#luvia ray

[meepy-ultra]

luvia ray x K.K.

[mydarlingedits]

LUVIA RAY DID* ICONS

I love my canonically plural girlies...... ᯓᡣ𐭩

*they are mentioned, in game, to have DID specifically

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        𐙚˙⋆.˚ Date Posted 𓇿 11/3/24 .ᐟ

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[feixiiao]

can we PLEASEEEEEEEE TALK ABOUT HERRR MOREEEE PLEASEEEE

[zwan99]

It's new sinners time~

New S-Rank Catalyst +\L.L./+

New A-Rank Umbra Shrooma

"The on-screen CN text says they're both internet addicts 🙂") (by Jiu Jiu subs)

Ah, so relatable...

New 3 Star Attire for Eleven

New 2 Star Attire for Luvia Ray

[sinful-lanterns]

sugar mommy Chameleon. that's it. save me powerful woman.. sugar mommy Langley and Lady Pearl. ough..

-🍷

Sugar Mommy Chameleon is someone I can see coming to the SMC to relieve some stress and headache from her life. Since she is the Bureau’s psychologist, she enjoys lounging out with everyone in the club and having a pretty thing like you wrapped up in her arms with a glass of wine. Something about having a sugar baby so cute and vulnerable in her grasp just makes her feel so…powerful. And I’m ngl, Chameleon definitely becomes a sugar mommy only for the power trip high she gets after being with you. (Not like you mind tbh)

Sugar Mommy Langley is someone I can see being a secret member of the SMC. It takes her a while to join at first, but I like to think it relaxes her seeing all these pretty women being so cute and submissive to other pretty women. She takes an instant liking to you, and since she’s the leader of the 9th Agency, she gets to have you sprawled around her 100% of the time due to her position. Luckily Langley doesn’t show up to the club meetings every time which means other women get the chance to hang out with you, but if Langley shows up, it’s a guranteed chance you’re going to be occupied with her all night.

Sugar Mommy Pearl is a surprising member of the SMC, but she quickly falls into place as she adores finding a “star” amidst the beautiful sugar babies that attend the club. When she first finds you, she just knew she had to have you. You didn’t even have to be an actor or performer of sorts, just your beauty and personality had Lady Pearl hooked. She’s the type of sugar mommy to try and persuade you to be her shining star alongside Luvia Ray (another one of her sugar babies), and if you agree, she’s showering you in pleasantries no sugar baby has ever seen before! (Pearl is definitely one of the richer women due to owning Fortuna)

[miscgallery]

(the paparazzi were tailing luvia.)

[shrimshrim4fun]

May you please make a part 2 of "Sinners Reacting To you using GenZ slang"?

This one starring Eirene, Thistle, Luvia(and Ray), Lady Pearl, Adela, and Enfer?

Yeah but it might be a bit out of character for Enfer cause I don’t know her (also Luvia Ray) but I hope you enjoy.

Sinners Reacting to you Using GenZ Slang Pt2:

Eirene:

-Confused. Looked at you with an arched eyebrow and asked “Could you elaborate the meaning of….those words you just said?”

-Listened to you very intently like it was a fucking business meaning but at the end she still didn’t get the point of your “meaningless” jokes as she would like to call them

-Though even as she says that she actually once researched what your slang meant, and as she realized what she was doing her face turned red as she shut her computer

-Will sigh when she hears you say it near her or over text. But in private you once caught her practicing it by herself. “I just fanum taxed this company” you once heard her say in her room when she thought you were out

Thistle:

-She probably have heard some of the Sinners her age say it but doesn’t get it. It’s just made up words but you seem to like it

-Notes down the certain things you say in her journal every day. For example, she’ll have little things like: Sigma is a phrase to define someone is superior in looks or appearance. Can also be used in forms like “What the sigma��� or “He’s so sigma

-She gets really red if you ever find these small snip its in her journal if you go through it. Stating it’s nothing

-Actually tried a few times to fit in with the younger Sinners by saying stuff like “Let her cook” but always get red afterward due to her straight forward expression and others just looking at her dumbfounded

Luvia Ray:

-Luvia doesn’t really know how to react, so Ray steps in. Ray is more cautious about how you use your words. “What does that mean? Is that a new term to call somone?” She would ask harshly but you quick explain it’s just funny slang and nothing to be took in seriously

-She is skeptical at first but finally accepts it. Luvia doesn’t really use it, but Ray proabably uses it to call creeps that look at Luvia. “Im gonna crash out on that dude if doesn’t stop glaring…”

-Luvia doesn’t really say it but sometimes she’ll talk to herself and when you ask about it she’ll answer with “Sorry…I’m being a bit delulu…is that how you use it in a sentence?”

Lady Pearl:

-Is curious about what you’re saying to say the least. “What are you saying, dear?”She’ll ask curiously as you explain to her

-Sometimes when she’s writing scripts for plays she’ll add in these “new words” she has discovered due to you

-She also sees this as a way to make you go to the plays with her. “But my dear, they are highly inspired by the words you have introduced me to, they are-” you halt her before she continued knowing if you argue any longer she’ll drag it for hours to persuade you.

-Sitting in the seats as the plays roll, a smile on her face as she wanted to see your reaction on how she put the words into the play.

-Though at the end of the play she’ll clap and exclaim loudly “They cooked didn’t they?” You had to stifle a laugh but she didn’t get why

Adela:

-Probably heard it before from the younger Sinners when giving them a haircut. Only chuckled at their words but never really asked

-Started asking because you started to say it around her. “What does that mean exactly?” She asked curiously after some time of you using it. After explaining she finally decided it’s just a way that younger people now have fun

-She’ll sometimes tease you about it but nothing serious. And she’ll also indulge in it a few times before. Mostly when you look stressed she’ll ask “Is the tea pipping hot?”

-Also the type to use the slang to compliment you (more like teasing) Started calling you “her goat” or “the goat” out of nowhere for a few days but stopped after you told her it was a bit embarrassing due to her calm demeanor when she said it

Enfer:

-She views your words as a new form of “art” Though you never got why she explained through a long almost 3 hours of how these words combined through the social class of the “sigma” being timid though reaching and beyond the levels of beauty of wealth while the “alpha” was less timid though the same. How the two contrasted…..yeah you forgot the rest

-Has made several of these words to show as art. All of them somewhat eerie and creepy but she stated “This shows the dynamics between the sigma, alpha, and the goat. The sculpture shows how they all bend together to create the dynamic.”

-Doesn’t care about why other people laughed at her words when she explained to them why the sculpture was influenced by. Would go rant for hours about how the words expanded our imaginations and influenced the way of thinking for us now.

-Probably has a notepad to write the phrases and the meaning/definition it means to her. If you ever flip through it you’ll find the small drawings to help her make sense of the word and other definitions for the word she thinks made sense. “Could you continue to list off some of the words that you have been saying? I find them very intriguing to say the least” She’ll ask 

Sorry if some of them are a little OOC I wasn’t there for some of the events 😞 If you have any thirsts, drabbles, or requests please feel free to interact with my inbox. I hope you enjoyed reading it. If you want a part 3 just ask for characters and I’ll write for them ><

[phantomjesterrr]

Started playing Path to Nowhere. Here's my main team after a few months of on-and-off grinding IF YOU EVEN CAREEEEE!!!!!! /j

Biancaaaa!!! Her event was the one playing when I first started. SHE'S SO COOL!!! Her special attack thing is so neat with the camera. I love her personality but don't like her design that much. Not because it's bad but because she looks WAY too much like my mom XD

EMP!!! She's cool. Literally MVP, she's been here since the start. I love how big her ego is. No place in Syndicate is big enough to hold it. In terms of battle power she's good. She has such a long range cuz of her bow and arrow and it has saved my ahh in battle SO MANY TIMES!!! She's so reliable!! I want to see her and Wendy interact again. I've connected with that one line of dialogue she dropped about Wendy at the start of the game HEHEHEHE

Also does her name stand for something? I dunno.

The doctor has arrived. AHHH DOCTOR IRON!!!! I did her interrogation and she's so neat. Her relationship with Anne is so tragic though, at least as I see it. Under better circumstances they could be happy together urghhhhhhh... NGL I had trouble understanding the SALVA part of the story but from what I remember... she like... was under the influence of Mania but suppressed it to try and keep helping at the hospital?? I think??? I'm gonna re-read it but that's what I remember. Correct me if I'm wrong. If she's really that selfless WOAH what a cool gal. And that scene with Ted actually had me shivering in my timbers.

Luvia Ray! Cool name. I actually don't know anything about her yet. In terms of story, I'm only up to the part with us and Zoya fighting the inheritance so idk if she comes up in the main story like EMP and Iron do. She's funny though. And her special move is crazy good.

I thought he was Zoya when I pulled him and was so sad, but HEY IT'S SOMETHING SO?? Overall, I don't know much about him. I really only skimmed his profile. Though I love having this big edgy guy on a team full of baddies. I imagine he'd be like... sad uncle of the group. He's my frontline fighter under most circumstances cuz of his special move thingy. I like his boots. I WANT THEM!!! I'm curious to what happened to his nose tho. Wanna do his interrogation soon.

WENDYYYYY!!! She was my fav from the start when she arrived at the function with a chainsaw. At first I had a surface level connection with her, being "ooo crazy chainsaw girl :3!" but then I did her interrogation and actually cried at the ending scene with her backstory. She deserves to love and be loved and be happy. WENDYYY!!!

I love this team!!! I wanna trade Luvia and maybe EMP out for Nino and Cinnabar but this is the wrap right now. ARGH IM STARVING FOR RESOURCES!!!

[sociieties]

@barrenstars: her new friend was very nice, too nice, ray says. the kind of nice that makes ray beg to front just to kick them in the balls. but he was a businessman, apparently, and luvia was an actress! they've spoken plenty about him helping her out with her acting career, helping her get a better agent, attend some more acting classes - he even offered to attend some parties with her to introduce her to some people who could help! he was so nice, too nice that luvia didn't see how dangerous he was when he took her hand in his own and pressed his lips to her knuckles. ray, on the other hand, felt like it was a situation worth killing him over. today, however, she hadn't spoken to her friend, she hadn't gotten the chance to. they were in the same room, but for some reason, levy seemed to keep his distance, offering her subtle smiles and winks from across the room. she wondered why that was, and didn't piece together it was because wolverine was with her, seemingly keeping her close and cosy by his side. dual-coloured eyebrows furrow and she follows the feral boy's wild, amber hues across the room until she's looking over at her new friend; the sinner levy. seconds away from speaking, luvia is abruptly cut off when the brunet backs her against the cafeteria wall, rendering her speechless as one arm raises to, almost lazily, lean against the wall. he's close, so close their noses can brush together if luvia shifts her feet a little, their lips are so close that she could lean up ever so slightly and kiss him. but she can't move. her mind is blank ( for the first time in a while, even ray isn't speaking, ) and she can feel a heat rise up from her chest, capturing her cheeks and dusting them a faint red. ❝ ... wolverine? ❞ luvia asks quietly, a little dreamily. she's read one too many comics and books to know how scenes like this usually play out. hopefully, it would be the same for her as well.

he's seen the way that guy treats her -- how he treats anyone he can, but wolverine only cares about one of them -- that asshole / he's nothing wolverine would pay any mind too. that new sinner, as far as he can sniff out, is exactly like those guys wolverine used to be pitted against when something went wrong with whomever his ' handler ' was for the month. nothing special, just some sleezy, money-hungry asshole, sitting and waiting on some corner for whatever new piece of fresh meat was ready to fall into his trap. while usually he wouldn't care, levy's next victim seems to be luvia and wolverine does not, under any circumstances, plan to sit back and just let that happen. not luvia. she's been through too much -- and even if she hadn't, she's his.

luvia is his; everyone knows this. everyone save for the sinner that's been sniffing around luvia. this is why he's been hanging around her more so than he'd usually would, fully intending on making sure levy got the hint and buzzed off before wolverine had to get violent about it.

in the current, he's eyeing the man from across the room, watching as the other man makes eyes at luvia from the other side of the room and it's only when he hears levy's breathing pattern change does he move. ( he's been silently hunting the other all day / levy intends on trying to come over for something and wolverine nips it in the bud before anyone knows anything. ) with relative ease, the hunter traps luvia, pinning her to the wall, focused, golden eyes staring deep into her own heterochromatic ones. lips pull as she speaks, somewhat baring teeth as he makes the first sound he's made all day -- a low snarl as his nose bumps into hers. ( despite what it seems, it's not necessarily made in response to his name, but a warning to everyone else around them, namely one by the name of levy. )

lowly, " stay away from him. " he breathes the words out clearly, as if they're the only ones he knows before dominant hand falling to place itself on her waist. here, he's taking his chances with ray, but getting electrocuted by her sounds infinitely times better than having luvia try speaking to levy again. nothing happens within the second and he leans in, jaw working as his lips brush against hers / a half second passes and he tilts his head, eyes closing as he presses a short but proper kiss on her lips. afterwards, he pulls away, head turning to look back towards levy, who's still there, watching the both of them, and he narrows the eyes at the guady man. " stay away from luvia, " he warns, fingers slowly curling around the fabric of luvia's dress, " or i'll kill you. she's mine. "

[meepy-ultra]

[shacklda]

dynamic tags part 2

[sinsmockingbird]

Heya Sins! I just had a silly thought. In your XL condom series. What if putting a condom to use but during the fuck, it accidentally breaks? How will the girls react to this? Scared, excited, or maybe even both? ;)

Immediately stops to change condoms, safety over pleasure: Adela, Anne, Dreya, Eleven, Flora, Garofano, Hamel, Iron, Lisa, Macchiato, NOX, Shalom, Sumire, Vanilla

Starts freaking out and blanks on what to do now: Ariel, Cinnabar, Ignis, K.K., Kelvin, Luvia Ray, Matilda, Nightingale

Pauses before urging you on, wants pleasure over safety: Angell, Bai Yi, Cassia, Coquelic, Deren, Eirene, Enfer, Eureka, Lamia, Langley, Ninety-Nine, Oak Casket, Rahu, Stargazer, Tetra, Zoya

Gets excited and starts urging you to go harder and faster: Cabernet, Chameleon, Chelsea, Corso, Lady Pearl, Mantis, McQueen, Pricilla, Raven, Serpent, Uni

[illmother]

GIVE ME THE 2K WORDS DOMESTIC DEREN HCS RUELLA. HAND THEM OVER

(if ur comfy w it ofc <333 no pressure if not uwu)

yes my liege 🙏

— deren wakes up at around 10am, give or take. at that point, the kids are already at school, you at work. but somehow—when she wakes up there’s always always a lipstick stain on her cheek, some smeared around her lips. ah- you must have been in a rush, she wonders if you noticed you also smudged your lipstick a bit giving her this kiss. oh, well…she can always ask tease you about it later. still, she couldn’t help but run her fingers over her lips. she’ll make a mental note to repay you when you get home.

— MOVIE. NIGHTS. at least twice every week. the kids would always ask to see “mama’s movies” (since i imagine it’s kinda hard to keep it a secret, when your girlfriend is a legendary director and is all over the news once every few months, you’d tell them anyways against your better judgment) and you and deren would comply, an amused smile on her face as she watched the look of amazement on the kids’ faces. in the end, you’d always be the one to tell them to go to bed. and as your kids groaned and whined about wanting to finish deren’s movie, all deren would say is “listen to your mother, kids.” she waited a long time to say that.

— if i had to describe a parenting dynamic between you and deren, it would be…good cop, bad cop. deren, being the more laid back parent obviously being the good cop. you, being the stricter parent is the bad cop.

— you take deren on dates very often. yes, you are the one who suggests going out on dates. i imagine the first time you asked her out after the whole thing blows over, she’s just a bit stunned, staring at you for a moment to make sure if she heard it right, might space out a bit. it’s only when your daughter lightly tapped her cheek that she finally snapped back to reality.

— obviously, deren could never say no to you, so every Friday night you both indulge in each other’s company. your kids are left with a babysitter (maybe a trusted sinner from MBCC i can imagine how chaotic it’d be LOL) you’d either go to high end restaurants or a cheap fast food court and get ice cream right after.

— speaking of MBCC i can imagine every time deren visits for any reason at all, she often brings you and the kids along. i can imagine luvia ray, and OwO will absolutely adore your kids! i feel like luvia would often show them some acting tricks if they even ONCE mentioned the word ‘acting’ OwO is like a big sister to them, they admire her dance and ambition. (OwO and the kids often have playdates together)

[sinful-lanterns]

idk why but i feel like deren would only have reader as a sugar baby, she’s too lazy to get herself involved with anyone else, sure she lets women hang themselves off her at the smc, hell she might even sleep with a few but ultimately her gaze would only be trained on reader

(but if she were to take in a sugar baby, i think luvia ray fits 🤔)

I too, can’t really think of any PTN women that would be Deren’s sugar baby besides you, as she would mostly focus her attention on you rather than any other sugar babies at the Bureau. Don’t get me wrong, she enjoys having multiple women sleep with her at the SMC, but those are all just faceless one-night stands in comparison to you. You’re the only woman she’s ever drawn her attention to, and despite her laid back, sleazy attitude, you’re the only one who’s been spoiled enough by Deren to have her bring you as a date to her red carpet events.

Hell, you’re the only woman Deren has ever filmed a home movie with, stayed in the morning with, and even took a shower with. Usually Deren leaves after her one night stands, but not with you. She may deny it all she wants, but the director has a soft spot for you 🥺

Also as cool as it would be to have Luvia Ray be one of Deren’s actual sugar babies, she’s already snatched up by Lady Pearl lol. Though, I’m sure Pearl and Deren don’t mind sharing her from time to time….

[luniidae]

~What Will Never Be~

(BabyAU variant)

[PART. 3/?]

A variant of my BabyAU between my OC Luvia and Raphael. It exists only to torture myself with sad stuff. There's no Luna or Lucian here, only a broken Luvia and a soft Raphael ✨ (Yeah, so I'm not respecting his character at all).

Part 1 ; 2

He immediately jumped up, the sound of the shattering glass like a cold splash of water to his senses. He quickly made his way to her, his eyes fixed on the blood that dripped from her knuckles.

"Luvia...!"

He reached out and gently tried to pull her hand away from the broken mirror. She quickly turned to face him.

"I HAVE ENOUGH OF HER !"

He froze at her sudden outburst, his eyes widening in surprise. He had never seen her like this before, her voice raw and filled with anger and pain.

"Enough of... what?" He asked, his voice low.

"Of her!" She pointed at herself, "I mean... Look at me..."

Raphael was taken aback by her words, his eyes taking in her appearance. She looked so different, so broken, so full of pain.

"I feel like a ghost. I'm made of flesh and bones but I've never felt so dead and I'm TIRED OF THIS"

His heart cracked. He knew that Luvia was struggling, but hearing her say those words...

"I want... To feel... Happy again", she added "I want to enjoy food and drinks, the little things of the daily life again. I want... To look in a mirror and recognize the woman I see" She paused, "I want... I want us to be just like we used to be..."

His heart leapt, the raw vulnerability in her voice hitting him hard.

He reached for her, taking her bloodied hand in his. "I want that too, my love. More than anything"

He gently pulled her away from the broken mirror, away from the shards of glass. He led her to a long sofa, his grip firm but tender. He sat her down, then knelt down in front of her, taking her injured hand in his and examining the cuts on her knuckles.

"Let me clean this up" he said quietly, his yellow eyes fixed on her injuries. He reached for a cloth, dampening it with water from a nearby jug before gently cleaning the blood from her fingers.

His touch was soft, his movements slow and careful as he tended to her wounds. He could feel the tension in her body, the rawness of his lover's emotions. Luvia looked at him worked in silence, his focus solely on cleaning her wounded hand. He could feel her crimson eyes on him. Despite everything, that connection - that pull he felt towards her - was still there.

"I'm sorry, Raphael... For the shadow I have become..."

He stopped what he was doing, looking up at her to meet her gaze. The guilt in her voice tugged at his heartstrings, a painful reminder of the distance that had grown between them over these last months. But he shook his head, gently grasping her hand.

"You have nothing to apologize for. You are not a shadow, you are my everything. You've just been stuck in a dark place, but I will find a way to pull you out of it. I promise."

She smiled weakly... But still, she smiled, and he smiled back at her. It was a small victory, a sign that his words had reached her, that there was still a part of her that responded to him. He finished cleaning her wounds, then wrapped her knuckles in a clean cloth. He held her hand in his for a moment, his fingers gently tracing over her skin. He wanted to say more, to comfort her in every way he could. But words seemed too small, too insignificant in the face of her pain.

"What about... A fine dinner tonight... Somewhere... I don't know. And we would just... Forget about everything, just for a night...?" She suggested timidly.

The cambion was taken aback by her suggestion, his heart warming at her words. He looked up at her, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"A dinner... just the two of us?" he repeated, his voice almost purring, filled with hope.

"Yes"

The idea of returning to normalcy, of having a night of just the two of them, filled him with a sense of relief. It felt like a ray of light in the darkness that had enveloped them for so long.

"I would love that," he said, his eyes meeting hers "Just the two of us... sounds perfect."

She smiled again. It seemed like breaking the mirror had awakened something in her. It was a fragile sign of life, a sign that the spark within her hadn't completely faded. He observed her, the subtle change in her demeanor not escaping his notice. There was still a long way to go, but this was a step in the right direction.

"I won't be too long" he reassured her, gently squeezing her hand before he got up and headed out of the room. He watched her as she got comfortable on the sofa, looking at him with an interrogative look. Her movements were slightly more animated than before. It was a good sign, he thought. It gave him hope, hope that they could find their way back to each other, "You rest for a while" he said softly, "I'll go make arrangements for tonight"

With one last glance at her, he turned and exited the room, closing the door gently behind him. Once outside the room, he let out a deep sigh, his shoulders sagging slightly. The weight of their situation still hung heavy on him. He ran a hand through his hair, his mind already considering the details of their evening dinner. He wanted everything to be perfect, to give her a night she deserved after all the pain she had endured. He would choose the best restaurant, order the finest wine, and make sure they had the most secluded table.

He needed to ensure that nothing would ruin this night. Everything had to go smoothly. He knew it wouldn't be difficult, he had done this many times before. But this time was different. This time it felt more... important.

Meanwhile, Luvia dozed for about an hour, doing her best to chase the bad thoughts from her head. At some point, she got back to their bedroom and headed to her wardrobe to find something nice to wear. She would take a bath, she thought, make her hair nice... She wanted to look good or at least, do her best to...

She opened the wardrobe, her eyes scanning over her clothes, her fingers brushing against the soft fabric of dresses and gowns. She hadn't worn anything nice in ages, her focus having been solely on the child she no longer had.

But tonight... tonight was different, tonight was a chance to come back to life. She picked out a dress, a simple but elegant gown that she knew Raphael had always loved. She held the dress against her body, her mind wandering to the many occasions where she wore this dress. Balls, parties, dinners... So many memories filled with laughter, with love.

This dress, simple as it was, symbolized a time of happiness and joy. A time she so dearly longed to return to... She placed the dress gently on the bed, her mind already making decisions on her accessories and hair. It was almost as if a flame had been reignited within her. She just wondered how long it would last...

She walked into her personal bathroom, the sound of running water filling the air as she prepared to take a long, relaxing bath. She took her time, washing herself, almost as if she was scrubbing away her past. She conditioned her hair, used scented oils and lotions. She wanted to look and feel her best for this evening, to show Raphael, her devil, that she was making an effort, that she was coming back to him.

Part 4 coming soon

[kkartist]

Hello, I am now in deep for Path to Nowhere that I ended up writing a fic. An idea popped up in my head of having Coquelic & L.L interracting. As it won't leave me alone, I wrote it down.

Summary: LL's pet dog, Cabbage, slipped away in the night. So, the Sinner went out to find him. Journeying through the MBCC's hallway, she met someone else alongside the puppy. Little did she know that the encounter would lead to bathing with the Garden's Mentor.

Tags: LL & Coquelic, LL & Thistle, Coquelic & Thistle, Coquelic & Garofano, LL (Loreley), Coquelic, Sumire, Garofano, Cabbage, Bathing, Nudity, SFW, slight angst for LL, LL social training arc, Coquelic being wise, Coquelic being a tease, grandma Coco moment, LL being a disaster, LL going through it, Thistle is good baby, Blink and you miss it Thistle/Christina, mentioned: Luvia Ray, Serpent, Eleven, Shrooma, Cabernet, Chief (gender up to reader)

Word count: 3,804

You can click on this link to read on AO3.

Or continue reading it here.

Baby Steps

Notes: Spoiler to LL’s interrogation. Recommend to read LL’s interrogation/backstory before reading this. Minor spoiler to Flora Unfurl. This is my first fic for Path to Nowhere. The game ticks so many boxes for me that it’s now my favorite gacha.

With careful measured steps, the young woman treaded the hallway. Water dripped from the tips of her long blue hair and the edges of her white dress. Droplets forming onto the floor. Body brought low, head forward, and eyes focused. People would think she was a rookie agent from the 9th Agency.

Cabbage slipped away moments ago. After an instance of panic, LL made a decision. Splashing herself with hopefully enough water, she embarked on a mission to find the dog.

Luckily, the puppy left behind a trail of little paw prints for her to follow. All thanks to her bathroom, which was constantly wet. She prayed he didn't disturb anybody this late at night. Receiving complaints would be dreadful after she promised to take care of him.

She could now hear his steps. Those signature tiny patters and the little clang from the experimental prosthetic. Cabbage was near. She continued her pace in the direction until she saw the little creature with someone.

Anxiety kicked. LL immediately hid behind one of the large pots of red flowers lining the hallway. She peeked, trying to discern the scene. The person was crouching. Cabbage seemed to be reaching for something behind them.

"No, this is not for you. It's for Mentor," a young woman's voice. Cabbage whined.

"Sorry, I can't give this to you. But maybe, this will do?" She took something out from her pocket. Then, with her teeth, rip the wrapper apart.

Recognizing a treat, Cabbage jumped, tongue lolling out. He stopped a moment later and sat, his tail wagging. The change went unnoticed. "You can eat now, little guy," said the young woman, her hand offering him the food. Cabbage let a small yip and ate. His tiny tail continued swishing. "Good boy, someone trained you well huh?" she petted his head.

LL didn't recognize the person.  She’s 3 months in and her social circle didn't expand much. Chief was one of them, but busy schedule and constant kidnapping meant they didn’t hang out as much as she wanted to. Luvia Ray and Serpent made light hearted small talk to her on the few occasions she managed to venture outside. As much as she wanted to talk more, her condition didn’t allow her to be out of the tub for long. So, she had to excuse herself every time. Eleven helped during her offline transition but they didn't continue talking after the social obligation was done. Or it was more that LL didn’t know what to say to the radio personality beyond that.  It was nice of her to lend the device though and LL loves her show, the soothing voice never failed in helping her sleep. There’s Shrooma too. She was most comfortable talking with the little girl as they always met virtually. However, her curfew and school meant limited hours. From their conversations (or Shrooma’s rant), being a kid sounded tough. LL enjoyed listening to her regardless, imagining herself in situations she never got.

Getting to know other Sinners had been a challenge. Her social anxiety and disability were a sure recipe for loneliness. Five in 3 months out of 100+ Sinners currently contained within MBCC was an abysmal achievement. From the five, there’s two she could confidently call her friends. Wait. Scratch that. Maybe just one. With most of her time trapped in a tub, her version of getting to know, was reading Sinners' files from the Bureau's database.

Mentor. Mentor. Which file was-

"How long are you gonna hide there?"

LL jolted. Her head peeked out before diving back behind the flower pot.

"Hey, I know you're there," the voice got closer until it's beside her. "Is this dog yours?" The little dog trailed behind the person's feet.

"Cabbage!" At this, the dog ran towards LL. Picking him up eye level, LL's face fell victim to his licks. She pulled away, staring at him sternly, "Don't run off like that again, Cabbage. It's late and we don't want to disturb our neighbours. Now, say sorry to the nice lady," she placed Cabbage back to the floor then looked up at the young woman.

She wore multiple braids; bangs covering her left eye. The lower half of the hair is pinkish red while the upper stays natural black. Earrings decorated both ears. Her sleeveless crop top was adorned with a red bra. Flower tattoo visible on her hip. The slitted uneven skirt laid bare to the expanse of her right leg, if not for the fishnet stockings providing some kind of cover. The feet protected by a comfortable studded dress shoe. Tough yet elegant were the impression LL thought of.

Cabbage walked towards the black cladded woman. He stopped by her foot, his tiny face pressed against her leg. Then, with all the cuteness he could muster, he looked up with his sad puppy eyes. Her lips curled into a smile.

"No worries. He was very nice and friendly. I wouldn't mind playing with him again!" She glanced at the puppy before shifting her attention towards LL, "Don't think I've seen you before."

"Oh sorry! I'm LL," she offered her hand.

"Thistle," she replied, shaking it.

"Like the flower?" LL asked aloud.

"Yes, like the flower."

LL cringed at herself. Whatever was that?? Why didn't she thank her for Cabbage? Right, thank her. She should thank-

"I should go, Mentor's waiting for me,” their hands separated. “Nice meeting you, LL. Maybe next time, I can bring my dog too! Night!" Waving goodbye, Thistle walked away.

LL saw her leave. Not wanting to miss her chance, she rose and shouted, "Wait!"

But what came was a cry. She felt pain, like someone struck her legs with hot iron. Her muscles seized. She fell to the ground like a stranded fish. No no no no! She screamed in her mind.

Jaw clenched. Eyes hazy with tears. The fire spread through the rest of her body. She couldn't move her limbs. Defenseless and alone, her mind raced to one thing. She was going to die. She was going to die. She was going to-

"Hey hey hey. Stay with me," the friendly voice came back but now laced with worry. "What do you need? Tell me."

LL gathered her strength to open her mouth. "Ba...a...th"

Thistle nodded. LL felt her body being lifted up then moved at a fast speed. They entered a fancily decorated room filled with plants. Passing a large canopy bed covered with flower petals, Thistle beelined to a door.

“Mentor, it's an emergency. A Sinner is in need of the bath, please can you let us in?"

The door opened, a woman with long black hair stood behind it. LL felt heat permeating from within. Thistle wasted no time. She entered and LL felt her body being lowered.

Warm water touched her skin. Slowly, the fire was extinguished. She found her limbs working again, the muscles relaxing. Pain ebbed away, replaced with exhaustion and relief. In between breaths, she croaked a thank you.

Thistle exhaled, "Thank goodness."

"Sorry," LL said weakly.

"Don't be. I'm glad you are alright."

"Yes yes. Crisis averted." A voice interrupted them. 

Thistle froze. She turned her head. LL followed suit.

Two other women were in the room. One sitting on the edge of the pool. She wore a simple white shirt paired with a wine colored long skirt. Her wavy purple hair loosely tied low, cascading down her shoulder. Legs tucked underneath, comb in her hand, she was brushing the silver hair of the woman soaked in the water. Compared to her attendant, the other woman's skin was sickly pale, the veins visible under the light. Like beads of blood on top of snow, her piercing eyes were unnerving. And they were directed at Thistle. LL found herself becoming alert.

"Thistle, where is my present?" The pale woman asked sweetly.

"A-about that Mentor..."

"Yes?"

"itfell..."

"Can you repeat that?"

"It fell."

"So, go and pick it up."

"It’s... in the water."

A beat. They stared at each other.

"Then pick it up still! I don't want it to seep into the bath!" The Mentor shouted in disbelief.

Thistle dived immediately. Not long after, she climbed out of the water with a box in her hand. Her head bowed deep, pressed to the floor. "I'm so sorry, Mentor! I accept any punishment you deemed fit."

The woman sighed. She lifted her head, "Garofano, see if it needs salvaging." The woman behind her stood up, picked up the crumpled box, then left the room.

LL felt herself shrinking. She rarely received help after her parents left. But every time someone did, it just further reinforce how much of a burden she is. And now, the person that saved her was going to be punished. Why is she always so weak?

"It's my fault," she spoke up. Those reds drifted to her. "Please don't punish her. I... I can buy you a new one. Or I'll leave. Right now. If that's what you want. I'm really sorry."

The woman thought for a moment. "Will you accept the punishment in her stead?"

"I... Yes..." LL felt uneasy. What if she asked Chief to cut her internet time? She would miss that online auction event happening tomorrow! She needed that personal cutlery set belonging to Ms Cabernet. Calm down LL. Deep breath. It was an accident. Maybe she just wanted money.

"Take off your clothes and stay."

LL's mind grinded to a halt, "Sorry?"

"You heard me. It's bad manners to take a bath while dressed," she replied matter of factly.

LL blinked. Okay, this is... unexpected. Embarrassed but wishing to save Thistle from this predicament, she did what was told. The soaked dress now placed behind her.

Satisfied, the Mentor turned to Thistle who was still bowed, "Thistle, take that to dry. Then, go change."

"Yes, Mentor." Thistle stood and followed the set of orders. After that, she sat where Garofano was, continuing the task she left behind.

A knock. "Mentor, it's me."

"What's the matter?"

"A puppy is currently waiting in front of the bathroom door."

"Cabbage!" LL recalled the momentarily forgotten puppy. The Mentor looked at LL. Her eyes squinted just a little before she answered, "Come in, but don't let the dog in my water."

The black-haired woman entered, Cabbage in her arm. After closing the door, she walked towards LL. The long wide sleeves of her lilac sabrina dress cascade on each of her sides, flowing gracefully as she moved. The wide black belt around her waist accentuated her already long legs. Sophisticated and refined, her steps were slow with purpose. She knelt beside LL, head bowed slightly in greeting. Her silky hair curtaining her face, past her ribbon collared neck; its length reaching onto the ground. Then, she placed the puppy by the edge of the pool, near his caretaker.

Cabbage licked LL on her cheek. "Don't worry, lil’ buddy. I'm fine, see? Now keep away from the water, alright?" LL assured him. Cabbage let a small bark.. He turned around, jumped to the other woman's thigh, and laid on top.

"Sumire will take good care of it," the Mentor spoke.

"Oh that’s..." LL looked back. She immediately shifted her gaze, face heating up. Realization struck. The woman was also in a state of undress.

She had seen nudity. The internet was full of that. However, a moving image or virtual reality had a sense of distance. And that’s the scope LL was familiar with. Experiencing it with someone else offline was a different matter entirely. The situation just made her more self-aware where to place her sight. "I... uh... um... thank you," she finished abruptly.

LL kept her head away from the Mentor. From her peripheral vision, she saw those scarlet eyes burning her side. She shifted her arms around, trying to shield herself. Her body submerging bit by bit.

"Relax," a whisper. Sumire was looking at her softly, Cabbage already asleep on her lap. "We have no intention in killing you."

Kill? Where did that come from?

"That's...not what I’m worried about."

"Then why so skittish girl?" The Mentor chimed.

"I...um.... " She stole some glances towards the woman, blushing. ".... inexperienced?"

Laughter burst free from the Mentor. Chest heaving, mouth opened wide. The sound reverberated in the chamber, echoing throughout. It lasted for a minute until it gradually came to a stop. She wiped the corner of her eye with a finger. Her eyelids opened delicately. She looked at LL for a moment, grinning. Then, she stood up.

LL eyes widened. She twisted her head away so fast she heard a crack. Her pulse beat rapidly from the sudden exposure. Things just happened one after another so quickly that her heart felt like it's going to pop.

Suddenly, she felt a caress on the side of her jaw, applying enough force urging her to turn. Her sight immediately landed on the plains of toned stomach, a small scar crowning the navel. The Mentor’s petite body towered over her, arms pillared on each side confining her in. Realizing what had happened, LL gathered all her willpower to instantly shift her focus to the woman’s face.

The silver haired woman smiled knowingly.

"You can look. I know I am irresistible," her red eyes gleamed.

"Who knows, maybe next time…" she licked her upper lip, showing sharp canines.

"I’ll let you touch them," she purred to her prey’s ear.

LL felt her body temperature rose exponentially. She blue screened, her brain overheating by the seductive force inflicted on her by this unearthly beautiful woman. Face flushed to ear tips, mouth agape, she was unresponsive.

"Mentor, please don't tease her," Thistle's voice came from behind.

The Mentor backed away, cackling, "I can't help it, she's so adorable! Reminded me of my little Thistle back then."

"No, I wasn't!" Thistle exclaimed.

The Mentor sank back at her spot.

"Ah yes, all the things in that bath seemed so interesting to you. Eyes darting from one decoration to the next." She put the back of her hand on her forehead, sighing   dramatically, "I felt so lonely waiting for you to start lavishing my skin! If not for Sumire, I would’ve wilted from the lack of attention."

"Meentooor!" Thistle's face went red.

A giggle. LL tried to stop herself but was too late. The sound had slipped after she witnessed the exchange. She shut her mouth immediately, afraid of offending anyone.

"Now, now, don't hold back. Laugh your heart away,” The Mentor gestured towards the room. “After all, flowers grow best around them."

LL studied her surroundings. Flowers of different colors have bloomed beautifully. Red, white, yellow, purple. The walls were covered in them. The petals decorated the surface of the pool when they fell. Ripples expanding from the touch. Combined with the wood panelling surrounding the edges, it’s reminiscent of a framed painting exhibited in an art gallery. 

The warmth of the water. The tranquil undulation of its surface. The breathing of others. They felt alien.

To her, a bath is a necessity. It's a constant reminder of her disability. Her relief and pain. Her cage. Connections rust and break in it.

But here, she uncovered something. Sumire was gently petting the sleeping Cabbage. Her face, serene and calm. Thistle focused at work. Hands deftly handling the silver hair laid out in front of her. The Mentor's eyes closed, enjoying the sensation. The space fell into a comfortable silence. She felt peaceful. Like waves caressing the sand, it alleviates the ache within her heart.

"This is.... nice," LL broke the silence, surprising herself.

"Isn't it?" The Mentor replied. "It's nothing compared to what we had but, it's adequate."

"I just never..." LL’s mind wandered to her apartment. Her parents. The letter. "It’s... been a while since I had company."

The Mentor tilted her head, eyes opening slightly.

"I mean..." she let out a weak laugh. "Who would want to be stuck with me?"

LL's doubt and fear were out. A question compounded by years of trauma and oozing with self-hatred had cracked the atmosphere in the room. She silently cursed herself for ruining it.

"Flowers are beautiful. Many things in nature gathered around them," LL recognized the owner of the voice, she looked across. "Among them, those that seek harm. Parasites, for one," the Mentor glanced sideways, as if recalling something.

"They are dangerous when left be. Consuming life, little by little by little. Until there is nothing left. Then, they move to another. That is why it's important to deal with them quick." Her voice, light and decisive.

"However, there are those that help.” her expression softened. “Who diligently and attentively nurtured the flowers with patience. Rain or shine." She lifted her hand, a red flower, similar to the ones planted along the hallway, sprouted out of the open palm.

She set the blossom on the water. It floated and drifted away, charting the water’s surface, bumping to other petals along the way. She then looked at LL in the eyes, giving full attention, "You are in a richer soil now so choose well. When you see what you want, remember to grab it with your own two hands."

LL took a moment to absorb the words. The Mentor smiled. She stood up again which prompted LL to turn her head away in reflex. She heard a small laugh before the Mentor spoke, "Thistle, Sumire, escort our guest and her pet back." Footsteps, then the sound of an open door, "Pleasure to meet you, little fish."

-

LL leaned inside her bathtub. Her eyes reading the message she had typed on the terminal. It was only one sentence. A question. Yet, it took her the better part of the day arguing with herself whether the content was good enough or not.

It had been a week since then. Within that week, LL participated in the online auction, wondered if what happened was a fever dream, and then did her research. Finding all the info she needed wasn’t hard. The hard part was reading, compiling, and verifying them. Those were, unfortunately, not covered by her power.

The Garden, an all-women assassination group. Their involvement was extensive. The most notorious happened almost a year ago, that being The FAC serial killings and kidnapping of their director. All the handiwork of one individual. The Garden's current leader: the Mentor, Coquelic.

Fearsome, powerful, intimidating, selfish, hedonistic. These descriptions seemed fitting for the alluring woman. Yet in that bath, she witnessed a contradiction.

Is that why the Garden members followed her still? Why they were willing to feed into her selfishness? A yip snapped LL’s thought. She chuckled, “Okay, Cabbage, I’m doing it.” She needed to finish this task, lest she fell to the reprimand of the little puppy for the second time. It should have been done days ago but she set an important treatment for herself after she was outbid, it's called shopping.

A ritual of self-encouragement later, she checked her terminal for the fifth time. Still the same message. Searching through her contact, she inserted several names intended to be the recipients. Then, she reread the message for the sixth time. All good. LL took a deep breath. And press send.

-

"That was surprising. What you did the other day, Mentor," Garofano expressed.

"Our Thistle was the one who asked. I couldn't say no, could I?" she replied.

"But you let a stranger stay in the bath."

"I did let strangers stay before."

"Those were marks."

"Yes, seeing their face twisted into horror was so delectable."

"The scrubbing wasn't."

"I did reward all of you for a job well done, didn't I?" Coquelic retort with a faux surprise. Her fingers curled around her cup, eyes narrowed in distaste, "My tea is cold."

"Of course, Mentor." Garofano took the cup, emptying its content to the teapot. She then placed the pot on a mini stove. Coquelic watched, one arm supporting her head.

“Where’s Thistle?” asked Coquelic.

"She mentioned a gathering," Garofano answered, her focus on the thermometer she just inserted.

They were in Coquelic’s room. There was a setup with a round table and 5 chairs surrounding it. Cafeteria exists in the Bureau, but it was a public space and the style was uninspired. Here, Coquelic and her flowers made it to resemble a small replica of the Garden. A perfect place for a gathering of ex-assassins. At the moment, only two chairs were filled.

"Mentor,” the purple haired woman broke the silence. “If you miss her, you should let her know."

"I don't know what you are talking about," came a nonchalant reply.

The thermometer beeped. Garofano watched the numbers increase on the display. When it reached a certain point, she turned the fire off. After preparing the cup to be sufficiently warm, she poured the tea and served it to Coquelic.

Coquelic lifted the cup. The temperature was exactly how she preferred. Garofano did a wonderful job preparing the present Thistle bought for her. The salvaging was surprisingly minimal too. Thistle must’ve requested additional layering inside. 

Fragrant aroma wafted to her nose. She sighed in satisfaction and sipped. The liquid warming her body.

"Garofano."

"Yes, Mentor?"

Coquelic set the cup down to its saucer. Face reflected on the surface; she stilled for a moment. "Tell Thistle to come by tomorrow. Her tea brewing still needs work." She paused, "She could even bring that axe wielding barbarian if she wanted."

Garofano smiled, "Of course, Mentor. I'll let her know." 

-

The bar reached 100%. Photos appeared on the display. LL looked at each of them before stopping on one. She was in a portable pool along with five others.

Thistle was hugging a dog. It’s fur wet, tongue hanging out. Months ago, she found it in the Bureau injured. She was currently taking care of it until the wound fully healed. Serpent had a brown snake around her shoulder. She wanted a brightly colored one but was rejected by administration because their venoms were a danger to others. She relented after some persuasion from the Chief. Shrooma held a terrarium of mushrooms. Her lecture of why they’re considered pets still made LL laugh even now. Luvia Ray and Eleven didn’t own any pets. That is why, Manty was positioned between them so they wouldn’t feel left out when the picture was taken. Then there was her, right in the centre. In her arms, was Cabbage, the little pup that started everything. All of their expressions gave evidence to all the fun they had that day.

Ping! The notification stole LL’s attention. A message appeared in the group chat, a cute sticker accompanying it. Replies bubbled one by one, coalescing into a conversation. LL hovered her fingers over the keys. She smiled. The tub doesn’t feel as small anymore.

-

End notes:

Thank you so much for reading this fic! The idea of having these two interacting won’t leave my head so I got to do my due diligence. More content of Coquelic is never wrong.

I love Coquelic. She lives rent free in my head. I was analyzing her character like an unpaid researcher until an idea popped up. Coco loves taking a bath and you know who is always in the bath? LL.

LL has an interesting backstory that got revealed in the last chapter of Into the Blue. And, it also got locked away behind interrogation. Which honestly, I think was quite a shame. But it's gacha. I get it.

So, I'm putting the two of them in the same bath. As Coco is THE Mother of all time (or grandma), I thought LL could hear her wisdom so she can experience being guided and/or teased by a maternal figure in a way. The wisdom being related to LL’s situation.

I headcanon LL’s social training arc took longer. Because even though the interrogation did give a line about LL being more outgoing like her online persona, the duration it took wasn’t exactly mentioned. Let’s just say this moment happened after her offline transition was complete. So, talking directly is alright but she still has problems with making friends. Hopefully Coco’s interaction with LL feels believable as it's set up to be a push for LL.

Fun fact! My first impression of Coquelic was: I don't like her, such a fan service character. I read Flora Unfurl fully expecting to like Shalom cos lots of people sang praises for her. But Coquelic stole the show instead. This caused me to roll for her. Then, I read her interrogations. I cried and now, she is my favorite character. So, big round of applause to the writer (Dumpling Duck/Guo Tie Lao Shi). You changed me as a person.