#so back to Livius I go
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Who goes to a university library to have a half hour phone call over speakers at their top volume? Sir???? Some people here are trying to work????
#If it were important business I could understand#but this is just a meandering conversation about nothing#The amount of side eyes from passerbys is amazing#I'm sitting in a nook next to the printer to check over my scans' legibility before printing#so there's a lot of shared looks with raised eyebrows and amused smiles going on#Also yeah checking scans isn't working per se#but I have to run some abbreviations through three different websites to find the right passages to copy too#and it's annoying to try and compare Latin editions to one another with someone complaining about the weather on speaker#and the other party going hmmm yeah good point#Like sirs????#Anyhow they hung up#so back to Livius I go
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One of your stronger demon oc’s: hey babe you interested in trying a new kind of foreplay? It’s called demonic possession
Their match: *looking confused* you already possess me though?
[Already talked about Livius with this, so why not good old Santi? Fem reader.]
The incubus laughs.
It's that same old rich, deep noise that had your knees weak the first time you heard it, and still manages to make you warm up briefly. Santi gives you a calm, lidded and loving look, it feels just the tiniest bit patronizing.
" Mm, that I do. "
He swirls his glass of sangria idly. You know he's not going to drink, its only purpose is to match your own set of cutlery, to make it feel as if Santi is having dinner with you, when he's really just keeping you company as you fulfill your basic human needs. You can't really complain about this though, the demon goes out of his way to order excellent dishes for you, and he never fails any of the "human meals in a day", as he put it.
" However- " The world rolls off his mischievous tongue. " I was using the word in a literal sense, love. "
You choke on the steak. " E- Excuse me? "
His head tilts, some sort of realization coming over that pale face when he studies your reaction. " No no, excuse me- I should have explained this to you better. "
Santi steeples his fingers for a moment, pauses, then plays with the glass some more, tracing its golden rim.
" You're familiar with the concept of demonic possession, right? " He starts, tone slightly more serious.
A shiver crawls up your spine, not exactly the most pleasant kind. " Y... Yes. Isn't it something horrific though? It's supposed to hurt! And deform someone's body! It can kill me! Why would you- "
" Easy. " Santi calls, watching your rambling get out of hand.
" Santi, that's insanity! You want to make me crawl the walls and start chanting things?! That arouses you? I don't think my body can- "
" Love. "
The more forceful tone silences you, but by no means is your apprehension quelled. Your appetite seems to fade in the face of possible danger.
There's a sigh from the monster in front of you.
" And this is why your silly little horror movies keep causing a divide in our society... "
That catches your attention.
A less inviting frown sits on Santi's face. " Possession gets an incredibly harmful reputation from your precious Exorcist movies. Each one more ludicrous than the last. "
It's your turn to frown. " Don't sit there and tell me that those things don't happen, Santi! Possession is done for all sorts of things and I'm not stupid enough to buy a lie that it's all sunshine and rainbows... "
You expect him to get even more upset, but instead, the incubus shakes his head, setting the glass down to look you in the eyes. " But it doesn't have to be that way, love. "
He continues when all you do is cross your arms.
" You've seen a hundred movies about demons with ill intent tarnishing the bodies of surfacers... But you've never seen a movie about a demon possessing the person they love, have you? "
Silence. He lets those words splay onto the table like a winning hand in a tense game of cards.
And, truth be told, you have nothing to counter that with. Because he's right. You have never heard of such a thing as possession between lovers.
" ... That's real? "
" More than real. " The high-ranker responds softly. " It's one of the most intimate thing you can do with an infernal partner. " Some of that earlier playfulness shines again. " And it can be so fun. "
You gulp, looking to the side. " It's dangerous. "
" Not if done properly. " Santi's quick to cut in. " A calm, willing vessel and a strong emotional connection will make it a much smoother process than the painful spasms you're privy to in your Halloween hits... "
It seems he has an answer for everything.
" Not to mention, as the bearer of my mark, you already have a little bit of me in you. It wouldn't be your body's first contact with my essence. " He's back to tracing the rim of the bottle, smelling it briefly, sharp pupils watching the berries in it sway before studying you once more.
" Why... Why do you want to do this? " It still sounds strange to you.
The dark fiend is silent for a few seconds, then leans forward on the table, glass set back down so his chin can rest on the palms of his hands. A grin with more teeth than lips threatens to cleave his face.
" Because it gets me really hard. "
... Can't fault him for lack of honesty.
Clearing your throat, you take a sip of your drink so you can think of what to say next. You need to pick your words right or this conversation will escalate to Santi playing with himself at the table.
" I could guess as much. "
" You're still hesitant. " He points out, piercings jingling as he tilts his head.
" I guess... What I'm more worried about is, how long it'll last. What you're going to do. What... What're the terms? "
His brows raise. " Treating this like a deal? How clever of you! Alright, here are my terms. "
Santi straightens, and although his smile is endlessly lascivious and wanton, he speaks clearly and slowly.
" I want to possess your delicious body for three days and three nights. During that time, you can hear, see, smell and feel everything that happens. You can talk to me and you will be given periodic control to perform certain tasks. "
He starts.
" I want to use it for both our pleasure, and I will be having sex with people I determine can service us well. I will not disclose to these people that you are possessed. " There's a beat of silence, before he adds something in forethought. " Although it may look as if some acts will be painful, you have my word that only pleasure will reach you. "
The meaning is not lost on you. " So you want to make me sleep with huge monsters? "
Santi winks, amused to be caught.
" That's relative, isn't it? What monster isn't huge compared to a human? Why I'm fairly huge to you. "
Your eyes roll. " What a charming non-answer. "
The incubus' jovial laugh is almost infectious.
" Come now, we'll see. "
It's your turn to make a move. Wide, blinking puppy eyes are cast towards the handsome demon. " Can't you even give me a pointer, it's my body after all... "
" Is that an agreement I hear? " He hums.
" Answer the question. "
Santi makes a quiet chuckle. " Very well. " Dark knuckles crack, he stares off for a moment, licking his chops. It's the signature look of a pervert looking forward to the near future.
" I have an idea as to who our first bedwarmer can be- "
" Of course you do. "
" I really do. " He snorts, the suave look breaking entirely for half a second where his amusement is so great he cannot help it. Santi waves for you to keep eating, waiting until you have a bite to continue.
" So, there's this bakery close enough, I've been meaning to take you there for a while now because I hear stuff there is divine. Anyhow, the guy in charge of it is really interesting. You know mindflayers? "
The very same bite you just took flies out your mouth, back onto the plate. The incubus stares at it for a second, then wheezes quietly. " Taking that as a yes. "
" Aren't mindflayers... Kind of reclusive? And evil? "
" Well, typically, yes- "
" And this one runs a bakery? "
" That's what I said- "
" What is he selling, brain croissants?! "
Santi barks out a laugh that nearly sends spittle across the table, having to look away from you, clutching his midsection and cackling like a madman.
" That's the thing- " The incubus clears his throat, nearly losing his composure again. " This one is very interesting. He's uhm- I'm not sure what the process is called, but he's a loner. Swore off people brains, or so he says. Trying to make an honest living! "
Slowly, you try once more to finish your meal. " And you want to fuck with him. "
" No... " The way his lips wobble at your deadpan is enough of a tell. " I want you to fuck him."
You make a face at the idea of laying with a mindflayer.
" Mhm, don't look at me like that. " Santi purrs.
Beneath the table, you feel his tail gently loop around your ankle, squeezing.
" Have you never thought about it? What can a lover with such long tentacles do to a cute little thing like you? How will he take advantage of your weak, simple-minded nature to do whatever he wants? "
When you gulp, it's not just because you need to swallow your current mouthful.
" Let me paint the scene, love. "
The incubus seems to be getting short of breath, the thrill of his own lurid fantasy forcing him to bite his lip and trace his own horn piercings with restless fingers.
" You're hardly dressed, the peaks of your nipples poking out a sad excuse of a top and your skirt so short the smallest brush might bare your cuntlips. You're hungry, we're hungry, so you walk into this cozy looking bakery to get yourself something sweet. Oh and many are the treats in that glass display, but the most appetizing of them all is the big man carrying a hot tray from the kitchen. He's tall, a peculiar mindflayer with a strange skintone and unusually thick build, his tendrils cascading longer than you'd expect. The look on his face is one of complete focus as his boots thump softly on the ground. Until he sees you, that is- "
Your attention to this little tale he's spinning is more rapt than you'd care to admit. Not that you need to, Santi can tell.
" His latest client. A human girl with this cute little smile and doe eyes. Mister Roland, you ask so sweetly, I've been told such wonderful things about your talent and pastries. You're oh so charming, so enticing, the poor baker can't deny the thoughts that course through his perverted mind. He wants to bend you over his counter, wants to spread you out before him and force your legs apart with his long nimble appendages. You'd make such a fine stress-reliever to rut into during breaks, wouldn't you? And you'd love getting stuffed full of illithid cock, right? You're begging for it after all... "
" God, Santi- " You mutter under your breath.
" Hm... Maybe all it takes is some simple conversation, letting those fantasies foment in his mind, building into a desire so pungent it would make even me crawl the walls. You tilt your head, kick your legs, lid your eyes and invite him away. He wouldn't mind a little interruption, surely. And then, oh then- With a little bit of my help, you'd turn him into a drooling beast. A species thought so impervious to all sorts of manipulations, all but barely able to think of anything except the taste of your pussy, the hug of it around his cock- He's lonely, lonelier than he's ever been now that he's on his own. You're probably the first thing he's going to fuck in a small eternity. Ideally, we get him here. Want to know why? "
Santi points to the bedroom, where a large mirror resides.
" I want to see him hold you up in those practiced hands and pound you into a pulp with his tendrils wrapped all around you, neck tits thighs, flicking your dirty little clit- Oh he may not eat your brain, but he's certainly going to fuck it out of you. "
" Holy shit, Santi- " You nearly yell.
" Fun, right? I told you. You just have to start believing in me a little more. " He's back to weirdly smelling the sangria.
The silence that follows is thick and heady, he lets you process the canvas he painted for you with a soft rumble of anticipation. You dare not look into Santi's eyes, because the depravity you'll find there will doubtlessly steal your will.
Fork and knife neatly arranged, you push the plate forward.
" I... I want a safeword. "
The way he lights up like a Christmas tree is impossible to miss.
" Of course, love. " The incubus sighs dreamily. " We can pick one tomorrow. Now, if you're done eating, let's get you to bed. "
" Because, after all, you're going to have a long couple of days ahead of you. "
#Santi oc#yandere monster#yandere teratophilia#monster boyfriend#terato tag#monsterfucker#monster x reader#not sfw
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Since I'm away from my tablet and can't work on my fanart wip (*unintelligible frustration sounds*), I will offer you a bit of local folklore regarding a Snake in ancient Rome.
So, this is the Isola Tiberina in Rome, also known as "Isola degli ammalati" (Island of the sick) because it was consecrated to the cult of Asclepius, god of healing, and since ancient times it has been used for quarantines (hence the hospital still present and working on it today).
Legend has it, as Livius and Ovidius tell us, that in 292-291 BC a terrible plague broke out in Rome, and the Senate sent a group of ten emissaries to Epidaurus, the greek city where the largest temple of Asclepius was located. Once there, they asked for a sign of benevolence from the god and, lo and behold!, a Great Snake came out from the temple and boarded the Roman ship all on its own, instructing the emissaries to go back to Rome and sail up the river Tiber until they reached the then uninhabited island, where the Snake slithered off board and went hiding between the bushes, never to be seen again.
The Senate took that as a divine sign and consequently ordered to consecrate the island to Asclepius, building a temple that would serve as hospital and place of healing for all people of Rome, and with that the terrible plague was over.
As a sign of gratitude, the island was carved in the shape of a boat and a little Asclepius Snake was sculpted to preserve the memory of the miracle. And even though over time the temple was turned into a catholic church and the entire cult of Asclepius was abandoned, if you go there, you can still see the snake hanging in under what remains of the "bow" of the ship.
Now I don't know about you, but if I think of a supernatural Great Snake slithering about in ancient Rome, helping lots of people while pretending that he just went for a casual boat ride, a quick temptation and a bit of wine tasting, a very specific someone comes to my mind...
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Confession:
"I believe people backed off from Amen's route when they realize Amen wasn't that man" I hate everyone but my LI" a common trope in romance; and in this case everyone expected Amen to change for Eva. Nah.
The author twisted this trope and gave us a man with his own issues: he hates Livius because he was born rich, Amen associates dark Magicians as insects, he's grumpy and cold, he can be decent. He has some feelings towards Eva yet that doesn't make him magically better or treat the her better: Remember when Set said Eva and Ram were gonna die when Amen almost caught us; so LI or not, he was going to kill Eva for the sake of his beliefs and that's what makes his and Eva's relationship so compelling.
We know that when Amen is gonna have proof, a part of him will be delighted to have caught another dark magician, the other will probably suffers because a part of him had hoped that Eva was a simple lousy scribe."
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SONG OF THE CRIMSON NILE: Danger
I have a fan theory now because of the new update. Amen and Eva get their happy ending with their two children, their 15-year-old daughter Bahiti and 11-year-old son Zahur.
Ramesses is now in charge of training people in the dark arts, Livius works as a personal healer, Agnia still works alongside Amen, and Amen and Eva have a happy marriage. Unfortunately, Remmao is still out there on the run from the hunters.
Eva and Amen believe he's dead because of how many years have passed, but he surprisingly shows up one. He finds out Eva has two children, and he ends up going after the family. He decides to go after Bahiti because she's their only daughter. He sees she looks just like Amen, similar in face but with long white hair and big milky blue eyes. She's gorgeous and the perfect target...or so he thinks.
Bahiti stays up in bed late one night reading from an old magic tome, a usual routine because of her love for reading. Unfortunately, Remmao sneaks up behind her while she reads.
"Keep quiet," he warns her. "Or I'll cut out your tongue right now."
"Who..." Bahiti demands. "Who are you?"
"Ah," Remmao smirks. "Your mother's never mentioned me, has she?"
"Wait..." Bahiti panics. "You're...her old mentor!"
Remmao laughs. "Clever girl. Now don't speak and things will end rather quickly without so much pain."
"W-wait!" Bahiti pleads. "We...we can make a deal!"
Remmao scoffs. "Oh? And what kind of deal?"
Bahiti's panic masks into that of a cold, calculated teenager. "The kind of deal that has YOUR tongue being cut out!"
In a flash, she rips a hidden knife from the robe of her night clothes and stabs him in the thigh. Remmao screams, causing him to drop his own knife that she catches and stabs him in the other thigh, forcing him on his knees.
"AAAGH!" Remmao screams. Bahiti glares down at him, grabbing his chin and forcing his mouth open.
"Did you really think my family didn't warn us about you?" She spits. "You have some nerve showing up."
Remmao gurgles as she forces the sharp end of her dagger into his mouth.
"You overestimated your success," Bahiti smirks. "First, NEVER sneak up on the daughter of the Supreme Epistates. Second, that dagger you tried to stab me with...I could smell what was on it before you even snuck up on me."
Remmao's jaw flexes and his amber eyes bug. The poison...how could she have...
"You used too much," Bahiti shrugs. "And that's not even poison...it's a paralysis elixir. It only paralyzes your victim for two minutes, but in your case you coated your knife in an entire bottle.
Remmao looked down at his thigh where his own knife was embedded. In seconds, he could no longer feel his muscles or his hands, not anything! He groaned as Bahiti stepped back, falling onto his back. In one swift move, he watched as she grabbed the hilt of the knife and yanked it out.
"Agh!" His tongue felt swollen as she flung it to the side.
"FATHER!" Bahiti shouts. "HE'S IN HERE!"
The door bursts open and Amen comes running inside. He stands right over Remmao's crumpled body, pleased that his family pulled off something as easy as this. Eva comes running inside as well, past her husband and toward her daughter.
"Oh my baby!" She grabs her and nestles her in her arms. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?!"
In her arms, Bahiti slumps forward. She shakes her head. "No...I'm ok."
Two hunters enter the room as Amen flings Remmao toward them.
"Take him to the tower," he orders. "Let him face justice there."
Remmao groans as he's escorted out. Amen sighs as he turns to Eva and Bahiti. He kneels before her, cupping her face.
"You were so brave," he smiles.
However, her face crumbles and fresh tears pour down her cheeks. "I...I was still scared!"
She wraps her arms around his neck.
"It's over now," Eva promises. "You're safe. You and your brother both."
"Mom? Dad?" They all turn to see Zahur peaking inside. "Is it over? Did you get him?"
"Yes. We did."
Zahur runs over as Amen holds him close. Eva smiles.
"This is what it means to be brave," she tells them. "Sometimes you both must fight your own battles."
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Hidden Feelings ~ Evthys ( Romance Club/ Song Of Crimson Nile )
Title: Hidden Feelings
Pairings: Evthys x Isman (Platonic/kiss) Evthys x Livius ( Romantic )
Warnings: Kissing ( that's it )
Summary: After working with her boyfriend one morning Eva tells Livius about her and Isman's first kiss.
Author Note- This is for fun, I'm aware Isman and Evthys are friends / see each other as siblings. This is strictly for fun, so do not come at me with nonsense or hate.
Fandom: Romance Club.
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Evthys hummed as she lifted the body up allowing her boyfriend to examine the body, Livius glanced at her for a brief second and winked.
Eva felt her cheeks heating from the gesture, she smiled and looked away.
“ Are you okay? You are a little quiet this morning, my dear” Livius' soft voice echoed around the room.
The person underneath them was not dead, but almost there. So they were lucky they could speak freely without interruption.
Evthys shook her head and felt her heart clenching, memories of her and Isman's life flashed before her eyes.
Before she knew it, her mouth was moving and she was suddenly thrown back into the past.
“ he was 15 and I was 13”....
< 13-year-old Evthys laughed loudly as she ran and hid behind a bush, her 15-year-old best friend laughed and chased after her.
“ I'll find you honey” Isman's voice echoed around the area. Honey was a name her best friend had been calling her for the last few weeks, and it never gets old.
Eva braced herself and covered her arms with her legs and tried to calm her racing heart, but it seemed her breaths came out quicker than she could stop them.
She cursed herself as she was caught.
Isman grabbed her arm and pulled her out from the bushes. Eva gasped as she dust off the dirt from her clothes and scowled her.
She didn't seem to listen, because she was focused on his face. Since when did her best friend become attractive?.
She could feel her heart racing, speeding up.
What was this feeling?.
A hand snaps in front of her face.
“ Eva are you okay? I wasn't too rough with you, was I?”.
Eva finds herself shaking her head no.
Her best friend smiled at her and that was when she knew, she had feelings for her friend.
Isman walked her and himself back to the house, where she hid her feelings from him.
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* Two years later *
15-year-old Evthys held her hand over her heart and wiped away the tears from her face.
Why was she still feeling this why? What was wrong with her?
She stood up from her bed and went down the front entrance of the living room.
And there he was, Isman.
Her best friend, the one who took her in when no one was there for her.
Her mother was dead, he Father was dead.
Her family was gone.
But Isman's family had taken her in.
And she was so grateful for them.
“ Hey, Eva h-” he trailed off as he noticed her facial expression.
“ What's wrong?”.
That question startled him.
How was she supposed to bring up this topic?.
How was she supposed to tell him the truth?.
She needed to tell him now.
But from the look on her face, he knew what it was.
“ Is it still there?”.
Eva knew what he meant.
Was her feelings/crush still there for him?.
The question was hard.
Isman sighed and reached for her hand. Evthys was confused. “ Huh? What are you doing?”.
“ Come here, let's get this over with. Come to my room, Eva”.
Evthys heart skipped a beat. What did he mean by that?. She didn't speak but only followed him.
When they reached Isman room, he opened the door and motions for her to go inside.
She did so with ease, she walked over to his bed and sat down. He followed a few seconds later.
It was quiet for a few minutes until Isman spoke up. “ I allow you to kiss me, but no tongue. No clothes off, and no touching inappropriate, got it?.”
Eva's ears perked up. “ Why? I don't understand?”.
Isman sighed. “ So you can get over your feelings over me Eva, I want you to experience this.”
Finally, she nodded.
“ Fine. Your funeral.”
The two friends adjusted themselves, and prepared for themselves for what was about to happen.
This will change this.
This may or may not make things work, they both just wanted this over with and behind them.
“ Alright. Come here” Isman's voice broke the silence. Evthys leaned forward, as did he. He grabbed her face with both of his hands and softly pressed his lips against her lips.
The kiss lasted for five minutes.
Eva took things in her own hands, and kissed him harder. She opened her mouth so she could feel him, he did, but without tongue.
After two minutes, the two friends pulled away. And Isman opened his eyes and looked at his friend in front of him.
“ Well?”.
Eva opened her eyes and looked at him confused. “ Well, what?” she asked.
“ How do you feel, silly?”.
“ Oh” she laughed. “ I feel wonderful. You were right, it wasn't nothing strong. Just a little crush.”
“ I told you” Isman laughed.
They laughed together and fell on the bed, their friendship still as strong as ever. >
Evthys snaps out of her memories and looks at her boyfriend. Who was silent the entire time.
Livius waited a few minutes as he went around the room searching for things.
Finally, he came back and spoke up. “ So you kiss your friend I thought you had a brother / sister relationship?”.
Eva couldn't tell, but she swore Livius sounded jealous.
“ Oh, we do.”
“ Do you still have feelings for him?”.
She chuckled. “ No, that was just a crush. I was young, and vulnerable and we were around each other a lot. So I guess I was hormonal as well. And besides I don't think that was a crush, I think I only did that because I wanted someone like him to be with. Kind, listen, protective, and yeah, you know?” she finished.
Livius laughed then and pointed at himself. “ Someone like me then?”.
Evthys giggled, and hid her hand behind her face. A blush begin to form on her cheeks.
She could never stop blushing around her boyfriend, that was one of the reasons why she loved Livius.
He made her feel special.
“ yes, and I love you ” she replied.
Livius gasped and walked forward towards her. “ what did you say?”.
Her heart was beating hard. “ I said I love you”.
He beamed at her. “ I love you too, darling.”
He walked close and leaned down to capture his lips against hers.
And Eva allowed him.
The End
Author Note- yeah, I know this doesn't make sense. This was just Evthys telling her lover Livius about her and Isman's childhood memories and their first kiss. It made more sense in my head.
Once again do not come at me with Hate, I am aware Isman and Evthy's relationship is Platonic, and I am aware Eva was practically adopted by her best friend's parents and they think of each other as friends/brothers and sisters.
This was just for fun, I am allowed to write for what I felt. And for those who may like it.
Well enjoy!.
Until next time -
HarmonyVerendez.
#rc isman#rc livius#rc sotcn#rc eva#past romance#first time kissing#romance club#friendship#friends first time kissing#platonic relationship#first love#first time having crush#my post#HarmonyVerendez#one shot#fanfiction
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Ussss, ik ramesses wasn't originally supposed to be a Li but I think we're like in season 2 and he still hardly has scenes 😢😢 he also only has one cg till now. I also love agnia and she's my second choice but even she's been very absent and has only had scene the last two updates. Still I think both these have not been treated good and when we get anubis in the future it'll only get worse :(( (for the record I don't hate Amen or livius or Ash but they all have a lot of scenes and CGS)
i'm disappointed but not surprised tbh, this season so far i'd been quite indecisive on whether to continue on his path or not - i've been romancing livius too (not as much tho) and the difference between them is SO BIG
livius' path is great ngl and we're getting SO MUCH while its like she forgets rame is even there and then is like "oh well let me write a kiss scene and call it a day" the writing is just so bad for him it's unfair to everyone who romances him :/
back in s1 she said she didn't know whether he'd be a complete branch or not but at the end of the season she said it'd be complete so to go back on her word is, again, unfair to those who romance him
as for agnia, i saw on her tg she said she wanted to properly introduce her so it'd take more time for it to make sense (guess she meant the last update) so now that we know who/what she is she'll be more important to the story so i guess her screentime is finally going up so yay!! she said she didn't want her to look like a side character like lima in kcod so she took her time with agnia - i won't romance her but i have high hopes for her character, lets see how it'll progress
#also apparently rame is being sidelined for anubis#what's with her and making deiteis romanceable wtf#i really don't think we need a new li halfway through the book but oh well 💀#romance club#song of the crimson nile#rc ramesses#rc agnia
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(HS anon here turning into the SoCN anon for a bit.)
Usually I would go for someone like Livius he's a short king a refuse to accept he's taller than Evthys. Dude is the sweetest in the friendship route like omg they are besties and they have Friendship. Necklaces. 🥺💕
And usually I don't go for the... "Toxic" LI; most of the time they annoy me, not because they are eViL, but because they act like spoiled babies and I can't take them seriously.
But Amen... Ah, Amen. I'm obsessed with this Giant Motherfucker™. He's creepy; he's pathetic; he's awful, him big; he's an asshole; he looks fashionable great in purple, but black/red is not his colour. And absolutely no one in the story likes him except Evthys. And yet he acts like a gentle giant with my girl, and he has the cutest smile like, what the fuck that's illegal. Everything about their relationship is so disturbing and sensual at the same time, I can't help but be intrigued. Like, big boy was holding Evthys' hand and wanted to kiss her fingers and nails, and then next scene he's torturing someone by pulling their nails/fingers. That's just so fucked up and I. Love. It.
And it bothers me that the author, instead of accepting that yeah, dude is a monster. She goes, nooooo but he's bored by torture, he's not that baaaaad. Really? Why does he have a favourite tool then? Make it make sense! He's literally like, oh I gotta get the old and reliable Betty to torture this person hehe.
Also, I'm obsessed with the fact that Amen saw Evthys and he was like "I can fix her". Same, dude, same.
KJFDGKDFHG supreme epistates who? i only know him as Giant Motherfucker™ now
random fangirling i just want to throw out there before i'm forced to revert back to coherent thought: his supreme epistates outfit has rotted my brain and i genuinely consider him the hottest character in the book (after evthys) bc of that outfit alone + his smile is lovely but can we please talk about his SAD FROWN??? and his doubtful expression when he's looking to the side??? or how hot he is when he has his hood pulled up??? PLEASE
but ok see, my thing is... i love all these qualities about amen too and love him as a character but overall i'm just turned off by how sterile his scenes are in their passion like. i get that the attraction between him and evthys is so wild it completely consumes them but ?? where is the intimacy, where is the genuine connection, where is the emotional core that makes their scenes more than just boner-riddled smut lol like... i would really love to know what he loves about evthys aside from her feistiness and bomb ass body. i would love to see them have moments that boil down to something other than wanting to rip the clothes off each other
i mean amen only won me over when things got really candid and intimate between them when he was supporting evthys through her grief (their hurt/comfort deadass made me go insane) and i was really looking forward to seeing them build on that and develop more trust and just get closer beyond a physical sense but everything just keeps boiling down to physical attraction :\ and that's the only reason why livius is a tick above amen for me rn because that bitch was out here literally "bringing the colors back into her life"??? being her rock through everything that's happening??? seeing through evthys' bullshit and truly knowing her as if they've always been close???
like when we do get that shit w amen, we get it good like when he held evthys on the riverbank or when he kept fussing over her health and her skill as a scribe out of genuine concern for her future or when he added that flirty ass comment on her godawful drawing 😭 so i'm desperately manifesting that remy will get her shit together and start giving us more of that instead of boiling everything down to horniness because. i would love to go insane over amen again ngl
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Sometimes I trawl the back-alleys of Wikipedia articles just to see what parts of the Great Roman Clusterfuck I can dredge up. By “Clusterfuck” I mean the Roman habits of 1) intermarrying constantly, 2) repeating the same names over and over, and 3) going to war with each other.
Today’s findings:
Sallust (the historian!) had an affair with Sulla’s daughter Fausta.
You know how Clodius got himself adopted by a pleb so he could stand for tribune? Dolabella did that too.
Livia, wife of Augustus, was granddaughter of the tribune Marcus Livius Drusus, and also Brutus’ second cousin through Drusus’ sister.
Cato was Bibulus’ father-in-law and Ahenobarbus’ brother-in-law, in addition to being Octavian’s stepbrother-in-law.
Brutus and Lepidus were brothers-in-law, and Brutus’ half-brother Silanus sided with the Caesarians. He was even Octavian’s co-consul in 25 BCE, which must have been Awkward considering Octavian had cut off Brutus’ head...
#there are too many cornelias and marcuses#these romans are crazy#the great roman clusterfuck#ancient rome#jlrrt speaks
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MARIUS de ROMANUS APPRECIATION WEEK DAY 6
-NOBLE HEART
A father writes to his distant son, during his service with the Roman army, against the backdrop of their Rome, which like a thread unites them.
… You are a long way from Rome, my son, and I hope you are well. I can still hear in my ears your protests about what Flaviana and I have decided for you. I hope you will forgive us; in fact, I know for a fact that in your heart you already have. The army is not so bad, and it is necessary for you to take this step, and then follow your path in life. Many things are different without you here with us. Your sister Drauca gives us a hard time, without you to teach her math, and little Candidia, she cries at least once a day, under our mulberry tree in the garden, the one under which you used to tell her stories of the gods. Martius keeps asking when you'll be back, and Fabritius keeps going looking for you in the places you used to take him with you, waiting for you there for hours. Appius, he keeps coming to your bedroom door every night, and wishing good night to your empty bed, hoping his words will reach you.
Flaviana says nothing, but I know her as well as you do, and I see in her eyes the sadness and love she speaks to you every morning and every night, with words she murmurs in the wind, dedicated, you know that even though she did not give you life in this world, she loves you, and raised you as her own. You know all these things, beloved son, without needing your father to tell you. Never believe for a moment that in my heart there is no sorrow, for you who are far away, Marius, you have always been for your father a devoted son, though stubborn, rebellious says your uncle Albanus! I cannot see you as such, to me you are always that little bundle I have clutched to me on a horse, determined to take you with me. And to your father, though you are so big, a man now, you will always remain that little boy in his heart. The gods know how much I miss you, and they know how much I miss your words, and your sharp intellect, like your ostentatious sarcasm, or the words you can say to your father, how much you realize he needs your support. And there has never been a need to say a word to you, your heart has always let you see everything, though as usual, you prefer to be guided by your intellect. But I hope one day you will see it, my son, that you will see the noble heart that resides in you, my Marius. You are my pride and my dearest companion, even in these hours, in all this time when you are away, your being hovers within these walls and gives me peace.
It gives me peace to know that you are following what your father wishes for you, and that you are far from any battle, at least for the time being. Yes, you must forgive your old father who sent you away, and now he weeps because he fears for his son. Peace is little, my son, no matter how hard an old man clings to it, in order to endure this time when you are not with me. Please also try to listen to that noble heart you have, as well as your intellect, and come home, back to your father.
Be strong and whole, in heart in soul and in body.
Your father Livius
#Marius de Romanus#Marius and his father#Marius de Romanus appreciation week#Marius de Romanus appreciation week DAY 6
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@multistories asked: [For The Damaged]
❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜ - Livius to Rose
"Not at all! I could tell you looked a little upset."
A customer lashing out suddenly wasn't a strange occurrence. After all, you never know what someone is going through, and Rose was always one to give grace to others. Sometimes at the detriment of her own feelings, but she always bounced back.
"I didn't want to pry, so I mentioned it. Buuuut! I have some sweet tea blends that might cheer you up? Or maybe some fruit from my roof garden?" She smiled kindly, the other's harsh words rolling easily off her. If anything, she was more worried for him than herself, and she preferred making people smile.
Stepping from behind the counter, she gestured to a side door leading outside to some metal stairs. "That is, if you want!"
#and the cards read as such {ic}#look to the stars for what you seek {answered}#if the sunset came alive {muse: rose}#multistories
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☀️💤💭 Daydream about your stuff while working on project and stuck on the thought of the Queens+Icons dealing with the gradual mutations from the infernal energy, like scratching to the point of blood from where a horn is forming, rubbing skin raw from where the pigment is changing, but mostly about Wrath Queen cutting their teeth on Kalymir. Just full on gnawing on his arm trying to ease the pain, I imagine he's completely unphased if not amused.
TW: Unsanitary grooming.
All of them are happy to finally start seeing these changes on you. While it may horrify you, all of the Icons are quick to point out that these natural reactions from exposure to their hellish energy (and Hell in general) will make it that much easier when they decide you need to release your humanity. Most of them are there to help you throught this.
Vesper will numb you to pain with pleasure, or maybe even incorporate the pain of your mutation into your sexuality, arousing you by telling you to revel in what your body will become.
Zizz forces you into slumber when pain and discomfort become too great to be ignored. In your dreams, he builds your body into different shapes, letting you explore possible versions of what you might become and whispering how beautiful you'll be.
Rinx is dying to see new parts of you, and he makes sure you have the most expensive of healing and soothing medicines. He's also likely to make you feel less strange about any new parts you sprout by instantly wanting to adorn them with something precious.
Cero is the one who actually takes better care of your changing body. As much as jealousy will chew his bones and he may even look livid doing so, the King will personally tend to your budding horns and tail so that they never become crooked or any agent halts their growth. Anyone who even so much as touches those developing appendages will be put to death, and he will tie your hands to keep you from scratching anything. Do you want marks, crevices and depressions?!
Kalymir has a burning urge to lick any blood you draw with your antics. He'll even help bite away scabs that are holding your new spikes and horns back. He's very excited to see you become more formidable and barely holds himself back from ripping your nails off so that your claws grow in faster. You may come out of this treatment with a scar or too. He can't wait to tug you around by the horns.
Vorticia like Kalymir, has a tendency to eat the parts of your body that are starting to come off. Loose skin around new horns? She's going to eat it. Flesh ripping apart while your new feet structure sets in? Snack. Scales bursting through your thighs? She'll suck the bothersome clots of useless tissues out, don't worry. To you it might be the grossest thing, but other gluttons just say it's very loving of her.
Livius' breath is caught in his throat as he watches you change. He wants so badly for your new horns to be like his, for your tail to sprout the same tip as his own! He wants you to be teal like him and have big hands, an angled face! Many of his features may carry over to you, but if the opposite were to happen, you might get to see him frantically trying to disfigure himself so he can look like you.
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hey, for that character ask game 1 and 6 for the guy in the yandere vore short story. I don't think he has a name.
And do you plan to ever go back to it? I'd be so excited for more, if you do, thaaaanks!!
In case anyone is wondering what this is from:
Part One: DO NOT disobey that trust
Part Two: You broke your PROMISE
I played around with names for him but I never decided on one. (I was thinking between Zavis and Livius since they both mean envious/jealous).
Anyway, onto the ask game question!
6. As a pred, how would he react to meeting a willing observer?
Bluntly put, he'd kill them. In his mind, only he should be the one to cherish those special moments with his little captive. Moreover, they were kidnapped, so he wouldn't want it to get out that he has them and run the risk of losing them.
I'm glad to hear you liked it! It was interesting for me to write. Lol. And because you asked for more, I'm gonna put out three different endings for it. (ONE MIGHT NEED A HUGE WARNING or I might not write it because it'll be too dark, gritty and angsty, but we'll see).
THANK YOU FOR THE ASK, PEEP, AND HAVE A GOOSEY DAY!
P.s. question 1 will be answered in the endings!!
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SONG OF THE CRIMSON NILE: Self Worth
This is another post about Amen and Eva. However, because Anubis is confirmed to be a LI, this game is making it hard for me to stay loyal! Anyway, this is a modern AU. It is also intended for older readers! It is a long one.
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The office was a hustling, bustling space of employees coming in and out, talking on their phones and saying goodbyes for the weekend. That was what Amen's publishing house was about: getting written novels published, making authors successful while also reflecting on the true self. That is why people were happy: he was a good boss.
Even though he ruled his company with an iron fist, and was very strict and intimidating with his employees, Amen spared no one a good night. And as his personal assistant, Eva was one of them. She was gathering her things out of her office next to Amen's, and walked right passed him. She was about to wish him goodnight until she saw the scene before her.
Amen was in his chair in his glass domain, laughing with Theone, another employee. She was sitting on his desk, a little too close for comfort. She glared at them, heart racing with a surge of jealousy. She knew they were just professional, but it still hurt to see another woman so close to him.
"Eva," Agnia greeted her. "Going home now?"
She waved her dark curls out of her face. "Yes. I just want to say goodbye to Amen, but..."
Agnia peaked inside and saw Theone laughing with him. She nodded and smiled at Eva. "You know Theone's with Livius, right?"
"Yes," Eva sighed. "I just...I don't know, Agnia. It isn't like he's going to be mine, since we're complete opposites."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at me," Eva gestured to the black dress and heels she wore. They were a nice set, but compared to the others who wore wardrobes out of magazines, she felt out of place.
"Amen owns a three-garage house, and I live with my best friend. He wears suits that he has tailored, I like shopping at thrift stores. He's from a loving family, and my parents were abusive until Isman's family adopted me."
"Eva!" Agnia shook her head, surprised. "You're wrong about yourself."
"I'm also his PA. I'm a step below his pay grade, Ag. I'm..." Eva sighed. "He deserves someone who can give him a lot."
"Oh, Evthys," Agnia squeezed her shoulder. "Amen doesn't care about any of that. If you knew him, he'd be very disappointed in the way you talk about yourself."
"It's ok," Eva assured her. "I'm not sad about myself, Agnia. Just...just trying to keep it in my dreams."
She smiled and wished her a good evening, stepping away from the office and disappearing down the stairs. Agnia sighed and turned back to the office, noticing Amen's gaze. His eyes were narrowed into slits, and what they didn't know was his door was half-open, meaning he heard every word.
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"Finally! This place is all mine...until next Saturday."
That evening, Eva lounged on the couch of her and Isman's two bedroom apartment. She called her friend earlier to see if he and Dia made it to the airport. The couple were flying to France for a seven-day vacation, and she couldn't be more than happy. That meant she had the whole place to herself, and she was enjoying every minute.
She was busy lounging on the sofa, reading a book when she heard a soft knock from the front door. It was seven, and she had no plans. Ramesses invited her out to dinner with his friends, but she declined for a night in. Still, who could it be? She sat the book down on the coffee table and shuffled toward the door, unlocking it to a familiar face. Amen stood there with his arms crossed over the purple collared shirt fitted to his muscles.
"Evthys," his deep voice made blood rush to her ears.
"A-Amen," she stammered. "Hello. How can I help you?"
"Are you busy right now?"
Amen took a peak inside her living space. The place wasn't too small, in fact quite spacious. She kept it clean, and the colors were muted but lively. Eva shook her head, inviting him into her home. She watched his towering frame enter the apartment, those black pants and boots showing off everything she wanted in him.
He was huge in muscle, but he was all natural. She blushed at the way his legs moved toward the sofa, the cushions hissing as he sat down.
"Would you care for a drink?" Eva walked toward the kitchen.
"No, I'm fine, thank you."
After gulping down a glass of water to calm her nerves, she made her way back to the living room. She forced a smile, and sat down one cushion away next to him.
"What brings you here?" She asked.
"I was driving in the neighborhood, and I saw your Beetle out in the parking lot. I wanted to stop in and check on you...after today."
"Oh, you didn't have to," Eva smiled thankfully. "I'm fine. I was a bit overwhelmed, but I have the weekend to recharge."
"That's not what I'm talking about."
Thump, thump, thump. Eva's heart started to race. There was no way he could be talking about the conversation she had with Agnia earlier, just no way! Gulping, she tugged the collar of her shirt.
"How could you say you're not worth everything you have, neferut?"
Oh shit, he DID hear them! Eva's smile faded, her mouth becoming dry. She tried to say something until Amen shifted toward her. He was so imposing, she froze.
"Amen, I know it seems bad, but I was just--"
"Just what? Because I want to know why one of my employees aren't happy with themselves, especially you."
Her eyes narrowed, and she became angry. How dare he assume something about her? They might have shared a few special nights together, but they were with no strings. What she said was the truth!
"I don't have to justify myself!" She shot up from the couch, catching him off guard.
"What we shared was only physical! There was NOTHING between us, ok? It was just that! No strings attached!"
Tears welled in her eyes as she continued to tear into him.
"You don't understand! I'm not..." her voice grew hoarse, and she had no more strength. "I'm not..."
Her head hung low as she stared at the ground, her face streaked with wetness. Amen got up from the couch, observing her. She still looked beautiful, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders in waves, her work wardrobe replaced with a one-shoulder top and comfortable shorts. He didn't buy for one minute what they shared was physical, he saw and heard it in her voice.
"Evthys..."
"No," Eva sniffed. "I-I'm..."
"Enough!"
She looked at him through sheened eyes. In one minute, he gathered her in his arms, and she froze. One hand slid down toward her back, the other firmly around her shoulders. He'd always been gentle with her, even though he was hard as a boulder. When he pulled back slightly, her brows frown together, and her lower lip was pulled between her teeth. Her soaked cheeks have dried, but they lost their softness from her tears.
"You mean more to me than you possibly could know."
Eva blinked. Before she knew it, his lips were on hers, gently soaking her in his aroma. Amen's kiss was the spark that ignited fireworks, and she kissed him back. His lips are full, gentle and inviting. He pulled away seconds later, his forehead against hers.
"Be mine, Evthys."
Be mine. Those two words, something she thought she'd never hear. Her breath hitched as he pressed his nose against her cheek, inhaling the natural scent of her womanhood. Gulping down her emotions, she nodded.
"I'm yours, Amen."
No more hiding through feelings of unworthiness. She had someone here, someone who saw her for her, as did her close loved ones. She wanted this, for herself and him. She wanted this man, she wanted to feel worthy, and this time, she did. Amen's breath was hot on her lips, and a small smile graced his.
"Say it again."
"I'm yours," she smiled fully. "I want to be together."
That was it. He couldn't hold back, and he wouldn't. He kissed her once more, this time more passionate. Eva pulled her head back, moving her hair to the side exposing the column of her neck. Amen broke free from their kiss, trailing his lips along her jawline, stopping at the crook of her neck. He sucked and nipped, gliding his tongue along the sensitive skin.
"Oh..." Eva gasped, reveling in this sensation. Soon, Amen left marks as purple as his shirt. Pulling back, he smiled, trailing one finger from her neck down to the region between her heaving breasts.
"I plan on making more...where's your friend?"
"In France," her voice was hoarse. "On vacation."
"Perfect."
He took her hand, leading her down the hall toward her bedroom. It was the master room, with a queen sized bed, a bookshelf containing her favorite novels, and a desk with a computer's screen lit on the Home page. Amen smirked as Eva closed the door behind them, backing her against the wall, milky blue eyes clouded with desire. Eva couldn't get two words out before his mouth crashed against hers, plunging his tongue so far in that she could almost feel it at the back of her throat.
"Mmmph!" Eva's muffled cries faltered as he pulled away. Amen interlaced their fingers together as he lowered his head. His free hand began to knead her breasts, pinching and tweaking with his fingers. The fabric of her top molded to her body, showing off alluring, inviting peaks.
He wanted to know if he could increase her pleasure through her layers. Combined with his mouth, Eva threw her head back as he lapped and sucked, unable to find anything to hold on to. She threaded her fingers through his hair that was almost as white as snow.
"Yes...oh, Isfet, yes!"
Amen smiled as he lifted her shirt over head. He repeated the torture, causing her to groan in both pleasure and a bit of frustration.
"Keep going," she pleaded. "Like that..."
When he slid a hand in her shorts, her knees buckled together. She wrapped one arm around his shoulders to keep herself on her feet. His fingers danced within, sliding out then between her legs with her shorts still on. Burying her head in his shoulder, she wanted to move it back where it'd be most comfortable.
"No," Amen grabbed her hand before she could touch his. "Not like that."
"Please," Eva rasped. "Let me do this."
He tugged at the waistband, letting it go with a snap! She squeaked when the elastic hit her waist.
"Take them off. NOW." His voice was demanding, husky with desire. Obeying, Eva's shaky fingers slid the rest of her barriers away, leaving her totally exposed. Amen kissed the column of her throat, taking her hands in his. He set them on his chest, allowing her to unbotton his shirt. He slid it off him, never breaking their gaze. He unbuckled the belt from around his waist, sliding it out with a loud THWACK!
Eva closed her eyes as he threw it aside, as well as the rest of his garments. Waltzing toward her, she clutched the wall as one meaty palm slid up her stomach, wrapping it around her throat. He could clutch it with his entire hand, Eva leaning her head back. She was limp in his arms, ready to surrender to his desires.
He nudged her legs apart, so much so she could feel him. She groaned when he pressed into her, allowing him to wrap her arms around him and kiss him passionately. With this, she pulled him toward her bed, sinking into the mattress with him on top. Amen excused himself for a moment, slipping on protection he brought with him. When he returned, he slipped into his beloved's embrace.
Eva's fingers explored the toned muscles of his back, her nails scratching up his sides. They slid toward the front, down his abs, across his shoulders, anywhere she could explore. She pulled her lips from his and kissed a trail along the crook of his neck, stopping at his ear.
Amen closed his eyes. He never let a woman touch him like this, any woman for that matter. He grunted when he felt her tongue play with the lobe before biting down on it gently.
"You're so beautiful."
She only meant for him and him alone to hear. His eyes snapped open, the weight of those words scorching his chest. She whimpered as he pulled her bottom lip with his finger, catching it between his teeth before soothing it with his tongue.
"There can be no one more beautiful than you, my neferut."
He trailed kisses down the length of her body, stopping below her navel.
"Oooh..." Eva moaned. "Please...I want you."
One had slipped through his hair, and Amen rose, grabbing her hand and locking their fingers together. He slammed his lips against hers, and with one swift move, her walls crumbled.
"Augh!" Eva cried in his shoulder. He had never entered in just one stride, and she was feeling all of him. It felt intensely arousing, and with long strokes, he slowly began moving. He wanted to carry it for as long as he could, to keep it going as if there was no time limit for them.
"Isfet," Eva gasped. "Oh!"
"Your moans," Amen's thumb brushed her plump lips. "So good."
She wrapped her legs around him, enticing him to increase his pace. Eva sucked and bit his lips, stroking her tongue to soothe them before plunging it in his mouth. Her nails dug in his shoulders, leaving grooves. Her body was beginning to sweat, as was his, but neither were ready to stop.
The bed creaked under their combined weight. This time, they moved in unison, dominating one another with touch after touch, kiss after kiss.
"Amen...AUGH!" Eva cried out his name as her world crashed around her. He collapsed on top of her, crying out into her shoulder to muffle his voice. The both of them were exhausted, heaving and panting. Vibrations of tingles and contacts from Eva's skin caused him to shift his weight. She shivered beneath him, visible from the aftermath of pleasure.
"Are you ok? You're shaking."
"Y-yes," Eva's voice was raw. "I...I will be."
He pecked at her lips, soothing her rampant body with his hands. He shifted his weight until she was on top, resting her head against his chest.
"I feel so light." she closed her eyes.
Amen kissed her forehead, toying with her hair. Neither said a word, just enjoying each other's company with smiles on their faces.
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I trust you ~ Livius ( Romance Club - Song Of Crimson Nile )
Title: I trust you
Fandom: Song of Crimson Nile ( Romance Club )
Pairings: Evthys ( Eva ) x Livius
Warning: Mention of death, mention of suicide, mention of other things as well. ⚠️ !Read at your own risk! ⚠️
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Eva woke up one morning and looked around the room, last night got back to her. She could recall almost getting caught by the hunters. She would have been dead if it wasn't for Ash, but luckily he came in and saved her life.
Now here she was getting ready, she brushed her curls and made them wavy and applied makeup on her body, and put on a nice gold-white dress.
After that was done, she then looked around the room once more and her eyes widened. Everything looked like it was moved around, and then she realized -
Oh God.
The hunters, they had Eva.
Eva knew she had to do something, she ran out of the room and out of the temple and nearly bumped into Livius who smiled at her as always.
“ Where are you running, my dear?”.
She turned around with wild eyes and nearly gasped out every word.
“ looking for my friend, I need to find Dia” she replied.
Livius looked at her then with a serious facial expression, no longer smiling and friendly.
“ It should be you who needs to be careful”.
Eva frowned and looked at him with a questioning look. “ Huh?”.
“ did you hurt yourself last night escaping from the hunters, Eva?”.
She didn't speak only stared at her friend with an alarm facial expression.
How did he know? She was careful? Did he follow her? Did he spy on her? Was there some sort of spy among them?
“ the person the hunters were looking for is you, isn't it Eva?”.
Eva took a step back, she looked at Livius with a scared facial expression.
She was prepared for him to drag her to the hunters and tell on her.
Instead of looking at it with disgust, or an evil/malicious expression. Livius smiled gently.
“ Hey, Eva. It's okay, I'm not against Necromancer, I actually like people like you.”
She was shocked by his words, and she swallowed. Her throat suddenly felt like sandpaper.
She felt so much fear, normally she'd have a smart remark. But ever since Isman's death, she wasn't herself.
“ You want to come inside and talk?” Livius' voice echoed around her ear.
Evthys nodded.
She knew she would get in trouble with Remmao.
But she had questions.
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Once inside the temple, Evthys sat in a chair to catch her breath. She was still grieving her friend's death, and now Dia's sudden absence scared her.
Was she next?.
Were they coming after her?.
Would Livius tell the hunters she was a Necromancer?.
Was she about to die?.
“ Hey, trouble for your thoughts, my dear?” Livius' soothing voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
Evthys frowned and looked at the male in front of her, he was truly beautiful.
And such a kind and gentle soul.
“ Yes I'm find. But can I ask you a question?” she asked.
Livius smiled at her. “ Go ahead”.
Evthys braced herself.
“ How did you know?”.
The dark-haired male sighed took a step toward her and sat down next to her.
“ I didn't really. Yesterday morning or evening, after ' you ' left I smelt your perfume scent and that immediately made me know you were the one. And besides you made a mess, it looks like you arranged some things as well.” Livius smiled.
Evthys was shocked, she never expected the turn of events. But still, she was trembling.
She knew her mentor and her friends would not like this at all. She looked up at him.
“ What does this mean?” she asked.
Livius gave her a gentle smile. “ it means, I'm on your side, my dear. You don't have to worry. If you need a hiding place, I'll be there for you, I'll save you on a spot in my temple so you can hide out. ”
Eva sighed with relief.
Thanks the invisible god that she had someone on her side. Before she knew it, she hugged him.
Livius smiled and frowned when he felt Eva tremble, he could tell the girl had been through so much and was making her frightened.”
He gently rubbed her back, trying to soothe her pain. He could tell Isman's death bothered her.
It bothered him as well, since he lost his student/helper.
“ Sshh, Dear. I'm here. Everything is going to be okay. You don't have to worry anymore.”
Evthys placed her arms around his shoulders and held her head on his neck as she let out all her pain.
This continued on for a few minutes until they pulled away from each other.
Livius wiped away her tears and grabbed her hand and gently placed a kiss on her palms
Once again he repeated.
“ I'm here. You don't have to worry. Don't fret.”
Evthys nodded
That made Livius smiled.
He stood up and so did she, they didn't know what was going to happen next.
But what they did know was this.
They had each other.
The End
Author Note - another Livius / Eva one-shot is coming soon. This one was already in works.
This time the one shot will be Romance, nothing sexual...yet.
But thank you!
And will love - HarmonyVerendez.
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💘 Handing Eikichi and Kayne
⭐ But also a spin the bottle kiss for Paula and Maurice be funny
Ship interactions
Maurice isn't the type of guy who'd really be into party games but he gets to kiss Paula so he can't complain much.
Blind dates under the cut 🫶
Another one of those blind date nights, how exciting. Eikichi sat on his chair wondering who his date might be, he didn't see anyone approaching the table other than a well dressed butler, who gave him a pleasant smile as he approached.
"I take you're Eikichi Atsuki?" he asked leaning down so Eikichi could hear him, the other man nodded. "I'm Livius Scylla, from Octavinelle dorm. A pleasure to meet you."
Eikichi opted to a fist bump "So you're my date?" the confused Livius looked at his hand before answering "It seems so."
Both sat down, it's a little awkward when the guy who you thought might take your order is your date... Livius made sure he knows it's fine and he'd gladly serve him if they were in Mostro lounge but alas.
"I guess... You're not really a Technology guy?"
Eikichi rubbed the back of his neck, Livius was... Hard to talk with, sure his smile was pleasant but his stare basically burned a hole through him. Livius shook his head, "Not at all. I know enough to communicate but it hasn't been my interest"
... He also talks like an old man.
Eikichi hoped he doesn't fall asleep.
Kayne watched the blonde man eye him up and down... They both arrived at the same time but they haven't spoken a word.
"You smell like breakfast."
Kayne raised a brow, was that supposed to be an insult? As if the other man read his mind he shook his head, "Don't get me wrong I'm not insulting you. It smells pleasant like a warm morning. People will just judge based on appearances won't they?" he leaned back on his chair, throwing his arm behind it, sitting very casually. Kayne let out a sound of agreement, "They do."
"Names Marcos. You know from that one school? Royal Sword Academy." now that Marcos mentioned it.. Kayne never noticed his uniform, he thought RSA had a blue uniform. "I'm Kayne Saocheng..."
Marcos hummed, putting his finger on his lips before speaking "Kayne... Has a nice ring to it. I think this might go well, tell me what do you like Kayne?" now he wasn't about to talk about his past, that's too private and a part of him still didn't trust Marcos, obviously they just met, so he started talking about his hobbies.
"I enjoy spending time doing chores, cleaning, cooking..."
"I'd love to taste your cooking, maybe if this date goes well... We can cook tomorrow what do you say?"
And Kayne had a feeling Marcos didn't just meant breakfast this time.
#Thanks for the ask!!#Sorry if they are ooc#My writings a lil rusty </3#Ofc i probably won't be able to do all the asks like this but i was motivated to try#Hope it's tasty 🏃#Twisted wonderland oc#Maurice Spiegel#Livius Scylla#Marcos#other characters#Paula Barton#Eikichi Atsuki#Kayne Saocheng #Answered
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