Coven_smut

MC: Rika (Femele Fujoshi in Omega Male Body)

Original Life:

Day job: Overworked, underpaid office assistant in a publishing firm, usually stuck fixing the copy machine or ghost-editing erotica for lazy male authors.

Night job: Secret identity as @BL4geddon, a popular underground smut manga artist, known for her disturbingly accurate depictions of alpha×alpha energy.

Constantly broke, so she’s forced to take boring editing jobs during the day—and draw d** jokes and breathy uke whimpers* at night.


Now in the novel?

Accidentally possessing Riven Zhaeris: A too-beautiful-for-this-world omega who smells like heat and sugar and says the most obscene things without knowing it.

Doesn’t even try to be seductive—she’s just constantly commentating like a dirty-minded fangirl, and the alphas are slowly unraveling.

Fujoshi Chaos Aura: Constantly draws yaoi doujins, makes A×A comments out loud, and thinks she's being subtle while literally eye-f**king every dramatic moment she witnesses.She still thinks like a woman—so her inner monologue is all about “these hot boys being dumb tsundere lovebirds.”

But everyone else sees a smirking, seductive omega who leans in during heated conversations, tilts his head just so, and "moans" softly while sketching.

This contrast between inner chaos gremlin and outer unintentional siren is what kills the alphas.

“Alpha,omega, I’m Just lost”

Status: Hydrated. Plugged. Observing.

THE FIRST SIGHTING: NOT AN OTP, BUT STILL... DELICIOUSLY SUGGESTIVE

She was just trying to find a seat, caffeine in one hand, her fourth tablet in the other, when she walked into what looked like a live-action enemies-to-lovers alpha showdown in the middle of the faculty courtyard.

One in a pressed black button-up, tight at the shoulders, clenched jaw, hair so neat it defied gravity.

The other, all open collars, tattoos peeking out, expression permanently set to "I bite back."

> The tension was thick. Thick like 90s gel. Thick like pre-rut warning sweat.

Riven gasped softly, then whispered to no one:

"I bet they hate each other but would still hate-f* against a wall—"**

AND THEN she made the mistake of saying it out loud.

> "Do you guys want water? You're both panting like you just came or something."

One beta student spit out their juice.

The other clenched his jaw harder.

> Riven blinked. Took a long sip of her drink.

"...For hydration. You know. You look... dehydrated. From all the... testosterone."

She fled. Elegantly. Like a lubed-up ninja.

> "Okay so not the OTP. That's fine. Not everyone can be The Chosen Pair."

"But I'd pay 9.99 a month to see those two argue about who's topping."

"Two Professors, One Office Chair: A Forbidden Rut Tale."

First lecture. Riven tried to take notes but the professor said the word "dual mating bond" and her brain short-circuited.

> Riven, unprompted, whispered: "I wonder how omega×omega dynamics would work in reverse heat rituals. Like switch-heat cycles...double nesting...wet chaos..." Professor: "Excuse me. What position?"

Riven: "Hypothetically? Face-down ass-up, but for science."

FUJOSHI DIARY ENTRY: College Day 1 (Orientation, Plug, Professors with Tension)