Belarus, Liechtenstien, and Vietnam are celestial nymphs.
Taiwan, Seychelles, and Czechia are water nymphs.
Seychelles' river, her home, cuts through a fairly thick forest. Every morning its the same routine for her. Wake up, eat, and stare at the beautiful scenery around her.
Or the neighboring wood nymphs, as Belgium teases.
And she's right. There's one particular nymph she's completely enamored by. She's just so beautiful. Graceful. So stubbornly independent she refuses even a pinky of help from anyone else. She can hold her own just fine, she claims. Seychelles admires that about her. Oh how she would love to spend a whole life time with her.
Monaco lives in her own world. She takes her work very seriously. She cares for the saplings that try their best to grow. She dissuades men from entering her and her sisters' home. Helps the lost and scrared children find their way out. Oh how she loves it all. She could do this forever.
That is until she discovers a new world. Unfamiliar. Beautiful. Soft lips. Shining, silky hair she could drag her fingers through for hours and hours. She gave her name, a beautiful song of the sea. She wants to hear it more.
She wants the beautiful maiden Seychelles.
Seychelles and Monaco both want to be with one another but are much too shy to really do anything about it. So their sisters and celestial nymph friends play a little making to give them the best possible opprotunity to confess.
//Not requested here but on discord by a friend for some MonaSey! They went dress shopping together and picked out dresses for themselves that they thought the other would wear.
Summary: Once a player, always a player. The game takes skill and some are just too good.
Pairing: Seychelles x Monaco
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People would look at them side by side and wonder how they ever managed to be together. There would always be something just off about them that set some on edge. They couldn’t quite put their finger on it but the feeling lingered. If one could pinpoint the feeling they would know it to be worry, and then the pieces would fall into place.
Lucille could command a room on sheer will power alone. The air of sophistication and control that followed her around left those behind her in awe and fear of just the potential she had. There’s a look of dominance in her eyes like she knows how much better she is and that most will never reach her level. She breaks the scale and does so proudly.
Yet all of her affections are taken from any potential suitor or those trying to get in deep enough to be in her good graces for a glimpse of the riches she had. No one knows how such a girl as Michelle could trap her. Though really Michelle did no such thing and the fault is all Lucille’s.
Michelle could never knowingly cause harm. Her very existence would go overlooked if not for being pulled next to Lucille at every opportunity. Her demeanor is not meant for the spotlight though. She shrinks when those look upon her. The harsh environment she’s found herself in is not suited to her tastes. The gentle look in her eyes shows that.
She’s not submissive but she will not take charge where there is no need. No one would listen to her anyway with the softness in her voice. There is an ease being next to her should you be lucky enough to get close with Lucille’s protective ways. She would be taken advantage of so instantly if left alone. Her heart is open on her sleeve.
It is not Lucille who is trapped. Michelle may have her affections but those feelings scare Lucille in the most primitive of ways. Her attention goes to others who could farther her power though those are few and far between. Yet even still she can not let go. The moment someone else shows Michelle an ounce of the attention Lucille should be giving her, the power hungry queen will steal her away.
Her affections play a part in keeping Michelle with her but the task is made easier with the affections she knows are returned.
Michelle is not stupid. She knows how Lucille toys and that she is afraid. While some might let it be and take the loss for what it is Michelle can’t just give up. She knows there is good somewhere in Lucille, hiding under the schemes and bitter words, she knows there is love underneath and that love is for her.
She stands idly by the side as Lucille flirts her way through crowds, plays everyone she can, her power increasing with every careful word. Her smiles wavers sometimes when Lucille gets too comfy with some stranger but all that’s needed is for someone to get to close to her and Lucille is back, a claim she’ll exploit if she can.
Her softness keeps her mouth shut, knowing he has no right to tell Lucille how to live. It’s her softness that keeps Lucille around. She knows that Lucille relishes in the fact Michelle hasn’t left her, that staying around and smiling and laughing at the right times send Lucille spiraling in different directions.
It hurts too. Michelle wants to be with her in peace, in happiness, and far away from the lights of the buildings Lucille owns. Lucille on the other hand wants to be in the crowds, with Michelle right next to her and showing off just how lucky she really is.
It hurts. They both want to be together and that is something they can agree on, but only Michelle can say it aloud. Her emotions are out there for all to see. Lucille has them hidden deep, making everyone think Michelle is the one who is just dragged along. In the end they are both trapped in each other.
