Star Crossed Myth - Department Of Punishment

Star Crossed Myth - Department of Punishment

ZYGLAVIS (💛) - Reassuring you.

You were walking home as fast as you can to start working on the assignments your teacher gave you.

The sun was setting, you reached home changed your clothes and started washing the dishes left in the sink. Folded the clothes and ironed your clean uniform for tomorrow. 6.30 pm you got a phone call from your mom telling you she will be late for dinner. You sighed, she always works so hard. You started your assignment knowing it will take you another evening to complete it. Your mom came home and you two ate in silence. She has dark circles under her eyes, a clear sign of her sleeplessness. " Mom. How was the meeting ? You don't have any extra work this weekend, right? " she smiled and said " no". She looked relieved.

1 am, you heard someone typing something in the living room, it's mom. She lied to you, because you wanted to go to the movie theater with her on Sunday and she couldn't refuse you. She knew your love for movies and she wanted to spend some time with you. Your mom went to work and you went to school as usual.

Around 2pm you were called to the principal's office. She told you " Your mother has collapsed at work. Your mother's co worker will pick you up within 15 minutes."

Your mom was awake. The doctor told you she is alright but she has been diagnosed with diabetes. But he warned both of you that this should never happen again.

Your mom had to stay in the hospital for two days. That night Zyglavis visited you and your mom in the hospital. You were a happy to see him since you last saw him two weeks ago. " How are you?" he said. " Fine". " How is work? " you asked. He smiled and said department of punishment were busy . He seemed tired almost like a human. He wanted to stay but the hospital staff refused to let him stay.

You wanted to talk to him. After telling your mom you went to the mansion. It was empty. " He told me he would be here today" you recalled. You went to his room and saw a letter on the floor.

It read " My sweetheart, Jessica. I have talked to your parents about our wedding. They are delighted and want the ceremony to take place as soon as possible. I wanted to tell you this in person but i have some business to attend first. Please take care of yourself my love".

You couldn't believe what you just read. How could he do this to you? Did you not mean anything to him? Were you just a toy for him to play with? You wanted to cry but no tears were falling from your eyes.

Zyglavis came back to his room 15 minutes later. You have already left the mansion. He was waiting for you. There was a knock on the door. He answered it immediately. Instead of you it was his cousin sister Jessica. Jessica rushed inside his room, she was looking for something. " Did you see the letter? I think i dropped it somewhere. " she said. " What letter? " he asked . " The letter that was in my hand along with the documents you asked me to bring. It was from my fiance". " What was written in that letter? " he asked cautiously. " Did you forget about my wedding, brother? My fiance went to my parents to get their blessings."

9 pm, you were sitting beside your mom's bed on the chair with the letter in your hand, wondering what went wrong between you two. You loved him but he was there making plans to marry some goddess while lying to you about being busy with work. There was a knock on the window. You opened it saw Zyglavis and a beautiful woman. You knew he is here to finally announce his marriage. " What do you want, Mr. Zyglavis? Are you here to announce your marriage? you said in a cold and emotionless tone. Before he could say something the woman, Jessica apologized and explained you everything. " I am sorry, it was all my fault. My brother will never never do something to hurt you. " saying that she left. " I am sorry " you said ashamed. He gently raised your chin " Its not your fault, anybody reading that letter would have thought so." " I will never leave you my love. You are my one and only. He gently kissed you on the forehead. Your mom got discharged from the hospital the next day and she took a two weeks leave from her office. The next day all the three of you went to watch the movie in the theater.

SCM - Department of Wishes-

Meeting the gods for the first time. ( There thoughts and personalities )

Side note - I haven't read all of their main stories and side stories.

They might be a bit out of character, I apologize 😔

LEON

• Wasn't too happy about the idea of going to earth.

• Thinks of humans as pets.

• Hates the idea of working with a human; but mc is the only way back to heaven.

• Doesn't believe in love.💔

• Think mc is stupid at first.

• Slowly starts respecting her as a person.

KARNO

• Knows the mc from childhood, but this is their first time actually meeting each other.

• Feels sorry about erasing her memory.

• Likes humans and cares about them.

• Supports the mc in every way possible.

HUEDHAUT

• He was heartbroken after Clotho 's death.

• He vowed never to fall in love again; until he met you.

• He has got your back always, you can count on him.

• Never ever tries talk to you about your past life, even though he gets plenty of chances.

• He loves you and wants you to be happy, even if he is not the one standing by your side in this life.

• He is kind and compassionate. 🙂

TAUXOLOUVE

• He is curious about life on earth and likes humans.

• He has a good relationship with his parents. His mom and dad adores him.

• He thinks mc is the woman from his vision and he is right.

• He is compassionate and respectful.

• His life motto " What's the point of making meaningful relationships? I am going to die leaving her heartbroken. 😭 ".

• Falls in love with you anyway. 💕

•You are the best thing that happened to him.

AIGONORUS

• Wasn't too interested in the mc or the reward from the King.

• Is concerned about the dark king's resurrection.

• Has a hard time falling in love because of past bad experience.

• Still trusts you with his heart , so don't break it.

• Sleeps a lot. 😴

TEORUS

• Had a traumatic childhood and has abandonment issues.

• Doesn't understand the concept of love.

• Wasn't too interested in the reward.

• Tries to be helpful sometimes.

• Calls mc Goldie.

• Gossip Queen .👸

The ask box is always open. Feel free to request something or simply chat with me. 🙂

I am accepting all types of requests except NSFW and yandere.

I need ideas to write more.

Re-blog if you're accepting anonymous asks from anyone about anything

Can you write a fic about Tauxolouve comforting a female reader with body dysmorphia? It's OK if you don't want to.🌷 Have a good day or night. 😊

"Gorgeous"

Genre: comfort

Warnings: body dysmorphia

A/N: I hope I did your request justice and portrayed it properly 💐💝

Pulling up the zipper, you nuzzled your nose in the fabric of your oversized jacket, wanting desperately to seperate youself from eveything and everyone around you.

You were sitting in your car, your hands in your pockets and your hood covering your head in your need to hide every bit of skin from your very own eyes.

Every inch of your body was shaking, your heart clenching at the feeling of anxiety you had just experienced inside the clothing store.

It had too many mirrors for your liking and just as you so fearfully expected, your mind pulled you in and you ended up staring at yourself in the changing room's mirror for over a half hour, analyzing your every feature. Face, neck, body, hands, legs, they were all under inspection.

Your eyes were merciless on yourself, judging every part on you in the cruelest way possible.

The shape of your eyes wasn't pretty enough, your forehead wasn't the right size, your face not the right shape and even your complexion had so many flaws it was nearly impossible for you to live in it.

Folding your forearms on the stirring wheel, you buried your face in them, as tears swelled in your eyes. Your shoulders jolted, pain overtaking your soul as you sobbed and cried, wetting the sleeves of your jacket.

You sobbed louder, without a care in the world as the windows of your car where shut, blocking the sound of your pain, echoing in the void of your heart, where your self love should've been.

A knock on the window of the passenger's seat made your ragged breaths hitch and you peeked from your folded hands to look at the source of the noise and your heart skipped a beat at the sight of the man standing there.

Tauxolouve waved his hand at you and smiled softly, his dark eyes gentle and ready to listen.

You unlocked the doors and Tauxolouve opened the one on your right, joining you in the car.

"Why's my little lady crying?" He asked in a quiet voice, not wanting to upset you further.

You sobbed as you backed yourself against the door and continued sobbing with your face hidden beneath your hood and even then, you kept trying to pull it lower, wanting to hide as deep in it as you could.

Tauxolouve remained silent, giving you time to cry and let it all out, without leaving your side once, nor growing tired of you. When he said he'd always be there for you, he meant it and was never taking it back.

Once your tears subsided, with your hands still shaking a little, you watched as his hand went to your knee, giving it a squeeze.

"I'm here whenever you feel ready to talk."

You nodded and took a deep breath, cooling down your burning lungs and letting your hands drop from your hood to your lap. "It hurts." Your bottom lip quivered again and your voice cracked. "It hurts to never feel enough. It hurts to avoid mirrors, because I know they'll bring me into situations like these." You said, motioning with your hands around you.

"Can I hug you...?"

You nodded and he gently gathered you into his arms, his caramel scent soothing your tense muscles a little.

"If only I could show you... How truly breathtaking you are." He spoke and he rubbed your back soothingly. "If I painted you, you would be able to see yourself through my own eyes and see how beautiful you are to those whose gazes fall upon you." His fingers curled under your chin, tilting your head upwards to face him. "You're gorgeous."

"Then why can't I see it...?"

Tauxolouve inspected your face for some moments and then smiled, placing a small peck to the tip of your nose. "There's only so much beauty a mind can comprehend." He gently slid down your hood and patted the top of your head with his big, warm hand. "Sometimes we can't acknowledge the things sitting right in front of us alone, so we need a helping hand."

You laid your head on his chest, your breathing growing steady and slow once more, as your cheek nuzzled against his chest.

"I'm here for you. Through thick and thin." He cupped your face in his two large hands. "So why don't we start slowly?"

You raised a brow at his words.

"For example," He rested his forehead against your own, staring deep into your lovely eyes with the stars of a goddess dancing in them, like shooting stars in the dark of the night. "let's start by going back inside." He motioned towards the direction of the store with his head. "If you feel overwhelmed again, we can always take a step back and come another time or do it another way altogether."

You were skeptical as you thought his words through, but soon enough, you reached a decision, even if that was a hesitant one. "Alright..."

"Thank you for trusting me." Tauxolouve smiled at you and gave your lips a sweet kiss. "And remember. We can always leave if you start to feel overwhelmed. I just want you to live your life with a smile on your face and be strong to push through the hardships." He kissed your cheek and patted your head. "I know you'll come out a winner, as long as it takes."

SCM- Department of Wishes

Karno (❤) cheering up a sad mc would include -

• Him cautiously asking you the reason for your sadness making sure you don't feel offended in the process .

• Him taking you out on small dates ( cafes or libraries or your favorite place ).

• Making sure you are comfortable and cared for.

• Helping you with your work.

• Him talking about his own struggles and day to day life.

• Cooking you food, if you live alone. ( Don't worry it's safe ).🥘 🍳 🍱

• Helping you with your chores, if you want him to.

Hello.

Can you please write a fic about teenager Tauxolouve spending time with his mom and dad?

I have always wondered, what teenager Tauxolouve might have been like.

Since Voltage choose to discontinue SCM, i guess we will never know. 😭😤

Please write something. 🌷💗

"Paint and vision"

Genre: fluff

Warnings: spoiler for Tauxolouve's main story

A/N: Fanfiction is here to save what the canon couldn't, so here you go love <3

Setting his paintbrush to the side, Tauxolouve took a step back, admiring his painting from its fully glory.

Nasir, who had just came out of their house, was left impressed at the masterpiece of his son, the son he didn't create himself, but felt as if he did. Walking up to the canvas, Nasir's lips naturally curled into a smile. "This is... Excellent." He breathed, genuinely amazed by Tauxolouve's excellence in skills.

Tauxolouve stole a glance at the man he grew up acknowledging as his father, but then again, he wasn't wrong. He raised him with the love and care befitting that of a father's. "You like it?"

"Of course I do." He smiled brightly at him, reaching out a hand to caress his head. "And I'm sure your mom will like it too."

"I want her to see it." Tauxolouve stared up at his father, a spark of young excitement flaming in his dark eyes.

Nasir smiled down at him affectionately, a sense of emotionalism tugging at his heartstrings. Looking down at the young man, he could depict the facial features of his best friend and his mortal wife, mixing into something so precious, they made sure it's safe before they even cared for their own lives.

"Yes, your mom will surely love it." Nasir spoke quietly and Tauxolouve smiled innocently, thinking he was referring to Sofia, not even knowing about the existence of Kronos or Nadi yet. His heart was still pure and without anything to bother about, other than his paintings and his friends. "I have an idea."

Tauxolouve peered up at him intrigued.

"Why don't we hang it in the house?"

Tauxolouve's eyebrows rose, staring at his father a little surprised.

"That is if you're also okay with it. It'd make our house so much prettier."

Tauxolouve's eyes shifted to the colorful canvas and a peaceful smile crept up on his lips.

"What are you two doing?" Sofia's voice reached them as she approached, her white dress flowing in her path.

Nasir motioned for her to come closer, without taking his eyes off the painting and Sofia complied, her face lighting up at the sight of it as well. Nasir chuckled at her expression. "Beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes...!" She cupped Tauxolouve's cheeks with his hands and pressed her lips to his forehead. "You're so talented, Louie."

With his cheeks still squeezed, he smiled at Sofia, the woman who stayed true by his side and cared for him, like his biological mother didn't managed, even though she wanted to. "Wanna hang it in the living room?" He asked and Sofia's eyes squinted affectionately at him.

"That would be an honour for us." He said, talking for both herself and her husband.

Nasir stole a good and long glace at Tauxolouve and smiled knowingly. "Have you changed your hairstyle?"

"Maybe." He responded and shrugged his shoulders, smiling back slyly.

"It suits him." Sofia said, running her fingers through his silky, slicked back hair.

"If you excuse me," Nasir spoke up. "I need to go make our home beautiful." With caution, he picked up the canvas and Tauxolouve nodded, pleased and proud of himself. "You coming?"

"Later." He said. "I'm gonna practice a little."

"As you wish."

Agreeing to hang the canvas on the wall of their living room, Nasir took it and with caution went inside to place it on the wall and fill up their home with Tauxolouve's beautiful art.

With Nasir and Sofia gone, Tauxolouve had remained alone at the pretty lake with the centaur monument, idly unaware who it was sculpted for.

Tauxolouve focused his eyes on a small rock, sitting my the lake and he snapped his fingers, with the intent to make it float. Upon snapping his fingers, he gasped in surprise at the sudden pain, when an arrow hit him directly in the chest.

A vision flashed before his eyes. The colours were grey and the forms blurry, but he could make out a face. A really crucial face. His own, but more grown up, judging from the maturity of his features.

A woman was leaning against him and he held her close, tightly, the tension of the moment obvious even to an outsider. The woman's face was not clear, but he felt his heart breaking upon looking at her and dread for his own self.

The vision faded after some moments and his eyes were left wide, looking down at his own hands. Shock, fear, despair, he experienced everything at once. "I'm..." He utter in a shaky voice. "I'm going to die..."