I have no idea if you answer NSFW 🔞questions this is for when Grey, Bem, Fin, and MC are all grown and everything is consensual and ALL that.
Question:
MC sending them a sexy/nude picture to the RO is in public or at a meet? (Maybe at work or meeting)
How would they react?
I don't mind mild NSFW asks like these where it’s just lust with no physicality. I'll gradually allow more explicit asks when the characters reach standard legal age (18) in the story and they'll be above this threshold in every scenario I write before then.
Disclaimers out of the way I decided to make these full on scenarios. Surely you won't mind?
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Grey looks down at their phone as it pings, thoroughly done with the entire meeting. They perk when they see it's a message from MC.
They're quickly scolded for not having it on mute and they smile back tensely with more teeth than charm. They don't apologise because why should they? Luckily the executive seems to hesitate, though they're clearly still displeased as they continue their lame ass speech.
The wait is agonising and they tap their nails against the table in an annoyed fashion.
Finally they spot an opportunity and tap away under the table with bated breath. They can't quite suppress their baffled—but delighted—smile once they see the picture.
They glance at it for a bit, eyeing MC appreciatively. Then they avert their eyes for a brief moment, trying to gauge how much time they have before another scolding ruins the mood MC instantly set.
Enough time they gauge.
They tap away, lips twitching. Cheeky… you knew I was in a meeting didn’t you... That turn you on?
The answer is near-instant and almost makes them bark a laugh out loud. They barely manage to rein it in before it slips.
A simple, resounding, desperate yes that’s never been so hot before. A second message comes shortly thereafter. Luckily Grey had the sudden urge to go on silent mode despite being uncaring of what a dumb executive thinks. They just don’t want to be interrupted now.
What do you think?
Grey scrolls up that tiny amount needed, taking a few more seconds to appreciate what a gift MC send them. And what a gift MC is.
That I know what I’m doing after the meeting.
Grey finally does what they should have done hours ago. They get up and leave; flipping the bird at whoever tries to stop them.
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Finley is trying to take notes but their phone keeps buzzing in their pocket. They have a sneaking suspicion of who it could be and while tempting... Finley really should remain on task. This is an important meeting after all.
Foregoing that thought immediately when another buzz finally tempts them beyond restraint, they snap their hand to their pocket and pull out the phone under the table. The executive doesn't seem to notice.
Finley clicks open their messages and...
Their mouth drops open. Completely forgetting the meeting as their thumb swipes with both urgency and hesitation. Every picture more of a treat than the last and each one only adding to the redness of Finley's cheeks.
New messages are still coming in... slowly they make their way to the bottom again, taking in the new pictures awaiting them there. How is MC this beautiful? And all theirs?
"Finley."
Finley shoots up, almost dropping their phone. "B-b-bathroom!" They manage to squeak, rushing out of there.
They type with shaky hands as they walk.
Call?
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Bem's attention once again slips more than they'd like. They know the executive is at their wits end with them, but they managed pretty well the first hour.
Now well past that... it's torture and the pain behind their eyes is only growing worse. They have their phone in their hand, fidgeting uneasily under the table.
Then they feel it buzz.
Pausing their ministrations for only a second, they immediately jump on this new distraction. The executive seems to believe them a lost cause anyway...
What they see next both clears and muffles their mind instantly. They stare, unable to look away even as the executive reaches another slide.
It takes them several seconds before they consider they should write something.
Gosh, MC, you didn't have to
You don't like it?
Bem scrambles to clear that thought out of MC's mind, scolding themself for quelling their instinct and not just gush immediately like they wanted to.
I love it! I love you darling. I can't wait to be home with you...
How long?
Bem feels a stab in their chest, glancing at the clock.
Too long... Send another? Pretty please?
Suddenly the meeting is torturous in entirely new ways.
I have no idea if you answer NSFW 🔞questions this is for when Grey, Bem, Fin, and MC are all grown and everything is consensual and ALL that.
Question:
MC sending them a sexy/nude picture to the RO is in public or at a meet? (Maybe at work or meeting)
How would they react?
I don't mind mild NSFW asks like these where it’s just lust with no physicality. I'll gradually allow more explicit asks when the characters reach standard legal age (18) in the story and they'll be above this threshold in every scenario I write before then.
Disclaimers out of the way I decided to make these full on scenarios. Surely you won't mind?
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Grey looks down at their phone as it pings, thoroughly done with the entire meeting. They perk when they see it's a message from MC.
They're quickly scolded for not having it on mute and they smile back tensely with more teeth than charm. They don't apologise because why should they? Luckily the executive seems to hesitate, though they're clearly still displeased as they continue their lame ass speech.
The wait is agonising and they tap their nails against the table in an annoyed fashion.
Finally they spot an opportunity and tap away under the table with bated breath. They can't quite suppress their baffled—but delighted—smile once they see the picture.
They glance at it for a bit, eyeing MC appreciatively. Then they avert their eyes for a brief moment, trying to gauge how much time they have before another scolding ruins the mood MC instantly set.
Enough time they gauge.
They tap away, lips twitching. Cheeky… you knew I was in a meeting didn’t you... That turn you on?
The answer is near-instant and almost makes them bark a laugh out loud. They barely manage to rein it in before it slips.
A simple, resounding, desperate yes that’s never been so hot before. A second message comes shortly thereafter. Luckily Grey had the sudden urge to go on silent mode despite being uncaring of what a dumb executive thinks. They just don’t want to be interrupted now.
What do you think?
Grey scrolls up that tiny amount needed, taking a few more seconds to appreciate what a gift MC send them. And what a gift MC is.
That I know what I’m doing after the meeting.
Grey finally does what they should have done hours ago. They get up and leave; flipping the bird at whoever tries to stop them.
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Finley is trying to take notes but their phone keeps buzzing in their pocket. They have a sneaking suspicion of who it could be and while tempting... Finley really should remain on task. This is an important meeting after all.
Foregoing that thought immediately when another buzz finally tempts them beyond restraint, they snap their hand to their pocket and pull out the phone under the table. The executive doesn't seem to notice.
Finley clicks open their messages and...
Their mouth drops open. Completely forgetting the meeting as their thumb swipes with both urgency and hesitation. Every picture more of a treat than the last and each one only adding to the redness of Finley's cheeks.
New messages are still coming in... slowly they make their way to the bottom again, taking in the new pictures awaiting them there. How is MC this beautiful? And all theirs?
"Finley."
Finley shoots up, almost dropping their phone. "B-b-bathroom!" They manage to squeak, rushing out of there.
They type with shaky hands as they walk.
Call?
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Bem's attention once again slips more than they'd like. They know the executive is at their wits end with them, but they managed pretty well the first hour.
Now well past that... it's torture and the pain behind their eyes is only growing worse. They have their phone in their hand, fidgeting uneasily under the table.
Then they feel it buzz.
Pausing their ministrations for only a second, they immediately jump on this new distraction. The executive seems to believe them a lost cause anyway...
What they see next both clears and muffles their mind instantly. They stare, unable to look away even as the executive reaches another slide.
It takes them several seconds before they consider they should write something.
Gosh, MC, you didn't have to
You don't like it?
Bem scrambles to clear that thought out of MC's mind, scolding themself for quelling their instinct and not just gush immediately like they wanted to.
I love it! I love you darling. I can't wait to be home with you...
How long?
Bem feels a stab in their chest, glancing at the clock.
Too long... Send another? Pretty please?
Suddenly the meeting is torturous in entirely new ways.
Ahem.... reaction please of Short MC aggressively demanding uppies from the romanced ROs without signing cuz pick me up and love me right now dangnabbit
Grey: "What are you like five?" they snort, "I know you're short but not that short. Okay, okay, fiiine. Come here..."
Finley: "Uppies? What do you mean 'uppies'? Oh, like t-this? This is weird... You're not coming down though."
Bem: "Aww, I wanted to be the 'uppy'," they pout playfully. "Alright." Stretches their arms once, twice, enjoying how impatient you're getting. "There you go!" Spins.
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Oh I realised I read that wrong I think. I'm assuming by without signing you mean they don't communicate it beforehand and especially not audibly. I'll do an update, give me a moment dear, sorry <3
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Grey's would be unchanged. Seeing your outstretched arms towards them they'd get it immediately.
Finley: "What are you doing that for? What do you want? M-me? I—uh, okay." Opens arms and picks you up. "This what you wanted?" Long pause. "That's cute..." they mumble.
Bem: "Hmm... this what you want?" Spreads out their arms playfully. "I'll have to look at my schedule." Laughs when you jump into their arms, ready to catch you and doing a little spin with the momentum. "You're adorable, you know that?"
I dont know if you do scenario asks but MC being drunk and the RO's approaching them only for MC to just go off how they already have a partner (said partner is the RO's) and go off a tangent about them and absolutely failing to push them away with little force.
I do! Might take me awhile to get to them but it's fun ^^
Let's... assume MC is over the legal drinking age wherever they are (UK or US). Though I suppose there isn't much point when this IF will feature underage drinking... whoops.
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"Get away from me! Where's Grey..."
"What are you blabbering on about? I'm right here!"
"Nyoo no... you're not *hick* you're not them... my partner *hick*."
"I'm literally your partner. H-hey stop shoving me!"
Grey steps out of the way of MC's hands despite the rather pathetic attempts at pushing them away, only to step back once their arms go slack.
"I'll admit your loyalty is sexy babe but it's also real fucking annoying right now." They grumble with no real bite and slight amusement despite their concern.
"Grey-ay-y." MC wails, crying out for them... past them up into the sky.
"I'm right here! Dumbass." Grey yells beneath their breath, lightly placing their hands on either side of MC's head to move it down.
They feel a strike of relief and adoration in their heart as MC's eyes focuses.
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"Get away from me! Where's Finley..."
"…What?"
"You *hick* heard me! Get *hick* lost… I already have a partner…"
Finley frowns walking faster to try and step in front of MC’s staggered walking. All that earns is a shove that doesn’t move them anywhere.
"How much did you drink?" they frown, MC’s hands still lingering weakly against them.
Whatever MC says next is unintelligible to Finley, but when they slump forward into their chest a moment later, they catch them easily.
They sigh, rubbing MC’s back while eyes glance around; searching for the nearest cab.
"Finley…?"
"Yes?"
"It’s you…"
"Sure is... "
"…And I’m getting you home."
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"Get away from me! Where's Bem..."
"Did… did you say my name?"
"I *hick* I don’t know who you are *hick* g-go away… I have a partner…"
"Y-yeah?… me." Bem frowns trying to catch their arm to stop MC from staggering continuously on the road to nowhere.
They gasp when they’re shoved not because of force, but because MC turns around and their eyes are devoid of recognition.
Instinctively Bem finds their hands, clasping them in their own.
"Hey-hey-hey," they whisper-urge in rapid succession, squeezing gently with each one.
"It’s me, alright? I’m here…"
It takes awhile but slowly MC lifts their slumped head to see Bem’s familiar smile.
"I’m here…" they reassure once again with a firmer squeeze.
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… just realised I forgot about the tangent part… hopefully this still suffices </3
The RO's and an sleep deprived MC baby is sleeping on the MC's arms. Then MC goes crazy looking around for their baby (the one they are holding) because they don't see the baby (again, the one they are holding) on their cradle. How would the cast calm MC down? MC is about to cry so they better do it fast.
RO's thoughts and reaction of a stoic MC that almost never smile, but 0.01 second after their baby is born (or adopted) they never stop smiling, they just stay: 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊.
I'm sorry this was half finished for so long, time to start cracking at the backlog of drafts I never finished.
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AN: Cute! I'll just do the first ask for now because they are going to be long ones and if you shoot me another ask for the second I will answer it there.
Cassandra: She is on her 2nd cup of coffee and just staring at MC for a couple seconds as she computes what is happening right now. In a completely deadpan voice she asks, "What are you looking for?" When MC starts yelling or crying that they can't find the baby she just keeps staring; if MC is sleep deprived then so is she and she is currently on military timing. But she is also not above trolling MC a little bit. "Which baby?" she states obviously, MC is losing their shit; "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHICH BABY?!" they scream. Cass blinks and takes another slow sip of her coffee, she speaks slowly to MC. "Do you mean the baby in currently in your arms, or the baby crying and running around the nursery like a lunatic?" she says with a smirk. Her method isn't soft per say but her calm demeanor to the potentially scary situation (exclusive only to MC's sleep deprived mind) does the job of calming MC down. Once MC realizes their silly error she will come on over and and give them a hug and a break to go get some sleep.
Valeria: Val would be groggy alongside MC in the moment but looks at MC confused, and honestly... I could see her being sleepy enough that she also doesn't register that the baby is already in MC's arms. Now you got two crying idiots looking for a baby that is happily looking at their parents lose their shit as they look for them.
Assuming the two are living with Val's parents or something, it would definitely be her mom to come busting in at the commotion and potential threat to her favorite (and currently only) grandchild. She would likely be irritated and take the baby from MC's arms, call them both dumbasses, and order them to get some sleep as she watches over the baby. What an icon.
Tomás: The millisecond he senses MC's slightest discomfort he is already on alert mode, the moment he sees MC on the verge of tears he is already up and demanding they tell him what is wrong so he can fix it. I can see MC sobbing they can't find the baby as they look frantically, this would melt his heart because he is hyper aware where the baby (and MC) are at all times so he knows the baby is safely in MC's arms right now. He smiles and holds MC's shoulders as he shushes them and assures the baby is okay and right between the two of them.
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Ludovica: To be awakened from her Disney princess slumber only to be greeted by a frantic MC is enough to make her panic by proxy before she even knows what's happening. Once she gathers enough from MC what the problem is and she can see the child very evidently in MC's arms, she will be more confused than stressed out at that point. Since she holds MC in high enough regard that she assumes you are aware of the child in your arms, she will assure MC to stay calm and sort of still help them look for whatever they're looking for but she will make the comment, "My beloved... You are aware (child's name) is in your arms, right?" Once MC realizes and calms down, she will laugh just a little bit but assure them that could have happened to anyone. She is secretly very pleased to have seen the extent of how much you care for your shared child, even if you were the one in distress.
Aurelio:
The man already being very used to running on practically three hours of sleep, has a surprisingly still sharp mind as he sees you running around frantically with the child in your arms. He asked you if you lost something, since that's what it looks like, and as you scream at him to be useful and help you find the child; Aurelio keeps standing there uselessly as he quirks a brow at you and continues to stare. "So, you are looking for (child's name)? Our child? Our baby? The one we made/adopted together? The one who was conceived-"
"YES ASSHOLE, THAT ONE. WHO ELSE!"
"...I see. Just making sure you weren't referring to the baby very much currently in your arms."
"Oh."
"Yeah, 'oh'. You planning on giving your lover an apology? Perhaps with a smooch?" He says coyly.
Elio: Practically the same as Auelio but he gets something thrown at his head by the end.
Potentially a spoiler question but say the ROs asked MC (who in this scenario believes they will die in their vision) why they are so cavalier with their life. To which the MC simply says with a smile “because it has not snowed yet”
who scratching their heads in complete confusion and who believes MC actually give a serious answer?
“Because it has not snowed yet.” That hurts 😭
Welling: The only thing MC hears back is silence.
Venali: Their face scrunches. “.. What?”
Trivelyn: For the first time, someone else’s words have left them puzzled.
Em: They level a strange look at MC, a flicker in their eyes.
Anle: “It snows often in Achia, Ne’re. What exactly is it that you mean?”
What would an average day with the Ro and their little one when the MC is away (on a job or something)
Welling: Regularly day stuff. Their big plan is to sneak out to the city to take them to see a cloud serpent.
Venali: Probably taking them to visit their sister or father in the evenings.
Trivelyn: Reading and playing board games after studies.
Em: Their heir is with their tutors for most of the day.
Anle: After their duties, training out in the snowscape. Will take breaks with the occasional snowball fight to keep them engaged (technically still training).
Chapter 8 is out for Ko-fi supporters and Patreon supporters!
Following the National Doubles tournament, this update is more slice-of-life focused, and takes us to the week right before Finals. And yes, the big mom reveal is here.
Release dates
Early release (less polished): TODAY!
Early release (more polished): May 15
Public release: May 29 or earlier
Chapter 8 (58k words) features:
Returning to Cargill after the National Doubles tournament (including spending the night with G or having breakfast with Rayyan if you’ve unlocked those scenes)
Freshman hang-out session with Max and Blake
Spending time with G preparing for the photography exhibition
Meet your mother 👀—not once but twice?? (If you so choose)
Thanksgiving break 🦃
Have dinner with Sam and his/her family (sleep over and possibly reveal that you’re together), play a friendly game with Sam at the neighborhood courts 🎾 where you’d grown to love the game, finally unlock the Samwise Gamgee nickname while playing a lord-of-the-rings board game with Sam and their sister 🧙♂️)
Call Rayyan, G, Tobin, or your mother over Thanksgiving, bond with your father
Face the consequences of your choices over thanksgiving break 🔥 (will you manage to submit all your papers in time? Will you get benched for the last match of the season…?)
As always, starting a new play through will ensure variables are set properly.
RO reactions to MC saying "You are the best thing that's happened to me"?
Oh man, all the gooey feelings todayyy
Jem is astonished. He's never been a good thing for anyone before — just a nuisance or a tool. His tears come suddenly, shocking even himself. Could you maybe hold him? Just so he can hide his face in your shoulder for a bit...
Raena sniffles, her eyes hot and watery, but she tries so hard to stay calm. How can you not realize that the moment you asked her to be your friend is truly the best thing to have ever happened in your lives. It led you both here, didn't it?
Vana stills, a sudden cathartic calm enveloping her body. Isn't this what she's been waiting for all this time? To be someone's reason, their anchor? When you look at her all she can see is the same devotion she feels inside reflected right back at her. She holds you close, words unneeded.
Linzel stops breathing for a moment. It's always hard to take in these small moments of sincerity, hard to accept them. But your warm hand in his reminds him that it's okay to move on, it's okay to let himself be pulled into your web. Gently, he brings your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles as he murmurs soft gratitude.
Maymie scoffs, but it catches in her tightening throat. "What kind of shitty life have you been living if I'm the best thing in it?" she asks, scrubbing at her eyes. She wants to write it off as a joke, but the way you hold her so tightly only tells her that it's the truth. She will do anything to take responsibility for those words.
Aslo presses his palms against his eyes for a moment, then looks up to blink away the trace of tears. He's always wanted to be someone important, someone loved, someone irreplaceable. Thank the mountain and the stars above that he met you — the star waiting for him across the celestial river.
Sweets laughs. That's so cute of you to say, even though it terrifies them at the same time. It's a beautiful thing to be precious to someone, but it's also scary when you're powerless to help the one that loves you. So they pull you into a hug and twirl about the room, praying the delirious joy can erase the tremor of fear just below.
As always, let me know what you think, and please tell me if you come across any bugs, grammar mistakes, or typos.
And if you didn’t know already, a patch is coming soon with new features, new minor characters, and additional scenes to expand the worldbuilding. It will also introduce council roles, further develop stats, and give the MC more opportunities to improve and use them.
Because of the planned missing scenes, the ending of this chapter may feel a bit abrupt :)
I just stumbled onto your blog and I am already completely obsessed. The best-friends-to-lovers arc with Welling has me absolutely feral in the best way. It hits so close to home with my own relationship with my girlfriend......okay, maybe not the magic or the prophetic death-dreams, but the whole “smitten beyond all reason” thing? Yeah. That part? Nailed it. So reading this has been an absolute treat, and I just had to say thank you for blessing us with this masterpiece.
And since I haven’t seen anyone ask this yet (which feels like a crime, honestly), I’m pulling out a true Tumblr interactive fiction classic:
How would the ROs react if the MC ended up pregnant with OCTUPLETS? Who’s hitting the floor in a dead faint? Who’s turning the nursery prep into a full-scale military operation? Who’s vibrating with excitement? And why do I feel in my soul that Welling ( if the MC was even remotely open to it) would take one look at their eight tiny miracles and go, “So… when do we have more?”
You two sound so cute! I’m glad to hear that you haven’t been having prophetic death-dreams though haha. If MC was the one pregnant (or if their surrogate was):
Welling: They felt immense excitement at one, at two, at three… then disbelief at four-six and flat out panic at seven-eight. Don’t get them wrong, they love every last one of those tiny little babies, but where are they supposed to put them all?
Venali: Thinks it’s a joke. Hopes it’s a joke. Prays to Brakkus it’s a joke.
Trivelyn: This is the one you have to worry about. Once they reach eight, they’re considering whether it would make much more of a difference if they added a ninth.
Em: “…”
Anle: This is not… what they ever could have expected. If it takes them days to adjust to the idea of one, it takes them weeks before it truly hits them that they’re having eight.
| Hi hi, I just wanted to know how would the ROs act if the mc wants to break things off DEEP in the relationship, like im talking about marriage status deep |
Sorry but this is just too sad! Sariaaaaaaa my beloved. How about before MC packs their bags the ROs find out tha MC is trying to protect them from like a vision coming true or some kind of plot that if MC stays the ROs are in danger and when confronted MC tries to stay strong but their mask breaks. And let's pretend that these bad people are smarter and cunning more than em is so em didnt know about it
Hi, Pixieeater!
Welling: The rational part of them understands why MC made the decision, but they can’t agree with it. “You have to trust that I can take care of myself.”
Venali: Their anger diminishes as they pull the MC close. “We’re partners. Neither of us needs to go at it alone. Not anymore.”
Trivelyn: “Do you not trust me?” They ask quietly. They’re devastated.
Em: Their sharp eyes rest heavily against the MC. “You know nothing of what I can handle.”
Anle: Their words grind between clenched teeth. “I have never needed—“ they force themselves to stop. Closing their eyes, they take a breath. “Tell me who has caused this fear in you.”
Here is finally a new public update. This one adds over 20k words to the existing word count. I've edited the first two chapters (things are more polished, and there's new content), and I also added some third chapter things (eg. there's more content in Camilla's sentry scene and you can meet Marcus's sister Gaia).
There will be some typos and grammar errors still, but hopefully a lot less of those now (at least in the first two chapters! The third chapter is next in line). Also, I will make another grammar/typo sweep when the game is complete.
Also also, for your information, the story has continued to move forward on my Patreon for over 350k words (in addition to the existing public 260k words). We're already entering the final chapter, so please check that out if you're interested. There's also, uh, smut. So much smut. Over 140k words of smut (it's been piling up).
Anyway, thank you so much for giving this update a read!
Peony in an AU where in your world instead of visions for the marked how the ros would react to seeing the world are gray, black and white but not any colour until they met their soulmate and one day when they see mc the world start to wrap in colors. Suppose Saria, Onas, and Welling seeing Mc on the first day of school. Emry when they bumped into Mc. Anle at the ball.
In this situation, it would work both ways, right? Like, each soulmate would see color when they met the other?
Welling: There’s no hesitation because they know MC sees it too. They’ll want to get to know them properly, but there would be an underlining excitement in everything they did.
Venali: If it happened while they were teenagers and before… that event, Venali would scrutinize MC from a distance, trying to form some understanding as to why this person was chosen for them. But they would gradually loosen up and become receptive if the MC made a move.
Trivelyn: Wouldn’t be able to take their eyes off MC. And though they know otherwise, they would still believe that perhaps it was some kind of mistake. The MC would have to bridge the gap.
Em: Approaches the MC with ease. A sensual smile firmly in place as they teased and got to know the MC. But there would be a subtle intensity to their gaze as they watched them.
Anle: The last thing they expected was for their soulmate to be a Navaarian, but they take it as an opportunity and introduce themselves.
