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ROs reactions to MC making a flower crown, putting it on their head, and declaring them "ruler of my heart?💞💞

(Relationship Stage)

💛 Marcel

Marcel grins from ear to ear and wears it around like it is an actual crown. He doesn't even take it off until it completely falls apart and uses his puppy dog eyes for another one. Marcel tries to make you one but fails. He asks if you could teach him, and as he gets the hang of it, he will be making you a different flower crown every day if you were to let him, even making you match one's. 

🧡 Margaret

Do you want Margaret to swoon to death? Margaret would be so genuinely touched that you thought to make her one. A piece of jewelry that doesn't make her think of her past but only of the happiness of being with you. When you place it on her head, her cheeks feel warm. She feels cherished. Special. Margaret wants you to feel just like this, to show you how much she cares, weaving flowers that mean "love," "adoration," and "loyalty."

❤️ Owen

Confusion, and then he doesn't know how to react. Owen doesn't comment on it and doesn't bat an eye. Owen doesn't take it off, though. He can't find it in him, so he just wears it because it makes him happy, honestly sometimes forgetting that it is there. When the flower crown slowly starts to lose its color, he can only smile when you ask him if he wants another one. 

💙 Rosemary

When you offer it to her, she doesn't even speak. You frown, ready to take it back, guessing she doesn't want it, but she stops you. Then you see it. The tears in her eyes as she smiles at you are so genuine. You were giving this to her with no strings attached, and you took the time to make it. It took me some time to think of her, and that is what brought tears to her eyes. She thanked you with a kiss.

🩵 Tai

You can't honestly think he would wear this. In public, no less. He is a respected doctor. So he pockets it instead, ignoring the hurt look on your face, only to find him later preserving each flower by drying them and then putting them in silica gel. Even hangs his work up somewhere in a frame, maybe even in his office, where he will catch himself starting it with a smile. 

💚 Zane

Zane thinks this is some sort of trick. Some sort of prank. There's no way you'd want to give him anything, much less something so beautiful. You took the time to make this for him. But this is you, and you love him. You told him so. So he leaves the flower crown on his head, and as time passes and no trick is made, he feels a sense of something—so far deep inside him that he tells you he has to go. When he returns, he puts a real crown on top of your head with a smug smile on his face. You weren't going to beat him at being the best partner. 

Lets say Mc falled asleep on top of one Ro's chest and someone comes into the room to ask for something or to talk to them.

How would the Ro's react to Mc falling asleep on them and somebody coming in and seeing them together?

Decided to mix these two ask together ❤️ Enjoy!

💛 Marcel

Marcel was grinning ear to ear as he held you close, feeling like he was on top of the world with you in his arms. 

He wasn't bothered by how you held onto him like a kola. Marcel just thought it was the cutest thing in the whole world as he brought you closer, like you were something precious. 

Then his head lazily moved towards the sound of the door opening to see a person stop in their tracks. 

"Uh, I'm sorry, the bathroom downstairs is out of order. The owner said I could use the one upstairs. 

Marcel put a finger to his lips, giving the stranger a charming smile. "Come back later; it seems that they need a few more minutes." 

The person gave an awkward nod and walked out of the room, and Marcel just cuddled you closer, having no intent to wake you up. 

🧡 Margaret

Margaret just lay there perfectly still, not wanting to wake you. You were so peaceful. Without the worries of the world outside when you were asleep. 

With your legs tangled with hers, she just happily looked down at you. She felt so much happiness bubble up inside her. 

Margaret's head whirled around when the door opened. A person was walking in, and all Margaret could do was stutter out a flustered response.

"Wrong room!" 

The person whom Margaret recognized as one of the regulars in the cafe stopped in their tracks, muffin in hand.

"Uh, sorry, I was looking for Zinnia."

They turned and walked away, and that didn't stop Margaret from feeling like her whole body was on fire in embarrassment. 

She squeaked meekly, looking over to make sure you had not woken. You haven't; you were still dead asleep. Margaret laid her head back down when she heard the footsteps disappear. Her face was looking at yours, and a wave of calm washed over her as she kissed you softly. 

❤️ Owen

Owen just relaxed with you in his arms, even if you squeezed him like a Boa constrictor. He didn't mind that you were a clingy sleeper at all; it made him relax to know that you were safe in his arms. 

It was a sense of security that he didn't know he needed, and he felt himself start to drift off. That was until he heard someone loudly come in, making you frown a little at the nose. 

The person looked around, surprised, as if you and Owen were the ones inconveniencing him. Owen felt the tips of his ears get hot. He was caught in bed with you while you were fully clothed, and nothing was going on. The embarrassment was somehow worse. 

The person just looked around, not noticing Owen's growing anger. "Oh, this isn't the bathroom." 

"Get. Out." Owen's voice was rough and deep, and the man instantly took a step back in confusion. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" 

Owen glared at the man, and the man froze in fear before running out of the room. 

You opened your eyes a little as the man left, still half asleep. "What's happening?" 

Owen rolled his neck. "Nothing, lass/lad/duck. Go back to sleep." 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary looked fondly at you, your face buried in the pillow next to hers, and she gently stroked your face. 

With you so close, she felt so safe and warm. She forgot what it felt like to just lay with someone she loved, and she couldn't help but feel all the tension in her muscles melt. 

She loved you so much. 

Her thoughts halted as soon as someone came into the room—a stranger, no less—who looked beyond embarrassed. 

"I'm so sorry! I'm looking for the bathroom." 

"Two doors on the right," Rosemary said, her voice calm, and she lifted an eyebrow. Her voice was soft enough to not wake you up, and the stranger nodded and whispered a quick sorry before backing out of the room in a rush. 

🩵 Tai

He looked at you. How could Tai not? You were so peaceful in your sleep, and even though you were draped over him, he didn't mind. 

Tai usually lay awake alone, trying and failing to sleep, but with your breathing soothing him, he felt completely relaxed. His work could wait. Life could wait. Hell, all he needed was right here, although he would never admit that. 

The ease he felt disappeared as soon as the stranger walked in. "Oh, sorry, Zinnia said I could use the bathroom." 

Tai didn't hear it over the embarrassment that washed over him as he pushed you off the bed, your body hitting the floor with a soft thump followed by a curse. 

The stranger looked at Tai in surprise, whose face was getting redder by the second. "Get out! Have you ever heard of knocking?" Tai said, pushing the frozen stranger at the door. 

Tai's breath evened out when he heard the footsteps walk speedily down the hall. Turning around, he mentally winced when you saw him looking at him with a disbelieving look on your face as you got back into bed. 

"What the hell, Tai?!" 

Tai ignored your glare and smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes. "You should get a lock on your door, Oleander." 

💚 Zane.

Zane should have left an hour ago, but something inside him couldn't make himself leave

Well, it was probably you. You had him. In a grip so strong that it was hard to breathe. But that could have just been because it was you. Zane always lost his breath when he was around you. 

Your touch didn't hurt. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt, and he felt his heart go softer, no matter if he would have rather thrown you off him. Nope. He honestly couldn't do it. 

Zane just fell more into your warmth, dozing off with you and not being able to stop himself from cuddling you back; his grip was almost putting yours to shame. 

It was when the door opened, and without looking who it was, shadows snatched the body from the floor. Muffled screams do not bother him as he brings you closer. 

The only time he moved was to roll his eyes as you yelled at him to put the poor woman down

How the ROs would react if they left MC to go get them drinks and came back to find some very flirty drunk trying to get into MCs pants? (Dating)

Your brain felt fuzzy as you took another sip of your drink. Only a little tipsy, you searched for the person you came with; you lost them in the crowd only a little bit after you assured them you were fine alone while they got you and yourself another drink.

The bar was packed, and as people watched the game, the smell of liquor was in the air as people cheered at multiple TVs around the establishment. 

You turned when a chair scratched the floor beside you. A man, clearly drunk as he practically fell into the chair beside you, grinned. His breath was stale, and you could taste the cheap beer on his breath when he leaned closer. His face was frowning at yours as he put a hand on your knee. 

"What's a fine person like you doing sitting off all alone? You look like you could use some company." 

You were still ready to yell or hit the man, but a warmth behind you stopped your movement. Only to look up and see...

💛 Marcel 

Marcel, with a smile etched across his face, had his face narrowed and his eyes narrowed with protectiveness you had never really seen before. Marcel took the man's hand off of you a little roughly, making the man squint at him in his drunken state. 

"Is this man bothering you?" He asked, ever so softly, in your ear. 

The look on your face told him all he needed to know as Marcel strengthened his back before you could even nod your head. 

"What the hell, man?" The man's words were slurred, and Marcel put a gentle hand on your shoulder, a silent message to send you comfort. 

"I was about to score." The man said it with a hiccup afterward. 

Marcel shook his head. "Sir, you're drunk; how about I call you a cab?" 

The man's heckles rose, and when he started to stand up, Marcel simply put a hand on the man's shoulder and pushed the bigger man down. 

"I wouldn't do anything I would regret," Marcel said with a fake friendly tone, almost making you shiver as his eyes showed a fierce protectiveness over you. 

"Or what?" The man said this, squirming a little under Marcel's hold. 

"You don't want to know." Marcel's eyes flashed with a glint of yellow. 

The man must have seen the danger in Marcel's eyes because he sobbed quickly, running away. 

Marcel's body was untensed as he got on his knees, looking you over. "Are you okay?" 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret frowned a little at the touching, only to see you. She tried to move your leg away from his touch, but the drunk man just gripped you tighter. 

"I don't think he/they/she wants you touching his/their/her leg." 

The man looked Margaret up and down, making her feel disgusted and scared as she took a step back a little in fear when he rose from his seat. 

"What is a beautiful thing like you going to do, sweetheart?" 

Margaret's hands shook as he backed her into a wall. She could hear your chair scratching against the floor, ready to put him in his place before she closed her eyes and pushed. 

A loud crash was heard, and Margaret peaked to see that the man had ended up a few feet away from her, lying on a table. 

You looked at a wide-eyed Margaret before taking her hand. "We should go." You said this, leading Margaret out the door as the owner started yelling about the mess. 

❤️ Owen 

Owen radiated so much anger that the drunk man's eyes widened before glaring. 

"Can I help you?" 

Owen took the man's hand off your knee and held it. 

The man scoffed and slurred his words. "Listen, carrot top, I didn't know that the smokin' babe was yours." The man winked at you, his movements slow and awkward in his drunken state. 

Owen's hand clenched around the man's, who yelped in surprise, trying and failing to pull back from Owen.

The scowl on Owen's face before taking a step back and turning away from the scene, not wanting to even dare cross the redhead who squeezed the man's hand, made you hear a loud crunch sound. 

"Don't ever mess with them or anyone again," Owen said, letting go of the man and standing between you and the drunk.

The man screamed in pain and held his hand as he cursed. 

"You son of a bit-" 

Owen's fist hit the man square in the nose, who fell back, out of his chair, and onto the floor. Not getting back up. 

Owen just picked up the chair that the man was in and sat in it, putting the cold beer on his lips and taking a long sip. 

"Don't worry, lass/duck/ lad. I won't let anything hurt you." 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary placed the two drinks she just ordered down hard on the table, making the man look at her in surprise. 

"Oh well, look at it here, another fine thing." 

Rosemary's lips puckered in disgust before she sat down next to you. "That ain't very gentlemanly of you." 

The man raised an eyebrow. "What? I'm not buying you two a drink." His words were slurred, and Rosemary got closer, legs crossed. 

"No, putting your hand on my partner's knee when they didn't ask for it." 

Rosemary's voice was teasing, but you could hear the underlying anger. Before the man could even move, you saw Rosemary grip the man's hand. He yelled in surprise and looked wide-eyed at your girlfriend, who didn't look unfazed besides the glint in her eye. 

"Go before I drive my Mary Jane heel down your throat." Rosemary pressed hard on his fingers, and they were just inches away from breaking. 

That seemed to sober the drunk man up, who left in a hurry with wide and fearful eyes. 

Rosemary kissed your forehead. "Alright, dollface/ angel face/ handsome?" 

🩵 Tai

"What do you think you're doing?" You didn't even have to turn around to know that Tai was scowling. 

"What does it look like, a short fry? I am talking." With the man's drunken state, his moments were too slow, as he raised an eyebrow. 

The man was at least a foot taller than Tai, but that didn't discourage the young doctor, who yanked the man's hand off your thigh. 

"Leave my girlfriend/partner/boyfriend alone." Tai's tone was laced with anger, totally away from his usual monotone voice. 

"Or what?" The drunk man got up, and Tai got between you and the man. Before the man could so much as lift his hand, a wave of power coursed through Tai. 

You felt your eyes want to droop just a little, but it was worse for the drunk man, who instantly fell and curled up as he snored. 

Tai grabbed your hand. "We're leaving." You followed, still in shock, as Tai fumed, muttering under his breath the whole way. 

It wasn't till you were back home that Tai's face melted into worry, looking you over. 

When he saw that you weren't hurt, he gently kissed you. 

💚 Zane 

"How. Dare. You." Shadows filled the room and screams quickly followed. 

The man instantly stepped back from a floating Zane. 

"What the" 

The power tentacles shot off from the shadows as they gripped the man tightly. 

You shook yourself out of your surprise and grabbed your boyfriend's hand. 

"Zane! Stop!" 

Zane looked towards you, and his black eyes went back to their normal gray as he dropped the man's body on the ground. 

He is still breathing. 

You thought in relief, but coldness still animated off of Zane in waves, and you winced. 

"It's okay, Zane." 

You felt your hands on your waist as you were pressed against the wall, and then you were surrounded by shadows. 

"Okay?" Zane said it in a whisper. "He touched what was mine." He said this, looking at you through his long lashes. You froze at the coldness. The murder in his eyes took your breath away. 

"I should turn him inside out for that."

You gasped in surprise as Zane's mouth found your throat, biting. 

"You are mine, little lion." 

How do the ros react to hearing someone brag about having sex with the mc and how they were in bed? Crushing and relationship 🫣

I thought I would just do the dating stage; I thought it would be more fun, and I kind of want to add this to the actual story. 

Relationship Stage: Couple 

💛 Marcel 

He would try to smile through the awkwardness. None of your past lovers matter to him because, in the end, he is the one by your side every night. Marcel does think that this person talking so crassly about your intimate relationship was inappropriate. 

"I think that the moment that you and MC shared should be remembered and not talked about," Marcel said without his usual charming smile. 

🧡 Margaret 

Very much would be wondering if she is making you happy as much as this person is. She wouldn't get jealous more but she would get insecure and probably run out of the room, not wanting to hear how much better this person is than her. You would probably have to sit her down and talk to her afterward when she starts acting weird and going a little overboard, trying to please you, in and out of the bedroom. 

❤️ Owen 

Just give the person a dead look. "Well, good thing MC found a real man, huh? Clearly, you didn't satisfy them. " If the person starts getting aggressive, then it is an all-out fist fight. First, that person shouldn't be spreading your business around. Second, well, Owen is just a little jealous and wants to take this jerk down a peg. 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary would put on a charming smile, even though it didn't reach her eyes. "Ah yes, MC is marvelous in the bedroom. They can even handle me. Although MC needed a break here and there, they were sure worn out. " She would stare blankly at the person in front of her, letting them know in a subtle way that they haven't even come as close to satisfying MC as she can. 

🩵 Tai 

He would clench his fist and lock eyes with the person before leaving the room, muttering the whole way until he stopped in front of you. 

"Let's go." He grabbed your hand and started to head towards a private area. 

"What? Tai, where are we going?" 

"To a bed. I need to prove something." 

💚 Zane 

That person felt a cold hand on their shoulder, turning around to fade away with Zane. 

"I can assure you that you haven't even come close to satisfying my little lion, and if I ever hear you even utter my lover's name, I will cut out your tongue and make you eat it." 

NSFM

Lets say Mc sends a selfie (nude) to the Ro's. What's the reaction to MC "accidentally" sending a nude to them. Lol (pre-relationship for the drama of course)

Crushing STAGE

💛 Marcel 

His eyes would brighten when he saw the text message pop up, and when he opened it, his mouth fell open and a red tint hit his cheeks. 

He would retype five flirtatious messages before sending them.

"I don't think you meant to send this to me." And he would try to play it off, but low-key, I would look for signs that you were interested in him. 

🧡 Margaret 

Are you trying to kill her? Would see the message and throw the phone As far as she could. Wouldn't be able to talk to you or even look at you. She would just gaze around the wall and imagine you—without clothes. 

❤️ Owen 

His eyebrows would raise, and he would grip the table. It would take everything in him not to go and find you, to make you see what you were doing to him. 

Owen would shake his head and call you, not waiting for you to talk before saying. 

"Did you mean to send that, Lass/Lad/Duck." His voice was rough with arousal. 

He wanted to win whatever this game was. 

💙 Rosemary

Her eyes roamed your figure before she texted. 

"Do you expect me to show you mine, dollface/angel face/handsome? I don't think you would be able to handle it." 

She kept the red off her cheeks but not the smile. She hasn't felt this way before in so long. Lust was common and even expected, but the desire to hold you was not. 

Rosemary would sigh and ask herself. 

Am I strong enough to do this again? 

🩵 Tai

Tai's eyes would go wide as he stuttered out a response. His patients looked at him weirdly as he shoved his phone back into his pocket and tried to calm his body down. 

Would call you afterward when he took a cold shower, berating you for sending that willy-nilly and telling you to be more careful. 

💚 Zane 

Zane would grin as he put the picture in his saved files before texting you. He wanted you. The sexual attraction was there from the start, and the other feeling he had...can be buried. 

To have you under him. On top of him. Begging.

"Why send pictures when I could have the real thing?" 

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

Relationship Stage: Couple 

Very Mild NSFW (just in case)

💛 Marcel 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

🧡 Margaret 

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

"Margaret!" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I just really wanted you." 

❤️ Owen 

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ahem." 

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

"Shit." 

💙 Rosemary 

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

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

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

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

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

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

🩵 Tai

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

Did you know what you were doing to him? 

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

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

Good things happen to those who wait. 

💚 Zane

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Isn't that right, little lion?" 

Possibly NFSM

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

Mild 🔞 NSFW (Not Safe For Work)

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

💛 Marcel

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

🧡 Margaret

Would run out of the room in a flustered mess.

❤️ Owen

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

💙 Rosemary

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

🩵 Tai

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

💚 Zane

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

How would the ROs react if their MC is a very affectionate person and they suddenly stop? Because someone told them that they are very annoying

💛 Marcel 

Marcel would try to handle this as delicately as possible when he first noticed it. He knows that relationships go through stages and wouldn't want you to feel like you were in the wrong for not being as affectionate as before, but he would miss it. 

I could see him trying to test the waters with his affection, wanting to know what you were okay with, which would bring up a conversation about what you were comfortable with. 

When he hears about what that person said, he is already shaking his head.

 "Don't listen to them. They don't know our relationship or us. Let us decide what is best for us, and what is best for me is for you to be yourself." Marcel said. "I don't need anyone telling you how to feel or how to act when everything you do is perfect." 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret would notice that since she is also a very affectionate person, she would try and do the same, thinking that something was wrong with her. 

I think that you both would stew in angst and miscommunication until Marcel, Camila, or even your Aunt Zinnia made you confess what was going on before the relationship got too bad. 

When Margaret hears what that horrible woman said, she won't be able to stop herself from giving you comfort with sweet touches and words of her own. 

"I love you. This week has been miserable without your soothing touches." Margaret pouts. "Please don't stop." 

❤️ Owen

Yeah, to hell with that. Owen isn't that big on public displays, but the moment you stopped, he would find that he missed it. Especially in private. 

So Owen would grab you and hold you in his lap, asking you what was wrong the moment he saw your personality change. 

When the redhead finds out the reason you are acting strange, he will shake his head in disgust. 

"That bloody bastard. Ye listen here lass/lad/duck, I don't give a mules ass what that bastard said, I want anything you will offer me." He said it, his voice softening at the very end. "The kisses, tender words, and especially the love." 

💙 Rosemary

She could sense something was wrong from a mile away. You would be able to feel her eyes on you as you hesitated to show any kind of affection. 

Rosemary would swallow down the anxiety of you getting bored because you weren't like that. 

You loved her. 

Gently creasing your cheek. "Tell me, what's the matter? Why aren't you your usual affectionate self?" 

When you finally tell her, Rosemary is at a loss for words; she wants to walk out that door and find whoever said those lies to you. 

Rosemary shook her head, kissing you lightly. "I have spent my whole life wanting to feel someone's love and kindness, so don't you dare take that away from me, dollface/angel face/handsome because no good storyteller wants to stick their nose where it doesn't belong." 

🩵 Tai

Would think you were mad at him for something and try to figure out what. How could you withhold his kisses?! What evil thing did he do? 

In the end, when he couldn't figure it out, he had to ask you, and when he found out, he couldn't help but clench his fist, starting to pace. 

"That absolute imbecile." Tai would curse them out for a few minutes before looking at you with all seriousness. 

"Wipe those thoughts from your mind. They are all false. Your affection isn't unwanted. Not by me. Not ever." 

💚 Zane 

The minute this happens, Zane will know and not be happy. First off, Zane likes a routine, especially if you're affectionate for him (something he craves like a madman) goes away. He would not be able to stop himself from right out asking what was wrong. 

When he hears why you aren't being affectionate to him, he will grip your chin. "Listen to me, little lion, the moment I stop craving your love, strike me down where I stand for that is not me." 

The next thing you know, Zane is hunting this person down to give him peace of mind. 

How would the Ro's react to their partner (mc) sitting down on their lap and doing their makeup??

💛 Marcel

Marcel just wrapped his arms around your torso as you straddled him, lipstick in hand.

His eyes follow the movements before a look of understanding crosses his face, and he lets out an amused chuckle. 

"You think that is my color?" He asked as you giggled and put it on his lips. 

"I think it will bring out the fullness of your lips." 

Marcel simply shrugged and proceeded with the situation, content with the feeling of having his arms around you.

🧡 Margaret

Margaret blushed as you straddled her. "What are you doing?" 

Her heart was beating so fast inside her chest that she thought it might explode. Clearly, you gave her a fake innocent look. 

"Little old me? Well, I thought it would be fun to do your makeup." 

Margaret then noticed the blush container in your hand and smiled warmly. "I don't know a lot about makeup." 

"Then let's change that." 

❤️ Owen

Owen grinned as he put his arms around you when you straddled his lap. 

His smile is almost predatory as he sits up to kiss you, stopping when you put a finger on his lips. 

"What-?" 

You shushed him with a giggle and brought an eyelash curler to his face. 

Before you knew it, your hands were held behind your back. Gently, Owen looked from the tool in your hand back at your surprised face. 

"What are you doing, lass/duck/lad?" 

You pouted a little. "I wanted to do your makeup." 

Owen raised an eyebrow. "I don't wear makeup." 

You tried to squirm away from him, but he just held you tighter. "That looks like a torture device." Owen kissed the tip of your nose. "You're going to get me wasted before I let that thing come anywhere near my face." 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would just raise an eyebrow at you. "Is there something you desire, dollface/ angel face/handsome?" 

You brought some eyeliner into view. "I thought I could do your makeup." You said, making herself comfortable on your lap. 

Before you could even realize what was happening, Rosemary had you both sitting down in front of her vanity mirror, talking about the different kinds and qualities of her collection of beauty products. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would fall into your touch as you sat on his lap, but his guard wouldn't be down. With his eyes narrowed, he looked at you. "What do you want?" 

"I was wondering if I could do your makeup." 

"No." 

"What? Why?" You whined, and Tai sighed. 

"There is no point in it. I don't wear makeup." 

"I thought it couldn't be something we do together, and it would make me so happy." You pouted, and before you knew it, Tai was letting you put foundation on his face. 

"We will never speak of this again." 

💚 Zane

Zane kisses your neck as you sit on his lap, already getting worked up before you stop him. 

"Wait, Zane, I actually wanted to do your makeup." 

Zane pulled back to see the eyeliner in your hand. "You want to do my makeup? Why?" 

"I thought it would be fun!" You give him such a genuine smile that the suspicion on Zane's face melts just a little bit. A feeling deep in his chest blooms, and he can't control letting out an almost primal growl. "While I don't like anyone touching my perfect face, I'll make an exception for you." He whispers, Low in your ear.  

Then, he attacks your neck with kisses. "But after we are through here, I want a smokey eye." 

If someone tells RO that their partner is very hot and "do they mind sharing?" in a semi-joking manner. How will they react?

💛 Marcel

Would give the person an awkward but not unkind smile. "Sorry, but that isn't something me and my partner wouldn't be interested in." Marcel would then go and whisper in your ear about that person just to let you know to watch out or ask if you want him to stay close.

🧡 Margaret

Honestly, she would not get it at first, but when she did anger and jealousy, she would mix inside her, but insecurity would creep in. She would give a wide-eyed stare and bite her lips as she tried to find words. She would watch you and that person the whole night, and if you seemed interested in them, she would have a mental breakdown.

❤️ Owen

Owen's jaw clenched as he stared at the man, giving him a deadly stare. "Not interested." He said, wanting to punch the man's lights out but instead going near you. The whole time, he will be guarding you like a dog, not letting the man come too close, and if he is stupid enough to try anything, he will beat the crap out of that man.

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary completely trusts you, but that doesn't mean that she likes other people looking at you like a buffet, but she is a classy lady. She would give the person a tense smile, making light of it before saying in a polite tone that they couldn't handle you. I'm trying to make light of it, but if that person tried anything with you now, Rosemary has a problem.

🩵 Tai

Smoke came out of his ears, his face so red. He would completely berate the person, no matter who they are in a passive-aggressive way, and depending on the person, he would start to just outright insult anything they could think of. The only thing keeping him in that room is you, but if you decide to leave, Tai is right behind you, giving that person the evil eye. The whole next week will be Tai muttering to himself about the person.

💚 Zane

Rip that person 😢 They will never be seen again ☠️

What if someone is very actively flirting with RO, making heart eyes at them, complimenting, smiling sweetly, etc. The MC looks at them from afar. They don't like it, they are jealous and upset, but they can't say anything because they are too shy and not sure if RO likes such attention from this person or not. So, MC just sends sad glances in their direction.

What will the ROs do? (if it's a crush stage)

💛 Marcel

Marcel would smile politely at the person who is indeed flirting with him, but as soon as he sees you looking at him, he won't be able to keep the conversation going with them. 

The moment your eyes met his, he felt the need to go over to you and tell you that it wasn't what it looked like, but it wasn't. And you weren't his anymore than he was yours, but he wanted to be. Gods, he wanted to be. 

With a quick smile, he politely left the person and walked over to you. 

"Mind if I sit down?" And he glanced at the chair next to you, hoping you understood he wasn't just talking about a seat. 

🧡 Margaret

Margaret blushed at the boldness of the person coming on to them, fanning her face as she felt her nerves jitter. It was nice to be complimented, but it was all too much. 

The moment Margaret's eyes met your own, they widened in understanding because Margaret had been where you sat. Looking at people who she was smitten with flirting with other people, she felt a wave of guilt hit her. 

What was she supposed to do? Did you truly like her, or was it a trick of the mind? She wouldn't be able to breathe as she gave the person an almost wild look before excusing herself and going to a present she knew she would find comfort in. You. Margaret went and stood by you and gave a wary smile with a tinted blush. 

❤️ Owen

Owen had to hold in a laugh at this person, usually, he would just let the jokes and flirting remarks about his figure roll off his back like a duck, and sure, it sometimes gave him a little pride. 

Then his eyes caught yours from across the room, and he felt his breath catch as he held your sad gaze. He didn't understand why you were sad, but he wanted to be there for you. He wanted to hunt down the bastard who made your lips pout like that. 

Not even answering the person beside him, he sat beside you, holding your surprised gaze. 

"You want to get out of here, lass/duck/lad?" 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary purred in the person's ear and whispered back a flirty remark. It came as naturally as breathing. It didn't matter that it made her skin crawl to feel the person's body so close to hers because she was in control of the situation. 

But the moment her eyes met yours, she had the urge to shove the person off of her. She knew jealously. Rosemary felt it herself. She even made others jealous. But the pure sadness that radiated off of you stopped her in her tracks. 

You were upset because she was with someone, and that made Rosemary upset. This growing affection for you made Rosemary dizzy as she, with a flirty grin, excused herself from the person. 

She needed to breathe. 

Rosemary needed to feel like she was in control and not overcome by your ever-growing thoughts. 

🩵 Tai

Tai just stared at the person blankly, his face uninterested in what this person was saying because his eyes were on you. 

It was a habit every since he got to Lockwood to keep an eye on you. To make sure that you were safe. It became a habit that he started to enjoy—the relief that would flood him when he saw you.

Now Tai started to notice that the feeling he had when he saw you was something bubbling within him. Something almost unnatural. Pure. 

His eyes met yours, and he saw the sadness, and before he knew it, he was walking towards you. The pull was too strong for him to ignore as he examined you. 

"What's wrong?" 

💚 Zane

Zane usually loved the attention. He knew he looked good. He knew humans valued outer beauty, but Zane couldn't find it in himself to care what this person was whispering in his ear. It was all too boring. The pleased feeling he would feel at being wanted wasn't there.

Then he sees the sadness in your eyes when you look at him and he frowns. He didn't understand, not really. Why were you upset looking at him and this person?

It all stopped when you came into his life, not the fluttering feeling. No, that seemed to only triple but only when you were near. Hell, the things he wanted to do to you...

It plagued his thoughts like nothing else, and he wondered if this was some sort of plot of your own accord.

Zane would get angry.

Zane would just leave the person without so much as a word of goodbye before sitting next to you.

"What's wrong, little lion? Do I need to kill someone?"

Reaction of ROs when their children prefer them?😭 Like, the simple presence of the RO makes their baby calm down

MC goes to the baby's crib and they can't get the baby to sleep, but when the RO does they fall asleep immediately.

💛 Marcel

Marcel heart would explode as soon as the baby was put in his arms, his warmth instantly making the child calm down. 

The big, beautiful eyes were the same shade as his own, and Marcel smiled, gently rocking his child in his arms. Marcel couldn't believe he had gotten a second chance at having a family. It was a chance to be a father and to know that his child felt safe with him, to the point that the baby instantly calmed down and made him warm all over. 

"Don't worry, little angel; I won't let anything happen to you." 

🧡 Margaret

Would weep with joy and hold her child close. Telling you all about it, not to make you feel bad but to share her relief that her baby actually loves her. Margaret would put a lot of pressure on herself to be the perfect mom, so this would make her relax a whole lot. But she would make it her life mission for you to bond with the baby as well, so you would feel included.

❤️ Owen

Owen would just shrug and would try not to make a big deal out of it so your feelings aren't hurt, but he would be freaking out inside. I could see Owen just holding the baby up when they were alone and saying...

If girl:

"I won't let anything happen to you, lass." And holding his daughter close to his chest.

If boy:

"I will make you proud that I'm your father." And holding his son close to his chest.

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would find it very touching but would worry about the baby bonding with you. She wouldn't want you to feel left out, but at the same time, her own child already finding comfort in her would just make Rosemary's day. Rosemary just smiled the whole day and did not want to be apart from her child for even a minute. 

🩵 Tai

Just Tai was in the rocking chair in the nursery, narrowing his eyes at the baby. "Okay, what is wrong? Don't you know how amazing your other parent is?" 

Tai would just narrow his eyes. The baby preferred him over you? Not possible. You were perfect in every way; couldn't your child see that? So he would pay close attention to the child, maybe even running some tests. He would look through all the parenting books and see if this is normal. When he just figures out that the baby finds him comforting, Tai will honestly be so happy. 

The baby was just babbling at him. In the baby tongue. 

💚 Zane

Oh, so smug. Would rub it in your face, but he would be overjoyed as well. Zane was honestly really scared to become a father, so having his child feel comfortable around him would fill him with pride. 

You, as the MC, would think that it was planned—the baby just wailing and Zane just popping out of nowhere. "Oh, don't worry, kid, I'm here." Zane would say it in a mocking tone towards you, but there was no real heat. 

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." 

How would the ROs react if they're just going about their day and just find the MC sleeping in the weirdest spot/location? (For example when I was younger my mom used to find me asleep in my grandmama's flowerbed, on the lower shelf in the garage, in cabinets, etc.)

When I was younger, I would sleep under my grandmother's table. LOL. I am guessing this is after the ROs know this is just a little quirk about the MC and that the MC is falling asleep in safe places. 

💛 Marcel

Marcel found it endearing. Every time he would find the MC in the most random places around the house, he would smile, putting a blanket over them. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret would find it cute and a little odd, but when she spotted MC on the floor, she would tip-toe around them, not wanting to disturb MC's sleeping figure. 

❤️ Owen

Owen would find it a little odd but just shrug, picking the MC up and bringing them to a comfortable bed. 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would always wake the MC and coax them into bed. Where they are sleeping could not be comfortable. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would sigh; that was bad for the MC's back. They should be in bed, not on the floor or where else they find themselves. Tai would wake MC up and order them to get into bed.

💚 Zane 

LOL. Depending on his mood, either Zane will leave MC wherever they are, unbothered (then go lay out on the bed), or they will curl up with MC on the floor.

I hope you don't mind NSFW ask now. If not, feel free to just ignore this one.

After MC and their RO had some long and intense sex, MC sits up and goes "great warm up, now let's do it for real" to tease them, but if the RO doesn't notice mc was just teasing at first, how would the ROs react?

💛 Marcel

Marcel would be surprised and sit up to look at the MC, wanting to see the sincerity in the MC's eyes, which was hard in the darkened room.

"Again, my love?" Marcel shook his head, his body aching for rest. "While I admire your stamina, I am quite tired. How about I run a relaxing bath for us to enjoy together?"

Marcel would try to coax the MC into a more relaxing activity while still being able to spend time with them. Even though they can't go another round, it doesn't mean they want the night to end.

🧡 Margaret

Margaret's eyes would widen in surprise. "You can go… again? How? Is it normal for me to be so tired?" Margaret is very new to relationships, especially the sexual aspect, so she would not even question that the MC wants to go again. Although she knew her body needed rest so with an apologetic smile, she would ask if they could save it for tomorrow. 

❤️ Owen

"Are you part rabbit?" Owen asked, looking at MC with a suspicious look. 

While Owen was a little put out that he didn't completely wear the MC out, he would be turned on that the MC had a very high sex drive. 

"Give me a few minutes, and we will get right back to it." He kissed the MC, pushing the hair out of their eyes and kissing their forehead. 

"You're going to be the death of me," Owen said, kissing MC's forehead. MC was able to feel the chuckle vibrating through his chest, and he didn't sound that upset about it. 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would raise an eyebrow, her body melting into the bed as she pulled MC close. 

She would be the most suspicious; she was very good at her job, and for MC not to drift off to sleep was a miracle in his writing. 

"I can get behind you being so jazzed; I think I am done for the night, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome." 

Rosemary purred in the MC's ear. "But if you want to do all the work, I wouldn't mind watching." 

🩵 Tai

Tai, like always, felt the need to sleep, which called him like a siren, and for once he was able to feel his eyes close. The exhaustion of letting go now that you were with him and his mind went blank. 

But for once, he found that he was fighting to keep his eyes open, ignoring his muscles. 

"You want to go again?" Tai would look MC over, he supposed it was possible. You weren't exactly human, but to still have that energy was mind-blowing to him. 

Depending on how the MC acts, will determine how he will respond. 

Shy! MC 

Tai gives them a bewildered look before his eyes soften, and he kisses them. "You are full of surprises. How about tomorrow after some well-deserved rest." 

Flirty! MC 

Tai's eyes narrowed as he looked the MC over. "You aren't tired? How- You know what… I'm not going to even ask." Tai just pulled the MC closer. "You have worn me out. Now go to sleep so I can catch up on some well-deserved sleep. I need all the rest to put up with you." Tai whispered in your ear, there was no bite behind his comment. 

💚 Zane

LOL. I honestly find this unlikely, just because Zane prides himself on his stamina in the bedroom.

Zane's eyes widened in pure disbelief before another look crossed their faces.

Determination.

Zane wasn't going to admit that he was exhausted. There was no way in the six hells that MC was going to have more stamina than him.

With as much energy as Zane could muster, he pinned MC to the bed.

"I'm just getting started."

He would take it as a challenge, push through for another round, and then wake up late.

NSFW

if the MC asked the ROs to be patient while they explore their partner's body, who'd have the patience to actually let the MC do what they want to do and who would just pounce mid-way?

💛 Marcel 

Marcel would have the most patience out of all the ROs. Anything you give to Marcel, he will gladly take. Will he want to touch you? Of course, but he wants you to enjoy yourself, and if that is slowly torturing him with your touches, then he will fall to your will. 

🧡 Margaret 

You can have control, but not being able to touch you would be torture. Margaret would break, and a hundred percent would be begging to touch you only a few minutes in. She would even feel guilty and maybe even say she was sorry, but being able to explore your body again would let her mind forget for only a few minutes. 

❤️ Owen 

Hell no. Owen wouldn't even try. If he couldn't touch you, then what was the point? First, he would try to coax you with whispers of how much better it would be if you just let him feel you. If that doesn't work, then he is pouncing, taking control where he can feel your flesh against his touch. 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary would probably be the one to most enjoy this. For you, as a lover, to take your time to explore her body and to take note of every reaction would be the most satisfying thing in the bedroom. You would hear the moans and the purrs in your ears as you explored, and you would even praise her when you touched her in just the right way. 

🩵 Tai

It would depend on what mood Tai was in or how persuasive you are. Lol. Tai is stubborn, and if you were to challenge him, he would not falter, no matter if he wanted to. With clenched teeth, Tai would watch your hands run down his chest, but he would not break. If you did it with sweet words of encouragement, then Tai couldn't help but break and pounce on you midway. 

💚 Zane

Lmao 🤣.  Zane would let you do it, enjoying the torture of not being able to touch you. He would even encourage you to go a little harder... a little rougher— in exploring his body, but don't think he isn't doing the same thing with you later.

Happen to see this on another post.

NSFW

What would the ROs do if suddenly, MC has been hit by a spell or curse that led to them feeling an intense bout of pleasure if the person they like calls their name? If it's a last name, then it's enough to leave a spark of pleasure - but using the first name just leads to an instant org*sm. This is, of course, temporary but I'm curious how the ROs would deal with this.

I am guessing this is after they all find out that the MC isn't in any danger, and you are okay with them using this curse to their advantage. 

💛 Marcel 

Marcel would use it to assist, his voice softly calling your name as he touched your body. He wanted you to feel all the pleasure you could and wanted your body to uncoil in front of him however you needed to. He let you direct him, reading your body and helping you get what you needed. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret would blush furiously. She would not know what to do. One look in her eyes, and you can tell she has so many questions on her mind, as she hovered around you like a bee to a flower. Not wanting to overstep but seeming to want to test this new power of hers. 

"So…." She said, her voice hoarse with arousal and her face red as a tomato. 

❤️ Owen

Owen doesn't waste a second before pulling you into his lap, calling your name like a chant, wanting to build you up before pulling back. He isn't good with words, but this he can do as he praises you, letting the pressure roll off you in waves before giving you a sweet treat. Then he will do it all over again. 

💙 Rosemary

She would be the worst when using the name. Rosie would yell it across the apartment for the simplest things. Asking you to hand her something or what you thought about mundane things. Anything to tease you without actually teasing you. Your name was always being said in a low voice, wanting to watch you crack until she could give you the attention you desired. 

🩵 Tai

Tai will be flustered, but he was trying to hide it. His voice muffled in your neck as he said your name in a breathy moan. His face was flushed with pleasure, but he would push through it, studying your body and saying your name. With him, you don't need to beg; he would want to see your pleasure build up with just your name. He would want to see how quickly it all would be over before asking if you wanted to do it again. 

💚 Zane

I hope whoever cursed you did it by accident; if not, then Zane is going hunting. LOL. He will say it once, watching the pleasure hit you like a wave, before smirking. 

"Oh no, this won't do at all." 

He would back you against the wall; his mouth wouldn't say another word as his teeth touched your sensuous flesh. He would see this curse as a challenge. He didn't need magic to please you. Not when you had him. He wouldn't utter your name, even when you begged for whatever release it needed. 

Would it be possible to know how the ROs would react to accidentally stumbling across some very poetic love letters the MC wrote to/about them but never gave them? 💌

Dating STAGE

💛 Marcel 

Marcel is the most cliche of the ROs when it comes to romance, so these letters would just make his day. That you took the time not only to think about him but also to put it in a form of art would be enough to make Marcel swoon. He would be so touched that you wrote these, but he would put them back where they found them. They weren't his to look at, but the following days, he might share his poetry with you.  

🧡 Margaret 

She would try not to read them, but in the end, she would not be able to help herself. Every single letter or poem she would hug to her chest. Margaret would try to hide that she read them, but before you even stepped through the door, she was gifting you hugs and kisses. LOL. With a small blush, she would admit that she read the letters and offered to keep them in a scrapbook of some kind so she could always read them.

 ❤️ Owen 

The redhead would be so confused about a lot of things. First, why did you write these? The words of love and adoration when you compare him to these beautiful things that he could not even comprehend. Secondly, why hide them? Owen knew that the love you two shared was voiced and not only recognized but cherished, so he wondered why you hid your work from him. While there would be so much confusion, a great sense of love would wash over him. I don't think he would go and find you right then to talk to you about the letters; maybe in a more quiet moment when the two of you are laying in bed or eating breakfast, he would thank you for the lovely words and even some light teasing. 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary would cry. She would cherish your writing, no matter if it was even good, because you took the time to write it. Wiping the happy tears away from her eyes, she would find you, not minding the surprise gasp when she kissed you hard on the mouth. 

"Thank you for the kind words." While holding up the poem. 

🩵 Tai

After finding out what they were about, he would stop reading them. Although he would be blushing all day, the lines that you wrote are replaying in his head. Much like Marcel, he wouldn't tell you he found the letters, but he would want to repay you with a nice dinner or something you had your eye on. If you were to ask him why he was being nice all of a sudden, he would just kiss your forehead and ignore your questions. 

💚 Zane

Zane would be in awe that you would do this; his heart would beat out of his chest as he paced, reading every word like it was a lifeline to another part of himself. This was how you saw him—how you saw your love, and a large smile would form on his face. Zane would find you, hiding his deep sincerity with smug and teasing words, not minding how you blushed before dragging you to the bedroom. 

How would ROs react to a Mc who is off in their own little world just playing with the ROs' hand before slotting both their hands together and holding it, just looking happy with themselves and not noticing the ROs watching them?

This is the early romantic relationship stage (you just started dating). 

💛 Marcel

Marcel's eyes looked at your hands, entwined as you looked at the window display, unblinking, and Marcel chuckled at how you were lost in your little world. He tried to hide a smile as he watched you; his body was calm like this was to be expected. 

He was not new to your daydreaming and even found it endearing—the way your facial expression would change while you were deep in thought. Marcel often had to fight the urge to kiss you silly to see how long it would take you to notice his lips on yours. 

He brought your hand to his lips, watching your eyes come out of a daze while he kissed your palm. 

"You are a treasure." His voice was low, and his eyes were trying to divulge all his endearment in one action. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret often fell victim to daydreaming, so she didn't notice for a long time before she broke out and saw your hands in her own. Margaret's nerves would shoot up, and her face got hot with a blush. She would try to look anywhere but at your locked hands, trying to remember how this happened. Did you hold her hand? Or did she just reach out on instinct? Were you mad? 

Margaret glanced at you from the corner of her eye, her forehead sweating to see your expression. She was surprised to see you looking out into space, much like she imagined herself only a few moments ago. 

Although you weren't angry, her nerves would not calm down at all, and when you broke out of your daze, she would blurt out. 

"I like holding hands with you!" 

❤️ Owen

Owen's body was tense as he looked around. He didn't like PDA, and the feeling of someone seeing how much he cared made his teeth clench. If you were in private, Owen wouldn't hesitate to pull you onto his lap; his lips would already be on your neck as he whispered what he wanted to do to you. 

You broke out of your daze, and feeling how tense Owen was must have brought you out of it. The happy expression left your face, now crossed with embarrassment, you looked down at your locked hands before you started to pull away. 

Owen felt like an asshole. 

Owen caught your hand, needing that happy expression to go back on your face. He wanted you to be happy with him. He locks your hands in a hard grip, making you gasp in surprise. 

"Let's go."

Owen continued walking, your hand warm in his own. 

💙 Rosemary

She blinked in surprise; her hand was intertwined with yours, and she felt herself melt a little. Your touches were so gentle and soft, and the feeling was so new to her in a way that left her breathless. 

Rosemary looked at your face, laughing to herself when she saw that you were in your recurring daydreams and that this wasn't even a move that you were trying to make on her, but pure instinct. With a teasing smile, she stopped you, watching as your confusion turned to surprise when she brought your lips to her own. 

"You're sweet as ice cream, you know that, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome?" 

🩵 Tai

Tai forced himself to keep his resolve, trying not to focus on his own hand. 

That didn't go as planned. 

He thought of how soft your skin was and how the warmth consumed him so that he could hardly breathe. Tai usually would hate that you were daydreaming; the thought of somehow you tripping or walking out in the middle of the road because you were in la la land put him on edge. Now he couldn't be happier that you were too busy in your own head to witness Tai's mental battle. 

Tai fought to keep himself calm as he pretended everything was normal. He wasn't going to ruin the moment, not when he had you so close. 

💚 Zane

Zane felt the warmth, and his eyes traveled to your clasped hands. His shiver went down his spine. He couldn't help but stare at you in surprise, his eyes locking with your own glassy ones. 

Ah, you were in your daydreams again. 

He found it odd how you could let your guard down so often. How could you let it down with him? It was a daily mental battle for him to reassure himself that this was real. You cared about him in a way that he never thought possible. These soft touches of affection made his heart beat out of his chest, and he saw a shadow at the corner of his eye, giving him a knowing look. 

Zane shook off the feeling, a cocky smile crossing his face as he pulled you closer, his arm wrapping around your waist. 

Zane took control of the situation, his lips biting your earlobe as he whispered, a deep growl coming from his chest. 

"Don't tease me, little lion." 

The ROs suddenly get hurt and shy MC immediately rush over to them panicked and start tending to their wounds. All inhibitions lost for a moment as they openly fret over ROs.

How do the ro's react/feel?

💛 Marcel 

Marcel couldn't help but smile, no matter how bad the pain. Not only did you care, but you were showing it. Your shy nature was not strong enough to get in the way of you caring for him. Marcel would be on cloud nine when he reached out, cupping your face in a gentle hold. 

"Darling, do not fret. I am alright." He said it gently, wanting the anxiety to leave your body. 

Marcel's instincts of being the leader would eventually take over; his body relaxed and his voice calm. Even though he wanted to bask in this moment between the two of you, he needed you to understand that everything was going to be okay. 

🧡 Margaret 

The way you freaked out over her left her in surprise. She wouldn't stop you; she couldn't find it in her. Margaret would try to calm you down, trying to explain that demons heal faster and that everything was going to be okay. Margaret wouldn't realize that she was rambling, not minding the pain anymore, and only focusing on your eyes. 

"I swear I'm fine! Don't worry, I will be healed before you know it." 

❤️ Owen

Owen didn't even focus on the searing pain that went through his body when anger was all he felt. He was embarrassed. He was so angry. Fighting was the one thing he was good at, and he failed. The embarrassment was worse than the injury, although his thoughts stopped when he saw your scared reaction. Your hands were on Owen in a second, faster than he could blink, and he couldn't help but calm down. 

You were worried about him, and he kissed you. The adrenaline, arousal, and the need to see that worried look left your face, mixing inside him like a bomb before pulling away. 

"I'm fine, lass/lad/duck, now help me up so I can kill this bloody bastard." 

💙 Rosemary

She would be in awe. For your worry to fuel you to be more confident, it sent a shiver down her spine. Rosemary felt her heart beat out of her chest, her adoration for you growing by the minute as you wrapped up her wound. Your shyness was gone, and Rosemary smiled, starting to tease you. 

"Oh, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome, you know I like it rough, but maybe be more gentle in this instance." She winced a little, her voice teasing. She didn't want you to be worried. 

🩵 Tai

Tai watched you with a look of pure amazement. You gently stopped the bleeding, swatting away Tai's own hands as he tried to sort out his wounds. He wanted to yell and ask what the hell you thought you were doing. He was the doctor here; he could sort this out himself, but the look of pure terror on your face made him stop.

Tai could berate you later if he could find it in him. Right now, he felt you needed this. To keep your hands busy, he was the same way.

Tai helped you, instructing you in a calm voice about what to do and trying to show you that everything was going to be okay. 

💚 Zane

Zane would just stare at you, his body relaxed as you examined his wounds, your soft touch making Zane waver. Zane never knew anyone to care for him or to stop everything to make sure he was okay. He didn't know how to react. The blonde couldn't find it in himself to push you away, not when your touch was all he craved. 

When you looked up, you would see Zane's eyes on you, his stare unblinking. 

"Zane?" 

Zane shook his head, getting his thoughts in order before kissing you. 

"Thank you.." 

When you looked into his eyes, you were surprised to see that there was no teasing smirk but a genuine gleam in his eyes. 

No, this moment meant something. The teasing could come later.