#nessa rose is like.

[secretmellowblog]

Me watching a Wicked bootleg and remembering the bit where they use Nessa's character to speedrun through every offensive trope and stereotype about disabled people:

[souenkun]

Been thinking for sometime after spending my days mostly resting in bed and reading fics, but... the swsh fandom really does have one of the best ao3 writers for me :o

[artaelyn]

SPIDEYS!!! I’m still designing mine but SHES COMING ALONG NICELY. (The trench coat guy is @fizzle-y's spidersona)

[wolfkitty42]

watched wicked. the best part was the turning bookshelves.

[slut-and-falcon]

Wicked Fiyeraba Headcannons:

-Fiyero def sits on Elphaba’s lap

- they call each other Yero and Fae; after the Wicked Witch persona dies, they only go by Yero and Fae so less people will be able to tie them to the dead witch and the missing prince.

- one of Fiyero’s favorite activities is to have Elphaba read to him. He finds it very relaxing, and informative. (Fiyero has dyslexia and that why he doesn’t like reading himself- but dyslexia isn’t a diagnosis in Oz, it hasn’t been recogized)

- they take care of young orphaned Animals, and Fiyero got Elphaba an egg apron so she could put all the kittens/small Animals in the pockets while she was caretaking

- Fiyero likes to draw…he draws a lot of Elphaba (and the Animals, but mostly Elphaba)

- Fiyero likes to purchase Vinkun silk scarves for Elphaba. She uses some for practical embellments in her clothing- like as a belt, shawl or hair covering. Others she keeps as house clothes- like as a night shawl. There’s one though- black with red roses- that is only used during intimacy with Fiyero.

- Elphaba and Fiyero have really complex feelings about Glinda…she was Elphaba’s close and only friend for a while, but Fiyero helped Elphaba realize that Glinda treated her like crap (this is apart from not making the sacrifices to leave with Elphaba). Elphaba also had some romantic feelings towards Glinda, and does not know what to do with those feelings. Fiyero loved Glinda, but wasn’t in love with her. He is highly aware of her faults, but still misses her and feels bad for what happened. Both realize that Glinda was manipulated by the Wizard and Madam Morrible, but both also realize that only Glinda is responsible for Glinda’s actions. And can they forgive her for being an anti-Animal/Anti-Witch propaganda machine? For helping in orchestrating Nessa’s death, and creating a trap for Elphaba? They don’t know. Together, Elphaba and Fiyero write letters to Glinda that are then burned before being sent, allowing them to work through all of these feelings and trauma they have in relation to Glinda.

- Fiyero’s favorite thing todo to annoy Elphaba is to use her butt as a pillow. Elphaba hates it (but will tolerate it) and Fiyero loves it.

-Elphaba is very passionate about a lot of stuff, and has a habit of information dumping, even when it’s considered rude. Fiyero likes it, but has felt the need to coach Elphaba for when the time is appropriate to do so, after she accidentally offended Fiyero’s mother.

- Fiyero and Elphaba do the whole “3 taps means I Love You” thing

-Fiyero likes to comb/take care of Elphaba’s hair

- Fiyero is an addict, he got addicted to a ❄️-like ozian drug while in his rebellion/coping-with-being-royalty phase. He hasn’t always been completely honest with Elphaba about it, but he got clean when he joined the Gale Force. He still had carvings, especially with his chronic pain and stress, and he tries to be as honest as possible with Elphaba about his cravings. They both use 🍃 to deal with chronic pain and stress though, but in moderate amounts.

- After being tortured by the Gale Force- Fiyero develops Narceolpsey. It’s a learning curve for both him and Elphaba.

-Elphaba offered Fiyero an open relationship (not because she wanted one but because she thought he would be unhappy with just her, and the novelty would wear off). Fiyero refused (while he had been poly in the past, he refused because he knew Elphaba’s reasonings were based in her feeling inadequate and self conscious).

Hmm I’ll think of more

[jadeazora]

Which Pokemon Villains are homophobic:

Giovanni: Would founding 🌈Rainbow Rocket🌈 count as rainbow capitalism? (It sounds like the name of a company that manufactures dildos, tbh.) I don't think he's supportive, but it doesn't bother him either. All he cares about is if you do your job well. He has men and women in his organization both thirsting for him. Have you met Archer? (His only true loves are money and power; Silver feels more like a precautionary heir.)

Archie/Maxie: are divorced. Also this was an image the official Japanese Pokemon Twitter fucking dropped with the caption "they're getting along well!" Definitely not homophobic:

Cyrus: dgaf. His whole thing is purging the world of emotion, so love's got to go too. (Pretty much everybody is under fire here.) He probably doesn't give a shit what you do in the meantime tho.

Ghetsis: 100%, no fucking doubt in my mind, regularly calls people slurs. His list of slurs is also *VERY* comprehensive.

N: Who do you think Ghetsis's favorite target is? I feel like he's completely chill with it, tho is personally entirely incapable of discerning the difference between romantic love and the love between friends.

Colress: If it isn't his "how to draw out a Pokémon's true strength" research, he doesn't care. You do you. 👍

Lysandre: His whole thing is beauty, and beauty isn't limited to gender or sexuality, and love is a beautiful thing, so why limit himself? Bro's pan.

Guzma: He takes outcast kids off the streets and gives them a home. No way he's homophobic! You got disowned? You're a fellow outcast in his eyes, and your home is with Skull now! (He's dating Plumeria, but is bi to me.)

Lusamine: initially, probably not since she's super controlling and not really a supportive mother to begin with, but since she does end her story wanting to do better for her kids, I feel like she would come around eventually and try to be better.

Piers: Nah, he's with Raihan and his little sis "fancies" Gloria. Next.

Rose: I feel like he would probably engage in some rainbow capitalism here and there, but he's generally friendlier than the other CEO-type villains personality-wise and there's several members of the Galar League who feel bi/gay (Nessa, Piers, Raihan), he wouldn't really be homophobic.

Volo: I don't think he cares that much, but if he can use homophobia to manipulate somebody, he totally would call them a slur. It really just depends what tool he has in his arsenal he feels would be the most effective way of manipulating you.

Penny: she literally calls your mom so pretty her brain glitched. I feel like she could get mad enough to doxx you if you tried to bully gay/trans kids in her presence.

Sada/Turo + the AI: As scientists, they're too wrapped up in their work to care (hell, they barely paid their own son any mind) and the AI knows being gay is something found naturally across species, so homophobia doesn't make much sense to them. Sada also strikes me as bi, and Turo strikes me as ace (with him, I think it's the outfit).

[yeetfanficccc]

No-one mourns the Wicked Boq x Reader

Summery- (Y/N), Boq, Glinda, Fiyero, Elphaba, and Nessa Rose were all one big friend group at Shiz. After the events of act 1, Elphaba is gone, Glinda/Fiyero heartbroken, and Nessa is reeling with the death of her father. Boq and (Y/N) are all who remain at the solum Shiz. 

Nessa doesn’t like Boq and Boq doesn’t like Glinda because plot connivence. Also, Fiyero is just friends with Glinda because I want LESBIANS

Reader is gender neutral, Elphie X Glinda referenced in passing as canon

NOT PROOFREAD (PREPARE FOR TYPOS)

TW-characters going through feelings of abandonment, a bit of a sad tone compared to my other stuff, characters believe Wizard’s propaganda about Elphie 

Elphaba was gone.  She was really gone. 

The news reached Shiz like a firework, within moments the whole campus turned against the so-called Wicked Witch of the West. 

“I knew she was evil the whole time!”

“To think, Glinda trusted her….”

“Looks like we were right before the Oz dust! She’s a monster”

The words circled my brain plucking at what was left of my sanity. I was her friend. We were all her friend.  How could I have not known the truth? She was evil- wicked. The word rang in my head. Wicked. Wicked. Wicked. That was the truth. Madame Morrible and the Wizard himself said so. I traced my hand against the grass I sat in. Elphaba had first shown me this spot. A rare calm in the chaos of Shiz. Wicked, to be born vile and without remorse. 

I covered my face, the memories haunting me. 

We would sneak around Shiz and laugh in the library. Dr Dillamond would always tell us to be quiet, well Fiyero mostly, and we would apologize on his behalf. He would say how rare it is to have such good friends; how grateful we should be. Oz, I didn’t listen. Then, he was gone. That was the first warning. Still, we all celebrated when Elphie got the note from the wizard telling her to go to the famous Emerald City. We hugged and cheered until our throats burned. It had taken a while, but I felt like I belonged, like we all belonged. I was happy- was it really all a lie?

“(Y/N)”

I turned around. Boq stood with an awkward tilt and sheepish grin.  I tried to match it the best I could. 

“I don’t see you out here much Boq.”

“I was looking for you,” he admitted, “you’ve made yourself very hard to find lately.”

“Have I?” I chuckled dryly,” It looks like we’re the only ones left.” 

“You don’t think they’re coming back?” his eyes grew. 

“Well, Elphie isn’t that’s for sure…” I laughed, “I can’t see Fiyero coming back here after running off. Nessa has the stuff with her father and Glinda- “

It had been mere weeks before Glinda nervously confessed to me at a sleepover of her feelings for the green girl. She was jumping up and down, kicking her feet, singing the praises of her newfound muse. Life was so much lighter, free. Oz, what I would give to go back. “-Glinda won’t return without Elphie.”

“You haven’t been sleeping well, have you?” he reached for my cheek before blushing and forcing his hand away. 

He sat next to me. Around us the tall, yellow grasses swaying in the wind. It was peaceful, nearly lovely. 

“I’m fine.” It was a lie; we both knew it. 

“And you’ve been avoiding me,” he sighed, “though I can’t blame you.”

“I’m sorry. It’s not you, really, it’s everyone except you. I just don’t have any social battery right now, so I’ve been avoiding everyone. I’ve missed you, a lot.”

That was true. Even before this all, Boq was the one person, even out of all our friends, I felt safest around. He was awkward and charming, with an adorable smile. I had a crush on him for a while that I was way too nervous to address so I did nothing. Except now we were both stuck together in this mess.

“I understand.”

Of course he understands, he is the only other person who was left behind. And by avoiding everyone I basically abandoned him too. My mouth filled with bitter acid. I snapped, 

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I just miss everyone and you’re here still and I’ve been a terrible friend.”

“No, no no…” he panicked, “I don’t think that at all.”

“You’ve heard what they’re saying about her. I can’t listen. It makes me sick. But they’re right… it’s just I don’t- “I leaned into his chest, he tensed turning a bit red, “I don’t know what to think”

I was sobbing and didn’t know how I was going to stop the tears from coming.

“Cry all you want. I’m here. I’m always here for you.”

“Thank you…”

“When I walk around,” he spoke, with me still sobbing into his sweater, “people look at me strange because they know I was friends with her. Have you experienced that too?”

“Sort of, but I made you bear the brunt of this because I’ve been hiding so much.”

“I just- Elphie was so kind. I don’t understand how we could have never noticed.”

“She must have been a great liar,” I guessed.

“(Y/N). This is going to be hard. If they really aren’t coming back. But- “

I looked up, Boq very red and sweating? 

“Are you ok? Do you feel sick?”

“WE MAKE A GREAT TEAM!” he yelped, “And- and we can do this together!”

“Yeah!” I cheered.

“(Y/N) this is terrible timing but- I like you like in a romantic way, and I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to make things awkward in the friend group. But now apparently one of my closet friendships was a lie and my other friends are gone and you’re here and you’re incredible, but I can’t go on without telling you! And I’m so sorry for ruining things more than they already are!��

“You- like me?” I stammered.

“A lot.” He nodded fervently. 

“I like you too. A lot.” 

“OZ, WHY COULDN’T WE DO THIS WHEN EVERYTHING WAS CHILL!”

“I DON’T KNOW!” I matched his chaos laughing until I was laying down, “WE JUST HATE HAVING STABLE RELATIONSHIPS!”

“I GUESS SO!” he cackled laying with me, “if we do this, be together, it isn’t going to be easy.”

“I know. I don’t think anything is easy now.”

“Are you ok with that? If you just need a stable friendship right now, I understand.”

“No. Our whole lives have been turned on their heads. We deserve to find a little happiness Boq.”

“You do make me so happy…” 

[evermoresversion]

HIIIII!!!

Could you do promise rings with Jeremiah Fisher x reader where he goes all out, like walk onto the beach and rose petals and everyones there and all that fluffiness, and like promising to marry her after collage.<3

Have a good day/afternoon/night

-Nessa<3

🌺

CRAZIER, JEREMIAH FISHER.

A/N Thank you so much for your request, sweetheart. <3

I really got butterflies writing this, I can't believe it.

The name of the fic is because I was listening to that song while writing this.

PAIRING Jeremiah Fisher x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS Pure fluff, established relationship.

SUMMARY You and Jeremiah have been in a relationship for a year now, both going more stable than ever, he decides it's time to take the next step.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | JEREMIAH'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

There was this day where Jeremiah woke up more affectionate than usual. And he was always affectionate with you.

The two of you have known each other your whole life, since your mother, Christine, Laurel and Susannah had always been best friends.

You grew up with the Fishers and Conklins. And while Susannah entrusted Conrad to Belly, she entrusted Jeremiah to you.

She said you were the one for her sunshine boy.

And that's what you did, you took care of Jeremiah's heart and soul as if they were your own, which led him to fall in love with you and you started dating.

That was at least a year ago, if not longer. Returning to the present it was summer, everyone was at the summer house, the day was starting and Jeremiah was already all over you.

His head on your chest so you could caress his hair while he hugged you around the waist. His eyes were closed and her legs were tangled between yours. All on top of you, pinning you to the mattress so you couldn't leave his side.

And you really didn't plan on doing it.

Until Conrad went to get you out of your love nest.

"Hey lovebirds, breakfast is ready." he announced and then left the room. Jeremiah groaned with his face now hidden in the crook of your neck.

"Let's stay here," he murmured tightening his grip on your waist. "forever."

"That's what I want the most, but I'm afraid that if we don't go down now my mother will come for us to get us off our ears."

He complained again getting up from the bed and stretching out his hand for you to take it.

When you got up, he hugged you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder, letting you lead him into the kitchen.

"Good morning." Susannah greeted with a wide smile looking at the two of you. He was really glad that the two of you were together.

In addition to the fact that the reason for her smile was one that you didn't know.

You sat next to Jeremiah at the kitchen breakfast nook and both ate in peace.

That same afternoon you had returned from shopping with Belly and Taylor since both had insisted that they wanted to buy some dresses and they convinced you to buy one yourself.

"Where is Jeremiah?" you asked your mother who was with Laurel in the living room, she having a coffee while the other was typing something on her computer.

"He said he was coming in a while, don't worry." She nodded and you sighed going up to your room.

When you left, Laurel and your mother looked at each other knowingly, also knowing what was going to happen that night.

Later that day, once again the girls convinced you to get ready, put on makeup and do your hair because they 'felt like it' even though they hid the real reason from you by disguising it so you wouldn't find out anything.

"You look beautiful." Belly flattered smiling when she finished doing your hair.

"Never mind that she looks beautiful, she looks super hot." Taylor said, making you both laugh.

"How about we go for a walk on the beach?" the brunette offered as Taylor nodded her head.

"Dressed like that? I don't think so, I'm going to change and let's go." before you could move they both exclaimed a 'no' confusing you even more. "Okay girls, you always act weird but this time it's too much."

"It's just that I saw that there's a party on the beach and we're going to it, besides we're not so formal, they're casual dresses." the blonde shrugged and Belly nodded. When they convinced you, you agreed sighing.

You saw Taylor wrote something on her phone but you brushed it off.

"Good!" Each of them linked their arm with one of yours, each one being at your sides.

"Tonight will be unforgettable, I promise."

How correct was Taylor.

When you entered the beach you frowned not seeing any party on the beach.

"Where's the party, Tay?"

"We're almost there, wait." She tapped your arm twice and you kept walking.

Just when you were about to complain again, you saw something in the distance. You narrowed your eyes to get a better look and you could see... Jeremiah? What was he doing there?

And then you looked at the whole scenario.

The warm lights that shone where he stood. Along with Laurel, Susannah, Steven, Conrad and your mother. Jeremiah was standing in the middle of all of them.

And then you started connecting all the dots, but there was still something that didn't add up.

"Come on." Belly added smiling, leading you to where your whole family was.

When you got to where the others were, they left you in front of Jeremiah.

"You are welcome." Taylor commented making Jeremiah smirk.

Your face was totally a puzzle. And then Jeremiah took a deep breath, looking directly into your eyes and took your hands in his.

"I had a whole speech prepared but you look so stunning that you have left me speechless." he started by making you laugh softly and you heard some light giggles from the others. He took another breath of air, compose himself to be able to order a little everything he wanted to tell you.

"You've always been my favorite person, always, the only one I wanted to share my toys with when we were kids," you grinned at the memory, it was true. "The only one with whom I wanted to share my most deepest secrets and dreams." Your heart began to beat at an accelerated rate, and you waited for him to continue talking.

"And now I know that you're the only one I want to share the rest of my life with." when he said that suddenly everything stopped, even your heart. "I know that we are young, that we have a lot to live for, a lot to go through, but I know that I want all this together with you. With you I can be myself, with you I have everything. Everything I was looking for in a person I found it in you without even trying. You are the kindest, prettiest, funniest person I know. I want this to be eternal, for us to be eternal."

"So," he took a small box from the inside pocket of his jacket and bit your lower lip to keep from crying. Seeing him kneel in front of you. He opened the box letting you see a ring in it. "Will you marry me when we finish college?"

"Yes, Yes, Yes!" You exclaimed, nodding, and he rose to gently take your hand and put the ring on you.

He took your cheeks while you cradled his face in your hands to kiss him slowly, enjoying the moment.

When both parted, the mothers congratulated both of you, but especially Susannah and your mom.

"I know you will both be very happy." Susannah said caressing your face and once again you felt like crying, you hugged her tightly and she hugged you.

"Thank you so much."

When everyone congratulated both you, y'all returned to the house and when you and Jeremiah were in his room he kissed you again.

"You don't know how long I wanted to do this." he murmured joining his forehead with yours.

"I'm glad you already did."

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

[neverwalka1one]

I got to see Wicked last night, and whoo boy I have thoughts. Cut for spoilers, you've been warned.

I'm looking forward to seeing the 'Good News' song at the end of the second movie - Glinda already looked conflicted about the Giant Elphie Effigy (good lord those munchkins work fast)

Also, I thought the movie highlighted better that those in Munchkinland knew Elphaba her whole life, and this is still how hard they bought in to the propaganda.

The little hint that Glinda's bubble is all mechanics. Chef's kiss.

Glinda's bubble has a Designated Landing Place. Just. Consider all that implies, with Glinda having been until very recently the Wizard's goodwill ambassador.

'Take it away' will never not be heartbreaking. Also, of course Elphaba is going to grow up a fierce defender of animal rights, she was raised by a talking animal, and that bear was the only one to be kind to her consistently through her childhood. Dafuq.

Baby!Nessa!Rose's little meeps. Just. I died.

'Oh, they're going to miss me.' Galinda I love you you ridiculous gal.

I like this twist on why Elphaba was at Shiz. I loved the way she so desperately wanted to go, but couldn't ask for herself. I loved her trying to defend Nessa Rose's independence... and then still being blamed for stifling her. Excellent.

Also did y'all see the picture of the animals behind the cracked and fallen fresco of the Wizard in that scene? Foreshadowing my beloved.

Galinda writing a little 'it's great' card put on top of the saddest pile of bedding you've ever seen.

'What is this Feeling?' omfg. I loved Elphaba putting her foot down about the roommate situation.

I also liked that they moved Elphaba's talk with Dr. Dillamond off-campus. It makes more sense that this status-quo challenging talk would be done away from the powers that be.

Also it sets up Fiyero running into Elphaba (literally) better, and omfg. I love that horse, he's great, more horse in the second movie please.

Omg Galinda flirting. And Fiyero flirting back, but Galinda (and Elphaba) missing that at that point Fiyero was flirting with pretty much everyone because hey, it's fun, it's easy, and it works.

On that note, Fiyero flirting successfully with the librarian. <3

The whole Ozdust scene. All of it. The outfits, the dancing, the prolonged social anxiety/social embarrassment. The way Elphaba refuses to show she's been hurt. The way Galinda finally understands that. THE DANCE APOLOGY.

I did find it a little weird that one of the only lines cut from the musical was the 'Lemons and melons and pears. Oh my' bit between Boc and Nessa Rose.

Also can we talk about how excellent Jonathan Bailey is as Fiyero?

'Popular' is, as always, fantastic. And highlights just how good Galinda is going to be at the politics of this world.

'That might be your secret, but that doesn't make it the truth' AUGH GALINDA just rip out my heart why don't you.

I liked that when Elphaba rescues the lion cub, she's more restrained/talented than in the beginning of the movie. It makes sense, she's been learning all this time.

THE BIKES. THE LION CUB IN THE BIKE BASKET. THE WIZARD OF OZ CALLBACK. LOVE.

The mushroom things during 'I'm Not That Girl', idk what those were but they were so so pretty lord I love the world-building.

That scene of Nessa Rose, Boc, Galinda, and Fiyero all together, and Elphaba on the outside in the dark. Fiyero looking out over the courtyard as he's being pulled away. Augh, all of it.

The way the students turned on a dime the second Elphaba got that invitation.

That. Train. Steampunk my beloved.

Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenoweth getting singing roles, YES, THANK YOU, that was such a great surprise, I was squeaking like bebe Nessa Rose.

On the flip side... sigh. I called it. Jeff Goldblum was... very Jeff Goldblum. That guy, while a lot of fun, is the exact same character in pretty much everything he's been in for the last few years. I still think that casting was a mistake. Hear me out: The original Wizard was Joel Grey. Joel Grey was also the Emcee in Cabaret. ... so tell me it wouldn't both be great casting and an awesome call back to have casted Alan Cumming as the Wizard. I can't have everything I guess.

Also, and it might be just me/the effects of a late night screening, but when Elphaba and Galinda are walking into the palace, with the doors slamming behind them, and there's a scene with the torchlit hall behind them? Didn't the fire look like how the flames in the original Wizard of Oz movie looked? Just sort of... fuzzier and blurred than how film tends to pick up fire these days? It might have just been me.

Also this movie does have a bit of the Les Mis problem - you've got some cast members with serious vocal chops... and theeeeeen there's the ones that... tried hard. Great actors every single one, but would it have killed the director to find people for those roles that could match vocally as well? This movie doesn't need big names. We're not going for the big names, people.

I liked how the movie explained better why the Wizard not being able to read from the Grimorie was such a big deal.

The monkeys. Oh, the flying monkeys. Also the scene of Madam Morrible framed by flying monkeys. Thanks for breaking my heart.

'Defying Gravity'. All of it. Every bit of it. Holy. Shit. Holyshit. HOLY. SHIT.

So yeah, I'm going to have to see it eleventy-billion more times before it leaves theaters.

[goosefruit]

surprise!

vanessa shelly x reader

tw: none really, slight mention of william afton killing kids

a/n: this is really random but i love the way vanessa says "frickin'" in the movie so i included it in this fic

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You scanned the room around you one last time, checking that everything was in place as planned. 

Gold and white balloons adorned every corner, streamers hung off the ceiling, and a romantic candle-lit dinner was prepared on the dining table. The only thing missing was the subject of celebration, who you suspected should be arriving any moment now. 

"Happy birthday!" You cried out as Vanessa finally stepped through the front door. She was immediately taken aback; however, her expression quickly became one of joy.

"What is all this, Y/N? You didn't have to!" 

You knew that Vanessa didn't like to make a big deal out of her birthday. Hell, you weren't even sure if she remembered that today was her special day, with the way she never mentioned it (in fact, the only reason you knew her birthday was because of that singular time it slipped into the conversation when you were just a month into dating). 

"Nessa, babe. I know you have a hard time celebrating yourself, but today is your day, so let me help you feel special, m'kay?" You helped her out of her work gear and guided her to the dining table. Arranged was a variety of all her favourite dishes, alongside a vase of roses. You gave a shy laugh; the food had taken you several attempts before it was satisfactory. "I'm not the best cook, but I tried my best."

"God, I don't even know what to say," Vanessa couldn't suppress the grin that stretched across her face. "Thank you so much, my love. You are the sweetest frickin' angel ever."

One hand cupped your cheek and the other found its home on your waist as she pulled you in for a kiss, her cherry flavoured-lips fitting perfectly against your own. She smelled amazing, like an elixir of vanilla and jasmine that you had now associated with warmth and comfort.

"How about we eat before the food gets cold, and continue this later?" You whispered when you finally pulled apart for air, your face a centimetre away from hers. 

"You're right. I gotta see if I should make you do all the cooking from now on."

Dinner was filled with laughter, flirty exchanges, and your girlfriend complimenting your culinary skills. You swore that your face was bright red by the end of it, with her praises and the way she made you giggle till you couldn't breathe. 

"Alright, alright, if you thought the steak was good, just wait till you see the cake," you got up and proudly made your way to the fridge.

"There's cake too? You're going to put me into a food coma!"

"Wouldn't be a birthday without a cake. Made it myself too," the excitement in your voice was evident as you set down a colourful cake on the table. Vanessa gasped as she took a closer look. 

On the cake was your best attempt at drawing you, Vanessa, and the four animatronics in icing. You were definitely not a professional artist, but your years of art lessons as a kid paid off, if you said so yourself. It was a depiction of your girlfriend's favourite picture: one taken at the pizzeria while the six of you danced to music, Vanessa in your arms as the animatronics looked on with joy (as best as they could, in their robotic ways).

You looked to her for approval, but were alarmed when you were met with her tear-streaked face instead.

She caught you staring in concern and buried her face in her hands, shoulders trembling as she sobbed. You had rarely seen Vanessa cry like this, not even after almost getting murdered by her own father. 

"Vanessa? What's wrong, sweetheart?" You wrapped an arm around her, thumb rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.

"I'm sorry," she lifted her head to look up at you with teary eyes. It was astounding how beautiful she looked, despite her smudged mascara and red puffy eyes. "I'm not sad, I promise. It's just, as cheesy as this sounds, no one has ever made me feel this important before. I think you're the first person in this world that has ever loved me like this."

"Baby," you kissed her forehead, on the verge of crying yourself.

"And I can see that you put in so much effort to learn all these little details about me, not to mention the time you must have spent putting this whole thing together. Y/N- fuck, I feel like I don't deserve you."

You rested your head on the nape of her neck, your hand finding hers to interlace your fingers together, 

"The last time I had a birthday party, I was eight," she continued with a sniffle. "And," 

A sigh interrupted her sentence, and you could guess that this next part was hard for her to say: 

"You know, when there’s a bunch of unsuspecting, innocent children around, my father...h-he takes advantage of that. I begged him to never have a birthday party again after that, because though I might not have been able to stop him, I couldn't bear to be an accomplice to his crimes."

Vanessa's father really messed her up----that much you knew----but it still broke your heart every time you heard her speak about it.

"What he did will never be your fault, Nessa. I love you more than you know, and I need you to know that you deserve nothing but the best." 

She cracked a weak smile. "Okay, okay, enough sob stories. I want to be in a good mood when we cut this gorgeous cake of yours."

"You know what, I have something else that may be able to cheer you up." You shook your head in amusement. "Don't you wanna see the presents I got you?"

From behind the living room couch, you grabbed a large gift bag and presented it to her. 

And oh did she love it. She couldn’t stop squealing in excitement as she opened your present: a book that was on her reading list, a candle with her favourite scent, a gold necklace that you caught her eyeing at the jewelry store, and a photo album filled with pictures of the two of you. 

The cherry on top was a heartfelt card that brought tears to her eyes, once again.

“And also,” you began to unbutton the top of your blouse, allowing her to catch a glimpse of the hot pink lingerie underneath. “A bonus gift.”

“Holy shit, I really am spoiled!”

[tiny-chrys]

The 2nd Lieutenant of the Exorcist Angel, Vaggie

[ENGLISH]

Following the idea of ​​the Princess of Heaven AU (I chose that name now), here is your future girlfriend (and future wife), Vaggie.

In this AU, Vaggie didn't fall thanks to Charlie.

At first, Vaggie was the classic "outsider" archetype, an Exorcist Angel who hated her job and couldn't fit into any group in Heaven, until she met Charlie. How did they meet? Imagine a retelling of Lucifer and Lilith.

Thanks to Charlie, she can make friends like Emily and has found a reason to fight. But that doesn't mean she started to like what she does, even when it comes to demons, Vaggie feels very disgusted by what she has to do, however, upon meeting Charlie she found meaning in the massacre she takes part in.

Vaggie realized that she wasn't just protecting Heaven, but she was protecting Charlie, like a knight protecting the princess, or at least that's how she wants to think. This encouraged him to dedicate himself more to his work and quickly rise through the ranks of the Exorcists, becoming Second Lieutenant.

And just like in canon, only the Exorcists can know about the exterminations, that is, Charlie doesn't know Vaggie's true role, and Vaggie is too afraid to tell at the risk of losing her friend (and crush).

And they're still just friends here, Vaggie's insecurity and codependency are much stronger here. For comparison purposes, it is Pearl level with Rose in SU, due to the disgust she feels towards herself and for hierarchy reasons, so she limits herself to the role of knight, and feels very honored and happy just because her princess wants her company.

[PORTUGUÊS]

Seguindo a ideia da Princess of Heaven AU (escolhi esse nome agora), aqui está sua futura namora (e futura esposa), Vaggie.

Nessa AU, Vaggie não caiu graças a Charlie.

A principio, Vaggie era o clássico arquétipo do "deslocado", um anjo exorcista que detestava seu trabalho e não conseguia se encaixar em nenhum grupo no Paraíso, até conhecer Charlie. Como elas se conheceram? Imagine uma releitura de Lucifer e Lilith.

Graças a Charlie, ela pode fazer amizades como Emily e encontrou um razão pra lutar. Mas não quer dizer que ela passou a gostar do que faz, mesmo se tratando de demônios, Vaggie sente muito nojo do que tem que fazer, porém, ao conhecer Charlie ela encontrou um sentido no massacre que participa.

Vaggie percebeu que não tava protegendo só o Paraíso, mas estava protegendo a Charlie, como um cavaleiro protegendo a princesa, ou pelo menos é assim que ela quer pensar. Isso lhe incentivou a se dedicar mais ao trabalho e rapidamente acender na hierarquia dos Exorcistas, virando Segunda Tenente.

E assim como no canon, só os Exorcistas podem saber dos extermínios, ou seja, Charlie não sabe da verdadeira função de Vaggie, e Vaggie tem muito medo de contar sob o risco de perder sua amiga (e paixão).

E elas ainda são apenas amigas aqui, a insegurança e codependência da Vaggie são bem mais fortes aqui. Para viés de comparação, é nível Pérola com Rose em SU, pelo nojo que ela sente de si mesma e por questões de hierarquia, então ela se limita ao papel de cavaleiro, e sentindo muito honrada e feliz só pela sua princesa querer a sua companhia.

[carmillascrusade]

Bleeding Hearts| Vanessa (SB) x F!Reader

I do not own any of these photos and all rights go to the owners. If you know the artist of the middle photo, please let me know!

Summary: Vanessa comes home after one of her shifts with a young boy in tow.

Word count: 1419

A/N: this is my first fanfic that I have written so please be kind! Also I’m not sure if this counts as angst or not? So I’ll just say hurt/comfort lmao. Also, this is based on security breach Vanessa instead of film Vanessa.

The sun rose in the east. Red and orange flames flickering whimsically in the depths of the horizon, but melancholic despite the beauty of their hue. The hand holding the lamp continues to rise, lifting the ball of fire further into the still morning sky. An arc of luminance bestows itself upon the horizon; mirrored in the crystal waters of the rainwater puddles scattered in your front garden, devoid of all colour but that of the rising sun.

Vanessa stumbled through the front door, a sunken look marred her features; casting a gloomy shadow over her hollowed face, once radiant with joy. Behind her trailed a small boy, scratches and bruises littering his face with an array of discolouration. His eyes fell to you and he grabbed hold of Vanessa’s hand, shielding himself behind her body from your peering eyes.

“Vanessa?” You reached out cautiously, afraid that moving too fast or speaking too loudly would spook her. “What happened? Are you alright?”

Vanessa threw herself upon you, latching on to you as a frightened babe would their mother. You stroked your hands through the hair that had escaped her once pristine ponytail, now tattered with flyaways and grime.

She stayed in your grasp for what felt like aeons, sobbing incoherently in the crook of your shoulder. The small boy still stood behind her, eyes stripped of any emotions besides fear. Who was the boy and what had happened to him?

“Vanessa, my love.” You murmured into her ear, causing her eyes to snap up towards you. “Who’s your little friend?” You asked, gesturing briefly towards the boy.

“Oh.” She sighed shakily. “He has nowhere else to go. Please can he stay here with us? Just until we find somewhere more suitable.” She pleaded voice tinged with something akin to regret.

You glanced between the two of them as you let go of Vanessa and gingerly approached the boy. Crouching down to his eye level you asked him his name and if her would like to check out the spare room with you.

Gregory, as you just learned, anxiously followed you to the spare room, glancing back at Vanessa from time to time. You showed him the bed and the en-suite and apologised for the lack of pyjamas you had for him.

Shouting Vanessa in, you asked them if they were hungry to which they shook their head stating that they were both just tired. Nodding, you tucked Gregory in wishing him a good night and brought Vanessa to your shared bedroom. She trailed behind you sluggishly, resting the majority of her weight on your back and you navigated throughout the house.

“Would you like a bath, Nessa? Or would you prefer to go straight to bed?” You asked, already beginning to undress her from her security clothing. A muttered bed was all you got in return as she moved pliantly with your soft gestures. You hummed quietly as you sat her on the bed, moving towards the dresser to grab her a pair of pyjamas.

Once finished changing her and wiping some of the dirt from her face with a wet wipe, you climbed into bed next to her; pressing a kiss to her forehead before turning out the bedside lamp.

You were woken by the soft creak of the bedroom door, a slither of light briefly casting a warm glow in the dark confines of your bedroom. A small figure wearily stepped into the room, blocking the light partially to cast an ominous shadow over your bed.

“Gregory?” You called out groggily. “Are you okay?”

Gregory walked further into your room and shut the door, you could barely make out his hand wringing together due to the newfound darkness. Vanessa’s soft snores filled the room as Gregory approached you, shyly asking if he could sleep in your bed as he had a nightmare.

Your eyes softened as you looked upon the frail boy, shaking with nerves and the lingering adrenaline from his nightmare. Tapping the bed, you gestured for Gregory to get in between you and Vanessa. He excitedly jumped up and settled in, muttering a quiet ‘haven’t slept in a real bed for so long’.

Your heart broke at the thought of this sweet boy lacking a proper bed and the conditions he must have been subject to before Vanessa brought him home. Watching the two of them slumber peacefully before you closed your eyes, you decided that you’d speak to Vanessa in the morning about adopting Gregory.

Vanessa was awoken by a small hand gently slapping her on the face. She scrunched her nose in confusion. Why had your hands shrunk all of a sudden?

Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of Gregory curled up into your side; one of his hands flung over Vanessa’s face while the other Liddell gripped your T-shirt. Your head rested atop his, one hand flung over him and resting on Vanessa’s hip as you smiled in your sleep.

Vanessa grinned softly at this, her previous worries of you not liking Gregory flying out of the window. Perhaps you would consider taking him in? After all, he had saved her and she found it only fair to do the same.

She pressed a soft kiss to your lips, careful not to rouse you from your sleep, as she got out of bed. Trudging to the kitchen to make breakfast for the three of you, she pulled out her phone and quit her security guard job immediately. All that job has ever brought was pain and it was about time she quit.

Soft footsteps could be heard down the hallway as Vanessa was scouting her phone for new jobs. You wrapped your hands around her neck, pressing up against her back as you lazily rested your head on her shoulder. Peeking at her phone screen, you kissed her cheek before speaking.

“Looking for a new job?” You questioned, although it was more of a statement.

“Hmmm, I think it’s about time I get another job. Don’t you agree?” She turned to face you, eyes flickering to your lips and back up to your eyes again.

Kissing her delicately on the lips, you started to run your fingers through her hair. “You know I’ll support you in whatever you choose to do, sweetheart.”

You looked over to the eggs that were about to burn due to Vanessa getting distracted and chuckled slightly as you went over the save them. A burst of courage came over you as your back was turned, Vanessa unable to see your face and you hers.

“So…” you started. “About Gregory,”

“What about him?”

“What do you plan on doing with him?”

Vanessa went silent. The only noise coming from you plating three sets of breakfast up. You turned towards her and handed her her plate, putting Gregory’s in the oven for later.

“Like I said before, Nessy, I will always support you in what you choose to do. And if you want to adopt Gregory then I will back you in that. If you don’t, that’s okay too.” You whispered into her ear, hugging her with your free arm.

She looked up at you with tear-filled eyes, the crystal clear substance just on the brink of falling over the but never reaching the turning point. A soft smile graced your features as you brushed away the beginning of tears with the pads of your thumbs.

“Oh, Vanessa.” You coed.

“I- I want to keep him, baby.” She stuttered, averting her gaze from your prying eyes. Why would you think of her now? The two of you have never spoken about children before. Would you leave her?

You were overjoyed at the prospect of adopting Gregory. Tears threatened to overcome your own eyes and you brought Vanessa into a tight hug. You didn’t want this moment to end.

“I’m so glad you said that! I wanted to keep him too. I’ve always wanted a family with you, ness. Although untraditional, I’m glad we have this opportunity to do so.”

Vanessa was awestruck at your willingness to accept, not only her, but Gregory into your life. You were her light in the darkness. Her lifeline. You shone brighter than the sun to Vanessa and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

��I love you.” She whispered over and over again like prayer. For she would worship you for the rest of your lives; just as you will her.

A/N II: thank you for taking the time to read this and I hope you enjoyed?

[alexburnssas]

Professor Magnolia about the Wishing Stars: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand.

Chairman Rose: That sounds like a dare to me.

Professor Magnolia: Oh my gods.

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-In Spikemuth-

Piers: Where’s Challenger Alex?

Team Yell Member: Around.

Piers: Around? You don’t have any idea, do you?

Alex, dropping down from above: Did you know there’s a space above the ceiling?

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Oleana: You make trouble just like your brother.

Hop: I like to think I make trouble in a way that’s entirely my own.

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Bede: Would you call me selfish?

Alex: No, not to your face.

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Bede: When I first met you, I thought you were annoying.

Hop:...And?

Bede: And you are.

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Hop: I don’t know how you two do that.

Marnie: Do what?

Hop: Make everything sound like a threat. That man looked like he was about to piss himself, and all you both did was ask him to step aside so that we could get past. Even when I actively try to sound threatening, no one takes me seriously.

Piers: That’s because you look and sound like the personification of a warm hug.

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Alex to a random Citizen: Just because I broke into your house doesn't mean I'm gonna take something, maybe I just wanna look around, damn.

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Raihan, googling: How To Validate A Child’s Work Without Swearing and Saying “Lil Dude That’s Fuckin Sick”

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Sonia: This date is boring.

Leon: This isn't a date. I told you I was going to the store.

Sonia: Then why did you invite me?

Leon: I didn't. I specifically said "do not come with me" and you said "don't tell me what to do" and followed me here.

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Alex in the Wild Area trying to catch a level 51 pokemon at level 20 : I am beginning to think we made a mistake.

Scorebunny: What gave it away? The sheer size of the bastard or my bite wounds?

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Sonia: I'm glad most of my issues were with Oleana so that our conversations can pass the Bechdel Test

Nessa: Sonia you have 42 mental illnessess

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Raihan in a Gym Leader meeting: if you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands!

silence

Raihan: Man, y’all depressed as fuck.

Bea: You didn’t clap either.

Raihan: Shut up.

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Alistair: Be nice Alex.

Alex: Why start now?

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Hop, about Leon: He'll be fine, he's the Champion!

Piers: Mate, that's just what he's called, it doesn't mean he actually knows what he's doing.

[relia-robot-writes]

My Sweet, Bloodlust

Blood can be used to control vampires, but there are other means to do so.

Nessa raised her fist to her lips and frowned. She silently counted her resources, knitted her eyebrows together furiously calculating odds, and scanned the other player's boards. "I... pass." She leaned back in her chair, chewing her lip.

Jinx picked up the dice and started fidgeting with them, clacking the old wooden dice in one hand. "I thiiiiink..." She started, and then suddenly dropped all the dice with a shout. "Ouch!"

"What happened?" Said Ella, moving over to hold her while Gabby dove for the fallen dice.

"Splinter," grimaced Jinx, holding out the palm of her hand. A long wooden shard had impaled the soft webbing of her thumb.

And a bright red, shiny, perfect droplet of blood had formed at the base.

Nessa stared. She couldn't help herself. It was like she was hypnotized. She rose from her chair, feet barely scraping the floor as Ella said something about tweezers. Her voice was muffled through the ringing in Nessa's ears. Nessa's whole world was reduced to one tiny, bright-red sphere. It was growing larger. Before too long it would lose surface tension and trickle down Jinx's palm. What a waste that would be. A terrible waste of such a perfect thing. Nessa could help. She could just lick it right off. One lick. That's all. Definitely nothing more than a single lick. Not Jinx's fingers in her mouth, Nessa's fangs in her palm. Just. One. Lick.

"Nessa! Heel, darling."

Nessa snapped to position, suddenly standing just at Gabby's right. Gabby's palm caressed her lower back. Her vision was still focused on Jinx's palm. The droplet would fall, soon...

"Nessa. Look at me."

Gabby's hand caressed her neck. Nessa tried to turn her face without looking away from Jinx, but Gabby turned her head further, so the shining beacon of red was outside of her view. Nessa's eyes locked with Gabby's, and she realized she hadn't been breathing.

"Nessa. Why don't you go outside and ask if the owners have an emergency kit. It wouldn't hurt to find some disinfectant. Okay? Go."

Nessa, guided by Gabby's hand, left the private room and felt the spell snap as the door closed, cutting off the scent of blood. She collapsed against the wall, breathing hard. That had been far too close. She heard muffled explanations through the door, of how she "wasn't good with blood." If they only knew. She was really, really lucky she had Gabby.

But couldn't she use a different method for breaking her out of her bloodlust than... that? Nessa felt her face grow warm. To be told to heel, like a common dog... Not that there was anything wrong with that, but, still... wearing an actual collar would have been less embarrassing. She buried her face on her hands at the thought, her cool fingers soaking some of the warmth from her face. She'd even fed right before this! It had only been... she checked her watch.

Then she checked the date on her watch. Ah.

Still, she should have more control over herself. More discipline than to float off the floor like a mosquito. She took a breath to steady herself, then remembered she was out here for a reason and went off in search of disinfectant and gauze.

A little while later, she returned, and thrust the small kit at Ella as she came through the door. Without looking at Jinx, she threw herself down in her chair and pulled up one knee to block the sight of her entirely. Of course, this left her staring at Gabby, who reached out and stroked her hair. Nessa closed her eyes, enjoying the simple sensation.

"Good girl," murmured Gabby.

Nessa's expression soured. She drew her other knee up onto the chair and put her head between her legs, covering her hair with her arms.

Gabby scooted closer. "It's true! You did great. You're good."

Nessa peeked out from under her arms. After a moment, she muttered, "It's embarrassing. I should be better than this. And having you command me like an animal..." She buried her face in her knees again.

"Do you not like it? Should I stop?" Murmured Gabby, whose hand was now gently scratching her back.

Nessa couldn't find it in herself to respond.

"You know what I think," whispered Gabby. "I think you were denying yourself again. And I think that even though you were very good and very strong, you were weaker because you were pushing yourself."

Nessa compressed herself more into the chair.

"And," continued Gabby, "I think you did very well. You didn't do anything you shouldn't have, and you knew to ask for help beforehand just in case, and I was able to help you. You did good. You are good."

Nessa risked a look at Gabby. Her smile was encouraging, and Nessa gave a half-smile back.

"I also think," murmured Gabby, her eyes sultry, "that you don't actually mind being called a good girl, and being told to heel, but that maybe you're not comfortable with that around Jinx and Ella yet. Am I right?"

Nessa suddenly found a very interesting piece of wallpaper behind Gabby's head, as she felt warmth creep up her cheeks again.

Gabby grinned. "We can talk about it later, okay? For now: you did good. And it's your turn."

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[yuumcbr]

TWST x Obey Me!

Apenas uma ideia de crossover que tenho na minha cabeça.

Um fator importante para AU é que MC enxerga os irmãos como uma família e vice-versa, como se fossem irmãos mais velhos.

Yuu (prefeito de Ramshackle) = MC de Obey Me!

A AU se passaria após a formatura, onde Yuu namora um garoto de TWST e começam a viver juntos (já que Yuu não tem muito para onde ir).

Digamos que Yuu não consegue mais usar magia por causa do anel de Michael, talvez TWST tenha aumentado o efeito de contenção da magia, ou apenas decidiu não usar pois não sabe o quão forte sua magia está, ou até mesmo queria que Grim não perdesse sua vaga no NRC (por ele ser a parte mágica dos dois) e após a formatura Yuu se desacustomou a usar.

Bom, de algum modo Yuu, Grim e seu namorado entram em contato com a rainha do reino das rosas.

Por que ela? Bem, em um dos eventos de Obey Me! (Like a dame) é dito por Diavolo que ele é amigo da Rainha Rose, e o evento todo é rodeado de rosas.

Imaginamos que os irmãos não fizeram muito contato com Yuu desde que ele foi para NRC, talvez pequenas cartas enviadas pelos amigos do outro lado de Sam (nessa AU eles são mini-Ds, provavelmente da ganância).

Porém em Obey Me! a rainha do Reino das Rosas vai para Devilton e não parece ter nenhuma dificuldade em ir para um mundo para o outro, ela pode ajudar Yuu a fazer o mesmo.

Então quando a rainha do reino das rosas encontra Yuu, talvez em um baile ou festival que ela compareça e as/os dois trocam contatos.

Agora pense, o garoto de TWST que namora Yuu decide levar as coisas a um próximo nível e a/o pede em casamento.

Yuu já conhece a família do garoto, moram juntos e talvez até trabalhem no mesmo emprego.

Isso sem contar que Grim apronta como uma verdadeira criança, mesmo tendo se formado na faculdade.

Yuu aceita obviamente e pergunta se ele gostaria de conhecer sua família antes.

O garoto de TWST sabe que Yuu veio de outro universo, então pode ser um choque.

Mais ainda quando descobre que Yuu é um/uma amigo/a de longa data da Rainha do reino das Rosas.

E mais quando descobre que sua família é composta pelo 7 pecados capitais.

Acho que é melhor nem falar para ele sobre seu cargo de conselheiro real, certo?

Ou que Yuu é aprendiz do primeiro mago do mundo Solomon.

E que é capaz de usar magia.

Yuu literalmente torce para ele não surtar.

Agora, há alguns personagens de TWST que acho que podem namorar Yuu e deixaria a história mais engraçada:

Rollo Frame (é auto-exeplicativo)

Primeiro, se você fazer Idia te pedir em casamento, você está de parabéns.

Denitivamente falou bastante de seu irmão mais velho Levi para ele, então ele já esperava um pouco de caos ao conhecer a sua família.

Mas o que ele não esperava era que ao atravessar o portal no Reino das Rosas, ele iria acabar parando dentro do portão do Tártaro!!

Ele não sabe se foca em coletar dados para STXY ou se arruma para conhecer a suas família.

Espere, se você morava aqui antes de estudar em NRC, e aqui é a terra dos mortos.... não diga a ele que você....

Por favor, tranquiliza este pobre rapaz!

A melhor opção é não falar em momento algum que você morreu e voltou a vida em um momento (lição 16). Apenas diga que que você veio para um projeto de intercâmbio com o Reino Humano e descobriu que tinha parentes aqui.

O que é a mais pura verdade.

Descobrir que você é o conselheiro real de Devilton e uma das pessoas mais poderosas do lugar o assusta um pouco demais.

Ou as pessoas aqui são muito fracas, ou você é mais forte que ele imagina! Ele descobre que você é uma espécie de Boss Final Supremo por aqui!!

E sua família é capaz de destruir um país inteiro em questão de minutos, como ele chegou nesta situação? Ele só quer voltar para seu quarto e se exilar dessa maluquice toda.

Idia.exe parou de funcionar.

Quando os dois estão sozinhos:

Idia: Ahhh...quando eu voltar terei tantos relatórios para fazer....

Yuu: Desculpe por isso *sorri*

Idia: Como você nunca pensou em dizer que morava no inferno? Literalmente!!

Yuu: ....

Yuu: Acho que já sei o que vai te animar...

Idia: ... *vê você pegando o seu DDD e ligando para alguém*

Yuu: Oh, oi Lucifer, tudo bem? Eu queria saber se posso levar Cerberus para passear? Além de estar morrendo de saudades dele, Ortho e Idia o admiram muito.

Ok, você acabou de conquistar o coração de Idia novamente.

Ortho está tirando muitas fotos, fotos que se ele não tivesse presenciado ao vivo diria que são edições falsas da Internet.

Nee nee Prefeito, você acha que podemos ver Cerberus mais vezes? Eu definitivamente quero que aumentar meu nível de intimidade com ele, não quero perder este evento de tempo limitado.

Simplesmente fica tão chocado e fica em silêncio por muito tempo.

Ao chegar na cidade vocês vocês dois são parados por inúmeras pessoas que te dão boas-vindas e fazem reclamações sobre a cidade.

Porque eles reclamariam com você, afinal? Hã... o que quer dizer com conselheiro real?

Você é uma das pessoas mais importantes desse lugar? Porque nunca disse isso para ele?

Quer dizer, ele sabe que você não podia voltar para casa, mas ele achou que quando descobrisse uma maneira voltaria sem pensar duas vezes.

Você está trabalhando na casa Al-Asim este tempo todo como um servo quando é literalmente um conselheiro real de um outro reino?

Você não seria tão idiota a este ponto, certo? Porque faria uma coisa como essa?

Ok, a cabeça de Jamil está a mil.

Ele definivamente gostaria que as suas roupas tivessem capuz como antigamente quando você explica para sua família que decidiu viver com Jamil independente dos acontecimentos.

Ele definitivamente ficaria chocado se descobrisse que você poderia tomar uma poção de imortalidade, mas decidiu não tomar para ficar com ele.

Quando vocês dois ficam sozinhos:

Jamil: Você poderia ter uma vida melhor do que a de um servo.

Yuu: Não seria melhor se você não estivesse nela.

Yuu: Eu não me importo o que tenho que fazer, estamos juntos, entendeu? Nunca te deixarei se sentir sozinho novamente, é uma promessa!!

Jamil não sabe o que dirá aos seus pais quando eles perguntarem sobre a sua família ou quando sua irmã falar para contar cada detalhe da viagem.

Mas ele sabe que está com alguém que sempre o colocará em primeiro lugar e não vai deixar alguém assim ir embora.

Uma promessa, hein? *sorri levemente* Acho que posso me acostumar com isso!

Quer dizer, imagino que Ruggie irá reagir da mesma maneira quando você chamou Malleus de Tsuntaro na frente de todos quando vocês dois chegarem a casa das lamentações.

Quer dizer? Você mora em um mansão gigantesca e por dentro parece que cada azulejo custa mais que todo o dinheiro que ele conseguiu na vida!!

Ruggie toma muito cuidado para não esbarrar ou quebrar nada, apenas para que um de seus irmão entre na casa destruindo um parede acidentalmente.

Espere ele veio montado em um dragão?

Ok, Ruggie pensou que não havia como um grupo de pessoas causar mais confusão que você e aquele grupo de calouros, mas seus irmãos conseguiram provar o oposto.

Nem sei o que ele diria quando visse o apetite de Beel ou quando experimentasse a comida de Solomon quando seus irmãos disseram que jogariam fora.

Durante a janta:

Yuu: Devo avisar que estarei oficialmente saindo de minhas funções em Devilton

Asmo: He? Você está indo embora para sempre agora?

Yuu: Não, apenas acho que não conseguirei coordenar o meu trabalho em Devilton com a organização do casamento, sem dizer que não existe uma maneira de converter Grim para Taumarks.

Lucifer: Nesse caso conversarei com Lord Diavolo

Ruggie: Qual era o seu trabalho aqui? - diz enquanto come um ovo de búfalo.

Levi: Eles trabalhavam como conselheiro real, (tch esses caras realmente não sabem usar um mago em batalha) - responde enquanto joga com um videogame online.

Ruggie: He?

Ruggie pode não ter esperado por tantas surpresas como essas, mas ele não pode negar quão feliz ele ficou quando você e seus irmãos começaram a pensar em maneiras de fazer que ele, você e toda a comunidade em que vivem possa prosperar.

Você realmente alguém cheio de surpresas, hein Prefeito? Shi shi shi!!

Ok, eu me deixei levar um pouco, mas agora isso não ficará correndo tanto na minha cabeça.

Obrigada se leu até aqui!!

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I KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT... I LIKED IT! - ROSÉ

AVISOS: Rose × leitora • conteúdo adulto • lésbico • fingering • dirty talk • traição • adultério • se for menor de idade não leia!!!

A cara de deboche, a mesma cara de deboche que você tem aguentado há semanas.

Ela sabe que foi boa, que plantou uma sementinha na sua cabeça junto com um gostinho de "quero mais". Para explicar, tudo desandou quando Roseanne Park do curso de engenharia, te beijou na sala de projeções de maquete. Era para ser uma ajuda; você esperava que a loira te instruisse algumas coisas sobre a matéria que tanto te afligia afinal, ela parecia uma grande amiga.

"Amiga", a palavra usada para se referir a Rose. Usada para justificar ao seu namorado o motivo de conseguir uma aula particular com a melhor da turma. Depois do beijo, entre outras coisas, você percebeu que o motivo da benfeitoria de Rose tinha outras intenções.

Aqui estava você, estirada na parede da grande escada no meio de uma festa. Abandonada pelo seu namorado e brigada com ele pelo motivo do homem te deixar sozinha na festa para sair com os caras do time de basquete.

Roseane é descarada. De olho em você desde que pisou na festa com seu namoradinho sem graça.

- Vi que brigou com o seu namoradinho. Problemas no paraíso? - A loira se aproximou de ti assim que viu o homem ir embora .

-Que foi? Tá muda? O gatinho comeu sua língua? – Rosé insistiu, dando um passo mais perto, agora praticamente sussurrando no meu ouvido.

-O que eu e meu namorado fazemos não é da sua conta. - Repondi com a voz firme, cruzando os braços e tentado focar em qualquer outra coisa da festa que não fosse ela.

-Verdade. Tô pouco me importando com o seu namorado, mas tô interessada em tudo que envolve você. – Ela disse, dando um meio sorriso safado enquanto seus olhos percorriam meu rosto.

-Rosé, acho que você tá confundindo as coisas... - levantei os olhos a ela e tentei afastar a loira com as minhas mãos.

-Não, não, não. Você gostou, lembra? Ficou toda amuadinha pedindo para eu não parar. E se não fosse aquele idiota te buscando cedo... - A mão direita da loira segurou sua cintura com possessão. Rose deixou a garrafa de cerveja na pilastra da escada e passou a acariciar seu rosto, os dedos passeando pela sua boca.

-Tem mais de onde veio sabia? Posso te dar mais beijos, bem mais gostosos - disse ao roçar a boca na sua, só para provocar e te deixar louquinha. - E nem precisa ser na sua boquinha.

Se pergunta o que seu namorado pensava que estava fazendo, bom, acha que ele não vai se importar que você experimente os tais beijos que sua amiga Rose prometeu te dar nessa noite, inclusive e que beijos gostosos.

-Vai Park não para - ah mas nem se ela quisesse, suas coxas estavam presas com força quase suforcando Roseane. -Continua assim que eu tô pertinho.

Sentia que ia explodir de tesão, era tudo tão molhado e bagunçado. A boca gordinha sugava com graça o clitoris, de vez em quando mordiscava os grande lábios e os dedo magros entravam com cada vez mais rapidez conforme a lubrificação se tornava um rio a desaguar pela sua boceta, produzindo barulhos pornagraficos que mesmo com o som alto da festa qualquer um que passasse pela porta daquele banheiro poderia saber o que as duas estavam fazendo ali dentro.

Não demorou muito pra você sujar os dedos da mulher com seu mel, gozou com força suas pernas tremelicavam e depois de expelir todo seu prazer sentia as pontadas fortes na perna.

-Safada, gostou né bebê? acho que aquele corno nunca deve ter chupado essa tua xereca direito.

-Rosé... - disse com dificuldade, ainda tentando regular a respiração.

-Fala bebê .

-Eu quero fazer também. - disse timida, descendo a saia e ajeitando a roupa. Um sorriso cresceu no rosto da mulher, ela entendeu na hora mas não poderia perder a chance de te fazer falar.

-Quer fazer o que?

-ah, isso que você fez em mim. Você sabe...

-linda eu só vou saber se você falar claramente. - o sorriso sonso era pra te enlouquecer.

-Droga Rose, eu quero te chupar! - disse perdendo a estribeiras, parecendo mais adorável irritada para a garota.

Park riu achando graça. Era bom saber que era a primeira garota que você se entregou assim e ia ser a primeira a te ensinar como cair de boca. O ego da loira tava nas alturas, e ela já pretendia te levar pra casa para terminar essa brincadeira das duas, em um momento se perguntou o que seu namorado ia fazer quando ela finalmente conseguir colocar um anel no seu dedo. Esse era só o começo, Rose queria você e iria te ter; seu corpo, seu coração e tudo o que você poderia dar.