❝If you return to your old world, we will follow you, and we will destroy everything you love. This is your home now.❞
Percy's world didn't teach her about how obsessive a god's love would be. But when she was accidentally transported to this crazy...
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Dude, I wanted to have some Posy scenes at the end of this chapter, but Beelcy took over the whole thing LMAO. I'm sorry, I just love Beelzebub so much 😭💖 This chapter is 100% Beelcy yaaaay!
It's a little angsty maybe??? It's Beel and Percy who are both going through some trauma so ofc you should expect some angst 😭😭 these guys should NOT be left alone together
I hope you guys enjoy the early update 💖 I updated early because today's the release of FF7 Rebirth and my preorder SHOULD come today, so I'm gonna be busy playing it which means.... I won't be able to write/update as much. And if my preorder DOESN'T come today, then I still won't be able to write/update because I'll be too busy being miserable. Thx for understanding! 🤗
IT WAS AUGUST EIGHTEENTH, AND Percy was perfectly content in spending her birthday relaxing in Beelzebub's castle up until he whipped out the handcuffs and blindfold.
She stared at him in alarm, "Um."
"Today is your seventeenth birthday, isn't it?" He asked, smiling.
The sight of that smile made her back away slowly. "Yeah... but why are you smiling at me like that?" She asked wearily.
"You don't like my smile?" He asked, feigning hurt.
"Considering the fact that you only smile when you're about to do something really bad to me, no, no I don't like your smile."
He chuckled. Oh he's in a really good mood, she thought with a shudder.
"You've been so well-behaved recently, so I felt that you deserve a treat on your special day," he explained, like he was talking about giving his puppy an extra bone to chew on.
She might as well be a puppy, he mused in amusement. A puppy with a very dangerous owner.
He was pretty sure the only reason Poseidon hadn't drowned several countries in Midgar after that day was because he picked her up from his castle rather than Shiva's palace, but he still hadn't been pleased that she had to sleep over at Shiva's in the first place.
About a month had passed since then, and every Saturday, he and Percy would venture out to Valhalla to do whatever they wanted—or whatever she wanted, to be more specific. Unlike their first trip, nothing disastrous ever happened (like her separating from him and getting kidnapped by pesky gods).
Things were going so well, it was only natural for him to reward her for good behavior. Perhaps if he did it enough times, she would finally be conditioned to behave for him permanently.
"Well-behaved?" Percy echoed.
"Yes," he smiled. "At first I was thinking about giving you a blue birthday cake, but a better idea came to me. Now, close your eyes."
