Possibly NFSM

Possibly NFSM

So RO is just chilling, but they suddenly hear MC call "(RO)! Could you help with my dress/tunic?" And when they go to help, it does seem genuinely complicated to undo (like when we have zippers on the backs of dresses and can't pull it properly) but undoing the garment just reveals that MC is wearing nothing underneath 🤭

Mild 🔞 NSFW (Not Safe For Work)

I don't want to go into detail with this because I am thinking of writing a scene close to this or something like this, but here is a little taste....

💛 Marcel

Honestly Marcel is very respectful so he would just help Zip you up and give you a charming smile, not wanting to presume that you wanted to do anything intimate. Now if you pushed just a little more then Marcel will struggle for an hour to get that outfit off.

🧡 Margaret

Would run out of the room in a flustered mess.

❤️ Owen

That outfit is going to be on the floor in two seconds flat

💙 Rosemary

Would raise an eyebrow. "You want to play this game, dollface/angel face/handsome?"

🩵 Tai

Turn bright red. "What is the meaning of this?!" Then with a pout, he helps you take it off. 😝

💚 Zane

Sorry that the outfit is going to be torn up and on the ground 🤣🤣🤣

I had no idea this was a Tumblr classic but I'll give it my best shot.

💙 ROSEMARY

Rosemary's eyes caught the mark right as you walked through the door, and she felt all the air leave her lungs. 

What did I suspect? MC is amazing; of course, they found someone. 

Rosemary bit her lip and turned away from the room. She walked out the door, the sound of her steps grounding her. 

She swallowed her disappointment and sadness. Rosemary felt her heart clench as her thoughts ran to someone touching you. feeling your warmth and how she longed for that to be her, but it was too late. She would just have to accept that. 

I shouldn't even be upset. We aren't together, even if I thought maybe—never mind all that. It was a stupid dream. MC deserves someone good and whole. Someone alive. Not broken and dead. 

Rosemary let out a shaky breath, trying to keep his voice out of her head. 

Who could truly ever love someone as useless as you? 

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Rosemary!" 

Your voice rang out in the room like a bell, and Rosemary froze before putting on a fake smile that she was used to wearing. 

"What can I do for you, dollface/angelface/handsome?" 

Your hand reached to your neck, rubbing it, and Rosemary spotted another hickey. 

Her heart clenched as she stared out the window that you were both looking through, wishing to the stairs for this painful feeling to go away. 

"How are you not covered in these things?" You asked, and Rosemary snapped her head towards to look to see you pointing a finger at your love bite. 

Rosemary stayed very still, keeping her composure; however, inside, she was having a mental battle. 

Is MC asking me why I'm not covered in love bites? 

Rosemary gripped the side of her dress; it was all so cruel. Were you gloating or just asking an innocent question? 

With pursued lips, Rosemary spoke. "I suppose I am not that lucky; a lady gets tired of bothersome affection." She did not mean for the words to come out with so much acid, but they did, and there was no taking it back now. 

You look a little befuddled. "What does being a lady have to do with bug bites?" 

Rosemary's mind comes to a stop at the mention of bug bites. "Excuse me?" 

You point your finger at your mark again. "What does having to be a lady have to do with bug bites?" 

Is it a bug bite? 

Rosemary felt her heart leap and reached towards you to... Hug you? Confess? Kiss you? 

She didn't have a chance to do any of that, as your aunt Zinnia called for you, making you turn away from her. 

"Coming!" You yelled down the stairs and then turned towards Rosemary. "I'll talk to you later, Rosemary!"

Rosemary was left fanning her face with her hand and thanking the stars. 

🩵 TAI

You were in his clinic, giving him a delivery, when he saw it. Tai would have been able to do his witty banter, but with his attention on your mark, he was quite lacking.

Is that a hickey? 

Tai blinked back out of his thoughts when you reached out for him, questioning if everything was alright. 

"Tai? Are you okay? You just kind of zoned out."

Tai snatched his arm back from your touch as if he were burned, earning him a concerned look from you. 

I'm so damn foolish. 

Tai knows it was illogical, but he felt anger build inside him, and even in that moment, he knew it wasn't directed at you but at himself for letting his infatuation for you get out of hand. 

Although he had to let that anger out, you were right there, parading your lover's mark right in front of him. 

"Oh, in a rush? Sorry that this is such a hassle for you; maybe it would be best for you to leave." 

Before you could even utter a sentence, he had already shut the door in your face, not listening to your shouts from the other side, and soon they seemed to disappear. 

I am a complete fool. 

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Tai avoided you like the plague, but even though you were miles away from him, he still couldn't get you out of his head, no matter what he tried. 

Tai grimaced as you walked into the door of his clinic, his eyes trying to scan you, when he noticed another love bite on your neck. 

"What do you want, Oleander?" Tai said in a dead tone, which you seemed not to notice as you touched your neck, seemingly distracted. 

Another hickey? Oh, I'm sure MC has a lot on their mind. 

"Uh, I don't know if you can even help me, but..." You began to feel a little embarrassed, and Tai just gave you an unblinking look, his face as blank as always. "Can you give me a prescription for some kind of itching medication? This bug bite is killing me." 

Tai doesn't blink; his eyes trained on the "hickey," and he narrowed his eyes. "Bug bite?" Tai crossed his arms, not ready to believe this excuse that you were making up. "You were bitten by a mosquito on your neck?" 

Completely missing Tai's skeptical tone, you nodded your head, leaning against the counter and absently scratching an itch. "I know, right? Our bugzapper broke, and the one Aunt Zinnia bought online isn't here yet." 

Now that Tai was getting a better look at it, it did look a lot like a bug bite. He uncrossed his arm and said it in a softer tone. "Peppermint. Mosquitos hate peppermint." 

You perked up. "Really? I think Aunt Zinnia has some peppermint oil! Thanks, doc!" You start to hurry out the door a little pep in your step. 

Tai just stood there processing what happened, and his chest filled up with relief.

💛 MARCEL

The moment Marcel saw the mark, he felt a pit in his stomach start to form, although a smile was still on his face, and you were none the wiser as you talked.

I'm jumping to conclusions. MC wouldn't: But the more he stared at the mark on your neck, the more the smile would start to slip, making you question it.

"Marcel, are you okay?"

Marcel's head snapped up, and the smile was back in place. "I'm just feeling a little under the weather."

Before you could say anything, Marcel was walking briskly out the door, his thoughts racing as he closed the door to a private area behind him, falling to the floor.

Stop. MC already has someone. No use getting upset over it; they are happy, so I should be happy for them. I could make myself happy for MC. 

Marcel bit his lip, got off the floor, and went over to the mirror, making himself smile as he said it in a cracked, fake, happy voice.

"Hey MC!"

Needs work, but I can pretend to be happy until I am.

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"Hey, Marcel!" You called from your bedroom. and Marcel cringed a little as he slowly made his way towards your bedroom, putting a smile on his face as he walked to the door.

Be happy. Be happy. Be happy.

''Yes, MC? Is there something I can do for you?"

Marcel asked, praising himself when his voice didn't come out in a desperate sob but rather in a charming tone.

You tried to hit one of the mosquitoes on the desk with your hand, and even though it was quite gross, the anger you felt for those little bastards was greater. 

"Can you go get me a fly swatter?

''Ah, do you have pesky bugs that need attending to?" Marcel asked, his eyes gleaming as he watched you try to kill another bug on your lap. The action looked more like an intrepid dance than killing a bug.

You gave him a look. A look only you could give him, and he cursed himself for those eyes, still making his knees weak.

MC is with someone. MC is with someone. Someone who isn't you.

"You have no idea! They made me a buffet last night." You pointed to your neck where the "hickey" was, and Marcel's eyebrows raised in confusion.

"Those are bug bites?" Marcel asked slowly, hope bubbling in his chest.

You gave him a weird look. "Uh, yeah, what did you think they were?"

Marcel started to laugh, the hope just spilling out of him in a gasp of breath that left you asking questions that Marcel couldn't answer at the moment.

I guess I was jumping to conclusions.

❤️ OWEN

Owen was so sure you were serious that it wasn't a game, but...maybe he just let the feeling clouded his judgment.

Owen tried to look anywhere but the new asseroery on your neck but it was hard as he bit his tongue. He just wanted to know why you changed your mind, if it was all a game, or maybe you just met someone better. It was a high possibility and with the mark on your neck.

Oh God, Agate was going to have a field day with this.

You looked at Owen across the table, In concern a teacup in your hand. "You alright Owen? You grip that tea cup any harder and it might break."

Just leave it alone. Just leave it alone.

"So ye found someone to keep your bed warm at night?" Owen asked, his tone usually softer.

You raised an eyebrow in confusion to ask him who or what he was referring to before he cut you off.

"I'm just guessing from that-" Owen said, pointing towards your "hickey."

Just leave it alone. They are probably happier. Hell, if the mark is any indication, they are fine, but....if I just had another chance to prove...

"I just want you to know there is someone else out there too.....if you would have them."

Owen's gaze remained fixed on yours, and he was aware that he wasn't being particularly passive, but that wasn't his style to begin with. But even he understood it was too perilous to give out a full confession, so he opted for the word "someone" rather than himself.

Please let me be that someone.

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"Owen?" 

"Yes?" Owen asked, his voice barely audible. 

Your eyes flashed with hesitation. "What are you talking about?"

Owen gulped through his dry mouth. "Listen, lass/duck/lad, all I'm saying is that I'm here for whatever you need as a brother, mate, or something more." 

Owen gave your hand a gentle squeeze, so you could pull away at any moment, but you just held on tighter. Owen looked down at your hands, and his breathing seemed to become more even. 

"....something more." You said the words slowly like they were foreign. Your heart beat in your chest and the prospect, you leaned over closed, and Owen held his breath. However, there was a question on the edge of your tongue that you couldn't ignore. "What brought this on? What do you mean about someone in my bed?" 

Owen ran a hand through his hair. "You don't have to lie to me. I saw your love bite." 

Your eyes widen, and your hand reaches instinctively toward your neck. "What?" You remembered the mosquito bite as a familiar itch. "Oh Owen, this isn't a hickey; it's a mosquito bite." 

Owen blinked in surprise; his eyes widened, and a pink tint rose to his cheeks as he looked closer. "Ah. I see that it is." He was so caught off guard that you felt the genuine relief come off him in waves. 

The redhead got up and leaned over you, cornering you like you were prey, but you weren't scared. On the contrary, you felt quite secure when he looked at you with sincere eyes. 

"So...can I be that someone?" 

💚 ZANE

Zane's eyes always seemed to roam your body from head to toe whenever you walked into a room. 

Lips. Legs. Torso. 

He always seemed to try and figure out if anything was different, but when your hand kept going to your neck, that was what his eyes went to in a flash. 

Then, his whole world came crumbling down. 

Something bubbled up inside him—a familiar feeling he knew all too well, boiling rage. He wanted to laugh hysterically, cry, and shout all at the same time. 

Because it was all so stupid. It really was. You weren't even important. but you were. Hell, you were the most important thing to him, and you weren't even his to begin with. 

Before you knew it, you were being pulled into the other room, the door slamming behind you, making you jump. "What the hell, Zane?" 

"Who?" 

You crossed your arms; Zane's back was to you, but there was a coldness in the room that you couldn't quite comprehend. 

"Zane, you better start making sense." 

Zane whirled around, and your eyes widened at Zane's expression of hurt and hunger combined. You had to take a step back. 

Shadows are wiped out of the corners of the room, and before you know it, you're pressed against the wall, the tentacles trailing your body, leaving you with a feeling of hot pleasure. 

A tentacle grabbed your chin, tilting it to the side surprisingly gently. "Who did that to you?" 

You struggled against the shadows. "Did what, Zane?!" You asked, and you knew he wouldn't hurt you. Not this, Zane. Not you, Zane. 

"Who did you let suck on your damn neck?" Zane looked straight into your eyes, and all you saw was raw sadness staring back at you. 

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You shook your head when the realization hit you. "Zane, this isn't a hickey; it's a mosquito bite." 

Zane stopped and looked into your eyes, narrowing his own, and he must have seen the truth behind your statement because the shadows relaxed around you. 

"A mosquito bite," Zane said each word carefully, and relief hit him like a ton of bricks. 

An urge hit Zane like an animal instinct to mark you with whatever he could, although he settled on his lips. 

You nodded. "I would never. I mean, that is to say that I-" Your words died in your mouth when the shadows wrapped around you in just the right way, and Zane's mouth was on your neck. 

"Zane?" Your voice came out hoarse, and Zane chuckled. 

"I need to mark you to make sure everyone knows you're mine." 

🧡 MARGARET

Margaret felt her heart break when she saw the mark, her hands in fist as she tried not to cry. 

She thought that you—well,  she guessed it didn't matter what she thought because you already had a lover. 

It's okay. It's okay. 

Margaret repeated In her head as you spoke, clearly concerned. 

"Margaret, is everything alright?" You asked, coming closer to put a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her. 

"You have a mark." She said, her voice barely above a whisper as she pointed to your neck.

"Oh yeah." You said it in a sheepish tone. "It's a-" 

"I think I have some kind of ointment I can give you," Margaret said, turning away from you to go get the ointment her voice tighter than normal.

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Margaret waited; she waited for you to bring up this new lover. For at least Camila to spill something but nothing. 

Did you not trust her? Did you think she would get upset? Did you know about her crush on you?

It hurt like nothing before that you were already taken, but the more she thought about it, the more she just wished for your happiness. It was selfish not to trust her as a friend, and now that rooted self-doubt right into her heart. 

When you came in with another mark, she turned away. 

"Hey, Margaret, can I have some more of that ointment for this bug bite?" 

Margaret's whole world stopped as she slowly turned around to face you, her mouth finally working after what felt like a minute. 

"Your....what?" 

"My bug bite." You said, while absently scratching it, and Margaret couldn't help the smile that etched itself across her face. 

Hope filled her to the brim as she vibrated with happiness. Now, really looking at the "love bite," it did look like a bug bite. 

"I will get right on that!" Margaret said with a smile. 

If your okay with spicy asks, How do you think the RO's would react to the MC giving them bedroom eyes from across a room, maybe at a meeting/ party?

Relationship Stage: Couple 

Very Mild NSFW (just in case)

💛 Marcel 

Marcel feels his eyes on him and turns to find you looking at him with that look. That look made him completely forget about the conversation he was having with the person in front of him. 

How could he focus when you were looking at him like that? 

With a smile, he politely exited and went over to you, kissing you ever so softly. 

"Is there something you need?" Marcel asked, his voice light, even if his eyes were full of lust. The lust in his eyes darkened when you gave him a coy smile. 

"No, can't I just look at my boyfriend?" You asked too innocently, and Marcel fought the urge to take you into his arms. 

Marcel cursed a little in old Latin and softly held your hand, helping you stand. 

"I...desire you," Marcel whispered in your ear, making you gasp. No coy remarks. Instead, it's just a blunt need. The silent question was in his eyes, and you answered by pulling him up the stairs into your bedroom.

🧡 Margaret 

I don't think she would understand right away, but when she does, she is a blushing mess. She felt something inside flutter, and she felt a deep desire. Whoever she is talking to will see that her face is as red as a tomato, and she would have to leave the room out of embarrassment, not noticing that you were following her.

"Margaret!" 

When her name was called, Margaret spun around to see you walking towards her, worry on your face. 

"Are you okay?" Those were the first words out of your mouth when you stopped in front of her. 

Margaret shook her head, and her hands went to rest on her cheeks; they were warm to the touch. 

"Everything is fine. I just got a little overwhelmed." She said it meekly. 

You frowned. "Margaret..." You sighed. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-" 

"You didn't!" Margaret's hand grabbed your own, making you look into Margaret's eyes. 

Margaret felt herself shutter in want and looked down at the ground in embarrassment. "I'm not uncomfortable. I just..." Margaret's words trailed off. 

You gave Margaret's hand a gentle squeeze in support. Margaret swallowed and looked into your eyes, not breaking the intensity. 

"I just really wanted you." 

❤️ Owen 

He would stare with a raised eyebrow. Owen would let you know with his eyes exactly what was going to happen before walking over to you with all the confidence in the world. Owen's eyes roamed your figure as he helped you up and out of the chair. 

"If we weren't in public, lass/duck/lad, I would carry you out here." 

You felt your breath quicken as you stepped even closer to him. "What's stopping you?" 

Owen tilted his head, seeming to think for a moment before grinning at you. 

"Nothing." He whispered in your ear before he started to drag you out of the room. 

You both made it to the door until you heard the sound of a throat clearing behind you. 

"Ahem." 

Owen and you turned to Aunt Zinnia, a hand on her hips and eyes dark. You could feel Owen sag beside you in defeat. 

"Shit." 

💙 Rosemary 

People's eyes are usually on her every time she walks into the room. So what made this different? You. The minute Rosemary noticed that look on your face, she couldn't help but be pleased with herself. Your eyes were the ones that she wanted on you, and the need to be near you would be so strong as she swayed over to your side, a smirk on her face. 

"Dollface/Angelface/Handsome if you keep looking at me like that, people might think you're not so well-behaved." 

"Who said I was well-behaved?" You whispered close, and Rosemary just gave you a coy smile. 

"Do I have to teach it to you?" Rosemary raised an eyebrow. "How can a lady think when you're looking at her like that?" 

Rosemary didn't comment when your arms wrapped around her waist. 

"How about we don't think for a while?" You said, a teasing tone in her ear, and Rosemary grinned. 

🩵 Tai

All you would see was a blank stare before Tai would turn back to what he was doing. But on the inside, Tai would be having a mental battle to not drag you to the bedroom. 

Did you know what you were doing to him? 

All his thoughts had already consumed you, and now you were giving him this look? 

Tai breathed in and out, knowing that you two would have a private moment alone sooner or later where he could properly have you with sweet words and tender touches. 

Good things happen to those who wait. 

💚 Zane

The moment Zane saw the look on your face, he felt himself grin from ear to ear. Desire was deep in his eyes as he gave you the same look right back. 

Although he was hungrier, he was more animalistic, like a snake ready to swallow his prey. 

No matter what Zane was doing, he was coming to you, a gasp escaping your lips when he kissed you.

Long and deep, full of promises and love that he never thought he would feel. 

When you both came up for breath, you could feel eyes on you, and then Zane's lips were on your skin again, tender and then hungry, until your head hit the wall behind you in bliss. 

"Do you think you can look at me like that and not have a consequence for your actions? " Zane whispered against your skin. 

A shiver went down your spine, and Zane laughed. "It isn't a consequence, hm? It's more of a reward." Before you know it, Zane has picked you up from the floor, your legs around his waist.

"Isn't that right, little lion?" 

When will the next update to My Inner Sins be? Also, you mentioned on the itch.io page in one of the comments that you may be taking beta testers soon! If you'd like, I can beta test for you if needed :)

Thank you so much for reading! 😊👍As for chapter four, I have no idea, I plan for it to be quite longer than chapter three so it will take time however I have faith it will be before the end of summer (August for me). I will make a post about beta testers if I need a few extra. I have gotten a few offers, but I will find out if I need extra time when I have written the final draft of chapter four.

how would the RO's react if it was the MC who got amnesia and couldn't remember them/being in a relationship with them?

💛 Marcel

Marcel would fight tooth and nail for your relationship. Marcel would nag doctors (human and supernatural) till he found you a cure. He would tell you all about your dates and bring you pictures that you took together. Anything he could think of that would make you remember.

🧡 Margaret

Margaret would be like Marcel and would try to make you remember by telling you things about the places you visited together, how you made her feel, and anything she could think of.

❤️ Owen

Owen would try to stay away but couldn't. It all hurt too much, but at the same time, you were too much to ignore, so he would be with you. And try to build your relationship again, but I have not told you about your relationship before. He wants you to choose him out of love and not out of obligation. 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary couldn't do it. Trust me, she would try, but in the end, she would stay away. The way you reacted to her touch was like it was unfamiliar. The way you looked at her made you look at her like a stranger. No, she wasn't strong enough, so in the end, she would leave you, not only for her but because she felt like she was making you live in the past when you needed to focus on the future.

🩵 Tai

Tai would not stop working until he found you a cure. He wouldn't eat. He wouldn't sleep (not that he did that in the first place). He couldn't function without you, so he had to make you better. Make you remember.

💚 Zane

Whoever did this to you would be dead. He couldn't live without you, and whoever did this to you was going to pay. Nobody would be able to stop him. If you were to ever reclaim your memory, he wouldn't be the same person you remembered. 

Update (6/21/2024)

Hello everyone! It's me, Florence. I just wanted to let you know that writing is going smoothly, and I have so many ideas to put in Chapter Four that I want to make it longer. Lol. I had a little coding mishap, but nothing I can't fix with a few online forms and patience. Hopefully, chapter four will be done by the end of August (that's my goal). I also have been working on another Interactive fiction on the side, I don't know if I'll ever release it but it's nice to practice writing without having to feel the pressure of anyone seeing it. Lol.

Started my internship for my actual job this summer, so the writing process might slow down, but there are flexible hours, so I am not too worried about it.

To people who have been sending me an asks, sorry for the late replies. Please understand that I am using my writing time to write My Inner Sins. Please send the asks, tho, and I will get to them as soon as I can!

Now on a more serious note, to the person or people who keep sending me anti-LGBTQ+ questions and comments about my characters, I have tried to ignore them and not answer but it has gotten out of hand. This is your only and final warning before you are blocked. I try to be nice, but it puts me in a state of utter distress seeing such hateful things when I wake up.

Thank you all for reading!

- Florence