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How would the ROS reassure an mc who's feeling insecure, thinking the ROS find her ugly while pregnant bc she is pregnant

💛 Marcel 

Marcel couldn't sit still while you felt this way. Marcel would be a mother hen, always attentive to you (almost unbearably so), so him not being able to instantly make you feel better would lay heavy on him. Although he would try his best with comforting words,

"You're the most beautiful person in the world," and "Aphrodite weeps that she can't be half as stunning as you." 

🧡 Margaret 

Oh, she would feel so guilty. She hated seeing you in pain. With tears in her eyes, she would pull you close. "Don't say that! You're amazing!" At rapid speed, she would tell you how much she adored you in every way and how lucky she was. 

❤️ Owen

Owen would scoff and pull you close to him. "Ye are bonnie lass/lad/duck. Anyone can see it, and I'm lucky that you took a chance on me." Owen would whisper kind words in your ear, his rough voice calm. "How about I show you how much I can't get enough of you?" 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary calmly looked at you. "How can you say that about yourself?" She made you turn around to face the mirror. "Look at you. You are carrying our whole future. There is nothing more beautiful than that." 

🩵 Tai

He would probably try to look at this from a more logical standpoint. Your body is going through changes and hormones, so of course, you feel a little out of place. Tai isn't the best with words, but he will do whatever he can to make you feel loved. Tai would have massages, candle dinners, and bubble baths. Anything and everything to make the process easier.

💚 Zane

Zane would be so awkward and confused. The blonde isn't the best with kind and gentle words, so he would feel out of his element. How could you not see how stunning you looked carrying your and his little spawn? He could barely keep his hands off you. Zane would come off as mean, but he is straight to the point. 

"Are you an idiot? Don't you see how sexy you look right now?" 

Heya florence. Hope you are welllllllll. I was rereading the demo because obviously, i am obsessed. You know this by now. I did find a few typos. Would you want me to send you the corrections or no?

Lemme know ❤️

Hi! Thank you so much for the kind words! I have gotten a lot of messages with grammar mistakes, which I made sure to fix for the next update, but please send them over so I can make sure that I got all of them if you wouldn't mind. If you would rather private message me, then feel free to!

How do ROs react if MC sensed that ROs have feelings for MC and says this "If your feelings are sincere, show me with a kiss"?

P.S. The MC has no intention of taking initiative.

Deep Crushing Stage: 

💛 Marcel

This would make Marcel's day. He knew you weren't going to take initiative with your feelings, but he would never want to overstep. So now that you were giving him permission to act on the feeling that had been brewing for quite a while, he wouldn't hesitate. Not when he has been dying to kiss you. So without a second throught, he pulled you close. The kiss would be certain and sincere, putting all his feelings into one blissful action. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret would try to stutter out a response but would fail, instead growing redder as she tried to think of something to say. She knew her feelings were sincere. They had to be! She had never felt this way about anyone before! So, with a few cautious steps, she would get closer to you before your lips touched, a shock going through her. 

❤️ Owen

Owen would stop whatever he was doing, his face going serious. He didn't like the unknown, and that's why he kept his distance from the tension growing between you and him because feelings could get messy. But he wanted this. He wanted you. And here you were putting your feelings on the table and asking if he felt the same. It was the sign that he was hoping for. 

"Glory, lass/duck/lad." 

If you were in private, he wouldn't hesitate to bring your lips to yours. However, if you were in public, he wouldn't feel comfortable with public display of affection, so he would drag you somewhere private instead to show you how sincere he is. 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary's eyes flicked to yours, looking so intensely at you. Rosemary is good at reading people, so she would try to sense any form of lying. She had feelings for you. And she knew that you had feelings for her. It would scared her. But something deep inside her would crack as she brought your lips to her own. 

Please don't let this be like the last time. 

🩵 Tai

Tai's brain would have stopped working. Lol. His face would be blank as he stared at you for what felt like forever. The only indication that he hadn't stopped breathing was the rose color coating his cheeks. When the anxiety started to make you apologize for even asking, Tai would pull you close, his brain finally catching up with him as he kissed you softly.

💚 Zane 

Pffff. This is complicated. It would depend on what relationship stage you are in with him. Zane is very paranoid and doesn't like to show his cards, especially if those cards are his emotions. If Zane is certain of your feelings and his own, then he will kiss you deep and hard, making you lose your breath. If he has anything other than complete certainty, then he will be a mix of anger and confusion. 

Totally stole this question from another blog but it's so interesting I have to know - given the choice, which RO would you rather have backing you up in a fight?

Wow...good question. All the ROs are pretty powerful, but if I had to choose...

In a battle of words, I would pick Rosemary or Marcel. 

Marcel is too charming and could probably stop the fight before it even becomes an issue. Rosemary, on the other hand, always has a comeback, so it is no question that she will leave her opponents tongue-tied. 

If it was a physical fight, I would choose Owen or Zane. 

Zane is the most powerful of the ROs, so I have no doubt he could squash whatever came his way. Owen isn't as powerful as Zane, but he is a skilled fighter in his own right. Hopefully, the opponent isn't Zinnia, though. LOL 😅

Aunt Zinnia to Owen:

Now that you mentioned that the RO's have reactions to MC dating one of them... What would they think of MC dating Owen? Especially an MC that is always nice and of a sunny disposition.

I appreciate the ask! Omg, the thought of Sunny!MC × Owen is just too cute for me!!! 🥺

💛 Marcel

Marcel would be so happy for Owen. Owen is one of his dear friends, so for him to find love is heartwarming to Marcel. 

I could see Marcel watching MC, who, as always, has a sunny disposition on their face, being followed by Owen and just smiling to himself. 

🧡 Margaret

Happy but confused, MC and Owen are so different, so how do they make it work? 

But as soon as Margaret sees Owen with MC, she can tell something is different about him, and it is a good difference that she just can't help but grin. 

💙 Rosemary

Not surprised. I mean, Owen and Rosemary are close, so she would imagine that Owen would need someone to balance him out. 

She would make some sly comments about MC's sunny attitude being good for the bedroom. Who doesn't like optimism? But deep down, behind the teasing, she would be glad that Owen has found someone to fall in love with again and wishes him all the happiness. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would just shrug; it wasn't any of his business; however, he would be a little concerned about the consequences this union could have when dealing with the demonic court and their jobs as a whole. 

There are rules in place for a reason, and while Tai would never admit this out loud, he would be devastated if something happened to Owen and MC due to some feelings that were left unchecked. 

💚 Zane

As of right now? Zane couldn't care less about MC's relationship. Well, that's not true; he could use MC and Owen's feelings for each other against one another to reach his goals. 

But if/when MC forms some kind of friendship with Zane, he might make a comment like...

"You two are like strawberries and cheese. You guys shouldn't mix, but you do...." 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCEL!~Short Story

MARCELLUS'S BACKSTORY SPOILERS BELOW!!!

The sun glistened on the Sarno River, where ships floated aimlessly while others were anchored at port. People were all about enjoying the sunny morning, not even minding sailors ordering their men to get the nets drawn so they could get to work selling their fresh scores of fish down at the market.

 Further north, crisp hills rolled from a large mountain to the crowded city to the west. The streets were bustling as people shopped, visited relatives, and even children drew on the walls of a big arch with speckles of paint that their guardians let them buy when the merchants came into town only a few days ago.

Although people were walking down one street in the center of the city, heads turned as shouts bounced off the stone walls covered in floral motifs.

"Thief!" 

"Stop him, you fools!"

A man, or more accurately, a teen dressed in a cloak, ran down the busy street, bumping into people as he ran from city guards.

"Sorry!" The teen said this as he jumped through a fountain, splashing water on an older woman who was resting.

“Es stercus!” A man yelled, helping the woman up.

"I said sorry!" The teen yelled over his shoulder; his feet burned from the hot cobblestone marked by the sun.

Need to lose the old dogs.

Looking to his right, he smiled like a lemer and ran towards the narrow alleyway, knowing full well that the guards would not be able to follow him with the bulk of armor they torture themselves with.

  Marcel held his breath as the guards ran past the alleyway, not noticing the hunched figure of the sixteen-year-old boy.

  Letting out a chuckle, he held the bag full of his precious cargo closer to his body, making sure none of it was smashed.

  Looking up at the sun, he knew he should be getting back and quickly climbed the wall of the building next to him with the help of a few boxes and overgrown vines.

  Balancing on the roof, he leapt from house to house, gracefully and practically dancing in the warm sun.

  It only took a few minutes, and knowing the city like the back of his hand made it easier to navigate even while he was on rooftops.

  Finally arriving at his destination, he easily jumped on a balcony and swung to a tree branch hanging by until his feet hit the ground.

  "At last....home." Marcel said, looking at the old torn-down villa built with tan bricks and red pine wooden decorations that hung in the front to ward off evil spirits.

  The closer he got, the more he could hear the sounds of laughter and crying from children. Through short, wide windows, if he narrowed his eyes and focused, he could see heads of hair run past.

 Marcel let out a smirk and opened the front door.

 "Mars!" A small girl squealed and threw herself into his arms, which spined her around.

"Oh, Cassia! It's been forever since I saw you!"

  "You saw me this morning, Mars!" Cassia giggled and hung onto the taller boy.

Marcel grinned. "Did I? Well, you've grown since then!"

  Cassia blushed and stood on her tiptoes. "You really think so?"

  "Well, of course."

  "Is that Marcellus?! Oh, I have a word to pick with you."

  From down the hallway a young woman appeared with black hair all the way down to the floor in a braid and the most stunning blue eyes that seemed to distract people from her dark bags that were under them.

  "Decima! It's good to see you."

"I don't want to hear it, Marcellus." Decima spoke with narrowed eyes, then turned to Cassia.

  "Little Shurb, how about you go play outside with the twins?"

  Cassia wrinkled her small button nose. "But they always want to play Terni lapilli."

  Decima frowned. "What's wrong with Terni lapilli?"

  Cassia crossed her arms. "Nothing; they just always lose the marbles, and it takes us till sundown to find them." She pouted. 

  Marcel got down on his knees and booped her nose. "How about this? You play with your brothers, and I'll get you new marbles tomorrow."

  Cassia's eyes widened. "Shiny ones?" 

Marcel nodded, the small girl's smile being infectious. "They will be as shiny as Sol's chariot."

  Cassia nodded her little head. "Deal!" The small girl ran out of the arched, cracked doorway.

Decima sighed as she rubbed at a stain on her lavender stola.

"Marcellus, what have you done this time?"

Marcel lips pressed together, knowing full well a lecture was coming.

"Please, on Astraeus's stars, do not start pestering me, Decima. 

   "Oh, shall I not, Marcellus? If the sweat on your forehead and the dirt on your feet are any indication, you have been participating in Mercury's sinful tricks." 

   "Don't pretend that his sinful tricks do not keep us from drowning." 

Decima glared. "They may keep our heads above the tide, but for how much longer? Once the guards catch you, that's it!" She slammed her hand down on the table, and Marcel was surprised her copper wedding band on her finger didn't crack. 

  Marcel's brows furrowed. "Don't you see I am doing what I must? With Octavian gone—" Decima's eyes closed as if in pain at the mention of the name. "—we are all at risk even with our union. If we don't manage to keep up with our debt, then our ruse would have been for nothing, not to mention what Rufus would do." 

  Decima looked away, and Marcel took the older girl by the shoulders, making her look him in the eye. "You are my truest friend... I am doing what is right for all of us. For the children. For you as well." 

  Marcel and Decima stared into each other's eyes for what felt like minutes. They knew everything about the other—what stalked their dreams, what pushed them to keep going—but they never judged, for they completely trusted the other.

  Decima nodded at her friend. "May Juno be with you." 

  Marcel smiled, a little bitterly. "No gods are with me."

  Before Decima could utter a sound, Marcel walked down the hall. "Cerdis is in the children's room, I'm guessing."

  Decima called back, wiping her hands on the front of her stola. "Yes, you know he has been waiting for you." 

Happiness surged through him, suppressing the fear that was slowly creeping into his mind.

Marcel smiled and opened the door to the largest room in the very small, cracked domus where they lay their heads each night.

Candles lit the room where no windows let their light in. Two dark wooden cribs were in the corner, while there was a small bed on the other side of the room, which kept two growing children resting their heads, although there was barely any room for one child, much less two.

  Although right then there was only one child, whose hair was raven and nappy, even under the covers, anyone could see the boy was small—too small. Most considered the boy to be cursed by Asclepius and wanted him put out of his misery, although Marcel knew better.

Marcel sat on the bed, making sure not to startle the sleeping figure.

  Gently, Marcel uncovered the face of the small boy to reveal sunken eyes and paste-like skin that seemed to be coated with sweat; however, there was a small smile that played on the sleeping boy's lips.

  The older boy spoke softly. "Cerdis, it is time to wake; Sol's chariot has already passed."

  Eyes slowly opened, blinking before the little boy grinned from ear to ear; his brightness could put a smile on anyone's face.

  "Mars!" A raspy voice came from Cerdis as he sat up, wrapping his small arms around the older boy.

  Marcel softly kissed the boy on the top of the head. "Ah! Finally, you wake from your slumber." He held the raven-haired boy close. "Are you feeling blessed this morning by the gods?"

Cerdis nodded his head, looking confident. "Yes, because it is my day of birth!"

 Marcel smiled. "Yes, it's not everyday that someone survives five winters."

  Cerdis frowned. "I am still not as tall as Cassia."

  The older boy laughed. "No, but maybe with the help of Juno, you will catch up." He said it, hoping that the bitterness would be kept out of his tone.

Cerdis gave him a toothy grin. "You really think so? I won't only be older than her, but taller as well!"

Ah yes, Cassia does hold her height over Cerdis very often, although it is probably due to the fact that Cerdis was the only one who questioned her when picking games. Hmm. I wonder what Cassia will do when Cerdis comes into manhood. I'm sure Cassia will find something else to hang over the poor boy's head.

Marcel patted Cerdis's head. "Well...I have you a present."

  Cerdis shook with excitement and, with almost lightning speed, reached for Marcel's satchel but with speed was snatched back. "Now, now, Cerdis, I have a few other things in here."

  Cerdis crinkled his nose, although the comment didn't make his smile waver. "I cannot wait any longer! Please Mars! What have you brought me?"

  Without a second thought, Marcel opened the bag, minding the trinkets that were valuable, however small enough that their owners would not even notice they were gone until it was too late.

  Cerdis's eyes widened as Marcel pulled something oval-shaped and quite small into his palm and wrapped it in cloth.

The raven-haired boy smelled the sweet aroma, and his mouth watered. "Is that-?" 

  Marcel uncovered the item to reveal the room-temperature sweet bun, smashed a little on one side, which made the honey sweetness drip over until the cloth was covered with the sticky substance.

"It was no trouble." Marcel once again kissed Cerdis head.

  "A maritozzi!" Cerbis, not minding the stick, grabbed the sweet treat with full hands and took a bite. Marcel tried not to cringe at the mess on the boy's face.

  But it was quite easy, with the happiness shining through. "Mmm." 

 "I see you are quite enjoying my present."

Cerdis showed his dimples through his smile, licking his fingers. "Thank you, Mars!"

Marcel smiled in a moment of weakness, asking the gods to bless his little brother with many more winters.

How would the Ros react if someone insulted them and MC who is just a ball of sunshine and can be fairly airheaded is now the complete opposite? Their usual sunny and absent minded self now has a look that is cold, calculating, malicious and promises nothing but pain.

💛 Marcel 

While Marcel watched you, he would feel gratitude fill his body to the brim, but it would be overcome with responsibility. He didn't need you, sweet and innocent you, talking in such a way on his behalf. 

Marcel would cut in. "Sorry, sir, but we are done here." He said, talking to the red-faced man, who seemed more embarrassed by the second. 

So, with a gentle touch, he will pull you away. "Thank you, my love." He said when he noticed a little pout on your face since you didn't get to finish your angry ramble. 

However, it became happy again when Marcel kissed you, and he hoped that he would never have to go against your wrath. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret's heart would beat a mile a minute as she watched you. She didn't like fights. She hated them. And you were in one because of her, even if it was just words she didn't like it. Margaret cared about you too much for you to get hurt over her. 

When you turn back to her, she had tears in her eyes as she jumped into your arms. 

"Don't ever do that again." 

"Margaret?" 

"I don't ever want you to get hurt because of me." 

Margaret would calm down after a while and thank you for defending her, but she would make it clear that she didn't like you fighting; you were too important to her. 

❤️ Owen

Owen would watch as you went at the person, cutting them down with your words in amusement. He is a protector. Hell, he is a wrath demon. Owen is the one who is supposed to protect you, and here you were protecting him. 

Adorable you, who couldn't even swing a sword, was protecting him. 

Owen would watch with a clenched fist watching the scenario unfold. He was ready to step in if you needed him, but before he knew it, the person was walking away. 

You turned to him with a look of pride. "What a jerk." 

When you noticed his clenched fist. "What's wrong-" 

Owen would pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. 

"Owen?!" 

"I didn't know you had it in you, lass/duck/lad. That had to be the hottest thing I ever seen." 

You blushed. "What are we doing?" 

"I'm going to go and thank you." 

💙 Rosemary 

She would be in a daze. She didn't usually like people defending her, not when she could do it herself. But when you, sweet you, were defending her, she could just feel her knees go weak. 

It showed you cared, not because she would owe you something afterward; with your kind nature, that thought would never cross your mind. Rosemary knew that for sure.

When you turned back to her, she was fanning her face before regaining her composure.

"Well, aren't you just a knight in shining armor, handsome/dollface/angel face?" 

Rosemary would bring you in for a heated kiss that would make you melt. 

🩵 Tai

Shocked. Tai's own words could usually take anyone down, but before he could even utter a sentence, you had taken over. 

Where has this been hiding inside you? And why did he like it? 

He liked how passionate you were about him. 

Tai's eyes widened in shock even after you turned around and dragged him away. 

Tai would probably be in shock for a while until you brought him out of it and he would grab your hand. 

"Thank you." With sincerity in his eyes, that could knock anyone back. 

💚 Zane 

So smug. Zane has never had anyone stand up for him before. To see you spitting venom at this person would send a thrill through his spine. 

With a smug smile, he would put an arm around you as you berated the person, maybe even helping you out. When the person in question left, you turned back to your boyfriend, who just brought you close and kissed you. 

The hot temper from only a few seconds ago melts away as Zane's fingers rubbed into your hips. 

"Now aren't you full of surprises, Little Lion?" You gave him a shy blush, and Zane just chuckled.

"Don't worry. I liked it." 

How would the ros react to finding out mc is hiding their injuries? Thank you!

💛 Marcel 

Since Marcel is the leader, he would stay calm, not wanting to freak you out as he carried you over to Tai so you could get checked out, but his heart would be pounding. The thought of losing you weighed heavy on his heart. 

The next few days will be spent relaxing with Marcel. He wouldn't want to leave you, and no amount of paperwork could get him away from your side. 

🧡 Margaret

Margaret would be in total healer mode. She would order you to take it easy and to let her or Tai look at it. She wouldn't take no for an answer. Margaret had to deal with plenty of stubborn souls, so she was used to people denying help. 

When you were taken care of, she would be your nurse, taking care of you until you healed. 

❤️ Owen

Owen would keep the worry off his face, telling you that everything was going to be alright. Even though he felt anger burning inside of him, he would bury it. No. The people who did this to you would pay another day. 

Owen would carry you to Tai and pat you on the back when you were promised a full recovery. If you got an injury in a fight, he would honor it like a battle scar, telling everyone who passed, even if he made you promise to never hide anything like that from him again. 

💙 Rosemary 

Much like Owen, she would try to keep her emotions off her face, but they would slip every so often. She didn't like not being in control, and she couldn't control this. You were hurt, and she couldn't stop it. 

With determination, she would bring you to Tai, pacing until she was told that you were fine. 

Rosemary would bring you close, foreheads touching. 

"Tell me when you're hurting, and I'll help. I don't want you to go through it alone." 

🩵 Tai

Angry. Tai would not take no for an answer as he started to help your injury. His jaw clenched because you tried to hide this from him. He was a doctor! What on earth would possess you to do this? The injury could have gotten worse. 

Tai wouldn't get onto you until he was certain you were okay, then he would tell you, in a louder-than-normal voice, how dangerous that could have been. 

He would later feel bad about yelling and apologize for the nice meal. Don't expect to lift a finger for the next month. Would be in total coddle mode. 

💚 Zane

Panic. Zane would feel his heartbeat quicken. He was scared. You were hurt, and he couldn't stop the pain. Zane wouldn't waste time; he would throw you over his shoulder and carry you to Tai himself, not leaving your side until the brooding doctor told him you were going to be alright. 

Zane would cuddle you against the couch; not that the adrenaline had worn off, he would bring up why you hid it from him in the first place. 

Owen>Zane ☺️

😅🤣👍????

When the ROs come back home with MC after a long day, how do they go about unwinding and relaxing? (Can be naughty)

💛 Marcel 

Marcel doesn't mind.... he just wants to spend time with you. If you weren't around, he would probably do paperwork all day or read a book. So I could see Marcel beaming if you were cuddled up to him while he read to you, enjoying your comments on the story before drifting off to sleep. 

🧡 Margaret 

Plants! Margaret always finds watering or talking to her plants relaxing, so that is what she would normally do, and she wouldn't mind if you wanted to help her out. While she finds cooking and baking relaxing, it wouldn't be the same for you, as she is quite bad at it. You would be stressed out watching her boil water. Lol. Margaret wouldn't mind a cuddle session either. 

❤️ Owen

Honestly? Training. Owen usually relaxes by working out, so if you wanted, you could work out with him or even be his cheerleader. Owen wouldn't mind you sitting on his back as he does push-ups. Lol. Or you could work out in the bedroom; Owen definitely wouldn't mind that. But if you didn't feel like straining your body, I could see Owen just cuddling you in bed before ordering some food. 

💙 Rosemary 

After a long day, she would enjoy a massage or a nice, long bubble bath. If you were up for it, she wouldn't mind you both having a nice, relaxing DIY spa day. You could paint each other's nails, make some face masks, and do each other's hair with some kisses in between. 

🩵 Tai

Cooking. He cooks anytime he needs to let off some steam or get into a more relaxed headspace. I could see him making the most gourmet meals when you are having a bad day. Food is his love language, and he would want to share that with you. 

💚 Zane 

You. Of course, his attention to getting into a more relaxing mood is to spend as much time with you in a more R-rated manner, but if you aren't up for that, then he is okay with a cuddle session while watching cartoons. 

Update: 8/22/2024

Hello everyone, I know that at the beginning of the summer, I said that I would have Chapter 4 out by August, but I don't think that is possible. Between working and spending time with family, I didn't get as far as where I felt Chapter 4 is ready to be released. I have also been trying to figure out if the structure for My Inner Sins. I want to make sure that it is at the best for where I want the story to go in later books and have been working on moving some stuff around. 

I have also been working on a side project a little bit over the summer, another IF that has helped with writer's block. 

I know this isn't the best update, but as of right now, I am going back to university, where I will continue to write. 

Wish me luck 🙏 and thank you all for being so patient!

Hi, your IF seems very interesting...but I was wondering how the ROs would react it the MC would out of the blue just grab their hand 🫣🫣🫣

Thank you so much for the kind words! It is really exciting to be sharing this world I created with you! 

And as for you ask....well....

💛 Marcel:

Relationship Stage: Crush

When he feels your hand in his, the whole world seems to stop. How could he focus when you were all he wanted to look at? Keeping his blush under control, he squeezes your hand to comfort you. That's what this was, right? Maybe you are scared; it's not like anyone could blame you, especially with what's going on.

Don't worry.... I'm not letting you go through this alone. Not ever.

Relationship Stage: Couple

When your hand slips into his, Marcel gives you a bright smile, his perfect straight teeth blinding you.

Marcel's body feels hot as if Venus struck him, but he doesn't question or fear the feeling; he lets himself drown in it. In slow motion,giving you time to back away, he leans forward and kisses your cheek.

🧡 Margaret:

Relationship Stage: Crush

Margaret doesn't even notice at first; her eyes are too occupied looking from display window to display window, but when she does notice, her body jitters like she drank ten cups of coffee.

You point to a store, talking, but she doesn't hear you; her focus is on your hand entwined with hers. But she doesn't dare say anything; she doesn't want to ruin the moment. Everything is better. Her vision is clearer. The sky is more blue. Are birds chirping? She basically radiates sunshine. 

I never want this to end. 

Relationship Stage: Couple

Honestly? She would be the one to put her hand in yours; she loves physical affection. So your days will be filled with walking arm in arm (even if it is just in the other room), small kisses, and cuddles. But if you are someone who is not overly affectionate and you place your hand in hers, get ready for a happy dance even if you're out in public.

♥️ Owen:

Relationship Stage: Crush

You gently slide your hand into his as he chows down on his food.

With his fighter instincts, he quickly notices your hand, although... *deep sigh* Owen is the most oblivious when it comes to his feelings or anything really that doesn't deal with fighting.

So he scrunches his eyebrows and squeezes your hand. 

"What is it?" 

You frown. "What?" 

"You're trying to get my attention, right? Where is the threat?" He licks his lips, looking from person to person almost as if imagining their faces under his fist. 

You let out a small sigh. "Oh, never mind." 

Relationship Stage: Couple

You gently slide your hand into his and like a loyal dog his body perks up. With almost fearful eyes, he looks you over to make sure you're alright, checking boxes in his head. No broken bones. You don't have a headache. Your not tense. 

Pulling you closer to him, he looks around the room once. "Everything all right?" He whispers and squeezes your hand, never taking his eyes off you.

When you tell him you just wanted to hold his hand, he nods his head, although with an arrogant smile on his lips, he pulls you closer and gets back to what he was doing.

💙 Rosie:

Relationship Stage: Crush

With a small smile, Rosie puts down the car's sun visor, checking her flawless makeup.

When she feels your hand in hers, she pauses. She knows lust like the back of her hand. The pleasant aching between her legs wasn't the only thing she was feeling, but the pleasant flutter in her pulse was something she hadn't felt since...him. 

Swallowing a lump in her throat, she turns to look at you with a sly smile.

"Oh, Sweetheart, you are making me blush."

You look at her confused, and she smiles like a cheshire cat.

"Our hands, love? Are you trying to tell me something?" She says, explaining her comment.

"W-what?" 

"Why don't you pull over?" She licks her lips.

Relationship Stage: Couple

Her pulse quickens even now after being together romantically for so long. She smiles to herself before letting go of your hand and pulling you close to her.

She kisses you with as much tenderness as she can muster, not letting you go until you come up for air with swollen lips.

With a content sigh, she rests her forehead on yours and stays there as long as you let her, not wanting to let you go

🩵 Tai:

Relationship Stage: Crush

Usually, Tai could feel when people were near; it came with the territory of being him. Either because people found his behavior odd or because most were perplexed at seeing such a cranky smart individual, their stares always put him on edge. But with you? No. He didn't feel the need to put his mask on all the time. You are like soothing wind, blowing away the stress.

So he doesn't feel you sitting next to him on the couch while he rests his eyes. Nor does he see you give him that memorizing annoying smile. But.. he feels that when you put your hand In his, his eyes bulge open like he is jolted by electricity.

"What the HELL are you doing?" He sits up, snapping his hand away. The force of his anger pushes you back. 

All you do is blink and let out a stuttering excuse. "I thought-" 

Tai could only pray that you took his red face as anger. "You thought?! Well, let me give you something to THINK about! Did you know that over three thousand germs live on your hands alone?!" 

"I mean-" 

"I have no idea where you have been! Knowing you, you covered every disease imaginable from your glucose-covered clients." 

"Hey!" You say in outrage. 

Tai walks away. "So think before you infect others with those things you call hands." 

Tai's heart beats faster and faster, only calming down when he locks himself in his office. 

What is happening to me?

Relationship Stage: Couple

Your presence instantly soothes him. Tai feels himself relax and lets out a small sigh, even more so when you absently put your hand in his.

For only a short second, he feels himself stiffen, which makes you realize what you have done.

Biting your lip, you let out a small apology before you start to slip out of his grasp.

Tai frowns and grabs your hand, ignoring your confused looks before bringing your hand to his mouth and kissing the tips of your fingers to the palm, until finally he looks at you. 

"Don't apologize." 

💚 Zane:

Relationship Stage: Crush

Hate. Zane sees you as, for lack of better terms, his nemesis. The child of the mirror throne is the thing his master wants the most. Sure, he can feel attraction for you, but he doesn't actually see it as a crush until he is so deeply in love that all he can do is try not to drown. So if you were to put his hand in his neutral ground...

Zane snaps his hand away. "What....?" He looks at you confused, like you're some sort of puzzle, before scoffing and turning away. "Don't push it, Little Lion."

Relationship Stage: Couple

Much like Margaret, he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off you; however, his is a little less wholesome and a little more PG-13 (as far as your willingness to go to be naughty in public, or if not, he will just have to imagine in his head). So if you just innocently put your hand in his, he is throwing you over his shoulder and taking you to the bedroom.

"Don't look so shocked, Little Lion." 

Happy Thanksgiving if you are American! I saw this ask on another blog and I thought it was cute; What would the ROs bring to a Thanks/Friendsgiving dinner and what would Aunt Zinnia cook?

Happy Thanksgiving to you as well. As for your ask.....

Zinnia: Zinnia would definitely be the one hosting Thanksgiving and would bake all kinds of sweets, from her famous lemon bars to apple pie; however, she is horrible at cooking, like very bad, so you would have to order in or get it precooked. I have imagined you, the MC, just being surrounded by sweets and like one thing of Chinese takeout on Thanksgiving.

💛 Marcel: Marcel would bring Concia di zucchine, his favorite dish when he was younger, which would bring back so many complicated memories, and he would have to leave the room for a little bit but would come back a little happier.

🧡 Margaret: a burned pie. Only charcoal remains.

❤️ Owen: Nothing? I really can't see him bringing anything, but if he had to, he would bring just some unsalted green beans. No effort. 

💙 Rosemary: Wine

🩵 Tai: The most beautiful and well-cooked turkey you have ever seen

💚 Zane: The blood of his enemies. Mac and cheese.

💛 Marcel: Mischievous as hell. He was known to help other kids if they needed something like food or some type of medicine, and a lot of the little kids were drawn to him and tried to follow some of his stunts, like stealing and pranking around the village, which left many of the adults to name him as a troublemaker. As he grew, he kind of grew out of the mischievousness; however, he still used his skills if it was necessary, but he was known to have a golden heart who helped everyone. 

🧡 Margaret: Proper, but bashful. She would mimic her sister, who was considered the ideal child by many. Her father stifled her early curiosity, which led her to follow in her sister's footsteps when she was younger and much more inquisitive about the world. She attended all of her lessons, ate her veggies, curtsied to everybody (even to people who were considered less than), and had manners. 

♥️ Owen: Wild. He didn't have the best childhood, but he always got into fights or found some sort of trouble. He was very bold and stood up to bullies when he saw them, which honestly just got him bullied more, which left a lot of the other kids wanting nothing to do with him. He didn't mind; he had his imagination, which never let him down. 

💙 Rosemary: She was a total rebel and very strong-willed. She had older brothers and a strict father; she was known to do the opposite of whatever her father said if she thought that it was holding her back. Loud even when she was called "unlady" and persuaded some of her brothers to cover for her if she snuck out or skipped out on work. 

🩵 Tai: He was a very bubbly child when he was very young; however, as he got older, he became more stoic due to events in his life. He was very observant of the people he would spend a lot of time with, but no one really knew anything about him. He was a mystery, even to the people who considered him a friend. As he grew, he dived into work that was in front of him, even though he hated it to the point that it was unhealthy. However, he was seen as a star worker to his superiors.

💚 Zane: Sad and angry, not much has changed. He was alone most of the time; his caretaker was not the most welcoming, so he was very much left alone with himself. He would do puzzles against a mirror and pretend that someone was there till he finally realized that he would rather die than be let down again, so he very much grew closer to [redacted] with the help of his caretaker, which let some sort of twisted bond grow between them.

💛 Marcel: Marcel loves the winter season now, but back in his other life, the winter solstice was much more of a chore and really for the rich, as it was a time to feast, which Marcel really couldn't afford, and to worship the gods, with whom he had a very strained relationship.

🧡 Margaret: Margaret has always loved the winter season, especially Christmas, which her family celebrated. Margaret and her older sister would put on a play every year on Christmas Eve, and on New Year's Eve, her father would always have a ball at their manor.

♥️ Owen: Honestly, he does not care one way or the other. His family didn't celebrate Christmas or really any holiday during the winter. Back when he was alive, the winter solstice was a time of dread and famine; however, now he only sees the winter season of today as more of a hassle that people put themselves through. Although he can appreciate it, there really isn't as much of a dire need to survive the winter anymore unless you count holiday shopping.

💙 Rosemary: Rosemary also adores Christmas, just as her mother did; however, don't expect her to just sit there and enjoy the pretty lights. Oh no, no, no. She is going all out; she wants to decorate, bake cookies, and go Christmas caroling. All through the season, she is going to be enjoying whatever the winter has in store for her, and she will drag you along for the ride

🩵 Tai: Tai was actually raised Buddhist and celebrated holidays such as Chinese New Year and other family traditions brought from China; however, as he got older and was surrounded by more American traditions, especially more Christian ( Methodists), he adopted those as well, and while he celebrates both Christian and Buddhist holidays, he really doesn't go way out, but if you really wanted him to go all the nine yards, he guesses he can make that sacrifice.

💚 Zane: Bitter. Growing up, he would see all the other children having fun while he would have to train, which left him a big old grinch during this holly jolly holiday. However, he does enjoy the cold. Growing up, he would make snow angels or, honestly, just lay in the snow until his lips turned blue. I do think if he has the option to grow close to you, he would enjoy the holidays and would like to do all the cheesy holiday stuff with you, but you better believe he wants to be paid back in full. Maybe with some red and green lingerie? Lol. 

I LOVED the update! If you are taking asks, I have one. How would the ROs deal with a pouty MC giving them silent treatment from a fight?

Thank you so much! I am glad you enjoyed My Inner Sins! I am imagining this as a not really serious fight, like maybe the RO ate the last slice of pizza, but anyway, here is their reaction.....

ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP STAGE:

💛 Marcel

Would low-key find MC's pout adorable and be amused by the MC's behavior, but would try to fix it the best way they can by buying something the MC enjoys—food, games, et cetera—to turn that pout back into a smile. 

🧡 Margaret

Using her puppy eyes a little to get you to tell her what she did, then, like Marcel, she would try to make up for her actions, but I don't think it would be from a place of amusement like Marcel but from a place of guilt. This relationship is important to her and her first one so she would be very nervous about this "fight."

❤️ Owen

He would raise an eyebrow at the pout and ask the MC what was wrong. Owen doesn't play games, especially when it comes to arguments, no matter how small, so he would ask outright what he could do to make the MC feel better or forgive him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't think that MC's little pout is adorable. Once the argument was all done and over, I could see him teasing the MC about it. 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would say sorry, and if the MC was still pouting, she would roll her eyes and be unbothered, even if it was kind of cute that the MC pouted around her in a dramatic fashion. Rosemary knows the MC will come back around to her eventually, especially if they are in a deep relationship. She fully trusts the MC, and when the MC does come back, she will make sure to smother them with kisses. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would be frustrated by it, as he does not like to be ignored, especially if he sees the argument as not that big of a deal. However, the moment he sees that pout, all his resolve breaks, and he would apologize to the MC in a gentle manner—well, gentle for Tai at least. 

💚 Zane

Mmmm, I want to say he would feel guilty even more so when he saw the pout, but knowing Zane, he wouldn't see it as guilt and more as anger because what did he have to be sorry for? than he would think that anger was pointed at MC and not himself. 😮‍💨MC and Zane would have a pout standoff, and in the end, it would have to be the MC who has to approach Zane. 

Ebeuwjjdhdi AHHHH I love your IF! If you are doing RO questions, what would their reaction be if they forgot the MC's B Day in the relationship stage?

💛 Marcel

Marcel would never forgive himself; he would feel so guilty and do everything in his power to make it right. I could see him surprising you with something you really loved, like a night out at your favorite restaurant or watching your favorite movie, and trying to make it as special for you as possible. 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would test the waters; she is very good at reading people, so if you were upset, she would know. If you weren't upset, she would apologize to you, of course, over dinner or in private. If she could tell that you were upset, then that would be a whole other story. She knows how it feels to be disappointed, especially with a partner, and would try to fix it the best way she knew how with....romance. She is romantic at heart, so she would get all your friends and family to help set up a private moment between just the two of you. So you would be surprised when she drove you up to a romantic spot with fairy lights in the trees and a picnic basket that your aunt packed with all your favorite deserts. 

❤️ Owen

On the outside, it would seem that he didn't care at all that he missed your birthday, but on the inside, he would be so full of guilt. So anything you wanted, you got for a week. You need the trash taken out. Owen has it handled. You need to babysit Jezebel? Owen will help you get her to bed. You might not even notice it at first how Owen is buzzing around you like a bee. 

🧡 Margaret

Break down and cry. How could she do this to you? Her family always went big on birthdays and holidays, and this was no different, and she ruined yours. As soon as Margaret found out what she had done, she would jump into your arms and ask you to forgive her. I could see her buying you flowers and chocolates, even if you said you were fine. She would continue to do it until you finally had a sit-down conversation with her and told her that you had forgiven her. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would mentally kick himself. How could he forget your birthday? What kind of partner was he? Honestly, he would have a dramatic monologue in his head about how he was the worst partner ever until someone, whether it be Rosemary or Owen, told him to stop having a pity party. So to make it up to you, he made a romantic dinner. Food is something he has a passion for, and you are someone he loves dearly, so why not treat you to your favorite dish, no matter if it is junk food or unhealthy? Hell, it could be greasy hamburgers from the dinner up the street, and he would still serve them. 

💚 Zane

Zane would try to play it off that he didn't forget at all and try to plan something big for you, like a party with all your family and friends, even going as far as to help Marcel invite people since he isn't good in a social setting, which he would never speak of that he asked for help.

Happy Birthday, Rosemary

Rosemary Short Story

Rating: Mature (smut at the end) 

Summary: When MC comes back from being out on their own after taking a dangerous mission, Rosemary can't help but think her whole world could fall apart with a single misstep. 

Your teeth clenched as you followed Rosemary back to your room. The congratulations from the others downstairs were drowned out by the pending doom that awaited you with each click of Rosemary's expensive heels. 

You reached the door to your room and held in a flinch when Rosemary closed it behind you softly, and somehow, that was worse than her slamming it. You decided because you knew the anger was hiding under the elegant posture. 

The anxiety in your stomach worsened when all Rosemary did was just stand there, her brown eyes that you came to love baring into your own with such intensity that you could hardly stand it. 

"Rosie..." You started using a pet name to soften whatever words came out of you next. "I-" 

But that seemed to be a mistake. At the mention of the nickname, Rosemary blinked as if coming out of a daze, and desperation crossed over her face. 

"Are you a complete sap?! What in the six hells were you thinking?" Rosemary said, the words coming out in a rush, her New York accent coming out thick with the old-timey slang. It wasn't hard to figure out that the word "sap" wasn't the nicest word to call someone in the 1920s; maybe you would give in and look it up if you remembered or survived whatever Rosemary was going to do to you. 

"Don't worry, Rosemary; I hardly did anything. Aunt Zinnia made sure I was safe." 

"Safe?" Rosemary asked, slowly putting more distance between you two than there already was. "You think—Oh my—" You were surprised to see Rosemary lost for words; that didn't happen, but as she put her hands up to yank on her hair in frustration, she seemed to be battling with herself. "You have no idea what I'm angry about, do you?" 

"Of course I do, Rosemary!" You felt your anger flare up inside, but you pushed it down as you got closer to the distressed woman. "I know you don't like me fighting, but I needed to." 

"No, you don't! Why does it have to be you?" Rosemary asked, her voice cracking only for a moment. "Why can't it be Marcel, your aunt, or fucking Tai? Why can't it be any of them? Mhm?" 

Rosemary knew the answer...she knew it was because it was you in the middle. You were at the center of it all, and there were no more shadows to hide in. You had to be the one to clean up whatever mess was coming. 

You were at a loss for words as you stared into Rosemary's lost expression. She couldn't stop it. No amount of favors or fighting could stop you. Or stop whatever foes were before you; it scared her. You knew it scared her because she had already lost herself once. 

Rosemary would break if she lost you, completely shattered, and there would be no you to pick up the pieces again. Rosemary knew how death worked: one moment you are waking up to the sun, and the next your last breath catches. She knew how quickly life went by and how one single bad decision could put you in a grave. 

"What if you didn't come back to me?" Rosemary asked in a whisper. "What if your aunt couldn't keep you safe?!" Her voice was strong and tense, against the party music downstairs. "Do you know what it is like to sit here and wait for you to get back?! To watch you walk out that door with no idea if that is the last time I will see you?! Do you have any idea of the thoughts that go through my mind while you are away? The nightmares?!" 

Your breath caught as you looked into Rosemary's eyes, a dark blue as her powers pulsed through her, her resolve breaking as tears ran down her face. 

"I have experienced everything. I have lost. I have been betrayed." Rosemary's fingers traced her neck. "And I have died, but there is no coming back for you. You will be gone. There is no afterlife. There is an uncertainty in our lives that leaves me with the most horrible fear that I will lose you." 

The words sank into the bottom of your stomach like a weight. "Rosie..." You croaked out, your arms wrapping around your girlfriend. In an embrace that kept you both from falling apart. "I had to, Rosemary. I can't avoid this. I can't sleep at night knowing that I am putting you and everyone else I love in danger. I couldn't stand it if you got hurt." You whispered into her hair, letting her tears wet your shirt. 

"I can't lose you." 

You squeezed tighter before pulling back to look at her, your tears falling as you stared at Rosemary. She looked so vulnerable. Like a wilted flower, she still held so much beauty that it almost took your breath away. 

You gently caressed Rosemary, wiping away the tears, only to shiver when you felt the hot, flushed skin. 

"You look breathtaking." You mumbled, gently grabbing her hands. 

Rosemary shook her head, letting a small smile grace her lips. "If this is your way of getting out of the dog house, then you better close your yap." 

"Is flattery not enough anymore?" You teased, your hand running through Rosemary's hair, the need to be touching far greater than ever before. 

"Not unless I'm the one spitting the line, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome." 

You didn't need to comment as you kissed Rosemary, your teeth biting down on her bottom lip. 

"That won't work either," Rosemary spoke, her voice low in your ear, but the tough act was ruined by the red cheeks. Your only response was a coy smile as you started to pull away, only to be brought back in with a strong tug by the shirt. 

"Don't back out of the game now, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome." The words came out on a purr, and you went to touch her face only to yell in surprise when she was pinned to the bed with an inhuman strength. 

"I don't like losing," Rosemary whispered into your ear, not even having to look as she undid the buttons on your clothes. 

Your breathing became heavy when you felt her fingers on your thighs, thanking the universe in your head that you were lying in bed because you were certain that your legs would have given out. 

"Aren't I winning if you're doing this to me?" You asked, cheeky, and then bit back a moan when Rosemary squeezed your thigh, her fingers ever so gently leading a path to the ache inside of you. 

"I'm not doing anything to you yet," Rosemary said, kissing the nape of your neck. The hickeys were placed in a pattern of Rosemary's design, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care as all your attention was on her fingers and what they seemed to refuse to touch. 

With gritted teeth, you leaned your head back, not wanting to lose whatever game Rosemary was playing and making the rules as she went along. It was already on the cards for you to lose, but at least you could put up a fight. 

Your legs spread wider as you felt Rosemary's finger trace your flushed flesh, and you moaned at the slow circles that she massaged into your skin. 

It was torture. Slow and amazing torture. 

Your breath quickens as the need to be touched becomes greater than pride. "Touch me..." You whispered, your eyes looking at the ceiling. 

Rosemary smiled, the water lines where her tears felt only moments ago still on her face that paired well with her smug tone. "Sorry, I didn't quite catch that." 

You jolted when you felt her lips on your thigh. Her mouth is so close to where you needed her to be, and yet so far. 

"Please..." You whispered, your eyes catching Rosemary's, who stopped short, and you knew she was as close to losing the game as you were. 

You moaned as your hips bucked up when Rosemary finally used her mouth, and you decided right there in pure bliss that you both won the game. 

All the blood rushed lower, and you knew it was only a matter of time before you were done, especially now that Rosemary's other hand was tracing herself. 

Another vulnerability. Another wall that Rosemary let you see, and you pulled Rosemary up, towards your mouth, as the pleasure came crashing down on top of you. 

The messy kiss lasted for what felt like hours as you rolled on top of her, the need to be close being too much as your fingers traced Rosemary's skin. 

Although the subject was still on your mind, you couldn't shake it. You couldn't let Rosemary think about this later tonight as you both lay in bed. 

"You won't lose me." 

Rosemary's body tensed as she looked up at you, her eyes looking for any amount of lying. 

You both knew you couldn't promise her that. Death hung over you like a sword on a thin string, but you would be damned if you didn't make sure that string lasted for as long as it could. 

Rosemary sat up and kissed you, deep and gentle, letting her words fill the room. 

"I'm holding you to that." 

Someone disguises as MC to dig out information from the ROs about some sort of secret information.... Can they figure it out before it's too late? 😅😅😅😅 Can Aunt Zinnia?

🏹 Zinnia:

100% Yes. Not because Zinnia is a talented hunter of the supernatural, but because the MC is her niece/nephew/nibling. She has been with the MC since their parents died, and she will continue to be with the MC for as long as they will have her. The very second the MC does something out of the ordinary, her eyes are on them.

💛 Marcel:

I think it would take them time, but eventually, he would figure out that something was wrong with the MC. First, he would probably chalk it up to the MC being sick or something, but when it starts to get more constant, he is immediately suspicious. 

🧡 Margaret:

Ooo, this is a hard one. I am going to have to say no, not because Margaret wouldn't realize that the MC was acting differently, but because I think she would believe that something else was going on with the MC, like feeling sick or tired. Margaret is a sweetheart, but she is native and doesn't have that much experience with supernaturals, even though she is one herself. 

❤️ Owen:

I would probably be the last one to notice that the MC was acting strange. Not that he doesn't care, but he just has a lot of other stuff on his mind, so the "MC" would have to mess up real bad or it would take time for Owen to fugure it out. The moment Owen does figure it out, he has the imposter strapped to a chair. He is impulsive and right out and starts questioning the MC. 

💙 Rosemary:

I believe yes, Rosemary has a lot of walls up, even if sometimes it doesn't seem like it, so if the MC started to try to ask too many questions, especially ones they already know the answer to, she would be 100 percent suspicious. She wouldn't say anything, though; she would play the long game until she trapped the fake MC in a corner and used their own words against them. 

🩵 Tai:

Oh, God. Tai is already dissecting everything the MC says to him, particularly romances. Thus, he would likely be one of the first ROs to notice something was amiss. My prediction would be within the next hour. Tai is quickly skeptical of any strange action or attitude from MC, no matter how slight. Tai will subtly probe and question the false MC about memories. I could honestly see him acting strangely nicer to see the "MC" reaction.

💚 Zane:

Yes, but only if it affected him. Zane is a creature of habit, so if the MC and he had a routine, especially when they were a couple or in a close friendship, he would instantly know something was wrong. He would totally be suspicious and ask Zinnia if she noticed anything different with you, which would ultimately be the "MC" downfall. 

That handholding ask tho 🥺

Aaaand then there is Zane lmao

The least he can do is surrender his hand to MC while they're getting at it imo(?

LOL. Maybe if they begged for it....👀👀👀. Oh, who am I kidding? He wouldn't let go. 😆😆😆😉