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𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐞!

𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜

Barbatos x G/N Reader

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜...

Kozume Kenma x Reader

𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜!

Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader

𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

Kira (OC) x Shoto Todoroki

Genre: Slow burn, angst, strangers to friends to lovers, tragic backstory, heroes

A/N: I was so busy the last couple of days I wrote this chapter, but I managed to finish it!

Word Count: 1k (1,055)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫? 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧...

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚: 𝐀 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐅𝐎 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐅𝐎'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑

~Shoto~

The one day that I was able to avoid my old man's training session, I had to be inconvenienced with someone else.

All I wanted was to read at the park. My house always feels too cramped to actually relax.

But I also feel rather guilty.

The girl that talked to me initially annoyed me with her constant attempts to have a conversation, but as I saw her getting dragged away, I couldn't help but feel frustrated with myself. I saw that man approaching her. I could've stopped him if I wanted to.

But I didn't.

It shouldn't even matter to me. I'll never see that girl again. We didn't even share our names. And even if we did, she said that she's not allowed to leave her house without permission.

I should just forget. It's not my fault that she ran away and stayed to talk to me…

I walked back home, trying to forget about what had happened. I have other pressing matters to worry about.

As I walk through the door, I am greeted by my older sister, Fuyumi.

“Welcome back, Shoto! I made you some lunch before you train with dad.” She smiled as I sat at the table, eating the food. She sat across me, flaunting her new glasses.

“You like em’, don't you?” I could not desipher if she meant her glasses or the food she made for me. I took a guess, saying my answer cautiously.

“...Yes?” Fuyumi shook her head in disapproval, probably already knowing what I was thinking.

“Shoto! I mean the glasses! Don't you like them? I got them yesterday after I went to get my prescription renewed.” I nodded, not understanding what was so exciting about the glasses. All I could do was agree.

“Now, Shoto, do you like the food?” I nodded quickly, patiently waiting to answer after I finished my food.

“It's delicious,” My sister looked at me expectingly as she waited for me to finish more of my food. I looked back to her and nodded my head.

“...Thank you.”

She smiled brightly as she came around the table to give me an unexpected hug. My body tensed up as she shook me back and forth.

“You're most certainly welcome!” She picked up my empty plate and put it in the sink, waving a hand when I tried to wash my own plate.

“Go and get ready for training, Sho.” I gave a curt and unamused nod, walking slowly to the training room. I wanted nothing to do with the old man’s traing sessions, but he drilled it into my head that I needed to, “Be the strongest student at U.A.!” I couldn't care less about what the old man said. I could just train on my own.

But as I slid the door open, I noticed that the room looked different. There was more training equipment, and my father sat on a small bench, staring at the wall. When he finally saw me waiting, he rose to stand in front of me. He looked into my eyes, attempting to intimidate me.

“Shoto. I did not say you could skip your training.” He said in his usual voice. The same voice that sounded like he would yell at me any minute. I did not flinch though, because I've been used to this. It is the routine.

“Where were you? Explain to me what you found more interesting than attending your strength training?” I held in an annoyed sigh, knowing that any attempt to calm down would be met with anger. I stared back into his eyes and braced myself.

“I was reading in the park,” the smallest specks of flames threatened to erupt from my father's body, so I shook my head.

“If you want me to be the number 1 hero, you can't work me until I'm dead. I need to rest.”

The old man's face morphed into complete anger – flames erupting. I continued to stand there as if I wasn't bothered, but it did bother me. Unexpectedly, he began to laugh. His laughter turned into louder laughter, then he yelled out in triumph.

“Oh, we're going to work you today!” He laughed once more, causing my head to spin for a moment.

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I opened my bedroom door before I collapsed onto my bed. I took a deep breath in. I took a deep breath out. I would not let this get one over on me.

As I attempted to breath through the pain, I subconsciously thought about that girl.

That annoying, troubled girl.

I can't say much, because I'm not in the best situation either.

The point is, I started thinking about the girl, and I wondered if she was okay. Was she serious when she said she was going to get in trouble? Is she being punished right now? Why was she so willing to tell a complete stranger about her situation?

All of these questions would remain unanswered, because I would never see her again. I would never hear her talk about how her father locks her in their house, only allowing her to go on with permission and a bodyguard. I was never going to ask her what other quirks she was going to get when she turned 15.

And despite the initial irritation I felt towards her, I could see her side of things. I don't interact with anyone because it's a waste. Nobody wants to know how I actually feel – because I'm Endeavor’s son. That girl only came up to talk to me because she desired freedom. She ran away from her guardian because she wanted to have a choice to leave her house. I can leave whenever I want, although I would likely receive yelling from everyone under this household. But she can't.

And that brings back the guilt.

If I had warned her about the man approaching us, she could've run away. She could've run far, far away and never seen me again.

But she would be free….

I continued to breathe in. And breathe out. And I continued until I fell asleep. I couldn't think about unnecessary things if I wasn't conscious.

I should have this dilemma figured out by morning. It shouldn't be my focus.

So I will erase it from my memory and forget it ever happened.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

ʜᴏᴡ ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ᴍᴇɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ

ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ

(Monstadt Ver.)

Genshin Men x Reader

Warning(s): Mentions of spiders/killing spiders

Genre: Fluff, crack fic

A/N: I thought about how different Genshin Impact characters would react to seeing a spider and I couldn't stop myself from writing this!

Also, sorry in advance, but I'm not gonna write for Mika. I don't know ANYTHING about him, and I don't feel like reading up on him just to make a small headcanon about him

Monstadt ver. Liyue ver. Inazuma ver. Sumeru ver.

Fontaine ver.

The Men of Genshin (individually) hear you scream in horror. When they run into the room, assuming you're in trouble, they see you huddled in a corner while shakily pointing at the other side of the room...

"THERE'S A SPIDER! KILL IT! KILL IT!"

With no other choice but to confront your source of terror, they...

𝙆𝙖𝙚𝙮𝙖

You might think that Kaeya was at least a little bit afraid of bugs like everyone else, but he's the Calvary Captain... He's had to camp out in the wilderness and deal with all sorts of critters. He's worried about bigger things than a tiny bug.

He walks up to where the spider is and bravely steps on it. He looks back at you with a teasing smile, trying to contain his laughter.

"Do you feel better now?" He asks you as you cross your arms in mock frustration.

"It was a really scary spider..."

Kaeya walks over to the corner you hid in and pats your head.

"I'm sure it was."

𝘿𝙞𝙡𝙪𝙘

Diluc was really busy with his work when he heard your scream. He didn't even bother letting one of his maids check on you because he was already sprinting to check on you. When he found you on the floor, pointing to the spider, he calmed down and tensed up at the same time. For one, he was relieved to see that you weren't in any actual danger... But he was also not prepared to kill a spider.

Despite his body's response, he pushed forward and stepped on the spider. He immediately went to your side to comfort you.

"Are you alright? You probably gave everyone in the mansion a fright." (Yes, he was the one in fright, but he's not gonna admit that).

You smiled, giving his shoulder a squeeze. It was as if you were comforting him.

"Thanks for checking on me."

"Of course." He gave a small smile back, and you both went back to your work.

𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪

Venti is either completely sober or absolutely drunk. THERE'S NO IN BETWEEN! So let's imagine two different scenarios...

Completely sober Venti will come to your rescue by getting a small piece of paper and a cup. He'd trap the spider in the cup and move the spider outside. Once he comes back inside, he'll squat down in front of you and bat his eyes at you teasingly. You'd pat his head and give him a grateful smile.

"Thanks for rescuing me..." He'd smile back and give you a cheeky smile of his own.

"I'll always come to your rescue!" He'd bat his eyes and look back at you with a finger on his chin.

"... But it'll cost you a smooch!"

But when you're dealing with an almost blackout drunk Venti... He's not rescuing anyone.

In fact, he's hiding behind you, pushing you to kill the spider.

"KILL IT WITH FIRE! IT'S GONNA EAT ME!" He's screaming his head off. You'll get so tired of it, you'll, somehow, temporarily get over your fears and kill the spider yourself. You look back at Venti as he's experiencing a full on meltdown, and you try to comfort him as best as you can.

"... Why did you kill that spider!? We could've kept it and named it Barbatos Jr.! Whyyyy!!!"

At this point, you were done with his behavior and decided to just let him be.

𝘼𝙡𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙤

He's on the case! He gently picks up the spider and cups it in his hands. He's not even afraid to touch the spider. He walks back in the room and nods in your direction.

"The spider will not be a problem anymore. I've let it free outside." He tries his best to give you a small smile to comfort you. Before you can get another word in, though, he's already headed back to his lab and he just... continues to work...

Before you lose all hope of hearing another word of comfort from him, he reappears in the room's doorway. He crouches in front of you and puts his hand on your head. He's not sure what else to do, but it seems to make you feel better, so he just stays like that for a bit.

"Please, do try to not scream next time. I thought you were hurt."

"I can't promise anything."

𝙍𝙖𝙯𝙤𝙧

He also believes in not hurting the spider, so he tries his best to get rid of the spider for you. He doesn't really understand why you're scared of it, but he doesn't have time to question it. If you're scared, he has to do something about it!

When he manages to get rid of it, he immediately comforts you.

"Are you okay? Did spider do something that scare you?" You shake your head in shame, which ends up making Razor confused. But he's learned not to question things like this, at least, not in the moment. He'll ask about it later.

For now, he'll give you a tight hug and hope that he can comfort you with his actions instead of his words.

𝘽𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙩

Normally, Bennett doesn't have luck killing spiders for you, but he tries his best. If he does manage to kill it, you are forever in his debt.

You only do this because he just spent the last ten minutes attempting to kill the spider, and you feared for your life while he was doing so. He turns to see your head peeping into the doorway with the bedroom door slightly closed. Were you trying to lock him in the room if he failed?!?

"Sorry I took so long, but I got the spider!" His smile drops slightly as he sees you slowly backing away into the hallway.

"You... You can come back in the room..." You come back into the room and give him a grateful hug, trying your best not to laugh at the pout on his face.

"Thank you for using a bit of your luck to kill the spider..." The smile he once had reappears on his face, and he hugs you back.

"I wish it was luck. I'd say it was more determination than that-"

"Just take the compliment!"

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜

Barbatos x G/N Reader

Genre: Fluff, demons, help with any work (that's all I've got)

A/N: Does anybody else need some sort of noise in the room in order to work, but if it's too much noise, you get distracted? No... Just me? Okay.

When you first entered the Devildom, you were extremely overwhelmed with the change of environment. Before you were randomly transported to what you would consider Hell, you were finally able to actually sit down and attempt to complete your school work. Well, you attempted to, but then you were transported to this place, and immediately met with a bunch of men staring you down.

When you asked where you were and how you were going to get back home, the man in front of you spoke.

"Why, you're in the Devildom as an exchange student! You'll be here for a year, according to our exchange program rules." He said enthusiastically as if your whole world wasn't just thrown off balance. You looked around and almost screamed at how big and intimidating these men were. They were so... Tall.

How were you supposed to survive this? You didn't even have time to get your things. You didn't even want to be here! You wouldn't be able to even get through the night without your favorite pillow. What were you supposed to do-

You felt a tap on your shoulder, causing you to turn around with your fists in front of you. The man behind you only gave you a small smile and nodded to the luggage in his hands, nudging them in your direction. You took the suitcases and blinked in confusion. You tried to speak, but he beat you to it.

"I'm sorry for the delay. I've gathered all of the things I believe you need. If there is anything more that you need, you can contact me and I will get it for you." His teal hair didn't move even a bit when he gave a deep head bow. Everything about him was in place, no imperfections.

After that, you began to stick to the only demon you weren't afraid or annoyed to talk to.

"Barbatos, could you help me with this work?" The butler immediately came to your rescue as you struggled to comprehend what was considered an easy math problem. He stood to your side and glanced at your work before he let out a small laugh. You frowned and looked up to see his usual ghost of a smile on his face.

"I do not want to insult your intelligence, but is this really a problem you need guidance on?" Your frown deepened as you scanned the math problem once more. Nothing came to your head as you stared at it more, so you looked back up at Barbatos, only to see him in a seat beside you. He slid the paper in front of him and began to explain how to solve it.

He was always like this. Most of the time, he would help you even without your insistence, or he'd wait for you to ask him for his help. He would swoop in and save the day, and he'd never bat an eye. He was always so calm and patient when it came to working with you, and you started to think that he had a soft spot for you.

Even when the brothers at the House of Lamentation helped you with whatever you needed, you often reached out to Barbatos for assistance. And he gladly helped you out. He'd even come to your classes and give you things that you had only mentioned in passing. For example...

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to give MC this lunch I've prepared for them."

"MC, you will most definitely need these paintbrushes for your art class."

"You left your wallet at the castle." You almost choke on your food as he gently places down your item on the lunch table. "I apologize for the scare. I did not intend to show up without warning."

The butler did these things without skipping a beat. He was always on schedule, even when he decided to visit you. If you didn't know any better, you'd think that Barbatos was randomly visiting you when he had time off.

Unfortunately, everything he did was planned out.

But that was okay. As long as he made an effort to bond with you, you didn't mind his uptight schedule.

A/N: Sorry for how short this is... I've had this in my drafts for a week or two, and I'm only releasing it now because I didn't know how to finish it. Hope you enjoyed it either way!

𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

Neuvillette x Immortal! G/N Reader

Genre: Fluff, immortals/long living characters, eternal lovers, married couple, established relationship

A/N: I was scrolling through Tumblr and got inspired to write this from ONLY seeing Neuvillette's name. Anyways, I wrote this while listening to Malice Mizer (Gardenia, Au Revoir, and Baroque are my current favorites), so I hope y'all enjoy <3

You and Neuvillette have always loved each other, but you both often had doubts on if you'd be together forever. Especially given the fact that your husband is a dragon and you were cursed with immortality. And these doubts weren't because you didn't love each other or because you both didn't think the other person didn't love you. No, the doubts were because you both thought you'd get bored of each other.

You practically knew Neuvillette from inside and out, and you assumed that your husband knew the same about you. If you knew someone that well, you'd probably get tired of them after a while. Especially after being with them for 300 years.

You were cursed with immortality 100 years before you met your equally immortal lover, at the lovely age of 20. It wasn't because you did something wrong like break a contract, or even sell your soul to a witch and they gave you immortality. You were cursed because your homegrown garden had grown over to your neighbor's side of the fence.

Your neighbor happened to be a mage, or wizard, or whatever, and had a tendency to hold grudges. So, they sent you a letter that passed on the curse of immortality to anyone who read it. As soon as you were told this by said mage, wizard, or whatever they were, you burned the note to completion, and you never looked back.

You met Neuvillette when you first moved to Fontaine. You would hear all sorts of rumors about the man at court, and you often found everyone's words to be true. The rumors couldn't be more wrong, because you were confronted by a man that was nothing like what the whispered words said.

Neuvillette treated you as his equal, and when you became closer, a confidant. He never spoke badly about anyone, even the criminals he would sentence to a life in prison. He was always curious about how humans acted, and he couldn't be further from the image that you conjured in your head.

He was kind to anyone or anything he passed by, and even when he was faced with the public in court, he would make the trials as fair as he could. He never wanted to declare someone guilty unless he really believed they deserved it, and he was always consistent with his judgments. It did not matter how much he loved you, because if you ever did something that was against the law, he would make his conclusions based on facts. Never on emotions.

And as you saw the way he grew before your eyes, you couldn't help but feel entranced. Every time he spoke to you, you always wondered if he felt the exact same. He never alluded to his feelings for anyone unless he said how he felt, which wasn't often. You didn't notice your love for him until he finally spoke to you about his feelings.

"Dear, I do not know how to confess this to you, but I was told by the Melusines that my feelings for you were known as 'love'. Do you, perhaps, 'love' me as well?"

To say that you were shocked was an understatement. Regardless, you both explored the meaning of "love" with one another, and you both fell hard. Neuvillette couldn't be away from you for even a second, and he always whispered his desires to protect and love you forever in his sleep. You couldn't help but share the sentiment with him.

Now, the only things that had changed were Neuvillette's clinginess, and he seemed more sure and determined to make Fontaine a better place. For you, you finally stopped getting distracted at the thought of coming home to your husband and spending every waking second with him, and you decided that finding new hobbies to try wouldn't hurt you. Despite the changes, you both were still in love with each other. It was just more subtle, and not as needy.

Neuvillette was busy studying cases from the last couple of years, so you took it upon yourself to make a list of things you needed to buy from the market. You made a list of what to get, and you were on your merry way to the center of Fontaine.

When you finally arrived, you noticed all of the things that they had exclusively had at the markets. They had mini sculptures of the Hydro Archon, Furina, who you knew well. There were other knick knacks across the tables as well, but you only bought the things you intended to.

That was until you came across the cutest thing: a mini dragon sculpture. It was a beautiful sea blue, and it looked very similar to your husband's dragon form. You immediately picked it up and bought it. You quickly made your way back home and swiftly found the appropriate materials to wrap the tiny dragon in. You intended to gift it to Neuvillette as soon as he got home, and knowing him, he'd probably love anything you gave him.

You patiently waited for him to get home, and he did not disappoint you. As he walked through the door, undressing himself from his court robes, you stood in front of him with your gift waiting in your hands. He turned to give you a small smile as he leaned down to softly kiss you. As he pulled away, he noticed your hands moving the object in your hands impatiently, and he continued to smile at your antics.

You practically shoved the gift into his chest when he finally gestured for the item. He looked to you for guidance, and you only nodded, gesturing that he unwrapped your gift. He did so, and his smile turned into confusion. You laughed before giving him an explanation.

"I saw this at the market today... It reminded me of you." Neuvillette's eyes softened as he pulled you into his chest. You inhaled his scent and pulled him into you for a while longer. You both gladly stood there with one another, and you only broke apart when your husband had to continue getting changed.

And as you retired for the night, you felt a sense of calm wash over you both. When it didn't seem to go away, you spoke up.

"Neuvi, do you ever wonder if we'll drift apart?" You asked out of curiosity, but you regretted it when you heard his response.

"Well, of course I wonder. It is hard not to think about things like that." Even though you've always felt the same, you felt your heart crack the tiniest bit. It was one thing to assume that your partner felt that way, but it was another to actually hear them say it. But what happened next didn't surprise you in the least.

"But, if we've been with each other for this long, it seems that fate has destined us to be together for as long as possible." This eased your heart and it pulled you back into reality. Every couple, no matter how long they've been together, has thought about the possibility of breaking off, and it shouldn't be different for you both. You leaned back against the headboard as your husband leaned his head on top of yours. You stayed like that for a while, and without any warning, you kissed Neuvillette on the lips gently. He smiled.

"Well, I guess you are right. Even when we should be bored of each other, we're always together. You are the love of my life, and I'm glad I had a chance to meet you." You smiled up at the man in front of you, trying not to completely fall apart in tears. The long haired man nudged his forehead against yours, causing you to look into his eyes with the same intensity as his.

"I am glad that I make you as happy as you make me. Let us always be here. Let us continue to be here in this moment, in this decade, in this century, and hopefully for eternity. I love you so." You couldn't hold back anymore tears as you hid yourself in Neuvillette's chest. He stroked your hair as you continued to cry your eyes out in his (now) soiled night shirt.

When you finally managed to lift your eyes from your husband's chest, you heard the calmest noise ever. The one thing that could lull you to sleep if you weren't with Neuvillette:

Rain.

It was raining outside, and despite how calming it was, you knew what it really meant. You gazed up at your lover's face, but his eyes never looked sad or upset. He looked calm, and you could see a flicker of happiness beneath the sea of his dark blue eyes. You concluded that these were his happy tears, showing you every part of his love for you.

And you would get to experience every ounce of his love for the rest of your days.

*Bonus*

Neuvillette arrives at the Palais Mermonia with a small smile on his face, and the Melusines take notice.

Sedene (Melusine): "What are you smiling about~"

Neuvillette: "I don't know if I should tell you."

Sedene: "Come on! It's rare for anyone other than the Melusines to see you smile!"

Neuvillette lets out a relaxing sigh, turning to the Melusine.

Neuvillette: "I didn't think that I would feel this happy since I confessed my love to my partner, but I have been proven wrong."

He sighs once more before giving into Sedene's demands.

Neuvillette: "I am smiling because my lover for eternity has told me that they loved me, and that they are glad to have met me."

Before the curious Melusine could question Neuvillette more, he walked into his office, feeling the weight of the world fall off his shoulders. He would continue to fall in love with you over and over again, until fate had decided to take you both away.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭