader, but everyone is welcome to read!

Inspired by @adrianasunderworld in this funny as hell post.

THIS HAS A SEQUEL! What if we fake married for real? (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾) ~★

"To give someone a pair of horns" is to cheat on them. Also, Rook gets involved because he'd absolutely adore to be part of the drama.

— (⁠╬⁠☉⁠д⁠⊙⁠)⁠⊰⁠⊹ฺ

Idia knows he's not frozen like the others, but honestly, he feels like it. He feels like even his lungs, even his heart has stopped. All because of this cute-faced npc who forced her way into a romance route with him. If he could think about it, he'd think about that horror game with the same story, but right now his mind is blank.

He has reached the point of no return. Actually dying would just reinforce his fate.

Or, at least, is what he thought. Almost as if answering to his thoughts, there's a loud noise coming from the other side of the doors, followed by footsteps.

Then the doors are thrown open by none other than (Y/N), the Ramshackle Housewarden that the school affectionately tends to call "Prefect".

She's dressed to the nines in a breathtaking wedding gown, the skirt pooling around her like God-Tier CGI, the blue accents contrasting beautifully with the pearly white of the dress, the blue roses decorating her head in a crown making her look like Persephone herself. She'd look perfect, if it weren't for the tear streaks her make-up left behind.

Wait. Tear streaks?

The silence breaks with the Prefects loud, shrill screech, a sound no one has ever thought she, the usually soft spoken and gentle Prefect, would be capable of.

"HOMEWRECKER!"

Without stopping to breath, she walks forwards, looking angrier and angrier each step taken.

"How dare you, you conniving bitch?! How dare you steal my groom! ON OUR WEDDING DAY?!" she screams at Eliza, stopping in the middle of the way to point at... at Idia himself?! "And you! You good-for-nothing two-timer! How dare you leave me waiting at the altar?!"

"Young man, I am terribly disappointed!" Professor Crewel chides from behind her, and Idia finally notices the group that actually came in with her. "I did not give you permission to marry my daughter, my first and only daughter, for you to break her heart on her happiest day!"

"Big brother! How could you! Think of your child!" Ortho chimes in, and if Idia hadn't built tear tracks on the boy himself, he would believe firmly in his tears. "Little Meg would be so sad if her daddy just left for another woman!"

"Idia, what is the meaning of this?!" it's Eliza's turn to screech, turning to him with fury in her eyes. Idia stutters a few random letters, trying to form words, just as confused as she is.

Until it clicks.

Right. Fake relationship. How could he forget one of the most cliche tropes in romance's history?

"I... I... t-this isn't what it looks like!" he finally manages to say, trying to look as desperate as he can, which is not hard considering what his fate is in case this plan fails. "I can explain!"

"Is it because of my past with Rook?! "

"Young man, you're still hung up on that, despite being the only man I've ever approved for my daughter?"

"What?!" someone yells in the crowd, but the man in question promptly enters the play as if he was born for this moment alone.

"Monsieur, I have told you this already, but I shall say it again! My dear dove's happiness is the most important to me! If she has chosen you, then my heart shall settle!" What the fuck, why is Rook so good at improv?

"I-I know!" calm down, Idia, think of this as a rhythm game and keep the beat going! "I don't... I don't want this, but this villainess wouldn't listen!"

"Wait, so this woman is telling the truth?!"

"This woman?! THIS WOMAN?! You mean his true bride?!" (Y/N) steps closer, fat crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks, smudging her make-up even more. "You- you- you husband-stealer! Know your place! You come into my house, you steal my groom and the father of my daughter-"

"I see no child-"

"Do you think I'd bring my child to see my husband's mistress?!"

"Big sister, calm down, think of the baby! Your stress levels are dangerously high!"

"WHAT BABY?!"

"Monsieur Shroud, if you do not fix this situation, I shall be taking my belle back! Do not worry, the children will not grow without a father!"

"My Queen, I'm the Dorm Leader of my own dorm. I'm afraid I can't do that." Ryoichi says, booping Vil's nose before picking Vil up bridal style again. Ryoichi was definitely strong enough to pick up anyone who was light as a feather or heavy as a Boulder.

Currently packing bags once again, but stops midway just deciding to lay on ground, staring at ceiling instead

"Ugh..even quitting is too much work...I just want to lay here forever..what's the point in any of this.." he was definitely not acting okay and just staring at the ceiling, his hair still a mess and his clothes too, not that he cared, and he still had no makeup on, just laying on the floor instead, taking a nap instead

Taglist for rps:

@nrc-official-gossip @starsinthesworld @floyd-leech-thing @fluffy-cats @wellcome-to-chaos

@epel-posionapple

Nightmare: I do, I even named the Bush after mom

Dream: We don't want any trouble!

Killer: I do, though

Cross, staring at the Dreamtale twins: what do you mean?

Edge: IF YOU DO THAT AGAIN, I WILL THROW YOU OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW- WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Stretch: Checking how high the drop is, to see if it's worth it

Nightmare, disgusted: oh hell no-

Error, nervous: uh, I kinda have a date with Ink???

Nightmare, done with life: OH WHAT THE HELL?!

Cross: Don't kill me, I have a husband!

Nightmare: You think I care about that?

Cross: No, you misunderstand. This isn't a plea for mercy. It's a warning

Dream [kicking down the door]: ARE YOU READY TO DIE, BROTHER?!

That's bs Ace, you're always a prick-

Aw, look, they’re graduating!

Deuce: 13 year old me would’ve been both perplexed and in awe of who I am today *smiles sweetly to himself*

Sebek: 13 year old me me wouldn’t believe I’d get this far…

Ace: I would fight 13 year old me, I was a prick

Deuce: was?

Aware, holding a feral Ink back: why a bush?

Dream: why do you have Ink-

Dream: We don't want any trouble!

Killer: I do, though

Dream, pouts: no!

Cross: I think my femur is broken-

Killer: I think my arm is broken again-

Axe: If you hear weird noises at night, simply make weirder noises to assert dominance

The doodle of Red saying what is like he's done with someone's shit and I'm loving it-

he..........