Wytchia - 𝓦𝔂_𝓣𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓪

PROJECT ELDARYA

Hi everyone, I'm so excited to be able to post this, for all the time and effort it took, but it's finally here.

What is Project Eldarya? In simple words it is an interactive fan-fic rewrite of “Eldarya : A New Era”

DISCLAMER : this fan-fic is based on the Eldarya game, so all its characters, music, scenery and general elements belong to Beemoov and Chinomiko.

This project is completely FREE, as well as all the episodes that will be uploaded [EVERY EPISODE WILL BE UPLOADED IN ENGLISH AND SPANISH]

I hope you enjoy it and also that those who download and play it leave me your comments, complaints or criticisms, so I can improve it.

DOWNLOAD : if you fear for what you may be downloading on your PC I inform you that it is a POWER POINT file and you only need to have POWER POINT to be able to play, nothing else. I will upload the episodes directly to the cloud as soon as I finish them and translate them to English.

At the date of this writing [03-09-2024] only the PROLOGUE is uploaded and soon I will upload [Episode 1]

Please, any doubt, query, complaint or whatever, feel free to write in this post or directly by private message.

HAVE FUN!

[captures of the prologue]

ok so tell me: which movie the NH boys would choose to watch? Oppenheimer or Barbie?

I love this question! Apologies if some of the characters are OC, I haven't played or talked about this game in a LONG time

NIGHTMARE HAREM :

OPPENHEIMER OR BARBIE ?

𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕒

I feel like he would want to watch Oppenheimer at first because he thinks Barbie is too ''girly''

And he's the future king so a movie about politics is necessary...right?

We all know that Mefy is the only one with a brain in their family...

But let's be honest, in reality this man is a Barbie movie watcher.

When he saw the trailer and heard people talk about it, he gave up all motivation he had for Oppenheimer and RAN to get tickets

He tried to get Levy to come with him, but he said no

That one guy to dress in full pink and yell ''HI BARBIE'' ''HI KEN'' at every single person he sees.

Every. Single. One.

He cries at the ending and he probably spent the whole movie insulting the antagonists

When he goes back home, he starts a deep conversation at dinner about feminism and womanhood

Does he buy Barbie merch? Fuck yes, he does.

Probably bitched for 20 minutes to Kaim about having seen Mikael at the theater

𝕃𝕖𝕧𝕪

Oppenheimer.

I do not take any objections, this man goes to see Oppenheimer.

He spends his days reading books about war and military tactics, there's no way he wouldn't want to watch a movie about war and bombs

Plus he believes it makes him more mature than Lucia

In reality, the simple fact that Lucia asked him to go see Barbie together was enough for him to completely boycott the movie.

He's embarassed by Lucia's new greetings tactics

He goes with Mefy and is amazed by the plot of the movie

He's not a fan of the more dramatic side of the story, he finds it quite boring. But he LOVES the whole military and war aspect of it.

He probably asks Lucia to add a bomb to their weapons, afterall it would be perfect to annihilate the angels !

Totally no risks whatsoever, right?

He definitely has a list of advantages for it and notes he took while watching the movie.

Lucia said no.

You would think this man would go see Barbie, right? Afterall, he just got those Barbie vibes

𝕄𝕖𝕗𝕪

WRONG.

This guy goes to Oppenheimer, he thinks Barbie is too boring and not violent enough

What did you expect?He ordered the execution of his two brothers and closest servants in his bad ending

He doesn't care that Barbie actually hasa deeper meaning, it doesn't have near enough pain and despair for him to be interested by it

He just want to see people suffer

Isn't rooting for any camp in the movie

He's rooting for the bomb to explode on everyone

Goes with Levy to see the movie and takes mental notes for his evil plans

Mikael immediately throws them away once he receives them

Giggles when there's a tragic scene and rolls his eyes everytime a character survives

He wants everyone to perish

He's the guy to spoil the ending to the next wave of people going inside the room

He's not sorry about it

He would go watch Barbie to spoil it to Lucia later

He goes to see Barbie for two reasons

𝕆𝕤𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕕

The first one being Kurt and his damned sad puppy eyes

The second one being that Oppenheimer is way too intense for him. We know for a fact that Oswald is a very soft person and that he tries to keep control over the reaper side of himself so there's no way he's going to see a movie about war

And the movie would make him sad

He would also probably go crazy just by the blood on the screen

Therefore he goes to see Barbie and he might put on some pink accents and accessories just to make Kurt happy

But nothing more, he really doesn't want to stand out in the crowd.

Despite his best efforst to stay discret, he will be flirted with by TONS of people

A big muscular guy going to see Barbie ? Anyone would be luckuy to have him

Spends half of hi paycheck on the arcade games and on snacks because it's Kurt's first time going to the movie theater and he wants the boy to have the time of his life

He went with Kaim and Kurt, but somehow Noel ended up tagging along

Nobody knows how or why, Noel is just there.

Neither, he's too busy and he really doesn't care.

𝕂𝕒𝕚𝕞

If he really had a choice, he would go see Oppenheimer because it's more realistic and could potentially be useful for the upcoming war in Nightmare

Sadly, he doesn't actually have a choice and is dragged to go see Barbie with Lucia

Lucia really didn't take Levy's rejection very well

He has to stop Lucia from screaming ''HI BARBIE'' or ''HI KEN'' at every single stranger they see

Is actually embarassed by Lucia's antics and just wishes to go back to the manor

His headache worsen when Lucia and Mikael sports each other and start to argue in the movie theater

He's this close to leave without Lucia

Swears to himself that he won't even go see a movie to a movie theater again

He ends up going again with Kurt and Oswald because Kurt gave him the sad puppy eyes.

Please someone let this man rest

𝕂𝕦𝕣𝕥

Barbie.

And Kaim gets him a little pink suit just for the occasion.

Let's be honest, Kurt is just a child and seeing how sensible he was in the game, I think he deserves to go see a more upbeat and colorful movie than Oppenheimer.

Especially since he lives in a place where war is a common reality, I believe that making him go see Oppenheimer would just make him worry even more about the conflicts between the angels and demons in Nightmare.

And he's a sweetheart so he deserves to go have some fun and laugh !

Probably asked Kaim what was a gynecologist after the movie

Kaim regretted going against his self-promise

He totally begged Oswald and Kaim to come with him and he spent the whole movie whispering to them

Ends up whispering to Noel instead and they become friends

Barbie.

𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕖𝕝

If he could, he would rent out the whole move theater just to not see anyone and watch his damn movie in peace

He just hates other people

This man doesn't give a shit about potential military tactics or war, he has Ricardo for that

And he's nuts enough fpor the both of them

So he goes to watch Barbie and bringes Noel with him because he needs someone to gossip with

He's the type to give judgemental stares at other people in the queue

Ricardo tags along and ends up complaining about it despite not being forced to come

He was even strongly encouraged to not come at all

When he sees Lucia in the movie theater he immediately makes snippy comments and snarky remarks about his outfit

Mikael wouldn't dress in full pink, but he would add pink undertones to his robes

This man is clearly HOOKED by the plot of the movie

He's LIVING it

Can and will shush anyone else talking during the movie. He just wants the premium experience and he won't let those peons ruin it for him

Just like Kaim, he doesn't care. He doesn't have time for this.

ℕ𝕠𝕖𝕝

But Mikael requested he joins him to go see Barbie.

So obviously he will go see Barbie.

He will also wear pink accessories and undertones of his usual attire, just like Mikael

He finds the Kens annoying and overall thinks most of the characters are creepy

Like why are they always smiling ??

He ends up being invested and probably slapped/ shushed Ricardo at least 5 times in the frist 20 minutes of the movie

Please make this man shut up

Ends up getting lost in the bathroom and almost murders Lucas, but Mikael finds him before he does

Later on, Ricardo will drag him to go see Oppenheimer

He hates it. Not because of the plot but because Ricardo and his ''friends'' won't keep quiet for 5 minutes

He feels weird after the movie...Almost sad. It hit too close to home for his comfort. He usually doesn't mind bloos, he's an assassin afterall...But he didn't like the tight feeling in his chest during the dramatic scenes.

Almost murders Lucas in the bathroom again

But this time no one comes to find him

Ricardo forgot him at the movie theater

Noel is just standing there wondering what to do and spots Oswald,Kaim and Kurt from afar

He ends up watching Barbie a second time

He's pissy about being near them, especially Oswald, but he won't stop followi9ng them around either

He befriends Kurt

Mikael sends out a search party for him the next morning since he went to sleep to the demons' manor

Decides to tag along to go see Barbie

ℝ𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠

He will wear pink undertones like Mikael and if anyone dares to make fun of it they get a gun to their temple

He almost gets kicked out of the movie theater

Will make fun of Mikael and Noel all long the movie even though he's just as into it as them

Probably that one guy that doesn't see why Ken is the antagonist and doesn't understand the hidden message of the movie

He still boos Ken every time he appears on screen for shit and giggles

And whistle Barbie

For shit and giggles

Lucia accidentally says ''HI KEN'' to him and he was traumatised by the very lewd answer Ricardo gave him in return

Throws popcorn at the screen

Overall, he guy no one wants to have in their room at the movie theater

After he goes to see Oppenheimer with some friends

He drags Noel along to make him ''man up''

Ah toxic masculinity at it's finest

He ends p forgetting him at the movie theater

He's having the time of his life and laugh at everyone tragic scene

He hates every single character

But ta the edn, he grows attached to them and is on the edge of his seat

He will find a way to get Mikael to agree with a bomb fro the army

And he will totally spoil both movies to everyone just to be an asshole

Probably goes to both of them.

𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕒𝕤

He has no friends, please go with him

He somehow guesses the ending of both movies

He still cries at the ending of both movies and has no one to comfort him because he went alone

He absolutely loved Barbie and it only reinforced his feminist mindeset

Oltea has that effect on people

He wears a full bright pink outfit and gets so many compliments for it when he goes to see Barbie

He probably befriends the person sitting next to him

When he goes to the bathroom and sees Noel, he's thrilled to see the other man also went to see Barbie!

He ends up with a knife to his throat

When he goes to see Oppenheimer, he just gets sad

Why can't everyone find peace ? Why must people resolve their conflicts with violence and cruelty ?

Just like Noel, it hits too close to home for his comfort and he almost has a mental breakdown

He gets comforted by a group of nice ladies and when he goes to the bathroom to freshen up he sees Noel

Another knife to the throat!

Ends up going to a nearby bar with the group of ladies that comforted him and he finally found some friends

He's apart of the girls' club now

did you delete your nh posts? 😭😭 does that mean you’ll stop posting about nh 🥺

Hi oh my god I totally missed this ask !

I deleted most of my old posts because I really didn't like my writting and it was full of spelling errors !

However this doesn't mean I'm against writting content anymore ! I've been pretty busy this past year, but I would really like to start writting again ! So feel free so send me requests anytime :)

Beel dating a demon on his sports team?

Imagine two buff demon just cuddling , adorable

A/N: Okay this is like, the cutest thing. This doesn't have cuddling, but how about an old-fashioned getting together fic instead?

BEELZEBUB x Demon!gn!Reader, 3.4k words, SFW.

Content: You're a new student at RAD and a successful recruit to the school's Fangol team. The team captain is the Avatar of Gluttony and one of the strongest demons in the Devildom, but you end up becoming unlikely friends—what could possibly go wrong?

Warnings: A bit of angst and jealousy, resolved romantic tension, some cursing, minor references to blood/injury/violence. Reader pronouns: you/your, they/them.

— As Diavolo's philosophies start to have long-term, lasting impacts on the entire Devildom, more demons from outside the bustling metropolis join RAD's roster. The day you walk into your first class, a transfer from one of the outer rings, no one really cares. You're just a new face in a crowd of many. New students are always treated with some level of skepticism: how long will it take for you to get bored and return to wherever you came from, like so many others do?

— A couple weeks pass by and it becomes clear that the school's novelty isn't a passing fancy for you. The other students start to warm up to you, and you dive head-first into student life to get to know them. You join study groups in the library after school, you volunteer for some of the campus clubs, and you sign up for the upcoming season's Fangol tryouts.

— Beel watches the new hopefuls as they're put through rigorous drills and mock games to test their abilities. You might not be the most powerful demon that signed up, but your agility is impressive as you weave quickly through the other demons in a blur. You would fill a weak spot in the current team's line-up. Beel casts his vote when he and the other veteran players are asked for their nominations. With his endorsement, you're officially drafted onto the team—on a trial basis, of course.

— Beel sees it as his responsibility to help new players acclimate to the team. He's not only team captain, but he's also one of the Avatars of Sin. Leadership and responsibility naturally fall onto his shoulders, and it's something he takes seriously.

— There's a lot of pressure for the team to perform well due to Fangol's popularity in the Devildom, and Beel doesn't want to lose good talent due to petty nonsense. He makes sure that new teammates aren't put through any embarrassing hazing rituals and that everyone remains respectful, as much as competitive demons can be.

— Your place as a RAD student and a new member of the team feels legitimized after the season's first game ends in a landslide victory. You're invited to the rowdy after party, and it feels like you finally belong.

— It's natural that you gravitate towards your teammates for company and friendship off the field too. You pair with them for class projects and sit near them in the cafeteria at lunch. Sometimes Beel invites you to sit in the empty chair next to him while his twin naps across the table. You muffle your giggles behind your hand as Beel slowly steals food off Belphie's neglected lunch tray. You offer him some of your lunch too, and he nudges your shoulder in thanks.

— Your friendship with the Avatar of Gluttony slowly grows from there. You sit with Beel at lunch time more often than not, and you offer him leftovers because you know he doesn't like it when good food goes to waste.

— You're both terrible at Seductive Speechcraft but you pair together for practical demonstrations anyway. If you're going to bomb that class, you might as well have fun doing it. You laugh so hard after his poor attempt to "woo" you with the promise of Gigadeath Burgers that you nearly topple sideways out of your seat. You wipe the tears from your eyes and suggest he try sweeping you off your feet next time because those muscular arms of his are irresistible. It's meant to be a joke, but you bite your lip and turn away bashfully while the faintest bit of pink colours his cheeks. (He would give that little remark of yours a passing grade if he could.)

— It's a bit awkward at first, but you quickly get used to seeing your teammates in various states of undress in the locker room before or after a game. You don't mean to stare at Beel sometimes, but it's hard not to linger on his bare chest when he tugs his sweaty jersey over his head, or when his towel hangs low on his hips after he walks out of the shower room. You're not attuned to lust the way you are to some of your other sins, but you can still recognize the little sparks of attraction and desire that tingle in your belly whenever you see him.

— (You're so focused on trying to ignore those feelings for him that you don't notice how his heated gaze starts to follow you too.)

— Things get a little strange at a party following another victorious game. You know in theory that Beel has fans and admirers and the occasional side piece, but it never bothered you until now. Watching them paw at his chest and lean forward to whisper their sultry desires into his ear puts you on edge. You grit your teeth and set down your drink before you're tempted to do something stupid, like throw it against the wall in frustration. You leave the party early, offering a curt farewell to some of your teammates on your way out the door. You don't dare look over your shoulder at Beel and whoever he's with—you doubt he'll even notice you're gone anyway.

— Things are awkward after the party. You still do group work together when you're asked to partner up, but he notices that you're tense and pensive. You have to unclench your jaw when you need to give him short, perfunctory replies whenever he asks you something. You dodge his attempts at small talk and you don't joke around or laugh like you used to. You avoid the cafeteria at lunch completely, feigning some excuse about needing to study in the library instead.

— Your performance on the field suffers too. Your movements are sharper with a type of aggression he's never seen from you before. Your plays are rough, reckless, and almost dangerous. You earn more fouls in a single practice than you have all season. He pulls you off the field for a time out while the others pretend not to eavesdrop on your argument.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" His arms are crossed over his chest. He doesn't mean to yell, but he's disappointed by your performance. You're being too careless, you could get hurt. He tries to mask his own confusion with anger—it feels like you're changing into someone he doesn't recognize. You've been avoiding him, and he doesn't like it. He hates it. He might be your team captain, but he's also your friend and he misses you terribly. He tries to remind himself to be professional, but it seems neither of you are feeling very professional today.

"I'm fine," you mutter angrily, staring at the grass while you kick at it with your cleats.

He takes a couple deep breaths and rubs his face tiredly. "Look, I can tell you're upset about something, and I'm worried about you. We're friends, aren't we? If there's something bothering you, you can talk to me."

He clasps his hand on your shoulder, but you shrug it off and step back out of arm's reach. "There's nothing to talk about." The words sound more venomous than you intended, and you dampen the urge to apologize when something like pain flickers across his expression.

Beel's voice trembles with poorly-concealed frustration when he dismisses you. "Then maybe you should take today off and come back when you're ready to smarten up." He turns away and storms onto the field without looking back.

— Beel's teammates might be too intimidated to ask what's going on between the two of you, but his brother isn't. Belphie knows all about you, of course. He wrongly assumed you were just a new fling who was too clingy for their own good, the way you and Beel seemed joined at the hip at times. He realized it was more than that when Beel kept bringing you up in the sappiest, love-stricken tone he's ever heard. It wasn't any of his business and he had no reason to interfere as long as his brother was happy.

— Beel stomps into the dining room after practice that night and jabs his food angrily with his fork, but his aura radiates hurt and pain, like his heart's been ripped in two. Belphie decides he might need to step in after all.

"Hey, I was trying to watch my show—ow! Belphie, what the hell is that for?!"

Beel glances up from his homework when his bedroom door slams open. Levi stumbles through the doorway and continues yelling at Belphie who follows him inside. He brushes past a very disgruntled Levi and flops down on his own bed with a yawn.

"Beel's friend is mad at him, and I think you can help him figure out why," Belphie mumbles sleepily as he gets comfy in his pile of pillows.

Levi grumbles something about gross normie nonsense as Beel frowns. "What is he talking about?"

Levi gestures in Beel's general direction. "That friend of yours, the one you've been emo about lately—I've been getting, you know, vibes from them." He covers his mouth with his arm and narrows his eyes. "What did you do to make them so jealous? I'd be impressed if it wasn't so annoying and believe me, I've tried to ignore it."

Beel wants to argue that there's no reason why you'd be jealous, but then he remembers the party almost two weeks ago. He hoped to ask you out for dinner, but one of his old hook-ups tried to get his attention and offer themselves for a little bit of fun. By the time he brushed them off as politely as he could and looked for you, you had already left.

He runs his hand through his hair and wonders how he missed all the signs. Now that he thinks about it, it seems so obvious. "I think there might've been a...misunderstanding," he admits awkwardly.

Levi wrinkles his nose. "Well whatever it is, you might still have a chance to fix things so good luck, I guess."

"Wait, how do you know that?" Beel asks curiously when his brother turns to leave.

Levi pauses in the doorway and glances at him over his shoulder. "If they really hated you, you'd be talking to Satan right now instead of me."

— Beel tosses and turns while he mulls over what Levi told him. If you were jealous because you thought he was with someone else, that meant you liked him, right? As more than a friend? His mind raced with the implications, and then he let himself get carried away imagining the possibilities.

— His stomach rumbles from nerves from a frustrating day and a disappointing dinner. He tries to go to sleep but Belphie's quiet snores across the room don't calm him the way they usually do. He feels unsettled, plagued with uncertainty and doubt.

— He's not sure what made him reach for his D.D.D. but he regrets texting you as soon as he hits Send. It's late and you should be sleeping by now. What if he wakes you up? He doesn't have to ponder his guilt for very long because his phone pings with a reply not long after.

You: It's late. Are you okay?

Beel: I couldn't sleep.

You: Yeah, me neither.

Beel: I don't like how things have been between us. I'm sorry.

You: I'm sorry too. I haven't been in the best of moods lately and I shouldn't have snapped earlier. You were right to bench me today, I was out of line.

Beel: I appreciate that, but I meant I was sorry about the party.

Beel: I know it looked bad with that other demon, but nothing happened. I should've realized sooner that's what made you upset.

You: I guess there's no point denying it now, huh?

You: Was it that obvious?

Beel: No. My brothers helped me figure that part out.

You: Well, that's embarrassing.

Beel: If I told you that you're cute when you're jealous...

You: I wasn't cute, I was being ridiculous.

Beel: I can't stop thinking about how ridiculous and not-cute you are then.

You: Don't say things like that.

Beel: Why not? It's true.

You: If you were this smooth in class, you'd be passing with flying colours.

Beel: :)

You: Anyway, that's not the point.

You: We have a game tomorrow and we should both get some sleep. Maybe we can talk about this properly, in person.

Beel: How about tomorrow night after the game?

You: Sure.

Beel: We can go out for dinner after, just the two of us.

You: Like a date?

Beel: Yeah, a date.

You: I'm looking forward to it.

Beel: Me too. Sweet dreams.

— Neither of you bring up the fight or your late-night conversation, but things already seem a bit better when you see each other at RAD the next day. You go to the cafeteria to have lunch for the first time in nearly a week, and Beel waves you over as soon as he sees you walk through the doorway. He saved the seat beside him with his school bag, almost like he was hoping you'd show up.

— The other members of the team are relieved to see that whatever is going on between the two of you is on its way to being resolved. The mood in the locker room before the game that night is light-hearted, spirited and boisterous. They write off the fight between you and Beel as a little lover's squabble (though none of them tell you that).

— The excitement in the air for tonight's game is almost palpable. It's almost the end of the season and the games are getting more intense as competition grows fierce. The stands are filled to the brim with fans for both teams. Beel waves to someone as you follow him to the field, and you peer into the crowd to see who's caught his attention. All his siblings are watching, and one of them—you think it's Asmodeus—is waving a giant sign with Beel's name written in glitter paint.

— Beel is on the sidelines for the first quarter, but he wishes you good luck as you jog past him to join your team on the field. You take your position in the offensive line-up and bounce on your heels. Adrenaline pumps through your veins as the whistle blows and the ball is thrown into play. No matter what you try to tell yourself, you know it's your dinner date with Beel that has your heart racing. The first offensive maneuver is called and you sprint into action as the crowd cheers.

— Beel watches as both teams clash to try and gain control of the ball. There's a sudden flash of light in the middle of the field before the game descends into chaos. The crowd is in an uproar as the referees' whistles ring out across the stadium. Beel heads onto the field to try and break up the brawl that's erupted between the two teams, but it's not until he tears through the melee that he realizes you're on the ground while one of the medics kneels beside you.

"Beel, I'm fine," you mumble as he leads you off the field towards the bench. The rejuvenation potion the medic gave you is starting to kick in, but it still feels like the world is spinning a bit too quickly for your liking. Your face is smudged with dirt from the fall earlier and there's a small gash across your arm. No one's ever managed to jinx you before.

"I'll feel a lot better if I know you're resting," he says as he helps you sit down. When you open your mouth to protest, he touches the back of his hand to your cheek. "Please, just take it easy, okay? For me."

You can't say no to that. It feels like your face is on fire and you look back out onto the field to avoid his eyes. His gaze was concerned earlier, but now they're bright with warmth and affection. It almost hurts to look at how bright he can be sometimes.

"If it'll make you happy, I'll take a break," you offer mildly, darting your eyes up to his before looking away again. Your heart flutters in your chest and telling yourself it's just adrenaline isn't convincing anymore. "I'll be fine, really." You nod your head towards the group of players milling about. "Do me a favour and get 'em back for me, will you? I was supposed to have a date tonight and they've made a mess of me."

"Don't worry, I plan to." A predatory smirk curls his lips and the tips of his fangs peek through. The glint in his eye is dangerous; it promises violence and bloodshed. It would be terrifying if you didn't know him as well as you do.

He returns to the field as the teams take their places. His assistant captain whispers something in his ear that makes Beel's aura crackle with power. You might not know which player took you out of the game, but it seems that Beel does. The demons on the other team realize they should've forfeited when they had the chance, but the whistle blows and it's too late for mercy.

You lean against the railing as Beel leads the next offensive play. His wings flutter rapidly at his back as he moves with single-minded purpose towards the other team's defensive line. They have no idea what's coming, and you almost feel bad for them.

Almost.

As soon as your team scores the final goal of the game, you head towards the locker room to shower and change. You brought a nice outfit to wear for your date with Beel, but you leave it tucked away in your locker—you're not sure you're up to going out tonight after all. The dizziness is gone, but your body still aches from the spell that sent you plummeting to the ground. You stand under the showerhead as hot water cascades over your body. It rinses sweat and dirt off your skin until it swirls down the drain at your feet.

You throw on a comfortable change of clothes instead of your date outfit—a RAD t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants—and step out of the shower area. You yelp in surprise when you spot Beel sitting in the locker room. He looks up when he hears you approach, and the hard lines etched on his face soften. At some point he stripped off his jersey while he waited, but he's filthy and desperately needs a shower too. There's mud in his hair and smears of blood on his face. (Things got a little violent in the second half of the game, and more than one player on the opposing team had to be carried off the field on a stretcher.)

"I'm not sure tonight's a good night to go out for dinner after all," you admit as you drop your bag on the bench beside him. "I'm okay postponing our date if you are."

He doesn't look surprised. He actually looks relieved. "It was a long day," he agrees quietly, looking you over for any signs you might still be in discomfort or pain. "What about staying in tonight instead? I know a great place that offers delivery—my treat."

He holds out his hand to you, and you smile bashfully when you place your hand in his. "My place is more private than yours, if you want to come over and—"

A loud growl suddenly erupts from Beel's stomach and echoes off the walls in the locker room. You burst out into a fit of laughter, and he can't help but laugh too. He clears his throat and heads to his locker to grab his gym bag so he can change. "What you said, about going to your place—I think that's a great idea." He ignores the heat in his cheeks and pretends he's not red as a tomato.

Your eyes are alight with amusement and a bit of mischief. "The sooner you get ready, the sooner we can eat," you tell him when you push him playfully towards the showers. "Something tells me you're hungry," you joke, glancing at his belly with a grin.

He leans into your space so his voice rumbles close to your ear. "I'm starving."

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I love this.

Imagine them threatening war over small arguements while at the academy together

Like

"Lucia remember that time you hide my essay? I'm sure it'll come back once demons are all killed."

Sometimes I sit down and think about Mikael and Lucia...

And I wonder if they started a war on Nightmare just to be petty

reqs???

i have no motivation whatsoever so PLEASE send me questions, asks or reqs from: -bullet train -ahs (murder house) -the first shadow -anna karenina (2012) -a couple of fruits (i miss them okay?) -stranger things -blade runner -i'm feeling quite gladiator today too....

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Hello!!!can u make a Ricardo x shy,chubby reader that were glasses,has big tips,and plushy butt mirror smut like reader is insecure and Ricardo just drags reader to her room and put them infront of a mirror and just starts to go at the reader even denying the reader until they say they are good enough for him and their not useless and he just whispers in their ear "say that again and I won't be so nice"and reader just looks up at him with puffy teary eyes with their glasses barely hanging on their face and nods and then they cuddle for the rest of the night😊sorry if this is to much hope u understand!!!😅😅😅

Hey ! Your ask is very detailed thank you so much :).

I don't write full NSFW scenes and I'm overall not the best at writting scenarios, but I hope you will still like it ♡

Disclaimer: This scenario contains negative speech of one's body type. Please keep in mind that this is not written with any malicious intent and that every single body type is beautiful in it's own way. Do not be ashamed of your body

Your heart clenched as you looked into the mirror for the longest time again tonight: why did your body look so big? Why did you have to wear glasses? You weren't usually so negative about your own appearance, but walking around town with your boyfriend and seeing all those beautiful women flirting with him right in your face...It hurt. They were basically like fashion icons while you were...you.

Maybe Ricardo would prefer if you looked like those women...? Maybe he was with you only out of pity? You clearly weren't on his level afterall. That much was very clear. He was the exact picture of a model just like those women.

Unlike you.

That thought was enough for your eyes to burn and make you inhale sharply. You tried to close your eyes and calm yourself down: the last thing you needed was to look pathetic over such a small thing in front of your boyfriend.

Your hands were shaking as you tried to regain your composure and fix your disheveled hair for the third time.

Why can't you be skinnier? Why can't you have a pretty body? Why can't you-

"Y/N ?" Your train of thoughts was cut short by the voice of Ricardo on the other side of the door. You had completely forgotten that you had left him alone in the entrance of the castle. Having scurried to your bedroom in a hurry, tears in your eyes.

Embarassement creeped in you, how stupid could you be? It wasn't your boyfriend's fault that women found him attractive. Why did you have to go hide? How childish could you be? No wonder those women couldn't even think that you were dating him when they approached the both of you...

You tensed as you heard the door open slowly and the footsteps of Ricardo walking inside your shared bedroom.

"Y/N? Why did you leav-....Are you alright?"

He cut himself off when his functionning eye landed on your crumpled form on the ground. Where his tone had seemed annoyed at first, it was now worried.

Your throat felt tight, like something was stuck in it, you were unable to look up from your own form in the mirror and even less able to form any coherent answer for the man who looked at you with worry.

"Y/N. Answer me." His voice was demanding, almost like an order and yet it sounded full of worry.

You felt his gaze scrutinise you as you held back your tears again. He sighed before crouching down next to you as he saw you tear up.

"Please...Talk to me?" His tone was desesperate now.

Your heart was beating quickly in your chest, could you actually tell him? Wouldn't you look stupid? He didn't do anything wrong afterall...

"I...It's stupid...forget it" You mumbled out as you looked away from your reflection and got up from the floor.

The man frowned, clearly not believing your pathetic lie and stood up as well before going to stand behind you in front of the mirror. He put his arm around your waist and let his chin rest in the crook of your neck.

"Liar. You're crying. You can't lie to me, you're not allowed." he whispered in your ear before biting your lobe slightly.

You shudered under the sudden contact and looked once again in the mirror.

You bite your lip as you try to find the correct words to explain the situation to your lover, he had quite the temper and you didn't want to upset him even more.

You let out a shaky exhale before speaking up with a cracked voice from your crying:

"I just...I feel like you deserve better than me."

As the words left your mouth, you felt Ricardo tense around you as he frowned.

"What the fuck does that mean?" He answered with an angry, almost offended, tone.

Your heart tightened once again, why did your lover sound so upset ? You were only telling the truth...Surely he was aware of how people barely looked twice at you when they tried to make moves on him...right?

"I...I mean that...you're handsome. Women and men alike flirt with you all the time. You could have anyone.Anyone...prettier than me. Someone whose skinnier...Whose not wearing ugly glasses. Someone who looks good next to you..." You speak up a little bit louder than your previous statement, getting upset at the situation.

It doesn't take even a split second before the words are out of mouth that Ricardo immediately turns you around to face him. His remaining eye is squinting at you and his eyebrows are furrowed. He looks absolutely livid as he stares at you.

"Whose the asshole who told you that?" He snaps as he squeezes his grip around your waist.

"I'm not blind! I can see myself in the mirror and I can see those people flirting with you ! It's obvious ! They always assume I must be your friend and never your lover even though we hold hands in public and kiss ! Because how could such an ugly person date someone like-"

Your screaming was cut short by the angel kissing you passionately. You couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise as he started to bite at your lower lip, wanting to deepen the kiss.

You felt his hands caressing your sides and trying to slip under your shirt in search of skin-to-skin contact. Far to soon for your taste, he ended the kiss and latched his lips at your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your soft skin while talking in between of each.

"You are blind if you believe this bullshit. I don't care about those women or men...You're the most beautiful. They're fucking stupid if they think they're hotter than you."

He slips his hand under your short and palms at your chest.

"Your body is perfect...You are perfect."

His voice is suave as he continues to touch you delicately, making you gasp at the underwhelming contact.

You try to re-open your mouth to answer him, but he quickly turns you around roughly and inserts two digits inside your mouth, in a very contrasting manner than from how he was just touching you. He forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror as he start to touch you even lower. His touch is sharp and you know it will leave bruises and marks all over your body tomorrow makes your skin burns.

"Look at yourself while I show you how pretty you are."

You lay on Ricardo's naked chest as you close your eyes, your body is tires and the spot where your lover's hands were a few minutes ago are now pleasantly aching. Your glasses are on the ground, having fallen during the act without you nor Ricardo caring enough to pick them up.

The man's hands caress soflty your back as he open his healthy eye to look at you.

"I love you. Don't ever believe shit like that again, you hear? I don't give a fuck about those people.They couldn't see pretty even when it hits them in the face."

You smile soflty at him and lay your head back on him, your eyes closing and the burning sensation of upcoming tears behind your eyelids long gone. You let yourself relax in your lover's arms as you let your body rest after all the emotions you went through today.

"I love you more than anything else."

I'm working on two of my NH asks ATM, sorry for the longer delay I'm super sleepy because of work and insomnia!! Also it's been a couple of nights that my cats have been waking me up.

They're petty asf

Could you write maybe hcs of Lemon with a gf? Maybe about Tangerine's reaction and (if you want) Ash's?

i LOVE this and ofc i can! especially because of the fact lem does not receive nearly as much focus as he deserves in 'a couple of fruits'!!!! also i love the ash recognition it made me smile <3 please anyone feel free to send in reqs!

lemon

-he takes her to all the best spots in Camden town, bars, restaurants, clubs, he knows all the underground spots and their owners

-matching halloween costumes are a must!!! rusty and pearl from starlight express? yes!

-the two do karaoke all the time, especially meatloaf duets

-she gets SPOILED with random trinkets he finds and buys on missions

-she is constantly bombarded with photos of anything he finds remotely funny, once it was just a simple graffiti that looked a bit like one of their neighbours

-he is a bit scared to date at first, especially given his job

-lemon is so grateful to have found someone who will put up with his thomas and friends yapping

-he managed to win her over using a thomas and friends pickup line he made up on the spot

-spontaneous days out to random places always

-brought back a boba tea machine for no reason once with no explanation where from or why. it is now his and his gfs prized posession

tangerine's reaction

-at first, he thought his brother was lying when he told him he had got a girlfriend

-is a bit wary to begin with, worried she has negative intentions towards her brother- however, lemon is great at reading people after all

-eventually warms up to her, but doesn't make a big thing out of it

-takes the piss out of lemon with her

ashley's reaction

-she loves the gf INSTANTLY and treats her like a sister

-ashley didn't have many friends growing up, so she loves the opportunity to make more

-movie nights 24/7

-they're always hanging out

-she pulls tangerine into doing a group of four halloween costume, adding onto the starlight express one, her and tan would go as dinah and greaseball to match lemon and his gf