There’ve been some asks you’ve answered in the past for deeper romance M that mention an uneasy feeling in scenarios with MC getting close with people and I remember one ask about a scenario where deep relationship MC and their RO had to fake a break up and you said M would be super uncomfortable and outright refuse. It got me thinking. In the deeper romance, is M lowkey afraid of MC leaving them?
It’s not something that I think would be overly obvious to M, but it’s definitely there in them for sure.
M isn’t someone who thinks about or really processes their emotions until it hits them in the face :D
So yeah, that fear will be there for them, and is probably already starting to form.
How would the RO's react (deep in the relationship) to the detective tracing the words "I love you" on their skin?
Deep romance? Hmmm...
Adam/Ava: I don't think A would say anything, they'd just be smiling and feeling very giddy (For some reason, I'm imagining A laying on their chest in bed and the MC tracing their fingertips over their back for this moment)
Nate/Nat: N would totally draw the MC into an embrace, kissing them and whispering 'I love you' in different languages against their skin.
Farah/Felix: F would totally turn it into a fun game of taking turns to write sweet, romantic things...probably writing a whole paragraph and saying it's hard to keep how much they feel for the MC to just a few words.
Mason/Morgan: Probably wouldn't guess what it said as they'd be too enraptured by the lovely feeling of having of someone tracing across their skin without it burning or stinging.
Hi! Hope you're having an amazing week ^^. I was wondering how would the ro's react to mc saying "i wish I'd never met you" during an argument (like in deep romance)
Ohhhh, that makes my heart hurt just thinking about it!
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Adam/Ava
They would do their best not to let the pain show across their features before stoically saying, "Then we are in agreement on that. Your life would be free without me in it."
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Nate/Nat
They would totally crumble at that and be like, "You don't really mean that, do you? Even with what we've gone through…don't you think it's been enough?"
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Felix/Farah
I'm not even sure they could brush it off with a joke if they were in deep romance.
They would very openly show how hurt they were before walking away. They would need time to process that!
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Mason/Morgan
Deep romance? Hmmm...
Probably be on the edge of tears before storming away with a, "Then let me make it easier by not being here at all."
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Thank you so much for the painful ask...my heart didn't need that today...hehe! ;D
Ro's reaction to the mc covering their faces with kisses while also telling them they love them in a whole bunch of different languages
Deep romance?
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Adam/Ava
"You do realise one long kiss would have sufficed?" And then proceed to show them what they mean :D
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Nate/Nat
Would totally be in their element with this, while also being very impressed as the MC's knowledge of languages, which would just make the whole moment even more amazing for them, hehe!
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Felix/Farah
"I really hope all of that stuff you're saying is good. But I'm guessing it is with the kisses that come with them." All while smiling very brightly.
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Mason/Morgan
Hmm...deep romance M with this...
Probably just let the MC get on with it but then later on try to remember one of the phrases and whisper it while kissing them on their way past them.
How would married lis respond to noticing mc developing a habit of maybe twirling their wedding ring around their finger and smiling happily at it, maybe like they can't believe they're actually married
Well, I think they would all be very happy to see it :D
I imagine Nate/Nat would also develop the same gesture after seeing it.
Felix/Farah would probably point it out to the MC and say how much they love it.
Mason/Morgan...probably wouldn't say anything. It would just be a habit the MC has now. A small thing that shows affection, and it's the small gestures that affect M the most.
Adam/Ava would be incredibly touched by seeing it! Partly because they didn't think they ever would be married, and then to have someone they love be so happy to be married to them.
The sun warms the living room, drawing lines in soft light through the blinds. Marius looks up at Nate to see it light a gentle halo around him. His breath is caught by the sight.
They’ve been together for a few weeks now, and still Marius can’t shake the quiet thrum of anxiety that beats in his chest when he thinks about it. Surely something this precious could never belong to him. He is scared, more than he ever has been, to have it ruined by his own hand.
But something else in Marius, something deep and poisonous, stirs in the pit of his stomach when he looks at Nate. He’s familiar with desire, but this is unlike anything he’s felt before - it burns in him, something devilish and wicked.
As subtly as he can he continues to watch Nate, following the trail of his fingers along a page’s edge, the gentle turn of his wrist as he flips to the next. This is where he gets caught, between worship and ruin. He’s never sure which impulse to act on; to scrape skin with teeth, to draw blood beneath his nails, or to kneel in reverence and beg for forgiveness.
This feeling, these temptations, so demanding in their presence, cause Marius’ trepidation. They stir within him, warring against his shame, his inborn guilt. He feels dirty, like this awfulness has rooted itself in him and he’s powerless to stop it, condemned to let it engulf him entirely. For someone so resolute this feeling overcomes him, contaminating every thought - from piety to corruption in an instant. Nate’s harmonious laugh, hand in loving hand, words sweet as honey; all precipitously twisted into a flash of fingers digging into skin, the phantom feel of breath against his neck, his name falling from Nate’s lips like prayer. Is this madness?
He looks again to Nate, sitting so serene and radiant in the evening sun, and Marius’ resolve shatters. This is worth perdition, he thinks, let me damned. Even as the fingers of shame make to pull him back to his senses, he is vanquished by the need to tear Nate to pieces, watch him come undone at the touch of his godforsaken hands, his desire in equal measure holy and wicked.
Carefully, Marius moves across the room to stand before Nate, somehow managing restraint as he gently runs his fingers through Nate's hair, denying the urge to give a sharp tug, to demand Nate’s attention.
“Oh,” Nate looks up. “Hello,” he smiles, his gaze following Marius as he settles himself into Nate’s lap, knees on either side, pinning Nate beneath him. Finally, Marius thinks. Nate lifts one hand to tenderly trace the curve of Marius’ cheek, the other resting so soft on the dip of his waist. Nervousness returns, briefly, as Marius hesitates to taint such innocent affection. But with Nate beneath him like this Marius is weak, and he surrenders easily. Forgive me, Father, he prays, for I am going to sin.
Marius brings his hand up to Nate’s throat and runs the tips of his fingers down the length of it, watching the adam’s apple bob as Nate swallows. He wonders for a moment how loud his heartbeat must sound to Nate, the heavy thumping of it nearly choking him, and has half a mind to apologize for it.
His fingers trail further, following the line of his collarbone. His eyes glance to Nate, who stares up at Marius with such pure tenderness it knocks Marius back on his heels. Nate takes Marius’ wrist in a delicate grip and brings it to his lips, graciously placing a kiss on his palm. His heart stutters for a moment and he feels it again, that sickening ache to feast on, to devour the sins of the flesh. To at last, at last, bear the ugly truth of his unholy desires and seek in Nate repentance.
He grips Nate’s chin and tilts his head, giving himself full access to Nate’s throat. “Take this, all of you, and eat from it. This is my body, which has be given up for you.” Marius can almost hear the echoed scripture. It festers in the pit of his stomach and he can’t help himself from digging in.
He starts with teeth, how could he not? He’d tear flesh from bone if he could, cut straight to the heart and hold it up to the light. He bites the soft skin of Nate’s throat, warmed sweetly by the sun, and listens to Nate’s gasped breaths like gospel. Filled with blind desperation to draw more sounds from him, Marius moves his fingers to tangle into Nate’s thick hair, nails scraping against the scalp as his teeth leave marks where neck meets shoulder.
A strangled noise escapes Nate and Marius’ starvation claws at him deeper. Nate’s fingers dig into the skin of Marius’ hips, pulling him closer. “I am going to eat you alive,” Marius promises, lips grazing upward, a sharp tug on Nate’s hair. Nate shudders under him.
He draws back to admire Nate’s tarnished skin and watches as the marks begin to fade. A sort of frustration knots in him at the realization he can never truly stain him, never leave his mark. Nate below him is breathless, hair spilled over his forehead.
“Take this, all of you, and drink from it. This is my blood, which has been given up for you.” The echo rings, and he is thirsty for it.
He pulls Nate by the chin and draws his lips to his own, hunger growing ever still, Never enough, he thinks. He licks and tastes and bites at Nate’s mouth like he’s trying to turn him inside out. Nate, the sacred thing he is, can do nothing but allow himself to be devoured.
Marius pulls back just enough to watch Nate’s expression as he slowly, deliberately, rolls his hips into Nate’s. A sinister sense of control boils deep within him as he watches Nate’s eyes roll back, blinking shut as a choked breath escapes him. Eyes never leaving Nate, Marius creeps his hand downward, teasing Nate in a way he knows is torturous. He can’t help it, not while he’s hypnotized by Nate's heavy breaths washing over him, or by the way Nate’s eyes can’t seem to focus, or - especially - by the way Nate’s fingers dig harshly and painfully into the skin of his hips. A deeply sick part of him relishes in knowing he’ll have rich, plum coloured bruises to remember this by.
His hand reaches Nate’s jeans and he’s shocked for a moment at how hard Nate is, practically throbbing against his palm even through the thick fabric. But he’s not done yet, he’s finally taken control and he’d be a fool to give it up so easily. Instead, he glances up through his eyelashes to watch Nate as he hooks a finger into the hem, dragging it slowly along the width of it. Their lips still a breath apart, Marius swallows the stuttered sigh that escapes Nate.
“Please,” Nate breathes, and Marius nearly blacks out. Not once has he heard Nate so breathless, so desperate and wanting. But Marius wants more, he wants to make Nate cry and beg and whine. He has never felt so ravenous in his entire life.
With some sense of mercy Marius unbuttons Nate’s jeans. He slips his hand under the fabric and grabs the hard length there, palming gently through his boxers. Nate’s head lulls, eyes squeezed shut, savoring the slow pleasure of Marius’ hand. Marius pauses, grasps Nate’s throat just below the chin, and tilts his head back up. “Eyes on me,” it’s little more than a whisper but even he is shocked by the demand in his voice. Nate swallows and looks up at Marius in trembling awe. Oh, Marius thinks, oh this is what I’ve been missing.
His hand resumes its ministrations for just a moment before he lifts his hips to finally free Nate from the strained fabric. He grips Nate in his hand, earning him a rumbled moan as he moves in slow, languid strokes, and hums in satisfaction as Nate’s hips jut up to chase the movement. He rubs his palm over the tip before slowly easing back down the length and Nate’s hands are back on his hips, shaking with restraint. Something about it, Nate’s tenderness in contrast to Marius’ torment, warms Marius’ heart and he leans down to kiss Nate, full and tender. Nate moans into it, a hand coming up to cup Marius’ cheek, as careful and patient as ever.
“You are so beautiful, Nate,” Marius breathes against Nate’s lips, and a low whine spills out of them. Marius is awestruck. This is my doing, he thinks, my hands, my mouth, my words, and suddenly he understands the act of divine creation. He follows Nate’s mouth as he writhes under him, watching him in wonder, breathing in every precious sound Nate offers. This is my doing, he repeats to himself, and a prayer forms on his lips. Our Father, who art in heaven, the words whisper in his mind.
“Hallowed be thy name,” He whispers into Nate’s mouth as he runs his thumb across the tip, and Nate, even through the fog of pleasure, is quick to answer; “Marius," whispered in faith like Marius has never heard. Still untouched, Marius nearly comes undone at this. He rocks his hips, a selfish act, but Nate seems to come back to himself enough to notice that Marius is still fully clothed. Nate’s hands make quick work of unbuttoning Marius’ shirt, fingers delicate yet fumbling. He’s barely pushed it from Marius’ shoulders before Nate’s mouth is on him, clutching him in his arms, hand at the base of his neck, the other pressed firmly on the flat plane of his back. Oh, he thinks, so this is devotion, and nearly melts away. Nate removes Marius’ hand, his face still pressed into Marius’ neck, to fervently tug and pull at Marius’ trousers until finally, he too feels the warm evening sun on his skin.
Marius knows Nate well enough to tell that, despite being near possessed by lust, he still hesitates to take more. But Marius is greedy and raises himself onto his knees, Nate’s hands moving again to grasp his hips, face pressed into Marius’ ribs, breathing heavy against his skin. “Oh, Marius,” Nate breathes. Nate looks up at him again, and the expression on his face is nothing short of worship.
Marius can’t seem to form words, can’t seem to think of anything but the heavenly sight before him. He takes Nate in his hand, sinking himself down slowly until he’s reached the hilt. Nate clutches Marius again, a strangled cry muffled into his neck. A stuttered breath leaves Marius. Rapture, he thinks, salvation.
They move together in sweet rhythm; shared breath, skin to skin, and still not close enough. “Marius,” Nate keeps breathing, a hymn, and never has Marius been more certain that there is sanctity on earth.
They crest the hill together, mouth to mouth, swallowing each other's pleasure, hands gripping and tugging, yet gentle and soothing. They collapse into one another, holding each other up, their chests heaving. Nate seems to come back to himself first, and runs his fingers so tenderly through Marius’ hair, lips leaving the whisper of a kiss on his throat.
And here, with their bodies pressed together like praying hands Marius realizes these desires were never wretched, never sinful. If this was sin, what could be virtue? Marius had never felt anything holier than this.
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Thank you, thank you, thank you for reading! I haven't written or posted fanfiction in 10 years, so please tell me what you think :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Wayhaven Chronicles - Mishka Jenkins
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Male Detective/Nathaniel "Nate" Sewell
Characters: Nathaniel "Nate" Sewell, Original Male Character(s), Marius Eliot
Additional Tags: Marius is trans, and treacherously in love with Nate, I don't care about canon Marius was raised Catholic, hence the... everything in this fic, Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Religious Guilt, Marius is horny but trapped in Catholic guilt, Hand Jobs, Foreplay, Gentle Sex, Tender Sex
Summary:
They’ve been together for a few weeks now, and still Marius can’t shake the quiet thrum of anxiety that beats in his chest when he thinks about it. Surely something this precious could never belong to him. He is scared, more than he ever has been, to have it ruined by his own hand.
But something else in Marius, something deep and poisonous, stirs in the pit of his stomach when he looks at Nate. He’s familiar with desire, but this is unlike anything he’s felt before - it burns in him, something devilish and wicked.
How would the ROs react to a clingy MC? (deep romance!)
In deep romance, I imagine all of them would be happy with a clingy MC, and return it themselves, lol!
But Adam/Ava would be reassured by the MC's presence after denying it for so long, so very happy for the clingy.
Nate/Nat would embrace that part of the MC, though assure the MC that it wasn't necessary.
Felix/Farah wouldn't notice that it was being clingy because they would be just as obvious in their clingy and assume that's how deep love relationships are!
Mason/Morgan would be very happy for that deeper emotional contact after so long without it and would be worried if the MC wasn't clingy! :D
...There's a lot of emotional issues going on in this team, so clinginess is definitely not an issue for them!
How did the Agency approached each member of UB? Or did they approach the Agency themselves?
Oh, good question! Dipping into spoiler territory, so I'll have to be a bit vague with some, but I like it, hehe
Adam/Ava were kind of recruited, kind of just joined the Agency as they were the ones there to help with the aftermath of things that had happened to Adam/Ava. This was before the Agency was even 'The Agency' and just a collection of beings who wanted to help and protect others (which obviously appealed to Adam/Ava greatly).
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Nate/Nat, well, this one really is waaaaay too spoiler to detail yet. But the Agency saved Nate/Nat, and Nate/Nat gradually became exposed to what they do and was tempted to join, especially after the Agency were so keen to recruit them because of their…abilities.
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Farah/Felix was brought on after they fell through the portal. Farah/Felix's abilities were very obviously already powerful for a vampire their age, so the Agency were interested, but F wasn't sure. But as they were exposed to what the Agency did, and a little chat with Rebecca, they joined up.
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Mason/Morgan, another waaaay too spoilery one to detail at the moment before other things are revealed in game, hehe! But the Agency rescued Mason/Morgan and helped them in a pretty major way, and Mason/Morgan—having no other real place to go or memories—figured it was the most secure place for them at that time. Luckily for the Agency, Mason/Morgan grew too loyal to the rest of Unit Bravo before they could be bothered to find another way of life, lol.
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Oh, that was a long one, sorry! Very excited to bring some of these things into the game and expand on them more, so I get carried away.
Thank you so much for the ask!
i hope this isnt too spoilery a question, since its also an impossible scenario lol, but how wouldve UB felt about the detective if theyd met before they were turned? would there still have been that soulmate style attraction going on?
Definitely would have been the soul mate bond still! That’s fated between them :D
Adam/Ava would have immediately acted on that rush of feelings. Back then, they believed in fairytale love and wouldn’t have missed the opportunity at finding it!
Nate/Nat would have also tried, though likely not with the same…easy charm as they have now, lol ;D
Farah/Felix, oh, interesting…I’m not sure they would have noticed the feelings to start with. They were very involved in a lot of other things to take as much notice as they do now!
Mason/Morgan would actually be pretty much the same, lol.
Hi Sera! Thank you for taking the time to answer aska from people! It brings a smile to my face seeing this little insight into characters live and behavior! With this in mind, I wanted to ask how you think Unit Bravo would react (as best friends!) seeing MC with a broken nose, and all MC says it that they deserved it happening (perhaps from their shenanigans)
I’m so glad you’re enjoying them! I love reading what people want to know and getting excited about talking all things Wayhaven, hehe :D
As for your ask…
Adam/Ava wouldn’t say anything. They’d sit the MC down and start tending to the wound, all while gritting their teeth and trying not to say anything.
Nate/Nat would bundle the MC up in a cuddle and try to coax out of them what really happened.
Farah/Felix would ask what the hell kind of shenanigans would result in that…and why didn’t the MC invite them to it! :D
Mason/Morgan would get very tense and demand to know who did it!
Thank you so much for the ask and lovely message! :)
We can’t romance the villain if we already locked with one of the ro?
If we can’t then all my plans to make my dear adam in pain is gone (i love him but he needs to feel what my poor mc felt)😔
Oh, don't worry. That chance will still come...
I mean, A can't hold out forever without expecting the MC to not date anyone...And though it might be what A thinks they want, that might become painfully apparent that it's very much not what they want...
(Not in Book Four though, I will say, lol. A and the MC at least get a chance in Book Four for a little fluff and romance, just because I'm desperate to get some happy in before it all breaks again... ;D)
I have been re-reading A's route and was wondering if there would be a love rival (thats not N). The book four demo goes into the MCs' frustration with how A is acting, so maybe they might actually take moving on seriously.
Ok, I don't want to get into spoilers, but I will say…
If there is going to be, it's not the villain from Book Four either. That's more of a catalyst in the romance for the MC to realise some…stuff.
But I will say that I love a romantic foil (is that the right term?). That kind of thing makes my angsty little heart happy. and I have yet to write one for Wayhaven like I'd like to.
So…yeah.
That's all I'll say because I totally spoil too much already, lol! :D
Will M ever want/steal that stuffed wolf from you that you can win them at the fair? Replaying the series and I'm at that part right now 🤌🤌
M is less of a 'thing' person and more of a live-in-the-moment/have the memory of it kind of person! :D
The stuffed wolf might remind them of that date, but for them it's more about the person or moment they're experiencing, rather than souvenirs, which is why they're not interested in taking it.
Also means any gifts from M will be far more focused on experiences or gestures rather than a physical thing!
Well, good day to you, romantic writer! It's been a couple years I've been following a certain Detective's journey and I love the journey so far and the world you built. My question for you is; how would our four favorite vampires would react if the Detective were to hug them from behind while they are each doing their favorite activity? It can be inside or outside romance, as best friend for example, in order to offer some support on a bad day.
Oh, I like a hug question, hehe! :D
Hmmm...I think we'll go for the BBF routes, here. Just to change it up!
Adam/Ava would simply enjoy it and not say anything. A does get comfort from physical touch, so they would appreciate that contact with someone they care about, especially for the gesture being shown to them when they didn't need to ask for it.
Nate/Nat would instantly feel better and thank the MC for knowing that they needed the comfort.
Felix/Farah would turn around and hug the MC back. Got to get that full hug time!
Mason/Morgan...it does make me chuckle to imagine this! At this point, being this close as BFFs, M wouldn't be against the contact but would be like 'What is this? What are you doing? If you wanted to comfort me, you could have brought me some more cigarettes.' But still resign themselves to the gesture willingly :D
How would deep romance UB respond to MC asking “Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?”
Hmmm...
I imagine M would shrug and be like, 'Who cares? We're soulmates in this one and that's all I care about.'
F would be very enthusiastic about this idea and likely go off on a tangent wondering what the MC and F are like as a couple in other alternate universes, lol!
A would stare at the MC for a long moment before being like, 'You really believe in other universes?' To which I imagine the MC would make a very good point about the fact there's literally portals to other worlds...then A would reluctantly admit yes then, hehe! :D
N would admit that a love like the MC's and N's is too powerful not to transcend every world and universe. It will be a love story that is retold countlessly through reincarnations because it is so fated.
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