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deceive // selever

requested by celeste (ty for the req! and i couldn't @ you, sadly)

ah i did a shitton of research for this bc i didn't want to make a fool out of myself lol

ajashdkajashd i tried my best i couldn't find anything on their weaknesses so i decided to go with water like your request-

also i accidently made this a fem reader- but i'm sure you can still insert yourself into it, just change a pronoun and the significant other thing

also, happy pride!

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selever always thought of you as a holy person, even if you tagged along with him in pranking his parents. 

you always attended mass, even if you didn't say anything, and you helped around the church. the thing that tied it all together was that you said you were an angel when you first joined the church.

sarvente loved y/n and treated her like a daughter because of this, and selever never thought to hardcore tease her for being such a holy person and not doing a single sin. 

"what y/n, you can't get your feathers wet?" selever called out from inside the pool. "we can drag ruv in! you can't pass this up!"

"nah, not today," you said from the shade where you were reading some magazine you found on a nearby table.

"y/n, those guys aren't even hot! and since when did you ever pass up pranking ruv out of all people?"

you put down the magazine full of boys and girls and rolled your eyes.

"i don't feel like getting wet today!" you shouted.

selever was unusually quiet after this, and you, being suspicious of his lack of arguing, decided to check up on him.

you walked toward the pool and saw that he was nowhere to be found.

"oh fuck," you flew up into the air just before a splash of water nearly hit you.

"damn y/n, how did you know i was there?" selever looked disappointed.

"don't think that i can't tell when you're sneaking up on me," you went back to the area you were sitting in.

"you never liked water," selever mumbled to himself.

and that's when he thought of a plan.

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it was nighttime, and you were on dish cleaning duty. you always wore gloves, and the faucet's flow was low (a h a). now that selever closely observed, he realized how you desperately tried to never get near water.

like that one time it was raining and your favorite band/artist was playing, and you wouldn't even budge out of your bed. you told him you were sick, but a few hours later, you looked healthy and rejuvenated.

"who even washes dishes like that?" selever asked himself as he watched you carefully.

he thought that angels didn't mind getting their feathers or themselves wet, but maybe y/n was just a special case. he almost decided that he shouldn't do what he was about to do, but what's the worst that could happen?

he carefully aimed, the water inside the barrel sloshing around, and fired. a few seconds after impact, he heard a screech and almost wheezed.

"see y/n, nothing to be af-" he stopped as soon as he saw you.

where the water had hit your wings turned into a deep shade of gray, and around them was tinted the same color. you looked unfazed, but also in a bit of pain.

"at least you didn't burn a feather," you laughed softly as you took your gloves off and opened your wings to inspect them.

"y/n, what-"selever started to say before you cut him off.

"i wasn't lying about the angel thing, but i'm not exactly god's favorite." you tapped some of your feathers. "wasn't planning on telling any of you guys for a while."

"so. . . you're a fallen angel?" selever questioned, stepping closer to you.

"basically, yeah. didn't repent because i'm that much of a procrastinator." you acted as if this was a normal situation.

"why didn't you tell us?" selever finally reached an arm's length away from you.

"last time i told anyone, they chased me out the town with pitchforks and torches," you almost seemed pissed at that memory. "the pitchforks were ok, but if any bit of that fire got on my wing-"

"but look at me, i'm literally a demon. and sarv is too, so i don't get why you didn't feel like you couldn't tell us."

"i just felt like it was better if i decided not to tell you guys that, and give you a half truth."

it was silent for a moment, and before you could add on to your sentence, selever dragged you into a big hug.

"wha-" you said, but it was muffled by his shoulder.

"we could care less, you're still a great friend to us. and...i'd like to be more than friends with you." he seemed slightly embarrassed, but quickly covered it up with a smug smirk. "so, whatya say, shortstack?"

"oh fuck off," you grumbled, but gave him a smile.

"i'll take that as a 'yes i'll be you're girlfriend you're soooooo hot selever'," he said in a high pitched voice.

"that does not sound like me," you jokingly shoved him.

"yes it does."

"no, it doesn't"

"yes it does."

"selever, i swear-"

you both heard a big squeal, to see sarv and ruv behind you.

ruv was just chilling there, while sarv looked ready to host a wedding.

"you aren't mad i didn't tell you?" you asked, assuming they were there the whole time.

"of course not! it doesn't change anything about you!" sarv embraced you.

you smiled happily, hugging her back.

"sooo, can i like, take her back?" selever grabbed onto your wrist once sarv finally released you from her hold.

"have fun you two!" sarv innocently waved you both goodbye as selever led you up to his room.

"oh, we'll have fun!" selever smirked.

"it better be cuddling-"

"what else would it be? you're so perverted kekeke~."

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everytime i write i feel a passion to hate it

i hope this meets up to your expectations!

wksjdhkash off to die from choking on takis

also omg the reads- ty broksis🥶🥶

pls request more my brain is blank

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